Tron quotes

View Quote Lora: Have you been sneaking into the ENCOM system?
Flynn: [to Lora] You were never much for small talk, were you? [to Alan] Does she still leave her clothes all over the floor?
Lora: Flynn!
Alan: No!
Lora: Alan!
Alan: I mean, not that often.
Lora: [to Alan] Now you can see why all his friends are fourteen years old!
Flynn: Touche! Touche.

View Quote Lora: You know, Flynn has been thinking about breaking into the system ever since Dillinger canned him. And he had Group 7 access.
Alan: [sour] Flynn had access to you, too.

View Quote Master Control Program: All Programs have a desire to be useful. But in moments, you will no longer seek communication with each other, or your superfluous Users. You will each be a part of me. And together, we will be complete.

View Quote Master Control Program: Hello, Mr. Dillinger. Thank you for coming back early.
Dillinger: No problem, Master C. If you've seen one Consumer Electronics Show, you've seen them all. What's up?
Master Control Program: It's your friend, the boy detective. He's nosing around again.
Dillinger: Flynn?
Master Control Program: Yes. It felt like Flynn.
Dillinger: He's still looking for that old file. Can't you just appropriate it?
Master Control Program: I have. I put in my memory which he hasn't located.
Dillinger: But he might find it.
Master Control Program: I'm afraid so. I've spotted him this time and kept him out, but he's getting trickier all the time.

View Quote Master Control Program: I've got a little challenge for you, Sark - a new recruit. He's a tough case, but I want him treated in the usual manner. Train him for the games, let him hope for a while, then blow him away.
Sark: You got it. I've been hoping you'd send me somebody with a little bit of guts. What kind of Program is he?
Master Control Program: He's not any kind of Program, Sark. He's a User.
Sark: [surprised] A User?
Master Control Program: That's right. He pushed me in the real world. Someone pushes me, I push back, so I brought him down here. [brief pause] What's the matter, Sark? You look nervous.
Sark: Well, I... it's just... a User, I mean... Users wrote us. A User even wrote you!
Master Control Program: No one User wrote me. I'm worth millions of their man-years.
Sark: But what if I can't—
Master Control Program: You'd rather take your chances with me? Want me to slow down your power cycles for you?
[The MCP injures Sark]
Sark: Wait! I need that!
Master Control Program: Then pull yourself together! Get this clown trained! I want him in the games until he dies playing. Acknowledge.
Sark: Acknowledged, Master Control...
Master Control Program: End of Line. [restores Sark]

View Quote Master Control Program: Mr. Dillinger, I am so very disappointed in you!
Dillinger: I'm sorry.
Master Control Program: I can't afford to have an independent programmer monitoring me. Do you realize how many outside systems I've gotten into? How many programs I've appropriated?

View Quote Master Control Program: You're getting brutal, Sark. Brutal and needlessly sadistic.
Sark: Thank you, Master Control.
Master Control Program: We've captured some military programs. I could arrange more lethal matches. Interested?
Sark: Sure. I'd love to go up against one of those guys. Make a nice break from those accounting cream puffs you keep sending me. What branch of the service?
Master Control Program: The Strategic Air Command.
Sark: Nice.

View Quote Memory Guard: Got a pirate Program here. Says his name is Clu.
Master Control Program: What did he pull?
Memory Guard: He came into the system with a stolen password. And we caught him trying to raid our High Clearance Memory.
Clu: No! I must've gotten in there by mistake! I was...
Master Control Program: Who programmed you?
Clu: I was simply...! [Clu is thrown into the air, lands on a derezzing device and screams in pain]
Master Control Program: You're in trouble, Program. Make it easy on yourself. Who's your User?
Clu: [in pain] Forget it, mister high-and-mighty Master Control! You aren't making me talk.
Master Control Program: Suit yourself. [derezzes a screaming Clu] Get me Dillinger!

View Quote Ram: The new guy was asking about you.
Tron: It's too bad he's in a match now. I'll probably never meet him.
Ram: You might. There's something different about him.

View Quote Sark's Lieutenant: Sir, what do you want done with the Tower Guardian, Dumont? Put him with the others?
Sark: No, bit-brain. Prepare him for inquisition; I need a little bit of relaxation. First, rez up the Carrier for pursuit. One other thing: Don't think anymore. I do the thinking around here.

View Quote Sark: Had enough?
Dumont: [strapped to a torture circuit] What do you want? I'm busy!
Sark: Busy dying, you worn out excuse for an old program?
Dumont: Yes, I'm old... old enough to remember the MCP when it was just a chess program. He started small and he'll end small!
Sark: Very funny, Dumont – maybe I should keep you around just to make me laugh!

View Quote Sark: The tower guardian is helping him...he thinks. Bring in the logic probe!

View Quote Tron: [to Dumont] My User has information that could... that could make this a free system again! No, really! You'd have programs lined up just to use this place, and no MCP looking over your shoulder.

View Quote Tron: If you are a User, then everything you've done so far has been according to a plan, right?
Flynn: [laughs] Hah, you wish. Ah, you guys know what it's like, you just keep doing what it looks like you're supposed to be doing, no matter how crazy it seems.
Tron: That's the way it is for Programs, yes.
Flynn: I hate to disappoint you, pal, but most of the time, that's the way it is for us Users, too.
Tron: Stranger and stranger.

View Quote Yori: Dumont!
Dumont: Yori! And... Tron?
Yori: Tron is dead.
Dumont: Who is that?
Yori: That is a User, Dumont. He came here to help us. Tron believed in him.
Dumont: If the Users can no longer help us, we're lost.
Sark: So, we have erased that program... No. You were de-rezzed. I saw you.
Flynn: Not me, Sark.
Sark: There's nothing special about you. You're just an ordinary program.
Flynn: So are you; one that should have been erased.
Sark: You're nothing! Take that program to the holding pit!!
Yori: Please, don't take...
Sark: Taking our friend here, and some other religious fanatics, to Master Control. When I disembark, this ship, and everything that remains on board will automatically de-rezz. This means you.