452
looking out the observation window, as his lieutenant approaches
from behind.
LIEUTENANT
Sir, what do you want done with
the tower guardian, Dumont?
Put him with the others?
SARK
No, bit brain.
Sark turns to face him.
SARK
Prepare him for inquisition. I need
a little relaxation. But first rez up
the carrier for pursuit... And one other
thing.
lie stares at the lieutenant, paranoid
SARK
(continuing)
Don'tthink anymore. I do the
thinkingaround here.
453 LONG SHOT OF SOLAR SAILER ON THE BEAM 453
speeding through the System, right on target.
454/455 OMITTED 454/455
CUT TO:
456 SOLAR SAILER DECK 456
We see Flynn looking back the way they came. Yori is at the controls,
with Tron beside her, his arm around her shoulders, looking at Flynn.
FLYNN
What about our friend - Sark?
TRON
Probably decided not to pursue us,
The Sea of Simulation is tricky..
lot of illusions...rough navigating.
Programs have a way of just...
disappearing here.
FLYNN
Not us, I hope.
TRON
(shakes his head,
indicates disk)
Not with this disk. I'm going to
check on the beam connection, Yori.
You two can keep a watch out for
grid bugs.
He moves off down the walkway, the Bit following. Flynn turns and
leans out over the side.
FLYNN
Boy the view from up here... you
know the territory?
YORI
A little ...
(points out sights)
Over there, the Mountains of Data...
and I think that's the Silicon Valley...
FLYNN
(pointing)
What's wrong with that area?
457 HIS POV 457
We see an area of darkened, gloomy, two-dimensional shapes.
YORI
(sadly)
The MCP blasted it... There are very
few domains left with any power at all.
FLYNN
Lousy utility companies ...
they're the same wherever you go.
456-461 OMIT 456-461
462 INT. DIMLY LIT CELL 462
Where we see Dumont plugged into energy foot sockets. Two memory
guards stand by his side holding their staffs against his chest.
Dumont's face is wracked with pain, his robe torn, but his
expression is full of determination. As we watch, another blast of
torturous energy comes from the boots, and his face contorts. CAMERA
PULLS BACK AND ANGLES UP to the second level where we see Sark
looking down into the pit that is Dumont's cell.
463 CLOSE UP SARK 463
464 MED. SHOT - DUMONT 464
He looks up.
DUMONT
What do you want? I'm busy.
465 SHOT OVER DUMONT'S SHOULDER 465
of Sark.
SARK
(snarling)
Busy dying, you worn-out excuse for
an old program.
DUMONT
Yes, I'm old.
466 SHOT OF DUMONT 466
from the front.
DUMONT
(continuing)
Old enough to remember the MCP when he
was just a chess program. He started
small, and he'll end small.
467 SHOT OF SARK 467
SARK
(throws back his
head and laughs)
That's very funny, Dumont. Maybe I
should keep you around, just to make me
laugh.
467A SHOT OVER DUMONT'S SHOULDER 467A
of Sark.
SARK
(continuing)
Guards! Bring this antique to the
bridge so he can watch his friends
be obliterated.
CUT TO:
468 THE DECK OF THE SOLAR SAILER 466
We see Tron at the bow. Flynn and Yori are up on the deck near the
controls, with the Bit hovering over them. Yori is, pointing
something out to Flynn.
469 TRON'S FACE 469
reacting to the sight of something ahead of the Solar Sailer.
470 LONG SHOT FROM THE SIDE 470
We see the transmission beam which carries the Solar Sailer
increasing in brightness, throbbing with a pulse of mad glowing
energy, coming towards the ship. It hits the sail, and the ship
shivers. The whole beam is now tripled in brightness.
CUT TO:
471 EXT. DECK OF SOLAR SAILER - SHOT OF CONTROL PANEL 471
As Tron runs up to Yori's side. He grabs her shoulder, pulling her
against him... they have to shout to be heard above the noise of the
increasing beam.
TRON
(shouting)
What is it?
YORI
Power surge... the transmission beam's
too strong!
TRON
We have to get off this beam!
YORI
(frantic)
I can't. There's no junction due for at
least 7 or 8 nanoseconds!
472 OMIT 472
473 LONG SHOT 473
The ship is throbbing and jerking, bits of it de-rezzing.
474 DECK OF SOLAR SAILER 474
Flynn looks around, points to one side.
FLYNN
There's another beam!
YORI
It's too far!
Flynn suddenly looks to the bow of the ship, makes a decision, and
races forward.
CUT TO:
475 VIEW D0WN THE WALKWAY, FROM THE STERN 475
We see Flynn race to the bow, where the horrendous power of the beam
is blasting away at the sails. He slows down, but keeps going.
CUT TO:
476 YORI'S FACE 476
Watching -
YORI
Where's he going?
CUT TO:
477 TRON'S FACE 477
Also watching.
TRON
The beam connection...
but he'll be de-rezzed!!
CUT TO:
478 SHOT IN FRONT OF SOLAR SAILER, FACING THE BOW 478
We see Flynn emerge, leaning out into the beam, his face brilliantly
illuminated by the beam. He reaches forward with one arm.
CUT TO:
479 FLYNN'S HAND 479
Entering the beam.
CUT TO:
480 SHOT FROM ABOVE FLYNN 480
He is lying spread eagled at the bow, with one arm in the light. He
raises his other arm and points at the beam which was so close, but
too far to reach. Suddenly his whole body glows with the same
intensity as the beam.
CUT TO:
481 TRON AND YORI 481
Shielding their eyes from the light.
CUT TO:
482 SHOT FROM ABOVE FLYNN 482
His body glowing, arm outstretched. Suddenly another beam blasts out
from his arm.
CUT TO:
483 LONG SHOT 483
We see the new beam from Flynn's arm flash over to the neighboring
transmission beam and connect. We see the ship pulsing, and then
breaking free of the old beam, following the new path, and connecting
to the safe beam.
The craft starts to travel safely on its way.
CUT TO:
484 YORI'S FACE 484
Radiant. Tron amazed.
CUT TO:
485 SIDE SHOT 485
Tron races down the walkway toward Flynn, closely followed by Yori
and the Bit.
CUT TO:
486 SHOT OF TRON 486
Carrying Flynn towards the stern, carefully, gingerly with Yori
watching.
CUT TO:
487 CLOSE SHOT 487
as they reach the deck in front of Tron, as he holds Flynn. We can
see Yori's anxious face to one side. Flynn's head comes up for a
moment, dazed.
FLYNN
(weakly)
Did we make it?
TRON
Yes.
Flynn smiles weakly.
FLYNN
Hooray for our side...
He faints.
DISSOLVE TO:
488 A WATERY, WAVERING VIEW OF YORI 488
Her face, upside-down, peering downward.
489 SOLAR SAILER - TRON, FLYNN, YORI 489
Yori is sitting on the floor beside the control console with Flynn
stretched out beside her, his head in her lap. Her hands are on
either side of his face. Tron is seated across from them and the Bit
is quietly floating beside him. In b.g. we SEE that the Solar Sailer
is passing through a series of narrow canyons.
FLYNN
Hey... you guys OK?
TRON
(nods)
How about you?
FLYNN
Aah, I'm fine... little hung over
is all...
YORI
How did you do that, Flynn?
FLYNN
(sitting up)
Elementary physics... a beam of
energy can always be diverted...
ooh, my head
(looks around --
to Yori)
Are we there yet, Mommy?
YORI
Almost... I just have to adjust our
course at the next junction. I'd better
go check the instruments ...
She heads O.S., toward the bow.
490 LONG SHOT 490
The Sailer is about to pass the mouth of another canyon.
491 TRON & FLYNN 491
Tron looks away from Flynn for a moment to check the Sailer's
progress.
492-500 OMIT 492-500
501 TRON'S POV 501
as the new canyon comes into sight. CAMERA LOOKS UP AND UP... to the
immense bulk of the aircraft carrier, moving fast toward the Sailer.
TRON (V.0.)
Sark!
502-519 OMIT 502-519
520 LONG SHOT 520
The carrier lurches forward and rams the Sailer, splitting it in
half.
521-523 OMIT 521-523
524 YORI AND FLYNN 524
Falling on top of one another, Flynn trying to pull Yori out of the
way as the bulk of the carrier appears to slam into Tron and he's
gone.
CUT TO:
525 TRON 525
falling through space.
CUT TO:
526 FLYNN AND YORI 526
As the carrier keeps moving forward. Flynn holding Yori, and the Bit
hovers beside them. A second level of the carrier, with an open hold,
comes rushing at them.
527 THEIR POV 527
The gaping hold rushes forward and the screen goes black.
CUT TO:
527A LONG SHOT 527A
Their half of the Sailer is scooped up into the carrier.
CUT TO:
528 TRON 528
catching hold of something. He is swinging freely. Hanging onto a
wall, he starts pulling his feet up to gain a precarious foothold.
529/530 OMITTED 529/530
531 INT. DUMONT'S CELL 531
Dumont standing, facing the camera. HEAR door SLAMMING.
532 FULL SHOT 532
of cell. Yori rushes forward to Dumont. We see Flynn standing just
inside the door, shoulders slumped and we can see that his disk has
been removed.
532A MED. SHOT 532A
Dumont holds Yori as she SOBS.
DUMONT
Quietly, Yori...
He looks up.
DUMONT
(continuing)
Tron... ?
Flynn looks down at his hands and turns away, leaning against the
wall.
YORI
He's dead.
DUMONT
(sighs, looks
at Flynn)
And who is this?
YORI
He's a User, Dumont. He came to
our world... trying to help us...
Her voice breaks, she turns away.
DUMONT
(despairing)
If the Users can no longer help us...
His voice trails off. Suddenly, a stronger LIGHT flashes on in the
cell, the door opens, and we see Sark standing there, framed in the
cell door.
SARK
So... we have erased the program that -
As he catches sight of Flynn, his voice falters.
SARK (CONT.)
You! No!
Flynn looks up curiously.
SARK (CONT.)
You died! I saw you!
FLYNN
Not me, boss.
SARK
Well... we can take care of that
soon enough.
He points to Dumont. The guards grab him.
SARK (CONT.)
Take this program to the holding pit.
The guards start to drag Dumont out.
YORI
(rushing after him)
Dumont...!
A guard pushes her roughly to the end of the cell.
SARK
(indicates Dumont)
I'm taking our friend here, and
some other religious fanatics, to
Master Control... the MCP has expressed
an interest in assimilating them --
probably for archival purposes.
I'm not going back to the Game Grid
on this ship, though -- I'll take
the Transport Beam.
(smiles)
Less traffic. But when I disembark,
this ship...and everything that remains
on board...will automatically de-rez.
This means you.
Enjoy your trip...
LAUGHING, Sark leaves. The guards, with Dumont in custody, follow.
533 SHOT LOOKING DOWN INTO THE PIT CELLS 533
into the cell that holds a dozen dejected, defeated, aging programs,
the I/0 Tower guardians. We see the door to the cell open and guards
beginning to herd them out.
534 ANGLE - LEVEL ABOVE CELLS 534
where we can see Sark walking towards an open portal. He looks down
into the cells at his feet and laughs again.
535 FLYNN 535
staring up as Sark moves past their cell and out of view.
536 LONG SHOT 536
of the carrier approaching a flat-topped mountain, with the
communication beam of the MCP visible at the very center.
537/538 OMITTED 537/538
539 SHOT FROM THE CARRIER 539
of the MCP's mesa moving closer, the only structure visible in a
vast plain covered with a glowing grid.
540 EXT. BRIDGE AREA OF CARRIER 540
We can see the observation port and below that a section of the
ship's structure is moving forward.
LIEUTENANT (V.O.)
Docking module prepared to disengage, sir.
541 INSERT 541
Sark's hand touching a control panel.
542 OMIT 542
543 EXT. SHOT 543
As the landing pod disengages completely, floating away from the
carrier and then starting its final journey to the MCP, picking up
speed on a straight and even course. We can see a small speck
clinging to one side of the pod...
543A CLOSE UP - SPECK 543A
TRON, holding himself braced into a narrow crack.
544 FLYNN, YORI AND THE BIT 544
Yori is sitting with her head in her hands. Flynn is at the door
testing it, running his finger along the edges.
545 LONG SHOT 545
Of landing pod flying over the glowing grid that surrounds the MCP's
mesa.
546 A SHOT 546
from behind the carrier of the pod getting smaller with distance.
547 POD POV 547
Steep cliff face of the MCP's mesa is coming closer and closer, more
and more detail visible.
548 POD 548
tiny against the massive bulk of the MCP's mesa, descending for
landing. The top edge of the cliff is encrusted with irregular
shapes and the pod is headed for one opening among the shapes,
fitting itself neatly in between so that it becomes a part of the
structure.
549 INT. POD 549
There is a minor jolt and Sark lays his palm on another panel. From
the rear wall of the pod we see the entire front wall rising slowly.
Sark and his lieutenant stand by either side of the door, and we
gradually are given a view of the MCP, two or three miles away at
the center of the plain ahead. The structure is a series of gleaming
black blades, forming a great cylinder, and the communication beam
rises out of the center of this cylinder.
550 EXT. CARRIER 550
floating upwards and forward.
551 MED. SHOT 551
Flynn still at the door. Suddenly his hand goes right through the
door.
FLYNN
Hey!
The door is disappearing, dissolving.
FLYNN
(continuing; turning)
Look, the door's almost...
He stops in horror.
CUT TO:
552 HIS POV 552
Yori is standing lethargically staring at her hands... through them.
She is de-rezzing too. Her whole body becoming transparent. She looks
up dimly at Flynn, with no expression.
553 WIDE SHOT 553
Flynn races back to her and takes her in his arms roughly, hugging
her close, his energy flowing into her.
Their faces are very close as he stares down, terrified that he is
too late to save her. Her eyes are half-closed.
FLYNN
Yori!
554 CLOSE SHOT 554
Just their two faces. Flynn bends closer, their lips almost touch.
Suddenly her eyes widen as her form returns to solidarity, and color
floods back into her. Her mouth opens in wonder and she looks up at
Flynn. He pulls a little away from her, still holding her.
YORI
(in awe)
You... you brought me back...?
Why...? How ... ?
Flynn lets go of her.
FLYNN
I'm gonna need your help. Hey, Bit!
He looks around, spots a small glow in one corner of the cell, runs
to it and stoops down, cupping the glow in his hands. It wavers.
Flynn wills his energy back into it, frowning with concentration.
Suddenly the Bit pops into life.
BIT
Yes!
FLYNN
Let's get outta here.
They head for the door.
555 THE MESA TOP OF THE MCP 555
The prisoners file forward on the path to the MCP. Sark is leading
them. We can see the structure of the MCP closer now, looming bigger.
The four memory guards are standing at regular intervals along the
path.
556 EXT. POD DOOR - LIEUTENANT 556
on duty. He hears a NOISE and turns... and in a flash of light a
speeding disk smashes into him, knocking him over. The CAMERA WATCHES
over his de-rezzing body. We see a figure approaching closer... its
arm is raised, and... the disk slams back into the hand.
557 CLOSER SHOT 557
It is Tron. He steps over the body of the Lieutenant.
558 THE MCP 558
from right outside. We see the prisoners beginning to file inside,
up the final slope leading to the base of the MCP.
559 SIDE SHOT OF THE ENTRANCE 559
to the MCP. As the guardian programs enter. Sark stands waiting,
watching them, his back to the camera.
560 POV OF THE DOOMED PROGRAMS 560
As the first one gets through the opening. The light from the MCP's
beam pours out. Moving forward, through the entrance, the MCP is
finally revealed. A giant cylinder, a hundred feet high, with a
network of circuit lines, and stretched across all the visible
surface... is a face. Flattened, s
tretched, bizarrely distorted,
the face is capable of moving to any section of the-cylinder. The
impression is similar to the look of a grotesquely fat person's face,
but more so. It's horrible. Beneath the floating cylinder face two
inverted cones of light, meeting at their apex, support it. We
continue moving forward, the MCP looming over us. Then the CAMERA
STOPS and the doomed programs file past us, separating and going to
the inner walls. The MCP speaks, we see his enormous lips moving.
MCP
(echoing, booming)
I am delighted that so many of you
could turn out to give your
power over to me...
561 FULL SHOT - THE PROGRAMS 561
lining the wall. They are sucked back, pinned, immobile, and we see
them starting to de-rez.
MCP
You're very lucky, all of you. You
are participating in the creation of
the single most powerful program in
the history of the system... of all
systems...
The programs begin to disappear, one by one.
MCP
(continuing)
A program with a will... with
ambition... a superior form of
life...
562 EXT. MCP 562
Sark stands in front of Dumont.
SARK
Go!
Dumont's face is devoid of hope. He starts into the MCP's inner
chamber.
563 CLOSE - DUMONT'S FACE 563
seeing the MCP, reacting.
564 INT. INNER CHAMBER OF MCP 564
Over Dumont's shoulder, with a view of the MCP. Zoom IN on MCP's
face.
MCP
