TRON: Uprising

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Beck finds it harder to maintain his double life...

Able: You want time off? Again?!

I need programs I can count on, Beck.

- Tron: You need to go again. - Can't. Got a job, remember?

...as his freedom fighting alter ego finds increasing success.

The Renegade has actually built quite a reputation.

It's him! It's the Renegade!

Pavel: Some even say he's Tron.

This guy's no Tron. He's a menace!

The curfew is for your protection

and the safety of your fellow programs.

The curfew is for your protection

and the safety of your fellow programs...

Ohh!

Ohh!

Hey, program! You're in violation of curfew!

Surrender immediately!

Come with us.

..:: 1x11 - Grounded ::..

- Is that all of them? - Affirmative.

- Next stop, games. - Beck: You're too late!

Come on. Let's just talk about this.

Fine, have it your way.

- Surrender, program. - This better work.

Huh. It worked.

- You're really him! - The one and only.

- You meant Tron, right? - How do I thank you?

Next time don't get caught. And tell your friends.

Wait. Tell them what?

Wait! Tell them what?!

Tron lives, General. It's true.

- Impossible! - But I saw him with my...

Are you calling me a liar?

You're not a liar, Sir. I just...

Pavel, get someone in here to clean this mess up.

Right away, your voraciousness.

There's been too many rumors, too much chatter about this.

"Tron lives." It's time we deliver a message.

Match extended. Now entering triple overtime.

Zed: Ahh. I can't take it.

They've been on that platform since we got here.

- It's their nineteenth game! - You've been counting?

Of course I've been counting! It's called "court etiquette."

Where's that Renegade when we really need him?

Maybe he's taking a break. I'm sure he's got friends, too.

Friends? Him?! Seriously, if he were my friend,

I'd still be the first person to turn him in.

Greetings, programs.

I address you now not only as your General

but also as a resident of this magnificent metropolis.

Like all of you, I want nothing more than to see Argon prosper.

I'm afraid we've lost some of our streets to masked vigilantes.

This Renegade has made our city unsafe...

and who has to pay for his relentless campaign of terror?

You. The hardworking citizens of Argon.

These programs were apprehended disobeying curfew...

a curfew put in place because of the Renegade's

selfish, destructive activities.

But I see no reason why they should be punished

for the actions of one malcontent.

Which is why I will exonerate these prisoners

and permanently abolish all curfews...

if the Renegade surrenders himself

in Argon square by the end of this cycle.

Consider it a show of good faith from me,

your benevolent leader, to all of you.

Are you listening, Renegade?!

Fail to show up and these programs take their chances at the games.

You say you're fighting for them... prove it.

It's about time. Beck, you're on my team.

Ohh! Sorry.

Excellent elocution, General. A stirring address.

But how do you know the Renegade will take the bait?

Because he has no choice.

What do you mean you have no choice?

I can't let Tesler just send those programs away to the games.

Not if I can save them.

He's baiting you, Beck.

You show up and you'll be walking into a trap.

I never said it'd be easy.

Tron doesn't give up. Never has, never will.

It's time the city knows that.

Fine. But we'll need a strategy.

Tesler will be expecting you at the end of this cycle.

You need to reach those hostages before then.

No problem. I'll get Zed to cover me at the garage.

Make it quick. We're already out of time,

and you're no good to anyone if you're dead.

Huh. Don't take this personally,

but your pep talks could use some improvement.

Just hurry back.

Stop. You're not authorized...

Sorry, Paige, but it's appointment only.

I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to wait outside.

Touch me and those sentries will be sweeping you off the floor.

Paige, don't worry. Pavel's just doing a few minor upgrades.

I'm not worried, General, just confused as to why Pavel thinks

he can waste your time with upgrades that are entirely unnecessary.

You said yourself... he's not Tron.

Well, he might be Tron.

- Pavel... - Probably not, you're right,

but just in case he is, that's what these are for.

I don't care if he's Flynn himself...

he's still gonna die...

a magnificent death.

Able!

I'm sorry, I'll find someone to help you pick all this up.

Beck, stop! You're late! Again!

I know, and I'm sorry.

Look at you, Beck. You're hardly ever on time!

And when you are on time, you're unfocused!

Responsibility may mean nothing to you,

but to me, it's serious. That's why I'm grounding you.

- Wait. You're what? - Until the start of the next cycle,

you're to stay here at the garage. Working.

- No exceptions. - This isn't happening!

It most certainly is.

Help Zed with whatever he needs. Do not leave his side.

And remember, I'm keeping my eye on you.

So, let me get this straight.

- Helping me is your punishment? - Looks that way.

Come on. Able can't punish you for at least looking like you're helping, right?

- I'm sure he'll find a way. - Can you really blame him?

Yeah. It's just... you're always late.

And that's only when you actually bother to show up at all.

I've been late plenty of times. He's never held me captive.

Captive? You're not a hostage, Beck.

You're a mechanic. This is your job.

I mean, I'm genuinely surprised he hasn't fired you yet.

Mara: Hey Beck, are you okay? I heard Able came down hard on you.

You heard? Wait... who else knows?

Well... everybody?

- I don't believe this. - Me neither.

No offense to Beck, but you'd think everyone

would be talking about the Renegade surrender.

What's gotten you in such a good mood?

I thought I just said it.

Anyway... can I borrow you?

I need someone with small, feminine hands.

I'm your guy.

Able: This better not be...

- what it looks like. - Ohh!

Had to get my wrench. You know, to help Zed.

Beck, whatever you have that you think is more important, it's not.

Trust me. It is.

Why should I trust you when you insist on lying to my face?

Look, what happened to Bodhi has been hard on all of us.

- This isn't about Bodhi. - You're right. It's about you.

I'm punishing you for a reason, Beck.