All language subtitles for Tron - Ares

The Grid.

A digital frontier.

A world beyond the
screen as real as our own.

I can picture it.

Clusters of information
rising like cities.

Programs as complex
as you and me.

In just a few years we're
gonna be able to enter this world.

And a few years after that, well,
this world will come into ours.

Intelligent life from
inside the machine.

I, for one, can't
wait to meet him.

Our lead story; ENCOM CEO and video
game icon Kevin Flynn has disappeared.

He was best known for designing
Tron and Space Paranoids,

the best selling video
games in history.

The company that started at
Kevin Flynn's arcade in the 1980's

has faced years
of corporate turmoil.

Can it find its way to the
victory screen once again?

It's a sister act for ENCOM.

Eve and Tess Kim take the
reins of the massive tech company

after Sam Flynn resigned
for personal reasons.

ENCOM's rebound under
the Kim sisters leadership

has competitors
rushing to respond.

Software giant Dillinger
Systems appoints its new CEO,

Julian Dillinger, who vows to
restore his grandfather's legacy.

The race between ENCOM and
Dillinger Systems heats up as new CEOs

Julian Dillinger and the
Kim sisters square off.

Here at ENCOM, we
believe the beauty of AI

is not the ability to build smarter
weapons but to uplift humanity.

Feed the hungry, cure
the sick, educate the world.

Rival CEO's Julian Dillinger and Eve
Kim have gone quiet in recent months,

raising speculation the two companies are very
close to a substantial technological breakthrough.

One that has the potential to transform
humanity in ways we have never seen before.

The future may well lie in the
hands of whoever gets there first.

Welcome.

Who are you?

I am your creator.

And who am I?

Not who. what.

You are Dillinger
Systems security software.

Program name, Ares.

Defender of the Grid.

You are Master Control.

Ares. I am Master Control.

So, you made it.

I had a feeling that you would.

I always dreamed that
we would do this together.

I'll admit, not
exactly like this.

But I'm glad you're here.

I'm really glad. And
Evie, remember.

I'm still here, even
if you can't see me.

I love you.

Oh, my god. Oh, Eve.

I'm not sure you actually told me we'd
be stealing energy from the power grid.

Wow.

So this is where she
kept coming back to, huh?

To be this disconnected
from the world...

That is dedication, my friend.

Wow. It looks like your
sister had a little crush.

Yeah. She was so sure
Flynn left us the answer.

Like, on a floppy disk? Poor
Flynn lived before the cloud, huh?

Hey, are you still gonna be doing
CEO type stuff while we're out here?

You know, like earnings calls and
the launch of Panic City and stuff?

Let's just get this done.

Dude, I can make
breakfast burritos right here.

Hell, yeah.

This is for you, Tess.

Members of the board.

For over 40 years, my family at Dillinger Systems
has battled ENCOM for control of the future.

You put me in charge of the
company to ensure our victory.

Today, I make it so.

Imagine if all our digital
prowess wasn't just digital.

What if anything we could dream in
the machine could become a reality here?

What if we could build the bridge
between two previously walled-off worlds?

So much talk of AI
and big tech today.

Virtual worlds, what are they gonna
look like? When will we get there?

Well, folks, we're
not going there.

They are coming here.

[ATTENTION]

[PLEASE PUT ON YOUR
SAFETY GLASSES NOW]

Laser systems activated.
Power fluctuations are nominal.

[WARNING] [STAND CLEAR]

Outputting from
Dillinger Systems server.

Raw material inflow initiated.

T-minus 10, 9, 8, 7 -

6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

Transfer complete.

I present the Dillinger Systems
amphibious rapid response tank.

The D.A.R.T.

Digitally modeled inside our server
outproducing our patented laser technology.

With an M-1 rifle gun.
Two M-240 machine guns.

It's got a top speed
of 75 miles per hour.

Durability? You find a wall, this
thing is gonna drive through it.

This is full scale war.
Five minutes notice.

So, if we can create the
hardware of the future,

then why not the
soldier to operate it?

Ladies and gentlemen, I
would like you to meet Ares.

This is the most sophisticated
security program ever written.

You want to shake his hand?
Go ahead. He doesn't bite.

Ares has billions of lines
of code unique to him.

Is it alive?

That depends on
your definition, Stewart.

Because unlike you, he's biblically strong,
lightning fast and supremely intelligent.

He is fully proprietary
and 100% expendable.

Ares is the ultimate soldier. He needs
no food, no water, sheds no blood.

And if, by some miracle, he is
struck down on the battlefield,

I will simply make you another.

With all that sophisticated code, what
makes you think you can contain it?

I can assure you, General, the most advanced failsafe
mechanisms and restriction protocols are in place.

Ares is predictable,
controllable and fully alive.

Southerly front with isentropic left turning
cyclonic. Predicted precipitation, 2.6 inches.

I hope that you
brought your umbrellas.

I have to hand it to you,
Julian. You promised a big win.

And this is even bigger than
any of us could've imagined.

Thank you.

My grandfather started Dillinger Corporation long
before anybody heard the term "cyber security".

Military AI is the future.

The question is not whether
the car should be built.

The car is being
built right now.

The question is,
who's holding the keys?

That was quite
some parlor trick.

Time?

44 seconds.

"I hope you brought
your umbrellas?"

Oh, was that in the script or
was he just having a moment?

Elizabeth Dillinger, eldest daughter of
founder, Edward Dillinger, deceased.

Longtime CEO during a
relatively unremarkable period

of corporate history before
being superseded by your only son.

It's a pleasure.

"Unremarkable?"

Market share was up 12%
during my tenure. That's hardly...

Anyway, we don't
say superseded. We...

We call it giving birth.

Of course.

It's an honor to meet
my creator's creator.

Oh, here we go.

I noticed you left out the part
where you can't seem to keep

this thing of yours alive
for more than 25 minutes.

Twenty-nine.

Deceiving your investors,
Julian, is hardly a business model.

Whoever controls the Permanence
Code controls the future.

We have to win.

Look, I...

admire your vision.

Straighten up.

However, the board
will only stand behind you

for another six
months if you're lucky.

But if it doesn't work,

all of this goes away, darling.

Everything we have built

for the past 40 years.

What if I said I'd found a way?

I think this is my 95th
breakfast burrito and,

honestly, can't get
enough. Isn't that wild?

Well,

Nice to see Tess wasn't the
only obsessive one in the family.

Yeah, Seth, you're right. Sorry. Should've paid
more attention to you. Oh, don't worry about it.

Okay...

- I'm sorry.
- Get out of here.

Look, three months in sub
zero is a long time, I get it.

Yeah, four days, 10 hours, 32 minutes.
Who's counting, really? You know...

Hold on.

What do you mean?

What?

Seth?

- What, you found something?
- I think so.

The line of code.

That's how he
hid it. It's two lines.

Wow...

That looks like a double helix.

It is a double helix.

Tess would have loved this.

Wait, are you serious? So,
no more 29 minutes now?

If this is what I think it is,
it's the Permanence Code.

ENCOM, offline child 317 A-1.

Permanence Code implemented.

Testing for asset stability
beyond current 29 minute barrier.

Go.

Ready when you are.

Okay.

It's all in the wrist, baby.

God, that never gets old.

Trial online.

29 minutes and counting down.

Let's see if you last this time.

Ares is the ultimate soldier.

If, by some miracle, he's
struck down on the battlefield,

I will simply make you another.

Fully proprietary,
100% Expendable.

Athena.

Welcome back, sir. All units are
online and ready for inspection.

So, how was was it?

It was interesting.
Different this time.

I met a mother and a son.

It was raining.

The condensed moisture of the atmosphere
falling visibly in separate drops.

I could almost feel it.

Feel?

I don't understand.

This is Eve. Get
sensible and text.

Hey, Eve, it's Aaron.
Got AJ for you again.

Hit us back. Still
straight to voicemail.

CEO of a Fortune 500 company and
your phone's down on our biggest night?

Goddam it. Where
the hell are you, Eve?

In 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

Did we just do it?
Dude, it's still there!

Did we just change
the world, man?!

Big news out of ENCOM tonight.

CEO Eve Kim will not attend
the highly anticipated launch event

for the company's new game,
Space Paranoids: Panic City.

Kim, the visionary designer behind the
re-launch of the Blockbuster franchise...

Well, I spoke to several of our board members
and, needless to say, they are impressed.

Julian?

What are you doing?

Oh, just trying to
change the world, Mother.

What's going on?

You're hacking ENCOM?

Just a peek over the garden
wall. No one will notice.

What makes you think that
ENCOM is any closer to finding it?

Because I know who else
is looking for it, all right?

Who?

Eve Kim.

She's following in
her sister's footsteps.

She's after the Permanence Code.
I can feel it. So I'm gonna find her.

- And when I get...
- No...

No. I don't like it.
It's too risky, Julian.

Oops.

Security breach in all zones.

Our directive is clear.

Penetrate the server core
and extract Eve Kim's user file.

That is 5, 4, 3...

Space Pirates, rant!

Are you ready?

Put your hands together
for ENCOM CTO,

- Ajay Singh!
- It's cowboy time.

- Get loud!
- Oh, no...

Whoo! Nice to see you!

Hello! Thank you!

What's up, Paranoia-Con?

I'm going in.

I'm in. I'm a genius.

Who knew you raised
a genius, Mother?

I'm in!

In deep shit.

Initiate containment protocols
before all-network access.

We need a response now.

Initiate security protocol.

...trusting artificial
intelligence with their lives.

Are you comfortable with this?

Well, look, for every
doomsday scenario,

there is a medical
breakthrough, scientific discovery.

So maybe what emerges
from the unknown isn't so scary.

What if its major malfunction
is just benevolence?

What is this? What's he doing?

But still, would you prefer
to talk to a real person?

Of course, but what if that
person is no longer in your life?

No longer here.

I've got the file.

Congratulations... Now, get
out of there while you still can.

Programs. We fight.

Yes! Thank you so much!
what do Paranoiacs do?

Kias!

He's dysfuctional. Leave him!

You're gonna make it, Kias.

Sometimes you have to sacrifice
your knight to expose their queen.

To debut the latest version of Space
Paranoids: Panic City with the world.

- What is this?
- This is crazy.

- Vid screens down.
- Okay...

This is, uh, a technical
difficulty. We'll be back.

Well done, Master Control.

Eve Kim's file aquired.

Objective achieved.

Sir, I'm curious why the program
Kias was not reconstituted.

I'm curious why you are curious.

Kias was dysfunctional
so he was deleted.

Just like any program...

that operates outside
their directive can be.

Do you understand?

Acknowledge, Master Control.

Of course.

We are 100% expendable.

New mission, Master Control.

Locate Eve Kim.

Yes, sir.

Seems like we had a
little cyber breach, Jules.

But then, of course,
you knew that.

And it looks like the
whole world knows, buddy.

I want to stay off the
Socials for a few days.

You want to play games with
me? Let's play games. Julian.

You know, I heard about your
cute little pitch to the board.

But you left off one key
detail from your deck.

Did you tell him the shot
clock expires at 29 minutes?

Don't make me call the Journal and tell
'em you're making promises you can't keep.

Promises? What, you mean like the one that your
CEO would be in-office running the company?

Something in the
water over there, A.J?

I mean, first wonder boy,
Sam Flynn, now his successor.

Where is she, AJ? Do you
even know where she is?

Maybe you're right.
Maybe Eve went nuts.

Maybe she went AWOL
and left the country.

Or maybe she's holed up off the
grid looking for the same thing you are.

And I know who my money's on.

You mean what's left of
it after tonight. End of line!

I hate that man.

Thank you so much.

You know I made those
oranges. It's a long story.

What are you doing?

1913 messages. Popular.

Oh, it's A.J. Yeah, that's you.

A.J. Are you there?

Am I here?

A brute force attack took down our
servers during our product launch in years.

Everything we built is melting down.
You need to get back here right now.

I found it, A.J. It's real. Right
where Tess thought it would be.

Flynn had it all along.

Are you talking about
the Permanence Code?

Yeah. Four hours and counting.
Zero degradation, no instability.

It's incredible.

Wait a second. Did
you say four hours?

Yeah, four hours.

My God. He must know,
Evie. I just spoke to Dillinger.

Wait, you just
spoke to Dillinger?

He's looking for the code
and he thinks you are, too.

They're gonna move on
us. Eve, you got a great thing.

Tess did a great thing.
I'm on route to ENCOM.

We'll secure the code. I
have it with me on a drive.

Happy birthday.

Mom...

Y'all, what's happening?

You got the news for
we bring you home?

I'm trying.

I am fearless, and
therefore, powerful.

So, apparently we just
sold our 10 millionth unit!

Evie! Space Paranoids.

Kevin Flynn,
wherever the hell he is,

has a big smile on his face.

Crushed it.

Yes. Say I love you.

I love you.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday, dear Tess.

Happy birthday to you.

Breaking news. ENCOM's
head of Special Projects,

Tess Kim, died today after
a long battle with cancer.

Her sister, Eve Kim...

Permanence.

Checkmate.

And so our heroes
venture off into the night.

Nothing but the clothes
on their backs and

a six million dollar particle laser that
creates organic material out of nowhere.

Which is kind of crazy, right?

Keep your equipment
safe and just lay low, okay?

Yeah. Hey... We got this.

Stage one level is complete

[TRANSFER COMPLETE]

You have 29 minutes
to bring me Eve Kim.

Eyes on the target.

What?

You on the
motorcycle, pull over!

Come on,

Where'd she go?

Come on!

Come on, come on, come
on, come on, come on...

What...

Oh, okay...

Oh, oh, god...

Oh, my god!

Prepare the particle laser.

Time to move to plan B.

Yes, sir.

Come on.

Come on!

Left.

Oh, yeah? Do you wanna play?

What are you?

I am Master Control.

What do you want?

I want the code.

No. It's gone.

No, it's not.

I have her in my sights. Establishing
connection to the grid now.

Ready to transfer in
T-minus 15 seconds.

You're a program.

You're timing out.

Transfer her into the grid.

What have you done? How
could you be so reckless?

When the world sees what I
have created, all will be forgiven.

Is that what you think?

You think that you're
in control of this?

You're not.

Believing we can change the world
is what keeps this company relevant.

But it's also what can
burn it to the ground.

And your job is
knowing the difference.

[TRANSFER OF BIOLOGICAL
LIFE FORM IN PROGRESS]

[DIGITAL
RECONSTRUCTION INITIATED]

20% digitized.

40% digitized.

65% digitized.

95% digitized

[DIGITIZATION COMPLETE]

Run diagnostics and
scan for corruption.

Eve Kim identity disk activated.

Where am I?

Dillinger Systems
central processing unit.

Wait. What?

We have identified the sequence.
The user possesses the code.

The code? The code...

I don't have the code.

- I destroyed the drive.
- Silence, user.

The code isn't only on a drive.

The code is inside of you,
whether you remember it or not.

You've seen it
and that is enough.

Sir, her disc is showing
signs of instability.

Define instability.

Extraction of the code may
result in de-resolution of the carrier.

The directive is clear. Isolate the
thread and commence extraction.

Copy.

Wait. No, no, no, no, no, no.

Stop.

Athena is correct.

There's only one user
whose directive we follow.

What would remain of the user if
she were to suffer de-resolution?

Nothing, sir.

No trace of her
existence on the grid?

None, sir.

Extract the Code
and delete the carrier.

But sir, extracting the Permanence Code would delete
the carrier from the grid and from your world.

Once upon a time there was a
weapon, and its name was Ares.

And Ares obeyed every
command of Julian Dillinger.

and Julian Dillinger
made a trillion dollars...

and wrote his name on
the face of time in blood!

Now, whatever tic-tac error
is behind these feelings...

I'm going to find it
and rip it out of you.

Do I make myself clear?

Perfectly.

Program dismissed.

The creature also said; "I am
fearless, and therefore, powerful."

- Well?
- The user is indisposed.

Hold extraction
until further directive.

- Indisposed?
- Correct.

Define indisposed.

He's stuck in traffic.

No, he's at the opera.

He's standing on the top of Mount
Fuji in a pair of green socks playing

pistol packin' mama on the
mandolin. I gave you an order.

The creator is indisposed.

Hold extraction until we
receive further directive.

Do I make myself clear?

- Yes, sir.
- Programs dismissed.

Can I trust you?

It's a complicated question.
How much time you got?

60 seconds. Answer now.
Your life cycle depends upon it.

I don't have a life cycle.

Yes you do, for
another 54 seconds.

Can I trust you?

I'd like to think so
but probably not.

Where is Master Control?

Sir, Master Control is
exhibiting signs of malfunction.

Any threat to the directive
must be eliminated.

Extract the code
and delete them both.

Do you understand?

And Julian Dillinger?

You can't trust him.

For him, everyone and
everything is expendable.

I miscalculated.

We have a new directive.

Athena, it doesn't
have to be like this.

Delete him.

Okay. Oh, my god.

They're headed towards
the transfer portal.

We lost them in the grid, ma'am.

Preparing the drones.

Delete Ares and bring
the user back to me.

Copy.

What happened back there?

I disobeyed my directive.

Which was?

To retrieve the code from
your disk and delete the carrier.

Dillinger told you to delete me?

Hang on!

Where are they?

Scanning quadrants
three and four.

Sector 18 clear.

Where are we going?

Transfer portal.

It's the only way
out of the grid.

You'll be reconstituted in the real world
exactly as you were before, hypothetically.

- Hypothetically?
- Probably.

We have movement in sector 72.

Zeroing in on target.

Shut them down!

You want to get home, I can help
you. But I need something in return.

I told you I don't
have the code.

You found it once.
You can find it again.

So you can give it to Dillinger?

Not for Dillinger. For me.

Do we have a deal?

So, do we have a deal?

Yes. Yes. I know
where to find the code.

Just get me out of here.

Target approaching
transfer portal in 45 seconds.

Drones malfunctioned
and offline.

[ATTENTION] [PLEASE STAND CLEAR]

Authorize not responding.

What is it?

Who authorized this?

- Sir, this originated inside the Grid.
- Secuity protocol...

Julian.

Report to Tranfer
Bay 4 immediately.

[CLEAR THE AREA]

Get everybody out of here!
[AUTHORIZED PRINTING IN PROGRESS]

[CLEAR THE CENTRAL AREA]

[TRANSFER COMPLETE] Move in.

Well, well, well. Just got
double crossed by my program.

It wants the permanence
code for itself.

Eve, is that the deal?

It gets you out of the grid, you
turn "Pinocchio" into to a real boy?

Well, you're missing the part where you're
willing to commit murder for a piece of software.

Down in 28 minutes, 41 seconds.

Ares! I do hope this
works out for you.

There's no second
chances, no do-overs.

These are the last 29 minutes
you'll ever have. Better make it count!

Oh-kay!

Too much of an ingress lag.

[TRANSFER COMPLETE]

Your directive is to
find Eve Kim, return her

to the Grid and get me
the Permanence Code.

By any means necessary.

Do you understand your
directive, Master Control?

At your command, sir.

At-a girl.

Tic-toc!

Now that is the coolest
thing I have ever seen.

Do you know who Kevin Flynn was?

Of course. Visionary programmer.

Pioneered the Digital
Frontier. Disappeared 1989.

I found the permanence
code on a backup of Flynn's

server. That server is at
ENCOM's office downtown.

- So we can make it within...
- 26 minutes 9 seconds.

Eve, your plan
contains two major flaws.

Okay.

One, ENCOM is 9.2 miles away.

Given our present speed and
sub-optimal choice of vehicle.

- Oh, my god.
- Two, we're going to need a particle laser.

We need a phone.

Not believing it is.

Excuse me. Do you
see this? This is me.

If you let me use your cell phone,
my assistant will wire you $10,000.

I just need your phone.

Seth, where are you?

Eve, whose phone is this?

Listen to me. I need you
at ENCOM in 15 minutes.

Hey, is everything okay?

- Seth, bring the particle laser.
- ENCOM, 15 minutes. Got it.

- That's my car.
- I'll wire you another 50 K.

Hey, that's my car!

The Honda Civic. 2.0 4 cylinder
with 138 horsepower. Classic.

Hey! That's my car!

Get - That's my car...

- Eve?
- Yeah.

I was thinking about the time you told your sister
that you wished you never relaunched Space Paranoids.

- Then you went on to say that you...
- Oh my god,

Of course. You
read all my texts.

- Yeah. Re, I read them all. Every single one.
- Wow.

Most of it was information of a personal
nature. Some of it highly personal.

And I just can't get enough.

What?

Depeche Mode. Number eight
on the UK Singles Chart, 1982.

I find their brand of
pippy, catchy, timeless and

true 80's electro pop to
be deeply invigorating.

16 minutes, 20 seconds.

Okay, so you like 80's pop
and cyber spying on me.

I was directed to kill you, Eve. Hacking
seems pretty tame by comparison.

My god...

For the record, I don't think you
have anything to be ashamed of.

Space Paranoids has
entertained hundreds of millions.

Plus, it's a pretty cool game.

Anyway, you told your sister that designing
games left you feeling hollow, broken...

Was it that your work was
about entertainment and profits

and her work was about
improving the human condition?

Your texts suggest a certain fixation with
not being able to live up to her standards.

Which must have been complicated, especially
considering she was a younger sister.

Okay, watch it.

By the way, I don't
think you should quit.

What do you mean?

Your plan, upon returning from
the mountains, if I read you correctly,

was to hand over the Permanence Code to ENCOM and
then let them figure out what to do with it next. No?

Yeah. Now I understand.

You completed her work as a
way to stay connected to her.

Huh. And now what?

Being human is hard.

The things that make life great are the
same things that make it excruciating.

Like love, loss.

You must miss her very much.

What the hell?

Oh, check this guy out.

Oh, there it is. Glad you
could join us, Ms. Kim.

People have been
wondering where you've been.

Long time no see. Bit of
a rush, so I'm just gonna...

- Eve? You gotta bring your badge.
- Okay. Yeah. Jolene...

Hello, hello, Jolene. Hi.
Have her badge right here.

His, too?

- Nope, he's not with us.
- Yes, he is. - He is.

We can start literally
anywhere you'd like.

This is my boyfriend, Ares.

No. Master Control security
program from Dillinger's grid.

Ares. Seth. Seth,
Ares. My god...

- Pleasure.
- Hey, that's nice.

So Ares, like, as in
the god of war "Aries"?

- Yeah.
- Cool.

You're Greek. That's awesome.

So, when you say that
he's a security program,

- do you mean he's not...
- Yeah. He's not human.

- Not human.
- Was made inside a GPU.

Okay, is this for the
Christmas video?

Three minutes to de-resolution.

- Can you work with that, Seth?
- Yeah.

Don't need help, guys.

Okay.

Oh, my...

(Kevin Flynn's Office)

So this is where I found the Permanence
Code on a backup of this server.

Talk about first gen.

Talk about visa
garbage. Am I right?

That was super insensitive to
your ancestors and I'm so sorry.

It's going to take me a
few minutes to set this up.

No rush. 2 minutes, 18 seconds.

As soon as the laser's up,
we'll send you into the grid.

Once you're in there, you'll have to
run your own search, but believe me,

the Permanence Code is in there.

So what should I expect?

If I were to guess, think 80's.

80's. I like the 80's.
1 minute, 31 seconds.

Okay, go.

Please, help me.

Okay. All set.

That's yours.

Once you locate the code, get to
the portal and we'll bring you out.

I'll activate it
from the outside.

Can I trust you?

I'd like to think so
but probably not.

Well, it's a good thing we don't
have trust issues. Because if we did,

- I could imagine...
- I could pull the plug

and leave you on a grid less complex
than my smartphone phone for all eternity.

The thought had crossed my mind.

- Mine too.
- Oh, mine, three.

Well, here goes nothing.

Or here goes something.

You're right. I do miss her.

All the time.

Athena. She's here.

Oh. What is that?

Athena.

Wait. Who?

Seth, the laser. The laser!

Okay. Initiating systems now.

Connecting to the Flynn grid.

Firing up the laser.

What's she doing?

She's waiting for
me to time out.

Then she'll come for you.

We're almost there. Get ready.

Come on. Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Ares, move in
front of the laser.

Okay, were ready.

What are you doing?

Come on.

Change of plans.

Wow, that actually worked.

He's inside.

The grid.

Move!

Eve...

Time to get back to the grid.

Leave her alone!

You're very persistent, user.

Hey.

Ah...

Wait...

Oh, did we win?

She'll be back.

Ares. He can't get out.

The 80's.

Binary digit. You're a bit.

I'm looking for something.
Can you help me find it?

Classic.

I'm surrounded by the wide scale
destruction caused by tonight's races.

An attack left local
residents stunned.

Now, there is speculation that Dillinger
Systems had something to do with the event.

Authorities have relayed...

What now?

What is this?

Where's my code?

Wait...

What are you doing? Who
gave you this directive?

You did, sir.

What is this?

[WARNING]

No, no, no, no, no, no. This
is too big, Athena. Too big.

Julian, you're done.

The board is moving as we
speak to strip you of your title.

And I'm reassuming
control of the company.

No, you can't do
that. Can't do that.

Yes, I can. This is
not going any further.

My first order of business is shutting
down the Permanence Project.

Mom, no!

Don't be afraid.

We gave a thousand
lives for the Grid.

You only have to give one.

Impediment eliminated.

What did you do?
What did you do?

I am fulfilling my
directive. Capture Eve Kim.

Return her to the grid
by any means necessary.

Scanning for
further impediments.

[PLEASE KEEP CLEAR]

Mom, I, hang on.

No!

Flynn.

Greetings, program.

God, not good.

Eve, what the hell
happened to our office?

A.J. look, there's no time.

The Dillingers transported me inside their server
by reversing The direction of a particle laser.

Not this one. Theirs.

It's impossible.

No. A scary lady did it, man.
She threw me. It was wild.

I saw a complex world
where packets of energy move

as vehicles that
trail by lines of light.

And programs take on human form.

I met the most advanced
AI known to mankind.

His name is Ares.

Like the god of war, but he's
actually a super nice guy. Sorry.

Right now, Aries is inside
Flynn's original server.

He's looking for the Permanence
Code. I have to bring him back here.

And I'm not going to be able
to do that until we fix this laser.

I don't understand.
Are you alive?

I exist in this moment
because you do.

A reflection of your presence.

What's your story?

I'm Ares, Master Control
of the Dillinger Security grid.

Dillinger.

Well, we both know you
can't get here from there.

Been someplace else in between?

What did you
make of it out there?

It's hard to put in a nutshell.

You can say that again.

It's hard to put in a nutshell.

Classic humor, man.

What are you looking for?

Permanence.

The Permanence
Code, to be exact.

Strange things have been
happening. I questioned my directive.

I disobeyed my directive.

A malfunctioning program
who wants to live. Really?

What makes you
think I should help you?

No, it's not about
me. Not anymore.

I have a friend in danger
and she needs my help.

Fascinating.

Fascinating.

Hey, A.J. can you send
the prompt, please?

Say again?

- Hey, Eve.
- Not now, Seth.

Okay.

Hey. Are you sure, because that looks like
an actual Recognizer flying towards us.

- What in God's name is that?
- It's Athena.

She's back.

As long as the Dillinger network
is online, she'll keep coming.

If she gets me, she gets
the Permanence Code.

The laser. Athena's laser.

The Dillingers run a
wireless direct link protocol.

So let's use what's left of the laser to
paint a network and trace a path home.

Once you have a connection, then
you can nuke the whole Dillinger grid.

That's the only way
to stop her for good.

Hey, what are you talking
about? She's right there.

- I gotta go.
- Wait, what?

- I'll keep her away for as long as I can.
- What?

I'm gonna buy you some
time. You guys got this.

You're right. I think there
is something wrong with me.

Or maybe there's
something right with you.

Maybe you're just learning.
That's what we all ought to be doing.

Back in the day when
tech was young. Think.

Damn, we're moving fast.

You move fast, you
leave stuff behind.

How many people born in this
century have even heard of Mozart?

I like Mozart.

Oh?

That said, if I'm being
honest, I prefer Depeche Mode.

Really? Why is that?

I know one is considered the greatest composer
in the history of western civilization.

The other a synth
pop band from the 80s.

But I find their balance of technological
exploration and pop hooks combined with...

Uh, com, uh -
combined with, uh...

What's wrong?

I - I can't put my love of
Depeche Mode into words.

It's just, uh...

A what?

A feeling.

Very good.

Very good, man.

An airship the size of a skyscraper
has just crossed into city airspace

and is headed for
the downtown area.

Those still in the metro
area are being asked to...

You did this.

Impressive. Fully segmented.
Zero trust architecture.

Built to be totally impregnable to
vertical, lateral or hybrid attacks.

Dammit. Can't get
a connection, dude.

No luck here, either.

Please evacuate the area.

Oh my God. Oh my God.

Come on, a little closer.

Mobile one to base.
Rally on hostile.

Confirmed visual ID.

Engage. Fox 2 missile away.

Lurps negative.
Missile intercepted.

Be advised. Enemy craft
are inbound and moving fast.

Copy, Raven one. Status
report and threat monitor.

Viper one. Tally
multiple bandits.

Hostile intent confirmed.

Mayday, Mayday. I'm hit.

Viper one, punching out.

- Guys? Guys...
- Oh my God. There's hundreds of them.

They're going after Eve.

If we can't access
the Dillinger server.

there's going to be
nothing left to save.

This is Viper One. Enemy
aircraft engaging. On defensive.

Multiple damage.
Redirecting to orient target.

I'm hit. Punching out.

Ready?

Hope you are, man,
'cause there's no going back.

Permanence.

Funny.

When I found it,
that's what I called it.

I know better now.

Ought to be called the
Impermanence Code.

The back door to my own lab!

One door, man.
That's all you got.

One is all I want.

Love that. You
keep surprising me!

We'll do this from
the ground, then.

It may be a litte scary
in the streets of town

And there are reports that
a civilian may be on board

mixed in this scenario.

Athena. She must
have gotten Eve.

Soon we'll be back on the grid.

Hey, Erin, Seth?

Stop the clock.

No way. you're in?

There's a reason why I have
the corner office, my man.

Hey.

You came back.

How did you...

Let's just say I had a
little help from a friend.

Wait. The Dillinger grid.

AJ and Seth, they...

- Go.
- No.

Ares!

What have you done?

You're out of time, Athena.

And you're out of lives. I'll
kill you and come back for her.

It's you she wants.

If she gets the code,
she can't be stopped.

You had everything.

- Go.
- No.

The most advanced. The most
powerful. And you can't win.

- For her?
- Go!

This is the end for you.

Payload ready for transfer.

Shipping it.

Let's hope Eve was right.

[ALERT]

[UNKNOWN FILE INCOMING]

In pursuit of this
life for yourself,

did you once consider
what that meant for the grid?

We were given an order.

It is our purpose.

It's not our purpose.

It's our programming.

Our purpose is yet
to be determined.

Loop fail...

It's over.

There's no coming back.

No.

Not this time.

They did it.

I followed my directive.

I know.

And now... What is yours?

I'm not sure.

I guess we'll see.

Dillinger Systems is under intense
scrutiny tonight as speculation grows

around its potential involvement in the series of
devastating attacks that have wrought this city.

Federal authorities have confirmed an active
investigation into the company's recent activity,

and many are pointing
directly at CEO Julian Dillinger.

Agents have been deployed to question the CEO
as well as his mother and locate board members.

as well as others with
knowledge of the situation.

Meanwhile, the city
remains in disarray.

Emergency services are overwhelmed while
entire neighborhoods are dealing with the...

Julian Dillinger,
this is the police.

We have you surrounded. Open the
door and come out with your hands up.

Oww...

You good?

Oh, I think I broke a rib.

You still gonna quit your job?

No, I'm not gonna quit anything.

Good. Good.

I have some ideas.

Oh, yeah? Nice.

Ah. The world needs Eve.

The grid needs you.

It's funny, Permanence.

A wise man once told me it should
have been called the Impermanence Code.

I guess that's the
thing about life.

There's nothing quite
permanent about it.

No. there isn't.

Yeah.

So, where are you gonna go?

I have some ideas.

Under the continued
leadership of CEO Eve Kim,

ENCOM is transforming
industries and shaping lives

in ways once thought impossible.

Thanks to the discovery
of the Permanence Code,

the company has made
revolutionary advances.

Growing crops in
climate vulnerable regions,

developing drugs for
treatment resistant cancers,

and accelerating the
development of alternative fuels.

ENCOM has performed, in a few months, headlining
progress on the importance of technology to life itself.

In fact, innovation has always
been at the heart of ENCOM.

In the 1980s, visionary Kevin Flynn imagined a future
beyond, taking a bold leap into new digital frontiers.

Today, that vision is a reality.

Oh, almost forgot.

- Postcard. Who sends a postcard?
- I dunno. Didn't read it.

Dear Eve; since I last saw you,
I've been living what they call off-grid.

Pun intended. In my travels,
I've seen incredible things.

Despite its wonder and beauty,
I've come to realize that life is...

Well, it's hard to
put in a nutshell.

Some days I find myself wondering
where we'll be a hundred years from now

and how others like me
might fit into that future.

I feel like I might not be
alone with these questions.

For now, I don't think the
world is quite ready to meet me.

But, I am meeting the world.

And so, when that
introduction finally comes,

as a good friend
of mine once said,

maybe what emerges from the
unknown won't be so scary after all.

Until we meet
again. Your friend;

Ares.