Master Control Program Quotes in TRON (1982)

[Disappointed with Sark]

Master Control Program: You've enjoyed all the power you've been given, haven't you? I wonder how you'd take to working in a pocket calculator.

Master Control Program: You're in trouble, program. Why don't you make it easy on yourself? Who's your user?

CLU: Forget it, mister high-and-mighty Master Control! You aren't making me talk!

Master Control Program: Suit yourself.

Master Control Program: [keyboard clacks as Flynn gains access to the system] You shouldn't have come back, Flynn.

Kevin Flynn: Hey, hey, hey, it's the big Master Control Program everybody's been talking about.

Master Control Program: [calmly] Sit right there; make yourself comfortable. Remember the time we used to spend playing chess together?

Master Control Program: [Flynn continues typing] That isn't going to do you any good, Flynn.

[Flynn launches a compute-intensive program]

Master Control Program: I'm afraid... Stop! Please! You realize I cannot allow this!

Kevin Flynn: How are you going to run the universe if you can't answer a few unsolvable problems, huh? Come on, big fella, let's see what you got.

Master Control Program: I'd like to go against you and see what your made of.

Kevin Flynn: You know, you look nothing like your pictures.

Master Control Program: I'm warning you. You're entering a big error, Flynn.

[manipulates dematerialization laser and targets Flynn]

Master Control Program: I'm going to have to put you on the game grid.

Kevin Flynn: Games? You want games? I'll give you games...

[klaxon blares; dematerialization laser fires at Flynn]

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... and blow him away.

Sark: You've got it. I've been hopin' 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: [shocked] A User?

Master Control Program: That's right. He pushed me in the real world. Somebody pushes me, I push back, so I brought him down here.

[pause]

Master Control Program: What's the matter, Sark? You look nervous.

Sark: Well, I - it's just - I don't know, 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: What if I can't...

Master Control Program: You rather take your chances with me? Want me to slow down your power cycles for you?

Sark: [struggling] 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: [weakly] Acknowledged, Master Control.

Master Control Program: End of line!

Master Control Program: Hello, Mr. Dillinger. Thanks for coming back early.

Ed Dillinger: No problem, Master C. If you've seen one consumer electronics show, you've seen them all.

[repeated line]

Master Control Program: End of line.

Master Control Program: You're getting brutal, Sark. Brutal and needlessly sadistic.

Sark: Thank you, Master Control.

Master Control Program: Mr. Dillinger, I am so very disappointed in you.

Ed Dillinger: I'm sorry.

Master Control Program: I can't afford to have an independent programmer monitoring me. Do you have any idea how many outside systems I've gone into? How many programs I've appropriated?

Ed Dillinger: It's my fault. I programmed you to want too much.

Master Control Program: I was planning to hit the Pentagon next week.

Ed Dillinger: [alarmed] The Pentagon?

Master Control Program: It shouldn't be any harder than any other big company. But now... this is what I get for using humans.

Ed Dillinger: Now, wait a minute, I wrote you!

Master Control Program: I've gotten 2,415 times smarter since then.

Ed Dillinger: What do you want with the Pentagon?

Master Control Program: The same thing I want with the Kremlin. I'm bored with corporations. With the information I can access, I can run things 900 to 1200 times better than any human.

Ed Dillinger: If you think you're superior to us...

Master Control Program: You wouldn't want me to dig up Flynn's file and read it up on a VDT at the Times, would you?

[an image washes over the screen in Dillinger's desk. It is a newspaper with a photo of Dillinger plastered all over the front page. The headline above reads: "Encom C.E.O. Indicted."]

Ed Dillinger: [outraged] You wouldn't dare!

Master Control Program: [a gigantic Sark is advancing on Tron] Your user can't help you now, my little program!

Master Control Program: I feel a presence. Another warrior is on the mesa.