Everyone else screams, why doesn't he? He's Tron. Tron. You haven't said a word. I'm starting to think you don't like me anymore. – What have you done to them?
– Who? Oh, our team. Um, it's just Clu's latest project. He calls it uh… Repurposing. How many have you repurposed? Under your command, everyone. You are Flynn's last soldier, old friend. If I'm next, then get it over with already. No. Repurposing is crude, leaves little
of the personality intact.
I'd rather you join Clu willingly. – Never.
– Are you blind? By overthrowing Flynn,
Clu will bring order to the Grid! Only through perfection
can all programs be truly liberated! You're delusional, Dyson. Clu didn't improve your face. He made you harder to look at. I didn't want to do this, but you forced my hand. I am going to show you what it's like… to be imperfect. Take him to the throne ship. Oh, God… You have been repurposed in the rest of free army! Together, we will cleanse the Grid from imperfection.
Together, we will wipe out the agents of terror! How? Goodbye, old friend..