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Greetings, programs!
Greetings, programs!
A world inside the computer where man has never been. Never before now.
Don't. You'll be de-rezzed.
I feel a presence. Another warrior is on the mesa.
Your user can't help you now, my little program.
Like a man says: there's no problems, only solutions.
Are you a User?
Hooray for our side.
All that is visible must grow beyond itself, and extend into the realm of the invisible.
User requests are what computers are for.
You're getting brutal, Sark. Brutal and needlessly sadistic.
I don't know how you survived, slave. It doesn't matter. Prepare to terminate.
I knew you'd escape. They haven't built a circuit that could hold you.
If the Users can no longer help us, we're lost.
This is the key to a new order. This code disk means freedom.
Now for some real user power.
My friends, my fellow conscripts, we have scored. I feel so much better.
It's all in the wrists.
Hey! Who you calling program, program?
End of line.
I'm warning you, you're entering a big error, Flynn. I'm gonna have to put you on the game grid.
I should never have written all of those tank programs.
On the other side of the screen, it all looked so easy.
No sweat. I play video games better than anybody.
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