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Let's go again.
Tron eases his apprentice into the role of a hero...
Zed, this is an N-com 786 first gen lightbike.
While Mara's role at the garage gets unexpected notice.
Well, it's nice to see someone's got an appreciation
for older technology.
Meanwhile, Beck keeps his identity a secret...
How did you become the Renegade?
All right, Tron... I hope this works.
Uh! I... this isn't my tank.
Sorry for the mix-up. Carry on.
Okay, you got me.
Attention. Perimeter breach in Level 3.
You wouldn't leave without saying goodbye, would you?
- So much for a quiet exit. - How about a quiet death, instead?
After him!
Fire!
S01E12 - We Both Know How This Ends
- What's going on?! - Huh.
Hmm. Apparently I'm getting the hang of this.
No respect.
If the second shift thinks I'm gonna come in and clean up after them...
- Mara. - Able!
I... ahem. I didn't hear you come in.
I need to take care of some business
I should have taken care of a long time ago.
- Have Beck or Zed come in yet? - N-no. Not yet.
But... I will let them know you're looking for them.
There's no time. I'm already late.
You're in charge.
- Me? - What other choice do I have?
It's gonna be a slow day, so you shouldn't have any trouble.
Well, she's all yours, Mara.
- I won't let you down! - I know you won't.
So then, this one program who's
been listening this whole time goes,
"ya know, that's not energy you've been drinking."
- Ha ha ha ha! - Ha ha ha!
- Wait. I don't get it. - What do you mean you don't get it?
You're late.
- Both of you. - So? Did Able say something?
No. But he left a list of things that need to get done
- while he's gone. - Able's gone?
- Where'd he go? - That's not important.
You don't know, do you?
Uh, what I do know is that he left me in charge.
So can I count on you to help me out?
- Of course. - What do you need us to do?
Well... the lift has been acting up.
Done. When we're finished, it'll be as good as new.
- Thanks, guys. - Give me a break, Zed.
What do you know about a transport lift?
Nothing. Which explains how I broke it in the first place.
Grid bugs.
So finally the one program goes,
"ya know, that's not energy you've been drinking." huh?
- I don't get it. - I don't get it.
- See? - What do you mean you don't get it?
Maybe you're telling it wrong.
Well, that was quick.
Yeah, about the lift... Zed, tell her.
Nothing to tell. It seemed to work just fine when we tried it, so...
You haven't fixed it, have you?
- We were just about to start. - Start?!
See? I told you she'd be upset!
Hey, Mara, we could really use some time off this afternoon?
- If that's okay. - Is the chopper done?
Not all of it, but we'll finish it when we get back.
Besides, we can't do anything until someone gets that lift working.
- It... - Hmm.
Fine. But don't take too long.
- Thanks, Mara. - You're the best!
Uh, don't you both have work to do?
You just gave Dash and Copper...
Dash and Copper didn't break the lift. Yeah. I know it was you.
Oh, fine.
But only because I like you. Uh...
As a friend. You're my friend. I mean, uh...
Huh? What's that, Dash?
Come on. We got plenty of time before Able gets back.
Everything will get done. Don't worry.
Watch out!
Okay, now you can worry.
Can I help you?
My tanks have been sabotaged by that perfidious provocateur the Renegade.
I need them repaired immediately. The damage is extensive.
But I'm sure you don't need me to tell you that.
Nice one, Renegade. Real nice.
- If you want to wait for Able... - What I want is for you to do your job.
General Tesler needs these tanks fully operational.
- No problem. - For your sake, I hope not.
I'll be back for them before the end of your shift.
And if they're not completed by the time I return, well,
there are far worse punishments than the games, I can assure you.
Such a shame...
Reliable mechanics are so hard to come by.
What's the diagnosis?
The damaged code is constantly mutating.
- Its design makes it irreversible. - Irreversible. Genius.
So what's the plan?
We need to open up these tanks and examine the code.
One-by-one. Maybe isolate the problem before it spreads?
- How long will that take? - I don't know, but it's our best option.
It'll be faster if we work together, figure this out as a team.
There's no time.
Everyone! Take a tank. Divide and conquer.
We can reconstruct the code from scratch.
What do you think you're doing? Able put me in charge.
And that decision is gonna get us all derezzed.
Easy Dash. It's not her fault.
Able couldn't have known this would happen.
Well, it happened. And I'm not gonna get sent to the games
for someone else's mistake. Anyone who doesn't want to end up in
a million little pieces, come with me!
Look, we can do this if we all just work together, and...
This isn't the way Able would have wanted!
Ohh. Thanks for your vote of confidence back there.
Uh, does anyone know if this is normal?
Uh, help! Uh...
Hey, watch out! You crazy?!
Sorry. Sorry.
Whew. It's okay. I got it under control.
Who's doing that?!
Shut that thing down before you destroy the whole...
Great. No, no. No.
No, no, no, no!!!
Hello, Able.
Here. For your healing chamber.
This should buy you more time.
Tell me, why did you really call me here?
Because I want you to stop.
- I know about Beck. - Beck's training is essential.
To what end? What's your grand plan?
If you have one at all.
Argon needs to be shown that they're capable of fighting back.
Even if Beck is derezzed in the process?
- He knows the stakes. - We all know the stakes!
But only one of us seems concerned about the consequences.
Beck is not ready for this! And you know it!
We both know how this ends.
Not like that!
I am gonna get everyone sent to the games.
I just wanted to prove to Able that I could handle this.
We know you did. It's not your fault Link blew a hole through the chopper.
Or that Zed dumped a tank into the sea.
- What did you say? - Zed dumping the tank into the sea?
Oh, like you're so perfect?
- Link! I need your help. - You do?
- You do?
Your tank, you got it to fire. How?
I don't know. It was an accident.
Show me. Show me exactly what you did.
I can't keep helping you like this...
Not if you continue to involve Beck.
You can't... or you won't?
I won't watch him become another one of your mistakes!
You're leaving me no choice.
You've always had a choice... you're just not making the right one.
Not me, dummy! Grid bugs!
There's too many of them!
- Are you thinking what I'm thinking? - Let's get this over with!
Next time we meet... I choose the location.
- There. Just like before. - That's why your tank fired.
You accidentally triggered a fail-safe which unlocks the original code.
If we can isolate that, we can duplicate it, and... there.
D-did it work?
How much time do we have?
Not enough. There are too many tanks.
We'll get them done. Beck and I can start on the others...
Beck?
All right, Renegade. You got us into this mess...
Hey! Where are you going?
Don't worry. I'm gonna take care of this.
Maybe I can recruit some extra mechanics. In the meantime...
Oh, no. Not a chance. Your antics may have worked with Able,
but not with me, and certainly not now.
I'm in charge, and I will get these tanks fixed.
So if I were you, I would spend less time trying to avoid work,
and more time trying to not get sent to the games.
- Am I clear? - Crystal.
Good. Now get back out there.
Everyone! Listen up.
I know today has been hard.
And I know a lot of it is my fault.
I kept trying to make everyone happy, and be a friend,
when you needed me to be a leader.
But I won't let you suffer for my mistake.
If we don't finish, I'll take full responsibility
and will go to the games in place of all of you.
But if we work together, that won't happen.
You know how to reverse what the Renegade did?
Tell us what you need us to do.
The Coliseum's about to get much more crowded.
I'm feeling rather generous, so I'll give you all a choice:
You can either be derezzed right now,
or wait till the games. Ha ha! Up to you!
Your tanks are ready, Pavel, as instructed.
- Fully operational. - We'll see about that.
Well, well. These tanks do look tip-top...
except for the one that's missing!
I gave you twelve tanks to repair, but I only see eleven!
So I'll ask again. Be derezzed now, or at the games?
Sorry!
Last minute polish.
Looks like we've got what we need. Let's move out.
I truly loathe this place.
How did you...
Remember that lift that I allegedly broke?
Well, I may have allegedly fixed it.
You don't mind returning it for me, do you?
- Return it to who? - I think you know.
Well, I see the garage is still standing.
I take it everything went smoothly?
- Hmm, nothing out of the ordinary. - That's a relief.
From the looks of things, I made the right decision with you.
Uh, I... I thought you said you didn't have a choice.
I didn't. I knew you could handle it.
My first and only choice. I'm glad I was right.
Me too.