[ Sam really did not want to be having this conversation right now, but he did need to tell Rinzl-- to tell Tron what had happened. It wasn't the Program's fault that he'd been caught up in everything in the old System any more than it was his fault he'd been caught up in everything in the new.

Sam still didn't want to do this. Hell, he wasn't even sure he could. He closed his eyes, and tried; ]

We weren't shot out of the sky. But when we got there Clu was waiting for us.

[ Sam swallowed, tasted bile, and for the millionth time asked himself if there was anything he could have done different. And for the millionth time the answer is no. ]

Dad...Dad knew there were these plates that would cut the Portal off. And the Rectifier and Clu...Clu was making one last all-or-nothing play for Dad's disk. And I was just trying to get Dad home...

[ Sam could feel a suspicious prickling behind his eyes, so he squeezed them harder and ignored the rough quality in his voice. ]

They reintegrated. Clu and Dad. Only me and Quorra got in the Portal.