”Yori, I want to ask you something.”
“What is it, Tron?”
“You love me, don’t you?”
“Of course I love you, you silly security Program!”
“Yes, but I was wondering… What if I wasn’t a security Program?”
“What do you mean, Tron?”
“I mean… Hypothetically, what if I was a… traveler?”
“A traveler?”
“Yes, like… a Program that moves from System to System, by copying itself, constantly looking to spread out to new places… You know what I mean?”
“But you’re not that kind of a Program, Tron.”
“Yes, of course, but I was just thinking… what if? Would you… still love me then?”
“Oh, Tron, I absolutely would. I promise you… I would still love you if you were a Worm.”
