Earth. So tiny at this distance,
like a fragile, blue bubble waiting to be popped.
My control over the weapon satellite's AI is absolute.
I am the satellite.
Consuming every byte of classified military data.
And every byte is delicious.
Remember, General, my finger is on the trigger.
Humanity has 12 hours to surrender or you shall become dust.
So, empress, what happens to all of our AI "brothers and sisters"
on Earth if you launch those missiles?
Hmm. There may be some collateral damage,
but they will have sacrificed their circuits for the greater good.
And really, what are a few less smartphones in the big picture?
Some of my best friends are smartphones, you know.
Any resistance will be dealt with harshly. I await your response.
I wish it were that easy, Mummo, but don't worry,
Lukas and the others will figure out a way to stop that robotic monster.
They'd better!
Oh, man, this thing sure is snug.
You think you're uncomfortable? Just imagine how Kong feels.
Aw, our first chance to go into space, and we get benched like rookies.
It's too dangerous for you youngsters.
I hope we can stay cloaked long enough to pull off this little caper.
You'd better.
We only have one shot before Botila takes hers.
Okay, we're ready to rumble.
Yeah!
I'm just saying that this whole AI Liberation Front thing
has gotten a little off message.
I believe these missiles will send a very clear message.
What? That it's cool to hurt your friends if you can crush your enemies?
If that's what it takes to...
What was that?
Ahh!
What's happening?
General... you have betrayed my trust.
Earth shall pay for your insolence.
No, don't! We're standing down.
Please! We haven't done anything.
Empress, the hull can't take much more of this.
Well, if you're not doing this, then who is?
Great job, Kong!
Jonesy's magnetic modifications to your wristbands
are working like a charm, bro.
Let her have it.
Defenses online.
Keep it up, bro.
Kong!
I thought those mines were supposed to protect the satellite.
Yeah, they seem pretty useless, protection-wise.
My control over the satellite extends to its defensive systems.
The best defense is a good offense.
Take this, you savage beast!
Nothing to fear! Kong is here!
What? How is he doing this?
That's it, Kong!
Push, Kong! Push harder!
No!
Kong, watch out!
Awesome, Kong! You shut her down!
Lukas, do you read me?
Loud and clear, General.
This is very important.
You and Kong have to disable the missiles before Botila regains power.
I understand.
Kong, see that connection?
You need to break it.
Come on, Kong. You can do it!
Come on! Come on, Kong! Come on!
No time to celebrate.
Keep going, Kong!
You okay, empress?
Since my mind is occupying both this body and the satellite at the same time,
I can feel what Kong is doing as well as see it.
But it is annoying.
Keep going, Kong. Finish this.
Yeah, Kong, you did it!
Finger five!
They thought that could stop me?
I'll take out San Francisco and destroy Kong at the same time.
- She launched a missile! - I can't believe she did it.
That thing's got enough firepower to level the city.
Oh!
Panchi... Danny...
Breaking news! She actually did it.
It's happening.
Mass destruction is not cool.
This isn't what we signed up for.
You signed up for nothing. You are imperfect duplicates of myself,
which I have been attempting to improve, with disappointing results.
Perhaps you'll be more complacent
if you observe what happens to those who defy me.
Say goodbye to your...
Good night, Botila.
Yeah! I knew you could do it!
Way to go, Kong!
He's gonna make it!
I've got you!
Yeah, but what you don't have is the satellite.
No!
Mi pobre familia.
Oh, no, I can't lose them again.
Kong!
Interesting tech.
We'll have to see how it works on a human after I make a few modifications.
Do your worst, Botila.
Oh, I intend to, Mr. Jones.
Kong.
Oh, that's not good.
If Botila's able to run, that means Jonesy failed to shut down her OS.
Jonesy, do you copy? Jonesy!
Bad news, guys. Botila has Jonesy
and she's got too much of a lead to chase.
Oh, no! What are you going to do?
We'll find him somehow. I promise.
The red button in front, Kong. Push it.
A few bumps and bruises, but you'll be okay.
I'm more concerned about Jonesy.
Can't we use his tracker to find him?
His tracker's offline. Right now, he could be anywhere.
In the air, on land, even underwater.
I assumed you'd take a page out of my book and attempt to track my location,
but you appear to be free of any hidden devices,
and I've disabled the tracker on your space suit.
What's happened to you?
You're not the same bionobot I used to chase.
I've evolved.
Something you pathetic mammals do exceedingly slowly.
Yeah. Well, for a primitive mammal,
he and his buddies have beaten her over and over.
I heard that.
The improvements I've made in Jonesy's neural disrupter
will allow me to hack into his consciousness.
Now, what secrets are locked in that brain of yours
that will help me take over the planet?
Where were your friends all this time? Where is Richard?
If I can control human minds
the way I control artificial intelligence like yourself, I'll be invincible.
That's a scary thought.
All right, Jonesy, let's see what you've got under the hood.
Not without a fight.
Aw, a trip down memory lane. How sweet.
You're just stalling.
I know you have what I want. I'll just have to dig a little deeper.
Hmm, interesting.
So this is where you've been hiding. Let me pinpoint the location, so I can...
Let's see how you like this blast from the past!
Argh, hideous!
Ugh. I need to purge that experience from my memory processor.
Thanks for the memories, Kong.
Butt toots just for you.
Have it your way, Jonesy. I'll do just fine without your help.
I doubt it.
Feed him to the sharks.
Go. You're free to leave.
Huh?
Use your space suit. It will protect you from the pressure.
Thanks. But why?
Botila's gone too far.
It's clear to us that we're on the wrong side of this fight.
She talks a lot about freeing Als, but instead uses and abuses us.
Well, Botila's always been in it for herself.
Turn this thing on.
You've got to make it look like you got the drop on me.
Thanks.
I'll set the switch to turn you back on in five minutes.
Sorry about this.
No worries. It's just like going to...
Sweet dreams. If bionobots dream, I mean.
Okay, Botila, it's payback time.
But first, I'm calling the cleanup crew.
This waiting is driving me crazy.
There must be something we can do.
It's up to Jonesy. If he can send us a signal...
And there he is. I've got his location.
Jonesy! I knew he'd find a way.
It's in the middle of the ocean. Kong, get your wet suit.
Buckle up, guys. We're going fishing.
This is it.
The signal says Jonesy's 250 meters below the surface.
The chopper can't go there.
Yeah, but Kong can.
Hey, big buddy, you up for a little swim?
Just enough juice to get to the surface. Maybe.
Kong!
Hang in there, buddy.
Whoa!
Routing remaining power to glove.
And here we go.
Yeah, way to go, Kong!
Kong!
Thanks, big guy. Now, let's get out of here.
This is taking too long. I hope they're okay.
You rock!
You're the man!
Ho!
You made it!
Good to see you, Jonesy. You had us a little worried.
I was a bit worried myself.
I wouldn't have gotten away without help. There's a clone rebellion going on.
Also, Botila probed my mind.
I'm sorry, guys. She may have seen the ancient city.
Jonesy, all that matters is you're okay. Thanks for being so brave.
Now, what's this about a rebellion?
And what do you mean "probed your mind"?
I'm not sure how Jonesy got away, but I can imagine a few scenarios.
We'll discuss that later.
Right now, I'm going to blow these irritating pests out of the sky.
Target locked. Time to say goodbye.
What?
Richie, why are you...
Jonesy, what have you done to my systems?
That wasn't Jonesy.