01x08 - as*ault on Questworld

[bunniefuu]

[YAK GRUNTING]

Ah.

[GRUNTS]

It's colder than the north end
of a southbound moose out there.

CHOI LI:
Dr. Quest? Race Bannon?

We've been waiting for you.

We've been waiting for you
to start our supper.

I hope yak will be satisfactory.
Gentlemen.

But, Choi Li,
I thought yak were endangered.

This high in the Himalayas,
we are all endangered.

These yaks are domesticated,
of course.

Tell that to the yak
I rode in on.

Though I must admit,
that smells pretty good.

Benton, Race, it's good to see
you again.

And you, Presade.
It's been a long time.

Only if you perceive time
as a line, Benton.

I prefer to view it
as a series of now points.

Heck of a location you chose,
Presade.

Ha, ha. I didn't want
to disappoint you, Race.

It isn't often
that we get together

to compare notes
on our recent adventures.

Above all people, Presade,
you know that phenomenology

is a little more than simple
adventuring.

[GASPS]

[BEEPING]

Well, it looks like the
satellite's overhead.

Time to check in with Jonny.

Jonny, do you read me?
Do you read me, Jonny?

Your signal's pretty weak, Pop.
I can barely hear you.

QUEST: It's a nasty storm.
We'll contact you in 36 hours.

No problem.

Don't worry about the three
of us. Everything's cool.

SURD: Did you hear it, Lorenzo?

Everything's cool?

SURD: No. The sound
of opportunity knocking.

JESSIE: Hadji's pulse rate's
returning to normal.

He's leaving the astroplane.

Come on, Hadji, tell us what's
it's like out there.

The astroplane? The mind
is everywhere and nowhere.

It is empty of thought,
good or wicked.

There is no trace
of self-awareness.

You simply float.

Yeah, great, okay.
But what's it look like?

It is impossible to describe
the indescribable.

Nothing's impossible, Hadj.

There are only possibilities
waiting to be discovered.

You sound more like
Hadji every day.

I'm talking about Questworld,
Jess.

We'll use the Questworld system
to tap into Hadji's brain waves.

Then the Questworld screens
will show us

Hadji's view of the astroplane.

You are downloading my brain
into Questworld?

I am dumbfounded.

JESSIE: Questworld, log on.
Subject: Hadji.

JONNY: Okay, Hadj,
the ball's in your court.

[BEEPING]

It's working. Fantastic. Hadji's
mind is driving the system.

No wonder he couldn't
describe it.

RACE: No offense, Presade,
but this yak meat is tougher

than my 30-year-old combat boot.

I'll take that as a compliment,
Race.

By the way, Benton, why did you
wish to meet three weeks earlier

than we had previously
scheduled?

What are you talking about,
Presade?

You sent me a message
changing the dates.

Not so. You sent me an e-mail

requesting that we make it for
this month instead of next.

QUEST: I sent no such
communiqué.

RACE: Hold on now.

If neither of you changed
the dates, then who did?

SURD: Julia, verify the weather
patterns over the Himalayas

and positions of communication
satellites.

If my calculations were correct,
and I'm sure they were

Quest and Bannon
will be completely isolated

in those godforsaken mountains.

Hmm? That's strange.

I'm picking up a unique energy
pattern in Questworld.

Very similar
to alpha brain waves.

Certainly worth investigating.

Dr. Surd? We're three miles off
from the Quest compound.

SURD: Well, then you know
what to do, captain.

Questworld, log on.
Subject: Jeremiah Surd.

-Whoa, something's not right.
-It looks downright evil.

SURD: Ha, ha.

JONNY: We better get Hadji
out of there.

Time to come back, Hadji.
Hadji? Hadji?

JONNY: His heart rate's down,
Jess.

We better check his brain-wave
activity.

JESSIE: Right.
He's in deep alpha state.

Wait. Someone's hacked
the Questworld system.

Someone's still downloading
from Hadji's mind.

[SURD LAUGHING]

It's Jeremiah Surd.
Power up to Questworld, Jess.

JESSIE: But--

No buts. Hadji's gonna
lose his mind literally

if we don't do something now.

Questworld, log on.
Subject: Jonny Quest. Countdown.

COMPUTER: Six, five, four,
three, two, one.

JONNY: We didn't program
any of this.

[SURD LAUGHING]

Activate force shield.

What have you done with Hadji?

SURD: Ah. Poor little Hadji.

Just look at him.

His brain slowly frying
away to nothing.

Of course,
I could stop the process.

But there's a price, right?

How astute.

I want your father and Race
Bannon here in five minutes

or little Hadji will be
on the menu tomorrow

as the vegetable du jour.

But I-- Wait, wait.

I've grown tired of you.
Jonny Quest, logging off.

SURD: Everything is going
as planned.

With my disposal of their
fathers in the Himalayas

little Jonny and Jessie
will have no choice.

As soon as they both
enter Questworld

the Quest compound
will be ours for the taking.

We are ready to move in as soon
as you give the word, Jeremiah.

But I don't get it, boss.
What's the big deal?

What do they got that we need?

SURD: I don't expect you
to comprehend, Lorenzo.

Your mind is as childlike
as the Quests'.

They have no concept
of the powers of Questworld

and are therefore unworthy
of its possession.

Once you and Julia destroy their
equipment and files

I can lock them
out of Questworld forever

leaving me the undisputed
controller of cyberspace.

Now we're really up a creek.

Yeah, but we still
have a paddle, Jess.

Two, actually. Our dads.

They're on the other
side of the planet.

No. Questworld
is its own reality.

Why can't we just
impersonate them?

Because there
are just two of us.

And we've always
had one golden rule.

There has to be someone
on the outside to monitor us.

It's all or nothing.

You're right.
The rule's changed, hasn't it?

JULIA: Let's move it.
Give me a hand here.

[GRUNTING]

Release it. Drop it in.

Surd, Julia here.
We are underway.

SURD: And so am I.

Questworld, log on.
Subject: Jeremiah Surd.

We're running out of time.
Surd only gave us five minutes.

Tell me news, not history, Jess.

Quest compound.

Defense systems up and running
with one addition.

I call it a Surd protector.

Questworld, log on.

Subjects: Jonny Quest and Jessie
Bannon. Going hot.

COMPUTER: Three, two, one.

JONNY: We'll synthesize Race
and Dad's voices.

Surd will never
know the difference.

SURD: Welcome to my playground,
gentlemen.

I'm so glad you could attend
my little barbecue.

JONNY [AS QUEST]:
Something tells me

we better get out of here.

Let's move.

There it is, the Quest compound.

And with those kids
locked into Questworld

everything is ours
for the taking.

JESSIE [AS RACE]: Let's move,
Jonny.

SURD: Wait for me.

JESSIE [AS RACE]:
Heads up.

[SURD LAUGHING]

SURD: Where are you?

JESSIE [AS RACE]:
This doesn't look good.

This doesn't look good.

Remember the Surd protector
I programmed earlier?

SURD:
No. No!

Where did he go?

Well, it can't be this easy.

[SURD LAUGHING]

QUEST: William,
it's good to see you again.

Madam Fournier,
would you care to begin?

William, I believe
you have identified

a mysterious emanation
at the mouth of the Zambezi.

You're quite right,
Madam Fournier.

But it would be more
correct for us to wait

for Mr. Presade
before we proceed.

JONNY: We didn't program
any of this.

Wait.

SURD: Slowly frying
away to nothing.

[SCREAMING]

SURD: Welcome to my playground,
gentlemen.

JONNY: Wait.

SURD: Vegetable du jour
in five minutes.

[GASPS]

Presade

notwithstanding the fact that
we're all phenomenologists

you look as if you've
seen a ghost.

Perhaps I have, Benton.
I was meditating.

I saw your son, Jonny, Jessie
and your young assistant, Hadji

in terrible danger.

JULIA: Dr. Quest, such crude
security systems you have.

You two secure the barn.
You're with me, Lorenzo.

LORENZO: Let's do it.

JULIA: Put on your goggles,
Lorenzo, and watch your step.

QUEST: Jonny. Come in, Jonny.
Do you read me? Come in.

No signal whatsoever.

The weather must be blanking
all current satellite feeds.

Mercury 7 is due over
in six hours.

That's the most powerful
communication satellite

in orbit.

PRESADE: Any break
in the weather?

If anything, it's getting worse.

We gotta communicate
with them somehow.

Communication exists
on many levels.

COMPUTER: Warning.

Primary Quest compound security
systems have been breached.

Warning.

Primary Quest compound security
systems have been breached.

I repeat.

Primary Quest compound security
systems have been breached.

JESSIE [AS RACE]:
We gotta log off, Jonny.
But we can't give up on Hadji.

Then we've gotta split up.
I'll go check out the compound.

Jessie Bannon logging out
of Questworld. Terminate.

Terminate. Terminate.

We're trapped.

SURD: Really?

I have, of course,
overridden your verbal commands

Jonny Quest and Jessie Bannon.

You knew it was us all along?

I know your fathers
are in the Himalayas

because I sent them there
three weeks early.

And now that Julia and Lorenzo

have control
of the Quest compound

this little game is over.

PRESADE: Hadji. Hadji.
Your friends are in danger,
Hadji.

Wake up.

[GASPS]

Jessie? Jonny?

Jessie. Ow!

BOTH: Aah!

[BOTH SCREAMING]

COMPUTER: Compound security
systems breached.

What?

COMPUTER: I am not kidding.

Primary security systems
have been breached.

[BOTH SCREAMING]

-You did it.
-I did?

[GROWLING]

JONNY: Hadji,
you reactivate the security
systems.

Jess and I can get
into the main house

through the kitchen. Come on.

LORENZO: Aw, blast it.

Cool it, Lorenzo.

There's supposed to be no one
here except the punks

and they're stuck in Questworld,
remember?

What the--?

[GRUNTS]

[COUGHING]

[JONNY SCREAMS]

You, freeze or die.

[GASPS]

So tell me, chiquita,
where's your little friend?

JONNY:
Right behind you, chiquita

with your little friend's
g*n c*ck

safety off and ready to rock.

Gracias.

-See, I'm not too hot on g*ns.
-You little punk.

I, on the other hand,
don't have a problem with them.

It's all a matter of how
you use them, isn't it?

JULIA: You're making a big
mistake. You're way over your
heads.

[BOTH GASP]

[g*ns c*ck]

JULIA: Get him.

[SHOUTS]

[GROWLING THEN BARKING]

[g*nsh*t]

[SCREAMING]

Discretion is the better part
of valor, Lorenzo.

-Jonny, are you okay?
-Yeah, I'm fine.

But when Dad sees this mess,
he's gonna have a fit.

I think Mrs.
Evans calls it a conniption.

SURD [OVER RADIO]:
Julia, Lorenzo. Progress report,
please.

The number you have dialed is
temporarily out of service.

-Please hang up and call later.
-Ha, ha.

JONNY [OVER PHONE]:
You were snowed in, huh? Sounds
scary.

No, what was scary
was my friend Presade's visions

of you three in danger.
Are you sure you're okay?

Everything at the Quest
compound's alright?

Uh, yeah, everything's fine.
No problems here, Dad.

I have the feeling he's not
being entirely truthful.

Heck, Benton,
you don't have to be

a phenomenologist to know that.

Jonny, it is said, when a man
lies he kills a part of himself.

It's not a lie, Hadj.
It's a protective fib.

Besides, someone
has to shelter my dad

from the harsh realities
of life.