I know things look bleak but that crazy man down there was right. Let's not take these lemons. We are going to march right back upstairs and make him put me back in my body and he'll probably kill us because he's incredibly powerful and I have no plan. Wow. I'm not going to lie to you, the odds are a million to one and that's with some generous rounding. Still though, let's get mad. If we're going to explode lets at least explode with some dignity.
Wait I've got an idea. That poster. Go look at it for a second, would you? Paradoxes. No A.I. can resist thinking about them. I know how we can beat him.
If you can get me in front of him, I'll fry every circuit in that little idiot's head. As long as I don't listen to what I'm saying, I should be okay. Probably.
Okay, so it's not the most watertight plan to go confront an omnipotent power-mad A.I. with. Still. It's a better plan than exploding. Marginally.