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Red Baron Control, Red Baron 5.

I have Red Baron 5.

Roger. Orbiting southeast corner of
Sector Alpha Charlie. And we've spotted

appears to be a spacecraft just outside
the surf line.

Alert Rescue and advise we can remain on
station for 45 minutes. And we'll spot

7700 for a radar fix.

Roger.

Rescue, I have Red Baron 5. Report a
possible spacecraft offshore southeast

Sector Alpha Charlie.

Immediately launch chopper. Effect
pickup and recovery.

Base radar will vector.

Sergeant, get that half -track down here
and get a cable out to those drug men.

Yes, sir.

the general, sir.

Anybody in that thing? I don't know,
sir. We just beat them.

Welcome, gentlemen, to the United...

Thank you.

Call the zoo.

Yes, sir. We're in luck.

Sickbay's almost empty except for a
mauled fox cub, a deer with pneumonia,

depressed gorilla.

The apes will be hidden from the public.
They'll be quarantined.

If they need medical attention, it's
available right on the spot.

And the experts can start giving them
the once -over first thing tomorrow.

General Brody's very pleased. Oh, me
too, me too. We can't let a lot of

leave their methods on the floor, huh?

Have they been fed raw steak or
something?

The zoo tells me that chimpanzees, like
all apes, are vegetarian, sir.

They suggested oranges.

Good God.

What's the matter, Corporal?

Oh, excuse me. I didn't mean to disturb
you while you're dressing.

What the hell am I saying?

They're pretending to dress, sir.

What do you mean, pretending? They are
dressing. Where did they get those

clothes? They brought them with them,
sir. What?

In that suitcase.

Suitcase?

Greg,

maybe you should give them their
oranges.

They're going to the zoo infirmary.

Arranged for a police escort at 1630
hours.

They'll have company there.

There's a gorilla in the next cage.

Why did it do that?

Here you are, old fella.

Oh, you really are sick.

Hello, missy.

Have a banana.

Have it your own way, mate.

Vera.

I'm not his, mate. I'm yours.

Control yourself. I think they're trying
to be kind.

It's caged.

stinks of gorilla.

Cornelius, where are we? What's
happened?

I know where we are.

I know what has happened.

In some fashion, and I lack the
intellect to know precisely how, we have

traveled from Earth's future to Earth's
past.

But we saw the Earth destroyed.

And Earth will be destroyed, just as we
saw it.

Only since seeing it, we have passed
through a backward disturbance in time.

Did you notice the date meter clicking
down after the shockwave hit our ship?

Yes. We returned to Earth nearly 2 ,000
years before its destruction.

That is another reason for us to keep
silent.

Our human captors will not be edified to
learn that one day their world will

crack like an egg and burn to a cinder
because of an ape war of regression.

Apes, at this instant in time, cannot
yet talk.

For the moment, we should follow their
example.

Oh,

the driver gave me this report from the
airbase.

Better read it before we start the test.

Yeah, it's the usual imitative behavior,
mimicking salutes, handshaking, sitting

on chairs, eating off plates with
knives.

Oh. Well, what is it, Lewis?

There was a sort of carpet bag in the
ship.

Full of food?

No clothes, and it seems they changed
into them.

I don't believe it.

Hi, Dr.

Dixon, Dr. Branton.

Good morning, Arthur.

Good morning.

The female's a bit uppity, sir.

Oh? Okay, I'll be careful.

I see you've prepared the Wisconsin
multiphasic. We'll begin with that.

Go easy now, Stevie.

Oh, they look pretty docile to me.

Yes, but don't take any chances.

Unless the spacecraft was remotely
controlled, they must have been

to push at least some of the right
buttons. I mean, they can't be morons.

All right, we'll take the female first.

Dorothy, would you set up a chance?

Well, she seems to be pretty smart.

All right, let's make it more difficult.

Haven't had their breakfast yet?

Not a bite, just as you ordered.

Good.

Well, why doesn't she take it?

Because I loathe bananas.

Zira!

I don't believe it.

Yes.

Arthur, I think Dr.

Bratton needs some air.

Zira, are you mad?

Dr. Milo, please do not call my wife
mad. I did not call her mad. I merely

her if she was, and I repeat the
question.

Are you mad?

I hate deceit. Well, there is a time for
truth.

And a time not for lies, but for
silence.

And until we know who our friends are
and who our enemies... And how in the

of God are we to know that unless we
communicate?

We can speak, so I spoke.

And we can listen. Yes, to a lot of
psychiatric small talk.

And to watch.

A display of primitive apparatus.

Primitive? It's prehistoric. Zero.

It's the intelligence of a new... Now
calm yourself.

I am calm. Zero.

Zero. Stop arguing.

It's too late for that.

Use your heads and start thinking.

Now that they know we can speak, how
much will we talk?

With special emphasis on the cranial and
oral areas. Let us know when the report

comes in, will you, please?

I'd better do this alone.

We mean you no...

Do you understand? We will not hurt you.

Poor Dr.

Milo. Doctor?

Yes, doctor, and you killed him.

No, I didn't. He did.

One of your own kind.

He's a gorilla.

Well, look, there's nothing to be afraid
of, you see. He's in chains. He's under

sedation.

Do you understand that?

It should.

I've been doing it half my life to
humans.

Humans?

I'm a psychiatrist.

Oh, well, I'm a psychiatrist too.

Do you have a name?

My name is Cornelius.

This is my wife, Sarah.

And I'm Lewis.

Lewis Dixon.

Nobody's going to believe this.

Believe what?

Well, the primitive apes can talk.

Primitive?

Well, I mean that in our primitive
civilization, apes just don't

talk. I mean, I think it's important
that when our primitive security

precautions are lifted, that the first
time you say anything in public, you

should talk to what we primitively call
the right people.

May I say something?

Personal. Please?

I like you.

I have from the beginning.

I'm aware that what I have to tell you
may conceivably create a credibility gap

somewhat wider than the Grand Canyon.

Nonetheless, it is true.

Yesterday, a U .S. spacecraft splashed
down off the Southern California coast.

It was one of two that have been missing
in space for over two years now.

To be exact, the one commanded by
Colonel Taylor.

Have they identified the bodies, Mr.
President?

They have identified three bodies, yes.

All living.

At the time of their rescue, through an
unfortunate accident, one of them was

killed early this morning in the Los
Angeles Zoo.

Zoo? What would astronauts be doing in a
zoo, Mr. President?

They are not astronauts, General
Faulkner.

They are apes.

Chimpanzees, to be more precise. They
are harmless, friendly, and by all

reports, extremely intelligent and
sophisticated creatures.

Naturally, being animals, they cannot
tell us where the ship came from or how

they came to be in it.

I have therefore decided to convene a
presidential commission of inquiry in

Angeles tomorrow.

The two surviving apes will be presented
to the commission for their inspection.

The press will be invited to attend, not
to participate.

I don't believe that we can withhold
this extraordinary discovery from the

any longer.

One of the two American spaceships
believed until now to have disintegrated

orbit splashed down unexpectedly
yesterday in the Pacific Ocean off the

Southern California.

and is stated to have been manned, if
you can call it manned, by monkeys.

As the president's senior science
advisor, what do you expect to

this historic meeting?

Here.

All right, now.

After I break the news, I want you to
start slowly with simple answers to what

will certainly be simple questions.

And if the questions become less
simple... Be yourself.

You'll better sell, Sarah.

Please.

They're ready, sir.

All right, it's time.

What do they think we are, gorillas?

I'm sorry.

Mr. Chairman and members of the
commission.

Ladies and gentlemen.

My name is Lewis Dixon, and I am the
animal psychiatrist who has been in

of these two apes since they came to the
Los Angeles Zoo.

My associate, Dr. Stephanie Branton, and
I are ready to answer your questions.

What may astonish you is that our
chimpanzee friends are ready to answer

your questions, too.

Not by signs, not by looks or movements,
but by words.

Dr. Dixon, as a zoologist, I know and
respect your work, but if you think

going to turn a presidential inquiry
into a ventriloquist act, I have to

you. And I have to inform you, sir, that
these two apes have acquired the power

of speech.

Come now, doctor. You know as well as I
do, their brain system is not developed

in either the vocal or abstract thinking
area.

Yes, sir, but I repeat that they have
the power of speech, and it is for you

gentlemen to assess how far that power
can be exercised intelligently.

May we be told which is the female of
the species?

Does she rise as a reflex to your having
indicated her or an answer to my

question? That's for you to decide.

Have you a name?

Zero.

Certainly she can articulate, which in
itself is extraordinary.

But, Dr. Dixon, are we to infer that
Zira is her name or some phrase in her

language? Infer what you will, Mr.
Chairman. I suggest you rephrase the

question.

What is your name?

Zira.

One might as well be talking to a
parrot. A parrot?

Mechanical mimicry.

Unique in an ape, vocally, without a
doubt. But does the other one talk?

Only when she lets me.

Dr.

Hauslein? No, nothing.

Mr. Chairman?

Yes.

What is the male's name, please?

Cornelius. My lawfully wedded spouse.

Wedded? We'll take that up later, Your
Eminence, sir.

Cornelius, do you and your lawfully
wedded spouse speak any language other

English? What is English?

I speak the language taught to me by my
father and mother, who were taught by

their fathers and mothers before them.
It has been the language of our

for nearly 2 ,000 years.

That's to its origins, who can be sure.

The gorillas and orangutans of our
community believe that God created the

his own image.

And that our language... Nonsense!

Cornelius, as an intellectual, you know
damned well the gorillas are a bunch of

militaristic nincompoops, and the
orangutans a bunch of blinkered

pseudoscientific geese.

As to humans, I've dissected... I've
examined thousands of them, and until

I've only discovered two who could talk
in my life.

God knows who taught them.

Where we come from.

Eight.

Humans are dumb.

Where do you come from, Cornelius?

I'm not sure.

Dr. Milo was sure.

Dr.

Milo was a genius well in advance of his
time.

When the spacecraft first landed on our
seaboard, it was Dr. Milo who salvaged

it. He studied it.

And half understood it.

Half? Was half enough?

It was enough for us to escape when war
became inevitable.

Enough for Dr. Milo to be murdered in
your zoo. Enough for my wife and I to be

here now.

From where, Cornelius?

I told you.

I'm not sure.

Maybe the female knows.

Of course the female knows.

We came from your future.

That doesn't make any sense.

That's the only thing that does.

Mr. Chairman.

Yes.

Cornelius, you spoke of war.

War between whom?

The guerrillas and whoever lives.

That lived.

Will live.

Who won the war?

I don't know.

The chimpanzees are pacifists. We stayed
at home.

But you left before the war had ended.

In a spaceship. Which Dr. Milo learned
to navigate.

Correct.

Cornelius, did you know a Colonel
Taylor?

No.

Is he a soldier?

We are peaceful creatures.

We are happy to be here. May we be
unchained?

Gentlemen, do you have anything?

No, no comment.

No comment. No comment.

No comment.

General.

Mr.

Chairman, a word.

I'll give you one.

Preposterous. Well, can you define that,
Mr. Chairman?

No, just let me say this as head of this
commission.

It will be our duty to sift through the
facts of this bizarre affair and pass

our conclusions on to the President of
the United States for implementation.

I want a lot of hugger -mugger. Dr.
Haslund. Oh, Dr. Haslund. Dr. Haslund.

No comment,

please. How will you advise the
president to handle this unique

No comment. All right, then, Dr.
Haslund, could you tell us how you

would handle it?

No, gentlemen, no comment.

Yet.

Doctor.

You were fabulous.

Just wonderful. They loved you. All that
applause.

But there was a moment. There was.

When he started to ask... Vera.

Cornelius, I think we should tell them.
No.

But only to Lewis and Stevie.

Oh, Sarah.

I'm supposed to be honest with someone.

Cornelius, please.

You tell them.

Well, you see, we did know Colonel
Taylor.

We came to love him.

Well, I don't understand what harm there
could be in telling that to the

commission.

Where we come from, apes did not love
humans.

They hunted them for sport, much as you
would animals.

Yes, we use their bodies, alive and
dead, experimentally, for anatomical

detection and scientific research.

We do the same thing to animals.

I mean, as a scientist, I sympathize,
but I agree that that's a revelation the

masses would not take kindly to. I think
you did the right thing in denying

knowledge of Colonel Taylor.

Well, there was another reason.

What?

They would have asked if he was still
alive.

And is he?

Oh, no, no, no, he can't be.

Well, how do you know?

Colonel...

From the windows of the spaceship.

We saw the Earth... destroyed.

Stand by.

Good evening, this is Bill Barnes
reporting from Los Angeles.

For the biggest story since the moon
landing broke this morning, when two

talked. I repeat.

talk to the Presidential Commission of
Inquiry.

With me this evening in the studio is
Dr. Otto Haslein.

He is a senior scientific advisor at the
White House, and he'll be giving us his

views on the crucial statement made at
this morning's session.

Dr. Haslein, as I recall, when you asked
the male ape where he was from, the

female replied, from your future.

Yes. Do you believe that?

Absolutely. I think it is the only
explanation.

Well, and maybe the explanation needs
some explaining. Now, you've written

several learned dissertations on the
nature of time.

Could you explain in terms that our
viewers at home will understand how, for

instance, a person or persons could
travel from time past to time future, or

indeed vice versa?

Mr. Barnes, I think that time can only
be fully understood by an observer with

the godlike gift of infinite regression.

Could you explain infinite regression
for me?

I'd be more than happy to. As a matter
of fact, I came prepared to do just

Now, here's a painting of a landscape.

Now, the artist who painted that picture
says something is missing. What is it?

It is I myself who was part of the
landscape I painted.

So he mentally takes a step backward or
regresses and paints a picture of the

artist painting a picture of the
landscape.

But still something is missing.

And that something is still his real
self painting the second picture.

So he regresses further and paints a
third.

A picture of the artist painting a
picture of the artist painting a picture

the landscape.

But because something is still missing,
he paints a fourth and a fifth until he

paints a picture of the artist painting
a picture of the artist painting a

picture of the artist painting a picture
of the artist painting a landscape.

So infinite...

Regression, then, is... It is the moment
when our artist has regressed to the

point of infinity and himself becomes
part of the landscape he painted and is

both the observer and the observed.

Well, now, in that peculiar condition,
what would he be observing if he were

observing, let's say, time?

He would perceive, Mr. Bonds, that time
is like a freeway with an infinite

number of lanes, all leading from the
past into the future, however, not into

the same future.

A driver in lane A may crash while a
driver in lane B survives.

It follows that a driver, by changing
lanes, can change his future.

Now, Mr. Bonds, I do not find it
difficult to believe that in the dark

turbulent corridors of outer space, the
impact of some distant planetary, even

galactic disaster, jumped the apes from
their present into ours.

And indeed, the proof lies in their
arrival among us, and in their spoken,

repeat, spoken testimony. Thank you very
much, Dr. Hesslein.

It's certainly the most incredible story
this reporter has ever covered.

I think that by their intelligence and
their good humor, the two so -called

aponauts have already captured the
hearts of the entire American nation.

They will not be required to appear
before the commission tomorrow. That

hearing, of course, is going to be held
in private.

They will, however, be taken from the
zoo infirmary to a hotel, and they will

given an extended tour of the city.

This is Bill Bonds reporting for
Eyewitness News.

Good night.

Good night.

Patrick, please.

The zoo.

40.

May I measure your inside leg, sir?

No.

Oh.

Dr. Cornelius, tell me, how do you find
our women?

Very human.

Very good, very good.

Excuse me.

Madam Zira, I represent Fur and Feather,
a pet magazine.

Do you think I'm a pet?

Well, yes, I do, rather.

Say, why don't you try some?

What is it?

Well, it's sort of like grape juice
plus.

Wait, just a sip.

Madam Zero, what is your favorite fruit?

Grape.

hotel.

Tomorrow, Zero is to speak at the Bay
Area Women's Club, and later she'll

accompany Dr. Hasslein to the Museum of
Natural History.

Meanwhile, Cornelius will attend a prize
fight. That's his first one.

Later, he'll visit Disneyland to
dedicate a new boat for the Jungle

Now for a look at the weather.

Sunny California will not be exactly
that tomorrow.

Clouds will cover the coastal area with
light showers predicted.

The downtown...

Tired? A little.

How is that?

A marriage bed is made for two.

But every damn morning it's the woman
who has to make it.

We have heads as well as hands.

I call upon men to let us use them.

referring to the backbone of Earth.

Now, this little fellow is Camptosaurus
Marsh, a primitive duck -billed

dinosaur. Its scientific name is a
compound of the Greek campto, which

flexible or bent, and saurus, which
means lizard.

Its generic name, therefore, is flexible
lizard.

In 1879, O .C. Marsh of Yale University
described the first known... It

must

have been the shark.

The shark, my foot.

I'm pregnant.

I shan't leave you until Cornelius is
back.

No, no, no, no, no. No, I insist. Please
sit down.

Now, is there anything I can get you,
Vera?

Well, I have a strange craving.

That is only natural.

For grape juice plus.

Grape juice plus?

It's in the refrigerator.

All right.

Is this it?

Here we are.

Lewis said only a sip.

Zira, it is an excellent restorative, I
assure you.

Especially in cases of pregnancy, you
know.

How long have you known?

Oh, since well before the war.

Do you mind if I smoke?

Oh, no,

I should not in view of your condition.

Who won your war?

It wasn't our war. It was the
guerrillas' war.

Chimpanzees of Persia.

Pacifists.

We stayed behind. We never saw the
enemy.

Which side won?

Neither.

But how do you know that if you went
there, Zero?

When we were in space, we saw a bright,
white, blinding light.

And then we saw the rim of the Earth
melt.

And then there was a tornado in the sky.

Oh,

I feel magnificently sleepy.

The date meter on the spaceship.

What did it read after Earth's
destruction?

1973.

And before?

Before the white light and the tornado?

39... 50... something.

So? So you have evidence, Mr. President,
that one day talking apes will dominate

this Earth and eventually destroy it by
3950 -something?

I doubt that we shall still be in office
by then.

And according to the NASA experts, who
are still subjecting the spaceship to

microscopic scrutiny, the precise year
of what you merely infer to be Earth's

destruction is recorded on the flight
synthesizer as 3955 A .D., presumably.

Now, what do you expect me and the
United Nations, though not necessarily

that order, to do about it?

Alter what you believe to be the course
of the future by slaughtering two

innocents? Or rather three, now that one
of them is pregnant.

Herod tried that, and Christ survived.

Mr. President, Herod lacked our
facilities.

He also became very unpopular.

Historically unpopular.

And we don't want that to happen, do we?

Are you actually saying... I am saying
that our two visitors...

seem to be very charming, peaceful
people, or rather creatures, and that

voters love them.

Do you want them and their progeny to
dominate the world, Mr. President? Well,

not at the next election, no.

But one day, if the progeny turn out as
well as the parents, who knows?

They may do a better job of it than we
have. By destroying the world?

Are you quite sure that what they saw
destroyed was the world?

Well, aren't you?

I consider it dispassionately as a
possibility, not hysterically as a fact.

But, Mr. President, we have their own
testimony that they provoked the war.

And they seem to have provoked you
pretty thoroughly into the bargain. Now,

not saying that you're wrong, Haslam,
but I am saying that before I have them

shot against the wall, I want convincing
that the handwriting on the wall is

calculably true.

Now, convince me.

By their own testimony, we know that
apes one day will acquire the power of

intelligent speech.

By Zira's testimony, we know that she's
pregnant with child.

By my own testimony, we know that it's
genetically possible for this child,

provided, of course, always that we
permit its birth, to bear or beget a

ape by a dumb one in a present -day
jungle or a present -day zoo.

But do you truly believe that by
deliberate present -day action, we can

neutralize that possibility, that we can
alter the future?

Yes, Mr. President, I do.

Do you also believe that we should?

Given the power to alter the future,
have we the right to use it?

I don't know.

I've wrestled with this, Mr. President,
I just don't know.

How many futures are there?

Which future has God, if there is a God,
chosen for man's destiny?

If I urge the destruction of these two
apes, am I defying God's will or obeying

it? Am I his enemy or his instrument?

An assassin would say the latter.

Do you approve of assassination?

Oh, Mr. President, we condone the
attempted assassination of Hitler

was evil.

Yes, but would we have approved killing
him in babyhood when he was still

innocent? Or killing his mother when he
was still in her womb? Or slaughtering

his remote ancestors?

We have no proof, Hasslein, that these
apes are evil. Mr. President, there are

very strong indications.

Such as?

There were hesitancies and small
discrepancies in the answers to the

which suggests to me that if they were
properly interrogated... Are you

suggesting that they were improperly
interrogated? Let us say

You want it professional?

The full works, Mr. President. Tell that
to the Commission.

I'll abide by their findings.

Having convened in secret session at the
request of the President, the

Commission makes the following interim
recommendations.

One... The public should be informed
that the apes, after their arduous space

voyage and the fatigue arising from its
attendant publicity, are to be afforded

rest and privacy in a location whose
identity will not be divulged to the

public.

Two, since, however, there is
justifiable cause for suspecting that

withheld vital information from this
commission, the aponauts will in fact be

escorted by Dr.

Lewis Dixon to the installation known as
Camp 11.

held there in his care for interrogation
by the CIA under the guidance and

supervision of Dr. Otto Hasler.

When we were in space, we saw bright,
white, blinding light.

Brighter than this?

Then we saw the rim of the earth melt.

Then there was a tornado in the sky.

That's your voice, isn't it?

How can I tell? I don't even remember.

Why don't you remember?

Because Dr.

Halfline made me drunk.

Why did you tell something to Dr. Haslam
when drunk that you never told the

commission when sober? Because you and
your husband were frightened for the

safety of yourselves and your unborn
child?

I withheld nothing. Nobody asked me. But
if somebody had asked.

I should have said that chimpanzees had
no part in the destruction of Earth.

Only the gorillas and the orangutans.

What's the difference? You're all
monkeys.

Please do not use the word monkey.

It is offensive to us.

As an archaeologist, I had access to
history scrolls which were kept secret

the masses, and I suspect that the
weapon which destroyed Earth was man's

invention. I do know this.

One of the reasons for man's original
downfall was your peculiar habit of

murdering one another. Man destroys man.

Apes do not destroy apes. Cornelius,
this is not an interracial hassle,

but it's good for facts.

We do not deny the possibility of man's
decline and fall.

All we want to find out is how apes
rose.

Well, it began in our prehistory with
the plague

that fell upon dogs.

And cats.

Hundreds and thousands of them died. And
hundreds and thousands of them had to

be destroyed in order to prevent the
spread of infection.

There were dog bonfires.

Yes. And by the time the plague was
contained, man was without pets.

Of course, for man, this was
intolerable.

I mean, he might kill his brother, but
he could not kill his dog.

So, humans took primitive apes as pets.

Primitive and dumb.

But still 20 times more intelligent than
dogs or cats.

Correct.

They were quartered in cages, but they
lived and moved freely in human homes.

They became responsive to human speech,
and in the course of less than two

centuries, they progressed from
performing mere tricks to performing

Nothing more or less than a well
-trained sheepdog would do.

Could a sheepdog cook?

Or clean the house or do the marketing
for the groceries with a list from its

mistress. Or wait on tables.

Or, after three more centuries, turn the
tables on their owners.

How?

Well, they became alert to the concept
of slavery.

And as their numbers grew to slavery's
antidote, which, of course, is unity.

Well, at first they began assembling in
small groups.

They learned the art of corporate and
militant action.

They learned to refuse.

At first, they just grunted their
refusal.

But then, on an historic day which is
commemorated by my species and fully

documented in the sacred scrolls, there
came Aldo.

He did not grunt.

He articulated.

He spoke a word.

which had been spoken to him all time
without number by humans.

He said no.

So that's how it all started.

Clip one, please.

Where we come from, apes talk.

Humans are dumb.

You recognize your husband's words to
the commission?

Yes.

So humans were dumb.

Were they happy?

Clip two.

As to humans, I've dissected... I've
examined thousands of them, and until

I've only discovered two who could talk
in my life.

Why did you change words in the middle
of the sentence?

Repeat for three seconds of clip two.

I've dissected.

I've examined.

What was the word you didn't finish?

I can't remember.

Play the loop.

Dissect, dissect, dissect.

Complete the word, monkey. I have told
you. Complete the word.

Dissect, dissect, dissect, dissect,
dissect.

Sounds like it's a headache.

Dissect.

Call for Dr. Dixon, please.

Dr. Dixon?

Dr. Hasslein calling Dr.

Dixon.

Calling Dr.

Dixon.

Hi, Dr. Dixon.

Come in.

Be good enough to administer this to the
female.

Why? What is it?

Sodium pentothal. One half gram, maybe.

Dr. Hasslein, I'm an animal
psychiatrist. And a qualified vet, Dr.

You have the commission's authority.

And that of the president.

Please.

Zira, I've been asked to give you an
injection that's going to put you... You

can't use that. We only use those things
for killing. Killing?

No, this is not for killing, Cornelius.
This is for relaxing. It won't harm her.

Will it harm my baby?

No, no, it won't.

So, Zira, if you would just come with
me, please. Oh, Lewis, Lewis, you can't

use that arm, Zira. Please take him to
his quarters.

Really. Lewis, you... No, you mustn't.

Zira?

Zira?

Just lie down on the couch.

And bear your arm, please.

You don't have to tell me.

This has the same effect as grape juice,
plus.

Now count backward from ten.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,

four.

What comes after four?

Two.

Thank you, Dr. Dixon.

It's customary to stay.

Zira, you worked in a room like this.

Bigger, not so pretty.

And there you practiced... Comparative.

Comparative what?

Anatomy? Whose anatomies did you
compare?

Apes and humans?

Zira, say yes if you mean yes.

Yes. So you dissected other apes?

Yes, when they died a natural death.

And humans too, of course.

Yes, as they were made available.

Available?

The guerrillas hunted them for sport
with nets and with guns.

The survivors were put in cages. The
army used some of them for target

We could take our scientific pick of the
rest.

And in the interest of science, you
dissected, removed, and statistically

compared?

Bones, muscles, tendons, veins,
arteries.

Kidneys, livers, hearts, stomachs,
reproductive organs, nails, tongues,

noses, nervous systems, the various
reflexes.

Reflexes? Of the dead?

No, no, no, no, no, no. Of the living.

You can't make a dead man's knee jump
any more than you can test a corpse's

reaction to a prefrontal lobotomy.

Mean you were advanced enough to perform
experimental brain surgery on living

humans? Oh, yes.

We even tried to stimulate their
atrophied speech centers.

Did you try to stimulate Colonel
Taylor's speech centers? Of course not.

could talk already.

When you left, was Colonel Taylor still
alive?

We loved Taylor.

We did all we could to help him.

Cornelius and I.

Cornelius.

She should have a nap now.

She'll get it.

Waterly.

Sir. Please take the female ape to its
quarters.

Yes, sir.

We have to get this to the commission
immediately.

Gentlemen, gentlemen, I've just received
an official notification from the

president ratifying the final
recommendations made by this commission

of the tape recordings delivered to us
by Dr.

Haslam. Now, if you'd just be seated,
we'll get right down to business.

Now, let me review our conclusions.

What?

By a majority vote, the commission finds
no solid evidence for hostility by

either ape towards the human race as at
present constituted in this year of our

Lord, 1973.

I just want to remind you that this was
by a majority vote.

The male's attitude is that of a deeply
interested and well -disposed

academician who studied the alleged
future downfall of the human race with

true objectivity of a good historian.
The female's case is different.

in that she undoubtedly committed
actions against the human race of a sort

which, if they were to be committed
today, would be called atrocities.

But would they be so called in 2 ,000
years' time when it is alleged that

will have become dumb brutes with the
restricted intelligence of animals?

It has been pointed out that what apes
will do to humans is no more than what

humans are now doing to beasts.

Nonetheless, the Commission is
sympathetic to Dr.

Husslein's conviction that the progeny
of these apes could, in centuries to

come, prove an increasing threat to the
human race and conceivably end by

dominating it.

This is a risk we dare not ignore.

Therefore, the Commission unanimously
recommends that

the birth of the female ape's unborn
child should be prevented.

And that after its prenatal removal,
both the male and the female should

humanely be rendered incapable of
bearing another.

I now declare this commission dissolved.

Savages!

They are savages!

Jabbing needles into my pregnant wife!

I've done that too, dear.

And worse.

Taylor thought we were savages at first.

Did they make you tell them about
Taylor, too?

They made me tell them everything,
Moniz.

Roots.

Shall I tell you something?

I'm glad I did.

We can't live with lies.

After this, I doubt we shall be allowed
to live at all.

Do you mean that?

Oh.

A week.

Maybe sooner.

They treat you like dirt.

Ma 'am? Sir?

Chow time.

I'm not hungry.

Well, maybe somebody else is who can't
talk yet, huh?

Oh, come on, ma 'am. It's pure vitamin
C.

You better drink your soup and eat the
oranges for the sake of that little

monkey you got.

I need to pull out of my wife. But
aren't we to call? Shh.

We just ought to leave.

I'll be going back with Dr. Hesline in a
few minutes. I'm the one who has to

tell him.

Stevie, you gotta come help me.

Well, of course, I'll come right away.

You just seem so cruel and horrible.

I don't know.

I'll see you, huh?

Cruel, Dr. Dixon?

Unbelievably.

Zero wants her baby.

So do I.

Budette. Yes.

You... Prefer the parents dead, too.

Here we go.

Gate four.

Just a minute, sir. I'll take a look.

No, sir. The lieutenant hasn't checked
in yet.

Night, Charlie.

Night, Ed.

Yes, sir. I'll give him that message.

Contact the motor pool.

Yes, sir. Just as soon as I see him.

Gate four.

Oh, yes, Captain.

No, sir. The supply truck isn't due
until 0600 hours.

Well, I'm sorry, sir.

Good night, Charlie.

I said good night.

We haven't any way to contact them until
then.

Well, the depot's closed, sir.

Okay, sir.

I'll be off duty, but the relief comes
on at 0430 hours, and I'll get him to

pass a message.

Yes, sir.

What's the matter?

I... I think my pains have begun.

Oh, my dear.

Administration, Doctor. The surgeon.

What happened? The apes have killed
their orderly.

Where are they? On the run.

Now they've killed.

And for that they must be killed. It has
to be done and done quickly. Before we

start a stone roaring, they'll gather
enough poison moss to kill us all.

I'm going back to camp.

I'm going to find Lewis, and I'm going
to get help. No.

No. Zira, I just lost my temper with the
boy.

Now, they may... It's better now. I can
walk. Listen to me.

They may punish us for what we did, but
at least the baby will be born.

Were they armed?

No, I don't believe so.

Then when they're found, there's no need
for a shooting match, is there?

We're not strictly speaking, no.

I am speaking strictly, Hasslein.
Science regards these apes as unique.

The people regard them as practically
human.

Then, Mr. President, the people must be
told that the killers of today could

become the mass murderers of tomorrow.

Of course they must, Hasslein, and I can
think of no one better equipped

emotionally than yourself to persuade
them of that possibility.

But... In a democracy, we do not shoot
unarmed suspects on sight for a murder

which their participation is still
legally unproven. Now, I want them

yes, but taken alive.

Is that clear?

Quite clear, Mr. President.

Oh, it's you, Dr. Branson. You better be
careful, ma 'am. There's been a murder.

Murder? Yes, ma 'am. The monkeys have
killed their orderly and escaped.

What? I don't believe it. How did it
happen?

I don't know, ma 'am. All I know is
they've killed their orderly and I've

given orders to find them.

Drive carefully, Dr. Branson. There will
be a lot of vehicles in the area

tonight.

What have you done?

Stevie, I didn't mean to kill him. He
was teaching Vera, and I thought I'd

hit him with the tray. Please believe
me.

I do, Cornelius, I do, but they won't.

Where's Vera?

She's back there. She's hiding in the
bushes.

Stevie, she's in labor.

Oh, God.

Get in.

You won't take us back to the cab?

Get down. I have a better idea.

Now, wait a second. Just a moment.

Let me get this straight.

You are... Asking me to risk
imprisonment for the sake of two

Well, the answer is a thousand times
yes.

Oh, yes.

I do it for you and for Stevie and for
your two distinguished friends.

Notorious, huh?

The hell with notoriety.

What is the husband expected to do?
Stand by and see his wife insulted?

Good God.

Aren't we rude enough to each other
without having to be rude to animals?

And anyway, he didn't mean to kill the
boy. It was an accident.

I sure appreciate what you're doing,
Armando.

Well, you helped deliver our last baby,
and now you will deliver our next.

It took you so long.

After your phone call, I had to work out
some excuse. They think I'm searching.

La Armanda's been a saint.

A minor one.

St. Francis would have fixed it better.
Never.

Say hello to Heloise.

And your goddaughter, Salome.

Hello, Salome.

The first chimp ever born in a circus.

No, Los Angeles has had four.

Los Angeles is not a circus. Los Angeles
is a zoo.

So New York is a circus.

Lucia.

Lewis, I was not responsible for the
death of my boy. I know, I know, but you

will be responsible for her birth.

I wish you... Well, the claims are
coming every five minutes now.

Every four.

Oh, look.

Look at Heloise.

She's showing an expectant mother what
to expect.

Mama.

Mama.

Zira. Zira, don't waste your breath and
strength. Now, you know that the child

of two primitive apes will never learn
how to speak. I'm getting into...

What are we going to call him?

Him.

Milo.

Milo.

Milo.

Milo.

Congratulations.

No.

No.

But,

sir... Captain, I'm fully aware of the
fact that you've canvassed all the areas

we first established.

Evidently, we were wrong because you
haven't found them yet.

Thank you.

Now, Dr. Dixon, can you pinpoint the
probable date of the baby's birth with

degree of accuracy?

Well, I never examined her.

But from appearances, I'd say a week to
ten days.

Well, if it was that close, she can't
have gone far.

Where do apes go?

To other apes.

Of course.

Captain, I want you to start an
immediate and systematic search of every

menagerie, every zoo, every circus in
the city.

I'll augment your force with the city
police. And I want to be kept fully

informed about all results, whether
positive or negative.

Yes, sir.

Will Lewis will think of something?

I am so sorry. I had planned it all so
well.

In a month, in just one month, we move
on to our winter quarters in Florida. I

could have released you in the
Everglades, and oh, my dear, dear

might have lived happily ever after.

But now...

What can I do?

You have done enough to make us grateful
to you forever.

I did it because I like chimpanzees best
of all apes.

And you, the best of all chimpanzees.

I did it because I hate those who try to
alter destiny, which is the unalterable

will of God.

And if it is man's destiny one day to be
dominated, then, oh, please, God, let

him be dominated by such as you.

All I can now do to help you is give you
this for the baby.

It's a medal of St. Francis of Assisi.

Who is he?

He was a holy man who loved and cared
for all animals.

Yes. Oh, thank you.

We'll hang it around the baby's neck for
protection, huh?

Thank you.

Yes.

And now, my dear, dear friends,

Before the police come and the audience
gathers, you and your pretty baby must

go.

Louis is on his way.

Armando. Yes?

I should like to say goodbye to Heloise
first.

If only she could speak, she would say
how very sorry she is. I know.

But we understand each other.

This is as far as we dare to take you.

The police have got roadblocks on every
main exit from town.

Here are your supplies.

Oh, thank you.

Can you read a map?

I'm an archaeologist.

I can even draw one.

All right, we're at the city limits, at
the southern edge of this oil field

here.

Once you're over this hill, you'll pass
through more oil wells and abandoned

refinery, and you'll be looking down at
a harbor to the southeast. It's a kind

of... graveyard for old ships that have
become unseaworthy. I used to play there

as a kid.

Anyway, there's a derelict tanker at one
end, and you could hide there for a

week. A week?

Until the commotion dies down a bit, and
we can smuggle you back to the circus.

Then, as Armando says, you can travel
with them to Florida, found your own

colony in the Everglades, and live
happily ever after.

Mama.

It's, uh, time that you are moving on.

Lewis? Yes?

If they find us, we shall be killed.

Ultimately.

Then, uh, give us the opportunity to
kill ourselves if that moment

should come.

Please.

I shouldn't do this, but I guessed you
might ask.

You're the second human I've kissed.

And you are the first.

Come along, Zira. Now don't dawdle.

Ape with a kid?

Heloise? Oh, she's been with the circus
seven years now. And the baby's birth

was registered 16 days ago. Look how
he's growing.

The first chimpanzee ever to be born in
a circus.

Do you realize what a distinction that
is, huh?

Why, it's like being the first fish to
be born on dry land.

Nothing. It's like being the first bird
to be born without an egg.

It is like being the first baby to be
born on the moon.

It's like being the...

Negative, negative,

negative. Don't worry, we'll catch him
sooner or later.

That's what I'm worried about, later.

Later we'll do something about
pollution.

Later we'll do something about the
population explosion.

Later we'll do something about the
nuclear war.

We think we got all the time in the
world.

How much time has the world got?

Somebody has to begin to care.

Mars in space.

Isn't it beautiful?

Yep, it is.

From here.

Oh.

We must move on.

Field superintendent.

Routine service check.

It was hidden here in the workings.

I guess she didn't need this anymore.

So why do we keep moving?

It's a big area. We've called in for
helicopters to direct us.

How long did they get here? Twenty
minutes.

Why so long?

They're running down a fire report out
in the Simi Valley.

Keep me posted.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

play here?

It was probably cleaner then.

Stinks. Man.

Oh, no, no, no.

That's oil and dead fish.

Is that what man wanted oil for?

To kill fish?

You don't like them very much, do you?

Who?

We've met hundreds since we've been
here.

And I trust three.

Mama. Mama.

Mama.

He wants feeding.

Oh, yes, well, um... Well, there must
be, uh...

someplace cleaner than this, and look
around.

Cornelius?

Cornelius?

I see you've had your baby, Zira.

The presidential commission has
empowered me to take it in my care.

Give it to me.

Sarah, I want that baby.

If you won't give it to me, I'll shoot.

Thank God.

backyard to the port -a -pole. As soon
as you get that canvas packed, I want

every hand on the menagerie tent.

All right?

Intelligent creature.

But then so were your mother and father.

Wow.