Planet of the Apes

CORNELIUS: Seal the cave?

ZAIUS: That's correct. And you will both stand trial for heresy.

CORNELIUS: A doll alone proves nothing. True. But the doll was found beside the jawbone of a man -- and no trace of simian fossils has turned up in this deposit.

ZAIUS: Your conclusion is premature. Have you forgotten your Scripture? The Thirteenth Scroll? 'And Proteus brought the upright beast into the garden, and chained him to a tree, and the children made sport of him.'

CORNELIUS: No sir, I haven't forgotten.

ZAIUS: Well? For a time the ancients kept humans as household pets. Until the Lawgiver proved that man could not be tamed. Keep digging Cornelius. You'll find evidence of the master of this house: an ape.

CORNELIUS: Indeed, the very fact that these tools are unknown to us could suggest a culture in certain ways almost equal to our own. Some of the evidence is uncontestable ...

ZAIUS: Don't speak to me in absolutes. The evidence is contestable.

CORNELIUS: I apologize.

ZAIUS: To begin with, your methods of dating the past are crude, to say the least. There are geologists on my staff who would laugh at your speculations.

ZAIUS: I ask you to reconsider the rash course you've taken. If you're convicted of heresy, the most you'll get is two years. But if you persist in pointing guns in my direction, you'll hang for high treason.

CORNELIUS: We've never meant to be treasonable, sir. But up there, in the face of that Cliff, is a vast cave -- and in that cave a fabulous treasure of fossils and artifacts.

ZAIUS: I've seen some of your fossils and artifacts. They're worthless.

CORNELIUS: How did you know we'd come here?

ZAIUS: It wasn't difficult. Only an apostate or a lunatic would flee to the Forbidden Zone. I see you brought along the female of your species. I didn't realize a man could be monogamous.

ZAIUS: He exceeded his orders. His travel permit was promptly revoked.

CORNELIUS: Yes, sir, so it was -- thanks to you. But not before I discovered evidence of a simian culture that existed long before the Sacred Scrolls were written ...

CORNELIUS: Dr. Zaius --

ZAIUS: Did you forget our appointment, Cornelius?

CORNELIUS: Oh., no., sir. I was just assembling my notes.

ZAIUS: You know Dr. Maximus, our Commissioner for Animal Affairs?

CORNELIUS: Certainly, sir. It's a pleasure to see you again.

ZAIUS: Cornelius, if you have a moment today, I'd like to discuss this expedition of yours in more detail.

CORNELIUS: Certainly, sir. I'll get my notes and come right over.

CORNELIUS: They can't convict us of that. You proved our innocence. Besides... ... his culture is our culture.

TAYLOR: Good luck then.

CORNELIUS: That was different. We thought you were .... inferior.

TAYLOR: And now you know the truth. Cornelius has beaten you, Doctor. He proved it. Man preceded you here. You owe him your science, your language, whatever knowledge you have.

TAYLOR: Yes. I have to agree. From all you've found so far, his position's as good as yours.

CORNELIUS: What are you doing there?

TAYLOR: Reconstructing a life. Care to have a look?

CORNELIUS: Taylor, I'd rather you -

TAYLOR: No. You saved me from this fanatic. Maybe I can pay you back.

TAYLOR: If there's any shooting, Dr. Zaius, you'll be the first to die. Depend on it.

CORNELIUS: Taylor, you're not in command here. Put down that gun.

TAYLOR: Shut up.

TAYLOR: When are you going to show me what's in the cave?

CORNELIUS: Right now, if you like.

TAYLOR: You've never told me why this region's called the Forbidden Zone.

CORNELIUS: No one really knows. It's an ancient taboo. Set forth in the Sacred Scrolls. The Lawgiver pronounced the area deadly.

TAYLOR: Where does the river lead?

CORNELIUS: It empties into a sea some miles from here. That's where the cave is.

TAYLOR: Nothing much. The remnants of a life raft. Maybe a small flag. The emblem of my countrymen.

CORNELIUS: Sorry, Taylor. The terrain around that lake is poisonous. There is no fresh water, no vegetation. Nothing.

TAYLOR: I know ... Nevertheless, I thank you for saving us. You'll be in trouble for going there.

CORNELIUS: To the diggings I worked at a year ago. It's a three day ride across the eastern desert, near where you claim you landed from that planet of yours.

TAYLOR: You still don't believe me, do you?

CORNELIUS: It's a long detour to Dead Lake. What would we find?

CORNELIUS: As you wish.

TAYLOR: Zaius seems to think there might be another jungle beyond the Forbidden Zone. That's what we'll try for. What about you?

CORNELIUS: Well, Taylor -- we're all fugitives now.

TAYLOR: Do you have any weapons?

CORNELIUS: The best. But we won't need them.

TAYLOR: Just the same, I want one.

ZIRA: We'd better get started. If the mounted police pick up our trail, they'll come this far at least.

CORNELIUS: Right. Let's put the water and provisions in the wagon.

CORNELIUS: How did it go?

ZIRA: There was one bad moment -- some hunters stopped us.

ZIRA: A toy. It floats on the air. Try it.

CORNELIUS: Zira....

ZIRA: 'I am not a missing link.'

CORNELIUS: Because if he is a missing link, it means the Sacred Scrolls aren't worth their parchment.

ZIRA: Well, maybe they're not.

CORNELIUS: No, thank you'. I won't get into that battle.

ZIRA: Oh, Cornelius, show some strength!

CORNELIUS: Zira, listen to me. We've got a fine future ahead of us. Marriage. Stimulating careers. I'm up for a raise --

ZIRA: Cornelius has developed a brilliant hypothesis -

CORNELIUS: It's probably wrong --

ZIRA: -- that the ape evolved from a lower order of primate, possibly man. In his trip to the Forbidden Zone he discovered traces of a culture older than recorded time -

CORNELIUS: The evidence was very meager --

ZIRA: You didn't think so then.

CORNELIUS: That was before Dr. Zaius and half the Academy said the idea was heresy.

ZIRA: How can scientific truth be heresy? What if Taylor is exactly the proof you needed? A mutation. A missing link between the unevolved primate and the ape -

ZIRA: 'Then how do you account for me?,

CORNELIUS: I don't. And I'm not going to try.

ZIRA: But what about your theory? The existence of someone like Taylor might prove it.

CORNELIUS: Zira, are you trying to get my head cut off?

ZIRA: Don't be foolish. If it's true, they'll have to accept it.

CORNELIUS: No, they won't -

ZIRA: Cornelius, why do you insist on provoking him?

CORNELIUS: No creature can survive in that part of the Forbidden Zone. I've been there. I've seen it.

CORNELIUS: Flight is a scientific impossibility.

ZIRA: And even if it weren't, why fly? Where would it get you?

ZIRA: 'Dodge was killed in the hunt. What happened to Landon?' I don't know.

CORNELIUS: And they fell out of the sky with you?

CORNELIUS: Now, just a minute --

ZIRA: Oh, Cornelius, be quiet.

CORNELIUS: It's a stunt. Humans don't write.

ZIRA: Dear, you're a scientist. Don't you believe your own eyes?

CORNELIUS: Where did you learn to do this?

ZIRA: Look -- she remembers.

CORNELIUS: Remembers what?

ZIRA: The blood transfusion.

CORNELIUS: Zira, come on. You know they can't -- Oh oh. Here comes Number One.

ZIRA: That's Bright Eyes. The one I was telling you about.

CORNELIUS: What's so special about him?

ZIRA: Watch. Hello, Bright Eyes. How's our throat today?

CORNELIUS: Do you have to work tonight?

ZIRA: No.

CORNELIUS: Neither do I.

TAYLOR: Well, at least they haven't tried to bite us.

DODGE: Blessed are the vegetarians.

DODGE: Where there's one there's another. And another. And another.

TAYLOR: Let's find them all.

DODGE: Taylor -- quit riding him.

TAYLOR: You're more than three hundred light years from your precious planet. Your loved ones have been dead and forgotten for twenty centuries. Even if you could get back, they'd think you were something that fell out of a tree.

DODGE: Which direction?

TAYLOR: That way.

DODGE: Any particular reason?

TAYLOR: None at all.

DODGE: Nothing will grow here .... there's just a trace of hydrocarbons, and most of the nitrogen is locked into nitrates.

TAYLOR: Any sign of dangerous ionization?

DODGE: No.

TAYLOR: Okay. If there's no life here, we've got just seventy-two hours to find it. That's when the groceries run out.

TAYLOR: Got your sensors?

DODGE: Yo!

TAYLOR: Geiger counter?

DODGE: Yo!

TAYLOR: One pistol... twenty-four rounds of ammo. two medical kits.. one camera... one TX9. We've enough food and water for three days.

DODGE: But how long is a day?

TAYLOR: Good question. Landon -- check your communications kit.

GALEN: But the quota system's been abolished! You made it. Why can't I?

ZIRA: What do you mean, made it? I'm an animal psychologist, that's all. We don't have any authority.

GALEN: You do pretty well when it comes to getting space and equipment.

ZIRA: That's because Dr. Zaius realizes our work has value.

GALEN: Hmph.

ZIRA: The foundations of scientific brain surgery are being laid right here - in studies of cerebral function in these animals.

GALEN: They're still dirty. And their bite is septic. Look at that ...

ZIRA: This place is dirty, doctor.

GALEN: These animals are dirty, doctor. They stink, and they carry communicable diseases. Why aren't they cleaned up before they're brought here?

ZIRA: Will he live?

GALEN: I don't know. This beast lost a lot of blood.

ZIRA: Which one was wearing the strange clothes?

GALEN: Him.

HONORIUS: Yes, sir. The State charges Doctors Zira and Cornelius with contempt of this Tribunal, malicious mischief and scientific heresy.

PRESIDENT: Be it so ordered. The Tribunal will examine all the evidence presented here and in due time render a verdict on the proposed indictment and on the disposition of the deviate in question. This hearing is adjourned.

HONORIUS: Objection!

PRESIDENT: Sustained.

HONORIUS: Objection! These remarks are profane and irrelevant.

PRESIDENT: Sustained. Your archeological theories have no bearing on the disposition of this creature.

HONORIUS: That's true, Dr. Zaius. My witnesses -- correction -- my exhibits are on display in the amphitheater.

PRESIDENT: Very well. I suggest we go and look at them.

HONORIUS: He can reason? With the Tribunal's permission, let me expose this hoax by direct examination.

PRESIDENT: Proceed. But don't turn this hearing into a farce.

HONORIUS: There is a conspiracy afoot to undermine the very cornerstone of our Faith

PRESIDENT: Come to the point, Dr. Honorius.

HONORIUS: Directly, Mr. President. This wretched man, the accused, is only a pawn in the conspiracy. We know that he was wounded in the throat at the time of his capture. The State charges that Dr. Zira and a corrupt surgeon named Galen experimented on this wounded animal, tampering with his brain and throat tissues to create a speaking monster ...

PRESIDENT: State your case, Mr. Prosecutor.

HONORIUS: Learned Judges: My case is simple. It is based on our first Article of Faith: that the Almighty created the ape in his own image; that He gave him a soul and a mind; that He set him apart from the beasts of the jungle, and made him the lord of the planet.

HONORIUS: Objection. The accused is indeed a man. Therefore, he has no rights under ape law.

PRESIDENT: Well, Dr. Zira? This is a man, is he not?

HONORIUS: Tell the court, Bright Eyes -- what is the second Article of Faith?

TAYLOR: I admit, I know nothing of your culture.

HONORIUS: Of course he doesn't know our culture - because he cannot think. Tell us why all apes are created equal.

TAYLOR: Some apes, it seems, are more equal than others.

HONORIUS: Ridiculous. That answer is a contradiction in terms. Tell us, Bright Eyes, why do men have no souls? What is the proof that a divine spark exists in the simian brain?

TAYLOR: Show this to the President.

ZIRA: Get me a collar and leash. I'm taking him to the infirmary.

JULIUS: He's vicious, Doctor. Besides, it's against the rules.

ZIRA: Do as I say.

JULIUS: What happened?

ZIRA: Those fools and their torches! Do you have any ointment?

JULIUS: I'll see.

ZIRA: Did you see that? It's remarkable!

JULIUS: Huh?

ZIRA: He's trying to form words.

JULIUS: Well, you know what they say. Human see, human do.

ZIRA: Awww, it still hurts, doesn't it?

JULIUS: See? He keeps pretending he can talk.

JULIUS: You could get hurt doing that, Doctor.

ZIRA: Don't be silly. He's perfectly tame.

JULIUS: Good morning, Dr. Zira.

ZIRA: Good morning, Julius. How's our patient today?

JULIUS: No change. The minute you open the door, he goes into his act.

LANDON: We got off at the wrong stop.

TAYLOR: You're our optimist Look at the bright side. If that's the best there is around here, in six months we'll be running this planet.

TAYLOR: No cigar.

LANDON: Try telling them our names.

LANDON: Can we take a dip?

TAYLOR: Okay.

LANDON: Scarecrows?

TAYLOR: Let's take a look.

LANDON: Okay. You read me well enough. Why can't I read you?

TAYLOR: Don't bother

LANDON: Dodge ... he's not like me at all. But he makes sense. Held walk naked into a live volcano if he thought he could learn something no other man knew. I understand why he's here. But you...You're no seeker. You're negative.

TAYLOR: But I'm not prepared to die.

LANDON: I'd like to know why not. You thought life on Earth was meaningless. You despised people. So what did you do? You ran away.

TAYLOR: Straighten me out on something. Why did you come along at all? You volunteered. Why? I'll tell you. They nominated you for the Big One and you couldn't turn it down. Not without losing your All-American standing

LANDON: Climb off me, will you!

TAYLOR: And the glory, don't forget that. There's a life-sized bronze statue of you somewhere. It's probably turned green by now, and nobody can read the name plate. But never let it be said we forget our heroes.

LANDON: Taylor. I'm telling you --

TAYLOR: Oh, and one last item. Immortality. You wanted to go on forever. Well, you damn near made it. Except for Dodge and me, you've lived longer than anybody. And with Stewart dead, it looks like we're the last of the strain. You got what you wanted, kid. How does it taste?

LANDON: All right --

TAYLOR: There's only one reality left. We're here and it's now. You get ahold of that and hang on tight, or you might as well be dead.

LANDON: I'm prepared to die.

LANDON: If only we could get a fix.

TAYLOR: What would you learn? I've told you where you are and when you are.

TAYLOR: Apart from that, you look pretty chipper for a man who's two thousand and thirty one years old. I read the clocks. They bear out Hasslein's hypothesis. We've been away from Earth for two thousand years, give or take a decade. Still can't accept it, huh?

LANDON: long pause) You know it.

TAYLOR: Because time has wiped out everyone and everything you cared for -- they're dust.

LANDON: Prove it. If we can't get back, it's still just a theory.

TAYLOR: It's a fact, Landon. Buy it. You'll sleep better.

TAYLOR: Landon! Join the expedition.

LANDON: Sorry... I was thinking of Stewart. What d'you suppose happened?

TAYLOR: Air leak. Died in her sleep.

LANDON: You don't seem very cut up about it.

TAYLOR: It's a little late for a wake. She's been dead nearly a year.

LANDON: Then we've been away from Earth for eighteen months.

TAYLOR: By our time. You've turned gray.

LANDON: Well? Where are we? Have any notion, skipper?

TAYLOR: We're some three hundred and twenty light years from Earth. On an unnamed planet in orbit around a star in the constellation of Orion. That could be Bellatrix.

LANDON: Gone.

TAYLOR: We're here to stay.

LANDON: It's no use ... there she goes.

TAYLOR: Forget it. Abandon ship.

TAYLOR: Landon! Send a last signal.

LANDON: What signal?

TAYLOR: To Earth! That we've landed!

TAYLOR: Lucius.

LUCIUS: I think you're making a mistake.

TAYLOR: That's the boy. Keep 'em flying.

LUCIUS: What?

TAYLOR: The flags of discontent. It's the only way anything ever gets changed. Don't try to follow us. I'm pretty handy with things like this.

LUCIUS: They think you're behaving foolishly. I must say I agree. Where will you go?

TAYLOR: I'll start by following the shoreline. And my nose.

TAYLOR: Not everything. They left a hostage. How do you feel, Lucius?

LUCIUS: Disillusioned... But vindicated! I've been right all along. You can't trust the older generation. It's a matter of values --

TAYLOR: All right, all right. Will You do me a favor? No orders.

LUCIUS: What is it?

TAYLOR: I want you to go around the bend and tell those gorillas their leader is my prisoner.

LUCIUS: Yes, I can do that.

TAYLOR: Sorry, Lucius. You'll have to stay here and guard the horses.

LUCIUS: Always giving orders. Just like every other adult.

TAYLOR: Relax. You'll see it all later.

LUCIUS: Why did you do that? Scrape off your hair?

TAYLOR: In my world -- before I left it - only youngsters of your age wore un- scraped hair.

LUCIUS: Shouldn't we be moving on?

TAYLOR: I'm for that.

TAYLOR: She comes along too.

LUCIUS: Zira doesn't want your female.

TAYLOR: I want her.

LUCIUS: If you insist. But I'm not taking any orders --

TAYLOR: Fine. Just let her out.

TAYLOR: Who are you?

LUCIUS: So you can talk. I'm Dr. Zira's nephew. This abduction was her idea. You're not really going to the zoo. That's just our cover story in case we're stopped. Although I do feel that if it ever came down to a question of whether something like you should be public or private property --

TAYLOR: Come on. Get me out of here.

LUCIUS: Who put them up?

ZIRA: The Hunt Club.

LUCIUS: To scare off humans?

LUCIUS: Gorilla hunters ...

ZIRA: Keep moving. We can't turn back now.

ZIRA: I told you not to bring the other one.

LUCIUS: He wouldn't leave her.

ZIRA: All right... Get in...hurry. Put this on.

MAXIMUS: You asked for the opportunity to present your case. Surely you must know why you're here.

ZIRA: My own purpose is to save this exceptional creature from mutilation.

MAXIMUS: And our purpose is to settle custodial and jurisdictional questions concerning this beast, and determine what's to be done with him.

ZIRA: At the very least, this man has the right to know whether there's a charge against him.

ZIRA: Yes, Sir. But this -- creature is a special case.

MAXIMUS: Why special?

ZIRA: We're -- conducting a new experiment.

MAXIMUS: What is that?

ZIRA: A man, Dr. Maximus.

MAXIMUS: I know it's a man. And you know the rules. No animals outside the compound, and most certainly not without a leash.

TAYLOR: You destroyed his memory! His mind! His identity! And, you want to do the same to me!

PRESIDENT: Bailiff! Stop this outburst! Gag that monstrosity!

TAYLOR: One is in a museum!

PRESIDENT: Dr. Zira! Silence that man!

PRESIDENT: It says here that his name is Bright Eyes. You gave him that name yourself.

TAYLOR: This hearing is absurd! Let me tell my story...

PRESIDENT: Bailiff! Make the animal be quiet.

PRESIDENT: Dr. Zira -- tell Bright Eyes to sit down.

TAYLOR: My name is Taylor.

PRESIDENT: Sustained.

ZIRA: Sustain all objections, but face the truth!

PRESIDENT: How so?

ZIRA: Let us assume, as common sense dictates, that the prisoner's story is false. But if he does not come from another planet, then surely he sprang from our own. Yes, sprang. As an animal psychologist, I have found no physiological defect to explain why humans are mute.

PRESIDENT: This is a joke in very poor taste.

ZIRA: Is it a joke to seek the truth about this man?

ZIRA: Since the defendant is forbidden to speak in his own defense, he asks that this statement be read into the record.

PRESIDENT: Read it yourself.

ZIRA: 'I have come to you from a planet in a different solar system. I am an explorer in space, with no hostile intentions against your civilization. On my planet it was the primate Man who evolved Into a thinking animal, while the apes remained..."

PRESIDENT: Stop right there. Bring me that paper.

ZIRA: Thats a lie!

PRESIDENT: Mind your tongue, madame.

ZIRA: Did we create his mind too? Not only can this man speak. He can write. He can reason.

PRESIDENT: Sustained. In all fairness, Dr. Zira, you must admit the accused is a nonape, and therefore has no rights under ape law.

ZIRA: Then why is he called the accused Your Honors must think him guilty of something.

PRESIDENT: Let it be clear at the outset that all matters pertaining to this inquiry are confidential, and anyone discussing them outside this chamber will be held in contempt of the Tribunal. You may proceed, Dr. Honorius.

ZIRA: By your leave, Mr. President -- the Tribunal has not yet defined the purpose of this inquiry.

TAYLOR: Why? From the first, I've terrified you, Doctor. And in spite of every sign that I'm an intelligent being who means no harm, you continue to hate and fear me. Why?

ZAIUS: Because you are a man. And you were right -- I have always known about man. From the evidence, I believe his wisdom must walk hand in hand with his idiocy. His emotions must rule his brain. He must be a warlike animal who gives battle to everything around him -- even himself.

TAYLOR: What evidence? No weapons were found in the cave.

ZAIUS: The Forbidden Zone was once a paradise. Your breed made a desert of it, ages ago.

TAYLOR: We're back at the beginning. I still don't know the why. A planet where apes evolved from men. A world turned wrong side up. A puzzle with one piece missing.

ZAIUS: Don't look for it, Taylor. You may not like what you find.

TAYLOR: Then there is another jungle?

ZAIUS: Of course, you could return with us. Our society might find a place for you and your mate.

TAYLOR: Sure. In a cage.

ZAIUS: Where else, but in a cage, does man belong?

TAYLOR: No, thanks. I'll take freedom.

ZAIUS: Then answer this: If ran was superior, why didn't he survive?

TAYLOR: He might have been wiped out by a plague. Natural catastrophe. Like a fiery storm of meteors. From the looks of this part of your planet, I'd say that was a fair bet.

TAYLOR: Tell him to pull back!

ZAIUS: Cease fire! Withdraw!

TAYLOR: I don't say he was a man like an Earthman, but I'd call him a close relative, for he was plagued by most of man's ills. Yet, fragile as he was, he came before you -- and was superior to you.

ZAIUS: That's lunacy. I can give an alternate description for everyone of those objects that's equally as inventive as yours. But it would be conjecture, not proof.

ZAIUS: What is your proposal?

TAYLOR: When were the Sacred Scrolls written?

ZAIUS: Twelve hundred years ago.

TAYLOR: Very well. If Zira and Cornelius can prove that those scrolls don't tell the whole truth of your history; if they can show you definite evidence of another culture from an unrecorded past -- will you exonerate them?

ZAIUS: Of course.

TAYLOR: Okay.Up to the cave.

ZAIUS: There is no contradiction between faith and science. True science.

TAYLOR: All right, let's see if you're willing to put that statement to a test.

TAYLOR: Stop right there.

ZAIUS: Don't be a fool. You're outnumbered and outgunned.

ZAIUS: However, it's within my power to grant You a reprieve. That is why I summoned you here tonight. Tell me who and what you really are and where you come from, and no veterinary will touch you.

TAYLOR: I told the truth at that 'hearing'of yours.

ZAIUS: You lied. Where is your tribe?

TAYLOR: My tribe, as you call it, lives on another planet in a distant solar system.

ZAIUS: Then how is it we speak the same language? Even in your lies, some truth slips through! That mythical community you're supposed to come from -- Fort Wayne'?

TAYLOR: What about it?

ZAIUS: A fort! Unconsciously, you chose a name that was belligerent. Where were you nurtured?

TAYLOR: I take it you don't believe the prosecutor's charge -- that I'm a monster created by Dr. Zira.

ZAIUS: Certainly not. You're a mutant.

TAYLOR: That's exactly what Zira and Cornelius claim. You're talking heresy, doctor.

ZAIUS: Of course.

TAYLOR: All right, suppose I am a mutant? Why does the appearance of one mutant send you into a panic?

ZAIUS: Because you're not unique. There was the one you call Landon --

TAYLOR: Then you admit --

ZAIUS: I admit that where there's one mutant there's probably another. And another. A nest of them. Where's your nest, Taylor? Where are your women?

TAYLOR: Thank you for calling me Taylor. Dr. Zaius, I know who I am. Who are you? How did this upside down civilization ever get started?

ZAIUS: You may well call it upside down, since you occupy its lowest level. And deservedly. The eastern desert has never been explored -- because we've always assumed that no life can exist there. Save yourself, Taylor. Tell me -- is there another jungle beyond the Forbidden Zone?

TAYLOR: I don't know.

ZAIUS: If you are protecting others of your kind, it will cost you your identity.

TAYLOR: I'm not protecting anybody! That hearing was a farce. What have I done?

ZAIUS: You're a menace! A walking pestilence. I do know who you are, Taylor. As I know that others of your kind must live in the Forbidden Zone. You have just six hours to make a full confession. After that I'll employ surgery to obtain one. Guards!

TAYLOR: What about me?

ZAIUS: Oh, your case was preordained. In a way, you performed a service for the State ... Because your hearing made it possible for us to expose Zira and Cornelius. And now the Tribunal has placed you in my custody for...final disposition. Do you know what that means?

TAYLOR: No.

ZAIUS: Emasculation, to begin with. Then experimental surgery. On the speech centers. On the brain. Ultimately, a kind of living death.

ZAIUS: Well...do you acknowledge kinship with any of these creatures?

TAYLOR: With one of them.

ZAIUS: Identify him, then. Speak to him.

ZIRA: Go with God, Taylor. That's an old expression. it comes from both ape and man.

TAYLOR: God bless you.

TAYLOR: Dr. Zira, I'd like to kiss you good-bye.

ZIRA: All right, but.... ...you're so damned ugly!

TAYLOR: Would you like to come along?

ZIRA: We can't.

TAYLOR: It's better than going to prison for heresy.

ZIRA: Taylor, please -- don't treat him that way.

TAYLOR: Why not?

ZIRA: It's humiliating.

TAYLOR: Wasn't I humiliated? By all of you? Didn't you lead me around on a leash?

TAYLOR: Then tell them Dr. Zaius won't leave here alive.

ZIRA: Taylor, you can't.

ZIRA: Taylor! Tell him.

TAYLOR: He has a point. On my planet children often play with ape dolls.

TAYLOR: And that's your Minister of Science. Honor- bound to expand the frontiers of knowledge.

ZIRA: Taylor, please --

TAYLOR: Except that he's also the Chief Defender of the Faith.

TAYLOR: What's the diagnosis, doctor? A touch of the sun?

ZIRA: She's not sick at all. She's pregnant.

ZIRA: Are you going to take her with you?

TAYLOR: Yes.

ZIRA: Actually, you're a different breed. This creature will never evolve.

TAYLOR: Maybe not.

ZIRA: You want her that much?

TAYLOR: You threw us together, remember? And you guessed right. Men, like apes, get despondent without a mate.

ZIRA: Cornelius and I have been indicted for heresy. Unless we can prove our theories, we don't stand a chance of acquittal.

TAYLOR: You're going back to the Forbidden Zone?

TAYLOR: Listen-

ZIRA: Taylor -- just keep quiet and we may get away with this. Remember that men all look alike to most apes.

TAYLOR: You! ... You knew about this?

ZIRA: No, I swear -- I never saw this man before.

TAYLOR: You did this to him! You've removed his frontal lobes!

TAYLOR: It's him...Landon.

ZIRA: Which one?

TAYLOR: Second from the left.

TAYLOR: Where have you been? Why didn't you come to see me?

ZIRA: Shhhh!

TAYLOR: What is this?

ZIRA: A hearing.

TAYLOR: I'm not acting! I can talk! How much proof do you want?

ZIRA: Dr. Zaius, I could have sworn he was answering you!

ZIRA: Speak! Go on. Speak again.

TAYLOR: My - name - isn't - Bright Eyes It's Taylor!

ZIRA: There! Can you believe it? I looks like he's talking.

ZIRA: Well, Bright Eyes, is our throat feeling better?

TAYLOR: Listen, listen -- I can speak --

ZIRA: But the proof? The doll?

ZAIUS: In a few minutes there will be no doll. There can't be. I'm sorry.

ZIRA: But suppose you find nothing but a wasteland. How will you survive?

ZAIUS: He won't survive. Do you know what sort of life awaits you out there, Taylor? That of an animal. If you aren't eventually hunted down and killed by apes, some jungle beast will devour you.

ZAIUS: Secondly, if these 'tools' as you call them, are unidentified, why are they introduced as 'evidence' of anything?

ZIRA: But there's the doll, sir.

ZAIUS: What?

ZAIUS: Let them talk, Mr President. Let them talk.

ZIRA: Sirs: our theories have a bearing on his identity.

ZAIUS: How sad. Stuffed and mounted, eh? Dead men, like sunken ships, can tell no stories. And his other companion?

ZIRA: He doesn't know.

ZAIUS: Mr. President, I believe the Prosecutor has reassembled all he surviving humans captured in the hunt along with Bright Eyes.

ZAIUS: Dr. Zira -- you state here that a ship from outer space sank in an inland sea of our eastern desert.

ZIRA: I do not state it, sir. The prisoner does.

ZAIUS: Do you believe him?

ZIRA: Like you, I find it difficult.

ZAIUS: But how convenient that the proof of his arrival has vanished? You also state that Bright Eyes had two intelligent companions at the time of his capture.

ZIRA: This is his assertion.

ZAIUS: Where are they now?

ZAIUS: Wouldn't it more properly be done in your office?

ZIRA: Yes, Sir.

ZIRA: He's moving his fingers!

ZAIUS: Of course. He saw you moving yours.

ZIRA: But perhaps he understood --