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[Helicopter Approaching]

Red Baron Control, Red Baron 5.

RADIO: Go ahead, Red Baron 5.

Roger. Orbiting southeast
corner sector Alpha Charlie.

We've spotted what
appears to be a spacecraft

just outside the surfline.

Alert Rescue and advise to remain
on station for forty-five minutes.

And we'll squawk 7700 for a radar fix.

RADIO: 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.

MAN: Every body out! Come on!

Let's go!
Ha! Ha! Ha!

Sergeant, get that
half-track down here

and get a cable out
to those frogmen.

Yes, sir!

The General, sir.

Anybody in that thing?

I don't know, sir.
We just beached it.

All right, open her up.

Open it up!

Welcome, gentlemen,
to the United Sta--

- Did you call the zoo?
- Yes, sir, we're in luck.

Sick bay's almost empty,
except for a mauled fox cub

and a deer with pneumonia
and a 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 leave a lot of monkeys
leave their messes on the floor, huh?

Have they been fed?
Raw steak or something?

The zoo tells me that chimpanzees,
like all apes,

are vegetarians, 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 up!

- Where did they get clothes?
- They brought them with them, sir.

- What?
- In that suitcase.

Suitcase?

Uh...

Greg, maybe you should
give them their oranges.

Uh, well, they're...

They're going to the Zoo Infirmary.

Arrange for a police escort
at 16:30 hours.

They'll have company there.

There's a gorilla in the next cage.

Why did he do that?

[Animals Screeching]

Here you are, old fella.

Boy, you really are sick.

Hello, missy. Have a banana.

Have it your own way, mate.

- Zira!
- I'm not his mate. I'm yours.

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

This cage 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 shock wave hit our ship?

Yes.

We have 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 aggression.

[Growling]

Apes, at this instant in time,

cannot yet talk.

For the moment,
we should follow their example.

[Tiger Roars]

[Elephant Trumpets]

[Bear Roars]

Oh, the driver gave me
this report from the air base.

Better read it
before we start the test.

Yeah, it's the usual
imitative behavior.

"Mimicking salutes,
handshaking, sitting on chairs,

eating offplates with knives."

Well, what is it, Lewis?

There was a sort of
carpetbag in the ship.

Full of food?

No, clothes and it seems
they changed into them.

I don't believe it.

[Bear Roars]

Hi, Dr. Dixon.
Dr. Branton.

- Good morning, Arthur.
- 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.

Um, 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 conditioned to push
at least some of the right buttons.

I mean, they can't be morons.

All right,
we'll take the female first.

Arthur, would you set up a cha--

Well, she seems to be pretty smart.

All right,
let's make it more diffcult.

They, uh, haven't had
their breakfast yet?

Not a bite.
Just as you ordered.

Good. We'll go for the banana.

[Sighs]

Well, why doesn't she take it?

Because I loathe bananas!

Zira!

I don't believe it.

Yes. Arthur, I think
Dr. Branton needs some air.

Zira, are you mad?

Dr. Milo, please,
do not call my wife mad.

I did not call her mad.
I merely asked 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 name 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 we can watch.
- A display of primitive apparatus!

Primitive? It's prehistoric!

Zira.

It couldn't test
the intelligence of a newt!

- Zira, calm yourself.
- I am calm!

Zira.
Zira!

- Stop arguing!
- [Grunting]

It's too late for that.

Use your heads and start thinking.

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

- Milo!
- [Gorilla Growling]

[Trumpets]

[Roars]

[Door Slams Shut]

We'll need a full autopsy.

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.

[Monkey Screeches]

Um, we mean you no harm.

Do you understand?
We will not hurt you.

- Poor Dr. Milo.
- Doctor?

Yes. Doctor.
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?

I 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 Zira.

And I'm Lewis.
Lewis Dixon.

Nobody's going to believe this.

Believe what?

- That primitive apes can talk.
- Primitive?

Uh... well, I mean
that in our, um...

primitive, um, 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.

[Murmuring]

- Good afternoon, gentlemen.
- ALL: Mr. President.

I'm aware that what I have
to tell you may

conceivably create a credibility gap

- somewhat wider than the Grand Canyon.
- [Laughing]

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 2 years now.

To be exact, the one commanded
by Colonel Taylor.

[Murmuring]

Have they identified the bodies,
Mr. President?

They have identified
3 bodies, yes, all living.

[Murmuring]

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.
- [Murmuring]

Chimpanzees, to be more precise.

They're harmless, friendly,
and by all reports

extremely intelligent
and sophisticated creatures.

But 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 Los Angeles tomorrow.

The 2 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 world any longer.

[Speaking French]

[Speaking German]

[Speaking Japanese]

One of the two American spaceships

believed until now
to have disintegrated in orbit,

splashed down unexpectedly yesterday
in the Pacific Ocean

off the coast of Southern California.

And is stated to have been manned--

if you can call it manned--
by monkeys.

REPORTERS: General!

No comment. I have nothing
to say, gentlemen.

- REPORTERS: Senator!
- I'm sorry , boys, not now.

I haven't the time now.
A little later, please.

REPORTER: Here comes the chairman.

Later. Later.

As the president's
senior science advisor,

what do you expect to experience
from this historic meeting?

- Fear.
- [All talking at once]

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.
- Your better self, Zira.

- Please.
- [Knock] They're ready, sir.

All right, it's time.

What do they think we are, gorillas?

I'm sorry .

That's it. Just be seated.

Uh, Mr. Chairman,
Members of the Commission,

ladies and gentlemen,
my name is Lewis Dixon.

And I am the animal psychiatrist

who has been in charge
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, um,

our chimpanzee friends are

ready to answer your questions too.

Not by signs, not by looks,
or movements,

but by words.

[Laughs]

[Gavel Strikes Bench]

Dr. Dixon, as a zoologist,
I know and respect your work,

but if you think you're going to turn
a presidential inquiry

into a ventriloquist's act,
I have to inform 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, uh,

power can be exercised intelligently.

Well, may we be told
which is the female of the species?

Did she rise as a reflex
to you having indicated her,

or in answer to my question?

That's for you to decide.

- Have you a name?
- Zira.

[Crowd Gasps]

Certainly she can articulate,

which, in itself, is extraordinary!

Uh, 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?

Zi-ra!

One might as well
be talking to a parrot.

A parrot!

Mechanical mimicry. Unique in
an ape vocally, without a doubt,

but, uh, does the other one talk?

Only when she lets me.

[Laughs]

- Dr. Hasslein?
- 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.

Cornelius, do you and
your lawfully wedded spouse

speak any language other than 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
ancestors for nearly 2,000 years.

As to its origins, who can be sure?

The gorillas and orangutans
of our community believe

that God created the ape
in 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
are a bunch of blinkered,

pseudoscientific geese!

As to humans, I've dissect--

I've examined thousands of them.

And until now, I've only discovered
two who could talk in my life.

God knows who taught them.

Where we come from,

apes talk.

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.

It's the only thing that does.

- Mr. Chairman.
- Yes?

Cornelius, you spoke of war.

War between whom?

The gorillas and whoever lives...
lived...

- will live.
- Who won the war?

I don't know. 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?

Here they come.
Gentlemen, do you have--

No comment.
No comment.

- No comment.
- No comment.

- Mr. Chairman, a word.
- I'll give you one: preposterous.

- Well, can you define that, Mr. Chairman?
- No, let me just say this:

As head of this commission,
it will be our duty to sit through

the facts of this bizarre affair
and pass our conclusions

onto the President of the United States
for implementation.

- What a load of hugger-mugger.
- Dr. Hasslein.

No comment.
No comment, please.

How will you advise the president
to handle this unique situation?

- No comment.
- All right then, Dr. Hasslein,

could you tell us how you
personally would handle it?

No, gentlemen, no comment... yet.

Doctor.

You were fabulous!
Just wonderful!

You were marvelous.
They loved you. All that applause.

But there was a moment...

There was when he started to ask us--

Zira!

- Cornelius, I think we should tell them.
- No.

- But only to Lewis and Stevie.
- Oh, Zira.

I have 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, uh, hunted them for sport,

much as you would animals.

Yes. We use their bodies,
alive and dead,

experimentally
for anatomical dissection

and scientific research.

Well, we do the same thing
to the 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.

- There was another reason.
- STEVIE: 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?

Because...

from the windows of the spaceship...

we saw the Earth...

destroyed.

Stand by.

Good evening, this is Bill Bonds
reporting from Los Angeles,

where the biggest story since
the moon landing broke this morning

when two apes talked.

I repeat, talked to the
Presidential Commission of Inquiry.

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

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. Hasslein, as I recall,
when you asked the male ape

where he was from,

the female replied,
"From your future."

- Yes.
- Would you believe that?

Absolutely. I think
it is the only explanation.

Well, 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. Bonds, I think that time
can only be fully understood

by an observer with a godlike gift
of infinite regression.

Could you explain
infinite regression for us?

- Roll the film.
- I'd more than happy to.

As a matter of fact,
I came prepared to do just that.

Now here's a painting of a landscape.

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 of 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 unto 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 diffcult to believe

that in the dark and turbulent
corridors of outer space,

the impact of some distant planetary,
even galactic disaster,

jumped the apes
from their present into ours.

Indeed, the proof lies
in their arrival among us.

And in their spoken,
and I repeat, spoken testimony.

Thank you very much, Dr. Hasslein.

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 "ape-o-nauts"
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 be given
an extended tour of the city.

This is Bill Bonds
reporting for Eyewitness News.

Good night.

Good night.

[Siren]

[Dog Barking]

- Your luggage, ma'am?
- Of course, it's mine!

Address, please.

- The zoo.
- [Laughs]

Forty.

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 Zira,
what is your favorite fruit?

Grape.

And that's the way it was tonight

at the Beverly Wilshire Hotel.

- Ha ha ha.
- Tomorrow, Zira is to speak

at the Bay Area's Women's Club.

And later, she'll accompany Dr. Hasslein
to the Museum of Natural History.

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

Later, he'll visit Disneyland

to dedicate a new boat
for the Jungle Cruise.

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--

[Knocking]

- Tired?
- A little.

- How is that?
- Soothing...

but very wet.

[Applause]

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.

[Crowd Cheering]

How do you like it, Cornelius?

Beastly.

A giant flesh-eating dinosaur.

Now, its scientific name is a compound

of the Greek antron,
which means "hollow,"

and demus, which
means "body frame,"

referring to the backbone
or vertebra.

Now, this little fellow
is Camptosaurus Marsh,

a primitive duckbilled dinosaur.

Its scientific name is
a compound of the Greek kampto,

which means
"flexible or bent,"

and sauros, which means "lizard."

Its generic name, therefore,
is "flexible lizard."

In 1879, O.C. Marsh of Yale University

described the first known species

from the Jurassic Beds of Arikoma.

Since then, other specimens
have been found--

- It must have been the shock.
- Shock, my foot!

I'm pregnant.

I shan't leave you
until Cornelius is back.

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

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

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 go.

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.

Mmm.

- Do you mind if I smoke?
- Uh-uh.

Oh, no, I shouldn't,
not in your condition.

Who won your war?

It wasn't our war.

It was the gorillas' war.

Chimpanzees are passion--

pacifists!

We stayed behind.
We never saw the enemy.

But which side won?

Neither.

But how do you know that
if you weren't there, Zira?

When we were in space,

we saw bright, white, blinding light.

Then we saw the rim of the Earth melt.

Then there was a tornado in the sky.

Wooo.

I feel magnificently sleepy.

The date meter on the spaceship.

What did it read
after Earth's destruction?

Nineteen...

seventy... three.

And before? Before the white light
and the tornado?

Thirty-nine...

fifty...

something.

HASSLEIN: Before the white light
and the tornado?

ZIRA: Thirty-nine...

fifty...

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 inferred

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 in 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 the 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.

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

And they seemed to have provoked you
pretty thoroughly into the bargain.

No, I'm not saying that you're wrong,
Hasslein, 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 is 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 talking ape by a dumb one

in a present-day jungle
or a present-day zoo.

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 urged 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?
- Well, Mr. President,

we condoned the attempted assassination
of Hitler because he 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 their answers to the Commission,

which suggests to me that
if they were properly interrogated--

Are you suggesting that they
were improperly interrogated?

- Let us say unprofessionally.
- 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 intended 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 they have withheld vital
information from this Commission,

"the Ape-onauts will, in fact,
be escorted by Dr. Lewis Dixon

"to the installation
known as Camp Eleven.

"Held there in his care
for interrogation by the CIA

"under the guidance and supervision
of Dr. Otto Hasslein."

ZIRA: When we were in space,

we saw bright, white, blinding light.

HASSLEIN: Brighter than this?

- Ooh.
- Ooh.

ZIRA: 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. Hasslein made me drunk!

Why did you tell something
to Dr. Hasslein 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 from the masses

and I suspect that the weapon
which destroyed Earth

was man's own 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 a search 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.

ZIRA: Primitive and dumb,

but still twenty 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 services.

Nothing more or less than
a well-trained sheepdog could 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?

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

over time without number by humans.

He said...

"No."

So that's how it all started.

Clip One, please.

CORNELIUS:
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.

ZIRA: As to humans, I've dissec--

I've examined thousands of them.

And until now, I've only discovered

two who could talk in my life.

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

Repeat first three seconds
of Clip Two.

ZIRA: As to humans, I've dissec--
I've examined--

- What was the word you didn't finish?
- I can't remember.

- Play the loop.
- ZIRA: dissec-- dissec-- dissec--

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

- Complete the word!
- dissec-- dissec-- dissec--

dissec-- dissec-- dissec--

Sounds as if I had hiccups!

[Laughing]

Call for Dr. Dixon, please.

Dr. Dixon?
Dr. Hasslein calling Dr. Dixon.

P.A.: Calling Dr. Dixon.

Ah, Dr. Dixon.
Come in.

Be good enough to administer this
to the female.

Why? What is it?

Sodium Pentothal.
One-half gram IV.

Dr. Hasslein,
I'm an animal psychiatrist--

And a qualified vet, Dr. Dixon.

We 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, it won't.

So, Zira, if you would
just come with me, please.

- Lewis, you can't use that on Zira!
- I promise you, Cornelius--

- Please, take him to his quarters!
- Really.

No, you mustn't!

Zira! Zira!

Please.

Just lie down on the couch.

And bare 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...
- Hmm.

You worked in a room like this.

Hmm...

Bigger. Not so pretty.

And there you practiced...

Comparative.

Comparative what?

- An... an... an...
- Anatomy?

- Hmm.
- 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?
- Gorillas hunted them for sport

with nets and with guns.

The survivors were put in cages.

The army used some of them
for target practice.

We could take our scientific pick
from 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, eyes,

noses, nervous systems,

the various reflexes.

Reflexes?

Of the dead?

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 prefrontal lobotomy.

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.
He 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.

Orderly.

Sir?

Please take the female ape
to its quarters.

Yes, sir.

We have to get this
to the Commission immediately.

[Bangs Gavel]
Gentlemen, gentlemen.

I've just received an official
notification from the President

ratifying the final recommendations
made by this Commission

in light of the tape recordings
delivered to us by Dr. Hasslein.

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

Now, let me review our conclusions.

"One: By a majority vote,

"the Commission finds
no solid evidence for hostility

"by either ape
towards the human race

"as it is presently constituted
in this year of our Lord, 1973."

- I disagree--
- Let me 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 the 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 humans
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. Hasslein'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, Cornelius.

- Brutes.
- 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?

Ohh...

How long?

A week.

Maybe sooner.

They treated you like dirt.

[Door Opens]
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 the soup
and eat the oranges

for the sake of that, uh...

- little monkey you got--
- Grr!

What have you done, Cornelius?

Nobody makes a fool out of my wife.

- But ought we to call for--
- Shh!

We just ought to leave.

I'll be going back with Dr. Hasslein
in a few minutes.

I'm the one who has to tell them.

- Stevie, you've got to come help me.
- Of course, I'll come right away.

It just seems so cruel and horrible
and-- I don't know.

I'll see you.

- Cruel, Dr. Dixon?
- Unbelievably.

Zira wants her baby.

- So do I.
- But dead?

- Yes.
- You'd prefer the parents dead too.

Shall we go?

[Telephone Rings]

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

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

- Good 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.

[Hangs Up Telephone]

[Telephone Rings]
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.

I'll have him pass the message.
Yes, sir.

Zira, what's the matter?

I...

I think my pains have begun.

Oh, my dear.

Administration, Doctor.
It's urgent.

- 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 rolling

that'll gather enough
poison moss to kill us all!

Look. I'll go back to camp.

I'm going to find Lewis
and I better get help.

No. No.

I just lost my temper with the boy.

- 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

in which their participation
is still legally unproven.

Now, I want them taken, yes,
but taken alive.

Is that clear?

Quite clear, Mr. President.

You lost, miss?

Oh, it's you, Dr. Branton.

You better be careful, ma'am
There's been a murder.

Murder?

Yes, ma'am. The monkeys have
killed their Orderly then 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 been given orders
to find them.

Drive carefully, Dr. Branton.

There will be a lot
of vehicles in the area tonight.

Cornelius, what have you done?

Stevie, I didn't mean to kill him.

He was teasing Zira.
I thought I just hit him with a tray.

- Please believe me.
- I do, Cornelius, but they won't.

Where's Zira?

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

Stevie, she's in labor.

Oh, God. Get in.

Stevie, you won't
take us back to the camp?

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 fugitive apes?

The answer is a thousand times yes.

Oh, yes.
I do it for you

and for Stevie

and for your two
distinguished friends.

- Uh, notorious now.
- The hell with notoriety.

What is a 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.

Los trato bien, muchachos?

Si, patron. Salud!

I sure appreciate
what you're doing, Armando.

Well, you helped deliver
our last baby.

And now you will deliver our next.

Lewis! What took you so long?

After your phone call,
I had to work out some excuse.

They think I'm searching.

Armando's been a saint.

A minor one. Saint 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 Yorkers say.

Lewis is here.

Lewis, I was not responsible
for the death of that boy.

I know, but you will be responsible
for a birth. How is she?

The pains are coming
every five minutes.

Every four.

[Chattering]

Look. Look at Heloise.
[Baby Chattering]

She's showing an expectant mother
what to expect.

Mama. Mama.

Say it. Mama.

- Mama.
- Zira.

Zira, don't waste
your breath and strength.

You know that a child
of two primitive apes

will never learn how to speak.

I'm getting into practice.

Mama. Mama.

Mam--
[Moaning]

There. That's good.

Come on. Over here.

What are we going to call...

- Him.
- Him?

Milo?

Milo.

Milo.

- Milo.
- Congratulations.

Oh.

[Coughing]

- No?
- No.

But, sir--

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

the areas we first established.

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

Thank you.
Dr. Dixon, can you pinpoint

the probable date of the baby's birth
with any degree of accuracy?

Well, I never examined her,
but from appearances

I'd say a week to ten days.

If that's 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 of the city.

I'll augment your force
with the city police,

and I want to be kept informed about all
results whether positive or negative.

Yes, sir.
[Door Closes]

- Lewis will think of something.
- I am so sorry.

I had planned it all so well.

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

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

You 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.

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
Saint 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.

Lewis is on his way.

- Armando.
- Yes?

I should like to say good-bye
to Heloise first.

If only she could speak, she would say
how really sorry she is.

I know, but we understand each other.

All right. All right.

This is as far as we dare to take you.

The police have roadblocks
on every main exit from town.

- Here are your supplies.
- Thank you.

Can you read a map?

I'm an archaeologist.
I can even draw one.

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, an abandoned refinery.

And you'll be looking down at a harbor
to the southeast. It's a kind of

graveyard for old ships
that become unseaworthy.

I used to play there as a kid.

Anyway, there's a derelict tanker
at one end.

- You can hide there for a week.
- A week?

Until the commotion dies down 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.

[Baby Crying]

Mama. Mama.

Mama.

It's time that you were 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.

- The ape with the kid?
- Heloise?

She's been with
the circus seven years now.

The baby's birth was registered
sixteen 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?

Well, 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--

Ha ha ha!

Negative! Negative!
Negative!

Don't worry.
We'll catch them 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've got all
the time in the world!

How much time has the world got?

Somebody has to begin to care.

Ah! Like stars in space.

Isn't it beautiful?

Yes, it is.

From here.

Well... Ha ha.

We must move on.

Hmm...

[Baby Crying]

- Who found it?
- Field superintendent.

Routine service check.
It was hidden here in the workings.

I guess, she didn't need this anymore.

So why don't we get moving?

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

How long till they get here?

- Twenty minutes.
- Why so long?

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

- Keep me posted.
- Yes, sir.

- What's the matter?
- They found Zira's suitcase.

[Horn Honks]

Did Lewis really play here?

It was probably cleaner then.

It stinks of 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?
- Humans.

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

and I trust...

three.

Mama. Mama.

Mama.

He wants feeding.

Oh, yes, well, um...

There must be someplace
cleaner than this.

I'll look around.

ZIRA: 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.

[Baby Chattering]

Cornelius!

[Tires Screeching]

Spread your men out along the pier!

All right, men! Move out!

- Get them down there!
- Move! Move! Go!

Down to the end!

All right! Let's go!

[Tires Screeching]

Stevie.

Zira.

I want that baby.

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

[Baby Shrieks]

My God! Stop him!

[Gunshot]

Aah!

- [Gunshots]
- No!

[Gasping]

Keep your men here!
Come on!

Zira!

What's she doing?

Oh, my God.

ARMANDO: All hands on the guy lines.

Drop the bale ring!

All right. All extra hands
in the back yard.

- On the double!
- All right! You guys, come on! Let's go!

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.

Mama.

Mama. Mama.

Mama. Mama.

Mama. Mama.

Mama. Mama.

Mama. Mama!