Survival

"I don't even really KNOW -- What You're TALKING About....!!

I mean, I KNOW, What You're Talking About -- but I don't REALLY know 

What You're Talking About...!"

Wally Shawn :

“Well, uh... do you want to know my actual response to all this? 

Do you want to hear my actual response?”

Andre :

Yes! 

Wally Shawn :

See, my actual response, I mean... 

I mean, I'm just trying to Survive, you know? 

I mean, I'm just trying to earn a Living... 

just trying to Pay My Rent and My Bills. 

I mean... Ah, I Live My Life. 

I enjoy staying home with Debby. 

I'm reading Charlton Heston's autobiography. 

And that's that. 

I mean, you know, I mean, occasionally, maybe... 

Debby and I will step outside, 

we'll go to a party or something. 

And if I can occasionally 

get my little Talent together 

and write a little play... 

well, then that's just wonderful. 

And I mean, I enjoy reading 

about other little plays people have written,

and reading the reviews of those plays 

and what people said about them... 

and what people said about 

what people said. 

And I mean, I have a list of errands and responsibilities

that I keep in a notebook. I enjoy going through the notebook... 

carrying out the responsibilities, doing the errands,

and crossing them off The List. 

And, I mean, I just don't know how anybody 

could enjoy anything more than I enjoy, 

reading Charlton Heston's autobiography,

or, you know, getting up in the morning... 

and having the cup of cold coffee 

that's been waiting for me all night,

still there for me to drink in the morning... 

and no cockroach or fly has died in it overnight. 

I mean, I'm just so thrilled when I get up... 

and I see that coffee there, 

just the way I wanted it. 

I mean, I just can't imagine.. 

How anybody could enjoy something else 

any more than that. 

I mean, obviously, if the cockroach, 

if there is a dead cockroach in it... 

well, then I just have a feeling 

of disappointment, and I'm sad. 

But I mean, I just don't think... 

I feel the need for anything more than all this. 

Whereas, you know, you seem to be saying... 

that, uh... it's inconceivable that anybody 

could be having a meaningful life today... 

and, you know, everyone is totally destroyed... 

and we all need to live in these outposts. 

But I mean, you know, I just can't believe, even for you... 

I mean, don't you find, isn't it pleasant just to get up in the morning... and there's Chiquita, there are the children.... and The Times is delivered, you can read it. I mean, maybe you'll direct a play, maybe you won't direct a play. 

But forget about the play that 

you may or may not direct. 

Why is it necessary to, why not lean back 

and just enjoy these details? 

I mean, and there'd be a delicious 

cup of coffee and a piece of coffeecake. 

I mean, why is it necessary 

to have more than this... 

or to even think about 

having more than this? 

I mean, I don't really know what you're talking about. 

I mean, I know what you're talking about... 

but I don't really know what you're talking about. 

And I mean, you know, even if 

I were to totally agree with you, you know,

and even if I were to accept the idea 

that there's just no way for anybody 

to have personal happiness now... 

well, you know, I still couldn't accept the idea... 

that the way to make life wonderful would be to just totally... 

you know, reject Western civilization... 

and fall back into some kind of belief 

in some kind of weird something. 

I mean, I don't even know 

how to begin talking about this...

 but you know, in the Middle Ages... 

before the arrival of scientific thinking as we know it today... 

well, people could believe anything. 

Anything could be True, 

The statue of the Virgin Mary

could speak or bleed or whatever it was. 

But the wonderful thing that happened

was that then in The Development 

of Science in The Western World

certain things did come slowly 

to be known and understood. 

I mean, you know... obviously, 

all ideas in Science are constantly 

being revised. 

I mean, that's The Whole Point. 

But we do at least know that 

The Universe has some shape and order... 

and that, you know, 

Trees do not turn into 

People or Goddesses... 

and there are very good 

reasons why they don't... 

and you can't just believe 

absolutely anything. 

Whereas, the things that you're talking about... 

I mean, I mean, You found the handprint in the book, 

and there were Three "André"s 

and one Antoine de Saint-Exupery. 

And to me, that is 

a coincidence. 

But, and, and then, you know, 

the people who put that book together... 

well, they had their own 

reasons for putting it together. 

But to you it was significant, 

as if that book had been written 

40 years ago, so that you would see it, 

as if it was planned 

for you, in a way. 

I mean, really, I mean... 

I mean, all right, let's say, 

if I get a fortune cookie 

in a Chinese restaurant... 

I mean, of course, 

even I have a tendency. 

I mean, you know, I mean, of course, 

I would hardly throw it out. 

I mean, I read it. I read it, and, and... 

I just instinctively sort of, you know, 

if it says something like, uh... 

"A conversation 

with a dark-haired man 

will be very important for you" 

Well, I just instinctively think, you know, 

"Who do I know who has dark hair?" 

"Did we have a conversation?" 

"What did we talk about?" 

In other words, there's something 

in me that makes me read it 

and I instinctively interpret it 

as if it were an omen 

of The Future. 

But in my conscious opinion, 

which is so fundamental to 

my whole view of life... 

I mean, I would just have to change totally 

to not have this opinion. 

In my conscious opinion, 

this is simply something... that was 

written in the cookie factory

several years ago and 

in no way refers to me. 

I mean, you know, the, 

the fact that I got it. 

I mean, the man who wrote it 

did not know anything about me. 

I mean, he could not have known 

anything about me. 

There's no way that this cookie 

could actually have to do with me. 

And the fact that I've gotten it 

is just basically a joke. 

And I mean, if I were gonna go on a trip on an airplane... and I got a fortune cookie that said "Don't go!" I mean, of course, I admit I might feel a bit nervous for about one second. But in fact, I would go because, I mean... that trip is gonna be successful or unsuccessful... based on the state of the airplane and the state of the pilot. 

And the cookie is in no position to know about that. 

And I mean, you know, it's the same 

with any kind of, prophecy, 

or a sign, or an omen. 

Because if you believe in omens then 

that means that The Universe... I mean, I don't even know how to begin to describe this. That means that the future is somehow sending messages... backwards to the present. Which, which means that the future must exist in some sense already... in order to be able to send these messages. And it also means that things in the universe are there for a purpose... to give us messages. Whereas I think that things in the universe are just there. I mean, they don't mean anything. I mean, you know, if the turtle's egg falls out of the tree and splashes on the paving stones... it's just because that turtle was clumsy by accident. And, and to decide whether to send my ships off to war on the basis of that... seems a big mistake to me. Well, what information would you send your ships to war on? Because if it's all meaningless... what's the difference whether you accept the fortune cookie... or the statistics of the Ford Foundation? It doesn't seem to matter. Well, the meaningless fact of the fortune cookie or the turtles egg... can't possibly have any relevance to the subject you're analyzing. Whereas a group of meaningless facts that are collected and interpreted... in a scientific way may quite possibly be relevant. Because the wonderful thing about scientific theories about things... is that they're based on experiments that can be repeated. 

Well, it's True, Wally. 

I mean, you know, 

following omens and so on... 

İs probably just a way of letting ourselves off the hook so that 

we don't have to take individual responsibility for our own actions. 

But I mean, giving yourself over to The Unconscious can leave you vulnerable to all sorts of very frightening manipulation. 

And in all the work that I was involved in, 

there was always that danger. 

And there was always that question of tampering with people's lives,

because if I lead one of these workshops, 

then I do become partly a doctor

and partly a therapist, 

and partly a priest. 

And I'm not a doctor, 

or a therapist or a priest. 

And already some of these new monasteries, or communities 

or whatever we've been talking about are becoming institutionalized... 

and  I guess even in a way, 

at times, sort of fascistic. 

You know, there's a sort of self-satisfied elitist paranoia that grows up... a feeling of "Them" and "Us" that is very unsettling. 

But I mean, the thing is, Wally, 

I think it's the exaggerated worship of science that has led us into this situation. 

I mean, science has been held up to us as a magical force 

that would somehow solve everything. 

Well, quite the contrary. 

It's done quite the contrary. 

It's destroyed everything. 

So that is what has really led, I think to this very strong, deep reaction against Science that we're seeing now, just as the Nazi demons that were released in the '30s in Germany 

were probably a reaction against a certain oppressive kind of knowledge and culture and rational thinking. 

Sol agree that we're talking about something 

potentially very dangerous. 

But modern science has not been 

particularly less dangerous. 

Right. Well, I agree with you. I completely agree. No, you know, the truth is... I think I do know what really disturbs me about the work you've described... and I don't even know if I can express it. But somehow it seems that the whole point of the work that you did in those workshops... when you get right down to it and you ask what was it really about... The whole point, really, I think... was to enable the people in the workshops, including yourself... to somehow sort of strip away every scrap of purposefulness... from certain selected moments. And the point of it was so that you would then all be able to experience... somehow just pure being. In other words, you were trying to discover what it would be like to live for certain moments... without having any particular thing that you were supposed to be doing. And I think I just simply object to that. I mean, I just don't think I accept the idea that there should be moments... in which you're not trying to do anything. I think, it's our nature, to do things. I think we should do things. I think that, purposefulness... is part of our ineradicable basic human structure. And to say that we ought to be able to live without it... is like saying that, a tree ought to be able to live without branches or roots. 

But, but actually, without branches or roots, it wouldn't be a tree. I mean, it would just be a log. Do you see what I'm saying? I mean, in other words, if 

I'm sitting at home and I have nothing to do... well, I naturally reach for a book. I mean, what would be so great about just sitting there and, doing nothing? It just seems absurd. 

And if Debby is there? Well, that's just the same thing. I mean, is there really such a thing as, uh... two people doing nothing but just being together? I mean, would they simply then... be, "relating," to use the word we're always using? I mean, what would that mean? I mean, either we're gonna have a conversation... or we're going to, carry out the garbage... or we're going to do something, separately or together. I mean, do you see what I'm saying? I mean, what does it mean to just, simply, sit there? That makes you nervous. Well, why shouldn't it make me nervous? It just seems ridiculous to me. That's interesting, Wally. You know, when I went to Ladakh in western Tibet and stayed on a farm for a month... well, there, you know, when people come over in the evening for tea, nobody says anything. Unless there's something to say, but there almost never is. So they just sit there and drink their tea, and it doesn't seem to bother them. I mean, you see, the trouble, Wally, with always being active and doing things... is that I think it's quite possible to do all sorts of things... and at the same time be completely dead inside. I mean, you're doing all these things, but are you doing them... because you really feel an impulse to do them... or are you doing them mechanically, as we were saying before? Because I really do believe that if you're just living mechanically... then you have to change your life. I mean, you know, when you're young, you go out on dates all the time. You go dancing or something. You're floating free. And then one day suddenly you find yourself in a relationship... and suddenly everything freezes. And this can be true in your work as well. And I mean, of course, if you're really alive inside... then of course there's no problem. I mean, if you're living with somebody in one little room... and there's a life going on between you and the person you're living with... well, then a whole adventure can be going on right in that room. But there's always the danger that things can go dead. Then I really do think you have to kind of become a hobo or something, you know... like Kerouac, and go out on the road. I really believe that. You know, it's not that wonderful to spend your life on the road. My own overwhelming preference is to stay in that room if you can. But you know, if you live with somebody for a long time, people are constantly saying... "Well, of course it's not as great as it used to be, but that's only natural. The first blush of a romance goes, and that's the way it has to be." Now, I totally disagree with that. But I do think that you have to constantly ask yourself the question, with total frankness: "Is your marriage still a marriage?" "Is the sacramental element there?" Just as you have to ask about the sacramental element in your work... "Is it still there?" 

I mean, it's a very frightening thing, Wally, to have to suddenly realize

that, my God, I thought I was living my life, but in fact I haven't been a human being. 

I've been a performer. I haven't been living. I've been acting.

I've, I've acted the role of the father. 

I've acted the role of the husband. 

I've acted the role of the friend. 

I've acted the role of the writer, or director, or what have you.

 I've lived in the same room with this person, 

but I haven't really seen them. 

I haven't really heard them. 

I haven't really been with them. 

Yeah, I know some people are just sometimes... uh, existing just side by side. I mean, the other person's, face could just turn into a great wolf's face... and, it just wouldn't be noticed. 

And it wouldn't be noticed, no. 

It wouldn't be noticed. 

I mean, when I was in Israel a little while ago... 

I mean, I have this picture of Chiquita 

that was taken when she... 

I always carry it with me. 

It was taken when she was about 26 or something. 

And it's in summer, and she's stretched out on a terrace

in this sort of old-fashioned long skirt that's kind of pulled up. 

And she's slim and sensual and beautiful. 

And I've always looked at that picture 

and just thought about just how sexy she looks. 

And then last year in Israel, I looked at the picture... 

and I realized that that face in the picture 

was the saddest face in the world. 

That girl at that time was just lost... 

so sad and so alone. 

I've been carrying this picture for years 

and not ever really seeing what it is, you know. 

I just never really looked at the picture. 

And then, at a certain point, I realised 

I'd just gone for a good 18 years unable to feel

except in the most extreme situations. 

I mean, to some extent, 

I still had the ability to live in my work. 

That was why I was such a work junkie. 

That was why I felt that every play that I did 

was a matter of my life or my death. 

But in my real life, I was dead. 

I was a robot. 

I mean, I didn't even allow myself 

to get angry or annoyed. 

I mean, you know, today Chiquita, Nicolas, Marina... 

All day long, as people do, 

they do things that annoy me 

and they say things that annoy me. 

And today I get annoyed. 

And they say, 

"Why are you annoyed?" 

And I say, 

"Because you're annoying." you know. 

And when I allowed myself to consider the possibility

of not spending the rest of my life with Chiquita... 

I realized that what I wanted most in life 

was to always be with her. 

But at that time, I hadn't learned 

what it would be like to let yourself 

react to another human being. 

And if you can't react to Another Person,

then there's no possibility of action or interaction. 

And if there isn't, I don't really know what the word "Love" means

except Duty, Obligation, Sentimentality, Fear. 

I mean... I don't know about you, Wally, but I... 

I just had to put myself 

into 

a kind of training program 

to learn 

How to Be A Human Being. 

I mean, How Did I Feel 

About Anything? 

I Didn't Know. 

What kind of things did I like? 

What kind of people did I really want to be with? You know? 

And the only way that I could think of 

to find out was to just cut out all the noise 

and stop performing all the time 

and just listen to what was inside me. 

See, I think a time comes 

when you need to do that. 

Now, maybe in order to do it, you have to go to the Sahara... and maybe you can do it at home. But you need to cut out the noise. Yeah. Of course, personally, I, I just... I usually don't like those quiet moments, you know. I really don't. I mean, I don't know if it's that, Freudian thing or what... But, you know, the fear of unconscious impulses... or my own aggression or whatever, but... if things get too quiet, and I find myself just, sitting there... you know, as we were saying before... 

I mean, whether I'm by myself, or, or I'm, I'm with someone else... 

I just, I just have this feeling of... my God, I'm going to be revealed. In other words, I'm adequate to do any sort of a task... but I'm not adequate, just to, to be a human being. I mean, in other words, I'm not... If l'm just, trapped there and I'm not allowed to do things... but all I can do is just, be there... well, I'll just fail

1981

I was beginning to realise that the only way to make this evening bearable would be to 

Ask André A Few Questions. 

Asking Questions 

always relaxes me.

In fact, I sometimes think that 

my secret profession is that 

I'm a Private Investigator, 

A Detective. 

I always enjoy 

finding out 

about People. 

Even if they're in 

absolute agony, 

I always find it 

very interesting.

 The Life of a Playwright is tough. 

It's not easy, as some people seem to think. 

 

You work hard writing plays, 

and nobody puts them on. 

 

You take up other lines of Work 

to try to make A Living... 

I became An Actor... 

and people don't hire you. 

 

So you just spend your days doing 

the errands of your trade. 

Today I'd had to be up by 10:00 in The Morning

to make some important phone calls. 

 

Then I'd gone to the stationery 

store to buy envelopes. 

Then to the Xerox shop. 

There were dozens of things to do. 

By 5:00pm I'd finally made it to The Post Office,

and mailed off several copies of my plays -- meanwhile 

checking constantly with my answering service to see 

if my agent had called with any acting work. 

 

In The Morning, The Mailbox 

had just been stuffed with bills.

 What was I supposed to do? 

How was I supposed to pay them? 

After all, I was already doing My Best. 

 

I've lived in This City all My Life. 

I grew up on The Upper East Side, and 

when I was 10 years old, I was rich, 

I was an aristocrat, 

riding around in Taxis, 

surrounded by Comfort,

and all I thought about 

was Art and Music. 

 

Now I'm 36, and 

all I think about 

is Money. 

 

It was now 7:00pm and I would have liked nothing better 

than to Go Home and have My Girlfriend Debby

cook me a nice, delicious dinner. 

 

But for the last several years 

our financial circumstances have forced Debby 

to work three nights a week as a waitress. 

 

After all, somebody had to bring in a little Money. 

So I was on My Own. 

 

But The Worst Thing of All was 

that I'd been trapped by 

an odd series of circumstances 

into agreeing to have Dinner with 

A Man I'd been avoiding literally for years. 

 

His Name was André Gregory. 

At one time he'd been a very close friend of mine, 

as well as My Most Valued Colleague in The Theatre. 

 

In fact, he was 

The Man Who Had First Discovered Me,

and put one of My Plays on the professional stage.

 

When I'd known André, he'd been at the height of his career as a theater director 

 

The amazing work he did with his company the Manhattan Project... Had just stunned audiences throughout the world. But then something had happened to André, He dropped out of the theater. He sort of disappeared, For months at a time, his family seemed only to know that he was traveling... In some odd place like Tibet... which was really weird because he loved his wife and children. He never used to like to leave home at all, Or else you'd hear that someone had met him at a party and he'd been telling people... that he talked with trees or something like that. 

 

Obviously, Something Terrible 

had happened to André --

 

The whole idea of meeting him made me very nervous. 

 

I mean, I really wasn't up for that sort of thing, 

I had problems of my own. 

 

I mean, I couldn't help André. 

 

Was I supposed to be A Doctor, or what? 

 

Sir, My Name is Wallace Shawn. 

I'm expected at the table of André Gregory. 

 

That table will be a moment, sir. 

If you like, you may have a drink at the bar. - Good evening, sir. 

 

Could I have a club soda, please? 

 

I'm sorry, sir. We only serve Source de Pavilion. 

 

Oh, that'd be fine, thank you. 

 

When I'd called André, 

and he'd suggested that we meet in this particular restaurant, 

I'd been rather surprised, because André's taste 

used to be very ascetic... 

Even though people have always known that he had some money somewhere. 

I mean, how the hell else could he have been flying off to Asia 

and so on, and still have been supporting His Family? 

 

The reason I was meeting André was that 

an acquaintance of mine, George Grassfield

had called me and just insisted that I had to see him.

 

 Apparently, George had been walking his dog in an odd section of town the night before, 

and he'd suddenly come upon André... leaning against a crumbling old building and sobbing. 

 

André had explained to George that he'd just been watching the Ingmar Bergman movie  

Autumn Sonata about 25 blocks away, 

and he'd been seized by a fit of ungovernable crying 

when The Character played by Ingrid Bergman had said... 

"I could always live in My Art, 

but never in My Life." 

 

Wally! 

 

Wow.

My God. 

 

I remember, when I first started 

working with André's company... 

I couldn't get over the way the actors 

would hug when they greeted each other. 

 

"Wow. Now I'm really 

in The Theater," I thought. 

 

Well, you look Terrific. 

 

 

Well, I feel Terrible. 

PERHAPS •I• CAN FIND NEW WAYS TO •MOTIVATE• THEM….

The Ten Commandments - Moses' Focus and Dedication

The life of Moses (Charlton Heston), once favoured in the Pharaoh's (Yul Brynner) household, who turned his back on a privileged life to lead his people to freedom.

Beneath

"It was very imprudent of him, but when Barry saw the splendor of the chevalier's appearance, 

the nobleness of his manner, 

he felt it impossible to keep disguise with him. 

Those who have never been out of Their Country know little what it is to hear a friendly voice in captivity, 

and as many a man who will not understand the cause of the burst of feeling which was now about to take place. 

The chevalier was as much affected as Barry at thus finding one of his countrymen. 

For he too was an exile from home.  

And a friendly voice, a look, brought The Old Country back to his memory again.

Charlton Heston was reluctant to reprise the role of George Taylor for this movie, believing that 

Taylor's struggles were what drove the first movie,

 and that story had already reached its conclusion. 

A Sequel, in his opinion, would be a lackluster 

"Adventures amongst the monkeys". 

He eventually agreed to appear on condition that his scenes had to be shot within a two week period. 

He also insisted that Taylor had to be killed. 

He agreed to a compromise in which he'd disappear in the beginning of the film and reappear to die at the end. 

Heston claims in the documentary Behind The Planet of The Apes (1998) that he personally suggested the ending, saying, 

"Why don't I just set off this bomb 

and destroy The World. 

That's the end of the sequels."

MUTANT PRIEST :

I trust this simple ceremony convinced you of our peaceable intentions, and I'd like to thank you for your cooperation.

Astronaut BRENT :

When may we hope to be set free?

MUTANT PRIEST :

You may hope whenever you please, Mr. Brent.

How could we hope to let you go on the eve of war, Mr. Brent?

You know too many of Our Secrets, 

like Your Friend.

Astronaut BRENT :

Taylor!

Astronaut TAYLOR :

You're Brent!

Astronaut BRENT :

My God, Taylor!

Astronaut TAYLOR :

How in the hell did you get here?

Astronaut BRENT :

The same way you did.

Spaceship, ape city, subway...

Astronaut TAYLOR :

By yourself?

Astronaut BRENT :

No, Nova found me.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Nova?

Is she with you? Where?

Astronaut BRENT :

I don't know. 

They separated us.

They tried to make me kill her.

MUTANT PRIEST :

Mr. Taylor, Mr. Brent, we're peaceful people.

We don't kill Our Enemies.

We get Our Enemies to kill each other.

NOVA :

(Gutteral, desperate and stragulated)

TAY-LOR..!!

ZIRA :

Nova!

What are you doing here?

(Astronaut Brent enters behind her)

Taylor?!

Astronaut BRENT :

No, not Taylor. 

My Name's Brent.

ZIRA :

You talked!

That's impossible.

In a whole lifetime devoted to the scientific study of humans, I've only found one other like you who could talk.

Taylor.

ZIRA :

Is he alive?

Have you seen him?

Where? 

Astronaut BRENT :

Where? Tell us.

ZIRA :

Where? Where?

Astronaut BRENT :

I don't know where.

I'm trying to find him.

The longer I stay, the less I'm beginning to care.

CORNELIUS :

Oh, now, we loved Taylor.

He was a fine, a unique specimen.

Why, if it had not been for Zira here, he... he would still be here, a stuffed specimen in the great hall of the Zaius Museum, with his two friends.

Astronaut BRENT :

With his two friends...?

Well, I don't plan to stay around here quite that long.

Look, can you get me some food, some... some water, a map... a map, so at least I'll have some idea where I'm heading?

ZIRA :

You'll want that taken care of, too.

CORNELIUS :

I'll get the map.

Now, if you will look up here, ah, yes, 

towards The North.

This was the last place that we saw Taylor and Nova.

Astronaut BRENT :

What is that damn stuff?

ZIRA :

You wouldn't know if I told you.

Just relax --

Among other things, I'm a trained vet.

Astronaut BRENT :

Oh, great. 

Go on, go on.

CORNELIUS :

Taylor was riding with Nova here, between The Lake and The Sea.

Yes, they were heading deep into the territory we call...

Astronaut BRENT :

Yes, I know.

The Forbidden Zone.

CORNELIUS :

Who told you that?

Hmm?

ZIRA :

Your glorious leader back there.

CORNELIUS :

Zira!

Quick. Quick.

Dr. ZAIUS :

Cornelius, open the door.

ZIRA :

Put the things away.

Open it!

CORNELIUS :

Dr. Zaius, how nice.

We were just about to have something to eat.

Not until I've talked some sense to that headstrong wife of yours.

Where is she?

ZIRA :

Good day, Dr. Zaius.

CORNELIUS :

Has there been an accident?

ZIRA :

Cornelius hit me.

CORNELIUS :

Huh?

ZIRA :

For my bad behavior at the meeting.

I don't blame him.

ZIRA :

I don't resent it, but... his nails need clipping.

CORNELIUS :

Enough of this nonsense.

Are you so blind, you two psychologists that you're unaware that we're on the verge of a grave crisis?

You heard Ursus' speech.

ZIRA :

Militaristic tripe.

CORNELIUS :

Zira!

Perhaps. But now he has the incident he requires to go on a rampage of conquest.

ZIRA :

But that is appalling!

To remain silent while this bully Ursus is permitted to destroy everything in his path is no longer possible.

As Minister of Science, it's my duty to find out whether some other form of life exists.

CORNELIUS :

Where are you going?

Into the Forbidden Zone with Ursus.

ZIRA :

Another manhunt, Doctor?

Someone or some thing has outwitted the intelligence of the gorillas.

ZIRA :

That shouldn't be difficult.

CORNELIUS :

Shh, Zira.

We apes have learned to live in innocence.

Let no one, be it man or some other creature, dare to contaminate that innocence.

ZIRA :

Why, is innocence so evil?

Ignorance is!

There's a time for Truth.

ZIRA :

And the time is always now.

Are you asking me to surrender my principles?

I am asking you to be the guardians of the higher principles of science during my absence.

I am asking for a truce with your personal convictions in an hour of public danger.

CORNELIUS :

And you shall have it, Dr. Zaius, 

or I shall hit her again.

Let us have no violence, Cornelius.

Now, I'm relying on you both.

CORNELIUS :

And we are counting on you, too, Doctor.

If I should fail to return from the unknown, the whole future of our civilization may be yours to preserve or destroy, so think well before you act.

CORNELIUS :

Good-bye, Dr. Zaius, and good luck.

ZIRA :

Let me finish this up and get you out of here!

Astronaut BRENT :

Yeah, get me out of here, please.

I've seen the delicate, humane way they treat humans here.

I don't much care for it.

CORNELIUS :

Have you a horse?

Astronaut BRENT :

Yeah, out in the scrub.

ZIRA :

I'd better get you another set of clothes, the kind fit for humans, like yourself.

CORNELIUS :

You'll pass. Get rid of this.

And this, too.

If you are caught by the gorillas, you must remember one thing --

Astronaut BRENT :

What's that?

CORNELIUS :

NEVER to Speak.

Astronaut BRENT :

What the hell would I have to say to a gorilla?

CORNELIUS :

But you don't understand :

Only apes can speak -- 

Not her, and not you.

If they catch you speaking, they will dissect you and they will kill you in that order.

ZIRA :

Cornelius is right.

Be very careful.

And get out of these things you're wearing as soon as you can.

Astronaut BRENT :

Thanks.

ZIRA :

Thank us by finding Taylor.

Astronaut BRENT :

Yeah, if he's still alive.

In one of the countless billions of galaxies in The Universe, lies a medium-sized star —

And one of its satellites, a green and insignificant planet

— is now Dead.