Feral Cows

Dear Zoe,

Thank you for being such a courteous host.

It is, however, the tradition that the courteous host must speed the parting guest, and I'm sure you will accord with this.

Also, Thank You for your offer of food.

However, it is not my practice to eat cattle.

In the matter of blood, I'm a connoisseur.

Blood is Lives.

Blood is Testimony.

The Testimony of everyone I have ever destroyed flows in my veins.

I will choose with care who joins them now.

Ripeness is the first moment of Decay.

Sweetness is the promise of Corruption.

I shall look for The Perfect Food of This World.

And I will find it.

Never doubt that.

I will find it.

Blood is everything you needed to know, Zoe, if you understand how to read it.

Have you worked out how yet?

If you ever hope to match me, you'll have to.

Count Dracula

The “Wild” Cattle at Chillingham are The Stuff of Legend.

Around 700 years ago, one of The Lords of Chillingham Castle decided to let a herd of cattle on his land roam free, without Human Interference.

He reckoned that having wild cattle on his estate would provide him with an exciting hunt, and at the same time, deter cattle rustlers.

The herd have been there ever since.

“ It’s a bit of a mystery where the cattle came from —

About 800 years ago, The King granted the family, here A Right to Create a Castle, and to crenelate — and with that came The Right to create this Park.

And so they created The Park.

And the idea of The Park was really to hold Red Deer —

And the Red Deer were - well, they weren’t sacred, but they were definitely The Gift of The King -

and if you went and killed or hunted a Red Deer, without The Permission of The King...  Things were probably going to go very badly for you, and you would probably lose your life... and with, maybe, a few other things as well..

So, to suddenly have The Park, for the family here, was a BIG Deal...

 

So they created The Wall, and at some stage, they must've come and shut all the gates, or whatever they'd created -

and they caught all of the Red Deer, but they ALSO caught these cattle.

And The Mystery is  - What Were The Cattle DOING, Roaming around, here -- when we KNOW that cattle have been domesticated in this country for AT LEAST five thousand years, possibly six --

So, Why were The Cattle  in The Woods....?

No-one really knows.

The Cattle have been here for 800 years and more, and for the first couple of hundred years of their existence, they served no agricultural purpose at all, really - and What They Were Here For, was hunting, and to be hunted --

So they needed them WILD.

The last thing you want if you are going out hunting an animal to prove how tough and manly you were is something Tame, that's no good.

You needed to have something that was stroppy.

So they kept them stroppy, they didn't allow any sort of domesticated breeds to get in amongst them,

Special Agent Dale Cooper : 

Roger —

I know The Moves I'm supposed to make. 

And I know The Board.

FBI Agent Roger Hardy : 

So?

Special Agent Dale Cooper : 

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. 

And I've started to focus out beyond The Edge of The Board. 

On A Bigger Game.

FBI Agent Roger Hardy : 

What Game?

Special Agent Dale Cooper : 

The sound The Wind makes through The Vines. 

The Sentience of Animals.

What we fear in The Dark and what lies beyond The Darkness.

FBI Agent Roger Hardy : 

What the hell are you talking about?

Special Agent Dale Cooper : 

I'm talking about seeing beyond Fear, Roger. 

About looking at The World with Love.

FBI Agent Roger Hardy : 

They're liable to extradite you for 

Murder and Drug Trafficking.

Special Agent Dale Cooper : 

These are Things I Cannot Control.

“ Wotan had toiled to create the free Siegfried; presented with the free Siegfried, he was enraged. 

This terrible need to be needed often finds its outlet in pampering an animal. To learn that someone is “fond of animals” tells us very little until we know in what way. 

For there are two ways.

On the one hand the higher and domesticated animal is, so to speak, a “bridge” between us and the rest of nature. 

We all at times feel somewhat painfully our human isolation from the sub-human world—the atrophy of instinct which our intelligence entails, our excessive self-consciousness, the innumerable complexities of our situation, our inability to live in the present. If only we could shuffle it all off! We must not—and incidentally we can’t—become beasts. 

But we can be with a beast. 

It is personal enough to give the word with a real meaning; yet it remains very largely an unconscious little bundle of biological impulses. It has three legs in nature’s world and one in ours. It is a link, an ambassador. 

Who would not wish, as Bosanquet put it, “to have a representative at the court of Pan?"

Man with dog closes a gap in the universe. But of course animals are often used in a worse fashion. 

If you need to be needed and if your family, very properly, decline to need you, a pet is the obvious substitute. You can keep it all its life in need of you. 

You can keep it permanently infantile, reduce it to permanent invalidism, cut it off from all genuine animal well-being, and compensate for this by creating needs for countless little indulgences which only you can grant. 

The unfortunate creature thus becomes very useful to the rest of the household; it acts as a sump or drain—you are too busy spoiling a dog’s life to spoil theirs. 

Dogs are better for this purpose than cats: a monkey, I am told, is best of all. 

Also it is more like the real thing. 

To be sure, it’s all very bad luck for the animal. But probably it cannot fully realise the wrong you have done it. 

Better still, you would never know if it did."

— CS Lewis : The Four Loves

Cows have just the right level of Fear -- They'll keep a wary distance, but if they're handled properly, they won't  scare.

Many animals, like antelope and most species of deer, can't be domesticated -- because the slightest surprise causes them to bolt.

If you try to fence-in a herd of gazelles, they'll batter themselves to death on The Fence, trying to escape in a panic.

In Indian mythology, the call of the inner world, the call of the unconscious, is often portrayed as a Deer that is tantalizingly close but eludes being  caught. 

 The King and his courtiers were galloping along when the King saw a deer just  out of bow-and-arrow range. 

He veered off and began following it, but the miraculous deer kept just outside his range. 

The King went plunging further and further  into The Forest, chasing The Deer all day, so intent was he, in his masculine vigor, to  catch this prized animal. 

By late afternoon, the King was irretrievably lost, and The Deer had vanished. 

What a Wonderful Deer. 

He gets you Where You Need to Go and  then Leaves You.  

The King was exhausted and rather frightened, as he was now separated from  his courtiers. 

Being a Wise Young Man, he got off his horse and sat down. 

If you  don’t know what to do, 

sit quietly until your wits come back. 

Van Helsing :

Count Dracula,

please attend my words with care.

CHAINS CLANG

This is St Mary's Convent of Budapest,

and you are not welcome here.

You are most specifically not invited in.

SNARLS AND HISSES

SNARLS

SNARLS

Van Helsing :

Oh!

So it's True, then.

That's interesting.

MOTHER SUPERIOR: 

What is?

Van Helsing :

"A Vampire may not enter any abode unless invited in."

I wasn't sure about that one.

MOTHER SUPERIOR :

A vampire?

Dracula :

You unlocked The Gate and you weren't sure?

Mother Superior :

A vampire?!

Van Helsing :

Oh, the iron wasn't keeping you out.

You could have torn it apart like matchwood.

Dracula :

I could tear you apart

Van Helsing :

Not from out there, you couldn't.

But what's stopping you?

A-a feeling?

A force?

Is it physical or mental?

Why do you need an invitation?

Dracula :

Do you expect me to tell you?

Van Helsing :

Oh, I don't even expect you to KNOW

A Beast can follow rules. 

I don't expect it to understand them.

NUNS GASP

Dracula :

I am More Than a Beast.

Van Helsing :

In what way?

By your own account, you've been on this Earth for hundreds of years, and you can't even walk into a nunnery?

An ox could do it.

How are you more than A Beast?

Dracula :

Do you want me to show you?

Van Helsing :

Of course.

I'm waiting.

Dracula :

WHISPERS: 

Come here. Come here.

Come here. Come here a moment.

Come closer.

Look at them.

Look at Your Sisters — 

Van Helsing :

Armed and Ready.

Dracula :

You're not looking.

Van Helsing :

I don't need to.

Dracula :

One of them - that's all I need.

If just one of your pretty little army beckons me in.... 

I will tear your world to pieces

and I will drink my fill.

Van Helsing :

Why would they invite you in?

What do you have to offer?

Dracula :

Eternal Life.

Van Helsing :

Well, they have that already.

Thanks.

Dracula :

Starting tonight, because the first one to invite me in stays at my side.

The Others I will tear apart, and, ladies...

I will take my time.

One should never rush a nun.

Van Helsing :

Your words are not welcome here.

Dracula :

Well, if you find you're not tempted by my offer, ask yourself this.

Who is?

Who's Weakest?

Who's the most afraid?

Who will break first?

And is there still time for it to be

you?

LAUGHS: 

What's that?

What are you doing?

Van Helsing :

You wanted to know Who's Weakest?

I'm SHOWING you.

SNARLS

ROARS

Van Helsing :

Oh, go on, help yourself!

There's a dog comes past here most days.

We often give it scraps.

SNARLS

Van Helsing :

Go on. You've come so far.

I'm sure you could do with a drink.

SNARLS

Van Helsing :

Hmm. You see, I'm not certain I see the appeal.

SNARLS

SNARLS

Van Helsing :

Each to his own, I suppose.

Dracula :

Do you think... 

provoking me is clever?

Van Helsing :

Yes. I Do.

I want to learn about you.

I want to see the limit of your capability.

That's The Point of This Experiment.

Dracula :

You have no conception.

Not the first idea.

Van Helsing :

Hmm...

Here, boy!

Mother Superior :

This is contemptible.

You are Without Shame.

Dracula :

Be careful.... what you Say to me.

Van Helsing :

Don't speak with your mouth full.

She's EARNED The Right to EXPRESS her contempt, you know. 

We ALL have.

Each of these women in front of you has Turned Her Back on Earthly Pleasures.

Resisting ALL forms of Temptation, 

We have freed Ourselves of Appetite, 

and therefore of Fear.

That is why you can't bear the sight of THIS.

It speaks of a holy virtue

you do not possess.

It is goodness incarnate.

Dracula :

LAUGHS SOFTLY

For a moment there, 

I thought you were Clever.

But no.

No, that's not why I fear The Cross.

Goodness has got nothing to do with it.

Van Helsing :

So you say, but how can a mere beast understand its own fear?

No-one will invite you in, Count Dracula.

They'll just pity you right where you are.

Dracula :

Who are you?

Van Helsing :

Finish your scraps. 

That's all you'll be getting tonight.

GAME

 

Take a look at The Lawman,

Beating up the wrong guy --

Oh, Man! Wonder if he'll ever know?

He's on The Best-Selling Show

Is there Life on Mars...?

Did you find the girl? 

 

No, well, I can't say I'm very surprised. 

 

I'm going to rest in my bed for half an hour. 

I do not wish to be disturbed. 

I'd stay there until tonight, if I was you. 

We don't much relish strangers around today. 

 

He's asleep. I don't like to use it on him, really. 

The laird said we're to take no chances, didn't he? 

 

I know, but with the Hand of Glory there's no telling when you wake. 

He might sleep for days. 

 

All the better. 

 

Shh! 

We don't want him butting in. 

Go on, light it up. 

That will make you sleep, my pretty Sergeant. 

I'm away to change. 

We can't do without Punch. 

You best get on ahead. 

They've given you girls five minutes start, haven't they? 

Good-bye. 

What's the matter with you, Macgreagor? 

Do you call that dancing?

Cut some capers, man. Use your bladder. 

Play The Fool. 

That's what you're here for. 

I suppose you've been getting drunk at your own bar. 

That's more like it! 

Good, good! 

 

Here comes the job, that you chop off your head! 

Chop, chop, chop, chop. 

Chop, chop, chop, chop. 

 

Everyone must go through, Macgreagor. 

It's a Game of Chance, remember. 

 

It's Holly. 

Well done. 

 

Now, my friends, to The Beach. 

O god of the sea, I offer you this ale as a libation, that you may bestow upon us in the year to come the rich and diverse fruits of your kingdom. 

Hail, god of the seas! Accept our offering! 

And now, for our more dreadful sacrifice... 

yo those who command the fruit of the Earth. 

 

It's Rowan. 

 

What's the matter, Mr. Macgreagor? 

Now, don't be frightened. I'm a police officer.

I've got to try and get you away.

Hurry, mister, please.

I don't like it here. They're coming. 

Do you know what they're gonna do? 

They're going to - - Come on, come on. Hurry, hurry! 

We can escape through The Cave. I know The Way. 

Quickly. That's The Way Out up there. 

Come on. It's through a big tunnel. 

We seem to have lost our torch-bearing friends.

 

I'm sorry. It was worse than I remembered it.

Did I do it right?

You did it beautifully! 

Dear little Rowan. Rowan, darling. 

Come on, now. 

LORD: 

Welcome, Fool. 

You have come of your own Free Will to the appointed place. 

The Game is over. 

POLICEMAN :

Game? What Game? 

LORD :

The Game of The Hunted leading The Hunter. 

You came here to find Rowan Morrison, but it is We who have found You and brought You Here and controlled your every thought and action since You arrived. 

Principally, we persuaded you to think that Rowan Morrison was being held as a sacrifice because our crops failed last year. 

POLICEMAN :

I know your crops failed. 

I saw the harvest photograph. 

LORD :

Oh, yes. They failed, all right, disastrously so... for the first time since my grandfather came Here. 

The blossom came but The Fruit withered and died on The Bough. 

That must not happen again this year. 

It is our most earnest belief that the best way of preventing this is to offer to our God of The Sun and to The Goddess of Our Orchards the most acceptable sacrifice that lies in our power. 

Animals are fine, but their acceptability is limited. 

A little child is even better, but not nearly as effective as the right kind of adult. 

POLICEMAN :

What do you mean, "right kind of adult"? 

LORD :

You, Sergeant, are the right kind of adult, as our painstaking researches have revealed. 

You, uniquely, were The One We Needed. 

A Man who would come Here of his own Free Will. 

A Man who has come Here with The Power of a King by representing The Law. 

A Man who would come Here as a Virgin. 

A Man who has come Here as a Fool. 

POLICEMAN :

Get out of my way. 

WENCH :

You are The Fool, Mr. Howie - 

Punch, one of the great Fool-Victims of History, for you have accepted The Role of King for a day, and who but A Fool would do that? 

But you will be revered and anointed as a King. 

You will undergo Death and Rebirth - Resurrection, if you like. 

The rebirth, sadly, will not be yours, but that of our crops. 

POLICEMAN :

I am a Christian, and as a Christian, I Hope for Resurrection. 

And even if you kill me now, it is I who will live again, not your damned apples. 

Sleep Close and fast 

POLICEMAN :

 

No matter what you do, you can't change the fact that I believe in the Life Eternal, as promised to Us by Our Lord, Jesus Christ. 

I believe in The Life Eternal as promised to Us by Our Lord, Jesus Christ. 

LORD :

That is good. For believing what you do, we confer upon you a rare gift these days - a Martyr's Death. 

You will not only have Life Eternal, but you will sit with The Saints among The Elect. 

Come. It is time to keep your appointment with The Wicker Man. 

POLICEMAN :

Now, wait! Now, all of you, just wait and listen to me. 

And you can wrap it up any way you like. 

You are about to commit murder. Can you not see? 

There is no Sun God. 

There is no Goddess of The Fields. 

Your crops failed because your strains failed. 

Fruit is not meant to be grown on these islands. 

It's against Nature. 

Don't you see that killing me is not going to bring back your apples? 

Summerisle, you know it won't. Go on, man. 

Tell them. Tell them it won't. 

LORD :

I know it will. 

POLICEMAN :

Well, don't you understand that if your crops fail this year, next year you're going to have to have another blood sacrifice? 

And next year, no one less than The King of Summerisle himself will do. 

If the crops fail, Summerisle, next year your people will kill you on May Day. 

LORD :

They will not fail. The Sacrifice of The Willing King-like Virgin-Fool, will be accepted. 

POLICEMAN :

But don't you see I'll be missed?

They'll come looking for me.

There will be no traces. Bring him up, Oak. 

Go on.

No! Think! Just think what you're doing

! Think what you're doing! Think! In The Name of God, think what you're doing! 

Oh, God! Oh, Jesus Christ! 

Oh, my God! Christ! No, no, dear God! No, Christ! No, no! 

Mighty god of the Sun, bountiful goddess of our orchards, accept our sacrifice and make our blossoms fruit. Mighty god of the Sun, bountiful goddess of our orchards... - Hear ye the words of the lord! ...accept our sacrifice and make our blossoms fruit. Awake, ye heathens, and hold! It is the Lord who hath laid waste your orchards! It is he who hath made them bare! - Reverence the sacrifice. Hold, ye husbandmen, because the harvest of your field hath perished and the vine is dried up and the apple tree languisheth! Even all the trees of the field are withered because the truth is withered away from the sons of men. Desire shall fail and ye shall all die accursed! Summer is a-comin' in Loudly sing cuckoo Grows the seed and blows the mead And springs the wood anew Sing cuckoo Ewe bleats harshly after lamb Cows after calves make moo The lord's my shepherd I'll not want He takes me down to lie in pastures - Oh, God. Grows the seed and blows the mead And springs the wood anew - Sing cuckoo - Oh, God. I humbly entreat you for the soul of this, thy servant, Neil Howie... who will today depart from this world. Do not deliver me into The Enemy's hands... or put me out of mind forever. Let me not undergo the real pains of hell, dear God, because I die unshriven - Cuckoo, cuckoo - and establish me in that bliss which knows no ending, - Cuckoo - through Christ, our lord. Grows the seed and blows the mead Failure! Failure! Sing cuckoo Ewe bleats harshly after lamb Cows after calves make moo Bullock stamps and deer champs Now shrilly sing cuckoo Cuckoo, cuckoo Wild bird are you Be never still, cuckoo

Game : The Sport of Kings

LORD: 

Welcome, Fool. 

You have come of your own Free Will to the appointed place. 

The Game is over. 

POLICEMAN :

Game? What Game? 

LORD :

The Game of The Hunted leading The Hunter. 

You came here to find Rowan Morrison, but it is WE who have found YOU and brought You Here and controlled your every thought and action since You arrived. 

“They both had a particular way of yelling. The Northern troops made a sort of hurrah — it was called by one soldier ‘the deep, generous, manly shout of the Northern soldier.’ 

The Confederates of course had what was called 

The Rebel Yell.

We don’t really know what that sounded like. One Northerner described it by describing the peculiar corkscrew sensation that goes up your backbone when you hear it. 

And he said, ‘

If you claimed you’ve heard it and weren’t scared, that means you’ve never heard it.’

It was basically, I think, a sort of fox-hunt yip mixed up with a banshee squall, and it was used on the attack. 

An old Confederate veteran after the war was asked at a UDC meeting somewhere in Tennessee to give the Rebel Yell. 

The Ladies had never heard it. 

And he said, 

‘It can’t be done, except at a run, 

and I couldn’t do it anyhow with a mouthful of false teeth 

and a stomach full of food!'”

Dr. Zaius :

Have you forgotten your Scripture? 

The Thirteenth Scroll?

(quoting from memory)

'And Proteus brought the upright beast

into The Garden, and chained him to a tree,

and the children made sport of him.'

CORNELIUS

(impatiently)

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.

326EXT. ARCHEOLOGICAL CAMP - ESTABLISHING SHOT - DAY

Sand bars and two narrow beaches are in evidence here. The camp itself

consists of several lean-tos against the cliff wall. Above the camp,

reached by ladders connected to scaffolding, is the mouth of a cave.

Zira is cleaning up the breakfast things; Zaius and Lucius are sorting

out equipment.

A-326CLOSER ANGLE - TAYLOR AND ZIRA

A small bowl of water rests on the ground in front of Taylor He has

nearly finished shaving himself with a sharp hunting knife. Nova

watches, a look of fascinated approval on her face. Taylor rinses off

his knife, starts to dry it. Nova reaches out, gently strokes his

smooth -- if nicked -- chin.

TAYLOR

(smiling)

You like it?

Lucius and Cornelius come up, Zira with them.

LUCIUS

(disapprovingly)

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.

CORNELIUS

(to Taylor, quizzically)

It makes you look somehow ... less

intelligent.

Taylor grins wryly at Cornelius, picks up his rifle.

TAYLOR

When are you going to show me what's

in the cave?

CORNELIUS

Right now, if you like.

They cross the beach to the ladders, when suddenly they hear the sound

of horses. They look o.s.

B-326WHAT THEY SEE:

Dr. Zaius and five armed and mounted apes have come around the corner

of the beach and ride toward them through the rocks.

C-326MEDIUM - THE GROUP

Taylor scrambles up onto the lower scaffold. Lucius runs to a lean-to,

scoops up his rifle.

CORNELIUS

Lucius -- don't fire at them.

The party rides up.

ZAIUS

You're all under arrest!

(to Lucius)

You seditious scoundrel. Drop that

rifle.

327-OUT

348

349FLASH SHOT - LUCIUS

He wavers, lowering his piece.

350WIDER ANGLE - TO INCLUDE BOTH GROUPS

Zaius' gorillas ride forward a few paces, but halt again as Taylor

shouts:

TAYLOR

Stop right there.

ZAIUS

Don't be a fool. You're outnumbered

and outgunned.

Taylor aims at Zaius and calls out:

TAYLOR

If there's any shooting, Dr. Zaius,

you'll be the first to die. Depend

on it.

CORNELIUS

(protesting)

Taylor, you're not in command here.

Put down that gun.

TAYLOR

Shut up.

Silence.Zaius knows Taylor isn't bluffing.

ZAIUS

Very well.

(to his followers)

Lower your weapons.

They obey. Taylor calls again:

TAYLOR

(pointing)

Tell them to move around the point.

Out of range.

Zaius turns and whispers to his apes. They rein about and ride away

through the rocks. Zaius dismounts and approaches the fugitives alone.

He is unarmed.

351CLOSER ANGLE - THE GROUP

As Zaius draws nearer) Lucius lowers his rifle. But Taylor keeps his at

the ready.

CORNELIUS

(uncertainly)

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.

(a glance at Taylor)

I see you brought along the female of

your species.

(Taylor nods)

I didn't realize a man could be monogamous.

TAYLOR

On this planet -- it's easy.

Zaius laughs derisively, then turns to the apes.

ZAIUS

(evenly)

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

(respectfully)

We've never meant to be treasonable, sir.

(pointing off)

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.

TAYLOR

(derisively)

And that's your Minister of Science. Honor-

bound to expand the frontiers of knowledge.

ZIRA

(worried)

Taylor, please --

TAYLOR

Except that he's also the Chief Defender

of the Faith.

ZAIUS

(loftily)

There is no contradiction between faith

and science. True science.

TAYLOR

(suddenly angered)

All right, let's see if you're willing

to put that statement to a test.

CORNELIUS

Taylor, I'd rather you -

TAYLOR

No. You saved me from this fanatic. Maybe

I can pay you back.

ZAIUS

(calmly)

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.

He gestures toward the path leading to it. Zaius, Zira, and Cornelius

start upward. Lucius starts to follow them.

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.

He pats the barrel of Lucius' gun, in the manner of a stern but

benevolent non-com, then starts up the trail with Nova at his heels.

Lucius, unused to taking commands from an animal, scowls after him,

then shrugs, adjusting to the Idea.

352-

355OUT

356 EXT. WESTERN WALL OF GORGE - LONG SHOT - ANGLING UP

AFTERNOON

The sun hovers over the lofty rim of the lake like a great red balloon.

The wall of the gorge, in shadow, is a darker hue.

357EXT. EASTERN WALL OF GORGE - LONG SHOT - ANGLING UP

The crenelated east wall, looking like a red cathedral, is aglow with

sunlight. So is the mouth of the cave as the three apes, Taylor and

Nova pass through it and o.s.

358INT. CAVERN - BOOM SHOT - DAY

Nature has formed a vaulted room here. It need not be enormous, but

should be as weird and fantastic as production capabilities permit.

There is an ape-made excavation in the floor of the cave, some ten feet

square and eight feet deep. Some small objects lie on the rim of the

excavation. Zaius, Cornelius, Zira, Taylor and Nova enter from the

outside.

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: The effect should be an eyeful. I wish to create an

illusion of sunlight penetrating this cave, flooding it with direct,

refracted illumination, transforming it into a kaleidoscopic cavern.)

ZAIUS

Present your evidence, Cornelius.

Cornelius clambers down into the pit, followed by Zira. Taylor bends

down, examines some of the artifacts lined along the edge of the

excavation. Nova sits beside him.

CORNELIUS

(pointing)

It was at this level I discovered traces

of an early ape creature -- stage of

primitive barbarism, really -- dating back

roughly thirteen hundred years. It was here

I found cutting tools and arrowheads of

quartz and the fossilized bones of

carnivorous gorillas.

CAMERA (ON BOOM) MOVES IN SLOWLY as Cornelius continues:

CORNELIUS

But the artifacts lying at your feet

were found here, at this level. And

that's the paradox. The more ancient

culture is the more advanced. Admittedly,

many of these objects are unidentified,

but clearly they were fashioned by beings

with a knowledge of metallurgy.

CAMERA KEEPS MOVING IN on the group in and around the excavation as

Cornelius continues:

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

(interrupting)

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.

TAYLOR

Perhaps that's why they're on your staff.

Zaius flicks a hostile glance at Taylor, then looks down at the

artifacts. He nudges them with his foot.

ZAIUS

Secondly, if these 'tools' as you call

them, are unidentified, why are they

introduced as 'evidence' of anything?

ZIRA

(promptly)

But there's the doll, sir.

ZAIUS

What?

CORNELIUS

(pointing)

Right there. The human doll.

Zaius deigns to stoop and pick it up.

359CLOSE ON DOLL - IN ZAIUS' HAND

It is only a porcelain fragment, but the head is intact, and it is

unmistakably the form of a human child.

ZAIUS

What does this prove? My grand-

daughter plays with human dolls.

360FULL SHOT - THE EXCAVATION - INCLUDING TAYLOR

Exasperated, Zira turns to the man for confirmation.

ZIRA

Taylor! Tell him.

TAYLOR

He has a point. On my planet children

often play with ape dolls.

Zaius idly tosses the doll to the ground near Nova. She picks it up,

studies it.

361GROUP SHOT - THE THREE APES

Cornelius tries again.

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?

(quoting from memory)

'And Proteus brought the upright beast

into the garden, and chained him to a tree,

and the children made sport of him.'

CORNELIUS

(impatiently)

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.

A-361ANOTHER ANGLE - TO INCLUDE TAYLOR AND NOVA

As Zira again appeals to the man.

ZIRA

Are you going to let that pass without

an answer?

Taylor, who has been toying with objects in the dirt, looks up.

TAYLOR

Yes. I have to agree. From all you've

found so far, his position's as good as

yours.

CORNELIUS

(annoyed)

What are you doing there?

TAYLOR

Reconstructing a life. Care to have a

look?

Cornelius and Zira cross the pit and Zaius walks around the rim of the

excavation.

B-361MED. CLOSE SHOT - FAVORING TAYLOR AND NOVA

As the apes come close. A number of artifacts have been arranged in

front of Taylor.

TAYLOR

(to Cornelius)

These were found near the human doll,

right?

(Cornelius nods)

Well, whoever owned them was in pretty

bad shape.

He picks up the twisted fragment of a pair of spectacles.

TAYLOR

Defective eyesight..

As Taylor continues his monologue, he picks up the other objects one by

one.

TAYLOR

He wore false teeth.

(pause)

He suffered from a hernia and used

this truss to hold up his insides ...

(pause)

And toward the end, these little rings

of stainless steel enclosed a prefab-

ricated valve in his failing heart.

Taylor pauses. Zaius picks up two of the steel rings, studies them.

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.

(to Zaius pointedly)

Yet, fragile as he was, he came before you

-- and was superior to you.

ZAIUS

(a calm smile)

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.

362WIDER ANGLE - TO INCLUDE TAYLOR AND NOVA

She is poking her finger inside the decapitated head of the doll. From

it comes a distorted SOUND.

DOLL'S HEAD

Mamma! Mamma! Mamma!.

The apes stare at the doll in astonishment. Taylor snatches the doll

from Nova, brandishes it at the astonished Zaius.

TAYLOR

Dr. Zaius! Would an ape make a human

doll that talks?

Zaius looks at him, speechless. At that moment the CRACK of a distant

rifle shot reverberates through the cavern. All present freeze,

listening.

ZIRA

Lucius....

363-

364OUT

365FULL SHOT - THE CAVERN - REVERSE ANGLE

Taylor alone is armed. Raising his rifle, he glowers at Zaius.

TAYLOR

You louse!

Cornelius is already crossing the pit. He climbs out arid races toward

the mouth of the cave. Taylor runs after him. Zira and Nova hurry after

Taylor.

366MED. SHOT - ZAIUS

Expressionless, he looks down at the doll, then moves toward the mouth

of the cave.

367EXT. TRAIL FROM CAVE TO CAMP - ANGLING UP

Cornelius emerges from mouth of the cave and runs down the trail toward

CAMERA. He halts in f.g., looking down at:

368THE CAMP SITE - AS SEEN FROM THE TRAIL

Two of Zaius' gorillas have disarmed Lucius and are clubbing him with

their rifle butts. Two other mounted apes are driving the scientists'

horses back beyond the trees.

369EXT. THE TRAIL - AS SEEN FROM THE BEACH

Cornelius, Taylor, Nova and Zira (in that order) can be seen high

above, descending the trail. CAMERA PULLS BACK TO DISCLOSE A GORILLA

SNIPER in immediate f.g., crouching behind a boulder near the water. He

sights his rifle at the man on the trail. Taylor is still too distant

to make a sure target, and so the sniper waits.

370CLOSER ANGLE - TAYLOR ON THE TRAIL

This portion of the trail has no cover or concealment. Unaware of the

sniper, Taylor looks down at the camp as he makes his descent.

371LONG SHOT - TAYLOR - AS SEEN IN THE SNIPER'S SIGHTS

The gorilla fires.

372CLOSE SHOT - TAYLOR

The bullet ricochets off the rock wall a foot above his head. Taylor

scans the terrain bewlow, looking for the sniper. Nova comes to his

side, pointing at:

373THE SNIPER - FROM THEIR P.O.V.

His head is visible behind the boulder as he reloads his piece.

374FLASH SHOT

He aims and fires.

375FLASH SHOT - THE SNIPER

Taylor has missed him, but the sniper ducks behind the boulder.

376THE TRAIL - PANNING WITH TAYLOR AND NOVA

Taylor takes her hand and they race back up the trail to where Zira is

standing. Outcroppings of rock offer some cover here. Taylor pushes

Nova down behind a rock and signals for Zira to follow suit.

377CLOSE GROUP SHOT - TAYLOR, NOVA AND ZIRA

The sniper's SECOND SHOT rings out. Instead of returning the fire,

Taylor looks up the rail at:

378ZAIUS - FRO14 TAYLOR'S P.O.V.

He is standing impassively on the trail a short distance below the

mouth of the cave.

379FLASH SHOT - TAYLOR

Bent low, he comes charging up the trail toward Zaius. The sniper's

THIRD SHOT splatters rock fragments around him.

380REVERSE ANGLE - THE TRAIL - ANGLING UP

Zaius starts to retreat to the cave, but stumbles and falls on some

loose shale. No sooner has Zaius regained his feet than Taylor

overtakes him. Seizing the ape around the neck with his left arm.

Taylor drives the muzzle of his pistol into Zaius' kidney. He spins

Zaius around, using him as a shield.

381CLOSE TWO SHOT - ZAIUS AND TAYLOR

Taylor releases the pressure on Zaius' throat but keeps the gun pointed

at his back.

TAYLOR

Tell him to pull back!

ZAIUS

(a hoarse cry)

Cease fire! Withdraw!

His command echoes from the west wall of the canyon.

382LONG SHOT - THE FLOOR OF THE GORGE - FROM THEIR P.O.V.

The sniper emerges from behind a boulder near the shore, and walks off

along the beach.

383BACK TO TAYLOR AND ZAIUS

Taylor lift's the muzzle of his rifle and presses it against the back

of Zaius' head.

TAYLOR

I ought to kill you right now.

(nudging him)

Let's go.

They move off down the trail.