Battle for the Planet of the Apes

In the beginning|God created beast and man...

so that both might live|in friendship...

and share dominion|over a world at peace

But in the fullness of time,|evil men betrayed God's trust..

and in disobedience|to his holy word...

waged bloody wars..

not only against their own kind..

but against the apes,|whom they reduced to slavery.

Then God, in his wrath,|sent the world a savior...

miraculously born of two apes..

who descended on Earth|from Earth's own future.

And man was afraid..

for both parent apes possessed|the power of speech.

Come on!

Cornelius!

So both were brutally murdered

But the child ape survived..

and grew up to set his|fellow creatures free...

from the yoke of human slavery

Do.

No!

Yet in the aftermath|of this victory...

the surface of the world|was ravaged...

by the vilest war in human history

The great cities of the world|split asunder...

and were flattened.

And out of one such city...

our savior led a remnant|of those who survived...

in search of greener pastures...

where ape and human might|forever live in friendship...

according to divine will.

His name was Caesar...

and this is his story|in those far-off days.

You're not gonna make it, Jake.

Nah, we'll make it.

I'll show you how.

Thanks, Aldo.

You will call me by my proper rank-|General!

Yes, General.

Don't put him in the corral.|I won't be long.

Gorillas, read me what I've written.

Ape shall never kill ape.

Ape shall never kill ape

Shall ape ever kill man?

You're late, General Aldo

Come and read this to the class.

I won't.

You won't because you can't..

and you can't because|you don't want to learn..

and it is my duty to|report this to Caesar.

If my father were a gorilla...

we'd all be learning|riding instead of writing.

Silence.

Cornelius.

Remember, you are|Caesar's son and heir.

Being a good rider isn't enough|for being a good ruler...

though in human history..

quite a number of military dictators|seem to have thought so.

Now, all of you take up your charcoal sticks|and your parchments...

and copy down what I've written

The best shall be hung|from these hooks.

I can think of better things|to hang from those hooks.

But, Virgil, can we|tamper with time?

Accept my premise.|- What premise?

That since man once learned|to travel faster than sound...

he could later have learned to travel faster than light.|- We accept.

Imagine a musician|giving a live broadcast...

from what was once London to what|was once New York on a Wednesday.

He then travels faster than light...

from London to New York...

where he arrives-|as physicists would confirm...

on the previous Tuesday,|listens to his own broadcast on the Wednesday...

dislikes its quality intensely...

then travels back|faster than light to London...

in time for him to decide|not to give his broadcast.

Come. I'll prove it|to you logically.

Good, Cornelius,|but you've made a mistake here.

You have put a "b" in place|of the second "p."

Teacher, have you|forgotten your own name?

Everyone has always called me|Teacher that I had forgotten.

"Ape shall never kill Abe."

Thank you, Cornelius.|That was a very kind thought.

Gorillas.|All right, Aldo...

let's start with you.

General Aldo

With respect, General Aldo...

this is barely legible|and will have to be written again

Your capital "A" leans over|like a tent in a high wind.

And your capital "K"...

"Ape shall never kill Abe."

No, Aldo! No!

Teacher!

Teacher, you've spoken|the unspeakable.

In all our years|of slavery to mankind...

the word "no" was the one word|we were electrically conditioned to fear.

Caesar has forbidden you|its utterance in perpetuity.

An ape may say no to a human...

but a human may never|again say no to an ape.

Tell him you're sorry and go home|while you've still got a home to go to.

I'll put in a good word|for you with Caesar.

General Aldo, I'm... I'm sorry.

The writing you destroyed|was by Caesar's son.

I did not want you to|suffer Caesar's anger!

What do I care for Caesar's anger?

Let me give you a taste of mine!

Grab him!

Stop, Teacher!|Grab him!

Stop!

Grab him.|Grab the teacher!

Grab him

Stop, Teacher!|Grab him!

Stop!

Grab him.|Grab the teacher!

Stop! Stop!

We'll teach the teacher a lesson.

Throw him in the corral,|where all humans belong.

I said stop, Aldo.

He broke the law. With his own mouth,|he broke the first law.

I am the law.|What has he done?

Caesar, I was there.

Teacher only reverted|to type under provocation.

He spoke like a slave master|in the old days of our servitude..

when we were conditioned|to mechanical obedience.

He uttered a negative imperative.

Could you put that into words...

which even Caesar could understand?

Um, he said, "No, Aldo. No."

General Aldo deliberately|tore up a writing exercise...

written especially for me|by Caesar's son.

Teacher, you're old enough|to be well aware that "no"...

is the one word a human|may never say to an ape...

because apes once|heard it said to them...

a hundred times a day by humans.

Yes, I am old enough.

The schoolroom was wrecked.|- The class is ended.

The schoolroom is closed!|Now we go back to riding horses!

Aldo!

You and your friends...

will return to the schoolroom...

and put it back in order.

Abe, no gorilla|is to be dismissed..

until everything is back in its place.|- Yes, Caesar.

Father, since there won't be|any more school today...

may I go out and play?

Can't you study in the house?

I could, father, but...

Run along and play.

Where are my students?

I was just in the midst...

of explaining my theory|of time relativity.

If Caesar permits,|I would like my-

Caesar permits.|- Thank God.

You look concerned, MacDonald.

I am, Caesar. I think|that Aldo's hatred...

is not confined to humans.

Look out!

I think Aldo may be|riding for a fall.

If only my mother and father...

whom I was too|young to remember-

If only they'd lived...

perhaps they would have taught me...

if it was right to kill evil...

so that good should prevail.

But you know,|Caesar, history shows-

Oh, no, no. That is human history,|not ape history.

Ape never kills ape.

Oh, here's the list...

of our winter supplies so far.

I've got to be getting along.|I'm starving.

I could eat a horse.|- A horse?

Oh, you remember, Lisa.|They used to eat lots of things-

dead cattle, dead chickens,|dead pigs.

Now we live and chew nuts...

at our master's command.

That will be all, Julie.|- Thank you.

We are not your masters.

We're not your equals.

MacDonald, I believe that...

when you truly grow to know and trust a person,|you cannot help but like him.

When we grow to know|and trust your people...

then we shall all be equals...

and remain so until|the end of the world

Which may be sooner than you think.

You are such a pessimist!|- Or a prophet.

Now that apes are at the helm...

Earth will sail safely through space|until the end of time...

and Virgil says time has no end.

So, you see, I cannot believe you.

Would you believe it|if you heard it...

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