Conquest of the Planet of the Apes Page #3

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a bartender out of Caesar.

Have him detailed to the Command Post.

No!

Attention. There is a report

of unescorted apes in the Plaza. Investigate.

- Can I help you, Mr MacDonald?

- This ape's assigned to the Command Post.

- What's his name, sir?

- Caesar.

Start him off in the files.

Low-priority traffic.

Yes, sir.

Do!

Lisa. Lisa!

Ah! Seor Armando!

- This way, seor. This way.

- Sit down, sit down.

We have good news for you.

- Good news?

- Yes. You're to be released.

Inspector Hoskyns and I believe that your ape

is not the child of the talking chimpanzees.

- You found him?

- Not yet, but he'll turn up sooner or later.

I'm sorry for the inconvenience

we had to cause you.

Do forgive us, but it was unavoidable.

Oh, yes. Yes.

Then I'm... I'm free to go?

Oh, as soon as you sign

this sworn declaration.

- What does it say?

- Only what you've been telling us all along.

The circus ape

is incapable of human speech and,

to the best of your knowledge,

he's never uttered a word.

Certainly.

Excellent. Now we'll check this with the

authenticator, then you'll be free to go.

The... authenticator?

It's just a formality. Sit back down,

please. It'll just take a moment.

What does the authenticator do?

Makes people tell the truth.

It's quite painless.

For example, you said you first heard the

name Cornelius in this office. Was that true?

- No.

- Now, there! You see?

That's not a bad black mark against you. You

probably heard it somewhere else before.

Now. About your statement,

sworn statement,

that the circus ape is incapable of speech.

- No. I won't submit to this.

- You will, Seor Armando!

I have done nothing wrong!

You are treating me like a criminal!

Sit back, please.

No! No, no.

- Guard!

- No!

No!

- I knew that circus owner was lying.

- They insist he fell to his death accidentally.

While trying to escape!

He knew he'd been exposed.

Attention. Attention.

Last night, several security forces

apprehended and placed in custody

a number of servant apes from widely

scattered households throughout the city,

who had gathered clandestinely

in the unused building

on the outskirts of the East Sector.

Property owners are firmly warned

that they bear sole responsibility

for the behavior

and whereabouts of their servant apes.

Frank!

Frank.

No!

''One dozen steaks, New York cut,

for Mrs Van Thal.''

Add one gallon of... No.

Two gallons of kerosene.

Mr Governor.

The latest ape-disobedience figures.

There's been a marked increase

in property damage.

Couldn't all be carelessness, Mr MacDonald!

Arrange for distribution of the Achilles list.

Copies to each police precinct. Details are

to be left to the individual commanders,

but I want every ape on that list

delivered to the reconditioning center

by 0600 tomorrow morning.

I'm sorry, 309. The cages are full.

We cannot accommodate any new intakes

until after Tuesday's auction.

''Collect one repaired Colt 45.''

And...

The Achilles list, Mr MacDonald,

referring to our Achilles heel,

contains the name of every ape who, over

the past year, has been overtly disobedient.

The charge against them is nonsense.

It will do for my purposes.

They constitute the hard core of our problem

and I'm going to crush them once and for all!

Sir, you will only further

aggravate the problem.

This action is folly, and I wish to protest

it in the strongest possible terms.

Very well, Mr MacDonald.

Your protest has been duly noted.

From now on, you have but one assignment:

to find that talking ape.

- What is this? A red alert?

- Sort of.

Ape Management computer's

come up with an intriguing error.

Shipment 507, I for Indonesia, comprised

three orangutans and one chimpanzee.

- So?

- There are no chimpanzees in Borneo.

Yes, sir.

State Security Chief

Inspector Kolp on line three.

Yes, Inspector.

Give me the Indonesia file for last month.

That's 507, ex-Borneo.

Right, Inspector. Let me check.

chimpanzee was sold to Governor Breck.

Good God! Just as I first thought.

We've had him under our noses all the time!

Sir, I'm willing to have the ape executed

immediately on your verbal orders alone.

- You'll have it in writing.

- Thank you, sir.

- Get Mr MacDonald at the Command Post.

- However, suppose he can speak but won't?

I don't understand.

The chief inspector means

there'd still be a doubt.

If the chimpanzee keeps his mouth shut, the

case stays open. We'd like to close the file.

You shall. I promise you.

Reconditioning applications

have to be made out in triplicate.

MacDonald speaking. Yes, sir.

You want me to turn Caesar

over to Inspector Kolp?

Is he on your Achilles list?

Mr MacDonald, do not question an order.

No, sir, I'm not questioning

the order. It's just that...

Well, I sent him out on an errand.

He should be back momentarily.

Yes, sir. I'll do just as you say.

Come.

- No, this goes to Traffic Control!

- Take it easy. They can't read.

Not yet, they can't.

Do.

Mr MacDonald, are you near a phone?

Mr MacDonald, it is imperative

that you get to a phone!

Come in, Mr MacDonald! Do you hear me?

Get to a phone and come in!

Now, come in!

- Yes, Mr Governor.

- Kolp is on his way down with the police.

- Is Caesar back yet?

- Not yet, sir. I'll keep a look out.

Notify me the moment

he's handed over to them.

Yes, sir.

I wish...

I wish there was some way we could

communicate, so you'd understand that l...

I understand,

Mr MacDonald.

Yes, I... I'm the one they're looking for.

I never believed it.

I... I thought you were a myth.

Well, I'm not.

But I will tell you something that is.

The belief that human beings are kind...

- No, Caesar. There are some...

- A handful, perhaps, but not most of them.

They won't learn to be kind

until we force them to.

We can't do that until we are free.

How do you propose to gain this freedom?

By the only means left to us.

- Revolution.

- But... it's doomed to failure!

Perhaps... this time.

- And the next.

- Maybe.

- But you'll keep trying.

- You, above everyone else,

should understand.

We cannot be free until we have power.

How else can we achieve it?

Go.

Ah, Mr MacDonald, I have an order from

the governor to take Caesar into custody.

I know. I've been looking for him.

- He's not in the Command Post?

- No.

Issue an order to round up

all unaccompanied apes.

I still don't see why he made a run for it.

It's really quite simple, Mr MacDonald.

The ape has intelligence.

He knew that his friend Armando was dead.

He assumed the man first

betrayed him under torture.

But we don't do that... to humans.

Now.

Talk!

Talk!

Talk!

Talk!

Talk!

Have...

Ha... Have pity.

That's incredible! Well, there's your proof!

We're convinced, Mr Governor.

It's fantastic. Absolutely fantastic.

Have him say something else.

You heard the governor.

Answer!

- We could persuade him.

- No.

He's not responsible for what he is.

Still, seeing him there, it's like

looking at some deadly bacillus and...

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