Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Good morning, Your Excellency.
Answer the question, Dr. Zira. Is it a man?
Nothing will grow here. There's just a trace of carbohydrates.
- This stuff stinks! - Well, so do you. Like all men.
he discovered traces of a culture older than recorded time.
Taylor, quit riding him.
Stay still now. Don't give me any trouble.
- Here. Put this on. - Don't you have any clothes for me?
Anyway, I... ought to thank you for saving me. You'll be in trouble for that.
a font of simian kindness.
What if Taylor is exactly the proof you needed?
We've had enough sleep to hold us for a while.
and I'll be joining them
The men who sent us on this journey are long since dead and gone.
There can't be. I'm sorry.
Silence there!
You
A madhouse!
Let's find 'em.
Guards!
He was
You never told me - why do you call this the forbidden zone?
What's so special about it?
There's a life-size bronze statue of you standing out there somewhere.
There can't afford to be anywhere around. I'm sorry. There can't afford to be anywhere around. I'm sorry.
that the prisoner's story is false.
You know, they can't... Watch out.
Oh, don't be silly. He's perfectly tame.
1,200 years ago.
Blessed are the vegetarians
Nova, no. Nova!
I see you've brought the female of your species.
"Shun him."
Flight is a scientific impossibility.
This thing. This thing.
Immortality. You wanted to live for ever, didn't you?
He seems to want something.
Now the tribunal has placed you in my custody
Dear, you're a scientist.
- What about it? - A fort!
The most precious cargo we'd brought along.
Well...
He Kills for Lust or Sport or Greed
Well, maybe they're not.
Let's see.
And their bite is septic. There. Look at that.
Damn you! You hairy scum!
What about me?
- What is this? - A hearing.
You may not like what you find.
There are geologists on my staff who'd laugh at your speculations.
Oh, and the glory. Don't forget that.
You... Nova.
on the speech centers - on the brain.
Do you realize what that means?
Hunter, warrior,
"Drive him back into his jungle lair."
YES ITS TIME TO FACE THE TRUTH HORN!
I'll ask you to reconsider the rash course you've undertaken.
Yeah. Me Tarzan, you Jane.
Sir, perhaps the... question is the point at issue.
What are you doing?
Life.
beloved father,
He can be taught a few simple tricks. Nothing more.
And beyond that?
No, no, no! Wait!
if you persist in pointing guns in my direction, you'll hang for high treason.