Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

God, if I could only see the sun.
Taylor.
I tried to, sir. Not a crackle.
Yea, he will murder his brother
Damn you, nitrogen and oxygen Damn you all to hell
the trouble with us intellectuals
I still think you're being hasty.
I don't blame him.
Taylor.
What..What could've happened?
This was the last place that we saw Taylor.
Bring them inside.
did he give it to you?
My God, did we finally do it?
It's a bloody nightmare.
Dr. Zaius, how nice.
As Minister of science,
must have happened to him.
by some unsimian torture.
Look.
with new improved feeding grounds,
You know, my dear,
in the great hall of the Zaius Museum,