Human Nature Page #5

PUFF (V.O.)

He stole little me from my mother,

his ex-wife, and raised me, with

love and tenderness and respect, as

an ape like himself.

CUT TO:

INT. AUDITORIUM - DAY

Puff looks pointedly at the congressman.

PUFF:

Apes don't assassinate their

presidents, gentlemen.

The congressmen are shamed: they look down, they take notes,

they mumble instructions to the assistants seated behind

them.

CUT TO:

EXT. FOREST - DAY

An adult Puff and his now older father sit on the forest

floor and pick bugs off each other and eat them.

PUFF (V.O.)

Until quite recently I believed myself

to be an ape, although I didn't know

specifically what type. Apes don't

think in terms of type.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. AUDITORIUM - DAY

Puff testifies.

PUFF:

It might be argued, gentlemen, that

apes don't even know that they are

apes. In retrospect, however, I'd

say that I was a pygmy chimp.

Puff holds up an illustration of a pygmy chimp. Several

reporters run from the room: a scoop!

CUT TO:

INT. WHITE SPACE - DAY

Nathan talks to nobody in particular.

NATHAN:

I have to say I always hated apes.

Of course I don't any longer. I don't

even know what hate means now. But

while alive, I hated apes. I blame

my parents. I mean, I don't blame

them. I don't know what blame is,

really, anymore, but I think they

influenced me in my ape-hating

tendencies.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. ZOO - DAY

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