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so that both might live|in friendship...
and in disobedience|to his holy word...
waged bloody wars..
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..
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
Yet in the aftermath|of this victory...
the surface of the world|was ravaged...
and were flattened.
And out of one such city...
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.
You will call me by my proper rank-|General!
Don't put him in the corral.|I won't be long.
Gorillas, read me what I've written.
Shall ape ever kill man?
You're late, General Aldo
Come and read this to the class.
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.
Remember, you are|Caesar's son and heir.
though in human history..
Now, all of you take up your charcoal sticks|and your parchments...
and copy down what I've written
But, Virgil, can we|tamper with time?
Accept my premise.|- What premise?
Imagine a musician|giving a live broadcast...
from what was once London to what|was once New York on a Wednesday.
from London to New York...
dislikes its quality intensely...
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?
Thank you, Cornelius.|That was a very kind thought.
Gorillas.|All right, Aldo...
let's start with you.
With respect, General Aldo...
And your capital "K"...
No, Aldo! No!
Teacher, you've spoken|the unspeakable.
In all our years|of slavery to mankind...
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