Invasion of the Empire of the Apes (2021) Movie Script
(dramatic music)
(film whirring)
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
(electronic whirring)
(static bursts)
- [Trask] How did we get
here, adrift in space?
It all happened so fast on
a planet known as Earth.
(mechanical whirring)
- Piece of cake.
(suspenseful music)
Okay, you're the boss.
(high pitched squeals)
(suspenseful music)
- Zantor, it's all on you.
- And I hope we don't regret this.
- This way, come on.
(suspenseful music)
(electronic beeps)
(suspenseful music)
- It's your turn today, cutie.
Mongo waits your arrival
and he's very lonely.
- No please, not that.
- You don't have a choice.
Commander Val wants our breeding program
to succeed, now move.
(suspenseful music)
(door clicks)
(suspenseful music)
Have fun.
(grunts)
(door slams)
(growls)
- What are you waiting
for, you stupid ape?
Take me, or aren't you as
tough as they say you are?
Mongo, love god of ape.
(growls)
I'll show you.
(suspenseful music)
(sensual music)
(growls)
You like that, don't you?
How about some of this?
(growls)
Come a little closer,
Mongo, a little closer.
(sensual music)
(growls)
That's right, Mongo, take
me, take me like an animal.
(grunts)
(screams)
You didn't really think I
wanted you, did you Mongo?
Stupid, filthy ape.
(growls)
(yells)
(suspenseful music)
(spits)
(suspenseful music)
- Don't think we will give up that easily.
- You are gonna go on television
and tell the whole Ape community
that humans are free and
a new world will be built
where humans and apes can live in peace.
- I will never do that.
- One more word and I will blast
your fucking face off.
- Look, get a camera in
here and broadcast quickly
While we have the upper hand.
(alarm blares)
- The broadcast.
(growls)
(screams)
- [Trask] A nuclear device.
- [Theel] What, it's gonna
blow up the building?
- Worse, the planet.
It will be a chain
reaction with enough force
to rip the planet in half.
Our ship is still in the woods
if the Ape parties haven't found it.
There it is.
(mechanical whirring)
(suspenseful music)
(mechanical whirring)
(alarms blaring)
(mechanical whirring)
(suspenseful music)
(mechanical whirring)
(suspenseful music)
(explosions)
(mechanical whirring)
The planet exploded in a ball of light,
hurling us across the galaxy.
(suspenseful music)
(mellow music)
We go back into the black
hole and find another world
and start again.
(suspenseful music)
(mechanical whirring)
(dystopian music)
You feelin' this
(dystopian music)
You feelin' this
(mechanical whirring)
- Master Morbius, is it time?
The others want to know?
- Soon, very soon.
Tell my flock we shall
meet with our messiah
when the stars decree.
- Some question.
- Question, what have I not delivered you
to a better way?
Those of little faith will not live to see
the way of our messiah
and his deliverance.
Share that with those
who are less than pleased
with the gift of the gods.
- Yes, master.
(anticipatory music)
One day, we the flock of
Morbius will bow down to you,
oh great one, the man ape
and we will be led to the promised land
as decreed by our elders.
We have traveled through space many years
and have faced much persecution,
but it will have been worth the journey.
(electric static hum)
(beeps)
(suspenseful music)
(beeps)
(suspenseful music)
- Lieutenant Tark, we
have found a new planet.
- Bring it up on the screen.
(beeps)
It looks like it has
potential for terraforming.
Send a probe down to
retrieve initial data.
- Yes, sir.
(beeps)
(mechanical whirring)
(beeps)
(mechanical whirring)
(beeps)
The probe is on its way, course 6, 3, 10.
- Very good.
- We should have some
initial data, shortly.
(mechanical tones)
- Now what?
- A transmission from headquarters,
President Alunis on channel seven.
- Patch her through.
I don't think I'm going to like this.
President Alunis, to what
do I owe this pleasure?
- Spare me the false flattery,
I've read the bi-monthly report.
Our corporation is
falling behind the others
on planet terraforming claims.
- I assure you, we are
doing our very best.
Suitable planets are
getting harder to come by.
These things take time.
- Time our competitors have
used to greater advantage.
The more planets we claim,
the more we disrupt that advantage.
Don't you realize we must
stay ahead of our competitors?
My board expect more
profits and more progress.
- Your board will be happy to
know we're scanning a planet
right now, one larger than
any in recorded history.
If this rock works out for our operation,
it will be worth seven
planets at half the cost.
- Really?
- Yes, that means quadruple the dividends
in the next quarter.
- Don't disappoint me.
- Yes, Madam President.
- And you are to report to me immediately
upon your preliminary exam.
I have to take something back to my board
besides vacuous promises.
(beeps)
(sighs)
- Sir, the preliminary
report shows this planet
is in the top 5% of the margin bracket.
- Excellent, let's do a
scan for indigenous life,
target humanoid.
- Yes, sir.
(beeps)
(suspenseful music)
- Theel, dear Theel, who would have known
it would end this way?
I have made some adjustments
to the vessel we found,
but I do not think it will
ever leave this world,
nor will I.
I simply await my turn to
journey to the afterlife.
(mechanical whirring)
- Humanoid detected, but...
- What is it?
I've seen strange things
in my day, but this.
- It is solitary, not of a colony.
No other life forms are detected.
- That's good, lessens complications
to negotiate the planet.
- I'll prepare a scientific ship
to detach to the planet
surface immediately.
- No, wait..
If it's the only life form on the planet
beam it aboard it'll save us time.
- That is not procedural.
- To hell with procedure,
do as you're told.
- Yes, sir.
(mechanical whirring)
- Have a guard meet me
at the containment area.
I'll see to this personally.
- And if Madam Alunis messages?
- Tell her I fell into a black hole.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- Yes, what is it?
- My Lord, it has
happened. Today is the day.
- Do not talk in riddles, speak.
- We monitored a transmission
from the Galaga Eight Sector.
- And?
- A terraforming vessel
beamed aboard a man ape.
- Is this true? Are you sure?
- Yes, I came here as soon as we saw it,
is it our Redeemer, our savior?
- It very well may be,
but let's look at the transmission.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- Humanoid detected, but...
- What is it?
I've seen strange things
in my day, but this.
- It is solitary, not of a colony.
No other lifeforms are detected.
- That's good, lessens complications
to negotiate the planet.
- I'll prepare a scientific ship
to detach to the planet
surface immediately.
- No, wait.
If it's the only life form on the planet
beam it aboard, it'll save us time.
- That is not procedural.
- To hell with procedure, do is your told.
- Yes, sir.
(mechanical whirring)
- Our savior has been
found and needs rescue.
Lock in on that
transmission and set course.
Our day is soon at hand.
- Yes, master.
- Onward, our searching the
galaxies has come to an end.
We will save our master and he
will lead us to our destiny.
(mechanical whirring)
- My name is Lieutenant Tark.
You are aboard the Wyoming,
a terraforming vessel.
You are not a prisoner.
Do you have speech?
- Yes. I understand you perfectly.
Thank you for rescuing me.
- Rescuing you? I had no
idea you were stranded.
- My companion died sometime
back from wounds suffered
on our crash landing.
We were fleeing the destruction
of a planet by my race
and others like yourself.
- What are you?
- I am a Simian, an Ape. My name is Trask.
- It's a pleasure to meet you.
What was this planet you escaped from?
- Earth, a burning cinder now.
- I have heard of it, but
it is many light years away.
- We entered a black hole
and ended up on the planet
you discovered.
Mine is a long and painful tale.
I don't wish to talk more about it.
(crickets chirp)
(sharp tones)
(fire crackles)
(mellow music)
- What is the meaning of this?
- The girls have just
escaped into the woods.
- Trask, how did this happen?
- They must have overpowered Peru.
- Or you let them escape,
what took you so long
when I blew the horn?
Covering your tracks, maybe?
(growls)
- Enough, we'll settle this later.
For now the hunt is on.
The first Ape to find the girls
gets their first choice
in the games tomorrow.
(suspenseful music)
(gravel crunches)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
- I hear them behind us.
- Be quiet and move.
(suspenseful music)
- That was too close.
- Theel.
- Don't do it.
I don't want to have to shoot you.
- Traitor scum.
- We're in this together.
You don't stand much of
a chance out there alone.
- Our little partnership has ended.
One of us has to get away. Good luck.
(gun fires)
- This way you merry mother grabbers.
- Why did Theel fire into the air?
- To cover her tracks and
then draw attention to us.
- Then let's not sit around and wait.
- Oh, my ankle. I think it's sprained.
- Great timing, Jada.
(suspenseful music)
(growls)
(suspenseful music)
(screams)
- Sorry sisters, the odds were on me.
- Sir, we will put you
off on the nearest colony
and you can do as you please.
- I have nowhere to go.
I may be the last of my kind.
You can return me back to
the planet you found me on.
- I'm afraid that's not possible.
We've selected this
planet for terraforming.
If you were to stay on the planet,
the process would surely kill you.
Here, let me show you.
(beeps)
We take hospitable planets,
re-conform the atmosphere and colonize.
We even make mountains and lakes.
Polar cap at both ends helps
the natural water flow.
We use artificial robots to
do all of the manual work
when we reach that stage.
They even stay and serve and protect
once colonization begins.
- Interesting.
Creating a world instead
of destroying one.
- That's the plan. You'll be
our guest for the time being.
You'll be given a new set of clothes
and quarters aboard the Wyoming.
- Thank you. I will not be any trouble.
- No, I didn't think you would.
(suspenseful music)
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- Children of the Man Ape,
our day has come.
We have found our deliverer.
All is not as propitious as it seems.
Our future leader is in need of our help,
held captive by degenerates.
We must set a course to
convince them of our destiny.
We will seek peace first most,
if that fails we will take
our deliverer by force.
Be prepared for the day
we have been waiting for
has arrived.
Go now, we set course post haste.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
Thank you for rewarding our patience.
We have had doubters,
but I am not among them.
We have found his
greatness and we set course
to procure him for the new world
he will help us create in
the image of man and ape.
(ethereal harpsichord music)
- [Trask] Where does my destiny lay now?
Much has transpired.
If one can only return to where it started
and change the destiny you knew not.
(birds chirping)
(sweeping music)
(sweeping music)
- The raid failed? Now what will we do?
And what of this Ape?
- He's on our side. Trust me.
- No Ape is on our side.
We should bring them
outside and blast them
before they bring an army upon us.
- He's not going anywhere. He can help us.
- I'm a human and I vouch for him.
He's kind, he's trustworthy
and he'll do anything for all of us.
That's more than can
be said for some of us.
- Trask will be able to
infiltrate the security building
when we make our final attack.
No one would suspect him.
- I don't know. I still think it's risky.
- I will not betray humankind.
Despite your feeling towards my kind,
I am here to help you win.
- Why?
- Because I believe in your race
more than my own.
We should not be here, now.
We should not continue to enslave you.
No one has the right to
own or enslave anyone.
- And what of this Zantor?
He's another traitor.
- I want nothing more than
to see the apes overthrown
for personal reasons, as
well as for our survival.
Trask may be able to get
us into the building.
But I've been there.
I know my way around.
So you see, you need both of us.
- He speaks the truth.
I can get you no more than inside,
but I will fight with you.
Zantor will be able to get
you into the sanctuary.
- Okay? So Trask can get us in.
Zantor can get us to Corg,
but we need more than that.
I'm open to ideas.
- We need a distraction to get to Corg.
And I have just the thing.
- What is that.
- A homing device that only
the Davaniods can receive.
- Davanoids?
- They're the enemies of the Apes.
- Yes, they desire Apes for food
and will go to any length to acquire them.
- If we lure the Davanoids
here, through the black hole
the Apes will be concerned
momentarily with stopping them.
That will allow us the cover to gain entry
into the security building.
- The Apes will be in panic.
We can get to Corg during the distraction.
All their defenses and efforts
will be aimed at the Davanoids.
- Yeah, it could work.
- And what do we do
with the Ape prisoners?
- Nothing. We let the human
captives deal with them.
Give them the justice they deserve.
- When do we start?
- Immediately, in the
morning we'll move out.
- We will begin preparations.
- Well Zantor, it looks like
you've got all the answers.
If you betray us, I'll be right there
to slit your throat with this.
(melancholy music)
- This humanoid, give me more
information, I'm perplexed.
- It is a male from a
species we've determined
to be Simian, from a long extinct race.
- Simians, I have heard of these Ape men.
They're supposed to be
legendary in size and strength.
That was once a cult that worshiped them.
- Either way, I plan to drop him off
at the nearest habitable planet.
We have no need for him
and I can't return him to the surface.
- You'll do no such thing. Keep it close.
We may have use of it.
- His name is Trask.
And by Federation law, he must be--
- The hell with Federation
law. I have a plan.
- What are you talking about? What plan?
- With our corporation in bad steed
we can use the humanoid to
help rebrand our corporation
across the galaxy.
- You're not serious.
- I am very serious.
Our corporation needs a new
faith and this lone survivor
can be that spokesperson.
- I can ask him, see how
interested he may be in your idea.
- Ask him, tell it.
As far as I'm concerned, it belongs to us.
- I'll do no such thing. I'm
not taking someone prisoner.
- Something Tark, not someone.
And may I remind you
who is in charge here?
- It's abominable.
- Why the sudden change of heart, Tark?
You didn't have a conscience
when we were on Altarr 4
and moved ahead of schedule
and terraformed the planet
while lifeforms were still on it.
- I regret that. I still do.
- But, you did cash in
the bonus pay you received
for bending the rules, didn't you?
There'll be no more discussion.
That monkey will be our
spokesperson. See to it.
- Sometimes I hate this job.
(mechanical whirring)
(suspenseful music)
- Davanoids.
(beeps)
- We just picked up these
objects on the scope,
they're still far off,
but seem to be heading into our quadrant.
- Any idea what they are?
- None sir.
- Well find out, quickly.
Trask, you could almost
pass for one of us.
- Not quite.
What is this?
- Our sonic radar is picking
up something coming quickly
through hyperspace, near our location.
- We're getting some
scrambled communications.
- Put it on the comm, I
want to hear what it is.
(beeps)
(chittering)
- What that is it, Trask?
- I know what that is,
or rather who.
- Well what?
- The Davanoids, a race of creatures
who destroy worlds and hunt for apes.
- They're hunting for you? Why?
- They desire us for dinner.
- This ship is equipped
with laser cannons.
We'll stop any pirate vessel.
- You will not.
They do not hunt alone.
They travel by the hundreds
of thousands, a large army.
You must set me down somewhere and leave.
I do not want to bring
you unwanted destruction.
- You're serious.
- Very, they have wiped from my race
and others out of existence.
I would not want that to befall you.
- Officer, how far away are they?
- At least a hundred thousand parsecs.
- Then we have time, keep me informed.
(suspenseful music)
(beeps)
- [President Alunis] Davanoids,
surely a primitive race.
- Primitive, yet powerful
in large numbers.
They probably intend to capture the Ape.
- Why would they bother with Ape man?
Surely we can persuade
them to look elsewhere.
- They may think we
have thousands of them,
either way they mean to
wage war even for one.
We're not equipped to take
on a large scale invasion.
- Then I will send an
armada from the corporation
to help you deter their foolish mission.
- We cannot wage a war with
a race of savage aliens.
This is a matter for the command sect.
- We will handle this
ourselves, Lieutenant Tark.
Once again, you are making
the situation out to be
worse than it really appears to be.
We will obliterate them.
Nothing will stand in my
way, do you understand?
- Yes, Madam President.
- Our fleet will arrive
before they exit hyperspace.
And when they do all they
will have time to see
is their own atomization.
- Can this get any worse?
(suspenseful music)
- I must get off this ship
before the Davanoids arrive.
It's me they want.
(mechanical whirring)
(beeps)
(mechanical whirring)
- See Lieutenant Tark,
there's no need to worry.
I've already sent a fleet
to protect our assets.
- Yes. You waste no time.
(alarm blares)
Yes. What is it?
- [Bridge Officer] Our
guest, the Simian Trask,
has just escaped in a life pod
and is headed toward the
planet we discovered him on.
- What? You must find him.
- Should we send a detachment?
- No, I will tend to
this matter personally.
- Yes, sir.
In the meantime, we will
monitor his landing path.
- Well, Lieutenant Tark, it looks like
you have your work cut out for you.
And for the sake of your future career,
you'd better get that Ape back.
You find him and we'll worry about
the invasion of Davanoids.
(dramatic music)
- Master, we have left hyperspace
and are on the other side of the planet
from where the transmission came from.
- Very good. What is that?
- It was on the opposite side
of the planet when we arrived.
- Naysayers and non-believers, no doubt.
They will not stand in our way.
Find out if they are
harboring our deliverer.
- Yes, my Lord.
We'll begin intercepting
their transmissions.
- We are following the
escaped Ape to the planet,
please keep me informed of any alteration
in the Davanoid invasion.
(beeps)
(mechanical whirring)
- So our captain has escaped,
this is most pleasing.
We'll have an easier time rescuing him
without assaulting the main spacecraft.
- They mentioned an invasion by Davanoids.
- No doubt a score to settle
between the two hostiles.
It is no concern of ours.
Prepare a ship and a few members.
We will rescue our messiah, our boss.
(mechanical whirring)
(high pitched ringing)
- Locking on the bio-signal of the Ape.
(mechanical whirring)
(dramatic music)
(mechanical whirring)
- [Tark] Let's do this.
- [Bridge Officer] Yes, Lieutenant Tark.
- My guess is he's hiding
out in there somewhere.
- It's most likely, the burnt out city
would make a good hiding spot.
- Come on.
- What is it?
- Footprints.
- Then we are on the trail.
- Possibly, but these don't
look like our friend's
unless he has a companion.
- There are others here. The Davanoids?
- Not likely, they haven't even reached
this star system yet.
We don't even know if
they have feet. Come on.
(air rushing)
(ethereal music)
- It's true. We found the deliverer.
- Who are you?
- I am Morbius.
I lead a dedicated flock
who awaits the return
of the Man Ape, our chosen deliverer.
You are him.
- You are mistaken.
I am Trask, lone survivor
of a race of Simians
who destroyed themselves long ago.
- You are the one, the one we search for.
Lead us master.
- I wait here to die.
The Davanoids come for me
and others who rescued me.
I stole a ship and came
here so as to avoid
them being unmercilessly
killed for harboring me.
- Self-sacrifice, the
sign of a true leader.
I can take you away from here,
spare your friends' lives
and make you a king among men
where you'll rule and
not be forgotten to die.
- I wish no such thing.
Please leave me in peace.
In a short time, it will not matter
and your life will be taken as well.
- We are not afraid to
die for our beliefs.
Join us.
It's better than impending doom.
- I don't share your ideology.
- You will, you will.
(high pitched mechanical whirring)
Welcome to the brotherhood
of Morbius, Master.
- Would you look at that.
Halt.
- Please do not detain us,
we have no quarrel with you.
- The Ape is my friend.
He's coming with me.
- He has chosen to join our flock.
- I'm afraid his membership
has been canceled.
- Now we have a quarrel.
(dramatic music)
(electric static)
(lasers whoosh)
- Damn, I need to take him out.
(laser whooshes)
(mechanical whirring)
Damn it.
(mechanical whirring)
(dramatic music)
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- Rise my followers
and meet your Redeemer.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
Our prophecy has been fulfilled.
Now we can begin to tighten
our grip on the galaxy
and bring the cult of
Morbius front and center.
Our followers will embrace us.
And those who oppose us will quake in fear
of the new order that is coming.
We have no further use for our elder.
There are those in the stars nearby
who wish to steal our Redeemer away.
I will make plans and
give you further orders.
Back to your work posts until
our new leader summons us.
Forgive me for making you more cooperative
with our mind powers,
but you need time to
accept our way of life.
In time, you will rule
us as it is written,
but for now we need your cooperation.
(high pitched mechanical whirring)
(mechanical whirring)
(dramatic music)
- We should be reaching the
Wyoming in less than a parsec.
- You disappoint me Tark,
you let the Simian get away.
- He was abducted,
captured. I was overpowered.
- Who took our new spokesperson?
- They were in robes, sinister,
and had psychic powers.
- (sighs) It has to be Morbius.
They are a weird sect. They're
a cult that worships Apes.
They supposedly scour the
galaxies, searching for them.
And it appears, thanks to your
bumbling they have found one.
- We'll just have to get him back.
We tracked their craft to
the other side of the planet.
I'll take a shuttle and
get aboard their ship
and recapture him.
- Is it really that easy?
You couldn't manage to
keep him under your guard.
You expect to be able to whisk
him away from someone else,
someone more competent?
- I'll think of something.
Give me a few hours and
you'll have your poster chimp.
- I'd better, or your future
with this company over.
- Whatever.
- What did you say?
- Yes, Madam President.
- That's better.
Next time I hear from you,
you better have that Ape.
Our armada should arrive
in your sector sooner.
(beeps)
- [Tark] Now what?
- [Bridge Officer] The Davanoid
fleet has entered our zone.
They wish to communicate.
- Put them on the screen.
Oh, not much to look at, are they?
- We are the Davanoids
and we have come for the apes
you have in your possession.
- I'm sorry. We don't have
the Ape you are looking for.
And even if we did, we would
not just simply hand them over
at your command.
- We do not ask, we demand
and we take.
Why do you wish destruction
over a simple delicacy?
- The Ape is a free being.
He belongs to no one.
- He belongs to the Davanoids.
- A message from the Morbius ship.
- Patch them in.
(beeps)
Here you are, Davanoids,
the captor of your Ape.
- Strange being, we have been
monitoring your conversation.
The Ape is our Messiah, our Redeemer.
We will give him to no one,
especially a race of
carnivorous marauders.
- You have not heard of the reputation
of the Davanoids?
If so you would hand over
the Ape willingly
and beg us for mercy.
- We bow to no one, the Cult
of Morbius knows no fear.
- Know this, we do not wish to wage war,
but will if we must.
You have one rotation on the planet
to hand over the Ape or you and humans
will face decimation.
- Well now what? You
seem to be at an impasse.
- We have no impasse.
Leave us alone or die with the Davanoids.
- Diplomacy at its finest.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- As I predicted, there are
others outside our flock
who would wish to cause
you harm, take you from us.
We will not allow that.
I have a plan so fear not.
Any aggressor who faces us
will join us unwillingly
in the next lifetime,
We will spare nothing to
keep you for eternity,
not even our lives.
Rest now, the burden is
heavy, but your flock
will lift you up.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- We have a desperate mission
before us. It'll be perilous.
We may not make it back.
- Yes, sir. What is our objective?
- We must sneak aboard
Morbius' ship and rescue
the Ape Trask before an
intergalactic war breaks out.
- Won't a confrontation break
out once the cult realizes
Trask is gone?
- Corporate fleet should be here by then.
They'll take care of them.
We'll take care of the Davanoids.
- What is your plan once
we board their vessel?
- I don't know. I'm
making this up as we go.
(mechanical whirring)
- We're picking up the ship on
the other side of the planet.
- Begin cloaking shield covering.
They won't see us, cut exhaust to half.
- Yes, sir. How do we gain entry?
- At a specific point
we'll stop the shuttle
and I'm going to glide to
the ship and gain entry.
- I'll do a scan on
entry and exit portals.
It appears Morbius' ship has
several ports you can access.
This one on the starboard side
looks like your best option.
- Fantastic, I'm suiting up and
hitting the abyss. Track me.
If it looks hopeless, I'll
give you fair warning.
- [Bridge Officer] Good luck, sir.
- Thanks.
(indistinct mechanical chattering)
- Morbius there is a small ship
with a cloaking device starboard.
- The fools, it's a spy ship
from either the Davanoids
or the other humanoids.
Let's show them we suffer no
fools, blast it into atoms.
(beeps)
(gunshot)
(explosion)
- Damn that complicates matters.
(clatters)
(mechanical whirring)
(dramatic music)
- Star vessel Wyoming,
this is fleet controller.
We have arrived to defend the
interests of the corporation.
I wish to speak to Lieutenant Tark.
- He's on a mission to retrieve the Ape
from Morbius' clutches.
- We will await his return.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
(footsteps)
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
(grunts)
(cracks)
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- Aw, damn it this smells.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
(dramatic music)
- Tark, you shouldn't have come here.
- I had to rescue you. This
place just isn't made for apes.
- If you take me back the
Davanoids will destroy you.
I am weak. Morbius has been drugging me.
- I'll help you, do you
think you can make it
to the launch pad?
- Yes, I believe I can.
- Let's get you up.
(dramatic music)
- Halt, where do you think you're going?
- Taking a Sunday stroll.
(thuds)
(dramatic music)
- The shuttle bay is in here.
- Great, let's get outta here.
(dramatic music)
(mechanical whirring)
(alarms blare)
- What is the meaning of this?
A shuttle has launched with two
occupants, humanoid and Ape.
- No fools, how did you let this happen?
We must get our redeemer
back at all costs.
(dramatic music)
- True to her word,
Alunis' fleet has arrived.
- And there, the Davanoids.
- Told you it was serious.
(beeps)
- You have kidnapped our
Messiah, this is treason.
- We have first rights to the Ape.
We rescued him from a dying world.
(beeps)
- This is war.
(beeps)
- War, war, war, we will fight.
- As you wish, war with the Armada.
The Davanoids and the Cult of Morbius
have chosen the foolishly.
(beeps)
- All this because of me.
- Sorry pal.
(dramatic music)
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- So, it looks like we have a fight.
- Great Morbius, is warring with
two enemies at once prudent?
- Once again, the unworthy quake
at the first sign of danger.
- We should negotiate with them.
Maybe they will see our need.
- War mongers know only violence.
And this is what we will revert to
in order to justify our victory.
- They outnumber us 20 to one.
- The odds do not matter.
Our faith will bring us victory.
Do not forget our sacrifices and hardship
we have endured to reach this pinnacle.
We cannot let that slip through
our fingers and be lost.
- Yes Morbius.
- Prepare our laser cannons and missiles.
When the time is right we
will strike with all we have
and then board humanoid vessel
and take our leader by force.
We will let the Davanoids and humanoids
war with each other a bit.
Their casualties will weaken
their resolve and threat.
(mechanical whirring)
- Begin firing, we'll
take down the defense ship
of the humanoids first, then
board it and take the Ape.
And if the Morbius ship makes a move
we will obliterate it as well.
- You have done well
in retrieving the Ape.
- Was it worth this, galactic war?
- We will decimate these
degenerates in short order.
And then we can begin our plans.
Be sure to fill the
galaxy with their ashes,
our armada will protect you.
- We'll see about that.
- We're ready to open
fire on the Davanoids.
Then we will assault the Morbius ship.
Move your crew to behind
out fleet for protection.
- Yes, Control.
- Attack, full force.
(cannons fire)
- Fleet attack.
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(dramatic music)
- The show has begun, huh?
- All this, and for what?
(sentimental music)
- Your safety is not a waste.
- It's more than that.
- What are you getting at Trask?
- The Davanoids want me for food.
Morbius wants to worship me as a God
to further his own means.
But what do you want of me?
- Well, we want to help you.
- We both know there is
more to it than that.
- You have a right to know, Trask.
- Thank you.
- President Alunis wants you to be
the new face of the corporation.
Greed Trask, without an
ounce of consideration
for what you want.
- And where do you stand, Tark?
- I've been trying to find
a way to tell you before now
I don't share her views.
She threatened to have me
decommissioned, my career over.
I don't care.
I'm not handing you over to
Morbius, the Davanoids or her.
- You're free, Trask. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I ever found you.
- Why?
- Then you wouldn't be in this mess.
- I would have died on the
planet, alone and forgotten.
It is no worse an option
than the one I am in.
- You have a simple way
of viewing things, Trask.
The question is now what do we do?
- I could escape.
- Escape, yeah, yeah, yeah.
We're at the rear of the fleet.
No one would notice you were gone.
Here, take my gun.
- What for?
- Shoot me.
- I cannot obey that wish.
- It's on stun.
It'll look like you
overpowered me and fled.
Please go far away, where
you can belong to yourself.
- You are a fine man, Tark.
I wish you a happy life.
- I'm going to turn around.
I don't want to see this coming.
(gunfire)
(clatters)
(dramatic music)
- Aim more fire power on
the main Davanoid cruiser.
Target the photon engines.
We can create a chain reaction
if we rupture their tanks.
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(alarms blare)
(explosions)
We'll take the fleet
and let's give Morbius
and his band of followers,
something to pray about.
(dramatic music)
- There is only one thing left to do.
- The Davanoids are destroyed.
The Armada is taking aim on us.
- Give them everything we have
and let us sail into victory.
- Yes, Morbius.
- I want all the ship's
energy aimed at the armada.
- Yes Morbius.
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(alarms blare)
- What is it?
(alarms blare)
- Two of our main engines
have been damaged.
If we continue this assault,
we run the risk of explosion.
- I don't care, keep firing.
(alarms blare)
- Oh. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea.
(dramatic music)
- Lieutenant Tark, we
have victory in sight.
The Davanoids are destroyed
and Morbius is crippled.
We will deliver the
crushing blow momentarily.
Alunis will be pleased.
- No, she won't. The Ape has escaped.
- What? How.
- He shot me with a stun gun
and escaped in a shuttle.
- I must report this to Alunis.
- You do that and give her a message.
- And what is that?
- Tell her I quit.
(mechanical whirring)
- Morbius, it is Trask.
I am coming home to fulfill my destiny
of my ancestors and my freedom.
- My redeemer, we await you.
We have so much to accomplish together.
- I have other plans.
- I don't understand.
- You claim to be looking
to purify the galaxies
with your gospel,
but in truth, you are a poisonous cancer.
No better than the Davanoids.
No better than the humanoids.
This last act is for me.
I will join my ancestors
in the great beyond
and take you with me.
- No, that is not part of the plan.
- See you on the other side.
(mechanical whirring)
- No, fire on that shuttle.
- He's headed towards the main reactors.
- Destroy him.
- We can't, our laser
cannons fire outward.
- Close off the shaft with the firewalls
and let him smash himself to pieces.
- Not possible, damage to our
defense system, prevents it.
- Then we will enter eternity.
(mechanical whirring)
- Like all my ancestors before me
I welcome the next life
by sacrificing my own.
(explosions)
- Did you get my message?
- Yes, Lieutenant Tark, or
should I say prisoner Tark?
- I've done nothing.
You could strip me of my
job, but you can't arrest me.
- We'll see about that.
You'll be taken back to the
armada fleet and transported
to Zeta 10 until a complete
investigation has taken place.
- I guess I should pack my toothbrush.
- You have ruined my credibility
and reduced our shareholders' profits
with your heartfelt actions.
- I'm happy to have disappointed you,
but you would never understand.
- Understand what?
- Compassion, sacrifice,
humility, respect.
None of those attributes apply to you.
- I run a corporation.
I don't have time for those feelings.
- What a sad world we've created.
Trask as a primitive had more compassion
in his index finger than
we've had in our entire lives.
- You can wax philosophical behind bars.
- I hope one day you
can look in the mirror
and stomach what you see.
- Take him away.
(sentimental music)
- [Trask] I will join my
ancestors in the great beyond.
(dystopian music)
You feelin' this
(dystopian music)
You feelin' this
(film whirring)
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
(electronic whirring)
(static bursts)
- [Trask] How did we get
here, adrift in space?
It all happened so fast on
a planet known as Earth.
(mechanical whirring)
- Piece of cake.
(suspenseful music)
Okay, you're the boss.
(high pitched squeals)
(suspenseful music)
- Zantor, it's all on you.
- And I hope we don't regret this.
- This way, come on.
(suspenseful music)
(electronic beeps)
(suspenseful music)
- It's your turn today, cutie.
Mongo waits your arrival
and he's very lonely.
- No please, not that.
- You don't have a choice.
Commander Val wants our breeding program
to succeed, now move.
(suspenseful music)
(door clicks)
(suspenseful music)
Have fun.
(grunts)
(door slams)
(growls)
- What are you waiting
for, you stupid ape?
Take me, or aren't you as
tough as they say you are?
Mongo, love god of ape.
(growls)
I'll show you.
(suspenseful music)
(sensual music)
(growls)
You like that, don't you?
How about some of this?
(growls)
Come a little closer,
Mongo, a little closer.
(sensual music)
(growls)
That's right, Mongo, take
me, take me like an animal.
(grunts)
(screams)
You didn't really think I
wanted you, did you Mongo?
Stupid, filthy ape.
(growls)
(yells)
(suspenseful music)
(spits)
(suspenseful music)
- Don't think we will give up that easily.
- You are gonna go on television
and tell the whole Ape community
that humans are free and
a new world will be built
where humans and apes can live in peace.
- I will never do that.
- One more word and I will blast
your fucking face off.
- Look, get a camera in
here and broadcast quickly
While we have the upper hand.
(alarm blares)
- The broadcast.
(growls)
(screams)
- [Trask] A nuclear device.
- [Theel] What, it's gonna
blow up the building?
- Worse, the planet.
It will be a chain
reaction with enough force
to rip the planet in half.
Our ship is still in the woods
if the Ape parties haven't found it.
There it is.
(mechanical whirring)
(suspenseful music)
(mechanical whirring)
(alarms blaring)
(mechanical whirring)
(suspenseful music)
(mechanical whirring)
(suspenseful music)
(explosions)
(mechanical whirring)
The planet exploded in a ball of light,
hurling us across the galaxy.
(suspenseful music)
(mellow music)
We go back into the black
hole and find another world
and start again.
(suspenseful music)
(mechanical whirring)
(dystopian music)
You feelin' this
(dystopian music)
You feelin' this
(mechanical whirring)
- Master Morbius, is it time?
The others want to know?
- Soon, very soon.
Tell my flock we shall
meet with our messiah
when the stars decree.
- Some question.
- Question, what have I not delivered you
to a better way?
Those of little faith will not live to see
the way of our messiah
and his deliverance.
Share that with those
who are less than pleased
with the gift of the gods.
- Yes, master.
(anticipatory music)
One day, we the flock of
Morbius will bow down to you,
oh great one, the man ape
and we will be led to the promised land
as decreed by our elders.
We have traveled through space many years
and have faced much persecution,
but it will have been worth the journey.
(electric static hum)
(beeps)
(suspenseful music)
(beeps)
(suspenseful music)
- Lieutenant Tark, we
have found a new planet.
- Bring it up on the screen.
(beeps)
It looks like it has
potential for terraforming.
Send a probe down to
retrieve initial data.
- Yes, sir.
(beeps)
(mechanical whirring)
(beeps)
(mechanical whirring)
(beeps)
The probe is on its way, course 6, 3, 10.
- Very good.
- We should have some
initial data, shortly.
(mechanical tones)
- Now what?
- A transmission from headquarters,
President Alunis on channel seven.
- Patch her through.
I don't think I'm going to like this.
President Alunis, to what
do I owe this pleasure?
- Spare me the false flattery,
I've read the bi-monthly report.
Our corporation is
falling behind the others
on planet terraforming claims.
- I assure you, we are
doing our very best.
Suitable planets are
getting harder to come by.
These things take time.
- Time our competitors have
used to greater advantage.
The more planets we claim,
the more we disrupt that advantage.
Don't you realize we must
stay ahead of our competitors?
My board expect more
profits and more progress.
- Your board will be happy to
know we're scanning a planet
right now, one larger than
any in recorded history.
If this rock works out for our operation,
it will be worth seven
planets at half the cost.
- Really?
- Yes, that means quadruple the dividends
in the next quarter.
- Don't disappoint me.
- Yes, Madam President.
- And you are to report to me immediately
upon your preliminary exam.
I have to take something back to my board
besides vacuous promises.
(beeps)
(sighs)
- Sir, the preliminary
report shows this planet
is in the top 5% of the margin bracket.
- Excellent, let's do a
scan for indigenous life,
target humanoid.
- Yes, sir.
(beeps)
(suspenseful music)
- Theel, dear Theel, who would have known
it would end this way?
I have made some adjustments
to the vessel we found,
but I do not think it will
ever leave this world,
nor will I.
I simply await my turn to
journey to the afterlife.
(mechanical whirring)
- Humanoid detected, but...
- What is it?
I've seen strange things
in my day, but this.
- It is solitary, not of a colony.
No other life forms are detected.
- That's good, lessens complications
to negotiate the planet.
- I'll prepare a scientific ship
to detach to the planet
surface immediately.
- No, wait..
If it's the only life form on the planet
beam it aboard it'll save us time.
- That is not procedural.
- To hell with procedure,
do as you're told.
- Yes, sir.
(mechanical whirring)
- Have a guard meet me
at the containment area.
I'll see to this personally.
- And if Madam Alunis messages?
- Tell her I fell into a black hole.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- Yes, what is it?
- My Lord, it has
happened. Today is the day.
- Do not talk in riddles, speak.
- We monitored a transmission
from the Galaga Eight Sector.
- And?
- A terraforming vessel
beamed aboard a man ape.
- Is this true? Are you sure?
- Yes, I came here as soon as we saw it,
is it our Redeemer, our savior?
- It very well may be,
but let's look at the transmission.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- Humanoid detected, but...
- What is it?
I've seen strange things
in my day, but this.
- It is solitary, not of a colony.
No other lifeforms are detected.
- That's good, lessens complications
to negotiate the planet.
- I'll prepare a scientific ship
to detach to the planet
surface immediately.
- No, wait.
If it's the only life form on the planet
beam it aboard, it'll save us time.
- That is not procedural.
- To hell with procedure, do is your told.
- Yes, sir.
(mechanical whirring)
- Our savior has been
found and needs rescue.
Lock in on that
transmission and set course.
Our day is soon at hand.
- Yes, master.
- Onward, our searching the
galaxies has come to an end.
We will save our master and he
will lead us to our destiny.
(mechanical whirring)
- My name is Lieutenant Tark.
You are aboard the Wyoming,
a terraforming vessel.
You are not a prisoner.
Do you have speech?
- Yes. I understand you perfectly.
Thank you for rescuing me.
- Rescuing you? I had no
idea you were stranded.
- My companion died sometime
back from wounds suffered
on our crash landing.
We were fleeing the destruction
of a planet by my race
and others like yourself.
- What are you?
- I am a Simian, an Ape. My name is Trask.
- It's a pleasure to meet you.
What was this planet you escaped from?
- Earth, a burning cinder now.
- I have heard of it, but
it is many light years away.
- We entered a black hole
and ended up on the planet
you discovered.
Mine is a long and painful tale.
I don't wish to talk more about it.
(crickets chirp)
(sharp tones)
(fire crackles)
(mellow music)
- What is the meaning of this?
- The girls have just
escaped into the woods.
- Trask, how did this happen?
- They must have overpowered Peru.
- Or you let them escape,
what took you so long
when I blew the horn?
Covering your tracks, maybe?
(growls)
- Enough, we'll settle this later.
For now the hunt is on.
The first Ape to find the girls
gets their first choice
in the games tomorrow.
(suspenseful music)
(gravel crunches)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
- I hear them behind us.
- Be quiet and move.
(suspenseful music)
- That was too close.
- Theel.
- Don't do it.
I don't want to have to shoot you.
- Traitor scum.
- We're in this together.
You don't stand much of
a chance out there alone.
- Our little partnership has ended.
One of us has to get away. Good luck.
(gun fires)
- This way you merry mother grabbers.
- Why did Theel fire into the air?
- To cover her tracks and
then draw attention to us.
- Then let's not sit around and wait.
- Oh, my ankle. I think it's sprained.
- Great timing, Jada.
(suspenseful music)
(growls)
(suspenseful music)
(screams)
- Sorry sisters, the odds were on me.
- Sir, we will put you
off on the nearest colony
and you can do as you please.
- I have nowhere to go.
I may be the last of my kind.
You can return me back to
the planet you found me on.
- I'm afraid that's not possible.
We've selected this
planet for terraforming.
If you were to stay on the planet,
the process would surely kill you.
Here, let me show you.
(beeps)
We take hospitable planets,
re-conform the atmosphere and colonize.
We even make mountains and lakes.
Polar cap at both ends helps
the natural water flow.
We use artificial robots to
do all of the manual work
when we reach that stage.
They even stay and serve and protect
once colonization begins.
- Interesting.
Creating a world instead
of destroying one.
- That's the plan. You'll be
our guest for the time being.
You'll be given a new set of clothes
and quarters aboard the Wyoming.
- Thank you. I will not be any trouble.
- No, I didn't think you would.
(suspenseful music)
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- Children of the Man Ape,
our day has come.
We have found our deliverer.
All is not as propitious as it seems.
Our future leader is in need of our help,
held captive by degenerates.
We must set a course to
convince them of our destiny.
We will seek peace first most,
if that fails we will take
our deliverer by force.
Be prepared for the day
we have been waiting for
has arrived.
Go now, we set course post haste.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
Thank you for rewarding our patience.
We have had doubters,
but I am not among them.
We have found his
greatness and we set course
to procure him for the new world
he will help us create in
the image of man and ape.
(ethereal harpsichord music)
- [Trask] Where does my destiny lay now?
Much has transpired.
If one can only return to where it started
and change the destiny you knew not.
(birds chirping)
(sweeping music)
(sweeping music)
- The raid failed? Now what will we do?
And what of this Ape?
- He's on our side. Trust me.
- No Ape is on our side.
We should bring them
outside and blast them
before they bring an army upon us.
- He's not going anywhere. He can help us.
- I'm a human and I vouch for him.
He's kind, he's trustworthy
and he'll do anything for all of us.
That's more than can
be said for some of us.
- Trask will be able to
infiltrate the security building
when we make our final attack.
No one would suspect him.
- I don't know. I still think it's risky.
- I will not betray humankind.
Despite your feeling towards my kind,
I am here to help you win.
- Why?
- Because I believe in your race
more than my own.
We should not be here, now.
We should not continue to enslave you.
No one has the right to
own or enslave anyone.
- And what of this Zantor?
He's another traitor.
- I want nothing more than
to see the apes overthrown
for personal reasons, as
well as for our survival.
Trask may be able to get
us into the building.
But I've been there.
I know my way around.
So you see, you need both of us.
- He speaks the truth.
I can get you no more than inside,
but I will fight with you.
Zantor will be able to get
you into the sanctuary.
- Okay? So Trask can get us in.
Zantor can get us to Corg,
but we need more than that.
I'm open to ideas.
- We need a distraction to get to Corg.
And I have just the thing.
- What is that.
- A homing device that only
the Davaniods can receive.
- Davanoids?
- They're the enemies of the Apes.
- Yes, they desire Apes for food
and will go to any length to acquire them.
- If we lure the Davanoids
here, through the black hole
the Apes will be concerned
momentarily with stopping them.
That will allow us the cover to gain entry
into the security building.
- The Apes will be in panic.
We can get to Corg during the distraction.
All their defenses and efforts
will be aimed at the Davanoids.
- Yeah, it could work.
- And what do we do
with the Ape prisoners?
- Nothing. We let the human
captives deal with them.
Give them the justice they deserve.
- When do we start?
- Immediately, in the
morning we'll move out.
- We will begin preparations.
- Well Zantor, it looks like
you've got all the answers.
If you betray us, I'll be right there
to slit your throat with this.
(melancholy music)
- This humanoid, give me more
information, I'm perplexed.
- It is a male from a
species we've determined
to be Simian, from a long extinct race.
- Simians, I have heard of these Ape men.
They're supposed to be
legendary in size and strength.
That was once a cult that worshiped them.
- Either way, I plan to drop him off
at the nearest habitable planet.
We have no need for him
and I can't return him to the surface.
- You'll do no such thing. Keep it close.
We may have use of it.
- His name is Trask.
And by Federation law, he must be--
- The hell with Federation
law. I have a plan.
- What are you talking about? What plan?
- With our corporation in bad steed
we can use the humanoid to
help rebrand our corporation
across the galaxy.
- You're not serious.
- I am very serious.
Our corporation needs a new
faith and this lone survivor
can be that spokesperson.
- I can ask him, see how
interested he may be in your idea.
- Ask him, tell it.
As far as I'm concerned, it belongs to us.
- I'll do no such thing. I'm
not taking someone prisoner.
- Something Tark, not someone.
And may I remind you
who is in charge here?
- It's abominable.
- Why the sudden change of heart, Tark?
You didn't have a conscience
when we were on Altarr 4
and moved ahead of schedule
and terraformed the planet
while lifeforms were still on it.
- I regret that. I still do.
- But, you did cash in
the bonus pay you received
for bending the rules, didn't you?
There'll be no more discussion.
That monkey will be our
spokesperson. See to it.
- Sometimes I hate this job.
(mechanical whirring)
(suspenseful music)
- Davanoids.
(beeps)
- We just picked up these
objects on the scope,
they're still far off,
but seem to be heading into our quadrant.
- Any idea what they are?
- None sir.
- Well find out, quickly.
Trask, you could almost
pass for one of us.
- Not quite.
What is this?
- Our sonic radar is picking
up something coming quickly
through hyperspace, near our location.
- We're getting some
scrambled communications.
- Put it on the comm, I
want to hear what it is.
(beeps)
(chittering)
- What that is it, Trask?
- I know what that is,
or rather who.
- Well what?
- The Davanoids, a race of creatures
who destroy worlds and hunt for apes.
- They're hunting for you? Why?
- They desire us for dinner.
- This ship is equipped
with laser cannons.
We'll stop any pirate vessel.
- You will not.
They do not hunt alone.
They travel by the hundreds
of thousands, a large army.
You must set me down somewhere and leave.
I do not want to bring
you unwanted destruction.
- You're serious.
- Very, they have wiped from my race
and others out of existence.
I would not want that to befall you.
- Officer, how far away are they?
- At least a hundred thousand parsecs.
- Then we have time, keep me informed.
(suspenseful music)
(beeps)
- [President Alunis] Davanoids,
surely a primitive race.
- Primitive, yet powerful
in large numbers.
They probably intend to capture the Ape.
- Why would they bother with Ape man?
Surely we can persuade
them to look elsewhere.
- They may think we
have thousands of them,
either way they mean to
wage war even for one.
We're not equipped to take
on a large scale invasion.
- Then I will send an
armada from the corporation
to help you deter their foolish mission.
- We cannot wage a war with
a race of savage aliens.
This is a matter for the command sect.
- We will handle this
ourselves, Lieutenant Tark.
Once again, you are making
the situation out to be
worse than it really appears to be.
We will obliterate them.
Nothing will stand in my
way, do you understand?
- Yes, Madam President.
- Our fleet will arrive
before they exit hyperspace.
And when they do all they
will have time to see
is their own atomization.
- Can this get any worse?
(suspenseful music)
- I must get off this ship
before the Davanoids arrive.
It's me they want.
(mechanical whirring)
(beeps)
(mechanical whirring)
- See Lieutenant Tark,
there's no need to worry.
I've already sent a fleet
to protect our assets.
- Yes. You waste no time.
(alarm blares)
Yes. What is it?
- [Bridge Officer] Our
guest, the Simian Trask,
has just escaped in a life pod
and is headed toward the
planet we discovered him on.
- What? You must find him.
- Should we send a detachment?
- No, I will tend to
this matter personally.
- Yes, sir.
In the meantime, we will
monitor his landing path.
- Well, Lieutenant Tark, it looks like
you have your work cut out for you.
And for the sake of your future career,
you'd better get that Ape back.
You find him and we'll worry about
the invasion of Davanoids.
(dramatic music)
- Master, we have left hyperspace
and are on the other side of the planet
from where the transmission came from.
- Very good. What is that?
- It was on the opposite side
of the planet when we arrived.
- Naysayers and non-believers, no doubt.
They will not stand in our way.
Find out if they are
harboring our deliverer.
- Yes, my Lord.
We'll begin intercepting
their transmissions.
- We are following the
escaped Ape to the planet,
please keep me informed of any alteration
in the Davanoid invasion.
(beeps)
(mechanical whirring)
- So our captain has escaped,
this is most pleasing.
We'll have an easier time rescuing him
without assaulting the main spacecraft.
- They mentioned an invasion by Davanoids.
- No doubt a score to settle
between the two hostiles.
It is no concern of ours.
Prepare a ship and a few members.
We will rescue our messiah, our boss.
(mechanical whirring)
(high pitched ringing)
- Locking on the bio-signal of the Ape.
(mechanical whirring)
(dramatic music)
(mechanical whirring)
- [Tark] Let's do this.
- [Bridge Officer] Yes, Lieutenant Tark.
- My guess is he's hiding
out in there somewhere.
- It's most likely, the burnt out city
would make a good hiding spot.
- Come on.
- What is it?
- Footprints.
- Then we are on the trail.
- Possibly, but these don't
look like our friend's
unless he has a companion.
- There are others here. The Davanoids?
- Not likely, they haven't even reached
this star system yet.
We don't even know if
they have feet. Come on.
(air rushing)
(ethereal music)
- It's true. We found the deliverer.
- Who are you?
- I am Morbius.
I lead a dedicated flock
who awaits the return
of the Man Ape, our chosen deliverer.
You are him.
- You are mistaken.
I am Trask, lone survivor
of a race of Simians
who destroyed themselves long ago.
- You are the one, the one we search for.
Lead us master.
- I wait here to die.
The Davanoids come for me
and others who rescued me.
I stole a ship and came
here so as to avoid
them being unmercilessly
killed for harboring me.
- Self-sacrifice, the
sign of a true leader.
I can take you away from here,
spare your friends' lives
and make you a king among men
where you'll rule and
not be forgotten to die.
- I wish no such thing.
Please leave me in peace.
In a short time, it will not matter
and your life will be taken as well.
- We are not afraid to
die for our beliefs.
Join us.
It's better than impending doom.
- I don't share your ideology.
- You will, you will.
(high pitched mechanical whirring)
Welcome to the brotherhood
of Morbius, Master.
- Would you look at that.
Halt.
- Please do not detain us,
we have no quarrel with you.
- The Ape is my friend.
He's coming with me.
- He has chosen to join our flock.
- I'm afraid his membership
has been canceled.
- Now we have a quarrel.
(dramatic music)
(electric static)
(lasers whoosh)
- Damn, I need to take him out.
(laser whooshes)
(mechanical whirring)
Damn it.
(mechanical whirring)
(dramatic music)
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- Rise my followers
and meet your Redeemer.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
Our prophecy has been fulfilled.
Now we can begin to tighten
our grip on the galaxy
and bring the cult of
Morbius front and center.
Our followers will embrace us.
And those who oppose us will quake in fear
of the new order that is coming.
We have no further use for our elder.
There are those in the stars nearby
who wish to steal our Redeemer away.
I will make plans and
give you further orders.
Back to your work posts until
our new leader summons us.
Forgive me for making you more cooperative
with our mind powers,
but you need time to
accept our way of life.
In time, you will rule
us as it is written,
but for now we need your cooperation.
(high pitched mechanical whirring)
(mechanical whirring)
(dramatic music)
- We should be reaching the
Wyoming in less than a parsec.
- You disappoint me Tark,
you let the Simian get away.
- He was abducted,
captured. I was overpowered.
- Who took our new spokesperson?
- They were in robes, sinister,
and had psychic powers.
- (sighs) It has to be Morbius.
They are a weird sect. They're
a cult that worships Apes.
They supposedly scour the
galaxies, searching for them.
And it appears, thanks to your
bumbling they have found one.
- We'll just have to get him back.
We tracked their craft to
the other side of the planet.
I'll take a shuttle and
get aboard their ship
and recapture him.
- Is it really that easy?
You couldn't manage to
keep him under your guard.
You expect to be able to whisk
him away from someone else,
someone more competent?
- I'll think of something.
Give me a few hours and
you'll have your poster chimp.
- I'd better, or your future
with this company over.
- Whatever.
- What did you say?
- Yes, Madam President.
- That's better.
Next time I hear from you,
you better have that Ape.
Our armada should arrive
in your sector sooner.
(beeps)
- [Tark] Now what?
- [Bridge Officer] The Davanoid
fleet has entered our zone.
They wish to communicate.
- Put them on the screen.
Oh, not much to look at, are they?
- We are the Davanoids
and we have come for the apes
you have in your possession.
- I'm sorry. We don't have
the Ape you are looking for.
And even if we did, we would
not just simply hand them over
at your command.
- We do not ask, we demand
and we take.
Why do you wish destruction
over a simple delicacy?
- The Ape is a free being.
He belongs to no one.
- He belongs to the Davanoids.
- A message from the Morbius ship.
- Patch them in.
(beeps)
Here you are, Davanoids,
the captor of your Ape.
- Strange being, we have been
monitoring your conversation.
The Ape is our Messiah, our Redeemer.
We will give him to no one,
especially a race of
carnivorous marauders.
- You have not heard of the reputation
of the Davanoids?
If so you would hand over
the Ape willingly
and beg us for mercy.
- We bow to no one, the Cult
of Morbius knows no fear.
- Know this, we do not wish to wage war,
but will if we must.
You have one rotation on the planet
to hand over the Ape or you and humans
will face decimation.
- Well now what? You
seem to be at an impasse.
- We have no impasse.
Leave us alone or die with the Davanoids.
- Diplomacy at its finest.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- As I predicted, there are
others outside our flock
who would wish to cause
you harm, take you from us.
We will not allow that.
I have a plan so fear not.
Any aggressor who faces us
will join us unwillingly
in the next lifetime,
We will spare nothing to
keep you for eternity,
not even our lives.
Rest now, the burden is
heavy, but your flock
will lift you up.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- We have a desperate mission
before us. It'll be perilous.
We may not make it back.
- Yes, sir. What is our objective?
- We must sneak aboard
Morbius' ship and rescue
the Ape Trask before an
intergalactic war breaks out.
- Won't a confrontation break
out once the cult realizes
Trask is gone?
- Corporate fleet should be here by then.
They'll take care of them.
We'll take care of the Davanoids.
- What is your plan once
we board their vessel?
- I don't know. I'm
making this up as we go.
(mechanical whirring)
- We're picking up the ship on
the other side of the planet.
- Begin cloaking shield covering.
They won't see us, cut exhaust to half.
- Yes, sir. How do we gain entry?
- At a specific point
we'll stop the shuttle
and I'm going to glide to
the ship and gain entry.
- I'll do a scan on
entry and exit portals.
It appears Morbius' ship has
several ports you can access.
This one on the starboard side
looks like your best option.
- Fantastic, I'm suiting up and
hitting the abyss. Track me.
If it looks hopeless, I'll
give you fair warning.
- [Bridge Officer] Good luck, sir.
- Thanks.
(indistinct mechanical chattering)
- Morbius there is a small ship
with a cloaking device starboard.
- The fools, it's a spy ship
from either the Davanoids
or the other humanoids.
Let's show them we suffer no
fools, blast it into atoms.
(beeps)
(gunshot)
(explosion)
- Damn that complicates matters.
(clatters)
(mechanical whirring)
(dramatic music)
- Star vessel Wyoming,
this is fleet controller.
We have arrived to defend the
interests of the corporation.
I wish to speak to Lieutenant Tark.
- He's on a mission to retrieve the Ape
from Morbius' clutches.
- We will await his return.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
(footsteps)
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
(grunts)
(cracks)
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- Aw, damn it this smells.
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
(dramatic music)
- Tark, you shouldn't have come here.
- I had to rescue you. This
place just isn't made for apes.
- If you take me back the
Davanoids will destroy you.
I am weak. Morbius has been drugging me.
- I'll help you, do you
think you can make it
to the launch pad?
- Yes, I believe I can.
- Let's get you up.
(dramatic music)
- Halt, where do you think you're going?
- Taking a Sunday stroll.
(thuds)
(dramatic music)
- The shuttle bay is in here.
- Great, let's get outta here.
(dramatic music)
(mechanical whirring)
(alarms blare)
- What is the meaning of this?
A shuttle has launched with two
occupants, humanoid and Ape.
- No fools, how did you let this happen?
We must get our redeemer
back at all costs.
(dramatic music)
- True to her word,
Alunis' fleet has arrived.
- And there, the Davanoids.
- Told you it was serious.
(beeps)
- You have kidnapped our
Messiah, this is treason.
- We have first rights to the Ape.
We rescued him from a dying world.
(beeps)
- This is war.
(beeps)
- War, war, war, we will fight.
- As you wish, war with the Armada.
The Davanoids and the Cult of Morbius
have chosen the foolishly.
(beeps)
- All this because of me.
- Sorry pal.
(dramatic music)
(indistinct mechanical chatter)
- So, it looks like we have a fight.
- Great Morbius, is warring with
two enemies at once prudent?
- Once again, the unworthy quake
at the first sign of danger.
- We should negotiate with them.
Maybe they will see our need.
- War mongers know only violence.
And this is what we will revert to
in order to justify our victory.
- They outnumber us 20 to one.
- The odds do not matter.
Our faith will bring us victory.
Do not forget our sacrifices and hardship
we have endured to reach this pinnacle.
We cannot let that slip through
our fingers and be lost.
- Yes Morbius.
- Prepare our laser cannons and missiles.
When the time is right we
will strike with all we have
and then board humanoid vessel
and take our leader by force.
We will let the Davanoids and humanoids
war with each other a bit.
Their casualties will weaken
their resolve and threat.
(mechanical whirring)
- Begin firing, we'll
take down the defense ship
of the humanoids first, then
board it and take the Ape.
And if the Morbius ship makes a move
we will obliterate it as well.
- You have done well
in retrieving the Ape.
- Was it worth this, galactic war?
- We will decimate these
degenerates in short order.
And then we can begin our plans.
Be sure to fill the
galaxy with their ashes,
our armada will protect you.
- We'll see about that.
- We're ready to open
fire on the Davanoids.
Then we will assault the Morbius ship.
Move your crew to behind
out fleet for protection.
- Yes, Control.
- Attack, full force.
(cannons fire)
- Fleet attack.
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(dramatic music)
- The show has begun, huh?
- All this, and for what?
(sentimental music)
- Your safety is not a waste.
- It's more than that.
- What are you getting at Trask?
- The Davanoids want me for food.
Morbius wants to worship me as a God
to further his own means.
But what do you want of me?
- Well, we want to help you.
- We both know there is
more to it than that.
- You have a right to know, Trask.
- Thank you.
- President Alunis wants you to be
the new face of the corporation.
Greed Trask, without an
ounce of consideration
for what you want.
- And where do you stand, Tark?
- I've been trying to find
a way to tell you before now
I don't share her views.
She threatened to have me
decommissioned, my career over.
I don't care.
I'm not handing you over to
Morbius, the Davanoids or her.
- You're free, Trask. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I ever found you.
- Why?
- Then you wouldn't be in this mess.
- I would have died on the
planet, alone and forgotten.
It is no worse an option
than the one I am in.
- You have a simple way
of viewing things, Trask.
The question is now what do we do?
- I could escape.
- Escape, yeah, yeah, yeah.
We're at the rear of the fleet.
No one would notice you were gone.
Here, take my gun.
- What for?
- Shoot me.
- I cannot obey that wish.
- It's on stun.
It'll look like you
overpowered me and fled.
Please go far away, where
you can belong to yourself.
- You are a fine man, Tark.
I wish you a happy life.
- I'm going to turn around.
I don't want to see this coming.
(gunfire)
(clatters)
(dramatic music)
- Aim more fire power on
the main Davanoid cruiser.
Target the photon engines.
We can create a chain reaction
if we rupture their tanks.
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(alarms blare)
(explosions)
We'll take the fleet
and let's give Morbius
and his band of followers,
something to pray about.
(dramatic music)
- There is only one thing left to do.
- The Davanoids are destroyed.
The Armada is taking aim on us.
- Give them everything we have
and let us sail into victory.
- Yes, Morbius.
- I want all the ship's
energy aimed at the armada.
- Yes Morbius.
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(cannons fire)
(explosions)
(alarms blare)
- What is it?
(alarms blare)
- Two of our main engines
have been damaged.
If we continue this assault,
we run the risk of explosion.
- I don't care, keep firing.
(alarms blare)
- Oh. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea.
(dramatic music)
- Lieutenant Tark, we
have victory in sight.
The Davanoids are destroyed
and Morbius is crippled.
We will deliver the
crushing blow momentarily.
Alunis will be pleased.
- No, she won't. The Ape has escaped.
- What? How.
- He shot me with a stun gun
and escaped in a shuttle.
- I must report this to Alunis.
- You do that and give her a message.
- And what is that?
- Tell her I quit.
(mechanical whirring)
- Morbius, it is Trask.
I am coming home to fulfill my destiny
of my ancestors and my freedom.
- My redeemer, we await you.
We have so much to accomplish together.
- I have other plans.
- I don't understand.
- You claim to be looking
to purify the galaxies
with your gospel,
but in truth, you are a poisonous cancer.
No better than the Davanoids.
No better than the humanoids.
This last act is for me.
I will join my ancestors
in the great beyond
and take you with me.
- No, that is not part of the plan.
- See you on the other side.
(mechanical whirring)
- No, fire on that shuttle.
- He's headed towards the main reactors.
- Destroy him.
- We can't, our laser
cannons fire outward.
- Close off the shaft with the firewalls
and let him smash himself to pieces.
- Not possible, damage to our
defense system, prevents it.
- Then we will enter eternity.
(mechanical whirring)
- Like all my ancestors before me
I welcome the next life
by sacrificing my own.
(explosions)
- Did you get my message?
- Yes, Lieutenant Tark, or
should I say prisoner Tark?
- I've done nothing.
You could strip me of my
job, but you can't arrest me.
- We'll see about that.
You'll be taken back to the
armada fleet and transported
to Zeta 10 until a complete
investigation has taken place.
- I guess I should pack my toothbrush.
- You have ruined my credibility
and reduced our shareholders' profits
with your heartfelt actions.
- I'm happy to have disappointed you,
but you would never understand.
- Understand what?
- Compassion, sacrifice,
humility, respect.
None of those attributes apply to you.
- I run a corporation.
I don't have time for those feelings.
- What a sad world we've created.
Trask as a primitive had more compassion
in his index finger than
we've had in our entire lives.
- You can wax philosophical behind bars.
- I hope one day you
can look in the mirror
and stomach what you see.
- Take him away.
(sentimental music)
- [Trask] I will join my
ancestors in the great beyond.
(dystopian music)
You feelin' this
(dystopian music)
You feelin' this