That was beautiful. Now let's eat!
She’s got a gun! Let’s get out while we can!
She's got a gun! Let's get out while we can! Pass it on.
Mason [chimpanzees chatter the message all the way up the chain]
He said, "Let's have some fun and take out the dam. Basset hound."
Skipper! Alex wants to take out the dam!
Alright. [on the intercom] But it's his funeral.
[on the intercom]
Hard to port!
Bring it on! Bring it on! Whoo!
Come back! That's my dinner!
Kowalski, full throttle. Music! (Private puts in a tape that plays "At The Copa (Copacabana)" by Barry Manilow.)
It does have a catchy hook. Come about! Bring her in low! [on the intercom] Hold on to your skirts! It's dam-busting time!
Hold on tight, baby! Here we go!
Tell them No! Pull up! They'll kill us! There's got to be another way! Pass it on.
Mason [The chimpanzees chatter the message all the way up the chain]
They said, "Don't pull up; kill us! There's no other way. Basset Hound."
Men, there's no sacrifice greater than someone else's.
My goodness Doll, you're shaking like a leaf. Rico! You've had your fun. Pull up. [Rico pulls up]
Gear down. [Kowalski pulls a lever that deploys the landing gear] Gently now. You just want to kiss the ground. Just a little peck. A smooch. Like you're kissing your sister. [the landing gear breaks]
I said kiss it! [the wings, engines, and the hull of the plane break off] Now just a little brake. Just a touch. A little whisper.
Mason [while playing chess with Phil]
I believe that's checkmate. [Alex and Marty scream]
Commence emergency landing procedure! Flaps up! Deploy! [Kowalski and Rico deploy the parachutes that make the plane land gently]
Mason [The union monkeys have gone on strike. Mason and Phil are with Skipper at the negotiating table]
The plane won't be fixed until the suits meet our demands. Now, about maternity leave.
"Maternity leave"? [glances under the table] You're all males...
Look, we need that plane for a rescue mission.
Well, there's nothing I can do until we bust up this union.
I'm gonna get to busting up all you if you don't get this plane going!
Can't you see these commies have my hands tied here! No maternity leave! [Mason nudges Phil, who pulls out incriminating photos of Skipper and "Doll" in compromising positions]
Mason Maybe a certain someone wouldn't want these blowing around on the savanna? Hmm?
[reluctantly]
Alright, you get your maternity leave. [a whistle blows in the background and the monkeys get back to fixing the plane]
Skipper, we have all the parts we need. But, we're slightly behind schedule.
[on the intercom]
Private, what happened to our thumbs?
Haven't seen them since yesterday sir. [drops his screwdriver] Darn you Darwin! [the car's hood closes on him]
Nobody goes AWOL on my watch. Private! You're coming with me! [the inside of the front of the car explodes] Rico! You're coming with me! [Rico welds a car in half]
We'll track them down and bring them in for court martial.
Mason That won't be necessary. We've recruited a few extra thumbs for you, Skipper. [camera pans to a whole lot of chimpanzees]
Well I'll be a monkey's uncle.
Mason Oh, I doubt that. [chimpanzees screeching]
[on the intercom]
Enough lollygagging. Now let's get to work. We'll divide into three groups. Group Alpha, you're in charge of sheet metal fabrication. Group Bronson, you'll handle assembly. Group George Peppard, you'll handle craft services. Any questions? [Mason tries to say something] Good, now let's get to work.
