Cornelius: Well Taylor, we're all fugitives now. George Taylor: Do you have any weapons, any guns? Cornelius: The best, but we won't need them. George Taylor: I'm glad to hear it. I want one anyway.
[after seeing Taylor shave off his beard] Lucius: Why did you do that? Scrape off your hair? George Taylor: In my world, when I left it, only kids your age wore beards.
Cornelius: Taylor, you are not in command here. Put down that gun! George Taylor: Shut up!
Julius: [Julius stops hosing Taylor briefly] Shut, up you freak! George Taylor: Julius, you... Julius: [He turns on the hose again] I said shut up!
[to Dr. Zaius after he finds a lobotomized Landon] George Taylor: You did it. You cut up his brain, you bloody baboon!
Dr. Zaius: Dr. Zira, I must caution you. Experimental brain surgery on these creatures is one thing, and I'm all in favor of it. But your behavior studies are another matter. To suggest that we can learn anything about the simian nature from a study ...
George Taylor: What evidence? There were no weapons in that cave.
Dr. Zaius: Have you forgotten your scripture, the thirteenth scroll? "And Proteus brought the upright beast into the garden and chained him to a tree and the children did make sport of him."
Landon: [Reflecting on Stewart's death and Taylor's reaction to it] You don't seem too cut up about it... George Taylor: It's too late for a wake. She's been dead nearly a year.
Dodge: [On deciding where to continue next] Which direction? George Taylor: That way... Dodge: Any particular reason? George Taylor: [sarcastically] None at all...
George Taylor: Chalk up another victory to the human spirit.
George Taylor: If this is the best they've got around here, in six months we'll be running this planet.
George Taylor: [to Lucius] Remember, never trust anybody over 30.
Dr. Zaius: You are a menace. A walking pestilence.
Dodge: The question is not so much where we are as when we are.
Lucius: You can't trust the older generation.
George Taylor: [to Nova] Did I tell you about Stewart? Now there was a lovely girl. George Taylor: The most precious cargo we'd brought along, she was... to be the new Eve. George Taylor: With our hot and eager help, of course. George Taylor: Probabl...
Dr. Zaius: Ah, yes - the young ape with a shovel. I hear you're planning another archeological expedition. Cornelius, a friendly word of warning - as you dig for artifacts, be sure you don't bury your reputation.
