| rdfs:comment | - Fade in to the Chimpanzee Habitat. Phil is lounging on a tire swing eating a banana. Mason walks by with a napkin and silverware, humming. He slips and falls on a banana peel. Mason looks up angrily at Phil, who throws a banana peel down on the ground. Mason: (angry) Phil. Phil just formally waves to him. Later, Mason is seen cleaning out the tire swing. He finds a melon rind with flies buzzing around it. He cringes in disgust. Phil pops up all of a sudden, eats the fruit rind and smiles, showing the fruit. Mason: (angrier) Phil... Later, Mason is painting on three easels. One is a mona Lisa painting with a chimpanzee's head, another one is an abstract monkey about to throw a banana, and the third is a pop art design of a chimp's face. He finishes up. Mason: Ah, lovely. Food scraps g
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| abstract | - Fade in to the Chimpanzee Habitat. Phil is lounging on a tire swing eating a banana. Mason walks by with a napkin and silverware, humming. He slips and falls on a banana peel. Mason looks up angrily at Phil, who throws a banana peel down on the ground. Mason: (angry) Phil. Phil just formally waves to him. Later, Mason is seen cleaning out the tire swing. He finds a melon rind with flies buzzing around it. He cringes in disgust. Phil pops up all of a sudden, eats the fruit rind and smiles, showing the fruit. Mason: (angrier) Phil... Later, Mason is painting on three easels. One is a mona Lisa painting with a chimpanzee's head, another one is an abstract monkey about to throw a banana, and the third is a pop art design of a chimp's face. He finishes up. Mason: Ah, lovely. Food scraps gets splattered onto the paintings. Mason turns behind him to find Phil eating from the garbage cans. Phil throws a popcorn bag at Mason. Mason: (really angrily) Phil!! Much later, Mason and Private are having tea. Mason: Ah, Private. So good of you to join me for tea. (taking a platter of sugar cubes) One lump or two? Private: One, please. Mason gets hit with a beach ball, making him drop the tray. The two look up. We see that the gorillas, Joey, and Phil are playing basketball. Bada: Yo. Little help? Private takes the beach ball. Private: Here you go, fellas. Private tosses the ball. It goes through the tire serving as a hoop. Bing catches the ball. Bing: (impressed) From downtown! Joey and Phil jump down. Joey: I call the little bird for our team. Bada: No, no, no. We get the little bird. Bing: You can have Sir Tea Time Fancy Pants. Phil shakes his head as he signs to the group. Mason approaches them. Mason: First of all, I do not wear pants. Fancy or otherwise. Second of all, I am not interested in playing your idiotic game. Third of all, (falls to the ground begging) how could you not want me on your team? Bada: Probably 'cause he figures you stink. Last straw for Mason. He loses his cool. Mason: Ohhhh, I'm not the one who stinks! I suggest you point your nose in the direction of the simian who roots through trash and wallows in filth all day long! That, sir, is who stinks!! Bing (aside to Bada): I think he's talkin' about you. Mason: I am talking about Phil!! Phil, who's eating a banana, smells his armpit and shrugs, indifferent. Private approaches an angry Mason. Private: Uh, Mason? Perhaps you need a moment? Mason: (angry) Yes. Perhaps I do. They both walk away. Phil catches the ball and drops the banana peel near Mason. Mason slips and falls. He stands up abruptly. Mason: (extremely angry) Ooh, that does it!!! He goes up to Phil. Mason: Phil, I refuse to clean up after you from henceforth! Mason leaves, but slips on the banana peel again. He takes the banana peel and throws it on the ground at Phil's feet. He storms out.
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