Chiun had other ideas.

"There he is," Smith hissed.

"It's all right," Remo said. "You can talk up. Gorillas don't know you're talking about them."

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"Listen to Remo, Emperor. He knows about gorillas. And Monkeys."

Brian was seven feet tall and weighed more than 500 pounds. He was standing near his cage, scratching his head, looking around. When he saw the three men approaching, he jumped up and down, roared, and beat on his chest. Then he started toward them.

"We'd better leave here," Smith advised again.

"No need," said Chiun. "Remo will put the beast back in his cage."

"Why me?" Remo asked. "Why not you?"

"It is true," Chiun said, "that I have much more experience dealing with an ape, considering what I have had to endure in the last ten years, but I have no need to impress the emperor. You show him what you can do."

Remo sighed. Arguing with Chiun was a waste of time. It would be easier to put the damn gorilla back where he belonged.

"He's getting closer," Smith said. "I'd appreciate it if you fellows would agree on who was going to do what, or else let us get out of here."

"Easy does it, Smitty. Animals sense when you get nervous and it makes them mean," said Remo.

"I'll take your word for it," Smith said. "Let's go."

"The demonstration is set," Chiun said imperiously. He folded his arms and looked inscrutable.

"I'll put hun back," Remo said.

"And do not hurt him," Chiun said. "He might be a relative."

The gorilla was almost on them now, so Remo took a large step forward, ducked inside the beast's swinging arms, put a hand on the massive hard chest and pushed.

Brian staggered back several feet, a look of cartoon surprise on his face. He did not understand what had happened and the noises this creature was making at hun.

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Smith didn't understand Remo's noises either.