JANE: So for dinner tonight, I`m thinking maybe we could go out.
TARZAN: Unga bunga.
JANE: There`s that cute French place on the square, their bisque is just exquisite.
TARZAN: Me eat now. (Chewing noise)
JANE: What the--hey, take those rocks out of your mouth! Stop doing that! Spit it out! Tarzan, spit!
TARZAN: Unga bunga! Unga bunga binga!
JANE: Oh my god...are you sitting in your own feces?
TARZAN: Poopy, poopy.
JANE: I think we need to talk.