George of the Jungle1997

[Lyle, Max, Thor, Kwame and his men are searching for Ursula. N'Dugo is holding Lyle on his back]

Lyle:
Ursula! God, this trail's really rough.

N'Dugo:
[Swahili] Drop him! You're not his donkey. [Mimics Lyle] "Ursula! Ursula!" [Swahili] Next cliff we pass, he's history.

[He and his men start going in another direction]

Lyle:
Hey, come back here.

Max:
They're not abandoning us, are they?

Kwame:
They are threatening.

Lyle:
If you don't mind, Kwame, I have a knack for getting the most out of my employees. Do you mind if I address the porters?

Kwame:
They only speak Swahili.

Lyle:
Well, I just happen to have a Swahili phrase book.

Kwame:
Be my guest.

[Lyle reads the book and says random Swahili phrases. The subtitles reveal what he's saying]

Lyle:
[Swahili] Pardon me, girls. I know you're feeling pretty hey sailor up here about now. But, if you would just let me order a bowl of fried clams, we can all have smallpox tomorrow morning. [The porters laugh. Lyle speaks English] I think our troubles are over.

Max:
Tell them I'll pay 50 zamoles a man if they'll help me capture the White Ape and bring him back alive.

Lyle:
Alive? After he...uh...well, he pulled Ursula's scrunchy off. We know that much.

Max:
50 zamoles a man. What do you say?

Kwame:
They only speak Swahili.

N'Dugo:
[English] 100 zamoles a man and you got a deal.

Lyle:
[Shocked] Hey, wait a second...

Max:
Done.

[The porters laugh again]