"Later." Tarzan walks through a field. He's found a walking stick. He smiles, happy to be in a place that has trees, even though it's nothing like a Congo jungle. Jane grumps up behind him, saying that this is why she quit Girl Scouts: "I hate the bugs, and I hate dust." She checks her map and then looks up in the air, saying she needs some bug spray. Tarzan is all grins. Jane says they're close to the cabin. "We also want to find a glass of water...before Jane drops dead." Tarzan, throw the map in the water. Jane's talking in the third person. Finally, this could get interesting.

The sheriff's back at the abandoned Toyota. He checks the passenger's-side visor, the glove compartment and the...radio? He opens the hood and waves away smoke. The car's still smoking? He radios from some wireless CB somewhere: "Scott. Hey, it's Tim." The radio we can't see answers, "Hey, Tim." Heh. Sheriff Tim gives Scott the engine number to run over the wire to see if anybody's reporting a car theft. They deem this exciting enough to swell the music and blackout to commercial.