ALF, Season 2

Willie:
How many more things can there be? [ALF comes out] What was all that noise?

ALF:
I don't know. As grandpa satchel used to say, "Don't look back. Something might be broken."

Kate:
In this case it's my casserole dish and the cookie jar.

ALF:
Where are you going?

Willie:
I'm going to see a musical.

ALF:
Musicals are dumb. Out of the blue people burst into songs.

Willie:
Hence the term "musical."

ALF:
Yeah, but wouldn't it get on your nerves if all of a sudden I started singing: [singing] Hey, Kate, ain't it great? Hey, Willie, you look silly. Hey-

Willie:
It's getting on my nerves.

ALF:
See what it means? What this called?

Kate:
Cats.

ALF:
Take me, please! Then afterwards, we can go backstage and eat the actors!

Kate:
They're not real cats; they're actors.

ALF:
Yech! I'll pass. How come you're not going your mate Kate?

Kate:
Well, uh- Actually, do you remember when we left you alone, and you blew up the kitchen?

ALF:
Oh, yeah. I get nervous just thinking about it.

Kate:
Well, I'm not going because I don't feel well. I have a fever. I have a slight fever.

ALF:
Oh, let me press my lips against your forehead.

Kate:
No!

ALF:
You don't sound that sick. Is there something wrong between you two?

Kate:
Of course not.

ALF:
You wouldn't lie to the old ALFer?

Willie:
No.

ALF:
Because I always tell the truth. Example, your socks are limp.

Kate:
Goodbye.

Willie:
Bye.

Kate:
Have a good time. [kisses Willie]

ALF:
And those glasses make you look owlish.

Willie:
Bye, ALF.

ALF:
Did I mention he has a funny walk?