ALF, Season 2

ALF:
Cake. Cake. Cake. Cake. Cake. Cake. Cake! Cake! Cake! Cake--

Kate:
We're saving it for Jake.

ALF:
Okay. [pause] He's not coming. Let's eat.

Willie:
He'll be here, ALF.

ALF:
The kid's probably going up the river as we speak. They'll put him in solitary, feed him bread and water, topped by a delicious piece of chocolate- [Kate moves the cake] cake.

Willie:
Jake may have some problems, but he's not going to be sent to prison.

ALF:
Tell that to my cousin, Pretty Boy Shumway. He lived on the south side of Melmac. The baddest part of the planet. If he didn't like your shoes. [points at Willie, imitating machine gun sound] "ak-ak-ak-ak-ak."

Willie:
You mean he'd shoot a person just because he didn't like his shoes?

ALF:
No. He'd just point at you and go, "Ak-ak-ak-ak-ak."

Lynn:
[comes in] Mr. Ochmonek called and said Jake won't come over.

Willie:
I didn't hear the phone.

Lynn:
He just hollered through my window.

ALF:
Alright! Let's eat.

Kate:
Would you like some cake?