ALF, Season 3

[ALF walks around Aaron King's house, but he hides when Aaron King comes home, he tries to run off but he accidentally breaks Aaron King's stuff when he gets a tablecloth stuck to himself]

Aaron King:
What the heck are you?

ALF:
I ain't nothing but a hound dog!

Aaron King:
Hound dogs don't talk.

ALF:
Neither do dead singers.

Aaron King:
Say what?

ALF:
You're Elvis Presley. I knew it! I knew it!

Aaron King:
I'm not Elvis Presley.

ALF:
Right and I'm not an alien.

Aaron King:
Wait a minute. I remember you. You're that talkin' monkey I saw in Vegas.

ALF:
Vegas? You've been to Vegas? That proves it!

Aaron King:
Proves what?

ALF:
That you're Elvis.

Aaron King:
Wait a minute. Let's get back to who you are. Or what you are.

ALF:
Hey, I'll have you know that I'm a superior being from the Planet Melmac.

Aaron King:
There's no Planet Melmac.

ALF:
Well, not anymore. That's why I'm here.

Aaron King:
Can I pet you?

ALF:
Only above the waist.

Aaron King:
[while petting ALF] Man! Are you trying to tell me you're from outer space?

ALF:
Yeah, yeah, but now I live down the block. My friends call me ALF. Boy, "The Enquirer" would sure love a photo of this. Elvis Meets Creature From Space.

Aaron King:
Come on, be reasonable. Why would somebody like Elvis wanna pretend he was dead?

ALF:
I figure you want to be an average Joe in an average town with an average fleet of pink Cadillac's. But your fans wouldn't let you. So you booked that big gig into rock and roll heaven.

Aaron King:
What do you aliens do all day? Look for dead celebrities?

ALF:
I'm so tired of that stereotype. Aliens have many interests. We sit around the house. We eat. We watch TV.

Aaron King:
You sound more like Elvis than I do.

ALF:
Hey, hey, why don't you ring up Ann-Margret and get her over here?

Aaron King:
Oh, sure, I'll just hop over to Graceland and pick up my Rolodex.

[knock on door]

ALF:
Whoever that is don't tell 'em I'm here. Unless it's somebody who knows me. But you'd have no way of knowing that unless we work out a code.

Aaron King:
How about I just don't let 'em in?

ALF:
Good thinking.