ALF, Season 3

ALF:
[from the window] Yo, Jake!

Jake:
ALF, how long have you been out there?

ALF:
Long enough. For but what it's worth, I think you did the right thing.

Jake:
Yeah? Then how come I feel so crummy?

ALF:
You ate Kate's cooking last night, remember? Anyway, I'm glad you're not going back to New York.

Jake:
I, uh, kinda wish I was.

ALF:
Well, that was really nice what you said to your mom. You know, there's nothing like the love between a mother and child. Except, maybe the love between two florists.

Jake:
Give this back to Mrs. Tanner, would you? And, uh, tell her I'm, we're sorry.

ALF:
So what happens to your mother now?

Jake:
I guess she'll go back to her doctor.

ALF:
Well, I hope he's an eye doctor. This is the ugliest pin I've ever seen! Looks like a blood clot. Ha. Blood clot! Ha! Oh, I kill me. [Jakes closes the bedroom curtain]