[the family is playing charades]
Brian
The birds.
No fair! You were giving him hand signals to help him guess.
ALF, that's how you play charades.
Oh. Well, let me try! Alright, uh-
The Brother from Another Planet?
Brian
Hair!
No, no, you're all wrong, it's The Man Who Would Be King.
[Trevor and Raquel come to the Tanners house to introduce Jake]
And other residents of the Tanner manor.
Hi, Trevor, Raquel. And who might this be?
This is Jake, my brother cyril's kid. These are the Tanners.
Brian
Hi Jake.
[laughs] Jake just flew in from New York. He's staying with us while his father is away.
Oh, how long will that be?
Unless he gets time off for good behavior.
No problem. Kate, I'm sorry about your flowers. Please accept these along with my apologies.
I washed them in Desenex.
ALF, where is our football?
[shows ALF the football] Raquel said it broke her window.
That's ridiculous! Footballs don't break windows, people do.
Me, I broke nothing, I swear.
You broke those plates when you throw the football through my kitchen window.
Oh, like that's relevant.
ALF, how did this football get into the Ochmoneks' backyard?
Alright. See, I was standing near the fence. I kicked the football, it went up but it never came back down.
Well, isn't it obvious? Gravity failure. Explanation 2, what happened-
Brian
[interrupts ALF and comes to the living room] What did ALF do this time?
Somebody broke the Ochmoneks' window and we're trying to figure out who it was.
Say, it wasn't you, was it Brian?
Brian
No.
Brian dear, this is very important!
Hey, if the kid said he didn't do it, he didn't do it. Stop with the 3rd degree.
Fine. If he didn't do it, that makes you the prime suspect.
Brian dear, this is very important. Did you break the window?
Brian
No.
Huh? Who could it have been?
Alright, that's it. You're not watching TV for 1 month.
Why, what did I do? You can't punish me without just cause. I demand a trial.
There's no need for a trial, forget the trial.
So you do think I'm guilty. You're punishing an innocent alien.
Brian
Yeah, dad, my teacher said everyone's innocent until proven guilty.
Okay, fine. ALF gets his trial. I'll be the judge.
Oh, no offense, Willie, but I prefer a fair trial.
What you trust mom to be the judge?
I'm not gonna be the judge, and there's not gonna be a trial.
Look, I know my rights. I want my day in court and that's that! If I'm found guilty, I'll take the month with no TV.
Okay, we'll have a trial tomorrow morning after breakfast.
Fine, whatever you say, your honor. I respect your judgment and I'm not just saying that.
I'm not kissing up. I'm innocent. Why should I have to kiss up? By the way, I love what you've done with your hair.
I'm stopped. It's stopped. You're right. You're brilliant. She's brilliant. She's really is. She's brilliant. No more kissing up. Not if she doesn't want me to kiss up. I wouldn't kiss up to the judge. Nuh-uh. [goes to the kitchen]
Willie, present your evidence.
The case is simple. We have here a broken window, and a defendant with a long, long history of reckless behavior. Starting with the day he crashed his spaceship into our garage.
To name 12 more. He set a fire in the camper, he chopped up our Christmas tree, he wrecked the toaster, he ripped that painting, he dug up the backyard, he stole a car, he buried my piano, I think that was the thing hurt me the most, he got me arrested, he used our credit cards, excessively and illegally, he short circuited the television, terrorized the cat, and he blew up the kitchen. It's not hard to imagine, that such a person would, could, and infect did kick a football through the Ochmonek's window.
Brian
Brilliant!
[ALF is decorating a party as Kate comes home with the groceries]
ALF, what is going on here?
We're celebrating. Uncle Albert is gone.
He left without saying goodbye?
Kate. Kate. [he hugs her]
Is it true about Uncle Albert?
Well, apparently so. I mean, talk about the perfect guest. He came, he was nice and he left before we got tired of him.
Hey, come on, man! Lighten up. Here, have a hat.
Have you no respect for the dead?
Dead? ALF, you said Uncle Albert was gone.
What happened? ALF, exactly what happened?
Well, I was in the tent watching TV.
Yeah. I offered him one of Kate's cookies, but he keeled over. Hey, don't take it personally. Some people just don't have a sweet tooth. Speaking of which, did you get those canned peaches, Willie? I need to finish basting the deceased. [Willie walks away] Hey, hey, let the guy marinate in peace!
Brian
[as he comes home from school] Hey! Are we having a party?
Sure it is! It's just like a birthday party only someone else has to blow out the candles.
Hey, come on. Don't blame yourself, Willie. Gosh, if anyone killed Uncle Albert, it was me.
[prepares for Jodi's arrival by moving all the furniture in the living room into a pile] Perfect. [lamp crashes] Almost perfect.
A lamp fell off the furniture.
That leads to my next 2 questions. A, what was the lamp doing on a pile of furniture? And B. Why is the furniture in a pile?
Well, aren't you forgetting C? What are we having for lunch?
[Kate and Lynn comes to the living room, shocked]
Who piled up all the furniture? ALF, why did you pile up all the furniture?
I stacked it to get it out of Jody's way.
She'll be safe as long as she stays out of the falling-lamp zone.
ALF, let's, let's rethink this. Jody lived in an apartment. Jody had furniture. Jody walked around the furniture.
See Jody. See Jody run. Run, Jody, run.
See the furniture. See the alien move the furniture back. Move, alien, move.
See the alien throw out his back. See the alien blame the Tanners. Lawsuit, Tanners, lawsuit.
Brian
[arrives home] I think the Jodster's here.
Okay, everyone, stay calm.
Well, then, show some enthusiasm.
[knocks and arrives at the Tanners] Excuse me, I'm not sure I have the right house. I'm looking for-
[chuckles] This is the place. [as she hears the car honking] Uh, it's okay. Thanks.
Come on in, Jody. I'm Willie.
Oh, the patriarch of the Tanner clan.
Sounds good to me. And-and this is my wife, Kate.
And-and this is Lynn and Brian.
Brian
Hi.
Jody, run around. You won't bump into anything.
[chuckles] Oh. Well, I-I hope you didn't go to the trouble of rearranging the furniture.
It was no trouble. It was fun.
It'll be even more fun putting it back.
Oh, well, then you could do it.
Thanks for letting me stay here. I hate to impose, but I-I didn't know what else to do.
Well, you're not imposing.
No. We're glad you're here.
And stay as long as you like.
Brian
Yeah, ALF did.
[while cutting the plants] This is pretty hefty punishment for breaking 1 measly chimney.
Brian
Hey ALF, watch this! [throws a stick to the ground]
Brian
It's a dog.
I could see that, but it wrecked your stick trick. What was supposed to happen?
Brian
That was it. That's how you play fetch.
Fascinating game. Right up there with watching golf.
Brian
You wanna throw one? Alright. What harm could it do?
[ALF throws the stick to the Ochmoneks' backyard]
What are the chances that the crash I just heard was the Ochmoneks breaking their own window?
Brian
Slim and none. And slim is out of town.
Where did this dog come from?
Brian
She followed me home from school.
ALF, you better hide whilst I, once again, take the blame for something you did.
Thanks, Willie. You're a prince.
[comes to the Tanners' backyard] Good afternoon, guys. Does this look familiar to anyone?
Oh, gee, I'm sorry, Trevor. B-Brian and I were, we were just, sort of, play. It's $20, right?
Yeah, I'm putting in Plexiglas this time. It'll be cheaper for you in the long run.
Well, I'll see ya. [ALF pops his head out] So long, Trevor. [Trevor leaves the Tanners' backyard] She sure is a pretty dog.
Brian
Can we keep her?
Yeah, Willie. Can we, huh?
No, I don't know. I'm sure she's got an owner somewhere.
Brian
Can't we just keep her until we find the owner?
Well, I guess so. As long as it's okay with your mom.
Oh, goody, goody, goody, goody!
Brian
I didn't know you liked dogs.
What's not to like? They're loyal, obedient, they hate cats. [the dog growls] And those who eat them!
BMrs. Buttonwood
[arrives at the Tanners to look for Alfina] Where is he?
BMrs. Buttonwood
My dog. That's who. You found him, didn't you?
Well, yes, we did. I mean, that is to say we found a dog.
BMrs. Buttonwood
He's mine. Where is he?
Brian
It's not a he. She's a she.
BMrs. Buttonwood
I knew that. Is that her?
BMrs. Buttonwood
Of course, I do. Come here, dog!
[Alfina growls]
She doesn't seem to be responding to you.
BMrs. Buttonwood
We had a fight! She'll get over it.
Uh, do you suppose and, uh, mind you, this is just a thought, that you might be mistaken about this being your dog?
BMrs. Buttonwood
I lost a dog. You found a dog. Can we do business or not?
BMrs. Buttonwood
[gives Willie her a note] Here's my address and telephone number in case you change your mind.
BMrs. Buttonwood
[yelling] HAVE A NICE DAY!
[opens the door revealing it's Hannah] Hi, can I help you?
HHannah
I came to get my dog.
HHannah
This is her. This is my dog, Francesca. Can I have her back, please?
Oh, uh, no, wait. Um, before we give her to you we have to make sure she is your dog.
HHannah
Oh, she's my dog, alright. She's brown and white and shaggy, and she does tricks.
HHannah
The wrong tricks. Like, when I tell her to sit up and beg she rolls over and plays dead.
HHannah
My dad taught her that. He has a weird sense of humor.
Brian
[comes to the living room] I can't find Alfina anywhere.
Oh, we have a little problem. Uh.
Hannah. I'm Mr. Tanner. This is my wife, Mrs. Tanner.
And these are the Tanner siblings, Brian, Lynn.
Um, Hannah is here to pick up her dog. Uh-oh. Where is she? Actually, we don't know where she is just at the moment.
HHannah
Oh, no. I have to sit down.
You know, we did find your dog. I mean, Brian found your dog. It's just that she seems to have, wandered off.
Oh, Hannah. No, don't cry. We'll help you find your dog.
And if we can't, I can think of a suitable replacement.
Brian
Why did you give Alfina to that mean lady?
Brian
I'm not playing with you anymore, ever! [Willie comes in] Dad, where's Alfina?
I'm sorry, Brian. I couldn't get her back.
Brian
Why not?
Mrs. Buttonwood only wanted the dog so she could get $500 from the real owner.
Brian
It's all your fault, ALF! [runs off]
He's right. I got us into this. I'll get us out. Willie, can I borrow $500,000? I'll give it back to you next payday.
I meant your next payday.
Stay out of this. You're in enough hot water!
[ALF is sitting in the kitchen wearing shades and staring at a sunlamp]
[walks over to him] What are you doing?
[with a sunlamp in front of his head] Oh, soaking up rays, Babe. Your sunlamp's not working. I've been sitting here for 5 hours, Nada.
5 hours? ALF, you're lucky you didn't get a sunburn. [she touches ALF as ALF screams] Sorry.
Aah, oh, it hurts, it hurts.
[takes the sunlamp away from ALF] Well, would you like some cold cream?
Yeah, but just one scoop, I'm on a diet.
That's where I'm trying to lose the weight.
ALF, I'm talking about cold cream. Not ice cream. Cold cream. You understand?
You're talking like they're 2 different things.
They are! Haven't you been listening?
What is this, healing through hollering?
[Brian comes in the kitchen after he had a school fight]
Brian
I was in a fight.
Looking like that? Yeesh!
[while teaching Brian karate] After this lesson, You'll never get beat up at school again.
Brian
I'm not going to school anymore.
Don't say that. School's important. If you dropout, don't get anywhere in life. You'll hang around the house all day eating and watching TV.
Brian
But I want to be like you.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry. Alright, now, the trick here is to concentrate all your energy and let it explode in a blinding flash of destruction. Watch. [does a karate move and hits the board] Hee-yah!
Brian
Alright!
Well, that never worked before.
Brian
Do it again.
Okay. [does another karate move but his hand doesn't break the board] Hee-yah! I guess there's only pain when you don't break the board. Unbelievable pain.
[comes in the garage] Hey, Brian. You-your mother told me what happened. Are you okay?
Brian
Yeah, ALF's teaching me the martial arts.
I don't want you teaching my son to fight, ALF.
Oh, and I'm not? I broke my hand.
Wha.. Let me see if that. [looks at ALF's hand] It looks fine.
Thank you, Professor X-ray.
It's fine. Oh. Hey, that feels good. Could you do my shoulders?
You know, ALF, if you really wanna help, you'd teach him not to fight.
Well, he already knows how to do that. Look at his face.
Excuse me, ALF, I know where of I speak. You see, when I was about Brian's age there was a bully who lived on our block who was always picking on me.
Where of? Sorry. I'm still fascinated by the oddities of the English language.
Anyway, this bully, his name was Clarence...
Oh-ha! Tough neighborhood. [he laughs but he hits his hand again]
Every day, I'd try to stand up to him and every day he'd beat me up. Until finally my father told me to just turn the other cheek.
Brian
Is this the same grandfather that talked to corn chips?
He was a wise man. And, see, you know what happened? When I refused to fight Clarence stopped bothering me. You see, it's no fun to pick on someone who won't fight back. So tomorrow, Bobby comes up to you if he starts teasing you. I want you to just walk away, okay?
Brian
Okay.
Willie, my hand still hurts. Kiss it? [Willie kisses his hand] Whoa. How continental.
[on the phone] I love you too, mom. Buh-bye. [hangs up the phone] Why are those boards in the fireplace?
ALF said, if you can't break 'em, burn 'em.
[pops up from the kitchen] Boing!
ALF, we are not going to let you burn perfectly good lumber.
Oh, right, one of these days Willie's gonna build that gazebo.
[Brian comes home from school and tries to hide his face from Lynn]
Brian
[after getting beaten up again] Nothing. See you tomorrow.
[stops Brian from leaving] Oh, no, not again.
Brian
Hi, dad. Bobby beat me up again.
Brian
I tried to walk away, like you said. But he was sitting on me at the time.
Let me get the first aid kit. [takes Brian to the kitchen] Come on, Bri, let me clean you up.
Alright! That's it! I say we fight violence with violence. That's how we used to solve things back home.
But ALF, don't you remember what happened to your planet?
Well, it blew up in a nuclear holocaust. Why?
Don't you see the connection?
Me too. I'm gonna lay down. My head is spinning. Maybe a cold cream sundae. [walks off]
Brian
You should have heard what Bobby said.
Brian
No. Dad.
What did he say about me?
Brian
He said you must have been desperate to marry someone like mom.
I'm glad to see he's off my case.
Did he say anything about me?
Brian
Yeah. He said you were cute.
Does he know I'm mom's daughter?
[serious] This isn't funny! I'm sorry, Bri, but I'm afraid I'm gonna have to call Bobby's mother.
Save your dialing finger, Kate. She's not home. She went down to the liquor store.
Bobby's father. Oh, by the way, he's coming over here to beat the stuffing out of Willie.
Well, he didn't like the way you talked to him on the phone.
ALF, I thought we agreed that you'd stop impersonating me on the phone.
We agreed I would stop impersonating the cast of Green Acres. [imitating] Although, Mr. Haney could have sold Brian some revivifying potion out of the back of his truck.
ALF, what did I say, to Bobby's father?
You were a bit rough actually. It was so unlike you.
He said that. He was gonna turn your face into silly putty. Hey, look at the bright side you'll be able to reproduce the Sunday comics.
[the doorbell rings]
Brian
That might be Bobby's dad.
I'm outta here. Hey, and don't worry, Willie we won't let them keep you alive artificially. [hides away as Willie and Kate leave the kitchen]
[pops up] Could you get those two back in here? They didn't even check the bathroom. I loosened every third tile.
This is not the worst thing you've ever done. This is the 15th worst thing you've ever done.
What possible reason could you have had for this?
Nobody wants to move, including you.
Because you're a social worker.
What's that got to do with anything-
Follow me, Willie. I'm trying to be linear. Well, one could define social worker as a person who performs work for the social good, couldn't one?
Well, then how come all you're doing is playing musical parking spaces and firing guys?
You know, I also have to find a shortstop for the office softball team.
Just tell me this. Why are we moving out of a house we do like so you can keep a job you don't like?
[comes in her and Willie's room] ALF, how could you-
No, no, hold-hold on, Kate. Before we give ALF the 15th worst scolding he's ever had I think there's something you ought to know. [Brian and Lynn come in Willie and Kate's room] Brian, Lynn, Kate, how would you all feel if I asked for my old job back and we just stayed in this house?
Brian
Yay!
Of course, umm, I-I'm not gonna have that raise, you know?
Forget it, we'll move. Sorry. A momentary attack of shallowness. I'm over it.
Well, honey, y-you worked so hard for this promotion. What made you change your mind?
Actually, it was ALF who convinced me we'd all be happier if we stayed right here.
Oh! Although, instead of destroying the house, why didn't we just talk about it? That was plan B.
Brian
Hey, ALF. What are you doing?
I'm running away from home.
Oh, great. Tell the whole world.
Brian
Why are you running away?
None of your business! [laughs]
Brian
I'm gonna tell Dad! [he runs away tattling to Willie]
Hey, why were you lying to Brian like that? [Paul hits him] Ow, don't hit me!
Shut up and keep tacking.