Jake. Jake of diamonds. Jake K-L-M-N-O-P. [Jake rolls the dice] Are you still thinking about that girl?
Jake
Ever since I saw her star in that school play, I can't think of nothin' else.
What do they call this temptress?
Jake
Her name is, Laura.
And how does, Laura, feel about, Jake?
Jake
She doesn't know I'm alive!
No problem! You walk up to her and say: "Hi, I'm Jake Ockhmonek, feel my pulse."
[ALF is in Brian's room helping Brian pack]
It's in the closet. I'll get it.
It's got a knife and a fork and some pans. I got it.
Why don't you pack some important stuff, like tacoroni?
I don't care. Pack whatever you want.
I sense a growing disenchantment with this venture.
How come you don't want to go camping?
No, but there's a first time for everything.
I'm scared to. It's going to be dark out there.
Oh, yeah. But there'll be lots of other kids around.
That's even worse. They'll think I'm a baby.
Well, just tell Willie, then. He'll take off his glasses, rub his nose, and tell you you don't have to go.
I know, but he loves camping. He'll be real disappointed if he finds out I don't want to go.
Jake
[comes in Brian's room] Where don't you want to go?
Camping with the badger scouts.
Jake
Bright boy.
Tell him there's no reason to be scared.
So revoke my security clearance.
Jake
You know, I never went camping myself, but back in New York, I heard about this one scout troop. They camped in Central Park and were never heard from again. [laughs at Brian]
Why don't we camp out in the backyard tomorrow night? I'll show you that it's not scary, just boring.
We'll stay up as late as we want, go to bed without brushing our teeth, eat hot dogs until we're 10% meat by products.
Come on, B. Live a little. You can come too, Jake.
Jake
No thanks. I got a life.
Might be fun. Sleeping outside.
Jake
I like ceilings.
Breathing clean, fresh air.
Jake
In Los Angeles?
Being right under Lynn's window?
Jake
What do you want I should bring?
[Jake arrives as Brian is sitting down in the tent]
Well, it's not too scary yet.
Jake
Wait until it gets dark and the moon moves behind a cloud. And the fog rolls in. [laughs evilly]
I'm going back in the house. [he leaves but Jake stops him]
Jake
Wait. Relax. Relax. There's nothing there in the dark. That's not there in the light. Except bats. [ALF comes in grunting with his stuff] What do you have in here, ALF?
Just a few carry-on items. They'll fit in the overhead bin or under the seat in front of me.
Jake
I thought we agreed to only bring along the basics.
Jake
Let's see.
Hey, you got a search warrant?
Jake
[opens ALF's bag and looks at the stuff that ALF bought] Meatballs? The Great Outdoors? Ernest Goes to Camp?
It's the wilderness trilogy.
Jake
What are we supposed to do with these?
You didn't bring the VCR? Hey! Those are rentals.
Jake
What else have you got in here? Nothing.
Jake
No frappes. Cheez whiz? Meat whiz? Fish whiz?
Hey, we need something from each of the major whiz groups.
Jake
Come on, Brian. Help me pack this junk up.
He's right, ALF. We have to go by the badger handbook.
No cheez whiz? No frappes? No VCR? What's the point of going camping?
Jake
That is the point of going camping!
I thought that was the point of going to prison.
Jake
Look, ALF, this was your idea. Now, if we're going to do it, we're going to do it right, ok?
[the phone rings]
Jake
What is that, ALF?
Jake
[answers the phone] Hello? No, cancel the pizza.
Jake
[telling his scary story to ALF and Brian] So the cab broke down in the seedy part of the lower east side, see. Just as the cabbie got out to check the engine, a big cloud of steam blew up from the deserted subway station below, the one they had to close after a bunch of guys died mysteriously down there.
Jake
I think it was the wind. Unless it was a cab. [laughs]
Ahh! Cut that out! You're scaring Brian.
It's just a story, ALF. What happened next, Jake?
Jake
Ok, ok. Out of the cloud of steam came the phantom of the subway. Dressed all in black, a hood covering his skull-like face. And instead of a hand, he had a gleaming hook.
Isn't it time to sneak across the crick to the girls camp? And blow out their citronella candles?
Jake
Now, where was I? The gleaming hook.
Jake
So the phantom hails the cab with his good hand. And the cabbie's scared, so he yells, "I'm off duty, buddy!" But the phantom doesn't know from off duty. And slowly walks over.
[singing] Michael, row your boat ashore.
ALF, the story's just getting good.
Now, all the baptists. [singing] Hallelujah!
Jake
So the phantom reaches into the cab and snags the cabbie by the neck and drags him down into the subway with him! Until all you could hear was the phantom laughing. [laughs evilly again]
It's the haunted taxi! Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! [he runs away from Jake and Brian as Willie and Lynn feel very shocked] Taxi! Taxi! Taxi!
ALF is hailing a cab in the den. [he sees Jake running in the living room] Exactly when did I lose control?
[ALF is hiding under a blanket in the attic]
Jake
Yo, ALF!
There's nobody here but us pillow shams.
Jake
[uncovers ALF] What's your problem?
Nothing. I was just afraid I'd catch my death of gleaming hook out there.
Jake
How's Brian supposed to get over being afraid if you turn chicken on us?
Let him get over his fear of the dark in the morning, when it's light out.
Jake
We're camping in your backyard. What do you think, psychopaths get a map of the Tanner house from the Triple AAA?
Do I look that stupid? I'm talking about real dangers, Likeslugs.
Jake
You scared of slugs?
Real threat to those of us who go barefoot.
Jake
If I promise to de-Slug the yard, Will you come back outside?
Jake
Hey, but we're making real progress out there! Once Brian realizes you're scared, He'll be scared. I mean, you could ruin his whole life. What girl's gonna wanna date a guy who won't go out after dark?
Then you help him. I can't.
Jake
I'm telling you, there's nothing scary out there. Unless you count that herd of stray cats that prowls every night.
Jake
Big ones. Lots of them, too.
Well, maybe you're right. How scary can our backyard be?
Jake
I knew you'd come around.
I'm only doing this for Brian.
Jake
Yeah, I know.
Can we stop in the kitchen and get the wok?
[ALF and Jake arrive back at their tent]
Oh, and no more scary stories, Jake.
Jake
Well, just one more. The headless stockbroker.
Jake
Oh, where's Brian?
Oh, no! He's been gleaming hooked!
Jake
Maybe he's in the tent.
Hey, he is in here. He's sleeping.
Jake
So much for being afraid of the dark.
Well, my work here is done. See you at brunch.
Jake
Wait! What if he wakes up in the middle of the night and sees you deserted him?
Jake
Come on, ALF. Brian's counting on you.
I hate being a role model! Here, sluggy. Here I come. Here, sluggy, sluggy, sluggy. I'll be in my sleeping bag. Good sluggy. Hey, who's gonna tuck me in?
Jake
Nobody gets tucked in in the wilderness!
Well, at least zip me up! [Jake zips up his sleeping bag] Hey, hey, watch the fur!
Jake
It's for your own protection. We don't want any slugs getting in, do we?
Jake
Good night, ALF.
Jake
It's right after the stock market crashed. There was this headless stockbroker! [laughs]
You know, Jake? There are places you can go for that.
Jake
Party pooper.
[when the cat is meowing, ALF tries to escape but he is stuck in his zipped sleeping bag]
This is the worst night of my life! [tries to get up but falls asleep]
[from the window] Yo, Jake!
Jake
ALF, how long have you been out there?
Long enough. For but what it's worth, I think you did the right thing.
Jake
Yeah? Then how come I feel so crummy?
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.
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.
So what happens to your mother now?
Jake
I guess she'll go back to her doctor.
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]
So I say, "Psst, you're eating footwear!" [laughs] I love that scene! Brilliant!
Jake
It was in a Charlie Chaplin movie.
So what, Jake hammer? Haven't you heard the old saying, "Imitation is the sincerest form of plagiarism"? Suddenly there's a knock at the door.
Jake
It's Jake Ochmonek, the next-door neighbor.