[Willie comes in his and Kate's room and sees ALF watching the Ochmoneks' fight from the window]
Hey! Pull up a chair, Willie. You're missing a good one.
Watching the Ochmoneks' fight. Trevor's ahead on points.
ALF, you're not supposed to watch through their windows. Find something else to do.
Willie, there's a power blackout. There's no TV, no video games. I can't play blink the lights.
We're all suffering, ALF. Why don't you go out in the backyard and play?
You could fry a cat on the sidewalk.
Say, why are you wearing my T-shirt?
This is what people wear when they swelter. I saw it in Streetcar.
I don't like you taking my clothes and [takes his opera glasses away from ALF] I don't like you using my opera glasses to spy on the neighbors!
Boy, you get irritable when it's hot. Remind me to never take you to Mercury!
Deal. [goes in the bathroom]
Hey! Would you knock off the sax?
[ALF barges into Willie and Kate's room and wake them both up]
Call the police! Call the police! Call the police! Horrible! Horrible! Worse than Friday the 13th Part 2! Worse than Friday the 13th Part 3!
[finds ALF] ALF, what's going on?
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about murder. I'm talking about mayhem. I'm talking about foul play.
ALF, get to the point or go back to sleep.
Alright. I just saw Mr. Ochmonek kill Mrs. Ochmonek.
I'm serious. I heard them fighting. Then I saw Mr. Ochmonek pick up an ice pick.
Maybe you misinterpreted things.
Oh, right. Maybe they were playing ice pick bingo.
ALF, you we're always doing. Do you remember when you thought Mr. Littwak was building an atomic bomb in his basement?
Ha! The Littwak's don't even own a pool.
Look, it's hot tonight, you're tired. You're having a hard time distinguishing fantasy from reality.
So you're saying I'm crazy?
I'm saying your mind may have been playing tricks on you.
Fine, don't believe me. They didn't believe The Boy Who Cried Wolf.
The Boy Who Cried Wolf lied.
He did? I've gotta stop speed-reading books.
[ALF wakes up and screams in the middle of the night when he pulls up the curtain to find Trevor scaring him]
Whoa. It was only a dream. I've gotta stop eating Styrofoam before I go to bed. [he screams again when he finds Trevor standing next to him until the Tanners come]
ALF! ALF, are you alright?
Hey, watch the shoulders! I've got bursitis.
ALF, what were you screaming about?
It was horrible. Trevor was after me.
I don't see Mr. Ochmonek.
Well, he was here a minute ago. Check behind the refrigerator.
Brian, ALF was just having a nightmare.
That is exactly what happens to people who stare into other people's windows.
Isn't he wonderful? The guy can turn anything into an object lesson.
Would you like us to stay with you for a little while?
Come on, Brian. ALF, try to get some sleep.
I can't. I'm too wound up. I've been through a trauma.
Come on, Lynnie, let's go to bed. Good night, ALF.
[voiceover] Good night, ALF.
[Kate and Lynn leave the kitchen]
Okay, don't fall asleep. Don't fall asleep. Don't fall asleep. Ignore that. Ignore that. Oh, heck, why must I be so darn curious? [he pulls up the blinds and finds Trevor digging a hole outside in the middle of the night] Alas, poor Mrs. Ochmonek, I knew her well.
[on the phone] Oh, hello. Is this Mr. Ochmonek I'm speaking to? Oh, jolly good. I'm doing a survey for the BBC and I wonder if you'd like to answer some questions. Super. First off, what would you say is the difference between American and British television? Uh-huh. [Kate goes up to him] Fine. And thank you, Mr. Ochmonek. Question number 2. Did you kill your wife?
Got to go, the queen just dropped by. [hangs up the phone]
You were harassing Trevor.
Kate, I saw the man bury his wife in the backyard last night.
Look, don't you remember? You were dreaming.
No, this WAS REAL. Look, I took these pictures.
You wanted me to use a flash? The guy's a murderer.
ALF, please, please, just give your imagination a rest.
What if I gave justice a cookie?
Justice will think about it. [walks off]
