Can I have Willie's meatloaf, Kate?
Fine. If Willie isn't home by midnight, then can I have his meatloaf?
[Willie comes in]
Can I have your meatloaf?
How was the union meeting?
Well, they elected me picket captain. What does that tell you?
Oh, you're going on strike?
I'm afraid so. Just the thought of it gives me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Then meatloaf would only make you more queasy. [he was about to grab it but Willie takes his meatloaf away from him]
[comes in the room] Question.
Perhaps I spoke too soon.
Bottom line. I'm concerned about how this strike is gonna affect everyone, especially me.
Spoken like a true humanitarian.
I know. And I have the solution in 5 simple words, Willie gets another kob.
Good. I ran out of fingers.
As a matter of fact, I was just thinking that I should go back to work.
I have always worked, ALF. I sold real estate, by choice, until I got pregnant with Lynn, by choice. I went back to work, by choice, until I got pregnant with Brian, by choice. And I was just getting ready to go back to work, by choice, when we got you.
I have a gut feeling I'm not going to hear the words "by choice".
ALF, you know we're glad you're part of this family.
We are, ALF. Even at this inconveniently late hour.
Then isn't it time we made it official?
Oh, I don't even think we can do that. Can we? No, we can't do that.
Well, for starters, there's that species thing.
It doesn't bother you that I don't bear the Tanner name?
ALF, please. Go back to bed.
But Kate, if you get a job, who's going to take care of me?
No offense, but Kate, if you get a job, who's going to take care of me?
ALF, you're 231 years old. You should be able to take care of yourself by now.
You'd think so, wouldn't you?
[on the phone at work] Kate Tanner.
[on the phone at home] 'I knew that.'
Hi there. Why are you calling me here again?
No, he did. He did. He wanted me to ask you about the weather.
How about stormy? Did you have a special reason for calling me again?
Well, yeah, yeah. I have a question. How long does this career thing usually last?
ALF, we have been over this. I am here because I want to be. I want to work, I like to work I always planned to come back to work.
How can I make you understand this?
He thinks the lady doth protest her lunch. Too much.
I'm hanging up now. [hangs up the call]
[Willie is preparing dinner for the family]
Mmm, Brian, w-would you hand me the garlic press?
What's a garlic press look like?
Well, it-it's right there next to the garlic.
What's a garlic look like?
Haven't you ever helped your mom in the kitchen?
Sure, I say, "Mom, it's burning." And she says, "Thanks, Bri."
I promise not to burn the pasta primavera.
Pasta primavera? I thought we were having spaghetti.
It is spaghetti. It's spaghetti with broccoli and peas and zucchini and a light tomato cream sauce.
Well, I like the sauce that Kate opens. How come there's weeds in this salad?
They aren't weeds. That's radicchio.
The whole idea of you cooking is radicchio.
[comes home from school] Hi, everybody.
Oh, hi, honey. You're-you're kinda late getting home.
Yeah, Julie and I stayed after school to protest cheerleading tryouts.
Well, why would you do that?
I was protesting because I think cheerleading is a sexist exploitation of the concept of woman as perennial spectator. Julie was protesting because she was eliminated in the 1st round. Mmm, pasta primavera.
You see? Lynn appreciates my cooking.
Sure, scrape off the vegetables and that pink stuff and it's great. Anything I can do to help?
[looking at the salad] What's this stuff?
[angrily takes the salad away from ALF] Will you stay out of that salad? [he grabs the salad from ALF but the salad flies out of the bowl on Lynn]
Yikes! The radicchio is making a break for it!
ALF, I want you to clean this mess up and I want you to stay out of my way.
[as he sees the spaghetti overboiling] I think your spaghetti's done.
[Willie tries to get the spaghetti to stop from overboiling, but he burns himself as Kate comes home, he quickly grabs a towel while the spaghetti noodles fly off, then he puts the pot in the sink]
[timer dings]
[Kate comes home from work]
Hi, ALF. Hi, Willie. Willie, um, uh, re-remember the first time that, that I stopped working?
Um-m-m, it was when you were expecting Lynn.
Well, do you remember the second time?
When you were expecting Brian.
Well, you know, I haven't been feeling too great lately and, um, I've been feeling you know, kind of tired.
Well, gosh, honey, you ought to see a doctor.
Willie, you lox! Your wife is telling you she's about to spawn again!
Yeah. Are we. [he and Kate kiss each other]
Great! A new baby! We'll raise him as our own!
Well, he or she will be our own.
Well, as our own. It's not our own. Lynn! Brian! Come here, I want to tell you something!
[he and Kate hug each other] Oh, I love you.
[as she and Brian go to the living room] What's up, dad?
There. There's going to be an addition, to our family.
No, it's not that. I'm gonna have a baby.
Oh, mom! That's great! This is so '80s!
We-we'll discuss that later.
I can't believe it! You're gonna be a mother! Brian, get some papers. Lynn, boil some water.
Well, ALF, the baby won't be here for 8 months.
Who's talking about the baby? I want a cup of tea and I want to read the funnies.
