The Alvin Show quotes

Oh, those kids. How can they get this yard so messed up in such a short time? Theodore! Simon! Alvin!

Simon

Yes, Dave?

Theodore

Yes, Dave?

Alvin

Yeah?

All right, now, just look at this yard! [Alvin tries to sleepwalk away]

Alvin

Uh-huh.

Alvin! Come back here! [Alvin complies] Now, look. This yard is a disgrace and a mess. I want you to pick up your toys, put away your bike, get rid of those boxes, put up the ping pong paddles, clean up trash, in other words, clean up this yard!

Alvin

Aw, Dave! That sounds like a lotta work!

Work never hurt anybody. Anyway, it can be fun if you hum, or sing, or even whistle while you work.

All right, you asked for it. I'm driving down to the corner to mail this letter. And when I get back, I expect to see this yard cleaned up. Understand? I want it spic and span, or you won't get out of the house for a week!

For a week?!

For a month! And I mean it!

Well, that looks more like it. The boys have really done a good job. They put everything in its place. I always say, there's a place for everything... [he opens the garage door, only to find out the boys have moved the entire mess inside] ...and... everything... ALVIN!!!

Simon

Oh Sir Alvin, save me! Oh kiss me Sir Alvin! [Theodore giggles as Simon kisses the air]

Well, I guess this is it. None of the disc jockeys will play our records anymore.

Alvin

Huh?

They say they want something new. A new sound. They say our records don't have the "Top 40" sound. They just don't want singing chipmunks anymore.

Alvin

But that's a team record! It would be a big hit! And--

They wouldn't even listen to it. I guess we're through as recording artists. We're washed up. Finished!

Theodore

About our allowance, Dave, we want to know if we can have more--[Alvin and Simon cover his mouth]

[reads the newspaper; sighs] We'd better start looking for another job. Let's see. "Help wanted. Aerodynamics engineer. Astronuclear scientist..."

Alvin

Why won't you play our record?!

Come on, Alvin, get outta here!

Alvin

But you'll love our new record! You gotta!

I play only records of the new sound. Your new Chipmunk music just won't fit in.

Alvin

Well, let them hear this! This is the newest sound!

[throws Alvin out of the studio] No!

That record! Oh, good heavens, that's Chipmunk music! On my show!

That... That song!

Hey, mac, you missin' the rivets.

But, sir! That's our melody!

Listen, mac, you signed out to catch rivets, and that's your job. Now do it.

THEY STOLE OUR SONG!

Sure, sure, now catch the rivets.

Well, you won't get away with it. Do you hear?! I'll put a stop to this.

[going into the studio as Page holds onto his leg] Thieves! Robbers! Scoundrels!

Sir, you can't go in there! King Mallegan's orders!

You...!

[shakes hands with Dave] Why, Mr. Seville, let me be the first to congratulate you on a fine new sound. It'll sweep the country. I wanna apologize. I was all wrong. The public's the best judge, and they love your record. [gestures to Alvin] And thanks to this little fella here, I was shown my mistake.

Alvin, I've gotta hand it to you. You saved our careers!

Back to the rivets, mac.

But... But... But... But... But...

[on the radio] And so, friends, David Seville and the Chipmunks have another big hit. One that should sell a million platters! Boy, they must really have it made. I can see 'em now. Lolling around their swimming pool in a life of luxury. [laughs] What a life!

[exhausted] You said it! What a life!

Yeah...

Hey, mac! You're missing the rivets again!