[blows]
[sniffing]
Aah! Nothing like the smell of a new car.
[honking]
- Yeah. - What...is that?
My new wheels.
This will really impress the chicks.
- Are you impressed? - No.
I was talking to the chick. Not the mother hen.
What is that thing?
It's not a thing.
It's an ALF Romeo.
How did you make it?
Well, out of a bunch of useless junk.
I got the brakes from your bicycle.
The engine from Willie's lawn mower
And the seat cover from Kate's wedding dress.
ALF!
Where you planning to wear it again?
Get that car out of the living room.
Fine. Clear the cross walk.
[engine revving]
[crashing]
Great! Now I have to build a tow truck.
[theme music]
[music continues]
[doorbell ringing]
[sighs]
Oh, hi, Pete.
Hi, Willie.
Another package for ALF Tanner.
Huh.
- How much? - 29.95.
You got off easy this time.
Here you go.
- I'll see ya. - Yeah.
- Probably this afternoon. - Mm.
[door shuts]
Oh, ALF?
I have a package
and a lecture for you.
How come those things always come in pairs?
Oh, boy! It came!
Here, here, here.
Oh, ALF. What is it this time?
Beats me.
You're getting Styrofoam all over the carpet.
Sorry.
[spits] Yuck!
They're stale!
Look..
It's a ventriloquist's dummy.
Yeah! Yeah, I saw one of these little guys on TV.
He was hilarious!
Come on, dummy, speak to me.
Just my luck. He's a mute.
(ALF) Come on, talk!
Talk!
Don't make me get the rubber hose.
He's broken, Willie!
Looks like you blew 30 bucks.
ALF, I'm not going to raise my voice.
I'm not going to threaten you.
I'm just going to say, for the 928th time
please don't ever do this again.
I'd better send Willie some flowers, Lynn.
Bring me the phone.
No.
You've got to stop spending
other people's money.
Why? People like it when you spend their money.
On Melmac that's how you said
"I care."
If you don't stop caring
you're gonna send dad to the poorhouse.
I noticed you haven't said very much.
ALF, you have to make him talk..
...like this.
Hi, ALF, pleased to meet you.
That's amazing!
He sounds just like you!
That was me. See, look.
You just pull this little string
and he'll open his mouth and say whatever you want.
We had a guy like that on Melmac.
Our president.
Here. You try it. That's it.
Hi, Lynn!
Pay no attention to the furry guy
with his hand up my back.
You're not supposed to move your lips.
What lips?
You-you have to talk with your mouth closed.
Oh. Well, no problem.
[mumbling] Hi, Lynn!
Pay no attention to the guy
with his hand up my back.
Kate, Kate. Can you hold off on the vacuuming?
We're in the middle of something here.
I'm not going to vacuum. You are!
- Me? - Yes, you.
And as my mother once said
"those who don't work, don't eat."
Sweet lovable grandma said that?
I'm surprised.
You heard the lady. You better put that thing away.
It's not a thing. It's my new pal.
What do you think I should name him?
I don't know.
Their names are usually goofy
like Mortimer Snerd.
Knucklehead Smith.
I think I'll call him..
...Paul.
Paul?
That's not a goofy name.
Oh, it is on Melmac.
One time I called a guy Paul
I ended up with 14 stitches!
It's a good thing I didn't call him a son of a Paul.
I'll remember that.
Although I have no idea why.
Hey, look, this teaches you how to talk
without moving your mouth.
Repeat after me.
"A boy bought a baboon."
- What boy? - I don't know.
- Well, where did he buy it? - It doesn't matter.
- Can I have one? - It never happened.
Then why are you spreading these rumors?
That's it! I'm doing my homework someplace else.
Well, thanks for all your help!
Hey, ALF, want to play a computer game?
Well, not right now.
Hey, how would you like to help me learn ventriloquism?
Sure. What do I do first?
First you plug in that vacuum cleaner
and suck up all those Styrofoam thingies.
No way!
I'm not as gullible as I used to be.
Hey! Where is everybody going?
Boy!
Doesn't anybody want to have any fun around here?
I do.
[instrumental music]
(ALF) 'Ta-da!'
Welcome to the Tanner dinner theater.
Starring Gordon Shumway and Paul!
Oh, ALF, what are you doing? We were just--
There will be no talking during tonight's performance.
And now, our opening joke.
Say hello, dummy!
Hello, dummy!
[laughs]
Oh, brother!
Oh-oh! The crowd looks tough.
So does the roast beef.
[laughs]
Hey, Paul. It looks like they're glad to see you.
Oh, that's 'cause with me on your hand
you can't grab all the food!
[all laughing]
We kill us!
ALF, how did you get so good so fast?
Well, I pick things up pretty quickly.
Except for those Styrofoam thingies.
You shoved them under the rug!
Well, Sshh. Ow! He bit me.
Oh, you're lucky I didn't tell 'em
that you broke Willie's brand new--
Uh, in closing, I'd like to leave you
with something me dear departed grandfather said.
[speaking in foreign language]
Is that Melmacian?
No, it's gibberish.
The man was a babbling idiot.
[laughing]
Ha! Ha! Hey, how about some applause?
- Okay. - Pretty nice. Very nice!
So, only caused me 29.95.
On core, on core.
No, no, no. Not now, ALF, the food's getting cold.
But we haven't done our show stopper.
¶ Ebony and ivory ¶¶
[indistinct chatter]
Where's Geppetto?
Last time I saw him, he and Paul were playing poker.
You know, it was kind of strange.
Paul was cheating and ALF didn't seem to notice.
Well..
...at least they're not here, not now.
I mean...if you know what I mean.
No, I-I don't know what you mean.
Well.. I know what you mean.
- Oh, baby! - 'Oh!'
ALF.
Did we spoil the moment?
[sighs]
ALF, stop hiding under the bed.
Hey, it's no picnic for me under there.
Well, actually it was.
We ate a couple of dust bunnies.
Why are you here?
Ask Paul. It was his idea.
Okay. Why are you here?
Alright. I heard ya, I heard ya.
It's showtime!
No, it's bedtime.
I'd like to start with my impression of ALF.
Me?
Yeah, you, fur-brain.
Yo, Wilhelm.
You're going to have one less mouth to feed.
I ate your cat!
Oh, ho. Very funny.
Goodnight.
Impression number two.
Someone who ate Kate's cooking.
[retching]
Paul, that is the second time
you have insulted my cooking.
I'm trying to reason with a block of wood.
Block of wood?
Hey, Kate, easy.
He's sensitive about his roots.
[Kate sighs]
You know what this means?
You're making a right turn?
Get out.
This is all your fault.
Oh, don't blame me.
They wouldn't know talent
if it threw up on their bed.
This is getting really bizarre.
Oh, baby!
[instrumental music]
(Paul) 'If you're looking for the roast beef'
'I set it free.'
Hi, ALF.
I-I didn't know you were still awake.
ALF's asleep.
You're talking to me.
[laughs]
[instrumental music]
Can't you pack any faster?
Not one-handed.
Why do we have to run away?
Because this place is a suburban Sing Sing.
Hi, ALF. Whatcha doing?
Uh, running away from home.
Oh, great. Tell the whole world!
Why are you running away?
None of your business!
[laughs]
I'm gonna tell dad.
Dad!
Hey, hey!
What's the idea of lying to Brian like that?
Ow! Don't hit me.
Shut up and keep packing.
Well, what if I don't wanna go?
What if someone sees me?
I'll tell 'em you're my pet sloth..
...which isn't too far from the truth.
I don't know why I stay friends with you.
Because I'm your alter ego.
You're my what?
I tell you what to do.
Now, grab that radio over there.
We'll hock it.
I can't take that. It's Willie's!
You're not taking anything.
And I think it's time I took that dummy away from you.
No! No!
Yeah. Back off or you'll be sucking splinters.
ALF..
...uh, Paul is only a toy.
How about if we replace him with a Papa Smurf?
Why don't we replace the two of you with Ozzie and Harriet?
At least Harriet could cook.
That's it, mister. You are kindling.
No, no! Don't take Paul away from me.
He'll die!
ALF, w-why don't you and Paul just go in the house?
Uh, we're not gonna bother you anymore. I promise.
See how nice they are? Thank you.
That's very kind of--
Come on! Come on!
I'll teach you how to smoke.
- But I don't wanna smoke. - It's good for ya.
- Really? - Oh, yeah.
Willie, what..
What did you do that for?
Don't worry. I'm getting psychiatric help.
Well, good for you, honey. But what about ALF?
That's what I meant.
- Oh. - I'm calling Larry.
He helped ALF last year.
He didn't even send us a bill.
You get what you pay for.
Hey! Give me some more nuts.
But I don't want any more nuts.
(Paul) 'I do!'
[siren wailing on TV]
[banging]
That is really annoying.
Good.
ALF, your dummy is making me very uncomfortable.
Well, at least you don't have to sleep with him.
He's giving me the creeps!
[laughs]
Goodbye.
I think she likes me.
[banging]
[window creaking]
Talk about a puppet dictator.
You know, you don't often hear
about the dangers of ventriloquism.
[knock on door]
Larry, come on. Come on in.
Hi, Willie, how are you? Nice seeing you.
- Oh, Lar. - Hello, Kate.
How are you, love?
We appreciate your coming over.
Well, I had to come over to see if this dummy
is really as bad as you say he is.
Actually, he's worse.
- Oh! - Where's the patient?
Oh, he's in the living room watching TV.
- Oh? - And eating peanuts.
[banging]
Hey, ALF.
- ALF.. - Larry!
Nice seeing you again. How are ya?
Hey-hey!
Oh, great! Look who walked in!
You've got a fat lot of nerve
showing your face around here.
Who's he?
Uh, Paul, this is Larry.
He is a shrink.
Yeah? Well, tell him to beat it.
I'm small enough as it is.
[laughs]
Uh..
So, uh...what's new?
Well, certainly not your suit.
When they made that
there was only one Brooks brother.
[laughs]
Hey, you're a pretty funny guy.
Just wait. You'll be mad at me soon enough.
Oh, now, why would I do that?
Because you're an egg sucking bone head.
Egg sucking..
[scoffs] You're really a riot.
I'm surprised you don't get along
with the Tanners.
Well, it's not my fault. I like the Tanners.
Speak for yourself.
What's wrong with the Tanners?
Too many stupid rules!
Don't eat the cat. Don't break the dishes.
Don't eat the cat.
ALF..
...do you object to these rules?
Yeah, especially rules number one and three.
I think I'm beginning to understand.
Oh, wait. You haven't heard all the rules.
Don't throw food on the floor.
Don't eat food off the floor.
Don't bonk the guests.
I never heard that one.
Great!
Bonk!
[groans]
Still friends?
Funny. Funny guy.
Ah, geez.
Oh.
(Paul) 'More nuts.'
[banging]
[sighs]
Lar, did you find out what's wrong with ALF?
Yeah. His dummy's a jerk.
I'm glad we asked for a professional opinion.
Hey, he bonked me!
Should have a rule against that.
Why, I think we do. Don't-don't we have a rule--
Guys, please! Lar, what's wrong with ALF?
Well, I do have a theory.
I mean, uh, ever since ALF came to live here
he had to be on his best behavior, right?
- That's been his best behavior? - I'd hate to see his bad side.
- Ah. - Well, you just did.
It's Paul.
He's using the dummy to blow off steam.
But what do we do about it?
Well, you could get the dummy a dummy.
But then you would be stuck with a really little guy
with a really bad temper.
There-there must be another way.
Tsk. Well, I have an idea.
It may be a bit drastic.
But I think we should go for it.
What is it?
Well, everybody has to break some rules now and then.
I mean, and ALF's no different.
I think you, uh..
I think you should let him eat the cat.
- W-what? - No!
I mean, you know, we could let him break some dishes.
I mean, anything to get-get the old ALF back.
Couldn't we just let him throw popcorn on the floor?
We'll do that, too. Uh, what about you, Willie?
Do you have any ideas?
No, none. Not a one.
Okay. Here we go.
Ha.
Look who's here!
The three stooges.
Couldn't we just solve this with a buzz saw?
No, no, no. Just do what I do, okay?
And one for you.
Hey.
[plate shattering]
- What was that? - It's our good China.
[plate shattering]
Yeah, we're breaking it.
[plate shattering]
I was right.
They are the three stooges.
Hey, come on, ALF. Have some fun. Grab.
No, don't do it! It's a trap!
No, it's not. Here.
- Throw some popcorn around. - Yeah.
To-toss it anywhere you want, ALF.
This is too good to be true. I've got to go for this one.
Hey, hey, hey! I'm on a roll! Bring me some dishes!
You'll be sorry!
Don't listen to him. Here. Give it a heave.
How many points for hitting that picture of Kate's mother?
A hundred.
Willie!
[shattering]
More plates! That picture taunts me still.
We're out of plates!
Break something else, ALF.
But like what?
How about something small, wooden and obnoxious?
Leave Kate's meat loaf out of this.
He was talking about you.
And he's right! You are obnoxious.
Yeah? Well, you're a mama's alien.
Paul, you said you were my friend.
I lied!
Think about it, ALF.
Do you really need a friend like Paul?
He's right. I don't need you.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah!
- Yeah? - Yeah!
Say goodbye, dummy.
Goodbye, dummy.
[thud]
Ooh!
You shouldn't have bonked the guest.
How are you feeling, ALF?
Great! I'm on a house-wrecking high!
He means how-how do you feel
about...Paul?
Oh. Well..
I guess I'll miss him.
But I'll get over it.
I'm over it.
[Kate sighs]
You're gonna be alright.
And to prove it I'm gonna send you a bill.
[laughs]
ALF, you, you really feel okay about this?
Yeah, yeah.
I've lost a friend
but I've regained my left hand.
We're so happy to hear it.
Now, if memory serves..
...we were chucking plates at grandma.
[instrumental music]
Morning, ALF.
Hi, Lynn.
(Paul) Hi, Lynn.
Don't do that.
Boy! Nobody likes that joke.
Willie and Kate almost fell out of bed.
Brian threw a Gobot at me.
Well, we're all just glad Paul's gone.
- He is gone, isn't he? - Yeah.
In fact, last night
I gave him a traditional Melmacian funeral.
I laid him to rest in the same way
I hope to be someday.
Where is he?
In the freezer, next to the fish sticks.
[instrumental music]
[theme music]
[ALF laughing]