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"ALF"
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Willie: When the babysitter is here, ALF, you are going to have to be in the attic.
ALF: Oh, great, prison. Why don't you just stick me in a sweatbox?
Willie: Were all making adjustments here, ALF. Your not gonna be there all that much...
ALF: Attica. Attica. Attica.

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ALF: Once we add sound, color and stick Eddie Murphy in there somewhere, it'll be a smash.

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ALF: Carl Jung was a big weenyhead.

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[ALF enters the Tanner's bedroom]
ALF: Are you decent?
Willie: Does it matter?
ALF: Not to me.

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[the Tanners are preparing for a garage sale]
ALF: How about this? A genuine, Melmacian, survival knife.
Brian: There's no blade.
ALF: Well, life on Melmac wasn't that tough.

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You wanted me to use a flash?!?

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Settled, lets hit the bricks with this scum! Do we get to carry clubs?

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Have 'em throw the book at this guy, preferably something by James Mitchman.

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This is the way we diaper our kid, diaper our kid, diaper our kid, this is the way we diaper our kid and (drop!)... This is how we drop it.

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