While the Tanners and ALF are cooped up inside the motorhome while it's raining.
Alf: Is it me, or are the walls closing in? Willie: We'll see you later. [The Tanners nearly stepped out to go jogging. Thunder comes. They come back in.] Alf: Welcome back. Alf: I vote we go home. Willie: You're not voting on this! Alf: Call the newspapers! Democracy is dead! Alf: I'm out of here! I'm history! [opens the door. Thunder.] I'm going to die.
"Look it up!"
"I'm not an anteater. I'm a... magical creature, of the forest."
