Raquel: Trevor, can't you stay here and watch the game? I don't want to be alone.
Trevor: Take it easy Raquel. I haven't seen you this bad since the eclipse.

ALF: (voice over) I was sitting on the bed and that's when he came into my life. (A man comes in through the window) At first I thought it was Santa Claus. Then I realized, Santa doesn't smell like marijuana.