3rd Rock From the Sun, Proud Dick, Cat Food

Dawno, dawno temu, w odległej Galaktyce… A właściwie w Rutherford, w Ohio, zamieszkali kosmici. Dowódca Dick, szef bezpieczeństwa Sally, oficer ds. informacji Tommy, oraz Harry z zamontowanym w głowie komunikatorem. Mary, w odróżnieniu, jest ziemianką. Co z innego punktu widzenia oznacza kosmitkę.

W tej konkretnej scenie Dick Salomon rzucił pracę na lokalnym Uniwersytecie z powodu miejsca parkingowego i pracuje w "restauracji" u Rasty'iego, więc rodzina podupadła finansowo, Harry myśli, że jest człowiekiem otoczonym przez kosmitów. Reszta jest sobą.

Sally: All right, gentlemen, prepare yourself for a fancy feast.

Dick: Fancy feast? Can we afford that?

Sally: Yes, we can. Because while I was shopping today, I found this aisle in the back that had these unbelievable savings… tuna, liver, and new seafood blend for you finicky types.

Tommy: Wait a minute. You're feeding us cat?

Sally: It's not cat, Tommy, it's salmon. There's just a picture of a cat on the label. The best part is, next to the food they had these adorable little gifts. Look!!!

Dick: Oh, oh, oh!! I've never been happier in my life!

Sally: I was playing with it today, and it got stuck behind the refrigerator, and I went nuts trying to get it!

Marry: Hello? Hellooaaahh!

Harry: I've been awake for 16 days.

Mary: That must be a record.

Harry: So, I've got to know, are you one of them?

Mary: I'm just going to step out of this closet now.

Harry: If you are who you say you are, then who won the world series in 1956? A? Ah?? Who?? Who??

Mary: I don't know!

Harry:  I don't know either!

Dick: Ha! Oh, I see what it's come to. You're too good for a Rusty's man.

Mary: Dick, it's not what you think it is. I'm not sure what it was. I only came by to tell you that I spoke with President Dewey, and he's willing to meet with you.

Dick:  Never! I have my pride.

Mary: All right. All right, keep your pride. Suffer all you want. But what about your family?

Dick: There's nothing wrong with my family.

Mary: Your son is eating cat food!

All: Cat food?

Dick: Maybe you're right. I'm beginning to wonder if I was rash, quitting my job over a parking space.

Sally: Stop wondering.

Dick: I can't help thinking that it was my pride that clouded my judgment.

Mary: Stop thinking. It did.

Dick: Was it folly or sheer idiocy that led to my downfall?

Tommy: Folly.

Sally: Idiocy.

Tommy: No, I change my vote to idiocy.