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(clock ticking)

(clock ticking)

October is inventory time.

So right now, Statler Toyota is making the best

deals of the year on all 1985 model Toyotas.

You won't find a better car at a better price with better service.

Anywhere in Hill Valley. That's Statler Toyota in downtown Hill Valley.

The Senate is expected to vote on this today.

In other news, officials at the Pacific

Nuclear Research Facility have denied the rumor

that a case of missing plutonium was in fact stolen from their vault two weeks ago.

A Libyan terrorist group had claimed responsibility for the alleged theft.

(bell ringing)

However, officials now attribute the discrepancy to a typical clerical error.

The FBI would consider seeing the matter as in a comment.

Where would these children go with cocaine?

More on the shore near Boca Raton, Florida yesterday.

(buzzer)

(buzzer)

(buzzer)

(buzzer)

(buzzer)

(buzzer) Hey, Doc?

Doc?

Hello? Anybody home?

Hi, Stine. Come here, boy.

(whistles)

What's going on? Oh, God.

Oh, Jesus.

That is disgusting.

Easy, boy.

(buzzing) (buzzing) Whoa.

I can roll.

(buzzing)

Yo.

Honey, is that you?

Hey. Hey, Doc.

Where are you?

Oh, God, I found you.

Listen, can you meet me at Twin Pines Mall tonight at 1.15?

I made a major breakthrough, and I'll need your assistance.

Wait a minute. 1.15 in the morning?

Yeah.

Doc, what's going on?

Where have you been all week?

Working.

Where's Einstein? Is he with you?

Yeah, he's right here.

You know, Doc, you left your equipment on all week.

My equipment?

That reminds me, Marty.

You better not hook up to the amplifier.

There's a slight possibility of overload.

Yeah.

I'll keep that in mind.

Good.

I'll see you tonight.

Don't forget now.

1.15 a.m., Twin Pines Mall.

Right.

Are those my clocks right here?

Yeah.

Uh, it's 8 o'clock.

Perfect.

My experiment worked.

They're all exactly 25 minutes slow.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Doc, are you telling me that it's 8.25?

Precisely.

Damn.

I'm late for school.

♪ Power of love is a curious thing ♪

♪ Make a one-man weep, make another man sing ♪

♪ Change a heart to a little white dove ♪

♪ More than a feeling, that's the power of love ♪

♪ Don't need money, don't take fame ♪

♪ Don't need no credit card to ride this train ♪

♪ It's strong and it's sudden and it's cruel sometimes ♪

♪ Don't save your life ♪

♪ That's the power of love ♪

♪ That's the power of love ♪

♪ Can you feel it?

♪ Yo, Jennifer.

Marty, don't go this way.

Strickland's looking for you.

If you get caught, it'll be four tardies in a row.

All right, come on.

I think we're safe.

You know, this never wasn't my fault.

The doc said all his clocks 25 minutes slow.

Doc?

Am I to understand you're still hanging around with Dr.

Emmett Brown, McFly?

Tardy slip for you, Miss Parker.

And one for you, McFly.

I believe that makes four in a row.

Now, let me give you a nickel's worth of free advice, young man.

This so-called Dr. Brown is dangerous.

He's a real nutcase.

You hang around with him, you're gonna end up in big trouble.

Oh, yes, sir.

You've got a real attitude problem, McFly.

You're a slacker.

You remind me of your father when he went here.

He was a slacker, too.

Can I go now, Mr. Strickland?

I notice your band is on the roster

for the dance auditions after school today.

Why even bother, McFly?

You don't have a chance.

You're too much like your old man.

No McFly ever amounted to anything in the history of Hill Valley.

Yeah, well, history is gonna change.

Yes, please.

Okay.

All right.

We're the, uh... We're the Pinheads.

One, two, three!

(upbeat rock music)

(indistinct chatter) Hold it.

Hold it, fellas.

I'm afraid you're just too darn loud.

Next, please.

We're the next group, please.

Re-elect Mayor Goldie Wilson.

Progress is his middle name.

Too loud. I can't believe it.

I'm never gonna get a chance to play in front of anybody.

Marty, one rejection isn't the end of the world.

Nah, I just don't think I'm cut out for music.

But you're good, Marty. You're really good.

And this audition tape of yours is great.

You've got to send it into the record company.

It's like Doc's always saying-- Yeah, I know.

I know.

If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything.

That's good advice, Marty.

All right, okay, Jennifer, what-- What if I send in the tape and they don't like it?

I mean, what if they say I'm no good?

What if they say, "Get out of here, kid.

You got no future.

" I mean, I just don't think I can take that kind of rejection.

Jesus, I'm starting to sound like my old man.

Come on, he's not that bad.

At least he's letting you borrow the car tomorrow night.

Check out that. Four by four.

That is hot.

Okay, back her up.

Someday, Jennifer. Someday.

Wouldn't it be great to take that truck up to the lake,

throw a couple of sleeping bags in the back, lie out underneath the stars?

Stop it.

What?

Does your mom know about tomorrow night?

No, get out of town.

My mom thinks I'm going camping with the guys.

Well, Jennifer, my mother would freak out if she knew I was going up there with you

when I get the standard lecture about how she

never did that kind of stuff when she was a kid.

I mean, look, I think the woman was born and done.

She's just trying to keep you respectable.

Well, she's not doing a very good job.

Terrible.

Save the clock tower! Save the clock tower!

Mayor Wilson is sponsoring an initiative

to replace that clock.

Thirty years ago, lightning struck that clock tower, and the clock hasn't run since.

We at the Hill Valley Preservation Society

think it should be preserved exactly the way it is

as part of our history and heritage.

There you go, lady. There's a corner.

Thank you. Don't forget to take a flyer.

Save the clock tower!

Where were we?

Right about here.

Jennifer!

It's my dad.

Right.

I've got to go.

I'll call you tonight.

I'll be at my grandma's.

Here, let me give you the number.

Bye.

♪ That's the power of love ♪

♪ That's the power of love ♪

♪ First time you feel it, it might make you sad ♪

♪ Next time you feel it, it might make you mad ♪

♪ But you'll be glad, baby, when you're found ♪

♪ That's the power that makes the world around ♪

♪ And it don't take money, don't take fame ♪

♪ Don't need no credit card to ride this train ♪

♪ It's strong and it's sudden, it can be cruel sometimes ♪

♪ But it might just mean a lot ♪

(radio chatter) Perfect.

Just perfect.

This isn't fun.

I can't believe you loaned me a car

without telling me it had a blind spot.

Blind spot?

I could have been killed.

Now, Biff, now, I never noticed that the car

had any blind spot before when I would drive it.

Hi, son.

But what are you, blind McFly?

It's there.

How else do you explain that wreck out there?

Now, Biff, can I assume that your insurance is gonna pay for the damage?

My insurance?

It's your car.

Your insurance should pay for it.

I wanna know who's gonna pay for this.

I spilled beer all over when that car smashed into me.

Who's gonna pay my cleaning bill?

And where's my reports?

Well, I haven't finished those up yet,

but you know, I figured since they weren't due till-- Hello?

Hello? Anybody home?

Think, McFly. Think.

I gotta have time to get 'em retight.

Do you realize what would happen if I handed my reports in your handwriting?

I'll get fired.

You wouldn't want that to happen, would you?

Would you?

Of course not, Biff.

Now, I wouldn't want that to happen.

Now, I'll, uh, finish those reports on up tonight,

and I'll run 'em on over first thing tomorrow, all right?

Hey, not too early. I sleep in Saturday.

McFly, your shoe's untied.

Don't be so gullible, McFly.

Got the place fixed up nice, huh, McFly?

Yeah, I have your car towed all the way to your

house, and all you got for me is light beer?

What are you looking at, butthead?

Say hi to your mom for me.

I know what you're gonna say, son.

And you're right. You're right.

But, uh, Biff just happens to be my supervisor,

and I'm afraid I'm just not very good at confrontations.

The car. Dad.

I mean, he wrecked it. He totaled it.

I needed that car in a morning, Dad.

I mean, do you have any idea how important this was to me?

Do you have any clue?

I know, and all I can say is I'm... I'm sorry.

Believe me, Marty, you're a sitter off

without having to worry about all the aggravation

and headaches of playing at that dance.

You're absolutely right, Marty.

The last thing you need is headaches.

( laughing )

Kids, we're gonna have to eat this cake by ourselves.

Your Uncle Joey didn't make parole again.

I think it would be nice if you all dropped him a line.

Uncle Jailbird Joey?

He's your brother, Mom.

Yeah, I think it's a major embarrassment

having an uncle in prison.

We all make mistakes in life, children.

Goddamn it. I'm late.

David, watch your mouth.

Come here and kiss your mother before you go.

Come here. Come on, Mom. Make it fast.

You missed my bus.

See you later, Pop.

Come on. Time to change that oil.

( laughing ) Hey, Marty.

I'm at your aunt's ring service

while you're outside pouting over the car.

Jennifer Parker called you twice.

I don't like her, Marty.

Any girl who calls up a boy

is just asking for trouble.

Oh, Marty, there's nothing wrong with calling a boy.

I think it's terrible.

Girls chasing boys.

When I was your age, I never chased a boy or called a boy

or sat in a parked car with a boy.

Then how am I supposed to ever meet anybody?

Well, it'll just happen,

like the way I met your father.

That was so stupid. Grandpa hit him with the car.

It was meant to be.

Anyway, if Grandpa hadn't hit him,

then none of you would have been born.

Yeah, well, I still don't understand what Dad was doing in the middle of the street.

What was it, George? Bird watching?

What, Lori? What?

Anyway, your grandpa hit him with the car

and brought him into the house.

He seemed so helpless.

Like a little lost puppy, and my heart just went out to him.

Yeah, Mom, we know. You've told us this story a million times.

You felt sorry for him, so you decided to go with him

to the fish-under-the-sea dance.

No, no, it was the enchantment-under-the-sea dance.

Our first date. I'll never forget it.

It was the night of that terrible thunderstorm, remember, George?

Your father kissed me for the very first time on that dance floor.

And it was then that I realized

that I was gonna spend the rest of my life with him.

( laughing )

♪ I got bad complications ♪

♪ I can't take myself ♪

♪ I got frustration ♪

♪ I can't take myself ♪

( phone ringing ) Hello.

Mari, you didn't fall asleep, did you?

Uh, Doc, uh, no.

No, don't-- don't be silly.

Listen, this is very important.

I forgot my video camera. Can you stop by my place

and pick it up on your way to the mall?

Uh, yeah. Um, on my way.

Okay.

Einstein! Hey, Einstein.

Where's the Doc, boy? Huh?

( door opens )

( whirring ) Doc.

Marty, you made it. Yeah.

Welcome to my latest experiment. This is a big

one, the one I've been waiting for all my life.

Uh, well, it's a DeLorean, right?

Share with me, Marty.

All your questions will be answered.

Roll tape and we'll proceed.

Uh, Doc, uh, is that a divorce?

Never mind that now. Never mind that now.

Right now. Not now.

All right, I'm ready.

Good evening.

I'm Dr. Emmett Brown.

I'm standing on the parking lot at Twin Pines Mall.

It's Saturday morning, October 26th, 1985, 1 18 a.m.

And this is temporal experiment number one.

Come on, honey. Hey, hey, boy. Get in there.

Atta boy. In you go. Sit down.

Put your seat belt on. That's it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay.

Please note that Einstein's clock is in precise

synchronization with my control watch. Got it?

Right. Check, Doc. Good.

Have a good trip, Einstein. Watch ahead.

Get that thing hooked up to the... - The car? - Watch this.

Yeah, okay. Yeah.

Look at me! The car! The car!

My calculations are correct.

When this baby hits 88 miles per hour,

you're gonna see some serious shit.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Watch this. Watch this.

What did I tell you?

88 miles per hour!

The thermal displacement occurred exactly 1 20 a.m.

in zero seconds!

Ah, Jesus Christ.

Jesus Christ, Doc. You disintegrated Einstein.

Calm down, Marty. I didn't disintegrate anything.

What are you doing here?

The molecular structure of both Einstein and the car are completely intact.

Then where the hell are they?

The appropriate question is, when the hell are they?

You see, Einstein has just become the world's first time traveler.

I sent him into the future.

One minute into the future, to be exact.

And precisely 1 21 a.m. in zero seconds.

We shall catch up with him at the time.

1 21 a.m. in zero seconds. We shall catch up with him at the time machine.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute, Doc.

Are you telling me that you built a time machine?

Out of a DeLorean?

The way I see it, if you're gonna build a time machine into a car,

why not do it with some style?

Besides, the stainless steel construction made the flux dispersal.

Look out!

(Tires screeching) (Sighing) Why?

What? Is it hot?

It's cold. Damn cold.

(Laughing)

Einstein, you little devil!

Einstein's clock is exactly 1 minute behind mine. It's still ticking!

He's all right.

He's fine, and he's completely unaware that anything happened.

As far as he's concerned, the trip was instantaneous.

That's why his watch is exactly 1 minute behind mine.

He skipped over that minute to instantly arrive at this moment in time.

Come here. I'll show you how it works.

All right.

First, you turn the time circuits on.

This readout tells you where you're going. This one tells you where you are.

This one tells you where you were.

You input your destination time on this keypad.

Say you want to see the sign of the Declaration of Independence.

Or witness the birth of Christ.

Here's the red-lighter date in the history of science, November 5, 1955.

Yes, of course. November 5, 1955.

What? I don't get what happened.

That was the day I invented time travel.

I remember it vividly.

I was standing on the edge of my toilet hanging a clock.

The porcelain was wet. I slipped, hit my head on the edge of the sink.

And when I came to, I had a revelation, a

vision, a picture in my head, a picture of this.

This is what makes time travel possible, the flux capacitor.

Flux capacitor?

It's taken me almost 30 years and my entire

family fortune to realize the vision of that day.

My God, has it been that long.

Things have certainly changed around here.

I remember when this was all farmland as far as the eye could see.

Old Man Peabody owned all of this.

He had this crazy idea about breeding pine trees.

This is heavy duty, Doc. This is great.

Does it run like on regular unleaded gasoline?

Unfortunately, no. It requires something with a little more kick. Plutonium.

Plutonium. Wait a minute. Are you telling me that this sucker is nuclear?

Hey, hey, hey. Keep rolling. Keep rolling there.

No, no, no, no. This sucker's electrical.

But I need a nuclear reaction to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electricity I need.

Doc, you don't just walk into a store and buy plutonium.

Did you rip that off?

Of course. From a group of Libyan nationalists.

They wanted me to build them a bomb.

So I took their plutonium and in turn gave them a

shiny bomb casing full of used pinball machine parts.

Come on. Let's get you a radiation suit. We must prepare to remove.

Safe now. Everything's that line.

Don't you lose those tapes now.

We need that. What's your record?

Let's put this back here. There we go.

Whoa, whoa. I almost forgot my luggage.

I mean, who knows if they've got cotton underwear in the future?

I'm allergic to all symptoms.

I don't know about you, but I've got to get out of here.

You've got to get out of here.

Whoa, whoa. I almost forgot my luggage. I mean, who knows if they've

got cotton underwear in the future? I'm allergic to all symptoms.

The future. That's where you're going.

That's right. 25 years into the future.

I've always dreamed of seeing the future, looking

beyond my years, seeing the progress of mankind.

We're not.

I'll also be able to see who wins the next 25 World Series.

Uh, Doc. Huh?

Uh, look me up when you get there.

Indeed, I will.

Roll 'em.

I, Dr. Emmett Brown, am about to embark on an historic journey.

What am I thinking of?

I almost forgot to bring extra plutonium.

How did I ever expect to get back?

One pellet, one chip. I must be out of my mind.

What is it, Arnie?

Oh, my God. They found me. I don't know how, but they found me.

Run for it, Arnie!

Who? Who? What do you think? The Libyans?

Holy shit!

I'll draw their fire!

Doc, wait!

No! Bastards!

You laddick! You silly laddick!

You laddick! Go!

Don't suck it, gun!

Go!

Go!

Come on, move!

Damn it!

Jeez!

What'd you do?

Holy shit!

Let's see if you bastards can do 90.

Argh!

Argh!

Argh!

What is it?

What is it, Paul?

Looks like an airplane.

Without wings!

That ain't no airplane!

Look!

Argh!

Argh!

Listen!

Whoa!

Hello?

Ah.

Excuse me.

Sorry about your barn.

It's already mutated into human form! Shoot it!

Take that, you mutated son-of-a-bitch!

Ah!

Get away!

Oh!

I'm fine!

Why you!

You space bastard!

You killer pig!

All right. All right. Okay, McFly.

Get a grip on yourself. It's all a dream.

It's just a very intense dream.

Whoa.

Hey, you.

Lucy, you gotta help me.

Oh, stop! Will, will!

Will, will!

Will, will!

Will, will!

Will, will!

Oh, no!

No!

Will, will!

Will, will!

Will, will!

What?

Lucy, you gotta help me.

Oh, stop! Will, will!

Will, will!

Can't be.

This is nuts.

Oh, come on.

Perfect.

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

[music]

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

Mr. Sandman!

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[bells ringing]

The future is in your hands.

If you believe in progress, remember Red Thomas.

Progress is his middle name.

Mayor Red Thomas' progress platform

means more jobs, better education, bigger civic improvements and lower taxes.

On election day, ask your vote for improvement leader.

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[bells ringing]

[bells ringing]

This has got to be a dream.

[bells ringing]

[bells ringing]

[bells ringing]

[bells ringing]

[music]

[bells ringing]

[bells ringing]

[bells ringing]

Hey kid, what'd you do, jump ship?

What?

What's with the life preserver?

[music]

[phone ringing]

I just want to use the phone.

Yeah, it's in the back.

[music]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

Great, you're alive.

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[paper crinkling]

[paper crinkling]

[paper crinkling]

You're gonna order something, kid?

Uh, yeah.

Give me a tab.

Tab? I can't give you a tab unless you order something.

Right, give me a Pepsi free.

You want a Pepsi, pal, you're gonna pay for it.

Look, just give me something without any sugar in it, okay?

Something without sugar.

[paper crinkling] Hey, McFly!

Hey, McFly!

What do you think you're doing?

Biff.

Hey, I'm talking to you, McFly, you Irish bunk.

Oh, hey, Biff. Hey, guys, how are you doing?

Hey, you got my homework finished, McFly?

Uh, well, actually, I figured since it wasn't due till Monday.

Hello? Hello? Anybody home?

Hey, think, McFly.

Think. I gotta have time to recopy.

Do you realize what would happen if I hand in my homework and your handwriting?

I'll get kicked out of school.

You wouldn't want that to happen, would you?

Would you?

Well, now, of course not, Biff. I wouldn't want that to happen.

No, no. What are you looking at, butthead?

Hey, Biff, get over to this guy's life preserver.

Dort thinks he's gonna drown.

Yeah. So, uh, how about my homework, McFly?

Uh, okay, Biff.

Well, I'll, uh, I'll finish that on up tonight,

and then I'll, uh, bring it over first thing tomorrow morning.

Okay, not too early. I sleep in Sundays.

Oh, McFly, your shoes aren't dyed.

Don't be so gullible, McFly.

I don't wanna see you in here again.

Okay. All right, bye-bye.

What? You're George McFly?

Yeah. Who are you?

Say, why do you let those boys push you around like that for?

Well, they're bigger than me.

Stand tall, boy. Have some respect for yourself.

Don't you know if you let people walk over you now,

they'll be walking over you for the rest of your life.

Look at me.

You think I'm gonna spend the rest of my life in this slop house?

Watch it, Goldie.

No, sir. I'm gonna make something of myself.

I'm going to night school, and one day, I'm gonna be somebody.

That's right. He's gonna be mayor.

Yeah, I mean...

Mayor.

Now, that's a good idea.

I could run for mayor.

A colored mayor. That'll be the day.

You wait and see, Mr. Carruthers. I will be mayor.

I'll be the most powerful man in Hill Valley, and I'm gonna clean up this town.

Good. You can start by sweeping the floor.

Man, Goldie Wilson.

I like the sound of that.

(bell rings) Hey, Dad!

George!

Hey, you in the bike!

(dog barks)

He's a peeping Tom.

Dad!

(tires screech)

(dog barks) Hey, wait.

Wait a minute.

Who are you?

Stella!

Another one of these damn kids jumped in front of my car!

Come on out here! Help me take him in the house!

Mom?

Is that you?

You're there now.

Just relax.

Just relax.

You've been asleep for almost nine hours now.

Yeah.

Horrible nightmare.

Dreamed that I went back in time.

It was terrible.

Well, you're safe and sound now,

back in good old 1955.

1955?

(bell rings)

(gasps) You're my.

..

You're my...

My name is Lorraine.

Lorraine Baines?

Yeah.

But you're, uh... You're so, uh... You're so...

Thin!

Just relax, Calvin. You've got a big bruise on your head.

Ah!

Where are my pants?

Over there?

On my hope chest?

I've never seen purple underwear before, Calvin.

Calvin, why do you keep calling me Calvin?

Well, that is your name, isn't it? Calvin Klein?

It's written all over your underwear.

Oh, I guess they call you Cal, huh?

No, actually, people...

Call me Marty.

Oh.

Pleased to meet you, Calvin.

Marty?

Klein?

Do you mind if I sit here?

No, fine. No, good. Fine.

Good.

That's a hot big bruise you have there.

(laughing)

Lorraine, are you up there?

Oh, my God, it's my mother.

Quick.

Put your pants back on.

So tell me, Marty, how long have you been in court?

Excuse me?

I guess. You're a sailor, aren't you? That's why you wear that life preserver.

Ah, cold start.

Sam, here's the young man you hit with your car out there.

He's all right, thank God.

What were you doing in the middle of the street? A kid your age?

Don't pay attention to him. He's in one of his moods.

Sam, you'll quit fiddling with that thing coming here to dinner.

Now, let's see. You already know Lorraine.

This is Milton. This is Sally.

That's Toby.

And over there in the playpen is little baby Joey.

So you're my uncle Joey.

Better get used to these bars, kid.

Yes, Joey just loves being in his playpen.

He cries whenever we take him out, so we just leave him in there all the time.

Well, Marty, I hope you like meatloaf.

Listen, I really... Sit here, Marty.

Sam, stop fiddling with that thing and come in here and eat your dinner.

Ho, ho, ho.

Look at it roll.

Now we can watch Jackie Gleason while we eat.

While we eat?

Bang soon.

It's a television set. Dad just picked it up today.

Do you have a television?

Well, yeah, you know, we have two of them.

Wow. You must be rich.

Oh, honey, he's teasing you. Nobody has two television sets.

Hey. Hey, I've seen this one. I've seen this one.

This is a classic. This is where Ralph dresses up as a man from space.

What do you mean you've seen this? It's brand-new.

Yeah, well, I saw it on a rerun.

What's a rerun?

You'll find out.

You know, Marty, you look so familiar to me. Do I know your mother?

Yeah, I think maybe you do.

Oh, well, then I want to give her a call. I don't want her to worry about you.

You can't.

Uh, that is, uh, nobody, uh, nobody's home.

Oh.

Yeah.

Uh, listen.

Do you know where Riverside Drive is?

It's in the other end of town, a block past Maple.

East end of town.

No, block past Maple. That side, that's John F. Kennedy Drive.

Who the hell is John F. Kennedy?

Mother, with Marty's parents out of town,

don't you think he ought to spend the night?

I mean, after all, Dad almost killed them with the car.

That's true, Marty.

I think maybe you should spend the night.

I think you're our responsibility.

Well, gee, I don't know.

And he could sleep in my room.

I gotta go. Oh, I gotta go.

Thanks very much. It was wonderful. You were all great.

Uh, see you all later.

Much later.

He's a very strange young man.

He's an idiot.

Comes from upbringing.

Parents are probably idiots, too.

Lorraine, you ever have a kid who acts that way, I'll disown you.

[sighs] Doc?

Don't say a word.

Doc!

I don't want to know your name. I don't want to know anything about you.

Listen, Doc.

Don't tell me anything!

Quiet! Quiet!

I'm gonna read your thoughts.

Let's see now. You come here from a great distance?

Yeah, exactly!

Don't tell me!

Uh, you want me to buy a subscription to the Saturday Evening Post?

No!

Not a word. Not a word. Not a word now.

Quiet.

Uh, donations.

You want me to make a donation to the Coast Guard Youth Auxiliary?

Doc!

I'm from the future.

I came here in a time machine that you invented.

Now, I need your help to get back to the year 1985.

My God.

Do you know what this means?

It means that this damn thing doesn't work at all!

Doc, you gotta help me.

You were the only one who knows how your time machine works.

Time machine?

I haven't invented any time machine.

Okay.

All right. I'll prove it to you.

Look at my driver's license.

Expires 1987.

Look at my birthday, for crying out loud.

I haven't even been born yet.

And look at this picture.

My brother, my sister, and me.

Look at her sweatshirt, Doc.

Class of 1984.

A mediocre photographic fakery.

They cut off your brother's hair.

I'm telling the truth, Doc.

You gotta believe me.

Then tell me, future boy.

Who's president of the United States in 1985?

Ronald Reagan.

Ronald Reagan? The actor?

Ha!

Then who's vice president?

Jerry Lewis.

I suppose Jay Wyman is a first lady.

Whoa, wait, Doc!

Secretary of the Treasury.

Doc, you gotta listen to me.

I got enough practical jokes for one evening.

Good night, future boy.

No, wait, Doc. Doc, the bruise, the bruise in your head.

I know how that happened.

You told me the whole story.

You were standing on your toilet, and you were hanging a clock.

And you fell, and you hit your head on the sink.

And that's when you came up with the idea for the flux capacitor.

Which is what makes time travel possible.

There's something wrong with the starter.

So I hit it.

Here.

After I fell off my toilet, I do this.

Flux capacitor.

It works!

It works!

It works!

I finally invent something that works!

Put your ass in the woods.

Somehow we've got to sneak this back to my laboratory.

We've got to get you home!

Hey, Doc, this is it.

Never mind that. Never mind that now. Never mind that.

Why, that's me!

Look at me! I'm an old man!

I'm Dr. Emmett Brown. I'm standing here on the...

Thank God I've still got my hair!

What on earth is this thing I'm wearing?

Well, this is a radiation suit.

Radiation suit?

Of course.

Because of all the fallout from the atomic wars.

This... is truly amazing.

A portable television studio.

No wonder your president has to be an actor.

He's got to look good on television.

Whoa, this is it.

This is the part coming up, Doc.

No, no, no, no. This sucker's electrical.

But I need a nuclear reaction to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electrical energy.

What did I just say?

The flux capacity stored... This sucker's electrical.

But I need a nuclear reaction to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electricity...

1.21 gigawatts!

1.21 gigawatts!

Great Scott!

What the hell is a gigawatt?

How could I have been so careless?

1.21 gigawatts!

Tom, how am I going to generate that kind of power?

It can't be done. Can it?

Doc, look.

All we need is a little plutonium.

Oh, I'm sure that in 1985, plutonium was available in every corner drugstore.

But in 1955, it's a little hard to come by.

Marty, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you're stuck here.

Whoa, whoa.

Doc, I'm stuck here. I can't be stuck here.

I got a life in 1985.

I got a girl.

Is she pretty?

She's beautiful.

She's crazy about me.

Look at this. Look what she wrote here, Doc.

That says it all.

Doc,

you're my only hope.

Marty, I'm sorry,

but the only power source capable of generating 1.21

gigawatts of electricity is a bolt of lightning.

What did you say?

A bolt of lightning.

Unfortunately, you never know when or where

it's ever going to strike.

We do now.

This is it.

This is the answer.

It says here that a bolt of lightning

is going to strike the clock tower precisely at 10.04 p.m. next Saturday night.

If we could somehow harness this lightning,

channel it

into the flux capacitor, it just might work.

Next Saturday night, we're sending you back to the future.

Okay, all right. Saturday's good.

Saturday's good. I can spend a week in 1955.

I can hang out. You can show me around.

Marty, that is completely out of the question.

You must not leave this house.

You must not see anybody or talk to anybody.

Anything you do could have serious repercussions on future events.

Do you understand?

Yeah, sure.

Okay.

Marty, have you interacted with anybody else today besides me?

I'm...

Yeah, well, I might have sort of bumped into my parents.

Great, Scott.

Let me see that photograph again of your brother.

Just as I thought.

This proves my theory.

Look at your brother.

His head's gone.

It's like it's been erased.

Erased from existence.

Whoa!

You really cleaned this place up.

Looks brand new.

Now, remember, according to my theory,

you interfered with your parents' first meeting.

If they don't meet, they won't fall in love,

they won't get married, and they won't have kids.

That's why your older brother's disappearing from that photograph.

Your sister will follow, and unless you repair the damage, you'll be next.

Sounds pretty heavy.

That's him.

Okay.

Okay, you guys.

Very funny.

You guys are being real mature.

Maybe we were adopted.

Okay, real mature, guys.

Okay, big sweet.

Pick up my books.

You got Strickland.

Jesus, didn't that guy ever have hair?

Shape up, man.

You're a slacker.

Do you want to be a slacker for the rest of your life?

No.

What did your mother ever see in that kid?

I don't know, doc.

I guess she felt sorry for him

because her dad hit him with the car.

Hit me with the car.

That's a Florence Nightingale effect.

It happens in hospitals when nurses fall in love with their patients.

Go to it, kid.

Hey, George.

Buddy.

I have been looking all over for you.

You remember me?

Saved your life the other day.

Yeah, good.

There's somebody I'd like you to meet.

Lorraine?

Calvin!

I'd like you to meet my good friend, George McFly.

Hi.

It's really a pleasure to meet you.

How's your head?

Good. Fine.

I've been so worried about you

ever since you ran off the other night.

George, hurry!

I'm sorry, I have to go.

Come on!

Isn't he a dreamboat?

I thought she didn't even look at him.

This is more serious than I thought.

Apparently your mother has amorously infatuated with you instead of your father.

Whoa, wait a minute. Doc, are you trying to

tell me that my mother has got the hots for me?

Precisely.

Whoa, this is heavy.

Why are things so heavy in the future?

Is there a problem with the Earth's gravitational pull?

What?

The only way we're going to get those two to

successfully mate is if they are alone together.

So you've got to get your father and mother to interact in some sort of social...

What? You mean like a date?

Right.

What kind of date? I don't know.

What do kids do in their 50s?

They're your parents. You must know them.

What are their common interests?

What do they like to do together?

Look, there's a rhythmic ceremonial ritual coming up.

Of course, the enchantment under-the-sea dance is supposed to go to this.

That's where they kiss for the first time.

All right, kid. You stick to your father like glue

and make sure he takes you to the dance.

George, buddy,

remember that girl I introduced you to?

Lorraine?

What are you writing?

Uh, stories.

Science fiction stories

about visitors

coming down to Earth

from other planets.

Get out of town.

I didn't know you did anything creative.

Let me read some.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

I never let anybody read my stories.

Why not?

Well, what if they didn't like them?

What if they told me I was no good?

I guess that would be pretty hard for somebody to understand.

Uh, no.

No, not hard at all.

So anyway, George,

about Lorraine,

she really likes you.

She told me

to tell you that she wants you to ask her to the enchantment under-the-sea dance.

Really? Oh, yeah.

All you gotta do is go over there and ask her.

What, right here,

right now in the cafeteria?

She said no.

I don't know if I could take that kind of a rejection.

Besides,

I think she'd rather go with somebody else.

Uh, who?

Beth.

Don't kill us.

What? You want it.

You know you want it.

You know you want me to give it to you.

Shut your filthy mouth.

I'm not that kind of girl.

I don't know it yet.

Get your meat hooks off of me.

You heard her. She said get your meat hooks off.

Ah, please.

So what's up to you, butthead?

You know, you've been looking for a pocket.

Since you're new here,

I'm gonna cut you a break.

Today.

So why don't you make like a tree and get out of here.

George.

Why do you keep

following me around? Look.

George. I'm telling you,

George, if you do not ask Lorraine

to that dance, I'm gonna regret it for the rest of my life.

But I can't go to the dance.

I'll miss my favorite television program,

Science Fiction Theater.

Yeah, but George, Lorraine wants to go with you.

Give her a break.

Look, I'm just not ready to ask Lorraine out to the dance.

And not you or anybody else on this planet is gonna make me change my mind.

Science Fiction Theater.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Silence, Earthling.

My name is Darth Vader.

I am an extraterrestrial

from the planet Vulcan.

Marty!

Marty, Marty!

Hey, George, buddy, you weren't in school.

What have you been doing all day?

I overslept.

Look, I need your help.

I have to ask Lorraine out, but I don't know how to do it.

All right, okay, listen, keep your pants on.

She's over in the cafe.

Get out of here.

Well, maybe change your mind, George.

Last night, Darth Vader came down and told me that if

I didn't take Lorraine out that he'd melt my brain.

Yeah, well, let's just keep this brain-melting stuff

to ourselves, okay?

Oh, yeah, yeah, all right, okay.

All right, there she is, George.

Just go in there and invite her.

Okay, but I don't know what to say.

Would you say anything, George?

Well, whatever's natural, the first thing that comes into your mind.

Nothing's coming to my mind.

Jesus, George, it was a wonder I was even born.

What? What?

Tell her destiny brought you together.

Tell her that she is the most beautiful girl

you have ever seen in the world.

Girls like that stuff.

What are you doing, George?

I'm writing this down. This is good stuff.

Yeah, okay, let's go.

Take care of that.

♪♪

Lou, give me a milk.

Chocolate.

♪♪

Lorraine, my density has popped me to you.

What?

Oh, what I meant to say was...

Wait a minute. Don't I know you from somewhere?

Yes. Yes.

I'm George.

George McFly.

I'm your density.

I mean... your destiny.

Oh.

Hey, McFly!

I thought I told you never to come in here.

Well, it's gonna cost you.

How much money you got on you?

Well, how much you want, Biff?

Oh.

All right, punk.

Now, what-- Whoa, whoa, Biff.

What's that?

That's Calvin Klein.

Oh, my God, he's a dream.

Whoa, whoa, kid, kid, stop, stop.

Stop, stop. Hey!

Good boy.

I'll get it back to you, all right?

You broke it.

Wow, look at him go.

♪♪ Go, go, go, go!

What's that thing he's holding?

It's a board with wheels.

He's an absolute dream.

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

♪♪

♪♪

I'm gonna ram him.

♪♪ Yeah!

[Tires screeching] ♪♪ Whoo!

Thanks a lot, kid.

I'm gonna get that son of a bitch.

Where does he come from?

Man, where does he live?

I don't know, but I'm gonna find out.

Oh, my God.

They found me.

I don't know how, but they found me.

Run for it, Marty!

Oh, my God.

They found me.

I don't know how, but they found me.

Run for it, Marty!

Doc?

Oh, hi, Marty.

I didn't hear you come in.

Fascinating device.

It's a video unit.

Listen, Doc.

You know, there's something I haven't told you about the night we made that video.

Please, Marty, don't tell me.

No man should know too much about his own destiny.

You don't understand.

I do understand.

If I know too much about my own future, I could endanger my own existence,

just as if you've endangered yours.

You're right.

Now, let me show you my plan for sending you home.

Please excuse the crudity of this model.

I didn't have time to build it to scale or to paint it.

That's good.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

Okay, now, we run some industrial-strength

electrical cable from the top of the clock tower

down, suspending it over the street between these two lampposts.

Meanwhile, we've outfitted the time vehicle with this big pole and hook,

which runs directly into the flux capacitor.

At the calculated moment,

you start off from down the street, driving directly

toward the cable, accelerating to 88 miles per hour.

According to the flyer, at a precisely 10.04 p.m.

this Saturday night, lightning will strike the clock tower,

electrifying the cable, just as the connecting hook makes contact,

thereby sending 1.21 gigawatts into the flux capacitor

and sending you back to 1985.

All right, now, watch this.

You wind up the car and release it.

I'll simulate the lightning.

Ready?

Set.

Release.

You're destroying me with a lot of confidence, doc.

Don't worry, I'll take care of the lightning.

You just take a pair of your pop.

By the way, what happened today?

Did he ask her out?

I think so.

What did she say?

It's your mom!

She's tracked it down.

Quick, let's cover the timer.

Hi.

Marty?

Oh, Lorraine.

Uh, how did you know I was here?

I followed you.

Oh, uh, this is my, uh, doc.

My uncle.

Doc Brown.

Hi.

Hi.

Marty, this may seem a little forward,

but I was kind of wondering if you'd ask me

to the Enchantment Under the Sea dance on Saturday.

Uh, you mean nobody's asked you?

No.

Not yet.

What about George?

George McFly?

Oh, he's kind of cute and all, but I'm not.

Well, I think a man should be strong so he can

stand up for himself and protect the woman he loves.

Don't you?

Yeah.

I still don't understand.

How am I supposed to go to the dance with her

if she's already going to the dance with you?

Because, George, she wants to go with you.

She just doesn't know it yet.

That's why we gotta show her

that you, George McFly, are a fighter.

You're somebody who's gonna stand up for yourself, somebody who's gonna protect her.

Yeah, but I've never picked a fight in my entire life.

Look, you're not gonna be picking a fight, Dad.

Dad, Dad, Daddy-O.

You're coming to a rescue, right?

Okay, let's go over the plan again.

855, where are you gonna be?

You're gonna be at the dance.

Right, and where am I gonna be?

You're gonna be in the car with her.

Right, okay, so right around 9 o'clock, she's gonna get very angry with me.

Why is she gonna get angry with you?

Well, because, George, nice girls get angry when guys take advantage of them.

Oh, you mean you're gonna go touch her on her--

No, no, George, look, it's just an act, right?

Okay, so 9 o'clock,

you're strolling through the parking lot.

You see us, uh, struggling in the car.

You walk up, you open the door, and you say.

..

you're lying, George.

Oh, uh, hey, you, get your damn hands off her.

You really think I ought to swear?

Yes, definitely. God damn it, George, swear.

Okay, so now you come up.

You punch me in the stomach.

I'm out for the count, right?

And you and Lorraine live happily ever after.

Oh, you make it sound so easy.

I just-- I wish I wasn't so scared.

George, there's nothing to be scared of.

All it takes is a little self-confidence.

You know, if you put your mind to it,

you can accomplish anything.

Hill Valley area weather this Saturday night.

Mostly clear, with some scattered clouds.

Lows tonight in the upper fourth.

Are you sure about this storm?

Since when can weathermen predict the weather, let alone the future?

You know, Marty, I'm gonna be very sad to see you go.

You've really made a difference in my life.

You've given me something to shoot for.

Just knowing that I'm gonna be around to see 1985,

that I'm gonna succeed in this,

that I'm gonna have a chance to travel through time.

It's gonna be really hard waiting 30 years before I can talk to you

about everything that's happened in the past few days.

I'm really gonna miss you, Marty.

I'm really gonna miss you.

Doc, about the future.

No! Marty!

We've already agreed that having information

about the future can be extremely dangerous.

Even if your intentions are good,

it can backfire drastically.

Whatever you've got to tell me, I'll find out through the natural course of time.

Dear Dr.

Brown, on the night that I go back in time,

you will be shot by terrorists.

Please take whatever precautions are necessary

to prevent this terrible disaster.

Your friend, Marty.

♪♪ Evening, Dr.

Brown.

What's with the wire?

Oh, just a little weather experiment.

What you got under here?

Don't touch that!

Some new specialized weather-sensing equipment.

You got a permit for that?

Of course I do.

Just a second.

Let me see if I can find it here.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Do you mind if we park for a while?

That's a great idea.

I'd love to park.

Huh?

Marty, I'm almost 18 years old.

It's not like I've never parked before.

What?

Marty, you seem so nervous.

Is something wrong?

No.

No.

♪♪

Lorraine, Lorraine, what are you doing?

I swiped it from the old lady's liquor cabinet.

Yeah, well, you shouldn't drink.

Why not?

Because you might regret it later in life.

Marty, don't be such a square.

Nobody who's anybody drinks.

Geez, you smoke too?

Marty, you're beginning to sound just like my mother.

♪♪

We're going to take a little break, but we'll

be back in a while, so don't nobody go nowhere.

♪♪

Marty, why are you so nervous?

Lorraine, have you ever been in a situation

where you knew you had to act a certain way,

but when you got there, you didn't know if you could go through with it?

Oh, you mean like how you're supposed to act on a first date?

Oh, sort of.

Well, I think I know exactly what you mean.

You do?

You know what I do in those situations?

What?

I don't worry.

♪♪

This is all wrong.

I don't know what it is.

But when I kiss you, it's like I'm kissing my brother.

I guess that doesn't make any sense, does it?

Believe me.

It makes perfect sense.

Somebody's coming.

♪♪

You cost 300 bucks damage to my car, you son of a bitch.

I'm going to take it out of your ass.

Hold him.

Let him go, Biff.

You're drunk.

Well, lookie what we have here.

♪♪ No, no, no.

Stay right here with me.

Come on, Lorraine.

Let me go.

Leave it alone, you bastard.

Take him in back, all right?

I'll be right there.

Admit it.

Come on.

Well, go on.

This ain't no peep show.

♪♪

That's for messing up my house.

What the hell are you doing to my car?

Hey, beat it, Spook.

This don't concern you.

Who are you calling Spook, peckerwood?

Hey, hey, listen, guys.

Look, I don't want to mess with no reefer addicts, okay?

Get home to your mama, boy.

Get out of here!

Get out of here!

Go!

Carrington, where are your keys?

Hey, the keys are in the trunk.

Say that again.

I said the keys are in here.

Get out of there!

Hey, you, get your damn hands off.

Oh, I think you got the wrong car, McFly.

George, help me, please.

Just turn around, McFly, and walk away.

Are you deaf, McFly?

Close the door and beat it.

No, Biff.

You leave her alone.

All right, McFly.

You're asking for it, and now you're going to get it.

Stop it!

Biff, you'll break his arm.

Give me a hand, original.

Ow!

Damn it, man, I sliced my hand.

Whose are these?

Mine.

Thanks.

Thanks a lot.

You're going to break his arm.

Biff.

Biff, leave him alone.

Let him go.

Let him go.

[laughing] Are you okay?

[music playing]

Who is that guy?

That's George McFly.

That's George McFly?

Excuse me.

The storm.

Hey, guys, you got to get back in there and finish the dance.

Hey, man, look at Marvin's hand.

He can't play with his hand like that, and we can't play without him.

Yeah, well, look, Marvin, Marvin, you got to play.

See, that's where they kiss for the first time on the

dance floor, and if there's no music, they can't dance.

If they can't dance, they can't kiss.

If they can't kiss, they can't fall in love, and I'm history.

Hey, man, the dance is over,

unless you know somebody else that can play the guitar.

[music playing]

This is for all you lovers out there.

Earth Angel, Earth Angel, will you be mine?

My darling dear, love you.

George, aren't you going to kiss me?

I don't know.

Scram, McFly, I'm cutting in.

Earth Angel, Earth Angel, the one I adore.

You all right?

I can't play.

George!

[laughing] George!

George.

Excuse me.

[music playing]

Earth Angel, Earth Angel,

I would love with you.

[applause]

Let's do another one.

Come on, man.

Let's do something that really cooks.

[applause] All right.

All right.

All right, this is an oldie, but, well, it's

an oldie where I come from.

All right, guys.

Listen, this is a blues riff from B.

Watch me for the changes and try and keep up, OK?

[music playing]

Way down in Louisiana, down in New Orleans.

Way back up in the woods along the evergreens.

There's still a long cabin made of earth and wood.

Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Boone.

He never, ever learned to read or write so well.

He could play a guitar just like he's ringing the bell.

Go, go.

Go, Johnny, go, go.

Go, Johnny, go, go, go.

Go, Johnny, go, go.

Hey, George.

How'd you let out fit?

Nice going.

George, you ever think of running for president?

Johnny B. Boone.

Go, Johnny, go, go.

Go, Johnny, go, go, go.

Go, Johnny, go, go.

Go, Johnny, go, go, go.

Johnny B. Boone.

John, John, it's Marvin.

Your cousin, Marvin Berry.

You know that new sound you're looking for?

Well, listen to this.

[music playing]

[applause]

[music playing]

[music playing]

[music playing]

I can't guess you guys aren't ready for that yet.

But your kids are going to love it.

Elaine.

Marty, that was very interesting music.

Uh, yeah.

Um, I hope you don't mind, but George asked if he could take me home.

Great.

Good, good.

Lorraine, I have a feeling about you, too.

I have a feeling, too.

Listen, I got to go.

But I wanted to tell you that it's been educational.

Marty, will we ever see you again?

I guarantee it.

Well, Marty, I want to thank you for all your good advice.

I'll never forget it.

Right, George.

Well, uh, good luck, you guys.

Oh, one other thing.

If you guys ever have kids, and one of them, when he's eight years old, accidentally

sets fire to the living room rug, go easy on him.

OK.

Marty, such a nice name.

Damn, where is that kid?

Damn.

Damn, damn.

You're late.

You have no concept of time.

Hey, come on.

I had to change.

I think I'm going back in that-- that suit suit.

The old man really came through.

It worked.

He laid up if in one punch.

I didn't know he had an enemy.

He's never stood up to Vip in his life.

Ever?

No, why?

What's the matter?

All right.

Let's set your destination down.

Let's set your destination time.

This is the exact time you left.

Let's send you back at exactly the same time.

It'll be like you never left.

Now, I painted a white line on the street way over there.

That's where you start from.

I calculated a precise distance, taking into

account the acceleration speed and wind resistance

that's proactive from the moment the lightning strikes,

which will be at exactly 7 minutes and 22 seconds.

When this alarm goes off, you hit the gas.

Hey!

Well, I guess that's everything.

Thanks.

Thank you!

In about 30 years!

I hope so.

Don't worry!

As slow as you hit that wire with a connecting hook at precisely 88 miles an hour,

the instant the lightning strikes the tower.

Everything will be fine.

Right.

What's the meaning of this?

You'll find out in 30 years!

It's about the future, isn't it?

It's information about the future!

Wait a minute!

I warned you about this, kid!

The consequences can be disastrous!

That's a risk you're gonna have to take! Your life depends on it!

No!

I refuse to accept the responsibility!

In that case, I'll tell you straight out!

Race car!

You get the cable!

I'll throw the rope down to you!

All right! I got it!

Stop!

Come on! Come on! Let's go! All right!

Pick it up!

Go!

Doc!

I have to tell you about the future!

I have to tell you about the future!

On the night I go back!

It's time you get cured!

Doc!

No!

No, Doc!

Look at the time!

You've got less than four minutes!

Please, Tony!

Hey! Look!

Hey!

Hey!

Damn it, Doc! Why did you have to tear up that letter?

I only had more time.

Wait a minute!

I got all the time I want! I got a time machine!

Go back early and warn them!

Okay, ten minutes ought to do it!

Time circuit's on!

Flux capacitor!

Fluxing!

Engine running!

All right!

No! No, no, no, no!

Not this time! Come on! Come on!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no, no!

Ugh!

Come on!

Here we go. Here we go.

This time. Come on!

Please! Please! Come on!

Ahh!

Ahh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ahh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

(helicopter whirring)

Crazy drunk driver.

Whoo!

All right.

Oh, Brett.

They look great.

Everything looks great.

Oh, 124.

I still got time.

Come on, Doc.

No.

No, not again.

Come on.

Come on.

Mobians.

(dramatic music)

(gunfire)

No!

Faster!

(gunfire)

(dramatic music) Whoa!

(tires squealing)

(gunfire)

(tires squealing) Doc!

Doc!

Oh.

No.

You're alive.

I'll prove fast.

How did you know?

I never got a chance to tell you.

(somber music)

What about all that talk?

About screwing up future events?

The space-time continuum?

Well, I figured.

What the hell?

So how far ahead are you going?

About 30 years.

It's a nice round number.

Look me up when you get there, all right?

I guess I'll be about 47.

I will.

Take care.

You, too.

All right.

Bye-bye, honey.

Oh, and watch that re-entry.

It's a little bumpy.

You bet.

(dramatic music)

(tires squealing)

(explosion booms)

(somber music)

♪ Anyway

♪ I don't mind

♪ You better promise me I'll be back in time ♪ Gotta get back in time

♪ Gotta get back in time ♪ Get me back in time

What a nightmare.

Oh.

Oh, if Paul calls me, tell him I'm working at the boutique late tonight.

Linda, first of all, I'm not your answering service.

Second of all, somebody named Greg or Craig

called you just a little while ago.

Which one was it, Greg or Craig?

I don't know.

I can't keep up with all of your boyfriends.

Hey.

What the hell is this?

Breakfast.

What, did you sleep in your clothes again last night?

Yeah, I...

Yeah, what are you wearing, Dave?

Marty.

I always wear a suit to the office.

You all right?

Yeah.

I think you need a rematch.

A rematch?

Why, were you cheating?

No.

Hello.

Good morning.

Mom.

Dad.

Did you hit your head?

You guys, you guys look great.

Mom, you look so thin.

Why, thank you, Marty.

George.

Good morning, sleepyhead.

Good morning, Dave.

Good morning, Mom.

Linda.

Oh, Marty, I almost forgot.

Jennifer Barker called.

Oh, I sure like her, Marty.

She is such a sweet girl.

Isn't tonight the night of the big date?

What?

What, Ma?

Aren't you going up to the lake tonight?

You've been planning it for two weeks.

Well, Mom, we talked about this, but how can I go to the lake?

The car's wrecked.

Wrecked?

Wrecked?

When the hell did this happen?

Why are you here?

I'm sure the car is fine.

Why am I always the last one to know about these things?

See, there's Biff out there waxing you right now.

Now, Biff, I want to make sure that we get two coats of wax this time, not just one.

Just finishing up the second coat now.

Now, Biff, don't con me.

I'm sorry, Mr. McCloy.

I meant I was just starting on the second coat.

Ah, Biff, what a character.

Always try to get away with something.

Can't have Biff ever since high school.

Although it wasn't for him.

We never would have fallen in love.

That's right.

Mr. McCloy!

Mr. McCloy, you've just arrived.

Oh, hi, Marty.

I think it's your new book.

Oh, honey, your first novel.

Like I've always told you, you put your mind to it,

you can accomplish anything.

Oh, Marty!

Marty, here's your keys.

You're all waxed up, ready for tonight.

Keys?

How about a ride, mister?

Jennifer.

Oh, man, you were a sight for sore eyes.

Let me look at you.

Marty, you're acting like you haven't seen me in a week.

I haven't.

You're okay.

Is everything all right?

Oh, yeah.

Everything's great.

Marty!

Marty!

You've got to come back with me.

Where?

Back to the future.

Wait a minute.

What are you doing, doc?

I need fuel.

Go ahead.

Quick.

Get in the car.

No, no, no.

Doc, I just got here, okay?

Jennifer's here.

We're going to take the new truck for a spin.

Well, bring her along.

This concerns her, too.

Wait a minute, doc.

What are you talking about?

What happens to us in the future?

What, are we becoming assholes or something?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

You and Jennifer both turn out fine.

It's your kids, Marty.

Something's got to be done about your kids.

Hey, doc, you better back up.

We don't have enough road to get up to 88.

Roads?

Where we're going, we don't need roads.

Hey, Marty!

M-Marty!

Marty, I wanted to show you these new matchbooks

for my auto detailing I had printed up.

A flying DeLorean?

What the hell is going on here?

What the hell was that?

Taxi cab.

What do you mean a taxi cab?

I thought we were flying.

Precisely.

All right, doc, what's going on, huh?

Where are we?

When are we?

We're descending Fort Hill Valley, California at 4.

29 p.m. on Wednesday, October 21st, 2015.

2015?

You mean we're in the future?

Future, Marty?

What do you mean?

How can we be in the future?

Uh, Jennifer, um...

I don't know how to tell you this, but... you're in a time machine.

And this is the year 2015?

October 21st, 2015.

God, so like you weren't kidding.

Marty, we can actually see our future.

Doc, now you said we were married, right?

Doc.

Yeah?

Was it a big wedding?

Marty, we're not going to be able to see our wedding.

Wow.

I'm going to be able to see my wedding dress.

Wow.

I wonder where we live.

I bet it's a big house with lots of kids and... How many kids?

Doc, what the hell are you doing?

Relax, Marty.

It's just a sleep inducing alpha rhythm generator.

She was asking too many questions and no one should know too much about their future.

This way when she wakes up, she'll think it was all a dream.

Then what did you bring her for?

I had to do something.

She saw a time machine.

I couldn't just leave her there without information.

Don't worry.

She's not essential to my plan.

Well, you're the Doc, Doc.

Here's our exit.

First, you've got to get out and change clothes.

Right now?

It's pouring rain.

Wait five more seconds.

Right on the tick.

Amazing.

Absolutely amazing.

Too bad the post office isn't as efficient as the weather service.

She's in disguise, Marty, but I was afraid you wouldn't recognize me.

I went to a rejuvenation clinic and got a whole natural overhaul.

They took out some wrinkles, did a hair repair, chains of blood,

added a good 30 to 40 years to my life.

They also replaced my semen colon.

What do you think?

You look great, Doc.

The future.

Unbelievable.

I've got to check this out, Doc.

All in good time, Marty.

We're on a tight schedule here.

Tell me about my future.

I mean, I know I make it big, but what if I become like a rich rock star?

Please, Marty, no one should know too much about their own destiny.

Right, right.

I am rich, though, right?

Marty, please, take off your shirt.

I want a jacket and shoes.

Not a mission to accomplish.

Precisely on schedule.

Our laces, all right.

This thing doesn't fit.

I'm adjusting fit.

Pull out your pants' pockets.

All kids of the future wear their pants inside out.

Put on this cap.

Perfect.

You're the spitting image of your future son.

What?

Help me move Jennifer over here.

So what's the deal?

Grab her feet.

Okay, now what?

In exactly two minutes, you go around the corner into the Cafe 80s.

Oh, Cafe 80s.

It's one of those nostalgia places.

We're not done very well.

Go in and order a Pepsi, here's a 50, then wait for a guy named Griff.

All right, Griff.

Right.

Griff's gonna ask you about tonight.

Are you in or out?

Tell him you are out.

Whatever he says, whatever happens, say no, you're not interested.

Okay.

Then leave.

Come back here and wait for me.

Don't talk to anyone.

Don't touch anything.

Don't do anything.

Don't interact with anyone and try not to look at anything.

I don't get it.

I thought you said this had something to do with my kids.

Look what happens to your son.

My son?

God, he looks just like me.

Within two hours of his arrest, Martin McFly Jr.

was tried, convicted and sentenced to 15 years in the state penitentiary?

Within two hours?

The justice system works swiftly in the

future now that they've abolished all lawyers.

Oh, this is heavy.

Oh, it gets worse.

Next week, a daughter attempts to break him

out of jail and she gets sent up for 20 years.

My daughter?

Wait a minute.

I have a daughter?

You see, this one event starts a chain reaction

that completely destroys your entire family.

Hey, Dr. Sting, this is tomorrow's newspaper.

Precisely.

I already went further ahead into time to see what else happens.

I backtracked everything to this one event.

That's why we're here today, to prevent this incident from ever happening.

Damn, I'm late.

Wait a minute.

Where you going now?

Went to set the real Marty Jr.

here taking his place around the corner at the Cafe 80s.

Guy named Griff, just say no.

Hey, what about Jennifer?

We're not just going to leave her here.

Don't worry, she'll be safe.

It'll just be for a few minutes.

Oh, and Marty, be careful around that Griff character.

He's got a few short circuits in his bionic implants.

The future.

[music]

[music]

Welcome to Texaco.

You can trust your car to the system with the star.

Check the oil.

Check the gladdening gear.

[screaming]

Shark still looks fake.

Hi, friends.

Goldie Wilson III for Wilson Hover Conversion Systems.

You know, when my grandpa was mayor of Hill

Valley, he had to worry about traffic problems.

But now, you don't have to worry about traffic.

I'll hover-convert your old road car into a skyway flyer.

Only $39,999.95.

So come on down and see me, Goldie Wilson III,

at any one of our 29 convenient locations.

Never keep on flying.

[music]

It's got a hot saucer, avocados, cilantro mixed

with your choice of beans, chicken, BBB for pork.

You like vegetables?

Then why not try the spring steaks?

Welcome to the Cafe 80s, where it's always morning in America, even in the afternoon.

[laughing]

Our special today is mesquite grilled sushi.

You must have the hot saucer special.

Yeah, you must have the hot saucer special.

Yeah, you must have the hot saucer special.

Hey, hey, hey, guys, guys, guys, guys.

All I want is a Pepsi.

Hey, McFly.

Yeah, I've seen you around.

You're Marty McFly's kid, aren't you?

Beth, you're Marty Jr.

Tough break, kid.

Must be rough being named after a complete butthead.

What's that supposed to mean?

Hello? Hello, anybody home?

Huh? Think, McFly, think.

Your old man, Mr. Loser.

What?

That's right. Loser with a capital L.

Look, I happen to know George McFly is not-- No, I'm not talking about George McFly.

I'm talking about his kid.

Your old man, Marty McFly Sr.

, the man who took his life and flushed it completely down the toilet.

I did?

I mean, I mean, he did.

Hey, Gramps, I told you two coats of wax on my car, not just one.

Hey, hey, I just put the second coat on last week.

Yeah? With your eyes closed?

Are you two related?

Hello? Hello?

Anybody home?

What do you think, Griff just calls me Grandpa for his health?

He's Griff?

Gramps! What the hell am I paying you for?

Hey, kid, say hello to your grandma for me.

Hey, Gramps, take it easy.

McFly, don't go anywhere. You're next.

This is a video game.

I got it working.

My dad taught me about these.

It is wild gunman.

How do you play this thing?

I'll show you, kid.

I'm a crack shot at this.

You mean you have to use your hands?

That's like a baby's toy.

A baby's toy?

Patsy, perfect.

Damn, Patsy.

Hey, McFly!

I thought I told you to stay in here.

Griff, guys.

How's it going?

McFly!

Yeah?

McFly!

What?

Your shoe's unbuilt.

Some McFly, have you made a decision about tonight's opportunity?

Yeah, Griff, you know, I was thinking about it.

I'm not sure because I just think it might be a little bit dangerous.

What's wrong, McFly?

You got no stroke?

It's a complete wimp.

What's it going to be, McFly?

Are you in or out?

I'm not sure that I should, you know,

because I think that I should discuss it with my father.

Your father?

Wrong answer, McFly!

Okay, Griff, I'll do it.

I'll do it, buddy, whatever you say.

Stay down and shut up.

Keep peddling, you two!

Now, let's hear the right answer.

Wow!

Since when did you become the physical type?

The answer's no, Griff.

No?

Yeah, what, are you deaf and stupid?

I said no!

What's wrong, McFly?

Chicken?

What did you call me, Griff?

Chicken!

McFly!

Nobody calls me Chicken.

Alright, punk!

Hey, look!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Stop! Little girl, little girl, stop!

Look, I need to borrow your hoverboard.

Where is he?

Here.

There!

He's on a hoverboard!

He's a boy!

Get McFly!

Whoa!

Get him!

Get him!

Get him! Got him!

There's something very familiar about all this.

Get him!

Hey, McFly, you bojo!

Those bars don't work on water!

Unless you've got power!

Hook on!

Batter up!

Get him!

Holy shit!

Buttheads?

Drying mode on.

Jacket drying.

Your jacket is now dry.

Hey, kid, hey, little girl, thanks.

Keep it. I got a pit bull now.

Save the clock, tower!

Hey, kid, hey, little girl, thanks.

Keep it. I got a pit bull now.

Save the clock, tower!

Hey, kid, hey, little girl, thanks.

Keep it. I got a pit bull now.

Hey, kid, some 100 bucks.

Will you help save the clock, tower?

I'm sorry, no.

Come on, kid, that's an important historical landmark.

Look, some other time.

Lightning struck that thing 60 years ago.

Wait a minute. Cubs win World Series?

Against Miami?

Yeah, it's something, huh? Who would have thought?

Hundreds of one shots.

I wish I could go back to the beginning of the season, put some money on the Cubs.

I just meant Miami.

What did you just say?

I said I wish I could go back to the beginning

of the season, put some money on the Cubbies.

Now, this has an interesting feature.

It has a dust jacket.

Books used to have these to protect the covers.

Of course, that was before they had us to fill in paper.

And if you're interested in dust,

we have a quaint little piece from the 1980s.

It's called a dust buster.

Money!

I can't lose.

Money, up here!

Hey, Doc, what's going on?

Stand by. I'll park over there.

Yeah, all right.

Hey, right on time.

Fine, all right.

I haven't seen one of those in 30 years.

Sorry. Excuse me, sorry.

Hey, I'm walking here. I'm walking here.

What the hell?

I've trained...

Two of them?

I left them in a suspended animation kennel.

Einstein never knew I was gone.

Marty!

What in the name of Sir Isaac H. Newton happened here?

Oh, yeah, Doc, listen. My kid showed up.

All hell broke loose.

Your kid?

Great!

Got to sleep and do so.

I was afraid of this.

Because I used it on Jennifer,

there wasn't enough power left to knock your son out for a full hour.

Damn!

Well, Doc, Doc, Doc, look at this.

It's changing.

I was afraid!

Yes. Yes, of course.

Because this hoverboard incident has now occurred, Grif now goes to jail.

Therefore, your son won't go with him tonight,

and that robbery will never take place.

Thus, history, future history, has now been altered, and this is the proof.

Marty, we've succeeded not exactly as I planned, but no matter.

Let's go get Jennifer and go home.

Hi, honey. Hi, buddy.

What's this?

It's a souvenir.

Fifty years of sports statistics.

Hardly recreational reading material, Marty.

Well, hey, Doc, and what's the harm in bringing back a little info on the future?

Well, maybe we could replace a couple bets.

Marty!

I did invent the time machine for financial gain.

The intent here is to gain a clear perception of humanity.

Where we've been, where we're going, the pitfalls

and the possibilities, the perils and the promise.

Perhaps even an answer to that universal question.

Why?

Hey, Doc, I'm all for that.

What's wrong with making a few bucks on the side?

I am going to put this in the trash!

Great Scott!

McFly, Jennifer Jane Parker,

3793 Oakhurst Street, Hilldale, age 47.

47? That's a hell of a good face, Blair.

What the hell are they doing, Doc?

They used her thumbprint to assess her I.D.

Since her thumbprint never changes over the years,

they simply assume she's the Jennifer of the future.

Well, we've got to stop them.

What are we going to say?

There were time travelers.

They have us committed.

She's clean. That means we take her home.

Home to Hilldale.

It'll be dark by the time we get out of here.

They're taking her home to your future home.

We'll arrive shortly thereafter,

get her out of there and go back to 1985.

You mean I'm going to see where I live?

I've never seen myself as an old man.

No, no, no, Marty. That could result in a-- Great Scott!

Jennifer could conceivably encounter her future self.

The consequences of that could be disastrous.

Doc, what do you mean?

I foresee two possibilities.

One, coming face-to-face with herself 30 years older

would put her into shock and she'd simply pass out.

Or two, the encounter could create a time paradox,

the results of which could cause a chain reaction

that would unravel the very fabric of the space-time continuum

and destroy the entire universe.

Granted, that's a worst-case scenario,

but the structure might in fact be very localized, limited to merely our own galaxy.

Well, that's a relief.

Let's go.

I sure hope he finds Jennifer before she finds herself.

The Skyways Jam is going to take us forever to get there.

And this stays here.

I didn't invent the time machine to win at gambling.

I invented the time machine to travel through time.

I know. I know, Doc.

So, Doc Brown invented a time machine.

So, Doc Brown invented a time machine.

Hilldale.

Nothing but a breeding ground for tranqs, lobos, and zipheads.

Yeah, they ought to tear this whole place down.

Welcome home, Jennifer.

You all right?

You got a little tranqed, but I think you can walk.

Ma'am, you should reprogram. It's dangerous to enter without lights on.

Lights on?

Yes. Now, look.

Just take it easy and you'll be fine.

And be careful in the future.

The future?

Have a nice day, Mrs. McFly.

Broadcasting beautiful views 24 hours a day.

You're tuned to the Scenery Channel.

I'm in the future.

I get married in the Chapel of Love?

Mom? Mom, is that you?

I gotta get out of here.

Mom? Mom, is that you?

Grandma Lorraine!

Sweetheart!

Hi!

What happened to Grandpa?

Oh, he threw his back out again.

How's granddad's little pumpkin?

How did you do that? How did he do that?

Oh, out on the golf course.

Are you folks home yet?

I brought pizza for everyone.

Oh, who's gonna eat all that?

Oh, I will.

Damn this traffic!

Jennifer, that is old Jennifer.

Usually gets home around now. I hope we're not too late.

What is it? What's the matter, Doc?

I thought I saw a taxi in my rear display.

I thought it was following us.

Weird.

I can't believe this window's still broken.

Well, when the scene screen repairman called

Daddy a chicken, Daddy threw him out of the house.

Now he can't get anybody to fix it.

Oh, look how worn out this is.

Your father's biggest problem, Marlene, is that he

loses all self-control when someone calls him chicken.

How many times have we heard it, George?

Mom, I can't let him think I'm chicken.

Don't think I'm chicken.

You're right.

Well, you're right.

About 30 years ago, your father tried to prove he wasn't chicken

and he ended up in an automobile accident.

Oh, you mean with the Rolls Royce?

Automobile accident.

All right, honey, let's find Jennifer.

I don't believe it.

I live in Hilldale.

This is great.

Way to go.

Marty, stay here.

Change clothes.

If I need you, I'll holler.

Oh, come on, Doc.

I want to check on my house.

We can't risk you running into your oldest self.

Come on, honey.

Let's go.

Where's Jack?

Where's Jack?

Hilldale.

This is bitchin'.

174.50.

That'll be 174.50.

It's here.

Now, be careful, old time.

It is a rough neighborhood.

Have a seat.

Right here.

Here it is.

That accident caused a chain reaction

that sent Marty's life straight down the tubes.

If not for that accident, your father's life would have turned out very differently

if the man of Hell's Christ wouldn't have pressed

charges, Marty wouldn't have broken his hand,

and he wouldn't have given up on his music, and he wouldn't

have spent all those years feeling sorry for himself.

Hey, Mom.

Nice pants.

I think the real reason your mother married him was because she felt sorry for him.

Such a sweet girl.

Bar it off.

Okay, I want the channels 18, 24, 63,

109, 87, and the weather channel.

...weather channels bringing you the world's weather 24 hours.

Welcome home, Marty.

Hey, hey, hey.

Dad's home.

That's right.

He's home.

Dad's home.

Lord of the Manor.

Hello, hello.

King of the castle.

Hello.

What the hell is this?

Elysium mode on.

Eh, it's better.

Damn kids.

Hey.

Watch the little TV for me?

No, no, no, no, no.

Watch the little TV for a change.

Hey, pizza.

Oh, all right. Just wait your turn.

What is right?

Can you just shove it in my mouth?

Don't you be a smart ass.

I'll break the atrocity channel.

Hydrate level four, please.

Is it ready?

Here you go.

Oh, boy, oh, boy, Mom.

You sure can't hydrate a pizza.

Now, I'm sorry.

I missed that whole thing.

Al, I'm just worried about Jennifer.

Why isn't she home yet?

I'm not sure where Jennifer is, Mom.

Should have been home hours ago.

I'm having a hard time keeping track.

It's fruit.

First place.

Thank you.

Aren't you and Jennifer getting along?

Oh, yeah, great, Mom.

We're more like a couple of teenagers, you know?

Dad, telephone. It's needles.

Dad, it's for you.

All right, Mom.

Take down the den.

Excuse me.

Attract.

Hello, in here, please.

Hey, Big M.

How's it hanging, McFly?

Hey, needles.

So, did you take a look at that little business proposal of mine?

I don't know, needles.

What are you afraid of?

If this thing works, it'll solve all your financial problems.

And if it doesn't work, needles, I could get fired.

It's illegal.

I mean, what if the JITs is monitoring, huh?

The JITs will never find out.

Oh.

Come on.

Stick your card in the slot and I'll handle it.

Unless you want everyone in the division to think you're chicken.

Nobody calls me chicken needles.

Nobody.

All right.

Prove it.

All right.

All right, needles.

Here's my card.

Scantus, I'm in.

Thanks, McFly.

I'll see you at the plant tomorrow.

Thank you for using AT&T.

McFly!

Fujitsu-san, Konnichiwa!

McFly!

McFly!

I was monitoring that scan you just interfaced.

You are terminated!

Terminated?

No!

No!

It wasn't my fault, sir.

It was needles.

Needles wasn't beyond the whole thing.

And you cooperated.

No, I didn't.

It was a sting operation.

You lose.

I'm setting them up.

Read my facts.

No!

Please, no.

I cannot be fired.

I'm fired.

Ah!

Oh, this is heavy.

What am I going to tell Jennifer?

Jennifer.

Oh, Doc, I'm not going to see you.

Go out the front door.

I'll meet you there.

But it doesn't open.

There's no doorknob.

Pass your thumb to the plane.

What plane?

Birdie!

What does this fax mean?

Oh, Mom, it's a joke.

An office joke.

A joke?

Kind of a joke fax.

Birdie, I heard you yelling.

No, Mom.

Mom, calm down.

I wasn't yelling.

Needles and I were just kind of joking.

Welcome home, Jennifer.

Get out of town.

I'm lucky.

Oh, Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Birdie, Birdie, Birdie, come quick, quick.

She encountered her older self and went into shock.

Just as I predicted.

She'll be fine.

Let's get her back to 1985 and then I'm going to destroy the time machine.

Destroy it?

What about all that stuff about humanity?

Where are we going and why?

It is just as great as this incident proves.

And I was behaving responsibly just to imagine

the danger of the time machine would have

fallen in the wrong hands.

This is my only regret and that I'll never get a chance.

It isn't my favorite historical era.

The old west.

The time traveling is just too dangerous.

Better that I devote myself to studying the other great history of the universe.

Boy, man.

Marty, Einie, brace yourselves for temporal displacement.

Did we make it?

Are we back?

We're back.

Let's put her in the swing.

Then I'll take you home and you can come back in your truck and wake her.

When she awakens here at her own house and

it's dark, you shouldn't be able to convince her that it was all a dream.

Wait a minute.

We're just going to leave her here on the porch?

The disorientation will help convince her that it was all a dream.

How long do you think she's going to be out?

I'm not quite sure.

She received quite a shock.

Could be for a few minutes.

Most probably a couple of hours.

You better bring some smelly socks back with you.

You're the doc, doc.

All right.

Let's go, Einie.

Don't worry.

She'll be fine.

I remember bars being on these windows.

If you need me, I'll be back at my lab, dismantling this thing.

Right.

What the hell?

Hey, wait a minute.

What are you doing in my room?

Wait a minute.

What are you doing in here with my daughter?

Hey, listen.

I'm just in the wrong house.

You got that right, you know.

Hey, look.

I made a mistake.

You did it right.

You made a mistake.

Oh, right.

You keep running, sucker.

And you tell that realty company that I ain't selling, you hear?

We ain't going to be terrorized.

You're not going to be a realtor, are you?

This has got to be the wrong year.

1985?

It can't be.

Drop it.

So you're the son of a bitch who's been stealing my newspapers.

Mr. Strickland.

Mr. Strickland.

It's me, sir.

It's Marty.

Who?

Marty McFly.

Marty McFly.

Don't you know me, sir?

From school, sir.

I've never seen you before in my life, but you look to me like a slacker.

Yeah, that's right.

That's right.

I am a slacker.

Don't you remember?

You gave me detention last week.

Last week.

The school burned down six years ago.

Now you got exactly three seconds to get off my porch with your nuts intact.

One.

Oh, please, Mr. Strickland.

I just want to know what the hell's going on here.

Two.

Hey, Strickland.

Eat wet, slackers.

Watch where he's at.

Crazy, drunk, pedestrian, rat.

Crazy, drunk, pedestrian, rat.

Crazy, drunk, pedestrian, rat.

Crazy, drunk, pedestrian, rat.

Crazy, drunk, pedestrian, rat.

Crazy, drunk, pedestrian, rat.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Biff Tannen Museum.

Dedicated to Hill Valley's number one citizen

and America's greatest living folk hero.

The one and only Biff Tannen.

Of course, we've all heard the legend, but who is the man?

Inside, you will learn how Biff Tannen became

one of the richest and most powerful men in America.

Learn the amazing history of the Tannen family.

Starting with his great grandfather, Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen, fastest gun in the west.

See Biff's humble beginnings and how a trip to the racetrack on his 21st birthday made

him a millionaire overnight.

Share in the excitement of a fabulous winning

streak that earned him the nickname, "The Luckiest Man on Earth."

Learn how Biff parlayed that lucky winning streak into the vast empire called Biff Co.

Discover how in 1979, Biff successfully lobbied

to legalize gambling and turned Hill Valley's

dilapidated courthouse into a beautiful casino hotel.

I just want to say one thing.

God bless America.

Meet the women who shared in his passion as he searched for true love and relive Biff's

happiest moment as in 1973, he realized his

lifelong romantic dream by marrying his high

school sweetheart, Lorraine "Bains" McFly.

Third time's the charm.

No!

No!

Hey, come with us upstairs.

Sonny, we can do this the easy way or the hard way.

The easy way.

Mom?

Mom, is that you?

Just relax, Marty.

You've been asleep for almost two hours.

Oh, I had a horrible nightmare.

It was terrible.

Well, you're safe and sound now.

Back on the good old 27th floor.

27th floor?

Mom?

Mom, that can't be you.

Yes, it's me, Marty.

Are you all right?

I'm fine, I'm fine.

It's just that you're so, you're so big.

Everything's going to be fine, Marty.

Are you hungry?

I can call room service.

Room service?

Lorraine!

Oh my god, it's your father.

My father?

You're supposed to be at Switzerland, you little son of a bitch.

My father?

Did you get kicked out of another boarding school?

Damn it, Lorraine, do you know how much perfectly good dough

I've blown on this no good kid of yours, huh?

On all three of them?

What the hell do you care?

We can afford it.

The least we can do with all that money is provide a better life for our children.

Oh, hold on one second.

Let's get this straight.

Marty is your kid, not mine.

And all the money in the world wouldn't do jack shit.

Well, that way's equal.

Stop it, Biff.

Just stop it.

Look at him.

He's a butt head just like his old man was.

Don't you dare speak that way about George.

You're not even half the man he was.

You son of a bitch!

Always the little hot head, huh?

You want to take a poke at me?

Damn it, Biff.

That's it.

I'm leaving.

Oh, so go ahead.

But think about this, Lorraine.

Who's going to pay for all your clothes, huh?

And your jewelry?

And your liquor?

Who's going to pay for your cosmetic surgery, Lorraine?

You were the one who wanted me to get these things.

If you want them back, you're going to have them.

Look, Lorraine.

You walk out that door, and I won't only cut off you.

I'll cut off your kids.

You wouldn't.

Oh, wouldn't I?

First your daughter Linda.

I'll cancel all her credit cards.

She could settle a debt with the bank all by herself.

Your idiot son Dave?

I'll get his probation revoked.

And as for Marty, well, maybe you'd

like to have all three of your kids behind bars,

just like your brother Joey.

One big happy jailbird family.

All right, Biff.

You win.

I'll stay.

As for you, I'll be back up here in an hour.

So you better not be.

He was right, and I was wrong.

Mom.

Mom, what are you saying?

You're actually defending him.

I had it coming.

He's my husband, and he takes care of all of us.

And he deserves our respect.

Respect?

Your husband?

How could he be your husband?

How could you leave dad for him?

Leave dad?

Marty, are you feeling all right?

No.

No, I'm not feeling all right.

I don't understand one damn thing that's going on around here

and why nobody can give me a simple, straight answer.

Oh, they must have hit you over the head hard this time.

Mom, I just want to know one thing.

Where's my father?

Where's George McFly?

Marty, George, your father is in the same place he's been for the past 12 years.

Oak Park Cemetery.

♪♪

♪♪

No.

No.

This can't be happening.

March 15, 1973.

No.

Oh, please, God, no.

No, please, God.

Please, God, no.

This can't be happening.

This can't be happening.

This can't be.

I'm afraid it is happening, Marty, all of it.

Doc.

When I learned about your father,

I figured you'd come here.

And you know what happened to him?

You know what happened?

March 15, 1973.

Yes, Marty, I know.

I went to the public library to try to make sense out of all the madness.

The place was boarded up, shut down,

so I broke in and borrowed some newspapers.

I don't get it, Doc.

I mean, how can all this be happening?

It's like we're in hell or something.

No, it's Hill Valley, although I can't imagine hell being much worse.

Oh, ain't he? I'm sorry, boy.

The lab is an awful, awful, awful, awful mess.

Attaboy.

Obviously, the time continuum has been disrupted,

creating this new temporal event sequence resulting in this alternate reality.

English, Doc.

Here, here, here.

Let me illustrate.

Imagine that this line represents time in the present 1985, the future and the past.

Prior to this point in time, somewhere in the

past, the timeline skewed into this tangent,

creating an alternate 1985,

alternate to you, me, and Einstein,

but reality for everyone else.

Recognize this?

It's the bag the sports book came in.

I know, because a receipt was still inside.

I found them in a time machine along with this.

It's the top of Biff's cane.

I mean, all Biff from the future.

Correct.

It was in the time machine because Biff was in the time machine

with the sports almanac.

Holy shit.

You see, while we were in the future,

Biff got the sports book, stole the time machine, went back in time,

and gave the book to himself at some point in the past.

Look, it says right here

that Biff made his first million betting on a horse race in 1958.

He wasn't just lucky.

He knew because he had all the race results

in the sports almanac.

That's how he made his entire fortune.

Look at this pocket with a magnifying glass.

The almanac.

Son of a bitch stole my idea.

He must have been listening when I... It's my fault.

The whole thing is my fault.

If I hadn't bought that damn book,

none of this would have ever happened.

Well, that's all in the past.

You mean the future.

Whatever. It demonstrates precisely

how time travel can be misused

and why the time machine must be destroyed

after we straighten all of this out.

Right, so we go back to the future

and we stop Biff from stealing the time machine.

We can't because if we travel into the future from this

point in time, it will be the future of this reality

in which Biff is corrupt and powerful

and married to your mother, Bally and Rich.

This has happened to me.

No.

Our only chance to repair the present

is in the past at the point where the timeline skewed into this tangent.

In order to put the universe back as we remember it

and get back to our reality,

we have to find out the exact date and the

specific circumstances of how, where, and when

young Biff got his hands on that sports hallmark.

I'll ask him.

Bulletproof Fest!

Frank Flink!

Frank friggin' Flink!

The guy is brilliant.

And what the hell's he doing?

What the hell are you doing in here?

Party's over, Biff.

Sorry, ladies.

How'd you get past my security downstairs?

It's a little matter we need to talk about.

Yeah, money, right? Well, forget it.

No, no, no, no, no.

Grays, sports, almanac.

You heard him, girls.

Party's over.

Start talking, Ken.

What else do you know about that book?

First you tell me how you got it.

How, where, and how.

How, where, and how.

How, where, and when.

All right.

Take a seat.

Sit down!

November 12, 1955. That was when?

November 12, 1955?

That was the date I went back...

That was the date of the famous Hill Valley lightning storm.

You know your history?

Very good.

I'll never forget that Saturday.

I just picked my car up from the shop

'cause I'd rolled it in a drag race a few days earlier.

I thought you crashed into a manure truck.

How do you know about that?

My father told me about it.

Your father?

Before he died.

Oh, yeah, right.

So there I was, minding my own business.

This crazy old codger with a cane shows up.

He says he's my distant relative.

I don't see any resemblance.

So he says, "How would you like to be rich?

" So I say, "Sure.

" So he lays this book on me.

He says, "This book will tell me the outcome

of every sporting event till the end of the century.

All I have to do is bet on the winner, and I'll never lose.

" So I say, "What's the catch?

" He says, "No catch. Just keep it a secret.

" After that, he disappeared.

I never saw him again.

[door opens]

Oh, and he told me one more thing.

He said someday a crazy wild-eyed scientist

or a kid may show up asking about that book.

And if that ever happens... [chuckles] Funny.

I never thought it would be you.

Yeah, well, Biff, you're forgetting one thing.

What the hell is that?

You're dead, you little son of a bitch!

[shouting]

[dramatic music]

[shouting]

[shouting]

[shouting]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music] Go ahead, kid!

Jump!

The suicide will be nice and neat.

What have I done?

Lead poisoning.

What about the police, Biff?

They're gonna match up the bullet with that gun!

Dad, I own the police!

Besides, they couldn't match up the bullet that killed your old man!

You son of a...

I suppose it's poetic justice.

Two McFlies with the same gun!

Idiot.

What the hell?

Nice shot, Doc!

You're not gonna believe this!

We gotta go back to 1955!

I don't believe it!

That's right, Doctor. Remember to go off to 1955.

Unbelievable that old Biff could have chosen that particular date.

It could mean that that point in time

inherently contains some sort of cosmic significance,

almost as if it were the temporal junction point of the entire space-time continuum!

On the other hand, it could just be an amazing coincidence.

Damn! Gotta fix that thing.

All right, time circuit's on.

What do you mean, time circuit's on?

Doc, we're not going back now!

Yep.

Doc, what about Jennifer? What about Einstein?

We can't just leave him here.

Don't worry, Marty. Assuming we succeed in our mission,

this alternate 1985 will be changed back into the real 1985,

instantaneously transforming around Jennifer and Einie.

Jennifer and Einie will be fine.

They will have absolutely no memory of this horrible place.

Doc, what if we don't succeed?

We must succeed.

(dramatic music)

Oh, this is heavy, Doc.

I mean, it's like I was just here yesterday.

You were here yesterday, Marty. You were!

Amazing, isn't it?

All right. Sunrise should be in about 22 minutes.

You go into town, track down young Biff, and hail him.

Sometime today, old Biff will show up to give young Biff the almanac.

Above all, you must not interfere with that event.

We must let old Biff believe he succeeded

so that he'll leave 1955 and bring the DeLorean back to the future.

Right.

Once old Biff is gone, grab the almanac any way that you can.

Remember, both of our futures depend on this.

You'll have to remind me of that, Doc.

Here's some binoculars and a walkie-talkie so we can keep in contact.

I'll stay here and try to repair the short and the time circuit.

That way we don't risk anyone else stealing the time machine,

and I won't risk accidentally running into my other self.

The other self?

Yes.

There are now two of me here, and there are two of you here.

The other me is a doctor on the ground from 1955.

The other me helps the other you get back to 1985.

Remember the lightning bolt at the clock tower?

Yeah.

That event doesn't happen until tonight,

so you must be very careful not to run into your other self.

Let me give you some money.

You have to be prepared for all monetary possibilities.

Get yourself some '50s clothes.

Check, Doc.

Something inconspicuous!

Doc, come in, Doc. This is Marty. Over.

Roger, Marty. This is Doc. Are you there?

Yeah, Doc. I'm at the address.

He's the only Tannen in the book, but I don't think this is Biff's house.

It looks like some old lady lives here.

Biff! Biff!

Where are you going, Biff?

I'm going to get my car, Grandma!

When are you coming back?

My beater ain't no-watching her at my house tomorrow.

Shut up, you old bag.

Give us our phone!

Give us our phone!

Give us our phone!

Give us our phone!

Give us our phone!

Is this your phone?

Is this your phone? You want it back?

Yeah!

Go get it!

[Laughing]

Doc, it is Biff's house. I'm on him.

Over.

♪ Mr.

Sandman ♪ ♪ Bring me a dream ♪

♪ Make her complexion ♪

♪ Like creatures in dreams ♪

♪ Give her two lips ♪

Looking good, Terry.

Hey, Biff, she's all fixed up just like you, but I couldn't get her started!

You got some kind of kill switch on this thing?

You just gotta have the right touch.

I'm gonna start this car, Biff.

The bill comes at $302... 300 bucks!

300 bucks for a couple of dents?

No, hey, that's bullshit, Terry.

No, Biff, it was horseshit. The whole car was full.

They had to pay Old Man Jones 80 bucks for hauling away.

Old Man Jones probably resold it too.

Now, I ought to get something for that.

You want to get something for it?

Well, call inside. You can call Old Man Jones.

It's 300 bucks, Terry!

If I catch the guy that caused this,

I'll break his neck.

The manure?

I remember that.

(bell ringing)

(bell ringing)

Four cans of Babylin's family.

Four cans for a $300 job?

I can't even have lunch in this shop!

You get a case of oil out of you for a 300-buck job.

It smells good. Thanks.

You're out of my way, Terry.

Never gonna go away, Biff. Never gonna go away.

Okay? So thanks a lot.

Last time.

(sobbing)

(sobbing)

Oh!

It's over, Vicki Lorraine.

Oh, look at you. You're gonna look so good!

(car door slams)

Well, look at what we have here.

Hey, nice dress, Lorraine.

Although, I think you'd look better wearing nothing at all.

Biff, why don't you take a long walk off a short pier?

Hey, listen, Lorraine.

There's that dance at school tonight, right?

Now that my car's all fixed, I figure I'd cut you a break and give you the honor

of going with the best-looking guy in school.

Yeah, well, I'm busy.

Yeah, doing what?

Washing my hair.

Aw, that's about as funny as a screen door on a battleship.

Screen door on a submarine, you dork.

Look, Biff, somebody already asked me to the dance.

Who? That bug George McFly?

I'm going with Calvin Klein, okay?

Calvin Klein? No, it's not okay.

You're going with me, understand?

Get your cooties off of me!

When are you gonna get it through your thick skull, Lorraine?

You're my girl.

Biff Dannen, I wouldn't be your girl even if you had a million dollars.

Aw!

Yes, you will!

It's you and me, Lorraine!

George McFly, it's meant to be!

I'm gonna marry you someday, Lorraine!

Someday you'll be my wife!

You always did have a way with women.

Get the hell out of my car, old man!

You want to marry that girl, Biff?

I can help make it happen.

Oh, yeah, who are you, Miss Lonely Hearts?

Just get in the car, butthead.

Who do you call a butthead, butthead?

How do you know how to do that?

Nobody can start this car but me.

Just get in the car, Dannen.

Today's your lucky day.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey, what were you driving on, man?

I'll go get this car, I'll kill you!

This cost me 300 bucks!

Would you shut up about the car?

Hey, and another thing, how do you know where I live?

Let's just say we're related, Biff.

And that being the case, I got a little present for you.

Something that'll make you rich.

You want to be rich, don't you?

Oh, yeah, sure, right. That's rich.

You're gonna make me rich?

You see, this book, this book tells the future.

Tells the results of every major sports event till the end of the century.

Football, baseball, horse races, boxing.

The information in here is worth millions, and I'm giving it to you.

Well, that's very nice. Thank you very much.

Now, why don't you make like a tree and get out of here?

It's leave, you idiot!

Make like a tree and leave!

You sound like a damn fool when you say it wrong!

All right, then, leave!

And take your book with you!

Don't you get it?

You could make a fortune with this book.

Let me show you.

The yard line, UCLA trails 17 to 16.

It's 4th and 11 with only 18 seconds left in this game.

I'd say it's all over for UCLA.

Bet you a million bucks UCLA wins it 19 to 17.

What are you deaf, old man?

He just said it was over. You lost!

Oh, yeah?

Here comes Decker with a kick. It's up.

It looks good, folks. It looks very good.

Field goal. UCLA wins 19 to 17.

Listen to this.

All right, Pops, what's the gag?

How did you know what the score was going to be?

I told you, it's in this book.

All you got to do is bet on the winner and you'll never lose.

All right, I'll take a look at it.

You damn fool!

Never, never leave this book laying around.

Don't you have a safe?

No, you don't have a safe.

Get a safe. Keep it locked up.

And until then, keep it on you like this.

Hey, what are you doing?

Don't tell anybody about it either.

Oh, and there's one more thing.

One day, a kid or a crazy wild-eyed old man who claims to

be a scientist is going to come around asking about this.

♪♪

♪♪

[Breathing heavily] I'm trapped.

Doc.

Doc, come in, Doc.

Marty, what's the report?

This gun.

He's got the book, "The Old Man's Gun," too.

I'm locked in Biff's garage.

I've got to fly the DeLorean over here.

Get me the hell out of here.

The address is 1809 Mason Street.

I can't take the DeLorean out in the daylight.

But don't worry, Marty. Somehow, I'll get over there.

Oh, Doc, wait a minute, Doc.

Hey, Doc.

Doc!

Perfect.

Sam! Sam!

Where are you going now?

I told you, Grandma, I'll go to the dance.

Dance?

No, I'll get home when I get home.

[Indistinct shouting]

♪♪

[Tires screech]

[Tires screech]

[Tires screech] Marty!

Marty!

Marty!

Marty! Marty!

Damn!

Where is that kid?

♪ Papa loves mambo ♪

♪ Papa loves mambo ♪

♪ Papa loves mambo ♪

♪ Papa loves mambo ♪ Doc!

Doc, come in. Come in, Doc.

Marty! Marty! Come in.

Doc!

Marty.

Oh, my.

Great.

God.

Oh.

[Doorbell rings]

[Doorbell rings] Oh, my God.

♪ Papa loves mambo ♪

♪ Papa loves mambo ♪

♪ Papa loves mambo ♪

♪ Papa loves mambo ♪

Doc, Doc, come in.

Marty, what happened to you?

I went to Biff's house and you weren't there.

He must have just missed me.

I'm in the back of Biff's car.

He's on his way to the attack.

I don't know if he's seen dance.

Biff's dashboard.

I'll be there as soon as we get to the school.

Marty, you must be extremely careful not to run into your other self.

My other self?

Yes!

Remember, your mother is at that exact same dance with you.

Yeah.

Right.

This could get heavy, Doc.

Heavy, heavy.

Marty, whatever happens, you must not let your other self see you.

The consequences could be disastrous.

Excuse me, sir.

Yes, you with a hat?

Who, me?

Yes.

First of all, hand me a 5/8 inch wrench out of that toolbox.

5/8?

Uh, don't you mean 3/4?

Why, you're right.

I presume you're conducting some sort of weather experiment.

That's right.

How did you know that?

Oh, I happen to have had a little experience in this area.

Yes.

Well, I'm hoping to see some lightning tonight,

although the weatherman says there's not going to be any rain.

Well, this will be plenty of rain, all right.

Winds, thunder, lightning.

It's going to be one hell of a storm.

Well, thanks.

Nice talking to you.

Maybe we'll bump into each other sometime again in the future.

Or in the past.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Doc, Doc, come in.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING] Wait.

Where's that punk Calvin Klein?

How am I supposed to know?

If I ain't a secretary-- Well, go find him.

He costs $300 damage to my car, and I owe him a knuckle sandwich.

Keep going.

[INAUDIBLE]

Thanks for coming.

[INAUDIBLE]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Well, well, well, Mr. Tannen.

How nice to see you here.

Why, Mr. Strickland, it's nice to see you, sir.

Is that liquor I smell, Tannen?

I wouldn't know.

I don't know what liquor smells like, because I'm too young to drink it.

I see.

And what have we here?

Sports statistics, interesting subject.

Homework, Tannen?

No, it ain't homework, because I ain't at home.

You've got a real attitude problem.

You know that, Tannen?

Just watch it.

Because one day, I'll have you right where I want you in detention.

Slacker.

Jesus.

[INAUDIBLE]

You're beginning to sound just like my mother.

Yeah, right.

When I have kids, I'm going to let them do anything they want, anything at all.

Yeah, I'd like to have that in writing.

Yeah, me too.

[INAUDIBLE]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[FOOTSTEPS] Yes.

No.

Ooh, la la.

Ooh, la la.

Ooh, la la.

[PANTING] Doc.

Doc.

Hey, you.

Doc, damn it.

Come in.

Marty, what's up?

Doc.

Doc, I'm in trouble.

I blew it.

Where's the book?

I don't biff.

I still have it with him.

All I got is the damn cover.

And where's Biff?

You're asking for it.

I don't know.

Don't you have any idea where he is?

No, I mean, he could be anywhere by now.

Marty, the entire future depends on you finding Biff and getting that book back.

No, I just don't know where-- Stop it, Biff.

You'll break his arm.

Stop it.

Of course.

I got to go.

I got one chance.

My old man's about to deck Biff.

[MUSIC PLAYING] [THUD] Yes.

[PANTING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Talk about deja vu.

Are you OK?

OK, everybody.

Let's back up now, huh?

Let's back up.

Let's everybody just back up.

We'll give them a little bit of room, OK?

A little bit of air.

It's OK.

I know CPR.

I know CPR.

Hey.

What's CPR?

You.

It's fine.

Hey, did you just take his wallet?

He just took that guy's wallet.

Duck, success.

I got it.

Thank goodness.

Great, Marty.

As soon as I reload the fusion generator,

I'll meet you on the roof of the high school gym.

On the roof.

10-4.

Hey, it's him.

Hey, he's in disguise.

Guys, what's that?

[GRUNTING] Come on.

Get up.

Damn.

[SCREAMING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

(SINGING) Oh, angel, please be mine.

My darling dear, love you for all time.

I'm just a fool, a fool in love with you.

[MUSIC PLAYING] All right.

Let's do another one.

Where did he go?

Come on, man.

He just came in here.

Look, how'd he get up on stage?

I don't know.

But when he gets down, we're going to nail him.

How the hell?

He changes clothes so fast.

It's normally where I come from.

All right, guys.

Now, listen.

This is a blues riff from V. Watch me for the changes and try to keep up, OK?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Doc, Doc, come in.

Marty, come in.

Listen, this guy chased me into the gym, and they're going to jump.

Me.

Then get out of there.

No, Doc, not me.

The other me, the one that's up on stage playing Johnny B. Goode.

Great Scott, your other self will miss the lightning bolt with a clock tower.

You won't get back to the future, and we'll have a major paradox.

Wait, wait.

A paradox?

You mean one of those things that can destroy the universe?

Precisely.

Marty, you have to stop those guys at all costs

while without being seen by your other self or your parents.

Game four.

What the hell?

Where is he?

Who?

Calvin Klein.

Who?

The guy with the hat.

Where is he?

Oh, he went that way.

I think he took your wallet.

I think he took his wallet.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Go, Johnny, go, go, go.

Johnny B. Goode.

♪♪♪

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Doc, is everything all right? Over.

Yes, well, Marty, when it's very miserable flying,

whether much is too turbulent to make a landing from this direction,

I'll have to circle around and make a long approach from the south.

Have you got the book?

In my hand, Doc! I got it in my hand!

Turn it!

Check!

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Doc! The newspaper changed! Doc, my father's so high!

That means everything's back to normal, right?

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Mission accomplished.

That means Santa Fe's OK, '90's OK, right?

That's right, Marty!

It's the ripple effect! The future is back!

Now let's go home!

Right, Doc! Let's get our asses back to the future!

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Doc! Are you OK?

I was a close one, Marty.

I almost bought the farm.

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Well, be careful!

You don't want to get struck by lightning!

♪♪♪ Doc!

Doc?

Doc, come in, Doc.

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Doc, do you read me?

Do you read me, Doc? Come in.

Doc!

♪♪♪ Oh, no.

♪♪♪ He's gone.

♪♪♪ The Doc's gone.

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Mr. McFly!

Huh?

Is your name Marty McFly?

♪♪♪ Yeah?

I've got something for you.

A letter.

A letter for me?

That's impossible!

Who the hell are you?

Western Union.

Actually, a bunch of us at the office were kind of hoping

maybe you could shed some light on a subject.

See, we've had that envelope in our possession for the past 70 years.

It was given to us with the explicit instructions

that it be delivered to a young man with your description,

answering to the name of Marty at this exact vocation

at this exact minute, November 12, 1955.

We had a little bet going as to whether this Marty would actually be here.

Looks like I lost.

Did you say 70 years?

Yeah, 70 years, two months, uh, 12 days to be exact.

Here, sign on line 6, please.

Here you are.

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It's from the Doc!

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Here, Marty, if my calculations are correct, you will receive this letter immediately

after you saw the DeLorean struck by lightning.

First let me assure you that I'm alive and well.

I've been living happily these past eight months in the year 1885.

The lightning bolt... 1885!

September, 1885!

Wait a minute! What's this all about?

He's alive!

The Doc's alive!

He's in the Old West, but he's alive!

Never did! You all right?

Do you need any help?

There's only one man who can help me.

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I think you woke up to the dead with that blast!

Take this camera! I'm gonna document everything!

This reminds me of the time I attempted to reach the center of the Earth.

I've been reading my favorite author, Jules Verne.

I spent weeks preparing that expedition I didn't even get this far.

Of course, I was only 12 at the time.

You know, I was writing to Jules Verne that had a profound effect on my life.

It was when I was 11 that I first read 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea.

It was then that I realized that I must devote my life to science.

Doc, check it out. Look at this.

My initials! Just so I can journey to the center of the Earth.

That means the time machine must be right through this wall!

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It's been buried here for 70 years, two months, and 13 days!

It's down there!

As you can see, the lightning bolt shorted out the time circuit control microchip.

The attached schematic diagram will allow you to

build a replacement unit with 1955 components,

thus restoring the time machine to perfect working order.

Unbelievable that this little piece of junk could be such a big problem.

No wonder this circuit failed. It says "Made in Japan.

" What do you mean, Doc? All the best stuff is made in Japan.

Unbelievable.

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You know, when I was a kid, I always wanted to be a cowboy.

And now knowing I'm gonna spend my future in the past,

it sounds like a wonderful way to spend my retirement years.

It just occurred to me, Marty, since I end up

in 1885, perhaps I'm now in the history books.

I wonder, could I go to the library and look

myself up in the old newspaper archives?

I don't know, Doc. You're the one that's always saying, you know,

it's not good to know too much about your own destiny.

You're right, Marty. I know too much already.

Better that I not attempt to uncover the circumstances of my own future.

Copernicus! Come on, boy!

I'll get him, Doc.

Copernicus!

Copernicus, come on, let's go home, boy.

What's wrong?

What's wrong, Copernicus? Come on.

Come on, let's go home. Come on.

Doc! Doc! Come here, quick!

What's wrong, Marty? You look like you've seen a ghost.

You're not far off, Doc.

Great Scott!

Check this out. Died September 7th, 1885.

That's one week after he wrote the letter.

Erected in eternal memory by his beloved Clara.

Who the hell is Clara?

Marty, please, don't stand there!

Oh, right. Sorry. I gotta get another picture.

Shot in the back by Buford Tannen over a matter of $80.

What kind of a future do you call that?

Buford Tannen was a notorious gunman whose short temper and a tendency to drool

earned him the nickname "Mad Dog.

" He was quick on the trigger and bragged that he had killed 12 men,

not including Indians or Chinamen.

Doesn't mention me! Am I one of the 12?

Just a minute. However, this claim cannot be

substantiated since precise records were not kept

after Tannen shot a newspaper editor who

printed an unfavorable story about him in 1884.

That's why we can't find anything.

Look.

William McFlyer family. Your relatives?

My great-grandfather's name was William.

That's him. Good-looking guy.

And flies. But no browns.

Well, maybe it was a mistake, Doc. Maybe that grave wasn't yours.

It could have been another Emmett Brown back in 1885.

No.

Do you have any relatives here back then?

The Browns didn't come to Hill Valley until 1908, and then they were the Von Bronze.

My father changed our name during the First World War.

Doc, look.

Great Scott. It's me.

And it is true. All of it.

It is me who goes back there and gets shot.

It's not going to happen, Doc.

After you fix the time circuits and put new tires on the DeLorean,

I'm going back to 1885 and I'm bringing you home.

The clothes sit?

Yeah, everything except the boots, Doc. They're kind of tight.

I don't know. Are you sure this stuff is authentic?

Of course! Haven't you ever seen a Western?

Yeah, I have, Doc.

And Clint Eastwood never wore anything like this.

Can't who?

That's right. You haven't heard of him yet.

Marty, you have to wear the boots.

You can't wear those futuristic things back in 1885.

You shouldn't even be wearing them here in 1955.

All right, Doc. Look, as soon as I get there, I'll put them on. I promise.

Okay. I think we're about ready.

I put gas in the tank, the future clothes are packed.

Just the case, fresh batteries for your walkie-talkies.

Oh, what about that floating device?

-Overboard. -All right.

You know, Doc, it's going to be a hell of a long walk back to Hill Valley from here.

Still the safest plan.

After all, we can't risk sending you back into a

populated area or to a spot that's geographically unknown.

You don't want to crash into some tree that once existed in the past.

This is all a completely open country.

So you'll have plenty of run-out space when you arrive.

Remember where you're going, there are no roads.

And there's a small cave over there which will

be a perfect place to hide a time vehicle.

Well, the new time circuit control tubes are warmed up.

Time circuit's on.

I wrote the letter on September 1st, so we'll

send you back the very next day, September 2nd.

That's a Wednesday, September 2nd, 1885, 8 a.m.

I get shot on Monday, the 7th, so you have five days to locate me.

According to my letter, I'm a blacksmith, so I probably have a shop somewhere.

All you have to do is drive the time vehicle directly

toward that screen, accelerate it 88 miles an hour.

Wait a minute, Doc.

If I drive straight towards the screen, I'm going to crash into those Indians.

Marty, you're not thinking fourth dimensionally.

They'll instantly be transported to 1885, and those Indians won't even be there.

Right.

Well, good luck for both of our sakes.

See you in the future.

You mean the past?

Exactly.

Happy trail, Marty!

Ready, Marty!

Ready!

Cut!

Hi-yo, Silver.

Way out to the yard!

Indian!

Whoa!

Ahh!

The cave!

Whoa!

Charge!

Shit, the cavalry!

Damn!

Damn, I ripped the fuel line.

Ahh!

Ahh!

Ahh!

Muggy, fetch some water. We got a hard smile on here.

Mom? Mom, is that you?

You're there now. You've been asleep for nearly six hours now.

I had this horrible nightmare.

I dreamed I was... I dreamed I was in a Western.

I was being chased by all these Indians...

and a bear.

Well, you're safe and sound here and now at the McFly farm.

McFly farm?

Ahh!

Well, you're my... you're my... my... Who are you?

The name's McFly. Maggie McFly.

McFly?

Maggie!

And that's Mrs. McFly. And don't you be forgetting the Mrs.

And what might your name be, sir?

Well, it's... Eastwood?

Ah, Clint... Clint Eastwood?

Well, you hit your head, Mr. Eastwood.

Not too serious, but lucky for you, Seamus found you when he did.

Seamus?

Me husband.

You'll be excusing me, Mr. Eastwood, while I tend to William.

William?

Oh, it's okay, Will. It's okay.

That's William?

Why, William Seamus McFly, the first of our family to be born in America.

Oh, that's okay, Will.

This here is Mr. Clint Eastwood here visiting.

He certainly likes you, Mr. Eastwood.

Maggie!

I've got supper.

I'm not one to pry into a man's personal affairs, but...

exactly how is it that you came to be way out here without a horse?

Or boots? Or a hat?

Well, my horse broke down...

and a bear ate my boots, and I guess I just forgot my hat.

How could you forget a thing like your hat?

Would you like some water?

Uh, yeah.

I'll tell you what I'll do, Mr. Eastwood.

I'll help you find your blacksmith friend.

You can stay the night in the barn.

And tomorrow, I'll take you as far as the railroad tracks.

You can follow him straight on into town.

I'll even give you a hat.

That's great. Thanks.

Ah!

What are you wearing? What are you wearing?

What are you wearing?

Oh!

Yes.

I think you'll find the barn comfortable.

Never any complaints about it from the pigs.

Seamus, I'll word with you.

Aye.

Will you hold him for a minute?

Are you sure you're not after bringing a curse on this house taking a man like that?

He's such a strange young man.

Aye, but I've just got a feeling about him, Maggie.

Looking after him's the right thing to do.

That's important.

Look how much Bobby takes to him.

Little Will never takes the strangers.

It's almost as if he's connected to us.

So you're my great-grandfather.

The first McFly born in America.

And you peed on me.

[whistles]

Here's some soap, Frank.

Here you go.

[growls]

Here's some more.

[crying]

[birds chirping]

[yells]

[grunts]

[footsteps approaching]

Take a look and see what just breezed in the door.

Why, I didn't know the circus was in town.

Must've got that shirt off on the dead Chinese.

[laughter]

What'll it be, stranger?

Uh, I'll have, uh, ice water.

Ice?

[laughter] Water.

You want water, you better go dunk your head in the horse trough out there.

[laughter]

In here, we pour whiskey.

Excuse me.

For what?

I'm trying to find the blacksmith.

Hey, McFly!

Thought I done told you never to come in here.

Hey, you unshamed, McFly.

You look like him, though.

Especially with that dog ugly hat.

[laughter]

You kin to that, hey, barber?

What's your name, dude?

Uh, Martin.

Eastwood.

Clint Eastwood.

[laughter]

What kind of stupid name is that?

I'd say he's the run of the litter.

Hey now, boys, would you take a look-see at these pearly whites?

Hell, I ain't seen feet look that straight and weren't store bought.

Take a gander at them moccasins, and what kind of skins is them?

What's that writing mean?

Nikkei, what is that, some sort of engine talk or something?

[laughter] Or a dinner.

I'm looking for that no-good, cheating blacksmith.

You seen him?

No, sir, Mr. Tannen, I have not.

Tannen?

You're Mad Dog Tannen.

Mad Dog?

I hate that name.

I hate it. You hear?

Nobody calls me Mad Dog.

Especially not some duded-up, egg-sucking gutter trash.

Dance!

Come on!

Come on, run!

You can dance better than that!

[laughter]

He's not my son.

Cheerio.

[crash]

You better run, squirrel!

Get him! Get him!

[screams]

[screams]

We got ourselves a new courthouse!

Hot time! We had a haggin'!

Look at all the people haggin' up!

Haven't had a haggin' in a long time!

They'll shoot the fleas off a dodge back at 500 yards, Tannen!

And it's pointed straight at your head!

You owe me money, blacksmith.

How do you figure?

My horse threw a shoe.

And seeing as you was the one that done the

shoe, when I say that makes you responsible.

Well, since you never paid me for that job, I say that makes us even.

Wrong!

See, I was on my horse when he threw the shoe, and I got thrown off.

And that caused me to bust a perfectly good bottle

of fine Kentucky red-eye.

So the way I figure it, blacksmith,

you owe me $5 for the whiskey and $75 for the horse.

That's $80.

Look! If your horse threw a shoe,

bring him back and I'll re-shoe him.

I done shot that horse!

Well, that's your problem, Tannen!

Wrong!

That's yours.

So from now on,

you better be looking behind you when you walk,

'cause one day you're gonna get a bullet in your back.

Marty!

I gave you explicit instructions not to come here,

but to go directly back to 1985.

I know, Doc, but I had to come.

But it's good to see you, Marty.

Marty, you're gonna have to do something about those clothes.

You walk around town dressed like that, you're liable to get shot.

Or hanged.

What idiot dressed you in that outfit?

You did.

Shot in the back by Buford Tannen

over a matter of $80?

September 7th!

That's this Monday!

Now I wish I'd paid him off.

And who's this beloved Clara?

I don't know anyone named Clara.

I don't know, Doc!

I thought maybe she was a girlfriend of yours.

Marty, my involvement in such a social relationship

here in 1885

could result in a disruption of the space-time continuum.

As a scientist,

I can never take that risk.

Certainly not after what we've already been through.

Emmett!

Oh, Emmett!

Hubert!

It's the mayor!

Excuse me, Emmett.

Do you remember last week at the town meeting

when you volunteered to meet the new school teacher at the station when she came in?

Oh, yes, quite so.

Well, we just got word she's coming in tomorrow.

Here are the details for you.

Thanks for all your help.

Anytime, Hubert!

Oh!

Her name's Miss Clayton.

Clara Clayton.

Well, Doc!

Now we know who Clara is!

Marty, it's impossible.

The idea that I can fall in love at first sight

is romantic nonsense.

There's no scientific rationale for that.

Ah, come on, Doc.

It's not science.

You meet the right girl, it just hits you.

It's like lightning.

Marty, please don't say that.

That's the way it was to me and Jennifer.

I mean, we couldn't give our eyes off each other.

God, Jennifer, damn, I hope she's all right, Doc.

I can't believe we just left her there on the porch.

Don't worry, Marty.

She'll be fine.

When you're on the overnight of 1955, the normal timeline was restored.

That means once we're back in 1985, we can walk over the house and wake her up.

Oh, Marty, turn that valve over there.

All the way to the right.

Yeah, put it all the way around.

Okay, let's go.

Ice cream?

No, thanks.

It's a refrigerator.

Well, if I ask Miss Clayton, we'll have to find another transportation.

If I never meet the woman, there's no possibility of a romantic infatuation, right?

You're the doc, Doc.

All right.

Get the Deloitte and get ourselves back to the future.

Oh, listen, Doc, I tore a hole in the gas tank when I was landing,

so we're gonna have to patch it up and get some gas.

You mean we're out of gas?

Yeah, it's no big deal.

We got Mr. Fusion, right?

Mr. Fusion powers the time circuits

and the flux capacitor,

but the internal combustion engine runs on ordinary gasoline.

It always has.

There's not gonna be a gas station around here until some time in the next century.

Without gasoline,

we can't get the DeLorean up to 88 miles per hour.

So what do we do?

Twenty-four!

This is no use, Marty.

Keep the fastest cars for a while.

Won't run more than 35, 20 miles an hour.

Bartender says that's the strongest stuff they got.

Try it, Marty.

Give 'em more gas!

Damn!

It blew the fuel injection manifold.

Strong stuff, all right.

It'll take me a month to rebuild it.

A month?

Doc, you're gonna get shot!

No, I know! I know!

I wish... wait.

I've got it!

We can simply roll it down a steep hill.

No, we never find this world enough service.

Unless, of course, ice.

We'll wait until winter, when the lake freezes over.

Winter? Doc, what are you talking about?

Monday, it's three days away!

All right, all right.

Just let's think this thing through, logically.

We know it won't run under its own power.

We know we can't pull it.

But if we could figure out a way to push it up to 88 miles an hour...

That's it!

How fast can she go?

Well, I've had her up to 55 myself.

I hear that, uh, fearless Frank Berg

goes out one of these up to near 70, I'll say. It's very junky.

Well, you think it's possible to get it up to 90?

Ha! 90!

Carnation, son, who never needs to be in such a hurry.

Oh, it's just a little bit, he and I, huh?

That's all.

Theoretically speaking, could it be done?

Well, I suppose if you had a straight stretch of track with

a level grade, and you weren't hauling no cars behind you,

and if you could get the fire hot enough,

and I'm talking about hotter than the blazes of hell and damnation itself,

then, yes, it might be possible to get her up that fast.

Tell me, when's the next train come through here?

Monday morning at 8 o'clock.

Here!

This spur that runs off the main line three miles out to Clayton Ravine.

It's a long stretch of level track that will still exist in 1985.

This is where we'll push the DeLorean with the locomotive.

Funny, this map calls Clayton Ravine Shonash Ravine.

That must be the only name for it.

It's perfect.

Nice long run that goes clear across the bridge over the ravine.

You know, over near that hill there, the housing development.

Right, Doc, but according to this map, there is no bridge.

Well, Doc, we can scratch that idea.

I mean, we can't wait around a year and a half for this thing to get finished.

Marty, it's perfect.

You're just not thinking fourth dimensionally.

Right, right, I have a real problem with that.

Don't you see? The bridge will exist in 1985.

It's safe and still in use.

Therefore, as long as we get the DeLorean up to 88

miles an hour before we hit the edge of the ravine,

we'll instantaneously arrive at a point in time where the bridge is completed.

We'll have track under us and coast safely across the ravine.

What about the locomotive?

It'll be a spectacular wreck.

Too bad all will be around to see it.

Help me! Help!

It's gone!

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Here! Here!

Hurry!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Oh, thank you, sir. You saved me.

Life.

Emmett Brown at your service, miss.

I'm...

I'm Clayton.

Clara Clayton.

Clara.

What a beautiful name.

May I help you inside with these?

Oh, no. That won't be necessary. I can take care of it.

You've done more than enough already.

But it's really no trouble.

Doc, she says it's fine.

We gotta get going.

Ma'am, good luck with your school teaching and everything.

Clara, I'll straighten everything out.

It's all right.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Clara, I'll straighten everything out with Mr. Statler for the buck boy rental.

Don't you worry about that.

I feel somewhat responsible for what happened.

Well, that would be very gentlemanly of you, Mr. Brown.

Emmett.

You know, I'm almost glad that snake spooked those horses.

Otherwise, we might never have met.

I suppose it was destiny.

Well, thank you for everything.

You're quite welcome.

I will see you again, won't I?

Of course. You'll see lots of me, I'm sure.

I have a shop in town. I'm a local scientist.

A blacksmith.

Science? What sort of science?

Astronomy? Chemistry?

Actually, I'm a student of all sciences.

Hey, Doc.

We gotta get going.

Oh, yes. Well, excuse us, Clara.

We have to get going.

Toodle-oo.

What do you mean you're gonna be seeing lots of her, Doc?

Well, I might see her again just in passing.

Come on, Doc. You see the way she was looking at you?

She did have quite a scare, right?

After all, Miss Clayton almost ended up at the bottom of Clayton Ravine.

Clayton Ravine?

Holy shit! Hey, Doc!

Clayton Ravine was named after a teacher.

They say she fell in there 100 years ago.

100 years ago? That's this year!

Every kid in school knows that story

'cause we all have teachers we like to see fall into the ravine.

Great Scott!

Then she was supposed to go over in that wagon and...

Now I may have seriously altered history.

Look, Doc.

What's the worst that can happen, huh?

So they don't name the ravine after her.

Let's just get to the Lorien ready and get the hell out of here.

I wish I'd never invented that infernal time machine.

It's caused nothing but disaster.

Doc, Doc, this is Marty.

Do you read me? Over.

Check, Marty.

Great, Doc. These things still work.

All right, Marty.

Once more, let's go over the entire plan and layout.

I apologize for the crudity of this model, but I just...

Yeah, no, Doc. It's not to scale.

It's okay, Doc.

All right.

Tomorrow night, Sunday,

we load the Lorien onto the tracks here on the spur

right by the old abandoned silver mine.

The switch track is where the spur runs off the main line

three miles out to Clayton.

Shonash Ravine.

The train leaves the station at eight Monday morning.

We'll stop it here on a couple of cars from the tender,

throw the switch track, and then we'll hijack,

borrow the locomotive, and use it to push the time machine.

According to my calculations, we'll reach 88 miles

per hour just before we hit the edge of the ravine,

at which point we'll be instantaneously transported

back to 1985 and go safely across the completed bridge.

What does this mean?

Point of no return.

That's our fail-safe point.

Up until there, we still have enough time to stop

the locomotive before it plunges into the ravine.

But once we pass this windmill, it's a future or a bust.

Here you go, Marty.

Connect that to the positive terminal.

All right, Marty, you all set?

Yeah, yeah, go.

Painful now, the station.

Coming up the switch track.

Stop that switch track.

Throw the switch.

Pull up to the Lorien.

Pushing the Delorean. Up to 88 miles per hour.

It couldn't be simpler.

Hello?

Emmett?

It's Clara.

Quick, cover the Delorean.

Hello.

Why, hello.

This is quite a surprise.

Well, I hope I'm not disturbing anything.

Oh, no, no, we were just doing a little model railroad.

Emmett, when my bags were thrown from the wagon, my telescope was damaged.

And since you mentioned an interest in science,

I thought you might be able to repair it for me.

I would pay you, of course.

No, no, no.

I wouldn't think of charging you for this.

Well, let's have a look at it.

I think a lens may be out of alignment

because if you move it this way,

the image turns fuzzy, see?

But if you turn it the other way... Everything becomes...

Here.

I can repair it right away and have it for you tonight.

Oh, tonight's the town festival.

I wouldn't dream of having you work on my

telescope during such an important occasion.

You are planning on attending, aren't you?

Well, actually, ma'am, I don't think...

Yes, yes, of course, the festival.

Well, in that case, I'll see you this evening at the festival, am I, Mr. Eastwood?

Ma'am.

Thank you for taking care of my telescope.

You're quite welcome.

It's a nice telescope.

Ladies and gentlemen,

as mayor of Hill Valley, it gives me great pleasure

to dedicate this clock to the people of Hill County.

May it stand for all time.

Tell me when, gentlemen.

Three, two, one...

Now!

Let the festivities begin!

You and I are here to witness this.

It's too bad I didn't bring my camera.

Ready, gentlemen?

The only problem is we'll never be able to show it to anybody.

Smile, Doc.

Yee-haw!

Yee-haw!

What a great music.

Yeah, it's got a beat and you can dance to it.

They're brought up, gentlemen, to test your muddle

with the latest products from Colonel Samuel Cope,

patent founder, manufacturing company of Parksburg, Connecticut.

Now, take this bottle, for example.

You improve and refine Cope's defections.

Now, make sure you come back.

You're going to blow the whole prize.

Well done.

Good evening.

Evening.

You look very nice.

Thank you.

Would you like, uh...

Would you care to, uh...

I'd love to.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Young man, how about you? You want to give it a try?

Oh, no, no, no, thanks. Hey, Doc, this...

Son! Funny boy!

Doc can dance.

Son!

Son!

Hey, I just told you that even a baby can handle this weapon.

Surely you're not afraid to try something that a baby can do.

Yeah, I'm not afraid of nothing.

Well, come on, man. Let's just step up here like a baby.

Damn it.

What you do is you just ease that hammer back there

and squeeze off around it.

No, no, no.

Right on out there and be real smooth.

That's the way you do it.

Listen, can I try that again?

Yeah, go ahead.

Hey, just tell me one thing.

Where'd you learn to shoot like that?

7-Eleven.

You sure that blacksmith's gonna beat this here shindig?

Sure he's here. Everybody's here tonight.

You gentlemen will have to check your firearms

if you want to join in on the festivities.

Who's gonna make us tend to foot you?

I am.

Marshall Strickland.

I didn't know you was back in town.

If you can't read the sign, Tannen,

I presume you can read this.

Pretty tough armory when you're pointing a scatter gun at a man's back.

Just like you, Tannen, I take every advantage I can get.

Now, you gonna check your iron?

I was just joking with your deputy.

Of course we want to check my iron.

We over, weren't we, boys?

Yeah, right.

Tannen.

Your knife, too.

Smile, Marshall.

After all, this is a party.

The only party I'll be smiling at

is the one that sees you at the end of a rope.

Have fun.

See, that's how you handle him, son.

Never give him an inch and maintain discipline at all times.

Remember that word.

Discipline.

I will, Pa.

Thank you very much.

Why, Mr. Eastwood, nice to see you.

I see you got yourself some respectable clothes, Matt.

And a fine hat.

Yeah, well, a couple people didn't like the way the other one looked on me.

Sure, Matt wants food for you, Mr. Eastwood.

It's very bukulman.

Wow, thanks.

Hey, frisbee, far out.

What was the meaning of that?

It was right in front of him.

(SINGING)

Hey, that's mine.

Give me that.

There he is, Buford.

Where?

Over there, dancing with that piece of calico.

What are you going to do, boss?

I figure if I bury this Muslim deep enough in his back, nobody will hear the shot.

Careful, Buford.

You ain't got but one bullet with that.

I only need one.

I told you to watch your back, Smithy.

You're turning.

But you're early.

It's a derringer, Smithy.

Small but effective.

Last time I used to, it took two whole days to die.

It bled to death inside.

It was real.

That means you'll be dead by about suppertime Monday.

Excuse me.

I don't know who you think you are, but we're dancing.

Lucky what we have here.

Ain't you going to introduce me to the lady?

I'd like a dance.

I wouldn't give you the pleasure.

You'll just have to go ahead and shoot.

All right.

No, no.

Emmett, I'll dance with him.

Emmett, I'll dance with him.

Boys, keep the blacksmith company while I get acquainted with Billy.

I don't dance very well when my partner has a gun in his hand.

Oh, you'll learn.

You'll learn.

You know, Smithy, maybe I'll just take my $80 worth out of her.

Yeah.

I bet there's something you can do that's worth $80.

I believe you've underestimated me, mister.

Why have I now?

Stop it!

Damn you, Tannen!

No.

I damn you.

I damn you to hell!

You.

Hey, lighten up, jerk!

Money's strong words, runt.

You man enough to back him up with mold that's just a pie plate?

Look, just leave my friends alone.

Oh, what's wrong, dude?

You yellow--

That's what I thought.

Yellow belly.

Nobody calls me yellow.

Let's finish it right now.

Oh, uh, not now, Buford.

Marshall's got our guns.

Like I said, we'll finish this tomorrow.

Tomorrow we're robbing the Pan City stage.

What about Monday?

We doing anything Monday?

Uh, no, Monday'd be fine.

You can kill him on Monday.

I'll be back this way on Monday.

We'll settle this then.

Right there, out in the street.

In front of the palace alone.

Yeah, right.

When?

High noon?

Noon.

I do my killing before breakfast.

Seven o'clock!

Eight o'clock.

I do my killing after breakfast.

Party.

All right, now break it up.

What's all this about?

You causing trouble here, Tannen?

No trouble, Marshall.

Just another personal matter between me and Eastwood.

This don't concern the law.

Tonight everything concerns the law.

Now break it up.

Any brawling, it's 15 days in the county jail.

All right, folks, come on.

This is a party.

Come on, let's have some fun.

[cheering]

Eight o'clock Monday.

If you ain't here, I'll hunt you and shoot you down like a duck.

It's dog, Buford.

Shoot him down like a dog.

Let's go, boys.

Let these fishes have their party.

Marty, what are you doing?

Say you're going to meet Tannen.

Hey, Doc, Doc, don't worry about it.

Monday morning, 8 a.m.

We're going to be gone, right?

Periodically, yes.

But what if the train's late?

Late?

We'll discuss this later.

We'll discuss it now.

Late, what are you doing?

Thank you for your gallantry, Mr. Eastwood.

Oh, hey.

Had you not interceded him, it might have been shot.

Marty, uh, Tannen.

I'm going to pay Clara home.

Right.

Can I talk to him straight, Mr. Eastwood?

I'm glad somebody finally got the gun for the stand up to that son of a bitch.

You're all right in my book, Mr. Eastwood.

I'd like to buy you a drink.

Hey, listen, I don't want to drink.

Hey, man.

Hey, man.

It was no big deal.

I'd like for you to have this brand new Colt Peasemaker and gun built.

Free of charge.

Free?

I want everybody to know that the gun that shot you for Tannen was a Colt Peasemaker.

Hey, hey, no problem.

Thanks a lot.

Of course, uh, you understand.

If you lose, I'm taking it back.

Thanks again.

You're hot on Mr. Eastwood.

You could have just walked away and nobody would have taught the less of you for it.

All it would have been was words,

hot air from a buffoon.

Instead you let him roil you,

roil you into playing his game, his way, by his rules.

Jamis, relax.

I know what I'm doing.

He reminds me of poor Martin.

Aye.

Who?

Me brother.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

You a brother named Martin McFly?

Not a brother.

Martin used to let men provoke him into fighting.

He was concerned that people would think him a coward if he refused.

That's how he got a bowie knife shoved through

his belly in a saloon in Virginia City.

Never consider the future poor Martin.

God rest his soul.

Sure, and I hope you're considering the future, Mr.

Eastwood.

I think about it all the time.

And that crater in the middle northwest,

the one that's out there all by itself like a starburst?

Uh-huh.

That one's called Copernicus.

Listen to me.

I feel like I'm teaching school.

No, no, no.

Please, continue the lesson.

I never found lunar geography so fascinating.

They're quite knowledgeable.

When I was 11, I had diphtheria.

I was quarantined for three months.

So my father brought this telescope, and he put it next

to my bed so I could see everything out the window.

Emmett, do you think we'll ever be able to travel to the moon

the way we travel across the country on trains?

Definitely, although not for another 84 years, and not on trains.

We'll have space vehicles, capsules to settle off,

rockets, devices that create giant explosions,

explosions so powerful that they just--

Did they break the pull of the Earth's gravity

and send the projectile through outer space?

Emmett, I read that book too.

You're quoting Jules Verne from the Earth to the moon.

You read Jules Verne?

I adore Jules Verne.

So do I. 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, my absolute favorite.

The first time I read that when I was a little

boy, why, I wanted to meet Captain Nemo.

I mean, you couldn't have read that when you were a little boy.

It was only first published 10 years ago.

Oh, yes, well, I meant it made me feel like a boy.

I never met a woman like Jules Verne before.

I never ever met a man like you before.

[bell ringing] Doc?

Doc?

Hope you know what you're doing.

You talking to me?

You talking to me, Tannen?

Well, I'm the only one here.

Go ahead. Make my day.

Say good morning, Mr. Eastwood.

Morning.

Have a cigar, Mr. Eastwood.

Anything I can do for you today, Mr. Eastwood?

Uh, no, it's fine, Adam.

Good luck tomorrow, Mr. Eastwood.

We'll be praying for you.

Thanks.

Good morning, Mr. Eastwood.

Interest you in a new suit for tomorrow?

Uh, I'm fine. Thanks.

Doc, what are you doing?

Oh, nothing.

I'm just out enjoying the morning air.

It's really lovely here in the morning, don't you think?

Yeah, it's lovely, Doc.

Listen, we're going to load the DeLorean up and get ready to roll, all right?

Hey, look at that, the tombstone.

Marty, let me see that photo back there.

My name, it's vanished.

Hey, that's great, Doc.

Don't you get it?

We're going back to the future tomorrow and everything's being erased.

But only my name is erased.

The tombstone itself and the date still remain.

That doesn't make sense.

We know that this photograph represents what will happen if the events of today

continue to run their course into tomorrow.

Right, sir.

Excuse me, Mr. Eastwood.

I just need to take your measurement.

Oh, look, pal, I don't want to buy a suit.

No, this is for your coffin.

My coffin?

Well, the odds are running two to one against you.

Might as well be prepared.

So it may not be my name that's supposed to end up on this tombstone.

It may be yours.

Good, Scott.

I know, this is heavy.

Marty, why are you wearing that gun?

You're not considering going up against Tannen tomorrow.

Doc, tomorrow morning I'm going back to the future with you.

But if Buford Tannen comes looking for trouble, I'm going to be ready for him.

You heard what that son of a bitch called me last night.

Marty, you can't go losing your judgment every time someone calls you a name.

That's exactly what causes you to get into that accident in the future.

What?

What about my future?

I can't tell you.

It might make things worse.

Wait a minute, Doc.

What is wrong with my future?

Marty, we all have to make decisions

that affect the course of our lives.

You've got to do what you've got to do.

And I've got to do what I've got to do.

Marty.

Yeah?

I've made a decision.

I'm not going with you tomorrow.

I'm staying here.

What are you talking about, Doc?

There's no point in denying it.

I'm in love with Clara.

Oh, man.

Doc, we don't belong here.

Neither one of us.

You know, it could still be you that gets shot tomorrow.

This tombstone could still be in your future.

Marty, the future isn't written.

It can be changed.

You know that.

Anyone can make their future whatever they want it to be.

I can't let this one little photograph

determine my entire destiny.

I have to live my life according to what I believe is right, in my heart.

Doc.

Doc, you're a scientist.

So you tell me.

What's the right thing to do up here?

You're right, Marty.

[somber music]

Wow, that worked great.

I've at least got to tell her goodbye.

Oh, come on, Doc.

Think about it.

What are you going to say to her?

I've got to go back to the future?

I mean, she's not going to understand that, Doc.

Hell, I'm in it with you, and I don't even understand it.

Doc, listen.

Maybe we can--

I don't know, maybe we can just take Clara with us.

To the future?

She reminded me, Marty.

I'm a scientist, so I must be scientific about this.

I caution you about disrupting the continuum for your own personal benefit.

Therefore, I must do no less.

We shall proceed as planned,

and as soon as we return to 1985,

we'll destroy this infernal machine.

Traveling through time has become much too painful.

[crickets chirping]

[knocking]

It's Emmett, Clara.

Emmett, won't you come in?

No, I better not.

I-- What's wrong?

I've come to say goodbye.

Goodbye? Well, where are you going?

I'm going away.

Well, I'm afraid I'll never see you again.

Emmett.

Clara,

I want you to know that I care about you deeply,

but I realize that I don't belong here, and I have to go back where I came from.

And where might that be?

I can't tell you.

Well,

wherever you go and take me with you.

I can't, Clara.

I wish it didn't have to be this way,

but just believe me when I tell you that I'll never forget you

and that I love you.

I don't understand what you're trying to say.

Clara, I don't think there's any way that you can understand it.

Please, Emmett, please, I have to know.

If you sincerely do love me, then tell me the truth.

All right, then.

I'm from the future.

I came here in a time machine that I invented,

and tomorrow I have to go back to the year 1985.

Yes, Emmett.

I do understand.

I understand because you know I'm partial to the writings of Jules Verne.

You concocted those mendacities in order to take advantage of me.

Oh, I've heard some whoppers in my day,

but the fact that you'd expect me to entertain a notion like that

is so insulting and degrading.

All you had to say is, "I don't love you, and I don't want to see you anymore.

" That at least would have been respectful.

But that's not the truth.

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

Right over here.

[music]

Emmett, what can I get you? The usual?

No, Chester, I'm gonna need something a lot stronger than that tonight.

Sarsaparilla.

Whiskey, Chester.

Whiskey?

Emmett, are you sure you know what happened to you on the 4th of July?

Whiskey.

Okay, I ain't your papa.

I want to see you do the wrong thing.

Then you can leave the bottle.

It's a woman, right?

I knew it. I have seen that look on a man's face a thousand times

all across the country.

Well, all I can tell you, friend, is you'll get over her.

No. Clara is one in a million.

One in a billion.

One in a googolplex.

One of my dreams, and I lost her for all time.

I can assure you, sir, there are other women.

I have peddled in this barbed wire all across

the country has taught me one thing, sir.

It's that you never know what the future might bring.

Well, the future.

I can tell you about the future.

[birds chirping]

[horse neighing]

Oh, man, did I sleep.

What time is it, Doc?

Doc!

Wake up!

[horse neighing] Get up!

Let's go!

They got me a runt to get.

Still early, boss.

Get in your hurry.

I'm hungry.

And in the future, we don't need horses.

We have motorized carriages called automobiles.

If everybody's got one of these auto watches,

does anybody walk or run anymore?

Of course we run, but for recreation, for fun.

Run for fun? What the hell kind of fun is that?

[laughing] Doc!

Doc!

How much does he have?

None. That's the first one. He hadn't touched it yet.

He just likes to hold it.

Doc! Doc!

What are you doing?

I've lost her, Marty.

There's nothing left for me here.

All right, but that's why you gotta come back with me.

Where?

Back to the future.

Let's get going.

Gentlemen, excuse me, but my friend and I have to catch a train.

Here's to you, Blackspear!

And to the future.

Amen.

Amen.

Damn it, no!

Come on, Doc. Wake up. Wake up, Doc.

How many do you have?

Just the one.

Just the one? Come on, Doc.

There's a fella that can't hold his liquor.

Give me some coffee.

Black!

Joey! Coffee!

Ma'am?

How far does the eight o'clock train go?

San Francisco is the end of the line.

I'll take a one-way ticket.

You want to sober him up in a hurry, son,

you're gonna have to use something a lot stronger than coffee.

Yeah? What do you suggest?

Joey!

Let's make some wake-up juice.

In about ten minutes,

he's gonna be as sober as a priest on Sunday.

Ten minutes?

Why do we have to cut these things so damn close?

Here, stick this clothespin on his nose.

And when he opens up his mouth,

go ahead and pour it on down his gullet.

Oh, and stand back.

He's still out!

Oh, that? That was just a reflex action.

It's gonna take a few more minutes for the stuff to really clear up his hair.

Perfect.

Come on, Doc. Come on. Wake up, buddy.

Wake up, Doc. Come on. Come on.

Seamus!

Wouldn't expect to see you here this morning.

Hey.

Well, something inside me told me I should be here.

As if my future had something to do with it.

Come on.

You come around in a minute. Come on.

Come on, Doc. Let's go, Doc.

Let's wake up now, buddy. Come on.

Are you an Irish woman?

It's eight o'clock, and I'm calling you out.

It's not eight o'clock yet.

It is by my watch.

Let's settle this once and for all, run.

Or ain't you got the gumption?

Listen.

I'm not really feeling up to this today.

So I'm gonna have to forfeit.

Forfeit?

Forfeit!

What's that mean?

Um, it means that you win without a fight.

Without shooting? You can't do that.

Hey, you can't do that!

You know what I think?

I think you ain't nothing but an Irish woman.

In fact, you ain't nothing but a gutless yellow turd.

And I'm giving you to the count of ten

to come out here and prove I'm wrong.

One.

Ah, come on. Sober up, buddy.

Two.

You better get out there, son.

I got $20 gold bet on you, so don't let me down.

Three.

I got $30 gold bet again you, so don't let me down.

Four.

You better face up to it, son,

'cause if you don't go out there... What?

Five!

What if I don't go out there?

You're a coward.

Sick!

And you'll be branded a coward for the rest of your days.

Everybody, everywhere will say Clint Eastwood

is the biggest yellow belly in the West.

Seven!

Here.

Eight!

I already got a gun.

Nine!

Ten!

You hear me wrong? I said that's ten, you gutless yellow pie slinger!

He's an asshole.

I don't care what Tannen says, and I don't care what anybody else says either.

Doc! Doc, you okay?

I think so. Whoa.

What a hank.

Listen, you got a back door to this place?

Yeah, it's in the bottom. Let's go, Doc.

Are you coming out here, or do I have to come in there after you?

The thing I really miss here is Tylenol.

Hey!

Reach, blacksmith!

Yes, sir?

That poor fella last night had the worst taste of broken heart I have ever seen.

When he said he didn't know how he could live the rest of his life,

knowing how much hurt he'd caused that little girl?

Well, I really felt for her. I did, right here.

Listen up, Eastwood!

I aim to shoot somebody today, not pervert himself!

I aim to shoot somebody today, not pervert it be you!

But if you're just too damn yellow,

I guess you'll just have to be a blacksmith, friend.

Forget about me, Marty, and see yourself!

You got one minute to decide.

You hear me, runt? One minute!

I've never seen a man so broken up over a woman.

Did I say her name was Kara, Sarah?

Clara. Clara!

Excuse me. Ma'am?

But was this man tall, with great big brown

puppy dog eyes and long, silvery, glowing hair?

You know him.

Hey, I'm...

Time's up, runt!

Prepare to meet your makeup, blacksmith.

Right here, Tannen!

Draw!

No!

I thought we could settle this like men!

You thought wrong, dude.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Ah, thank you.

Ah!

Ah!

That was good.

You know what I think?

I think Buford's going to jail.

You're a... Get him out of that shit.

Get him!

Buford Tannen, you're under arrest for robbing the Pine City stage.

You got anything to say?

I hate manure.

Look!

Yes!

The chain!

Can we make it?

We'll have to cut him off at Coyote Pass.

Hey! Hey, mister! Mr. Eastwood! Here's your gun, mister!

Thanks, kid.

Hey, Seamus. It's worth $12, never been used.

Maybe I'll trade it for a new hat.

Ride it! Take care of that baby!

I will!

Emmett! Emmett!

Time machine.

Come on!

Come on, boy!

Come on! Give me your hand!

Come on!

Come on, boy!

Let's go!

Fast on!

Reach!

Is this a holdup?

It's a science experiment!

Stop the train just before you hit the switch track up ahead!

Doc!

Uncover the car for the tender!

I wanted to do that all my life!

What are these things, anyway?

My own version of pestilox.

Pressed wood with anthracite dust, chemically treated to burn harder and longer.

I use them in my forest so I don't have to stoke it.

These three in the furnace will ignite sequentially, make the fire burn harder,

kick up the boiler pressure, and make the train go faster!

Ready to roll!

Come on!

Emmett!

Marty, are the time circuits on?

Check, Doc!

Input the destination time October 27, 1985, 11 a.m.

Check!

Okay, we're cruising at a steady 25 miles an hour, Doc!

I'll throw you in the pestilox!

Marty, the new gauge on the dashboard will tell us the boiler temperature.

It's color-coded to indicate when each flower will fire!

Be eaten yellow and red!

Each detonation will be accompanied by a sudden burst of acceleration!

Hopefully, we'll hit 88 miles per hour before the needle gets much past 2,000!

Why? What happens after it hits 2,000?

A whole boiler explodes!

Perfect!

Ahh!

Hey, Doc, we just hit 35!

Okay, Marty, I'm coming aboard!

Emmett!

Emmett!

Come on, come on!

You better hold on to something, Doc! The yellow line's about to blow!

Golly!

We just passed 40, Doc!

Golly!

Emmett!

Emmett!

We just passed 45! Doc called for it!

50!

Emmett!

I love you!

Doc! Doc, what's happening?

It's Clara! She's on the train!

Clara!

Perfect!

She's in the cab! I'm gonna go back for her!

The windmill! Doc! The windmill! We're going past 50! He'll never make it!

Then we'll have to take her back with us! Keep calling out to speed!

Clara! Climb out here to me!

I don't know if I can!

You can do it! Just don't look down!

That's it!

60 miles an hour, Doc!

You're doing fine! Nice and steady!

Come on!

Just a little further!

I can't, Emmett! I'm scared!

70!

Keep going, Clara!

Come on! Come on, you're doing fine!

Come on!

Nice and easy!

Don't look down! That's it, you're doing fine!

Doc! The red one's about to fly!

Clara!

Emmett! Help!

I'm trying to reach you!

Clara, hold on!

I can't!

Doc, we're gonna slip you to hoverboard!

Marty, watch out!

Emmett, run!

Hold on, Clara!

Doc! Ready, Doc!

Captain!

Yes! Yes!

Emmett!

Hold on!

(Explosion)

(Explosion)

(Explosion)

(Explosion)

(Explosion)

(Explosion)

(Explosion)

(Explosion)

(Explosion)

(Suspenseful music)

(Doorbell rings)

(Suspenseful music) Shit!

Ugh!

(Suspenseful music) Well, Doc.

..

It's destroyed.

Just like you wanted.

Hey, butthead! Get away! Watch it!

40!

I didn't mean to scare you!

I didn't recognize you in those clothes!

What the hell are you doing?

Uh, just putting on the second coat now.

You're going to cowboy, huh?

Come on, guys!

We're gonna be late for brunch!

Come on, Dad!

We're not gonna hold your reservations all day!

I can fly in my other glasses!

Lorraine, have you seen my glasses?

They're in your suede jacket, honey.

Marty, what's wrong?

We thought you went to the lake.

You wore that to the lake?

Thank God you guys are all back to normal!

Hey, Marty, who you supposed to be?

Clint Eastwood?

Right.

I gotta go get Jennifer.

I really like that hat, Marty!

Thanks, Biff.

Jennifer.

Jennifer.

Marty.

Marty!

I had the worst nightmare.

Marty, that dream I had is so real.

It's about the future.

About us.

And you got fired.

Wait a minute, what do you mean I got fired?

Illdale.

Illdale, this is where we live.

I mean, this is where we're gonna live.

Someday.

Marty, it was a dream, wasn't it?

Hey!

The big tail!

How's it hanging, McFly?

Hey, Needles.

Nice.

Is that a wheel?

Let's see what she can do.

Next green light!

No thanks.

What's the matter?

Chicken?

McFly!

Marty, don't.

Grab hold of something.

Come on!

Get on!

Woohoo!

Did you do that on purpose?

Yeah, you think I'm stupid enough to race that asshole?

Geez, I would have hit that Rolls Royce.

It erased.

You're right, there's not much left.

Doc's never coming back.

I'm sure gonna miss him, Jen.

[bell ringing] What the hell?

[scream] Doc!

Marty!

Doc!

Doc!

Marty!

It runs on steam!

Meet the family.

Where are you now?

Hi, Marty!

Ma'am!

These are our boys!

Jules!

And Vern!

Boys, this is Marty and Jennifer.

Doc, I thought I'd never see you again.

You can't keep a gun tied us down.

After all, I had to come back right side.

Well, I didn't want you to be worried about me.

Oh, I brought you a little souvenir.

It's great, Doc.

Thanks.

Dr. Brown?

I brought this note back from the future and now it's erased.

Of course it's erased!

But what does that mean?

It means your future hasn't been written yet.

No one's had.

Your future is whatever you make it.

So make it a good one.

Both of you!

We will, Doc!

Stand back!

All right, boys, buckle up!

Hey, Doc!

Where are you going now?

Back to the future?

Nope.

Already been there.

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♪ Tell me, doctor ♪

♪ Where are we going this time?

♪ ♪ Is this the 50s ♪ ♪ Or 1999?

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♪ All I wanted to do ♪

♪ Was play my guitar and sing ♪

♪ So take me away ♪

♪ I don't mind ♪

♪ But you better promise me ♪

♪ I'll be back in time ♪

♪ Gotta get back in time ♪

♪ Don't bet your future ♪

♪ On one roll of the dice ♪

♪ You better remember ♪

♪ Lightning never strikes twice ♪

♪ Please don't drive me ♪

♪ Don't wanna be late again ♪

♪ So take me away ♪

♪ I don't mind ♪

♪ But you better promise me ♪

♪ I'll be back in time ♪

♪ Gotta get back in time ♪

♪ Gotta get back in time ♪

♪ Get back, get back ♪

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