Back to the Future Page #8

could be disastrous.

Marty:
Now that's a risk you'll have to take you're life depends on it.

Doc:
No, I refuse to except the responsibility.

Marty:
In that case, I'll tell you strait out.

Doc:
Oh, great scott. You get the cable, I'll throw the rope down to

you.

Marty:
Right, I got it.

Doc:
Ahh.

Marty:
Doc.

Doc:
C'mon, c'mon let's go.

Marty:
Alright, take it up, go. Doc.

Doc:
Huh?

Marty:
I have to tell you about the future.

Doc:
Huh?

Marty:
I have to tell you about the future.

Doc:
Ahh.

Marty:
On the night I go back in time, you get- Doc.

Doc:
Ohh, no.

Marty:
No, Doc.

Doc:
Look at the time, you've got less than 4 minutes, please hurry.

Marty:
Yeah.

Marty:
Dammit, Doc, why did you have to tear up that letter? If only I

had more time. Wait a

minute, I got all the time I want I got a time machine, I'll just go

back and warn him. 10 minutes

oughta do it. Time-circuits on, flux-capacitor fluxing, engine running,

alright. No, no no no no,

c'mon c'mon. C'mon c'mon, here we go, this time. Please, please, c'mon.

Doc:
Ahh.

Marty:
Doc.

Doc:
Yoo.

Red:
Crazy drunk drivers.

Marty:
Wow, ah Red, you look great. Everything looks great. 1:24, I

still got time. Oh my god.

No, no not again, c'mon, c'mon. Hey. Libyans.

Marty:
No, bastards.

Libyan:
Go.

Marty:
Doc, Doc. Oh, no. You're alive. Bullet proof vest, how did you

know, I never got a

chance to tell you. About all that talk about screwing up future events,

the space time

continuum.

Doc:
Well, I figured, what the hell.

Marty:
About how far ahead are you going?

Doc:
About 30 years, it's a nice round number.

Marty:
Look me up when you get there, guess I'll be about 47.

Doc:
I will.

Marty:
Take care.

Doc:
You too.

Marty:
Alright, good-bye Einy. Oh, watch that re-entry, it's a little

bumpy.

Doc:
You bet.

Marty:
What a nightmare.

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

tonight.

David:
Lynda, first of all, I'm not your answering service. Second of

all, somebody named Greg

or Craig called you just a little while ago.

Lynda:
Now which one was it, Greg or Craig?

David:
I don't know, I can't keep up with all of your boyfriends.

Marty:
What the hell is this?

Lynda:
Breakfast.

David:
What did you sleep in your clothes again last night.

Marty:
Yeah, yeah what are you wearing, Dave.

David:
Marty, I always wear a suit to the office. You alright?

Marty:
Yeah.

Loraine:
I think we need a rematch.

George:
Oh, oh a rematch, why, were you cheating?

Loraine:
No.

George:
Hello.

Loraine:
Good morning.

Marty:
Mom, Dad.

Loraine:
Marty, are you alright?

David:
Did you hurt your head?

Marty:
you guys look great. Mom, you look so thin.

Loraine:
Why thank you, Marty. George. Good morning, sleepyhead, Good

morning, Dave,

Lynda

David:
Good morning, Mom.

Lynda:
Good morning, Mom. Oh, Marty, I almost forgot, Jennifer Parker

called.

Loraine:
Oh, I sure like her, Marty, she is such a sweet girl. Isn't

tonight the night of the big

date?

Marty:
What, what, ma?

Loraine:
Well, aren't you going up to the lake tonight, you've been

planning it for two weeks.

Marty:
Well, ma, we talked about this, we're not gonna go to the lake,

the car's wrecked.

George:
Wrecked?

David:
Wrecked? When did this happen and-

George:
Quiet down, I'm sure the car is fine.

David:
Why am I always the last one to know about these things.

George:
See, there's Biff out there waxing it right now. Now, Biff, I

wanna make sure that we

get two coats of wax this time, not just one.

Biff:
Just finishing up the second coat now.

George:
Now Biff, don't con me.

Biff:
I'm, I'm sorry, Mr. McFly, I mean, I was just starting on the

second coat.

George:
That Biff, what a character. Always trying to get away with

something. Been on top of

Biff ever since high school. Although, if it wasn't for him-

Loraine:
We never would have fallen in love.

George:
That's right.

Biff:
Mr. McFly, Mr. McFly, this just arrived, oh hi Marty. I think it's

your new book.

Loraine:
Ah, honey, your first novel.

George:
Like I always told you, if you put your mind to it you could

accomplish anything.

Biff:
Oh, oh Marty, here's you keys. You're all waxed up, ready for

tonight.

Marty:
Keys?

Jennifer:
How about a ride, Mister?

Marty:
Jennifer, oh are you a sight for sore eyes. Let me look at you.

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

Marty:
I haven't

Jennifer:
You okay, is everything alright?

Marty:
Aw yeah, everything is great.

Doc:
Marty you gotta come back with me.

Marty:
Where?

Doc:
Back to the future.

Marty:
Wait a minute, what are you doing, Doc?

Doc:
I need fuel. Go ahead, quick, get in the car.

Marty:
No no no, Doc, I just got here, okay, Jennifer's here, we're

gonna take the new truck for

a spin.

Doc:
Well, bring her along. This concerns her too.

Marty:
Wait a minute, Doc. What are you talking about? What happens to

us in the future?

What do we become a**holes or something?

Doc:
No no no no no, Marty, both you and Jennifer turn out fine. It's

your kids, Marty,

something has got to be done about your kids.

Marty:
Hey, Doc, we better back up, we don't have enough roads to get up

to 88.

Doc:
Roads? Where we're going we don't need roads.

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