Back To The Future Part II

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How about a ride, mister ?

Jennifer.

Man, are you 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.

Are you okay ?

Is everything all right ?

Everything's great.

You've got to come back with me.

- Where ?

- Back to the future.

- Wait. What are you doing, Doc ?

- I need fuel.

Go ahead. Quick. Get in the car.

No. Look, Doc, I just got here.

Jennifer's here.

We're going to take

the new truck for a spin.

Bring her along. This concerns her, too.

Wait. What are you talking about ?

What happens to us in the future ?

Do we become a**holes or something ?

No. You and Jennifer both turn out fine.

It's your kids, Marty.

Something's got to be done about them.

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.

Say, 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 ?

- Taxicab.

- Taxicab ? I thought we were flying.

- Precisely.

All right, Doc. What's going on ?

Where are we ? When are we ?

We're descending toward

Hill Valley, California...

at 4:
29 p.m...

on Wednesday, October 21, 2015.

You mean we're in the future.

What do you mean ?

How can we be in the future ?

I don't know

how to tell you this, but...

you're in a time machine.

- And this is the year 2015 ?

- October 21, 2015.

God, so, like, you weren't kidding.

Marty, we can actually see our future.

You said we were married, right ?

- Yeah...

- Yeah ? Was it a big wedding ?

- We're going to see our wedding !

- Wow.

- I'll see my wedding dress.

- Wow.

I wonder where we live.

I bet it's a big house with lots of kids.

How many kids...

- Doc ! What the hell are you doing ?

- Relax.

It's a sleep-inducing

alpha rhythm generator.

No one should know

too much about their future.

When she wakes up,

she'll think it was a dream.

- What did you bring her for ?

- I had to do something.

She saw the time machine. I couldn't

leave her with that information.

Don't worry.

She's not essential to my plan.

Well, you're the doc, Doc.

Here's our exit.

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.

Excuse the disguise, but I was afraid

you wouldn't recognize me.

I went to a rejuvenation clinic

and got a whole natural overhaul.

Took out some wrinkles,

did a hair repair, changed the blood...

added 30 or 40 years to my life.

They also replaced my spleen and colon.

What do you think ?

You look great, Doc.

The future.

Unbelievable.

- I got to check this out, Doc.

- All in good time.

- We're on a tight schedule.

- Tell me about my future.

Do I become, like, a rich rock star ?

No one should know too much

about their destiny.

- I am rich, though, right ?

- Marty, please, take off your shirt.

Put on the jacket and the shoes.

Got a mission to accomplish.

Precisely on schedule.

Power laces. All right.

This thing doesn't fit.

Size-adjusting fit.

Pull out your pants pockets.

All kids here 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 Caf '80s.

Caf '80s ?

It's one of those nostalgia places,

but not done well.

Go in and order a Pepsi. Here's $50.

Wait for a guy named Griff.

Right. Griff.

Griff's going to ask about tonight.

Are you in or out ?

Tell him you are out.

Whatever he says,

say no, you're not interested.

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.

- You said this had 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

now that they've abolished lawyers.

This is heavy.

It gets worse. Your daughter tries to

break him out and gets sent up for 20 years.

My daughter. I have a daughter ?

This one event starts a chain reaction

that destroys your entire family.

Doc, this date...

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.

We're here to prevent this event from happening.

Damn ! I'm late !

Where are you going now ?

To intercept the real Marty Jr.

You're taking his place.

The Caf '80s, guy named Griff,

just say no !

What about Jennifer ?

We can't just leave her here.

She'll be safe.

It'll just be for a few minutes.

Marty, be careful. That Griff has a few

short circuits in his bionic implants.

The future.

Welcome to Texaco.

You can trust your car

to the system with the star.

Checking oil. Checking landing gear.

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 flier...

for only $39,999.95.

So come on down and see me...

Goldie Wilson III, at any one

of our 29 convenient locations.

Remember, Keep 'Em Flying.

It's got a hot salsa,

avocados...

cilantro mixed with your choice

of beans, chicken...

beef or pork.

Waiter. Waiter.

Welcome to the Caf '80s...

where it's always morning in America,

even in the afternoon.

Our special today

is mesquite-grilled sushi.

Have the hostage special !

- Cajun style.

- The hostage special !

You must have

the hostage special !

All I want is a Pepsi.

Yeah. I seen you around.

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

- Biff ?

- You're Marty Jr.

Tough break, kid.

Must be rough being named after

a complete butthead.

What's that mean ?

Hello. Hello. Anybody home ?

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...

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, he did ?

Hey, Gramps...

I told you two coats of wax on my car,

not just one !

I just put the second coat on last week.

- With your eyes closed ?

- Are you two related ?

Hello ? Hello ? Anybody home ?

You think Griff called me Grandpa

for his health ?

- He's Griff ?

- Gramps !

What the hell am I paying you for ?

Kid, say hello to your grandma for me.

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