Back To The Future Part II Page #4

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I just want to say one thing :

God bless America !

Meet the women

who shared his passion...

as he searched for true love...

and relive Biff's happiest moment...

as in 1973

he realized his romantic dream...

by marrying his high school sweetheart

Lorraine Baines McFly.

Third time's the charm.

- No !

- Come with us upstairs.

- Let me go.

- 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.

I had a horrible nightmare.

It was terrible.

Well, you're safe and sound now,

back on the good old 27th floor.

Mom ? Mom, that can't be you.

Well, 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 in Switzerland,

you son of a b*tch !

My father !

You got kicked out

of another boarding school ?

Do you know how much dough

I've blown on your no-good kids ?

What the hell do you care ?

We can afford it.

The least we can do with that money

is provide a better life for our children.

Hold on. Let's get this straight.

Marty is your kid, not mine.

All the world's money

wouldn't help that lazy bum.

Stop it, Biff. Just stop it.

Look at him.

He's a butthead,

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 b*tch !

Always the little hothead ?

You want to take a poke at me ?

Damn it, Biff.

That's it. I'm leaving.

So go ahead.

Think about this, Lorraine !

Who's going to pay for your clothes ?

And your jewelry and liquor ?

Who's going to pay

for your cosmetic surgery ?

You were the one

who wanted me to get these things.

If you want them back,

you can have them.

Look, Lorraine.

You leave and I won't only cut off you,

I'll cut off your kids.

- You wouldn't.

- Wouldn't I ?

First your daughter Linda.

I'll cancel all her credit cards.

She'll settle her debts

with the bank herself.

I'll have your idiot son

Dave's probation revoked.

And as for Marty...

maybe you'd like to have

all 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, what're 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, I'm not feeling all right !

I don't understand what's going on here.

Why nobody can give me a simple,

straight answer.

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 ?

George, your father, is in the same place

he's been for the past 12 years.

Oak Park Cemetery.

No ! This can't be happening !

"March 15, 1973".

No ! 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. All of it.

When I learned about your father,

I figured you'd come here.

Then you know

what happened to him ?

Do you know what happened...

March 15, 1973 ?

Yes, Marty. I know.

I went to the public library

to make sense of the madness.

The place was boarded up.

I broke in and borrowed newspapers.

I don't get it, Doc.

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.

Einie. I'm sorry, boy.

The lab is an 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. Let me illustrate.

Imagine that this line represents time.

Here's the present, 1985,

the future, and the past.

Prior to this point in time,

somewhere in the past...

the time line 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 the receipt

was still inside.

I found them in the time machine,

along with this.

It's the top of Biff's cane.

I mean old Biff, from the future.

Correct. It was in the time machine

because Biff was in the time machine...

with the Sports Almanac.

Holy sh*t.

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 $1,000,000

betting on a horserace in 1958.

He wasn't just lucky.

He knew, because he had

the race results in the Sports Almanac.

That's how he made his entire fortune.

Look at his pocket

with a magnifying glass.

The Almanac.

Son of a b*tch 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 happened.

- It's all in the past.

- 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,

and in which...

this has happened to me.

No. Our only chance to repair

the present is in the past...

at the point where the time line

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 Almanac".

I'll ask him.

Bulletproof vest ! Great flick !

Great frigging flick !

The guy is brilliant.

What the hell's going...

- What the hell are you doing in here ?

- Party's over, Biff.

Sorry, ladies.

How did you get past

my security downstairs ?

There's a matter

we need to talk about.

- Yeah. Money, right ? Well, forget it.

- No. Not money.

Gray's Sports Almanac.

You heard him, girls.

Party's over.

Start talking, kid.

What else do you know about that book ?

First you tell me how you got it.

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.

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