How about a ride, mister? Jennifer!
Aw, 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 OK?
Is everything all right?
Oh, yeah.
Everything's great.
LOUD ELECTRICAL NOISE
Marty! You've gotta come back with me.
Where? Back to the future.
What're you doing, Doc? I need fuel.
Go ahead, quick! Get in the car!
No. Jennifer's here. We're gonna take the new truck for a spin.
Bring her. This concerns her, too.
What are you talking about? What happens to us?
We become assholes or something?
No, no, you and Jennifer turn out fine,
but something's gotta be done about your kids.
You'd better back up. We don't have enough road to get up to 88.
Roads? Where we're going, we don't need roads.
Marty! I wanted to show you these new matchbooks
from my auto detailing I had printed up.
A flying DeLorean?
What the hell is goin' on here?
What the hell was that? Taxicab!
I thought we were flying. Precisely.
All right, what's going on? Where are we? WHEN are we?
Descending towards Hill Valley, California,
at 4.29 pm, on Wednesday, October 21st, 2015.
Two thousand and fifteen?!
You mean we're in the future?
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.
So, like, you weren't kidding. Doc, now, you said we were married.
Right? Uh... Is it a big wedding?
W-Well... Marty, we'll be able to see our wedding! Wow. And my dress!
I wonder where we live. I bet it's a big house with lots of kids...
Doc! 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. Why bring her?
She saw the time-machine.
I couldn't leave her there with that information.
You're the doc, Doc. Our exit.
First, you've got to get out and change clothes. It's pouring.
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 recognise me.
I went to a rejuvenation clinic and got an all-natural overhaul.
They 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. Gotta check this out.
All in good time. We're on a tight schedule here. And my future?
I make it big, but what as? A rock star?
No-one should know too much about their destiny. I AM rich?
Marty, please. Take off your shirt.
Then I want the jacket and shoes.
We've got a mission to accomplish.
Precisely on schedule.
WHIRRING
Power laces. All right!
WATCH BEEPING
This doesn't fit.
Size adjusting. Fit.
Pull out your pants pockets.
All kids of the future wear their pants inside-out. Put on this cap.
The image of your future son. What? Help me move Jennifer over here.
So what's the deal? Grab her feet.
OK, now what? In exactly two minutes, you go around
the corner into the Cafe Eighties.
A nostalgia place, not done very well. Order a Pepsi. Here's a 50.
Then wait for a guy named Griff.
Right. Griff.
He'll ask you about tonight. Are you in or out?
Tell him you are out. Whatever he says, whatever happens, say no!
Leave, come back and wait for me.
Don't talk to anyone, do nothing, try not to look at anything.
I don't get it.
You said this was about my kids.
Look what happens to your son. My son?
God, he looks just like me.
"Within two hours of his arrest, Martin McFly Junior was tried,
"convicted and sentenced to 15 years at the state penitentiary."
Within two hours? The justice system works swiftly.
They've abolished all lawyers.
Aw, this is heavy! It gets worse.
Your daughter attempts to break him out and gets 20 years. My daughter?
This event starts a chain reaction that destroys your entire family.
Hey, Doc, this date. This is tomorrow's newspaper. Precisely.
I back-tracked everything to this event. We must prevent it happening.
WATCH BEEPS I'm late! Where are you going?
To intercept the real Marty Junior. You're taking his place at the cafe.
Guy named Griff. Just say no. Hey!
What about Jennifer? She'll be safe. It'll just be for a few minutes.
Watch Griff. He's got 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.
THEME TUNE FROM "JAWS"
Shark still looks fake.
'Hi, friends! Goldie Wilson III for Wilson Hover Convertion Systems.
'When my grandpa was Mayor of Hill Valley,
he had to worry about traffic problems.
'But now 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!'
MUSIC: Beat It by Michael Jackson
'..Bananas, and on top there's whipped cream.
'La Bamba Fajita Tortilla Pitta.
'It's got a hot salsa, avocados,
'cilantro mix with your choice of beans, chicken, bee-bee-beef or pork...'
Waiter!
'Welcome to the Cafe '80s, where it's always morning in America,
'even in the a-a-afternoon!
Our special today is mesquite grilled sushi.'
You must have a Hostage Special!
BOTH SPEAK AT ONCE
Hey, hey! Wait a minute. All I want is a Pepsi.
Hey, McFly!
Yeah. I've seen you around.
You're Marty McFly's kid, aren't you? Biff? You're Marty Junior.
Tough break. Must be rough being named after a butt-head.
What's that supposed to mean? Anyone home?
Think, McFly.
Your old man. Mr Loser. What?
That's right. Loser with a capital L.
I happen to know George McFly is...
No, I'm talking about his kid.
Your old man. Marty McFly Senior.
The man who took his life and flushed it down the toilet.
I did?
I... I mean... I mean, he did?
Gramps! I told you two coats of wax on my car, not just one!
I put the second coat on last week.
With your eyes closed? You two related?
Hello-o! Anybody home?
Think Griff calls me grandpa for his health? He's Griff?
What the hell am I paying you for? Say hello to your grandma for me.
Get out of here, Gramps!
And, 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 d'you play?
I'll show you, kid.
I'm a crack shot at this.
You have to use your hands? That's like a baby's toy.
Baby's toy...?
Pepsi, Perfect. Damn! Pepsi.
Hey, McFly!
I thought I told you to stay in here! Griff! Guys! How's it goin'?
McFly! Yeah?
McFly! What? Your shoe's unvelked.
So, McFly, have you made a decision about tonight's opportunity? Um...
I just think it might be a little bit dangerous.
What's wrong, McFly? You got no scrote?
He's a complete wimp.
What's it gonna be, McFly? Are you in or out? I'm not sure I should.
I think I should discuss it with my father first. Wrong answer, McFly!
OK, Griff. I'll do it. I'll do it, buddy. Stay out of it. Shut up!
Keep pedalling, you two!
Now,
let's hear the right answer.
Well! Since when did you become the physical type? The answer's no.
No? Yeah. What are you? Deaf AND stupid? I said no!
What's wrong, McFly? Chicken?
CLUCKING
What did you call me, Griff?
Chicken, McFly! Nobody...
..calls me...chicken.
MUSIC : Beat It by Michael Jackson
All right, punk! Hey, look!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Stop!
Little girl, stop! Look. Hey! I need to borrow your...
..hover board. Where is he?! Here.
There!
He's on a hover board!
Get the boards! Get McFly!
Get him!
There! Yeah, we got him!
There's something very familiar about all this.
Here, McFly, you bojo! Those boards don't work on water!
Unless you've got power.
Hook on!
Batter up!
Holy shit.
Butt-heads.
SIRENS WAIL
BEEPING
Drying mode on. Jacket drying.
Your jacket is now dry.
Hey, kid. Hey, little girl. Thanks. Keep it. I've got a pit-bull now.
Save the clock tower! Kid, thumb 100 bucks and help save the clock tower.
I... That's an important historical landmark.
Some other time. Lightning struck that thing 60 years ago.
Wait. "Cubs win World Series".
Against Miami? It's somethin', huh? Who'd have thought? 100 to one shot.
I wish I could go back to the beginning of the season.
Put some money on 'em. What did you say?
I wish I could go back to the beginning of the season,
put some money on the Cubbies.
This has an interesting feature.
It has a dust-jacket to protect the cover.
Of course, that was before they had dust-repellant paper.
If you're interested in dust, this is quaint.
It's called a Dust Buster.
Marty! I can't lose. Marty! Up here!
What's goin' on? I'll park there.
Yeah, all right.
Hey, right on time. Flying DeLorean.
I haven't seen one of those in... 30 years.
Sorry.
I'm walkin' here. I'm walkin' here.
What the hell...? Don't drive tranked.
Two of 'em.
I left him in a suspended animation kennel. He never knew I was gone.
What in the name of Sir Isaac H Newton happened here?
My kid showed up. All hell broke loose.
Your kid? I was afraid of this.
I used it on Jennifer. There wasn't enough power left
to knock your son out for a full hour. Doc!
Look at this. It's changing.
I was framed!
Ah, yes! Yes, of course!
Because this hoverboard incident has now occurred,
Griff now goes to jail!
So your son won't go tonight and that robbery will never take place.
Future history has been altered and this is the proof.
We've succeeded. Let's go get Jennifer and go home.
Hi, honey. Hi, buddy.
What's this? Oh, it's a souvenir.
"50 Years of Sports Statistics".
Hardly recreational reading material. What's the harm?
Maybe we could place a couple of bets?
I didn't 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 possibilities.
Perhaps an answer to that universal question, "Why?"
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. Aged 47.
47? That's a helluva good facelift!
What the hell are they doing, Doc?
They used her thumbprint to assess her ID.
Her thumbprint never changes so they assume
she's the Jennifer of the future.
We've got to stop 'em. How? They'll have us committed.
She's clean, so we take her home.
To Hilldale? That's far out.
They're taking her to your future home.
We'll get her out and go back to 1985.
I'll see myself as an old man. No, no.
That could result in a... Great Scott!
Jennifer could encounter her future self.
The consequences could be disastrous. How?
Seeing herself 30 years older would put her into shock
and she'd pass out,
or the encounter could create a time paradox the results of which
could cause a chain reaction that would destroy the entire universe!
It's the worst scenario.
Destruction might be limited to our galaxy. That's a relief!
Let's go. I sure hope we find Jennifer before she finds herself.
That Skyway is jammed. It's gonna take us forever to get there.
And this stays here. I didn't invent the time-machine
to win at gambling. I know. I know.
So, Doc Brown invented a time-machine.
Hilldale.
Nothing but a breeding ground for tranks, lobos and zip-heads.
They ought to tear this whole place down.
Welcome home, Jennifer.
JENNIFER GROANS
You got a little tranked.
Reprogramme. It's dangerous to enter without lights on. Lights on?
Take it easy and you'll be fine.
And be careful in the future.
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 O Love"?!
Mom! Mom, is that you? I gotta get out of here!
DOORBELL RINGS
BELL RINGS AGAIN
Mom? Mom, is that you?
Grandma Lorraine! Sweetheart! Hi.
What happened to Grandpa? He threw his back out again.
How did you do that? Oh, on the golf course.
I brought pizza for everyone. Who'll eat all that?
Jennifer usually gets home around now. I hope we're not too late.
What's the matter, Doc? I thought I saw a taxi following us. Weird.
I can't believe this window's still broken.
When the scene screen repair-man called Daddy a chicken,
Daddy threw him out. This is worn-out!
Your father's biggest problem is that he loses all self-control
when someone calls him chicken.
How many times've we heard, "Can't let 'em think I'm chicken"? Right.
30 years ago, he tried to prove he wasn't chicken and had an accident.
With the Rolls-Royce?
Automobile accident...
Right, Einie, let's find Jennifer.
I don't believe it. I live in Hilldale! This is great! Way to go.
Stay here, change. If I need you, I'll yell. But...
We can't risk you running into your older self.
Hilldale. This is bitchin'.
174.50.
That'll be 174.50.
I'd be careful. This is a rough neighbourhood.
Where's my receipt? Here it is.
The accident sent Marty's life down the tubes.
Your dad's life would've turned out very differently.
Marty wouldn't have broken his hand
and given up on his music.
He wouldn't have spent all those years feeling sorry for himself.
Hey, Mom, nice pants!
Mom...?
Art off!
OK, I want channels 18, 24, 63, 109, 87 and the Weather Channel.
Welcome home, Marty.
Hey, hey, hey, Dad's home!
That's right. Dad's home!
Lord of the manor. King of the castle.
Hello? What the hell is this?
Lithium mode on.
That's better. Damn kids!
Watching a little TV for a change?
So...
MARTY JUNIOR: Hey! Pizza! I'm hungry!
Wait. Shove it in my mouth.
Oh, great! The atrocity channel.
Hydrate. Level four, please.
BELL RINGS
MARTY JUNIOR: Is it ready?
Here you go.
Oh, boy, Mom, you sure can hydrate a pizza!
I'm just worried about Jennifer. Why isn't she home yet?
I'm not sure where Jennifer is.
Havin' a hard time keeping track of her.
Fruit, please. Thank you.
Are you and Jennifer getting along? We're like a couple of teenagers.
RINGING
Telephone. It's Needles. Dad, it's for you.
Well, I'll take it down the den.
Retract!
Hello. In here, please.
Hey, the big M. How's it hangin', McFly?
Hey, Needles. Needles?
Did you take a look at that little business proposal of mine?
I dunno. This could solve all your financial problems.
I could get fired. It's illegal.
What if the Jits is monitoring? The Jits'll never find out!
Oh, God. 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. Huh!
Here's my card. Scan it. I'm in.
Thanks, McFly. I'll see you at the plant tomorrow.
Thank you for using AT & T.
Shit!
McFly!
Fujitsu-san! Konnichiwa? McFly.
I was monitoring that scan you interfaced. You are terminated!
Terminated...? It wasn't my fault.
It was Needles. You co-operated.
No, it was a sting. I was setting him up.
Read my fax! No, please...
No, I cannot be fired. I'm fired...
HE WAILS
Aw, this is heavy.
What am I gonna tell Jennifer?
Oh, Doc, am I glad to see you!
Go out the front door. I'll meet you there. There's no doorknob.
Press your thumb to the plate. What plate?
STRUMS SOFTLY
Marty, what does this fax mean?
It's an office joke. A joke fax.
Oh, Marty, I heard you yelling.
No, Needles and I were joking.
Welcome home, Jennifer.
I'm young! I'm old!
Marty! Marty! Marty! Come quick! Quick!
She encountered her older self and went into shock, as I predicted.
She'll be fine. Let's get her back to 1985,
and then I'm going to destroy the time-machine. What?
What about all that stuff about where we're going and why?
The risk is just too great, as this proves.
Imagine the danger if the time-machine
were to fall into the wrong hands.
My only regret is I'll never get a chance to visit my favourite
historical era - the Old West.
Time travelling is too dangerous.
I'll devote myself to studying the other great mystery of the universe.
Women.
Marty, Einie, brace yourselves for temporal displacement.
ENGINE SLOWING DOWN
Did we make it?
Are we back?
ENGINE ROARS
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.
You can convince her it was a dream.
Put her here? The disorientation'll convince her it was all a dream.
How long is she gonna be out? I'm not sure. It was quite a shock.
Probably for a couple of hours. Bring smelling-salts.
You're the doc, Doc.
Come on, let's go, Einie.
Don't worry, she'll be fine.
Don't remember bars on the windows.
GROWLING
If you need me, I'll be back at my lab, dismantling this thing. Right.
What the hell...?
Hey. Hey. Hey, wait a minute.
What are you doing in my room? Mom! Dad, help me!
Freeze, sucker! It's OK. Hey, I don't want any trouble.
You GOT it! What're you doing in here?!
I'm just in the wrong house. You're goddamn right! I made a mistake.
You're right you made a mistake!
That's right, you keep runnin', sucker!!
Tell 'em I ain't selling. We won't be terrorised!
SHOTS FOLLOWED BY A WOMAN'S SCREAMS
SIRENS BLARE
This has gotta be the wrong year.
1985?
It can't be. Drop it!
YOU'RE the stinking bum who's been stealing my papers. Mr Strickland!
Mr Strickland, i-it's me. Marty. Who? Marty McFly! From school, sir.
I've never seen you before in my life, but you look like a slacker!
You gave me detention last week.
The school burnt down six YEARS ago!
You've three seconds to get off my porch with your guts intact. Please!
One...two... Hey, Strickland!
Eat lead, slackers!
Watch where you're goin', crazy, drunk pedestrian!
Red!
LOUD ROCK MUSIC
# One foot on the brake And one on the gas
# Where there's too much traffic I can't pass, no
# So I try my best to leave no room
# For that black and white To come and touch ma groove again
# Gonna wrap me up a one twenty-five
# Hold ma face I'm goin' down the line
# Forget ma licence and all that jive
# I can't drive fifty-five! #
'Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Biff Tannen Museum,
'dedicated to Hill Valley's number-one citizen
'and America's greatest living folk hero.
'Of course we've all heard the legend, but who is the man?
'Learn how Biff Tannen became one of the richest men in America.
'Learn the family history, starting with his great-grandfather.
'See Biff's humble beginnings, and how a trip to the race-track
'made him a millionaire overnight.
'Share the excitement of a 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 Biffco.
'Hear how in 1979 Biff successfully lobbied to legalise gambling,
'turning Hill Valley's court-house into a beautiful casino hotel.
'Meet the women who shared in his passion
'and relive Biff's happiest moment,
'as in 1973 he realised his lifelong romantic dream
'by marrying his high school sweetheart, Lorraine Baines McFly.'
ARGH-H-H-H-H-H!
No! Hey, no! Come with us upstairs.
We can do this the easy way or the hard way.
The e-easy wa-a-ay...
Mom? Mom, is that you? Just relax, Marty.
You've been asleep for almost two hours. Oh-h...
I'd a...horrible nightmare.
It was terrible. You're safe now.
Back on the good ol' 27th floor.
27th floor?!
HE CRIES OUT
Mom? Mom, that can't be you!
Yes, it's me. Are you all right? I-I'm fine. It's just, you're so...
You're so...
..big.
Everything's gonna be fine. Are you hungry? I can call room service.
Room service?
LORRAINE! Oh, it's your father! My father?
You should be in Switzerland, you little snot-nosed brat! My father?
Kicked out of another boarding school?
D'you know how much dough I blow on this no-good kid of yours?
On all three of 'em! We can afford it!
The least we can do with all that money is provide a better life
for our children. Hold on.
Marty is YOUR kid, not mine!
Stop it, Biff, just stop it! He's a butt-head, 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...! Hey!
SHE SOBS
Always the little hothead, huh?
You wanna 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 gonna pay for your clothes
and your jewellery and your liquor?
Who'll pay for your cosmetic surgery?
YOU wanted me to get these "things"!
If you want 'em back, you can have 'em.
Walk out and I'll cut off you AND your kids! You wouldn't! No?
First your daughter, Linda. I'll cancel all her credit cards.
She can settle her debts herself!
Your idiot son, Dave, I'll get his probation revoked.
As for Marty, 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'd better not be.
He was right...and I was wrong.
Mom!
Mom, what are you saying? You're actually defending him.
He's my husband. He takes care of all of us.
And he deserves our respect. Respect?! Your husband?!
How can he be your husband?! How could you leave Dad for him?
Leave Dad? 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.
They must've hit you over the head hard this time. Tell me 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.
THUNDER CRACKS
No.
No!
This can't be happening!
"March 15th, 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. Doc?
When I learned about your father, I figured you'd come here.
Then you know what happened to him?
Do you know what happened...
..on March 15th, 1973?
Yes, Marty, I know.
I went to the public library to try and make sense out of the madness.
The place was boarded up, shut down, so I broke in and borrowed
some newspapers. It's like we're in hell.
It's Hill Valley, though hell can't be much worse.
WHINING
Einie, I'm sorry, boy. The lab is an awful, awful, awful mess.
Come on. Atta-boy.
The time continuum has been disrupted,
creating this new temporal event sequence, resulting in this
alternate reality. English, Doc.
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.
Recognise this?
It's the bag the sports book came in. The receipt was still inside.
They were 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 shit!
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.
It says 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.
Look at his pocket with a magnifying glass.
The almanac.
Sonofabitch stole my idea!
He must've 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've ever happened.
It's all in the past. The future. Whatever.
It demonstrates how time travel can be misused,
and why this must be destroyed after we straighten all this out.
So we go back to the future and...
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 need the specific circumstances of how, where and WHEN
young Biff got his hands on that sports almanac. I'll ask him.
Bullet-proof vest!
Great friggin' flick! The guy is brilliant. Hey, what the hell's...?
What the hell are you doin' here?
Party's over, Biff. Sorry, ladies.
How'd you get past security? We need to talk about something.
Money? Forget it!
No. Not money.
Gray's...Sports...Almanac.
You heard him, girls.
Party's over.
Start talking, kid. What else d'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 12th, 1955, that was when.
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'd picked my car up. I'd rolled it in a drag race, a few days earlier.
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.
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.
Says it'll tell me the outcome of sporting events till the year 2000.
All I have to do is bet on the winner and I'll never lose.
So I said, "What's the catch?"
He says, "No catch, just keep it a secret."
After that, he disappeared.
I never saw him again.
Oh, and he told me one more thing.
He said some day a crazy, wild-eyed scientist or a kid may show up
asking about that book.
And if that ever happens...
It's funny... I never thought it would be you.
You forget one thing. WHAT'S THAT?
You're dead, you little son of a bitch!
LIFT BELL RINGS
There he is! We'll get him!
Wait a minute! There he is!
Quick! There he is!
THEIR VOICES FADE
Go ahead, kid! Jump!
Suicide'll be nice 'n' neat.
What if I don't?
Lead poisoning.
What about the police? They'll match up the bullet with that gun.
Kid, I OWN the police.
Besides, they couldn't match up the bullet that killed your old man.
You sonofa...
I suppose it's poetic justice.
Two McFlys...with the same gun.
Idiot.
What the hell...?
Nice shot, Doc!
You won't believe this. We gotta go back to 1955. I don't believe it!
That's right. November 12th, 1955.
Unbelievable that old Biff could've chosen that particular date.
It could mean 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! I've gotta fix that thing.
All right. Time circuits on. What d'you mean?
Doc! We're not goin' back now?! Yep.
Doc, what about Jennifer? Einstein? We can't just leave them here.
If we succeed, this alternate 1985 will be changed to the real 1985,
instantaneously transforming around Jennifer and Einie.
They'll have no memory of this awful place. If we don't succeed?
We MUST succeed!
Aw, this is heavy, Doc.
It's like I was just here yesterday. You WERE here yesterday, Marty.
Sunrise should be in 22 minutes. Go into town. Track down Biff.
Today, old Biff will show up to give young Biff the almanac.
Don't interfere.
If old Biff believes he's succeeded,
he'll leave 1955 and return to the future.
Grab the almanac any way that you can. Our futures depend on this.
Don't have to remind me, Doc.
Binoculars and a walkie-talkie, so we can keep in contact.
I'll try to repair the short in the time circuit.
We won't risk anyone else stealing the time-machine,
and I won't risk accidentally running into my other self.
Other self?
There are now two of me here and there are two of you here.
The other me is Dr Brown from 1955.
The other me that helps the other you get back to 1985.
The lightning bolt at the clock tower doesn't happen till tonight.
Be careful not to run into your other self. I'll give you money.
I must be prepared for all monetary possibilities.
Get '50s clothes. Check.
Something inconspicuous!
Come in, Doc. This is Marty. Over.
Roger, Marty. This is Doc. Are you there? Yeah.
I'm at the address. It's the only Tannen in the book, but...
..it looks like some old lady lives here.
CROTCHETY OLD WOMAN'S VOICE: Where you goin'? For my car, Grandma.
When are you coming back? My feet hurt and I want you to rub my toes.
Shut up, you old bag!
Give us our ball! Which ball?
Give us our ball, Biff!
Is this your ball? YEAH!
Is this it? You want it back? Yeah!
Well, GO GET IT!
Doc, it IS Biff's house. I'm on him.
Over.
# Mr Sandman
# Bring me a dream
# Make her complexion like peaches 'n' cream
# Give her two lips like... #
She's all fixed up, but I couldn't get her started.
Nobody can start this car but me. $302... Three hundred bucks?!
For a couple of dents?! That's bullshit. No, it was horseshit.
I had to pay old man Jones $80 to haul it away.
I ought to get something for that. Call old man Jones!
300 bucks?! If I catch the guy that caused this, I'll...
The manure! I remember that.
SHOP BELL RINGS
Four cans of Valvoline is fair. For a $300 job?!
I can't have lunch in the shop. It makes me nauseous. 300 bucks?!
ARGUMENT CONTINUES
It's the last time I do you a favour. GIGGLING
Aw-w-w-w-w!
It's perfect, Lorraine. You are gonna look SO good!
Looky! Pretty nice dress, Lorraine,
although I think you'd look better wearing nothing at all. Take a walk.
There's that dance at school tonight.
You could go with the best-looking guy in school.
I'm busy. Washing my hair.
That's as funny as a screen door on a battleship. On a submarine, dork!
Somebody already asked me!
Who? That bug, George McFly?
I'm goin' with Calvin Klein, OK?
Calvin Klein. No, it's not OK!
You're going with me. Get off!
Get it through your thick skull, you're my girl!
I wouldn't be your girl even if you had $1,000,000.
Yes, you will! It's you and me, Lorraine! Watch it, bud!
It's meant to be! I'm gonna marry you some day, Lorraine!
Some day you'll be my wife!
You always DID have a way with women.
Out of my car, old man! Wanna marry that girl? I can help make it happen.
Yeah! Get in the car, butt-head.
Who are you calling butt-head?
STARTS CAR
How did you...? Nobody can start this car but me.
Get in the car. It's your lucky day.
SCREECH OF TYRES
Hey! Hey! HEY!
If you dent this car I'll kill you!
Oh...
This cost me three hundred bucks!
Shut up about the car! How do you know where I live? We're related.
So I've got a little present that'll make you rich. You wanna be rich?
That's rich! You're gonna make me rich?
You see this book? This book tells the future.
It tells the results of every major sports event till the end of this
century. Football, horse races...
The information is worth millions
and I'm giving it to you. That's very nice!
Now why don't you make like a tree and get out of here?
It's "make like a tree and leave," you idiot!
You sound like a damn fool! Leave!
Take your book! Don't you get it?
You could make a fortune. Let me show you.
'UCLA trails 17 to 16.
'With 18 seconds left of 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? He said it was over! You lost. Oh, yeah?
Here comes Decker with a kick. It's up. It looks good, folks!
'UCLA wins 19 to 17...'
All right, pops, what's the gag?
How did you know? It's in this book.
All you gotta do is bet on the winner and you'll never lose.
All right. I'll take a look at it.
You damn fool!
NEVER leave this book lying around! Don't you have a safe? No, you don't.
Get a safe!
Keep it locked up, and, until then, keep it on you, like this. Hey!
Oh, and there's one more thing.
One day, a kid or a crazy wild-eyed old man who claims to be a scientist
will come around asking about this.
VOICES INDISTINCT
I'm trapped. Doc.
Doc! What's the report? Biff's gone.
He's got the book. The old man's gone, too.
I'm locked in Biff's garage. Get over to 1809 Mason St.
Can't use the DeLorean in daylight, but...
Hello, Doc? Wait a minute, Doc! Doc.
Perfect!
Biff! Where are you goin' now?
I told you, Grandma, I'm goin' to the dance. The dance...!
I'll get home when I get home!
Don't forget to put off the garage light!
TYRES SCREECH
RINGS BICYCLE BELL
Marty! Marty! Marty!
Marty! Marty! Damn!
Where IS that kid?!
RADIO ON
# Papa loves mambo
# Mama loves mambo... #
Doc? Doc! Come in!
Come in, Doc. Marty! Marty, come in.
Doc...! INTERFERENCE ON RADIO
Marty.
NO RESPONSE
Great...Scott!
Oh, my God...!
MUSIC ON RADIO
Doc! Doc, come in!
You weren't at Biff's house! I'm in Biff's car.
He's going to the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance.
Listen. We may have to abort this plan. It's getting too dangerous.
Don't worry, the book is on Biff's dashboard.
You must take care not to run into your other self!
My other self? Yes! Remember, your mother is at that
exact same dance with you. Right.
This could get heavy, Doc. Heavy.
You must not let your other self see you.
The consequences could be disastrous.
Excuse me, sir.
Yes, you with the hat.
Who? Me?
Be a pal. Hand me a five-eighths inch wrench out of that tool box.
Five-eighths? Uh...
Don't you mean three-quarters?
Um... You're right.
I presume you're conducting some sort of weather experiment.
That's right.
How did YOU know that? I've had experience in this area.
I'm hoping to see lightning tonight, although no rain is forecast.
There'll be plenty of rain.
Wind, thunder, lightning. One hell of a storm.
Thanks. Nice talkin' to you.
Maybe we'll bump into each other some time again in the future.
Or in the past.
RINGS BICYCLE BELL
DANCE MUSIC IS PLAYING
Doc! Doc, come in!
Where's that punk, Calvin Klein?
How am I supposed to know, Biff?
Find him! He caused 300 bucks' damage to my car and I owe him!
Ain't you comin'? I'm readin'.
BOTTLE SMASHES
Well, well, well, Mr Tannen!
How nice to see you here(!)
Why, Mr Strickland, it's nice to see you, sir. Do I smell liquor?
I don't know what it smells like. I'm too young to drink it.
And what have we here?
Sports statistics. Interesting subject. Homework? No, it ain't, cos I ain't at home.
You've got a real attitude problem!
One day I'll have you right where I want you, in detention. Slacker!
OTHER MARTY: Jeez, you smoke, too?
LORRAINE: You sound like my mother.
When I have kids, I'm going to let 'em do anything they want. Anything.
I'd like to have that in writing. Yeah, me too.
LORRAINE: Why are you so nervous?
MUSICAL HORN BLARES
Yes!
No...
Oh La La? Oh, La La!
Oh, La La!
Doc! Doc!!
GEORGE: Get your damn hands off her!
What's up? Doc, I blew it!
Where's the book? Biff must still have it. All I've got is the damn cover! Where's Biff? I don't know!
Don't you have any idea? No! The future depends on you getting that book.
I know! LORRAINE: Stop it! Stop it, Biff!
You'll break his arm! Stop it!!
OF COURSE! Gotta go. My one chance. My old man's about to deck Biff.
(Yes!)
Talk about deja vu.
Are you OK?
OK, everybody, let's back up now. We'll give him room. A little air.
It's OK. I know CPR.
What's CPR? You!
He's fine. Hey, did you just take his wallet? He took the guy's wallet.
Doc! Success! I got it!
Thank goodness!
Great! As soon as I reload the fusion generator, I'll meet you on the roof of the high school gym. OK.
It's him! He's in disguise! Guys, what's that?
Come on! Let's get him!
Damn!
# Earth angel Please be mine
# My darling dear Love you for all time
# I'm just a fool
# A fool in love...
# With you. #
< Well, all right. Let's do another.
Where did he go? He just came in.
< Something that really cooks.
Look! How'd he get up on stage?
- When he gets down we'll nail him. - How'd he change his clothes?
MARTY: All right, guys. This is a blues riff in B. Watch me for the changes.
INTRO TO "JOHNNY B GOODE"
Doc! Doc, come in! Marty, come in!
Biff's guys chased me into the gym and they're going to jump...me. Then get out of there!
No, the other me that's up on stage.
Your other self will miss the lightning bolt on the clock tower. We'll have a major paradox! What?
That can destroy the universe? Yes.
Stop them, but don't be seen by your other self OR your parents!
Uh... What the hell...?
Where is he? Who?
Calvin Klein. Who? The guy with the hat, where is he? He went that way.
I think he took your wallet. He did.
# Go, Johnny, go, go, go!
# Johnny B Goode. #
GUITAR SOLO
# Go, go!
# Go, Johnny, go! Go! Go, Johnny, go, go, go!
# Go, Johnny, go, go!
# Go, Johnny, go, go, go!
# Johnny B Goode. #
GUITAR SOLO
I guess you guys aren't ready for that yet.
But your kids are going to love it.
Doc, success. Everything's cool. I'll be landing at the school roof in about one minute. I'll be there.
MUSIC CHANGES, TEMPO SLOWS
- Lorraine. - Marty. That was interesting music.
George asked if he can take me home.
- I have a feeling about you two. - I have a feeling, too.
Hey, butt-head! Think that stupid disguise'd get by me?
Let's have it out. You and me. Right now.
No, thanks.
What's the matter? Where you goin'?!
Are you chicken?
That's it. Nothin' but a little chicken.
Nobody...calls me...chicken!
What the hell...?
Steal my stuff?
And this one's for my car!
Doc! Doc! I blew it.
Biff nailed me. He took the book. He drove away with it in his car. It's my fault. No time for that.
Which way? Towards the tunnel. Get in!
Yes! There he is, Doc!
Land on him. We'll cripple his car. It's a '46 Ford, we're in a DeLorean.
So what do we do? I have a plan.
RADIO: 'A severe thunderstorm is heading for Hill Valley...'
'..serving Hill Valley and all of Hill County...'
'Turning to Community Calendar,
'the Hill Valley Women's Club bake sale will be held from two till five
'at the community centre on Forest Road.
'For you sports fans, here's what happened to the Top Ten.
'UCLA narrowly defeated Washington 19-17. Michigan State crushed Minnesota 42-14.'
Son of a bitch!
'Oklahoma ripped Iowa State 52-0. West Virginia lost...
'Texas A and M over Rice, 20-10.
'Maryland defeated Clemson 25-12.
'Texas Christian over Texas, 47-20.
'Repeating tonight's earlier weather bulletin... DON'T! Gimme that book!
Let it go!
Let go of the car!!
That'll teach him!
GO, DOC!! Hold on, Marty!
NO-O-O!
Yes!
Manure! I HATE manure!
Doc! Is everything all right? Over.
Ten-four. Miserable flying weather.
Too turbulent to make a landing from this direction. Got the book?
In my hand, Doc! Got it in my hand!
Burn it! Check.
THUNDER RUMBLES
Doc! The newspaper changed! My father's alive!
That means everything's back to normal, right?
Mission accomplished.
That means Jennifer's OK and Einie's OK? Yes, the future is back. Now let's go home!
Right, Doc. Let's get our asses back to the futu...
Are you OK? That was a close one.
I almost bought the farm.
Careful! You don't want to get struck by lightning!
Doc...
Doc...?
Doc, come in, Doc.
Doc, do you read me? Do you read me, Doc? Come in. Doc!
Oh, no.
He's gone.
The Doc's gone.
Mr McFly. Huh?
Is your name Marty McFly?
CRACK OF THUNDER
Yeah.
I've got somethin' for you.
A letter. A letter for me?
That's impossible.
Who the hell are you? Western Union. A bunch of us at the office hoped you could shed some light on this.
We've had that envelope 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, by the name of Marty,
at this location, at this exact minute, November 12th, 1955.
We'd a bet on whether this Marty would actually be here. Did you say 70 years?
Yeah, 70 years, two months, 12 days, to be exact. Sign on line six.
It's from the Doc!
"Dear Marty,
"if my calculations are correct, you'll receive this after you saw the DeLorean struck by lightning.
"I'm alive and well. I've been living the past eight months in the year 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!
Kid, need any help? Only one man can help me.
WHOOPING AND CHEERING
Doc! Doc! Doc!
DOC! Doc!
Relax, Doc. It's me. It's me, Marty. I just sent you back to the future.
I know. You DID, but I'm back.
I'm back FROM the future.
Great Scott!
Doc! Doc!
Doc! Aw, perfect(!)