Yeah, I think it’s a major embarrassment having an uncle in prison. Yoo. Hi. Precisely. Don’t tell me. Uh, you want me to buy a subscription to the Saturday Evening Post?
Weight has nothing to do with it. Yeah. Leave me alone. Right. My equipment, that reminds me, Marty, you better not hook up to the amplifier. There’s a slight possibility for overload.
Don’t say a word. Yeah, yeah what are you wearing, Dave. Mayor Goldie Wilson, I like the sound of that. Uh, well, actually, I figured since it wasn’t due till Monday- Hello, hello, anybody home? Think, McFly, think. I gotta have time to recopy it. Do your realize what would happen if I hand in my homework in your handwriting? I’d get kicked out of school. You wouldn’t want that to happen would you, would you?
Next, please. A bolt of lightning, unfortunately, you never know when or where it’s ever gonna strike. Well, now we gotta sneak this back into my laboratory, we’ve gotta get you home. Well just gimme something without any sugar in it, okay? Wrecked? When did this happen and-
Ah, honey, your first novel. 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. 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. I’m gonna get that son-of-a-bitch. C’mon, he’s not that bad. At least he’s letting you borrow the car tomorrow night.
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. Well, because George, nice girls get angry when guys take advantage of them. Wait a minute, wait a minute, Doc, are you telling me that you built a time machine out of a delorean. Look at the time, you’ve got less than 4 minutes, please hurry. Oh, oh Marty, here’s you keys. You’re all waxed up, ready for tonight.
"...Give me books, fruit, French wine and fine weather and a little music out of doors, played by someone I do not know..." John Keats.