Back to the Future

George McFly:
Lorraine, my density has brought me to you.

Lorraine Baines:
What?

George McFly:
Oh, what I meant to say was...

Lorraine Baines:
Wait a minute, don't I know you from somewhere?

George McFly:
Yes. Yes. I'm George, George McFly. I'm your density. I mean... your destiny.

George McFly:
Last night, Darth Vader came down from planet Vulcan and told me that if I didn't take Lorraine out that he'd melt my brain.

Marty McFly:
Wait a minute, Doc. Ah... Are you telling me you built a time machine... out of a DeLorean?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
The way I see it, if you're gonna build a time machine into a car, why not do it with some style?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
What on Earth's this thing I'm wearing?

Marty McFly:
Ah, this, this is a radiation suit.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Radiation suit? Of course, because of all the fallout from the atomic wars.

Marty McFly:
Jesus, George, it's a wonder I was ever born.

Mr. Strickland:
I noticed your band is on the roster for the dance auditions after school today. Why even bother, McFly? You don't have a chance, you're too much like your old man. No McFly ever amounted to anything in the history of Hill Valley!

Marty McFly:
Yeah, well, history is gonna change.

Marty McFly:
If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything.

Marty McFly:
What if I send it in and they don't like it? What if they say I'm no good? What if they say "Get out of here, kid. You got no future."? I mean, I just don't think I can take that kind of rejection. Jesus, I'm starting to sound like my old man!

Dr. Emmett Brown:
If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits eighty-eight miles per hour... you're gonna see some serious sh*t.

Lou:
You gonna order something, kid?

Marty McFly:
Ah, yeah... Give me a Tab.

Lou:
Tab? I can't give you a tab unless you order something.

Marty McFly:
Alright, give me a Pepsi Free.

Lou:
You want a Pepsi, PAL, you're gonna pay for it.

Stella Baines:
He's a very strange young man.

Sam Baines:
He's an idiot. Comes from upbringing. His parents are probably idiots too. Lorraine, if you ever have a kid that acts that way I'll disown you.

Marty McFly:
Wait a minute, Doc, are you trying to tell me that my mother has got the hots for me?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Precisely.

Marty McFly:
Whoa, this is heavy.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
There's that word again; "heavy". Why are things so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the earth's gravitational pull?

Biff Tannen:
Since you're new here, I'm gonna cut you a break... today. So, why don't you make like a tree and get out of here?

George McFly:
Lou. Give me a milk...

George McFly:
Chocolate.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
You got no concept of time.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Don't worry. As long as you hit that wire with the connecting hook at precisely eighty-eight miles per hour the instant the lightning strikes the tower... everything will be fine.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Roads? Where we're going we don't need roads.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
I'm sure in 1985, plutonium is available at every corner drugstore, but in 1955 it's a little hard to come by.

George McFly:
I know what you're gonna say, son. And you're right,

George McFly:
you're right. But uh... Biff just happens to be my supervisor, and I'm afraid I'm just no good at... confrontations.

Marty McFly:
The car, Dad. I mean he wrecked it. He totaled it. I needed that car tomorrow night, Dad. Do you have any idea how important this is to me? Do you have any clue?

George McFly:
I know, And all I can say is... I'm sorry.

Biff Tannen:
I have your car towed all the way to your house and all you've got for me is *lite* beer?

Marty McFly:
Sounds pretty heavy.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Weight has nothing to do with it.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Are those my clocks I hear?

Marty McFly:
Yeah! Uh, it's 8 o'clock!

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Perfect! My experiment worked! They're all exactly 25 minutes slow.

Marty McFly:
Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Doc... Are you telling me that it's 8:25?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Precisely.

Marty McFly:
Damn! I'm late for school!

Marty McFly:
Do you know where Riverside Drive is?

Sam Baines:
It's on the other end of town, a block past Maple. East end of town.

Marty McFly:
A block past Maple? That's John F. Kennedy Drive.

Sam Baines:
Who the hell is John F. Kennedy?

Marty McFly:
You know, Doc, you left your equipment on all week.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
My equipment. That reminds me, Marty. You better not hook up to the amplifier. There's a slight possibility of overload.

Marty McFly:
Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.

Lorraine Baines:
Kids, we're gonna have to eat this cake by ourselves. Your Uncle Joey didn't make parole again.

Lorraine Baines:
It would be nice if you all dropped him a line.

Marty McFly:
Uncle "Jailbird" Joey?

Dave McFly:
He's *your brother*, Mom.

Linda McFly:
Yeah.

Linda McFly:
I think it's a major embarrassment having an uncle in prison.

Lorraine Baines:
We all make mistakes in life, children.

George McFly:
Do you really think I should swear?

Marty McFly:
Yes. Yes, goddamn-it George, swear.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Oh, my God, they found me, I don't know how, but they found me. Run for it Marty.

Marty McFly:
Who? Who?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Who do you think? The Libyans.

Marty McFly:
Holy sh*t!

Marty McFly:
So does it run on regular unleaded gasoline?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Unfortunately no, it needs something with a little more kick - plutonium.

Marty McFly:
Plutonium... wait, are you telling me that this sucker is nuclear?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
No no no, this sucker's electrical, but it requires a nuclear reaction to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electricity I need.

Marty McFly:
Doc, you don't just walk into a store and buy plutonium... did you rip that off?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Shhhhhh. Of course. From a group of Libyan nationalists. They wanted me to build them a bomb, so I took their plutonium and in turn, gave them a shiny bomb-casing filled with used pinball machine parts.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Great Scott!

Marty McFly:
Wait, you don't understand. If you don't play there's no music. If there's no music they don't dance. If they don't dance they don't kiss and fall in love and I'm history.

Marty McFly:
I guess you guys aren't ready for that, yet. But your kids are gonna love it.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
This have certainly changed around HERE. I remember when this was all farm land as far the eye could see. Old man Peabody owned all of this. He had this crazy idea about breeding pine trees.

Marty McFly:
That's Strickland? Jesus. Didn't that guy ever have hair?

Marty McFly:
Calvin? Wh... Why do you keep calling me Calvin?

Lorraine Baines:
Well, that is your name, isn't it? Calvin Klein? It's written all over your underwear.

Sherman Peabody:
It's already mutated into human form. Shoot it.

Marty McFly:
Hey Dad, George. Hey you on the bike.

Biff Tannen:
What are you looking at butthead?

Skinhead:
Hey Biff, get a load of this guy's life preserver. Dork thinks he's gonna drown.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Look. There's a rhythmic ceremonial ritual coming up.

Marty McFly:
Of course! The Enchantment Under the Sea dance! They're supposed to go to this. That's where they kiss for the first time.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
All right, kid. You stick to your father like glue and make sure he takes her to that dance.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Have them go on some sort of social...

Marty McFly:
You mean like a date?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Right.

Marty McFly:
Well, what kind of date? What do kids do in the '50s?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Well, they're your parents you must know them. What are their common interests? What do they like to do together?

Marty McFly:
Nothing.

Biff Tannen:
Hey, McFly. I thought I told you never to come in here.

George McFly:
Now, look. I'll finish those reports on up tonight, and I'll run 'em on over first thing tomorrow. Alright?

Biff Tannen:
Not too early. I sleep in Saturday. Oh McFly, your shoe's untied.

Biff Tannen:
Don't be so gullible, McFly. 'Got the place fixed up nice-oh, McFly.

Libyan Terrorist:
Damn Soviet gun.

Libyan Van Driver:
Damn German car.

Marty McFly:
Time circuits on... Flux Capacitor... fluxing... Engine running... All right!

George McFly:
Uh... now Biff, I want make sure that we get two coats of wax this time. Not just one.

Biff Tannen:
Just finishing up the second coat now.

George McFly:
Now Biff, don't con me!

Biff Tannen:
I'm sorry, Mr. McFly. I meant I was just starting on the second coat.

George McFly:
Ahh... Biff. What a character. Always trying to get away with something. I've had to stay on top of Biff ever since High School. Although if it wasn't for him...

Lorraine Baines:
We never would have fallen in love.

George McFly:
That's right.

Lorraine Baines:
Will I ever see you again?

Marty McFly:
I guarantee it.

Mark Dixon:
Scram, McFly. I'm cuttin' in.

George McFly:
Ex-SCUSE me...

George McFly:
Hey, you! Get your damn hands off her!

Lorraine Baines:
Our first television set. Dad just bought it today. Do you have a television set?

Marty McFly:
Well, yeah! You know we have... two of them.

Milton Baines:
Wow! You must be rich!

Stella Baines:
Oh, honey, he's teasing you. Nobody has two television sets.

Marty McFly:
What about all that talk about screwing up future events, the space-time continuum?

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Well, I figured, what the hell.

Biff Tannen:
What are you lookin' at, butthead?

Marty:
[to Jennifer] You know, this time it wasn't my fault. The Doc set all his clocks 25 minutes slow--

Strickland:
[suddenly appearing from behind] "Doc"? Am I to understand you're still hanging around with Dr. Emmett Brown, McFly? Tardy slip for you Ms. Parker. And one for you, McFly. I believe that makes four in a row. Now let me give you a nickel's worth of free advice, young man. This so called Dr. Brown is dangerous, he's a real nutcase. You hang around with him, you're gonna end up in big trouble.

Marty:
Oh, yes, sir.

Strickland:
You got a real attitude problem, McFly. You're a slacker. You remind me of your father when he went here. He was a slacker, too.

Marty:
Can I go now, Mr. Strickland?

Strickland:
I noticed your band is on the roster for the dance auditions after school today. Why even bother, McFly? You don't have a chance. You're too much like your old man. No McFly ever amounted to anything in the history of Hill Valley!

Marty:
Yeah, well, history is gonna change.

Lorraine:
[about Jennifer] I don't like her, Marty. Any girl who just calls up a boy is just asking for trouble.

Linda:
Oh, Mom, there's nothing wrong with calling a boy.

Lorraine:
I think it's terrible! Girls chasing boys. When I was your age I never chased a boy or called a boy or sat in a parked car with a boy.

Linda:
Then how am I supposed to ever meet anybody?

Lorraine:
Well, it will just happen, like the way I met your father.

Linda:
That was so stupid! Grandpa hit him with the car.

Lorraine:
[wistfully] It was meant to be. Anyway, if Grandpa hadn't hit him, then none of you would have been born.

Linda:
Yeah, well, I still don't understand what Dad was doing in the middle of the street.

Lorraine:
What was it, George? Birdwatching?

George:
What, Lorraine? What?

Lorraine:
Anyway, your Grandpa hit him with the car, and brought him into the house. He seemed so helpless, like a little lost puppy. And my heart just went out to him.

Linda:
Yeah, Mom, we know. You've told us this story a million times. You felt sorry for him, so you decided to go with him to the Fish Under the Sea dance.

Lorraine:
No, no, it was the Enchantment Under the Sea dance. Our first date. I'll never forget it. It was the night of that terrible thunderstorm, remember, George? [George wasn't listening to what Lorraine was saying] Your father kissed me for the very first time on that dance floor. And...and it was then that I realized...that I was going to spend the rest of my life with him.

[after Doc has successfully sent Einstein to the future on his DeLorean time machine]

Doc:
Ha! What did I tell you?! 88 MILES PER HOUR! The temporal displacement occurred exactly 1:20 A.M. and zero seconds!

Marty:
Ah, Jesus Christ! Jesus Christ, Doc, you disintegrated Einstein!

Doc:
Calm down, Marty! I didn't disintegrate anything! The molecular structure of both Einstein and the car are completely intact.

Marty:
Then, where the hell are they?!

Doc:
The appropriate question is, "When the hell are they?"! You see, Einstein has just become the world's first time traveler! I sent him into the future. One minute into the future to be exact. And at precisely 1:21 A.M. and zero seconds, we shall catch up with him and the time machine!

Marty:
Wait a minute. Wait a minute Doc, uh, are you telling me you built a time machine... out of a DeLorean?

Doc:
The way I see it, if you're going to build a time machine into a car, why not do it with some style? Besides, the stainless steel construction made the flux dispersal-- [his watch beeps] Look out!

Doc:
Tell me, Future Boy, who's President of the United States in 1985?

Marty:
Ronald Reagan.

Doc:
Ronald Reagan? The actor? [rolls his eyes] Ha! Then who's vice-president, Jerry Lewis? I suppose Jane Wyman is the First Lady?

Marty:
Whoa, wait. Doc!

Doc:
And Jack Benny is Secretary of the Treasury!

Marty:
Doc, you gotta listen to me!

Doc:
I've had enough practical jokes for one evening! Good night, future boy! [slams door]

Marty:
No, wait, Doc! The-the-the-the bruise! The bruise on your head! I know how that happened! You told me the whole story! You were standing on your toilet, and you were hanging a clock, and you fell, and you hit your head on the sink, and that's when you came up with the idea for the flux capacitor, which makes time travel possible.

Doc:
This is more serious than I thought. Apparently your mother is amorously infatuated with you instead of your father.

Marty:
Whoa, wait a minute, Doc. Are you trying to tell me that my mother has got the hots for me?

Doc:
Precisely!

Marty:
Whoa, this is heavy.

Doc:
There's that word again: "heavy." Why are things so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the Earth's gravitational pull?

[George visits Lorraine at the diner]

George:
Lorraine. My density has bought me to you.

Lorraine:
[confused] What?

George:
[consults his notebook] Oh. What I meant to say was...

Lorraine:
Wait a minute. Don't I know you from somewhere?

George:
Yes. Yes. I'm George. George McFly. I'm your density. I mean, your destiny.

Lorraine:
Oh.

Lorraine:
Marty, why are you so nervous?

Marty:
Lorraine, have you ever, uh, been in a situation where you knew you had to act a certain way, but when you got there, you didn't know if you could go through with it?

Lorraine:
You mean, like how you're supposed to act on a first date?

Marty:
Well, sort of.

Lorraine:
Oh, I, I think I know exactly what you mean.

Marty:
Y-y-you do?

Lorraine:
You know what I do in those situations?

Marty:
What?

Lorraine:
I don't worry. [kisses him hard, then stops and pulls back to see Marty is shocked] This is all wrong. I don't know what it is, but when I kiss you, it's like I'm kissing... my brother. I guess that doesn't make any sense, does it?

Marty:
Believe me, it makes perfect sense.

Marty:
You're alive! Bulletproof vest? How did you know? I di-I never got a chance to tell you. [Doc reveals the letter Marty wrote in 1955] What about all that talk about screwing up future events? The spacetime continuum?

Doc:
Well, I figured, what the hell?

Marty:
Hey, Doc, we better back up. We don't have enough road to get up to 88.

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

Doc:
Back off man, I'm a scientist.

Doc Brown:
Next Saturday night, we're sending you back to the future!

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