Back to the Future Part II

Young Jennifer:
I'm old!

Old Jennifer:
I'm young!

Marty McFly:
There he is, Doc! Let's land on him, we'll cripple his car.

Doc:
Marty, he's in a '46 Ford, we're in a DeLorean. He'd rip through us like we were tin foil.

Doc:
The justice system works swiftly in the future now that they've abolished all lawyers.

Doc:
The time-traveling is just too dangerous. Better that I devote myself to study the other great mystery of the universe: women!

Doc:
Marty! What in the name of Sir Isaac H. Newton happened here?

Young Doc:
No! It can't be! I just sent you back to the future!

Marty McFly:
You did, oh, I know, you did send me back to the future, but I'm back - I'm back FROM the future.

Young Doc:
Great Scott!

Lorraine Baines:
Biff Tannen, I wouldn't marry you if you had a million dollars.

Young Biff:
Why don't you make like a tree and get out of here?

Old Biff:
It's *leave*, you idiot! "Make like a tree, and leave." You sound like a damn fool when you say it wrong.

Marty McFly:
That's right, Doc. November 12, 1955.

Doc:
Unbelievable, that old Biff could have chosen that particular date. It could mean that, that point in time inherently contains some sort of cosmic significance. Almost as if it were the junction point for the entire space-time continuum. On the other hand, it could just be an amazing coincidence.

S. S. Strickland:
Eat lead, slackers!

Biff Tannen:
Kid! I own the police! Besides, they couldn't match up the bullet that killed your old man!

Biff Tannen:
I guess it's poetic justice, two McFly's with the same gun.

Marty McFly:
Nice shot Doc! You're not going to believe this, we have to go back to 1955.

Doc:
I don't believe it!

Biff Tannen:
300 bucks? 300 bucks for a couple of dents? Hey, that's bullshit, Terry.

Terry:
No, it was horseshit! And it was all over your car!

Marty McFly:
Where are we? When are we?

Doc:
We're descending towards Hill Valley, California, at 4:29 pm, on Wednesday, October 21st, 2015.

Marty McFly:
2015? You mean we're in the future?

Jennifer:
Future? Marty, what do you mean? How can we be in the future?

Marty McFly:
Uh Jennifer, I don't know how to tell you this, but... you're in a time machine.

Jennifer:
And this is the year '2015'?

Doc:
October 21st, 2015.

Marty McFly:
The 'Sports Almanac'. Son of a b*tch stole my idea! He must have been listening when I... It's my fault! The whole thing's my fault. If I hadn't have boughten that damn book, then none of this would have ever happened.

Doc:
Well, forget it Marty. That's all in the past.

Marty McFly:
You mean the future.

Doc:
Whatever! It demonstrates precisely how time travel can be mis-used, and why the time machine must be destroyed, after we straighten all of this out.

Marty McFly:
I don't understand this, Doc. How can this be happening? It's like we're in Hell or something.

Doc:
No, it's Hill Valley. Although I can't imagine Hell being much worse!

Doc:
Oh and Marty, be careful around that Griff character, he's got a few short circuits. In his bionic implants.

Old Biff:
You always did have a way with women.

Young Biff:
Get the hell out of my car, old man!

Old Biff:
You wanna marry that girl, Biff? I can help make it happen.

Young Biff:
Oh, yeah, who are you, Miss Lonelyhearts?

Old Biff:
Just get in the car, Butthead.

Young Biff:
Who are you callin' "butthead", Butthead?

Young Biff:
How do you know how to do that? Nobody can start this car but me.

Old Biff:
Just get in the car, Tannen. Today's your lucky day.

Marty McFly:
I had a horrible nightmare. It was terrible.

Lorraine Baines:
Well, you're safe and sound now. Back on the good old 27th floor.

Marty McFly:
27th floor?

Needles:
Hey, the big M! How's it hanging, McFly?

Griff Tannen:
Wow! Since when did you become the physical type.

Biff Tannen:
Where is he?

CPR Kid:
Who?

Biff Tannen:
Calvin Klein.

CPR Kid:
Who?

Biff Tannen:
The guy with the hat. Where is he?

CPR Kid:
Oh he went that way. I think he took your wallet!

CPR Kid:
I think he took his wallet.

Marty McFly:
'Cubs win world series against Miami'?

Old Terry:
Yeah. Who would've thought? 100 to 1 shot! I wish I could go back to the beginning of the season, put some money on the Cubs.

Marty McFly:
I just meant Miami-... what did you just say?

Old Terry:
I said I wish I could go back to the beginning of the season, put some money on the Cubbies!

Biff Tannen:
Go ahead, kid! Jump! A suicide will be nice and neat.

Marty McFly:
What if I don't?

Biff Tannen:
Lead poisoning.

Doc:
However, the destruction may be very localized; limited to merely our own galaxy.

Marty McFly:
Well that's a relief.

Doc:
They're taking her home, to your future home! We'll arrive shorty there after, get her out of there and go back to 1985.

Marty McFly:
You mean, I'm going to see where I live? I'm gonna see myself as an old man?

Doc:
No, no, no Marty, that could result in a... Great scott! Jennifer could conceivably encounter her future self! The consequences of that could be disastrous!

Marty McFly:
Doc, what do you mean?

Doc:
I foresee two possibilities. One, coming face to face with herself 30 years older would put her into shock and she would simply pass out. Or two, the encounter could create a time paradox, the results of which could start a chain reaction that wold unravel the very fabric of the space time continuum, and destroy the entire universe! Granted, that's a worse case senario. The destruction might in fact be very localized, limited to our own galaxy.

Marty McFly:
Well that's a relief.

Marty McFly:
Hey Needles.

Needles:
So, did you take a look at that little business proposal of mine?

Marty McFly:
I don't know Needles...

Needles:
What are you afraid of? If this thing works out it will solve all your financial problems.

Marty McFly:
And if it doesn't work Needles I could get fired! It's ILLEGAL! I mean, what if the Jitz is monitoring, huh?

Needles:
The Jitz will NEVER find out!

Marty McFly:
Oh, ha, ha.

Needles:
Come on... Stick your card in the slot and I'll handle it. Unless you want everyone in the division to think your... Chicken...

Marty McFly:
NOBODY CALLS ME CHICKEN NEEDLES, NOBODY!

Needles:
All right, prove it.

Marty McFly:
All right, all right Needles. Here's my card. Scan it, I'm in.

Needles:
Thanks McFly, I'll see you at the plant tomorrow.

Marty McFly:
I don't remember bars being on these windows...

Iko 'Jitz' Fujitsu, Marty's Boss in 2015:
McFry!

Marty McFly:
Fujitsu-san! Konnichi Wa!

Biff Tannen:
Hey kid, say hi to your grandma for me.

Old Lorraine:
Aren't you and Jennifer getting along?

Middle-Aged Marty:
Oh, yeah, Mom. We're like a couple o' teenagers, ya know?

Marty McFly:
The answer's no, Griff.

Griff Tannen:
No?

Marty McFly:
Yeah, what are you deaf and stupid? I said "NO!"

Griff Tannen:
What's wrong, McFly. 'You chicken?

Western Union Man:
Kid, you all right? You need any help?

Marty McFly:
There's only one man who can help me.

Doc:
Time circuits on.

Marty McFly:
Time circuits on? What do you mean "Time Curcuits on"? Doc, we're not going back now!

Doc:
Yep.

Marty McFly:
Doc, What about Jennifer? What about Einstein? We can't just leave them here.

Doc:
Don't worry, Marty. Assuming we succeed in our mission, this alternate 1985 will be changed back into the real 1985, instantaneously transforming around Jennifer and Einie. Jennifer and Einie will be fine, and they'll have absolutely no memory of this horrible place.

Marty McFly:
Doc... what if we don't succeed?

Doc:
We *must* succeed.

Young Doc:
Nice talking to you. Maybe we can bump into each other sometime again in the future.

Older Doc:
Or in the past.

Marty McFly:
Shark still looks fake.

Doc:
Sometime today, old Biff will show up to give young Biff the Almanac. Above all, you must not interfere with that event. We must let Old Biff believe he succeeded, so that he'll leave 1955 and bring the DeLorean back to the future.

Marty McFly:
Right.

Doc:
Once Old Biff is gone, grab the Almanac anyway that you can. Remember, both of our futures depend on this.

Marty McFly:
You don't have to remind me of that, Doc.

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

[Marty tries to evade Griff and his gang, but his hoverboard, over a pond, doesn't move]

Griff's friend 1:
Hey, McFly, you bojo! Those boards don't work on water!

Griff's friend 2:
Unless you've got power!

[2015 Jennifer and 1985 Jennifer see each other; they gasp in unison]

1985 Jennifer:
I'm old!

2015 Jennifer:
I'm young!

[they faint]

Marty:
So we go back to the future, and we stop Biff from stealing the time machine.

Doc:
We can't, because if we travel into the future from this point in time, it will be the future of this reality [indicates the alternate reality on a blackboard, 1985A], in which Biff is corrupt, powerful, and married to your mother, and in which this has happened to me! [holds up a newspaper; the headline reads: "EMMETT BROWN COMMITTED"] No. Our only chance to repair the present is in the past, at the point where the timeline 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 specific circumstances of how, when, and where young Biff got his hands on that sports almanac.

Marty:
I'll ask him.

Old Biff:
[about the copy of "Grey's Sports Almanac" from the future] The information in here is worth millions. And I'm giving it to you.

Young Biff:
[sarcastically] That's very nice.  Thank you very much. Now, why don't you make like a tree and get outta here?

Old Biff:
[smacks his younger self] It's "leave", you idiot! "Make like a tree, and leave"! You sound like a damn fool when you say it wrong!

Young Biff:
All right, then leave! And take your book with you!

[Western Union presents Marty with a letter from Doc]

Marty:
[reads the letter] "Dear Marty, if my calculations are correct, you will receive this letter immediately after you saw the DeLorean struck by lightning. First, let me assure you that I am alive and well. I've been living happily these past eight months in the year 1885. The lightning bolt that…" [looks at the date] 1885! September 1885!

Delivery man:
Whoa! Wait, kid! What's this all about?!

Marty:
He's alive! The Doc's alive! He's in the Old West, but he's alive!

Delivery man:
Kid, you all right?! You need any help?!

Marty:
There's only one man who can help me!

[after Marty has gone back to 1985, the Marty that came from the alternate 1985 suddenly shows up from down the street and runs to the unsuspecting 1955 Doc]

Marty:
Doc, Doc! [grabs Doc, who shouts in shock] Okay. Okay! Relax, Doc! It's me! It's Marty!

Doc:
No! It can't be! I just sent you back to the future.

Marty:
I know. You did send me back to the future, but I'm back. I'm back from the future.

Doc:
Great Scott! [faints]

Doc Brown:
[about to throw out the almanac] This stays here. I didn't invent the time machine to win at gambling. I invented the time machine to travel through time!

Marty McFly:
Hey little girl thanks. * 2015 little girl: Keep it. I got the Pit Bull now.

Dr. Emmett Brown:
Griff's going to ask you about tonight. Are you in or are you out tell him you are out. No matter what he says just say no you're not interested then leave come back her and wait for me.

1955 Doc:
Excuse me, sir?

[1985 Doc turns and catch a glimpse of his younger self, gasps, and looks away]

1955 Doc:
Yes, you with the hat.

1985 Doc:
Who? Me?

1955 Doc:
Yeah. Be a pal, and hand me a 5/8" wrench outta that toolbox.

1985 Doc:
[backs up slowly without turning] 5/8? Uh...don't you mean...[looks to the toolbox] 3/4?

1955 Doc:
[looks again at the bolt measurement] Why, you're right.

1985 Doc:
I presume...you're creating some sort of weather experiment. [hands the wrench to his younger self]

1955 Doc:
That's right. How did you know that?

1985 Doc:
[checks the cable] Oh, I happened to have had a little experience in this area.

1955 Doc:
Yes. [looks up at the sky] Well, I'm hoping to see some lightning tonight, although the weatherman says there's not gonna be any rain.

1985 Doc:
[looks to the sky as well] Oh, there’ll be plenty of rain, alright. Wind, thunder, lightning. And it's gonna be one hell of a storm.

1955 Doc:
Yeah well, thanks. Nice talking to you. Maybe we'll bump into each other again sometime in the future. [goes to tightens the bolts]

1985 Doc:
...Or in the past.