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Marty: Doc, we'd 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...
Biff: Marty. Hey Marty, I want to show you these new matchbooks for my auto-detaling I had printed up.
Biff: A flying DeLorean? What the hell is going on here?
Marty: The Future.
Kid 1: It's a video game.
Kid 2: I got it working.
Kid 1: My dad told me about these.
Marty (to himself): It is "Wild Gunman"
Kid 1: How do you play this thing?
Marty: I'll show you, kid. I'm a crack shot at this.
Kid 1: You mean you have to use your hands. That's like a baby's toy.
Marty (to himself): Baby's toy?
Doc: Marty. What in the name of Sir Isaac H. Newton happened here?
Marty: Listen, Doc, My kid showed up. All hell broke loose.
Doc: Your kid? Great Scott, the sleep inducer, I was afraid of this. Because I used it on Jennifer there wasn't enough power left to knock your son out for a full hour... Damn!
Marty: Doc, Doc, Doc. Look at this. It's changing.
Griff (Distant): I was framed!!
Doc: Yes, yes of course. Because this hoverboard incident has now occured, Griff now goes to jail; therefore, your son won't go with him tonight and that robbery will not take place. History, Future History has now been altered and this is the proof. Marty, we've succeeded- not exactly as planned. But no matter, let's go get Jennifer and go home.
Marty: I dont get it, Doc. How could all 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. Obviously, the time continuum has been disrupted causing this new sequence resulting in this alternate reality.
Marty: English, Doc.
Doc: Let me, Let me illustrate. Imagine that this line represents time. Here's the present- 1985, the future and the past. Image that prior to this point in time, somewhere in the past, the timeline skewed into this tangeant creating an alternate 1985. Alternate to You, Me & Einstein. But, reality for everyone else.
Doc: Recognize this? This is the bag that the sports book was in. I know because the receipt was still inside. I found them in the time machine. Along with this.
Marty: That's the top of Biff's cane. I mean old Biff, from the future.
Doc: Correct. It was in the time machine because Biff was in the time machine with the sorts almanac.
Marty: Holy ****.
Doc: 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 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. That's how he made his entire fortune. Look at his pocket with the magnifying glass.
Marty: The almanac. Son of a ... Stole my idea! He must have been listening when......... This is my fault. The whole thing is my fault. If I hadn't bought that damn book, none of this would have ever happened.
Doc: Well, it's all in the past.
Marty: 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: 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, Where Biff is corrupt and powerful and married to your Mother; and in which this has happened to me.
Doc: No, our only chance to repair the present is in the past; at the point where the timeline skewed into this tangeant. In order to put the universe back as we remember it, we must out the exact date and the specific circumstances on how, where and when young Biff got his hands on that sports almanac.
Marty: I'll ask him.
Marty: What if I don't?
Biff: Lead poisoning.
Marty: What about the police, Biff? They're going to match the bullet to that gun.
Biff: Kid, I own the police! Besides, they couldn't match up the bullet that killed you old man.
Marty: You son of a....
Biff: I suppose it's poetic justice. Two McFly's with the same gun.
Biff: Idiot.
(DeLorean Hovering Up)
Biff: What the hell?!?
(Doc Hits Biff with the DeLorean Door)
Biff: Ooof!
Marty: Nice job, Doc. You're not going to believe this. We have to go back to 1955.
Doc: I don't believe it!
Doc: I went to the public library to try to make sense out of all the madness. The place was boarded up, shut down. So, I broke in and borrowed some newspapers.
Biff: Go ahead, kid. Jump. Suicide will be nice and neat.
Marty: That's right, Doc. November 12, 1955.
Doc: Unbelievable that old Biff could have chosen that particular date. It must mean that that point in time inherantly contains some sort of cosmic significance. Almost as if it's the temperal junction point of the entire space-time continuum. On the other hand, it could just be an amazing co-incidence.
Doc: Damn. Gotta fix that thing. Alright, Time circuits on.
Marty: What do you mean "Time Circuits on"? Doc, we're not going back now?
Doc: Yep.
Marty: Doc, What about Jennifer? What about Einstein? We can't just leave them here.
Doc: Assuming we succeed in our mission, this alternate 1985 will changed back into the real 1985. Instantaniously transforming around Jennifer and Einie. Jennifer and Einie will be fine. and they will have absolutely no memory of this horrible place.
Marty: Doc, What if we don't succeed?
Doc: We must succeed
3D: Hey, it's him!
Skinhead: He's in disguise.
Marty: Guys, what's that?
3D: Oooof........... Let's get him!!!!
(DeLorean Taking off)
Doc: Damn!
Marty: Doc! I blew it. Biff nailed me. He took the book and drove away with it in his car. It's my fault, Doc. I should have got out of there sooner.
Doc: No time for that now. Which way did he go?
Marty: East toward the River Road Tunnel!
Doc: Get in!
Marty: Go Doc!
Doc: Hang on, Marty!
Biff (Whispering): What the hell?!?!
Biff: #%$&!!!!
Marty: Aha ha! Yes!
Biff: Manure!! I hate Manure!!!
Marty: Doc! Doc! The newspaper changed! Doc! My Father's alive! That means everything is back to normal, right?
Marty: That means Jennifer's ok and Einie's ok, Right?
Doc: Mission Accomplished.
Doc: That's right, Marty. It's the ripple effect. The future is back, so let's go home.
Marty: Right, Doc! Let's get our asses back to the fut---
Marty: Doc, Doc, you ok?
Doc: That was a close one, Marty. I almost bought the farm.
Marty: Well, be careful. You don't wanna get struck by Lightning!!!
(DeLorean Struck by Lightning)
Marty: Doc, Doc, Doc!!
Young Doc: YIPE!!!
Marty: Just relax, Doc. It's me, it's me, it's Marty.
Doc: Can't be, 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.
Young Doc: Great Scott.....
(Young Doc Faints)
Marty: Doc? Doc. Oh, come on, Doc.......
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