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Ahh. Ahh. Uh listen, do you know where Riverside Drive is? They’re late. My experiment worked. They’re all exactly twenty-five minutes slow. Hi, it’s really a pleasure to meet you. What’s with the life preserver?
You want it, you know you want it, and you know you want me to give it to you. Don’t tell me anything. Yeah. I gotta go, uh, I gotta go. Thanks very much, it was wonderful, you were all great. See you all later, much later. Let’s put him in there.
Uh? What, what? George, buddy. remember that girl I introduced you to, Lorraine. What are you writing? Well, because George, nice girls get angry when guys take advantage of them. One point twenty-one gigawatts. One point twenty-one gigawatts. Great Scott.
Without any sugar. Hello. Actually, people call me Marty. Now Biff, don’t con me. George. George.
Listen, this is very important, I forgot my video camera, could you stop by my place and pick it up on your way to the mall? Huh? It’s uh, the other end of town, a block past Maple. Oh no, don’t touch that. That’s some new specialized weather sensing equipment. No, Marty, we’ve already agreed that having information about the future could be extremely dangerous. Even if your intentions are good, they could backfire drastically. Whatever you’ve got to tell me I’ll find out through the natural course of time.
Its good. George. Good, you could start by sweeping the floor. Marty, this may seem a little foreward, but I was wondering if you would ask me to the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance on Saturday. Crazy drunk drivers.
No. 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. Time machine, I haven’t invented any time machine. Nothing’s coming to my mind. I’m too loud. I can’t believe it. I’m never gonna get a chance to play in front of anybody.
The way I see it, if you’re gonna build a time machine into a car why not do it with some style. Besides, the stainless, steel construction made the flux dispersal- look out. Don’t tell me anything. Wait a minute, what are you doing, Doc? 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. Why do you keep following me around?
Look, you gotta listen to me. Because, you might regret it later in life. What? Ho ho ho, look at it roll. Now we could watch Jackie Gleason while we eat. I don’t wanna know your name. I don’t wanna know anything anything about you.
Uh, well, I gotta go. Yeah, it’s in the back. Science Fiction Theater. And where’s my reports? What did your mother ever see in that kid?