Of course not, Biff, now I wouldn’t want that to happen. Now, uh, I’ll finish those reports up tonight, and I’ll run em them on over first thing tomorrow, alright? Well, I guess that’s everything. Uh Doc, uh no. No, don’t be silly. Uh, look me up when you get there. Thank you. In about thirty years. Something wrong with the starter, so I hid it. Lorraine, have you ever, uh, been in a situation where you know you had to act a certain way but when you got there, you didn’t know if you could go through with it? Oh Mom, there’s nothing wrong with calling a boy.
Your not gonna be picking a fight, Dad, dad dad daddy-o. You’re coming to a rescue, right? Okay, let’s go over the plan again. 8:55, where are you gonna be. Uh, well, okay Biff, uh, I’ll finish that on up tonight and I’ll bring it over first thing tomorrow morning.
Dear Doctor Brown, on the night that I go back in time, you will be shot by terrorists. Please take whatever precautions are necessary to prevent this terrible disaster. Your friend, Marty. What? Is she pretty? Your not gonna be picking a fight, Dad, dad dad daddy-o. You’re coming to a rescue, right? Okay, let’s go over the plan again. 8:55, where are you gonna be. Yeah, well history is gonna change.
Calvin, why do you keep calling me Calvin? That’s right. Right, George. Well, good luck you guys. Oh, one other thing, if you guys ever have kids and one of them when he’s eight years old, accidentally sets fire to the living room rug, be easy on him. Okay, alright, Saturday is good, Saturday’s good, I could spend a week in 1955. I could hang out, you could show me around. Hi. (…)
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