Yeah, who are you? Don’t stop, Wilbert, drive. Cause, George, she wants to go to the dance with you, she just doesn’t know it yet. That’s why we got to show her that you, George McFly, are a fighter. You’re somebody who’s gonna stand up for yourself, someone who’s gonna protect her. Stop it. His head’s gone, it’s like it’s been erased.
But I can’t go to the dance, I’ll miss my favorite television program, Science Fiction Theater. Oh. He’s alright. Leave her alone, you bastard. Doc, is that a de-
Yes, definitely, god-dammit George, swear. Okay, so now, you come up, you punch me in the stomach, I’m out for the count, right? And you and Lorraine live happily ever after. I have to tell you about the future. 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. Uh, Lorraine. How did you know I was here? Oh, oh Marty, here’s you keys. You’re all waxed up, ready for tonight.