BACK TO THE FUTURE PART 2
Produced by Bob Gale & Neil Canton
Jennifer: How about a ride, Mister?
Marty: Jennifer, oh are you a sight for sore eyes. Let me look at you.
Jennifer: Marty, you're acting like you haven't seen me in a week.
Marty: I haven't.
Jennifer: You OK, is everything all right?
Marty: Aw yeah, everything is great.
Doc: Marty, you gotta come back with me!
Marty: Where?
Doc: Back to the future.
Marty: Wait a minute, what are you doing, Doc?
Doc: I need fuel. Go ahead, quick, get in the car.
Marty: No, no, no, Doc, I just got here, OK, Jennifer's here, we're gonna take the new truck for a spin.
Doc: Well, bring her along. This concerns her too.
Marty: Wait a minute, Doc. What are you talking about? What happens to us in the future? What do we become assholes or something?
Doc: No, no, no, no, no, Marty, both you and Jennifer turn out fine. It's your kids, Marty, something has got to be done about your kids!
Marty: Hey, Doc, we better back up, we don't have enough roads to get up to 88.
Doc: Roads? Where we're going we don't need roads.
Biff: Hey Marty, Marty, I wanna show you these new matchbooks for my auto detailing I had printed up.....
Biff: A flying DeLorean?
Biff: What the hell is going on here?
Marty: What the hell was that?
Doc: Taxi-cab.
Marty: What do you mean, a taxi cab? I thought we were flying.
Doc: We are.
Marty: Alright Doc, what's going on, huh? Where are we? When are we?
Doc: We are descending towards Hill Valley, California, at 4.29pm, on Wednesday, October 21st, 2015.
Marty: 2015? You mean we're in the future?
Jennifer: Future, Marty? What do you mean? How can we be in the future?
Marty: 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.
Jennifer: God, so like you weren't kidding! Marty, we can actually see our futures!
Doc: Uhhh....
Jennifer: Yeah, was it a big wedding?
Marty: Wow.
Jennifer: I'll be able to see my wedding dress.
Marty: Wow.
Jennifer: I wonder where we live, I bet its a big house, with lots of kids. How many kids.....
Marty: Doc, what the hell are you doing?
Doc: Relax Marty, it's a sleep-induced alpha-rhythm generator. She was asking too many questions and no-one should know too much about their future.
Marty: Then what did you bring her for?
Doc: I had to do something! She saw the time machine, I couldn't just leave her there with that information. Don't worry, she's not essential to my plan.
Marty: You're the Doc, Doc.
Doc: Here's our exit.
Doc: First you gotta get out and change clothes.
Marty: Right now? It's pouring rain.
Doc: Wait five more seconds.