BACK TO THE FUTURE

Cut to Biff.

Biff: I'm gonna get that son of a bitch!

Cut to Lorraine and her friends. During the following, George quietly leaves.

Lorraine's Friend 1: Where does he come from?

Lorraine's Friend 2: Yeah, where does he live?

Lorraine: I don't know, but I'm gonna find out.

Cu to Doc's lab. Doc is watching the video from 1985.

1985 Doc: (on video) My God, they found me. I don't know how but they found me. Run for it, Marty!

He rewinds the tape.

1985 Doc: (on video) My God, they found me. I don't know how but they found me. Run for it, Marty!

Marty enters.

Marty: Doc.

Doc: Oh, hi, Marty. I didn't hear you come in. Fascinating device, this video unit.

This reminds Marty of that night.

Marty: Listen, Doc, you know there's something I haven't told you about the night we made that tape.

Doc: Please, Marty, don't tell me, no man should know too much about their own destiny.

Marty: You don't understand.

Doc: I do understand. If I know too much about my own future I could endanger my own existence, just as you endangered yours.

Marty: (reluctantly) You're, you're right.

Doc: Let me show you my plan for sending you home.

Doc and Marty walk over to a beautiful model of Courthouse Square. It's not painted, but Doc has obviously worked hard at it.

Doc: Please excuse the crudity of this model, I didn't have time to build it to scale or to paint it.

Marty: It's good.

During the following Doc demonstrates on the model.

Doc: Oh, thank you, thank you. OK now, we run some industrial strength electrical cable from the top of the clocktower down to spreading it over the street between two lamp posts. Meanwhile, we outfitted the vehicle with this big pole and hook which runs directly into the flux-capacitor. At the calculated moment, you start off from down the street driving toward the cable accelerating to 88 miles per hour. According to the flyer, at 10.04pm lightning will strike the clocktower sending 1.21 gigawatts into the flux-capacitor, sending you back to 1985. All right now, watch this.

Doc gives Marty a model car.

Doc: You wind up the car and release it, I'll simulate the lightning.

Marty winds up the car. Doc uses a generator for the lightning. Both are ready and waiting.

Doc: Ready, set, release!

Marty lets go of the car. It drives down the street. Just before it hits the wires over the street, Doc simulates the lightning. The current goes through the cables and hits the car. The car catches fire, drives past the Courthouse and falls off onto the floor. It hits a trash can and causes it to burn.

Doc: Argh!

Doc puts out the fire with an extinguisher.

Marty: You install me with a lot of confidence, Doc.

Doc: Don't worry, I'll take care of the lightning, you take care of your pop. By the way, what happened today, did he ask her out?

Marty: Uh, I think so.

Doc: What did she say?

There's a knock at the door. Doc sees who it is - it's Lorraine! He turns to Marty.

Doc: It's your mom, she's tracked you down! Quick, let's cover the time machine!

They do so, then Doc lets Lorraine in.

Lorraine: Hi Cal... Marty.

Marty: Mom...(covering) Lorraine! Uh, how did you know I was here?

Lorraine: (a bit sheepishly) I followed you.

Marty: Oh, uh, this is my Doc, (covering) uncle, Doc Brown.

Lorraine: Hi.

Doc: Hello.

Lorraine: Marty, this may seem a little forward, but I was wondering if you would ask me to the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance on Saturday.

Marty: Uh, you mean nobody's asked you?

Lorraine: No, not yet.

Marty: What about George?

Lorraine: George McFly? Oh, he's kinda cute and all, but, well, I think a man should be strong, so he could stand up for himself, and protect the woman he loves. Don't you?

Marty: Yeah.

Cut to George's back yard. George and Marty are talking. George is putting out his laundry.

George: I still don't understand, how am I supposed to go to the dance with her, if she's already going to the dance with you?

Marty: '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.

George: Yeah, but I never picked a fight in my entire life.

Marty: Your not gonna be picking a fight, Dad, (covering) Dad, Dad, Daddy-o. You're coming to a rescue, right? OK, let's go over the plan again. 8.55, where are you gonna be?

George: I'm gonna be at the dance.

Marty: Right, and where am I gonna be?

George: You're gonna be in the car with her.

Marty: Right, OK, so right around 9 o'clock she's gonna get very angry with me.

George: Why is she gonna get angry with you?

Marty: Well, because George, nice girls get angry when guys take advantage of them.

George: (horrified) Ho, you mean you're gonna touch her on her-

Marty: No, no, George, look, it's just an act, right? OK, so 9 o'clock you're strolling through the parking lot, you see us struggling in the car, you walk up, you open the door and you say...

Silence.

Marty: ...your line, George!

George: Oh, uh, hey you, get your damn hands off her. Do you really think I ought to swear?

Marty: Yes, definitely, God-dammit George, swear. OK, 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.

George: Oh, you make it sound so easy. I just, I wish I wasn't so scared.

Marty: George, there's nothing to be scared of. All it takes is a little self confidence. You know, if you put your mind to it, you could accomplish anything.

NOVEMBER 12, 1955