BACK TO THE FUTURE

He starts filming. The car starts driving itself - it is being controlled from the remote!

Marty: Jesus!

Marty turns to Doc, inadvertently filming him.

Doc: Not me, the car, the car!

Marty films the car.

Doc: If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits 88 miles per hour, your gonna see some serious shit. Watch this, watch this.

Doc lets go of the lever. The car heads towards him and Marty. Then as it hits 88 miles per hour, it lets off a blue glow and disappears, leaving behind two fire trails which almost hit the feet of Marty and Doc. The licence plate falls off the car and spins around on the ground.

Doc: Ha, what did I tell you, 88 miles per hour! The temporal displacement occurred at exactly 1.20am and zero seconds!

Marty picks up the OUTATIME plate.

Marty: Hot, Jesus Christ, Doc. Jesus Christ, Doc, you disintegrated Einstein!

Doc: Calm down, Marty, I didn't disintegrate anything. The molecular structure of Einstein and the car are completely intact.

Marty: Where the hell are they?

Doc: The appropriate question is, when the hell are they! Einstein has just become the world's first time traveller! I sent him into the future. 1 minute into the future to be exact. And at exactly 1.21am we should catch up with him and the time machine.

Marty: Wait a minute, wait a minute, Doc, are you telling me that you built a time machine... out of a DeLorean?

Doc: 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.....

Doc checks his watch.

Doc: Look out!

The DeLorean reappears. It's steaming. Doc walks over to it and touches it.

Marty: What, what is it hot?

Doc: It's cold, damn cold. (Opens the door) Ha, ha, ha, Einstein, you little devil. Einstein's clock is exactly one minute behind mine, it's still ticking.

Doc's clock says 1.22, Einstein's clock says 1.21. Doc unbuckles Einstein's seatbelt and he runs happily into the van.

Marty: He's all right.

Doc: He's fine, and he's completely unaware that anything happened. As far as he's concerned the trip was instantaneous. That's why Einstein's watch is exactly one minute behind mine. He skipped over that minute to instantly arrive at this moment in time. Come here, I'll show you how it works. First, you turn the time circuits on.

Doc does so. Inside are three panels, each with a different LED display.

Doc: This readout tells you where you're going, this one tells you where you are, this one tells you where you were. You input the destination time on this keypad. Say, you wanna see the signing of the Declaration of Independence...

Doc types in July 4th 1776.

Doc: ...or witness the birth or Christ.

Doc types in December 25th 0000.

Doc: Here's a red-letter date in the history of science, November 5th (surprised) 1955.

Doc types in November 5th 1955 and then realises.

Doc: Yes, of course, November 5th 1955!

Marty: What, I don't get what happened.

Doc: That was the day I invented time travel. I remember it vividly. I was standing on the edge of my toilet hanging a clock, the porcelain was wet, I slipped, hit my head on the edge of the sink. And when I came to, I had a revelation, a picture, a picture in my head, a picture of this.

Doc shows Marty the this.

Doc: This is what makes time travel possible. The flux capacitor.

Marty: The flux capacitor.

Doc: It's taken me almost 30 years and my entire family fortune to realise the vision of that day. My God, has it been that long? Things have certainly changed around here. I remember when this was all farmland as far as the eye could see. Old Man Peabody, owned all of this. He had this crazy idea about breeding pine trees.

Marty: This is uh, this is heavy duty, Doc, this is great. Uh, does it run on regular unleaded gasoline?

Doc: Unfortunately no, it requires something with a little more kick - plutonium!

Marty: Uh, plutonium, wait a minute, are you telling me that this sucker's nuclear?

Doc notices Marty has let the camera drop.

Doc: Hey, hey, keep rolling, keep rolling there. No, no, no, no, this sucker's electrical. But I need a nuclear reaction to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electricity that I need.

Marty: Doc, you don't just walk into a store and ask for plutonium! Did you rip this off?

Doc comes to Marty waving off the idea, and then:

Doc: Of course, from a group of Libyan Nationalists. They wanted me to build them a bomb, so I took their plutonium and in turn gave them a shiny bomb case full of used pinball machine parts!

Marty: Jesus.

Doc: Let's get you into a radiation suit, we must prepare to reload.

A few minutes later, Doc has put more plutonium into the DeLorean and Marty is in a radiation suit.

Doc: Safe now, everything's let lined. Don't you lose those tapes now, we'll need a record. Yep, yep. I almost forgot my luggage. Who knows if they've got cotton underwear in the future. I'm allergic to all synthetics.

He puts a suitcase in the DeLorean.

Marty:: The future, that's where you're going?

Doc: That's right, 25 years into the future. I've always dreamed on seeing the future, looking beyond my years, seeing the progress of mankind. I'll also be able to see who wins the next 25 World Series.

Marty: Uh, Doc.

Doc: Huh?

Marty: Uh, look me up when you get there.

Doc: Indeed I will, roll em.

Marty starts filming.

Doc: I, Dr Emmett Brown, am about to embark on an historic journey.

Doc stops and laughs stupidly to himself - a how could I have forgotten? laugh.

Doc: What am I thinking of, I almost forgot to bring some extra plutonium. How did I ever expect to get back, one pellet, one trip! I must be out of my mind!

Einstein starts barking.

Doc: What is it Einie?

Doc looks to the entrance to the mall. A blue and white van pulls in.

Doc: Oh my God, they found me, I don't know how but they found me. Run for it, Marty!

Marty: Who, who?

Doc: Who do you think, the Libyans!

Marty: Holy shit!

The two hide behind the van.

Doc: I'll draw their fire!

Doc fires his pistol at them. It runs out of bullets.

Marty: Doc, wait!