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you,
if you do not ask Lorraine to that dance
I'll regret it for the rest of my life.
I can't go.
I'll miss my favorite TV program,
Science Fiction Theatre.
Yeah, but Lorraine wants to go with you.
Give her a break.
I'm just not ready
to ask Lorraine out to the dance
and not you
or anybody else on this planet
is going to make me change my mind.
Science Fiction Theatre.
Who are you?
"Silence, Earthling.
My name is Darth Vader.
I am an extraterrestrial
from the planet Vulcan.
Marty!
Marty! Marty!
George, buddy.
You weren't at school.
What have you been doing?
I overslept. I need your help.
I have to ask Lorraine out,
but I don't know how to do it.
Keep your pants on. She's over in the cafe.
God! How do you?
What made you change your mind?
Last night, Darth Vader came down
from planet Vulcan
and told me that if I didn't
take Lorraine out, he'd melt my brain.
Let's just keep this brain-melting stuff
to ourselves, okay?
Yeah. Yeah.
All right. There she is.
Just go in there and invite her.
But I don't know what to say.
Say anything.
Say whatever's natural,
the first thing that comes into your mind.
Nothing's coming to my mind.
Jesus. It's a wonder I was even born.
What? What?
Nothing.
Tell her destiny brought you together.
Tell her she is the most beautiful girl
you have ever seen in the world.
Girls like that stuff.
What are you doing?
I'm writing this down. This is good stuff.
Yeah. Okay. Can you take care of that?
Right.
Lou, give me a milk.
Chocolate.
Lorraine.
My density
has popped me to you.
What?
What I meant to say was
Wait a minute.
Don't I know you from somewhere?
Yes.
Yes. I'm George. George McFIy.
I'm your density.
I mean
your destiny.
McFIy.
I thought I told you never to come in here.
Well, it's going to cost you.
How much money you got on you?
How much do you want, Biff?
All right, punk.
Now I'm going to-
Biff. What's that?
That's Calvin Klein. My God, he's a dream.
Kid! Kid, stop! Stop!
I'll get it back to you.
You broke it!
Come back here!
Look at him go!
Get him!
To the car! Go!
What's that thing he's on?
A board with wheels.
He's an absolute dream.
Come on, come on!
Look out for the car!
I'm going to ram him.
Shit!
Thanks a lot, kid.
I'm going to get that son of a bitch.
Where does he come from?
Yeah, where does he live?
I don't know
but I'm going to find out.
My God.
They found me.
I don't know how, but they found me.
Run for it, Marty!
My God.
They found me.
I don't know how, but they found me.
Run for it, Marty!
Doc?
Hi, Marty. I didn't hear you come in.
Fascinating device, this video unit.
Listen, Doc.
I haven't told you about -
One shouldn't know about his own destiny.
You don't understand.
I do.
If I know too much
I endanger my own existence
just as you've endangered yours.
You're right.
Let me show you my plan
for sending you home.
Please excuse the crudity of this model.
I didn't have time to build it to scale
or paint it.
It's good.
Thank you.
We run industrial-strength electrical cable
from the top of the clock tower
down, suspending it over the street
between these two lampposts.
Meanwhile, we've outfitted the time
vehicle with this big pole and hook
which runs directly
into the flux capacitor.
At the calculated moment
you start o"ff f"rom down the street
driving directly toward the cable,
accelerating to 88 miles per hour.
According to the flyer, at precisely
10:04 p. m. this Saturday night
lightning will strike the clock tower,
electrifying the cable
as the connecting hook makes contact
thereby sending 1.21 gigawatts
into the flux capacitor
and sending you back to 1985.
All right, now. Watch this.
You wind up the car and release it.
I'll simulate the lightning.
Ready.
Set.
Release.
You're instilling me
with a lot of confidence.
Don't worry. I'll take care of ideas.
You take care of your pop.
By the way
what happened today? Did he ask her out?
I think

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