not just one!
BIFF: I just put the second coat on last week.
- With your eyes closed?
- Are you two related?
Hello? Hello? Anybody home?
You think Griff called me
Grandpa for his health?
MARTY: He's Griff?
GRIFF: Gramps!
What the hell am I paying you for?
BIFF: Kid, say hello to your grandma for me.
GRIFF: Get out of there, Gramps.
BIFF: Take it easy!
And McFly, don't go anywhere!
You're next!
BOY: This is a video game.
[Beeps and bloops]
I got it working.
BOY: My dad taught me about these.
MARTY: It is Wild Gunman.
BOY: How do you play this thing?
I'll show you, kid.
I'm a crack shot at this.
BOY: You mean you have to use your hands?
That's like a baby's toy.
Baby's toy?
MARTY JR: Pepsi Perfect.
- Damn!
- Pepsi.
GRIFF: McFly!
I thought I told you to stay in here!
Guys, how's it going?
GRIFF: McFly!
MARTY JR: Yeah?
GRIFF: McFly!
MARTY JR: What?
Your shoe's unbelted.
So, McFly, have you made a decision
about tonight's opportunity?
Yeah, Griff. I was thinking about how
I'm not sure because it might be dangerous.
What's wrong, McFly?
VIXEN: You got no scrote?
He's a complete wimp.
GRIFF: What's it going to be, McFly?
Are you in or out?
I just, I'm not sure that I should.
I should discuss it with my father.
GANG: Your father?
Wrong answer, McFly! You lose!
MARTY JR: Okay, Griff, I'll do it.
Whatever you say.
Stay down and shut up.
GRIFF: Keep pedaling, you two!
GRIFF: Now...
...let's hear the right answer.
GRIFF: Well!
Since when did you become
the physical type?
The answer's no, Griff.
- No?
- What are you, deaf and stupid? I said no!
GRIFF: What's wrong, McFly? Chicken?
[Dramatic overture]
[Synthesized clucking]
MARTY: What did you call me, Griff?
Chicken, McFly!
Nobody calls me...
[Hesitant laugh]
...chicken.
[Electricity surging]
[Michael Jackson's Beat It playing]
[Electric motors whirring]
- All right, punk!
- Look!
MARTY: Stop! Little girl, little girl.
Stop. Look, I need to borrow your "hoverboard."
LACKEY: Where is he?
MARTY: Here.
LACKEY: There!
[Adventurous instrumental music]
He's on a hoverboard.
LACKEY: Get the boards!
VIXEN: Get McFly!
LACKEY: Get him!
VIXEN: Yeah, we got him!
[Landing jets firing]
There's something very familiar about all this.
LACKEY: McFly, you bojo!
- Those boards don't work on water!
- Unless you've got power!
[Ominous instrumental music]
[Aggressive whirring]
Hook on!
Batter up!
[Jets firing]
[Desperate screams]
[Windows shattering]
Holy shit!
Buttheads.
[Electronic beeping]
JACKET: Drying mode on.
Jacket drying.
[Confirmation beep]
Your jacket is now dry.
[Distant police sirens]
Hey, kid. Hey, little girl, thanks.
Keep it. I got a Pit Bull now.
GIRL: Come on.
SOLICITOR: Save the clock tower!
Throw in $100
and help save the clock tower.
Sorry, no.
- That's an important historical landmark!
- Some other time.
SOLICITOR:
Lightning struck that thing 60 years ago.
MARTY: Wait a minute.
Cubs win World Series...
- Against Miami?
- Yeah, it's something, huh?
Who would've thought? 100-1 shot!
I wish I could go back
to the beginning of the season...
...bet on the Cubs.
- I just meant Miami...
What did you just say?
I wish I could go back to the beginning
of the season, bet on the Cubbies!
SALESLADY: This has an interesting feature.
It has a dust jacket.
Books had these to protect the covers.
That was before dust-repellent paper.
If you're interested in dust,
we have something from the 1980s...
...called a Dustbuster.
MARTY: I can't lose.
DOC: Up here!
- Doc, what's going on?
- Stand by. I'll park over there.
MARTY: Yeah, all right.
MARTY: Hey, right on time.
Flying DeLorean?
BIFF: I haven't seen one in 30 years.
MARTY JR: Sorry. Excuse me. Sorry.
MARTY JR: I'm walking here!
I'm walking here!
- What the hell?
- Don't drive trank, low-res scuzzball!
Two of them?
DOC: I left him in
a suspended animation