STRICKLAND: One.
MARTY: I just want to know what's going on.
Two.
[Tires screeching]
PUNKS: Strickland!
PUNKS: Yeah!
[Machine-gun fire]
[Bullets ricocheting]
[Panicked gasping]
[Shotgun blast]
Eat lead, slackers!
[Battle cry]
[Rock music plays]
Watch where you're going,
crazy drunk pedestrian.
Red.
[Fuse blowing]
RECORDING: Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to the Biff Tannen Museum.
Dedicated to Hill Valley's
number one citizen...
... and America's greatest living folk hero...
... the one and only Biff Tannen.
Of course we've all heard the legend,
but who is the man?
Inside you'll learn how Biff
became one of the richest men in America.
Learn the amazing history
of the Tannen family...
... starting with his grandfather
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen...
... fastest gun in the West.
See Biff's humble beginnings
and how a trip to the racetrack...
... on his 21st birthday
made him a millionaire overnight.
Share in the excitement
of a fabulous winning streak...
... that earned him the nickname
"The Luckiest Man on Earth."
Learn how Biff parlayed
that lucky winning streak...
... into the vast empire called Biffco.
Discover how in 1979...
... Biff successfully lobbied
to legalize gambling...
... and turned Hill Valley's
dilapidated courthouse...
... into a beautiful casino hotel.
BIFF: I just want to say one thing:
God bless America!
RECORDING: Meet the women
who shared his passion...
... as he searched for true love...
... and relive Biff's happiest moment...
... as in 1973
he realized his romantic dream...
... by marrying his high school sweetheart
Lorraine Baines McFly.
BIFF: Third time's the charm.
MARTY: No!
MARTY: No!
LACKEY: Come with us upstairs.
- Let me go.
- We can do this the easy way or the hard way.
RECORDING: The easy way.
[Dreamy instrumental harp]
MARTY: Mom? Mom, is that you?
LORRAINE: Just relax, Marty.
LORRAINE: You've been asleep
for almost two hours.
I had a horrible nightmare. It was terrible.
LORRAINE: Well, you're safe and sound now,
back on the good old 27th floor.
27th floor!
Mom? Mom, that can't be you.
Well, yes, it's me, Marty. Are you all right?
I'm fine. I'm fine.
It's just that you're so... You're so...
...big.
Everything's going to be fine, Marty.
Are you hungry?
I can call room service.
Room service?
BIFF: Lorraine!
LORRAINE: Oh, my God. It's your father.
My father?
You're supposed to be in Switzerland,
you son of a bitch!
My father!
You got kicked out of another boarding school?
Do you know how much dough
I've blown on your no-good kids?
What the hell do you care? We can afford it.
The least we can do with that money
is provide a better life for our children.
Hold on. Let's get this straight.
Marty is your kid, not mine.
All the world's money
wouldn't help that lazy bum.
LORRAINE: Stop it, Biff. Just stop it.
Look at him.
He's a butthead, just like his old man was.
Don't you dare speak
that way about George.
You're not even half the man he was.
MARTY: You son of a bitch!
[Tearful moaning]
BIFF: Always the little hothead?
You want to take a poke at me?
LORRAINE: Damn it, Biff.
That's it. I'm leaving.
So go ahead. Think about this, Lorraine!
Who's going to pay for your clothes?
And your jewelry and liquor?
Who's going to pay for your cosmetic surgery?
You were the one
who wanted me to get these things.
If you want them back, you can have them.
BIFF: Look, Lorraine.
You leave and I won't only cut off you,
I'll cut off your kids.
LORRAINE: You wouldn't.
BIFF: Wouldn't I?
First your daughter Linda.
I'll cancel all her credit cards.
BIFF: She'll settle