is everything all right? Over.
It's very miserable flying weather
much too turbulent
for a landing from this direction.
I'll have to approach from the south.
Have you got the book?
In my hand, Doc! I got it in my hand!
Burn it!
Check!
Doc! Doc! The newspaper changed.
Doc, my father's alive!
That means everything's
back to normal, right?
Mission accomplished.
That means Jennifer's okay
and Einie's okay, right?
That's right, Marty. It's the ripple effect.
The future is back, so let's go home.
Right. Let's get our asses back to the
Doc, Doc, are you okay?
That was a close one.
I almost bought the farm.
Well, be careful.
You don't want to get struck by lightning.
Doc.
Doc?
Doc, come in, Doc.
Doc, do you read me?
Do you read me, Doc? Come in.
Doc.
No.
He's gone.
The Doc's gone.
Mr. McFIy!
Is your name Marty McFIy?
Yeah.
I've got something for you.
A letter.
A letter for me?
That's impossible.
Who the hell are you?
Western Union.
Many of us at the office were hoping
you could shed some light on the subject.
We've had that envelope in our possession
for the past 70 years.
It was given to us
with the explicit instructions
that it be delivered
to a young man with your description
answering to the name of Marty
at this exact location
at this exact minute, November 12, 1955.
We had a bet going on whether this Marty
would actually be here.
Looks like I lost.
Did you say 70 years?
Yes. 70 years, 2 months, 12 days, to be exact.
Sign on line 6, please.
Here you are.
It's from the Doc!
"Dear Marty,
if my calculations are correct
"you will receive this letter immediately after
the DeLorean's struck by lightning.
"First let me assure you I'm alive and well.
"I've been living happily
these past eight months in the year 1885.
"The lightning bolt
1885!
"September, 1885."
Wait, kid!
Wait a minute. What's this all about?
He's alive!
The Doc's alive!
He's in the Old West, but he's alive.
Kid, you all right?
Need any help?
There's only one man who can help me.
Doc! Doc!
Doc! Doc!
Relax, Doc. It's me. It's me! It's Marty.
Impossible. I sent you back to the future.
I know, you did send me back
but I'm back. I'm back from the future.
Great Scott!
Doc!
Doc.
Doc.
McFIy.
That's right, Tannen!
Come on, runt!
You can dance better than that!
Subtitles By RajaneeHow about a ride, mister?
Jennifer.
Man, are you a sight for sore eyes.
Let me look at you.
Marty, you're acting like
you haven't seen me in a week.
I haven't.
Are you okay? Is everything all right?
Yeah.
Everything's great.
Marty!
You've got to come back with me.
- Where?
- Back to the future.
- Wait a minute. What are you doing, Doc?
- I need fuel.
Go ahead. Quick. Get in the car.
No. Look, Doc, I just got here.
Jennifer's here.
We're going to take
the new truck for a spin.
Bring her along. This concerns her, too.
Wait a minute. What are you talking about?
What happens to us in the future?
Do we become assholes or something?
No. You and Jennifer both turn out fine.
It's your kids, Marty.
Something's got to be done about them.
Doc, you better back up.
We don't have enough road to get up to 88.
Roads? Where we're going,
we don't need roads.
Say, Marty!
Marty, I wanted to show
you these new matchbooks...
...for my auto detailing I had printed up.
A flying DeLorean?
What the hell is going on here?
- What the hell was that?
- Taxicab.
- Taxicab? I thought we were flying.
- Precisely.
All right, Doc. What's going on?
Where are we? When are we?
We're descending toward
Hill Valley, California...
...at 4:29 p. M...
...on Wednesday, October 21, 2015.
2015?
You mean we're in the future.
What do you mean?
How can we be in the future?
Jennifer...
...I don't know how to tell you this, but...
...you're in a time machine.
And this is the year 2015?
October 21, 2015.
God, so, like, you weren't kidding.
Marty, we can actually see our future.
You said we were married,