sure?
You know what happened to you
on the Fourth of July.
Whiskey.
Okay, I ain't your papa.
Just don't want to see you do the wrong thing.
You can leave the bottle.
It's a woman, right?
I knew it. I've seen that look
on a man's face...
...a thousand times all across the country.
All I can tell you, friend,
is you'll get over her.
Clara was one in a million.
One in a billion. One in a googolplex.
The woman of my dreams,
and I've lost her for all time.
I can assure you, sir, there are other women.
Peddling this barbed wire
across the country...
...has taught me one thing for certain...
...it's that you never know
what the future might bring.
The future. I can tell you about the future.
Man, did I sleep.
What time is it, Doc?
Doc!
Wake up!
Get up! Let's go!
I got me a runt to kill.
It's still early, boss. What's your hurry?
I'm hungry.
And in the future, we don't need horses.
We have motorized carriages
called automobiles.
If everybody's got one of these auto whatsits...
...does anybody walk or run anymore?
Of course they run, but for recreation, for fun.
Run for fun?
What the hell kind of fun is that?
Doc!
How much has he had?
None. That's the first one,
and he hasn't touched it yet.
He just likes to hold it.
Doc!
What are you doing?
I've lost her, Marty.
There's nothing left for me here.
That's why you gotta come back with me.
-Where?
-Back to the future!
-Right! Let's get going!
-Great.
Gentlemen, excuse me.
My friend and I have to catch a train.
Here's to you, blacksmith.
-And to the future.
-Amen.
-Amen.
-Emmett, no!
Doc!
Come on, Doc. Wake up! Wake up, Doc!
-How many did he have?
-Just the one.
-Just the one? Come on, Doc.
-There's a fellow that can't hold his liquor.
-Get me some black coffee!
-Joey, coffee!
Ma'am?
-How far does the 8:00 train go?
-San Francisco is the end of the line.
I'll take a one-way ticket.
To sober him up in a hurry,
you need something a lot stronger than coffee.
What do you suggest?
Joey, let's make some wake-up juice.
Come on, Doc, swallow.
In about 10 minutes...
...he's gonna be as sober as a priest on Sunday.
Ten minutes!
Why do we cut these things so damn close?
Here, stick this clothespin on his nose.
When he opens up his mouth,
go ahead and pour it on down his gullet.
Stand back.
-He's still out!
-That was just a reflex action.
It'll take a few more minutes
for the stuff to clear up his head.
Perfect.
Come on, Doc. Wake up, buddy.
Wake up, Doc!
Seamus?
Wouldn't expect to see you here this morning.
Aye. Something inside me told me
I should be here...
...as if my future had something to do with it.
He'll come around in a minute. Come on.
Come on, Doc. Let's go!
Let's wake up now, buddy.
Are you in there, Eastwood?
It's 8:00 and I'm calling you out.
It's not 8:00 yet!
It is by my watch!
Let's settle this once and for all, runt!
Or ain't you got the gumption?
Listen.
I'm not really feeling up to this today.
-So I'll have to forfeit.
-Forfeit?
What's that mean?
-It means that you win without a fight.
-Without shooting? He can't do that.
You can't do that!
You know what I think?
I think you ain't nothing but a gutless,
yellow turd!
I'm giving you to the count of 10
to come out here and prove I'm wrong!
One!
Doc, come on, sober up, buddy.
Two!
You better get out there, son.
I got $20 gold bet on you, so don't let me down.
Three!
I got $30 gold bet against you,
so don't let me down.
Four!
You better face up to it, son,
because if you don't go out there...
What?
Five!
-What if I don't go out there?
-You're a coward.
Six!
And you'll be branded a coward
for the rest of your days!
Everybody everywhere will say Clint Eastwood...
...is the biggest yellow-belly in the West!
Seven!
Here!
Eight!
I already got a gun.
Nine!
Ten!
Do you hear me, runt?
I said that's 10,
you gutless, yellow pie-slinger!
He's an asshole!
I don't care what Tannen says!
I don't care what