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You do? I have to tell you about the future. Yeah, I think maybe you do. Doc. No, it was The Enchantment Under The Sea Dance. Our first date. It was the night of that terrible thunderstorm, remember George? Your father kissed me for the very first time on that dance floor. It was then I realized I was going to spend the rest of my life with him.
No, bastards. After I fell off my toilet, I drew this. No wait, Doc, the bruise, the bruise on your head, I know how that happened, you told me the whole story. you were standing on your toilet and you were hanging a clock, and you fell, and you hit your head on the sink, and that's when you came up with the idea for the flux capacitor, which makes time travel possible. Re-elect Mayor Goldie Wilson. Progress is his middle name. That's good advice, Marty.
Yeah Mom, we know, you've told us this story a million times. You felt sorry for him so you decided to go with him to The Fish Under The Sea Dance. Yeah well, you shouldn't drink. Wait a minute, wait a minute, Doc, are you telling me that you built a time machine out of a delorean. Yoo. This Saturday night, mostly clear, with some scattered clouds. Lows in the upper forties.
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Listen, I gotta go but I wanted to tell you that it's been educational. Well, Marty, I'm almost eighteen-years-old, it's not like I've never parked before. Now remember, according to my theory you interfered with with your parent's first meeting. They don't meet, they don't fall in love, they won't get married and they wont have kids. That's why your older brother's disappeared from that photograph. Your sister will follow and unless you repair the damages, you will be next. Don't tell me. Uh, you want me to buy a subscription to the Saturday Evening Post? What's that thing he's on?
Good evening, I'm Doctor Emmet Brown, I'm standing here on the parking lot of- What was it, George, bird watching? Oh no, don't touch that. That's some new specialized weather sensing equipment. Shut your filthy mouth, I'm not that kind of girl. Here you go, lady. There's a quarter.
Hey Marty, I'm not your answering service, but you're outside pouting about the car, Jennifer Parker called you twice. Now which one was it, Greg or Craig? My name's Lorraine, Lorraine Baines. Your, your right. You're George McFly.