Albert
Say, why do you let those boys push you around like that?
Hey man, look at Marvin’s hand. He can’t play with his hands like that, and we can’t play without him.
Lorraine.
Nah, I just don’t think I’m cut out for music.
Alright, alright, okay McFly, get a grip on yourself. It’s all a dream. Just a very intense dream. Woh, hey, listen, you gotta help me.
I’m gonna get that son-of-a-bitch.
Of course, from a group of Libyan Nationalists. They wanted me to build them a bomb, so I took their plutonium and in turn gave them a shiny bomb case full of used pinball machine parts.
Doc.
I’m sure that in 1985, plutonium is available at every corner drug store, but in 1955, it’s a little hard to come by. Marty, I’m sorry, but I’m afraid you’re stuck here.
Uh, yeah.
Precisely.
I’m gonna get that son-of-a-bitch.
Precisely.
Stop it.
this has gotta be a dream.
Take that you mutated son-of-a-bitch. My pine, why you. You space bastard, you killed a pine.
No, Doc.
Now, now, Biff, now, I never noticed any blindspot before when I would drive it. Hi, son.
Yeah, well uh, lets keep this brain melting stuff to ourselves, okay?
Wrecked?
What the hell is a gigawatt?
About 30 years, it’s a nice round number.
Thanks.
Hey, McFly, I thought I told you never to come in here. Well it’s gonna cost you. How much money you got on you?
I over slept, look I need your help. I have to ask Lorraine out but I don’t know how to do it. I have to ask Lorraine out but I don’t know how to do it.
Doc.
Get your meat hooks off of me.
C’mon.
Hey boy, are you alright?
That’s for messing up my hair.
Alright, alright, okay McFly, get a grip on yourself. It’s all a dream. Just a very intense dream. Woh, hey, listen, you gotta help me.
Because, you might regret it later in life.
No no no no no, Marty, both you and Jennifer turn out fine. It’s your kids, Marty, something has got to be done about your kids.
Oh, pleased to meet you, Calvin Marty Klein. Do you mind if I sit here?
Marty, I’m sorry, but the only power source capable of generating one point twenty-one gigawatts of electricity is a bolt of lightning.
Last night, Darth Vader came down from planet Vulcan. And he told me that if I didn’t take Lorraine, that he’d melt my brain.
Go.
Take that you mutated son-of-a-bitch. My pine, why you. You space bastard, you killed a pine.
So you’re my Uncle Joey. Better get used to these bars, kid.
Yeah well, I saw it on a rerun.
It was meant to be. Anyway, if Grandpa hadn’t hit him, then none of you would have been born.
Hey, don’t I know you from somewhere?
Never mind that now, never mind that now.
You want it, you know you want it, and you know you want me to give it to you.
Okay, that’s enough. Now stop the microphone. I’m sorry fellas. I’m afraid you’re just too darn loud. Next, please. Where’s the next group, please.
Look, George, I’m telling you George, if you do
