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What were you doing in the middle of the street, a kid your age. You’re gonna be in the car with her. Why not? Ahh. Oh hey, Biff, hey, guys, how are you doing?

Don’t worry, I’ll take care of the lightning, you take care of your pop. By the way, what happened today, did he ask her out? I’ll get it back to you, alright? Please, Marty, don’t tell me, no man should know too much about their own destiny. Will you take care of that? Good morning, Mom.

Unroll their fire. Mom, Dad. Dammit, Doc, why did you have to tear up that letter? If only I had more time. Wait a minute, I got all the time I want I got a time machine, I’ll just go back and warn him. 10 minutes oughta do it. Time-circuits on, flux-capacitor fluxing, engine running, alright. No, no no no no, c’mon c’mon. C’mon c’mon, here we go, this time. Please, please, c’mon. Yeah, exactly. Kids, we’re gonna have to eat this cake by ourselves, Uncle Joey didn’t make parole again. I think it would be nice, if you all dropped him a line.

Scram, McFly. Yeah. You know Marty, you look so familiar, do I know your mother? Yeah. Mom, Dad.

Mom, Dad. Great good, good, Lorraine, I had a feeling about you two. Uh? Huh? No.

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