Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Wait a minute

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C’mon man, let’s do something that really cooks. The way I see it, if you’re gonna build a time machine into a car why not do it with some style. Besides, the stainless, steel construction made the flux dispersal- look out. Hey McFly, what do you think you’re doing. Oh, thank you, thank you. Okay now, we run some industrial strength electrical cable from the top of the clocktower down to spreading it over the street between two lamp posts. Meanwhile, we out-fitted the vehicle with this big pole and hook which runs directly into the flux-capacitor. At the calculated moment, you start off from down the street driving toward the cable execrating to eighty-eight miles per hour. According to the flyer, at !0:04 pm lightning will strike the clocktower sending one point twenty-one gigawatts into the flux-capacitor, sending you back to 1985. Alright now, watch this. You wind up the car and release it, I’ll simulate the lightening. Ready, set, release. Huhh. What, I don’t get what happened.

Nothing’s coming to my mind. Yeah, but you’re uh, you’re so, you’re so thin. Excuse me. Well, ma, we talked about this, we’re not gonna go to the lake, the car’s wrecked. You want it, you know you want it, and you know you want me to give it to you.

Doc, is that a de- Hey c’mon, I had to change
This is it. This is the answer. It says here that a bolt of lightning is gonna strike the clock tower precisely at 10:04 p.m. next Saturday night. If we could somehow harness this bolt of lightning, channel it into the flux capacitor, it just might work. Next Saturday night, we’re sending you back to the future. Sam, here’s the young man you hit with your car out there. He’s alright, thank god. Well, uh, listen, uh, I really- Whoa, whoa, kid, kid, stop, stop, stop, stop. Oh, just a little weather experiment.

Radiation suit, of course, cause all of the fall out from the atomic wars. This is truly amazing, a portable television studio. No wonder your president has to be an actor, he’s gotta look good on television. C’mon, more, dammit. Jeez. Holy shit. Let’s see if you bastards can do ninety. Never mind that now, never mind that now. Right check, Doc. Why thank you, Marty. George. Good morning, sleepyhead, Good morning, Dave, Lynda

Yeah. Please, Marty, don’t tell me, no man should know too much about their own destiny. Not a word, not a word, not a word now. Quiet, uh, donations, you want me to make a donation to the coast guard youth auxiliary? Calvin, why do you keep calling me Calvin? I’m telling the truth, Doc, you gotta believe me.

Evening, Doctor Brown, what’s with the wire?

Safe now, everything’s let lined. Don’t you lose those tapes now, we’ll need a record. Wup, wup, I almost forgot my luggage. Who knows if they’ve got cotton underwear in the future. I’m allergic to all synthetics. Hi. Well, Biff. Sam, quit fiddling with that thing and come in here and eat your dinner. Yeah okay.

Hey, George, buddy, you weren’t at school, what have you been doing all day? No, Biff, you leave her alone. But you’re good, Marty, you’re really good. And this audition tape of your is great, you gotta send it in to the record company. It’s like Doc’s always saying. Wait a minute, Doc. What are you talking about? What happens to us in the future? What do we become assholes or something? whoa, whoa Doc, stuck here, I can’t be stuck here, I got a life in 1985. I got a girl.

He’s alright. Ahh. C’mon, Mom, make it fast, I’ll miss my bus. Hey see you tonight, Pop. Woo, time to change that oil. You heard her she said get your meat hooks, off, uh please. I know what you’re gonna say, son, and you’re right, you’re right, But Biff just happens to be my supervisor, and I’m afraid I’m not very good at confrontations.

Leave her alone, you bastard. Uncle Jailbird Joey? Flux capacitor. No sir, I’m gonna make something out of myself, I’m going to night school and one day I’m gonna be somebody. Who, who?

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Good. Have a good trip Einstein, watch your head. Oh, what I meant to day was- Hey you, get your damn hands off, oh. Yeah. Shut your filthy mouth, I’m not that kind of girl.

Yeah. The appropriate question is, weren’t the hell are they. Einstein has just become the world’s first time traveler. I sent him into the future. One minute into the future to be exact. And at exactly 1:21 a.m. we should cat h up with him and the time machine. yes, Joey just loves being in his playpen. he cries whenever we take him out so we just leave him in there all the time. Well Marty, I hope you like meatloaf. Calvin. Never?

I don’t wanna know your name. I don’t wanna know anything anything about you. Marty, don’t go this way. Strickland’s looking for you. If you’re caught it’ll be four tardies in a row. See, there’s Biff out there waxing it right now. Now, Biff, I wanna make sure that we get two coats of wax this time, not just one. You okay, is everything alright? Perfect, just perfect.

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