October is inventory time.
So right now, Statler Toyota is making the best deals of the year...
...on all 1985-model Toyotas.
You won't find a better car...
...at a better price with better service anywhere in Hill Valley.
The Senate is expected to vote on this today.
In other news, officials at the Pacific Nuclear research facility...
...have denied the rumor that a case of missing plutonium...
...was in fact stolen from their vault two weeks ago.
A Libyan terrorist group had claimed responsibility for the alleged theft.
However, officials now attribute the discrepancy to a simple clerical error.
The FBI, which is investigating the matter, had no comment.
Doc?
Hello! Anybody home?
Einstein, come here, boy.
What's going on? God.
Jesus!
That is disgusting.
Rock 'n' roll.
Yo. Marty, is that you?
Doc. Where are you?
Thank God I've found you. Meet me at Twin Pines Mall tonight at 1:15.
I made a breakthrough. I'll need your assistance.
1:15 in the morning? Doc, what's going on?
Where you been all week? Working.
Is Einstein with you? Yeah, he's right here.
You left your equipment on all week.
My equipment. That reminds me, Marty.
Do not hook up to the amplifier. There's a slight possibility of overload.
Yeah. I'll keep that in mind.
Good. I'll see you tonight. Don't forget.
1:15 a.m., Twin Pines Mall. Right.
Are those my clocks I hear? Yeah, it's 8:00.
Perfect! My experiment worked!
They're all exactly 25 minutes slow!
Wait a minute, Doc.
Are you telling me that it's 8:25?
Precisely. Damn!
I'm late for school.
Jennifer. - Strickland's looking for you.
If you get caught, it'll be four tardies in a row.
All right, come on. I think we're safe.
This time it wasn't my fault. The doc set all his clocks 25 minutes slow.
The doc?
Am I to understand you're still hanging around with Dr. Emmett Brown, McFly?
Tardy slip for you, Miss Parker.
And one for you, McFly. l believe that's four in a row.
Let me give you a nickel's worth o"f f"ree advice, young man.
This so-called Dr. Brown is dangerous. He's a real nutcase.
Hang around with him, you'll end up in big trouble.
Yes, sir.
You got a real attitude problem. You're a slacker.
You remind me of your father when he went here. He was a slacker, too.
Can I go now, Mr. Strickland?
Your band is on the roster for the dance auditions after school today.
Why even bother? You don't have a chance.
You're too much like your old man.
No McFly ever amounted to anything in the history of Hill Valley.
Yeah, well, history is going to change.
Next, please.
All right.
We're the Pinheads.
One, two, three.
Okay, that's enough. Thank you, fellas.
Hold it, fellas.
I'm afraid you're just too darn loud.
Next, please.
Next group, please.
Re-elect Mayor Goldie Wilson.
Progress is his middle name.
"Too loud." I can't believe it.
We'll never get a chance to play in front of anybody.
Marty, one rejection isn't the end of the world.
I just don't think I'm cut out for music.
But you're really good, and your audition tape is great.
You've got to send it in to the record company.
-It's like Doc's always saying. -l know.
If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything.
That's good advice.
All right. What if I send in the tape and they don't like it?
What if they say I'm no good?
What if they say, "You got no future"?
I can't take that kind of rejection.
I'm starting to sound like my old man.
-He's not that bad. -Save the clock tower.
He's letting you borrow the car tomorrow night.
Check out that 4x4.
That is hot. Back her up.
Someday, Jennifer. Someday.
Wouldn't it be great to take that truck up to the lake?
Throw a couple of sleeping bags in the back.
Lie out underneath the stars.
-Stop it. -What?
Does your mom know? About tomorrow night?
No, get out of town. My mom thinks I'm going camping with the guys.
My mother would freak out if she knew I was going with you.
I'd get the standard lecture about...
...how she never did that stuff when she was a kid.
Look, I think the woman was born a nun.
She's just trying to keep you respectable.
She's not doing a very good job.
Terrible.
Save the clock tower. Save the clock tower.
Mayor Wilson is sponsoring an initiative to replace that clock.
Thirty years ago, lightning struck that clock tower and the clock hasn't run since.
We at the Hill Valley Preservation Society think it should be preserved the way it is...
...as part of our history and heritage.
There's a quarter. - Thanks.
Don't forget to take a flyer.
Save the clock tower!
Where were we?
Right about here. - Jennifer!
It's my dad. I've got to go.
I'll call you tonight.
I'll be at my grandma's.
Here, let me give you the number.
'Bye.
Bravo, Tango, Delta 6-2-9.
Tow for impoundment. Any unit, please respond.
Perfect. Just perfect.
I can't believe you'd loan me your car...
...without telling me it had a blind spot.
I could've been killed.
Now, Biff, I never noticed...
...that the car had any blind spot before when I would drive it.
Hi, son.
Are you blind, McFly?
How else do you explain that wreck out there?
Biff, can I assume...
...that your insurance is going to pay for the damage?
My insurance? It's your car.
Your insurance should pay. Who's going to pay for this?
I spilled beer when the car smashed into me. Who'll pay my cleaning bill?
And where's my reports?
I haven't finished those up yet, but I figured since they weren't due 'til--
Hello? Hello? Anybody home?
Think, McFly. Think!
I got to have time to get them retyped.
Do you realize what would happen if I hand in my reports in your handwriting?
I'll get fired.
You wouldn't want that to happen, would you?
-Would you? -Of course not.
I wouldn't want that to happen.
Now, look. I'll finish those reports tonight...
...and I'll run them on over first thing tomorrow.
Not too early. I sleep in Saturday.
Your shoe's untied.
Don't be so gullible, McFly.
Got the place fixed up nice.
I have your car towed to your house...
...and all you got for me is lite beer?
What are you looking at, butthead?
Say hi to your mom for me.
I know what you're going to say, son...
...and you're right.
You're right.
But....
Biff just happens to be my supervisor...
...and I'm afraid I'm just not very good at confrontations.
But the car, Dad.
I mean, he wrecked it. He totaled it.
I needed that car tomorrow night, Dad.
Do you have any idea how important this was to me?
I know, and all I can say is, I'm....
I'm sorry.
Believe me, Marty, you're better off...
...without having to worry about all the aggravation...
...and headaches of playing at that dance.
He's absolutely right. The last thing you need is headaches.
Kids, we're going to have to eat this cake by ourselves.
Your Uncle Joey didn't make parole again.
It would be nice if you all dropped him a line.
Uncle "Jailbird" Joey?
He's your brother, Mom.
Yeah. It's a major embarrassment, having an uncle in prison.
We all make mistakes in life, children.
Goddamn it. I'm late.
David, watch your mouth!
You come here and kiss your mother before you go.
Come on, Mom. Make it fast. I'll miss my bus.
See you later, Pop.
Time to change that oil.
Marty.
I'm not your answering service.
While you were outside pouting over the car...
...Jennifer Parker called you twice.
I don't like her.
Any girl who calls up a boy is just asking for trouble.
Mom. There's nothing wrong with calling a boy.
I think it's terrible. Girls chasing boys.
When I was your age, l never chased a boy or called a boy or...
...sat in a parked car with a boy.
Then how am I ever supposed to meet anybody?
Well, it'll just happen.
Like the way I met your father.
That was so stupid. Grandpa hit him with the car.
It was meant to be.
Anyway...
...if Grandpa hadn't hit him, then none of you would have been born.
Yeah, well.
I don't understand what Dad was doing in the middle of the street.
What was it, George? Bird-watching?
What, Lorraine? What?
Anyway, your Grandpa hit him with the car...
...and brought him into the house.
He seemed so helpless.
Like a little lost puppy, and my heart just went out to him.
Yeah, we know. You've told us this story a million times.
You felt sorry for him.
You decided to go with him to the Fish Under the Sea dance.
No. It was the Enchantment Under the Sea dance.
Our first date. I'll never forget it.
It was the night of that terrible thunderstorm, remember, George?
Your father kissed me for the first time on that dance floor.
It was then that I realized...
...that I was going to spend the rest of my life with him.
Oh, no.
Hello.
Marty, you didn't fall asleep, did you? Doc.
No. No, don't be silly.
Listen, this is very important. I forgot my video camera.
Can you pick it up at my place on your way to the mall?
Yeah. I'm on my way.
Einstein! Where's the doc, boy?
Doc!
-Marty! You made it! -Yeah.
Welcome to my latest experiment. This is the one I've been waiting for all my life.
Well, it's a DeLorean--
All your questions will be answered. Roll tape and we'll proceed.
-ls that a Devo suit? -Never mind that now.
Not now. - I'm ready.
Good evening. I'm Dr. Emmett Brown. I'm in the Twin Pines Mall parking lot.
It's Saturday morning, October 26, 1985, 1:18 a.m.
This is temporal experiment number one.
Come on, Einie. Get in there.
In you go. Sit down.
Put your seat belt on.
Okay.
Please note that Einstein's clock...
...is in precise synchronization with my control watch.
Got it? - Right. Check, Doc.
Have a good trip, Einstein. Watch your head.
You got that thing hooked up to the car?
Watch this. - Yeah. Okay.
Got it.
Jesus!
Not me! The car!
If my calculations are correct...
...when this baby hits 88 miles per hour...
...you're going to see some serious shit.
Watch this!
What did I tell you?
88 miles per hour!
The temporal displacement occurred exactly 1:20 a.m. and zero seconds!
Jesus Christ!
Jesus Christ, Doc! You disintegrated Einstein!
Calm down. I didn't disintegrate anything.
The molecular structure of both Einstein and the car are completely intact.
Then where the hell are they?
The appropriate question is, When 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.
At precisely 1:21 a.m. and zero seconds...
...we shall catch up with him and the time machine.
Wait a minute, Doc.
Are you telling me that you built a time machine...
-...out of a DeLorean? -The way I see it...
...if you're going to build a time machine into a car, why not do it with style?
Besides, the stainless-steel construction made the flux dispersal--
Look out!
What? ls it hot? - It's cold. Damn cold.
Einstein, you little devil!
Einstein's clock is exactly one minute behind mine and still ticking!
He's okay. - He's fine.
He's completely unaware that anything happened.
As far as he's concerned, the trip was instantaneous.
That's why his watch is exactly one minute behind mine.
He skipped over that minute to instantly arrive at this moment in time.
I'll show you how it works.
First, you turn the time circuits on.
This tells you where you're going, this where you are and this where you were.
Input your destination time on this keypad.
Say you want to see the signing of the Declaration of lndependence.
Or witness the birth of Christ.
Here's a red-letter date in the history of science.
November 5, 1955.
Yes, of course.
November 5, 1955.
What happened?
That was the day I invented time travel.
I remember it vividly.
I was standing on my toilet hanging a clock.
The porcelain was wet. l slipped, hit my head on the sink.
When I came to, I had a revelation.
A vision. A picture in my head. A picture of this.
This is what makes time travel possible.
The flux capacitor.
Flux capacitor?
It's taken almost 30 years and my family fortune to realize the vision of that day.
My God, has it been that long?
Things have certainly changed around here.
I remember when this was all farmland as far as the eye could see.
Old man Peabody owned all of this.
He had this crazy idea about breeding pine trees.
This is... This is heavy-duty, Doc. This is great.
Does it run on regular unleaded gasoline?
Unfortunately, no. It requires something with a little more kick. Plutonium.
Plutonium. Wait a minute.
Are you telling me that this sucker is nuclear?
Keep rolling there.
No, this sucker's electrical...
...but I need a nuclear reaction to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electricity I need.
You don't just walk into a store and buy plutonium.
Did you rip that off?
Of course. From a group of Libyans. They wanted me to build them a bomb.
I took the plutonium and gave them a bomb casing full of pinball machine parts.
Come on. Let's get you a radiation suit. - Jesus!
It's safe now. Everything's lead-lined.
Don't lose those tapes now.
I need that as a record.
Let's put this back here. There we go.
Almost forgot my luggage.
Who knows if they got cotton underwear in the future.
-I'm allergic to all synthetics. -The future.
-That's where you're going. -Right.
25 years. I've always dreamed of seeing the future, looking beyond my years...
...seeing the progress of mankind.
Why not?
I'll also be able to see who wins the next 25 World Series.
Doc.
Look me up when you get there.
lndeed I will. Roll 'em.
I, Dr. Emmett Brown...
...am about to embark on an historic journey.
What am I thinking of?
I almost forgot to bring extra plutonium.
How do I expect to get back? One pellet, one trip.
I must be out of my mind.
What is it?
My God.
They found me. l don't know how, but they found me.
Run for it, Marty! - Who?
Who do you think? The Libyans!
Holy shit!
I'll draw their fire!
Doc, wait!
No!
Bastards!
Go!
Come on! Move! Goddamn it!
Jesus!
Holy shit!
Let's see if you bastards can do 90.
Pa, what is it?
What is it, Pa?
Looks like an airplane without wings.
That ain't no airplane. Look.
Don't look!
Listen--
Hello.
Excuse me.
Sorry about your barn.
It's already mutated into human form! Shoot it!
Take that, you mutated son of a bitch!
Wait!
Shoot it, Pa!
- My pine! Why you....
You space bastard! You killed my pine!
Okay, McFly.
Get a grip on yourself. It's all a dream.
Just a very intense dream.
Listen, you got to help me. - Don't stop, Wilbur!
It can't be.
This is nuts.
Come on.
Perfect.
Remember, fellow citizens, the future is in your hands.
If you believe in progress, re-elect Mayor Red Thomas.
Progress is his middle name.
Mayor Red Thomas' progress platform...
...means more jobs, better education...
...bigger civic improvements and lower taxes.
On election day, cast your vote for a proven leader.
Re-elect Mayor Red Thomas.
This has got to be a dream.
Hey, kid. You jump ship?
-What? -What's with the life preserver?
I want to use the phone.
It's in the back.
- Brown.
Great. You're alive.
Come on.
Do you know where 1640 Riverside-- Are you going to order, kid?
Yeah.
Give me a Tab.
I can't give you a tab unless you order something.
Right. Give me a Pepsi Free.
You want a Pepsi, pal, you're going to pay for it.
Just give me something without any sugar in it, okay?
Something without sugar.
McFly.
What are you doing?
Biff.
I'm talking to you, McFly, you lrish bug!
Biff. Guys. How are you doing? You got my homework finished?
Actually, I figured since it wasn't due 'til Monday--
Hello? Hello? Anybody home?
Think, McFly. Think!
I got to have time to recopy it.
You realize what would happen if I hand in my homework in your handwriting?
I'll get kicked out of school.
You wouldn't want that to happen, would you?
-Would you? -Of course not.
-No. -l wouldn't want that to happen.
-What are you looking at, butthead? -Get a load of his life preserver.
Dork thinks he's going to drown.
How about my homework, McFly?
Okay, Biff.
I'll finish that up tonight and then I'll bring it over first thing tomorrow morning.
Not too early. I sleep in Sundays. Your shoe's untied!
Don't be so gullible, McFly.
-l don't want to see you in here again. -Okay. All right. Bye-bye.
-What? -You're George McFly!
Yeah. Who are you?
Why do you let those boys push you around like that for?
They're bigger than me.
Stand tall. Have some respect for yourself.
If you let people walk over you now, they'll walk over you the rest of your life.
Look at me. You think I'll spend my life in this slop house?
Watch it, Goldie. - No, sir!
I'll do something. I'll go to night school.
One day, I'm going to be somebody.
That's right. He's going to be mayor.
Yeah, I'm--
Mayor!
Now that's a good idea! l could run for mayor.
-A colored mayor. That'll be the day. -Wait and see. I will be mayor.
I'll be the most powerful man in Hill Valley...
...and I'm going to clean up this town.
Good. You can start by sweeping the floor.
Mayor Goldie Wilson.
I like the sound of that.
Hey, Dad! George! Hey, you on the bike!
He's a peeping Tom!
Dad!
Wait a minute. Who are you?
Stella! Another one of these damn kids jumped in front of my car!
Come out hereI Help me take him in the house!
Mom?
That you?
There, there, now.
Just relax.
You've been asleep for almost nine hours now.
I had a horrible nightmare.
I dreamed that I went back in time.
It was terrible.
Well...
...you're safe and sound now back in good old 1955.
1955?
You're my....
- My name is Lorraine.
Lorraine Baines? - Yeah.
But you're....
You're so....
You're so thin!
Just relax, Calvin. You got a big bruise on your head.
Where are my pants?
Over there...
...on my hope chest.
l've never seen purple underwear before, Calvin.
Calvin? Why do you keep calling me Calvin?
That is your name, isn't it? Calvin Klein.
It's written all over your underwear.
I guess they call you Cal, huh?
No, actually, people...
...call me Marty.
Pleased to meet you, Calvin--
Marty...
...Klein.
-Do you mind if I sit here? -No. Fine.
No. Good. Fine. Good.
That's a big bruise you have there.
- Lorraine, are you up there?
Oh, my God! It's my mother!
Quick! Put your pants back on!
Marty, how long have you been in port?
Excuse me? - I guessed you're a sailor.
That's why you wear that life preserver.
Coast guard.
Sam, here's the young man you hit with your car. He's all right. Thank God.
What were you doing in the middle of the street?
Don't pay attention to him. He's in one of his moods.
Quit fiddling with that thing. Come in here to dinner.
You already know Lorraine.
This is Milton, this is Sally...
...that's Toby, and over there in the playpen is little baby Joey.
So, you're my uncle Joey.
Better get used to these bars, kid.
Yes. Joey just loves being in his playpen.
He cries whenever we take him out, so we leave him in there all the time.
Well, Marty, I hope you like meat loaf.
-Well, listen, I really ought to-- -Sit here, Marty.
Sam, stop fiddling with that thing and come in here and eat your dinner.
Look at it roll.
Now we can watch Jackie Gleason while we eat.
Our first television set. Dad just picked it up today.
Do you have a television?
Well, yeah. You know, we have two of them.
Wow! You must be rich.
Honey, he's teasing you. Nobody has two television sets.
l've seen this one. This is a classic.
This is where Ralph dresses up as a man from space.
What do you mean, you've seen this? It's brand-new.
Yeah, well, I saw it on a rerun.
What's a rerun?
You'll find out.
You know, Marty, you look so familiar to me.
Do I know your mother?
Yeah, I think maybe you do.
Then I'll call her. l don't want her to worry about you.
You can't.
That is, nobody's home.
Yet.
Listen.
Do you know where Riverside Drive is?
It's on the other end of town. A block past Maple. East end of town.
A block past Maple. That's John F. Kennedy Drive.
Who the hell is John F. Kennedy?
Mother?
With Marty's parents out of town...
...don't you think he ought to spend the night?
After all, Dad almost killed him with the car.
That's true, Marty.
I think you should spend the night. l think you're our responsibility.
-Well, gee, I don't know. -He can sleep in my room.
I got to go!
Thanks very much. You were all great.
See you all later.
Much later.
He's a very strange young man.
He's an idiot.
Comes from upbringing. His parents are probably idiots, too.
Lorraine, you ever have a kid who acts that way, I'll disown you.
Doc?
Don't say a word.
No names. I want to know nothing about you.
Listen, Doc-- - Quiet!
Don't tell me anything.
You got to help-- - Quiet.
I'm going to read your thoughts.
Let's see now. You come here from a great distance?
-Yeah. Exactly. -Don't tell me!
You want me to subscribe to the "Saturday Evening Post".
-No. -Not a word now!
Quiet.
Donations.
You want me to make a donation...
...to the Coast Guard Youth Auxiliary.
Doc...
...I'm from the future.
I came here in a time machine that you invented.
Now, I need your help to get back to the year 1985.
My God!
Do you know what this means?
It means that this damn thing doesn't work at all!
- You got to help me. You are the only one who knows how your time machine works.
Time machine?
I haven't invented any time machine.
Okay. I'll prove it to you.
Look at my driver's license. Expires 1987.
Look at my birthday. l haven't even been born yet.
And look at this picture.
It's my brother, my sister and me.
Look at her sweatshirt, Doc. "Class of 1984"?
Pretty mediocre photographic fakery. They cut off your brother's hair.
I'm telling the truth. You got to believe me.
Then tell me, future boy...
...who's president of the United States in 1985?
-Ronald Reagan. -Ronald Reagan? The actor?
Then who's vice president? Jerry Lewis?
I suppose Jane Wyman is the First Lady. - Wait, Doc!
And Jack Benny is treasury secretary.
- Listen to me.
l've had enough jokes for one evening. Good night, future boy!
- No, wait, Doc.
The bruise on your head. l know how that happened. You told me.
You were standing on your toilet hanging a clock...
...and you fell and hit your head on the sink.
That's when you got the idea for the flux capacitor which...
...is what makes time travel possible.
There's something wrong with the starter, so I hid it here.
After I fell off my toilet...
...I drew this.
The flux capacitor.
It works!
I finally invent something that works!
You bet your ass it works.
We've got to sneak this back to my laboratory.
We've got to get you home!
This is it.
Never mind that now.
Why, that's me! Look at me!
-I'm an old man! -I'm Dr. Emmett Brown.
I'm in the Twin Pines Mall parking lot.
Thank God, I've still got my hair.
What's this thing I'm wearing?
This is a radiation suit.
Radiation suit?
Of course. 'Cause of all the fallout from the atomic wars.
This is truly amazing.
A portable television studio.
No wonder your president has to be an actor. He has to look good on TV.
- This is the part coming up.
This sucker's electrical but I need a nuclear reaction to generate the 1.21 gigawatts....
What did I just say?
...this sucker's electrical, but I need a nuclear reaction...
-...to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of.... -1.21 gigawatts!
1.21 gigawatts.
Great Scott!
What the hell is a gigawatt?
How could I have been so careless?
1.21 gigawatts!
Tom, how am I going to generate that kind of power?
It can't be done, can it?
Doc, look. All we need is a little plutonium.
I'm sure that in 1985 plutonium is available in every corner drugstore...
...but in 1955, it's a little hard to come by.
Marty, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you're stuck here.
Doc, stuck here? I can't be stuck here.
I got a life in 1985.
-l got a girl. -ls she pretty?
Doc, she's beautiful.
She's crazy about me. Look at this.
Look what she wrote here.
That says it all.
Doc, you're my only hope.
Marty, I'm sorry, but the only power source capable of generating...
...1.21 gigawatts of electricity is a bolt of lightning.
What did you say? - A bolt of lightning.
Unfortunately, you never know when or where it's ever going to strike.
We do now.
This is it!
This is the answer.
It says here that a bolt of lightning...
...is going to strike the clock tower at 10:04 p.m. next Saturday night!
If we could somehow harness this lightning...
...channel it into the flux capacitor...
...it just might work.
Next Saturday night we're sending you back to the future!
All right. Saturday's good.
I can spend a week in 1955. l can hang out. You can show me around.
That is out of the question. You must not leave this house.
You must not see or talk to anybody.
Anything you do can have repercussions on future events. Do you understand?
Yeah. Sure. Okay.
Marty...
...have you interacted with anybody else today besides me?
Yeah, well, I might've sort of bumped into my parents.
Great Scott! Let me see that photograph again of your brother.
Just as I thought. This proves my theory. Look at your brother.
His head's gone. It's like it's been erased.
Erased from existence.
They really cleaned this place up. Looks brand-new.
According to my theory, you interfered with your parents' first meeting.
If they don't meet, they won't fall in love, get married or have kids.
That's why your brother's disappearing.
Your sister will follow, and unless you repair the damage, you're next.
Sounds heavy. - Weight has nothing to do with it.
Which one's your pop?
That's him.
Okay. Okay, you guys.
Very funny. You guys are being real mature.
Maybe you were adopted.
Okay, real mature, guys.
Okay, pick up my books. - McFly.
That's Strickland.
Jesus, didn't that guy ever have hair?
Shape up, man. You're a slacker.
Do you want to be a slacker for the rest of your life?
No.
-What did your mother see in him? -l don't know.
I guess she felt sorry for him 'cause her dad hit him with the car.
He hit me with the car.
That's the Florence Nightingale effect.
It happens in hospitals when nurses fall in love with their patients.
Go to it, kid.
George, buddy.
I have been looking all over for you.