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Chuck, Chuck, its' your cousin. Your cousin Marvin Berry, you know that new sound you're lookin for, well listen to this. It was meant to be. Anyway, if Grandpa hadn't hit him, then none of you would have been born. Yeah man, that was good. Let's do another one. My equipment, that reminds me, Marty, you better not hook up to the amplifier. There's a slight possibility for overload. That's George McFly?
Right, okay, so right around 9:00 she's gonna get very angry with me. Uh, stories, science fiction stories, about visitors coming down to Earth from another planet. C'mon, open up, let me out of here, Yo. Well, because George, nice girls get angry when guys take advantage of them. Well, aren't you going up to the lake tonight, you've been planning it for two weeks.
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Doc. 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. And he could sleep in my room. Mr. McFly, Mr. McFly, this just arrived, oh hi Marty. I think it's your new book. Ho ho ho, look at it roll. Now we could watch Jackie Gleason while we eat.
That was so stupid, Grandpa hit him with the car. Mr. McFly, Mr. McFly, this just arrived, oh hi Marty. I think it's your new book. You know, Doc, you left your equipment on all week. Who's are these? 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.
Good, there's somebody I'd like you to meet. Lorraine. Okay, alright, Saturday is good, Saturday's good, I could spend a week in 1955. I could hang out, you could show me around. No no no, Doc, I just got here, okay, Jennifer's here, we're gonna take the new truck for a spin. You'll find out in thirty years. Okay, alright, I'll prove it to you. Look at my driver's license, expires 1987. Look at my birthday, for crying out load I haven't even been born yet. And, look at this picture, my brother, my sister, and me. Look at the sweatshirt, Doc, class of 1984.