Jeffrey D. Dean SR - The Many Worlds of Back To The Future - Second Edition (2015)
Jeffrey D. Dean SR - The Many Worlds of Back To The Future - Second Edition (2015)
Jeffrey D. Dean SR - The Many Worlds of Back To The Future - Second Edition (2015)
Quick Jump
AUTHOR'S INTRODUCTION:
Wednesday
So, where did the writers botch things? At first glance it appears
like they got everything exactly right. Right? Even down to having
time diverge into a separate reality in Back to the Future 2.
Not so fast!
The writers failed to see one important scientific truth. If one could
time travel, every time you moved backward in the timestream, you
will create a divergence, another branch of time. There's no way
around this. Furthermore, there's no way to go backward against the
current. If you travel back in time, you would have to cut a new
divergent branch from the timestream that flows independently of the
timestream you just left and goes in the opposite direction, then
converge that branch with the time stream somewhere down river in
the past.
So, time travel into the past of your present timestream would
create a branch off of the moment you leave your present and flow
backward to converge with the past of your own reality; But guess
what, now that you are in the past of your current reality, it's no
longer your reality, for, in the past from which you came, there was
no you there, and now there is. You've created a separate branch, a
new reality.
For example. Marty leaves 1985 from the Twin Pines Mall Parking
lot. He goes to 1955 of his current reality, where his father is being
bullied by Biff and where he is about to be hit by a car and meet his
future wife. However, in the reality of 1985 that Marty left, there was
no Calvin Klein kid who gets hit by the car instead. In fact, in the
1955 reality that resulted in Marty's time travel to 1985, there was no
Marty in a DeLorean to run over Peabody's pine. The minute Marty
pops into that 1955, it's no longer HIS 1955. It's no longer the 1955
that led to his existence. He's created another 1955, where there is a
Marty McFly in a DeLorean. It's a completely new branch that
diverges off of the time stream that Marty came from.
This is not just speculative friends, this is hard cold science. The
1955 that led to the life Marty knew at the beginning of the movie
had no time traveling Marty in it and no DeLorean. The 1955 Marty
arrives in has both. They simply CANNOT be the same reality. The
only thing that is debated by scientists is what happens to the
original time stream you came from when you go back in time. Not
all scientists believe in the “branch” or “convergence/divergence”
idea. Some just believe all that happens is you overwrite your own
time stream that you came from. You change the future from whence
you came. Others believe that there can only be one time stream,
therefore, when you go back and create a divergent stream, they
believe you destroy the stream you came from.
This is the way the authors of Back to the Future approached time
travel in the first movie. Marty either overwrote the existing time
stream, resulting in his no longer existing, or he created a divergent
branch of the time stream, which had the same result, his original
time stream began to vanish. We know this is their approach
because Marty and his siblings were vanishing. This is classic “time
stream overwrite.” It's based on the “grandfather paradox” (which we
will explore later). The paradoxes and time loops this approach
creates are, as you will learn from reading this book, staggering to
the imagination.
If Marty no longer exists and has overwritten his own time stream,
then how is he there in 1955 to get in the way of his parents'
meeting? The minute he vanished completely, there would be no
Marty to interfere with his parents, and his parents would meet as
they did before and fall in love and give birth to Marty, who would
then go back in time and interfere with his parents. Perpetual
causality loop!
Scientifically speaking, because Marty has altered the time reality
just by being there in 1955, then when Marty takes his father's place
in the car accident and prevents his parents' meeting, he would not
begin to vanish. This unfortunate series of events which leads to
Marty never being born would not flow forward into the reality he just
came from, he's in another branch of reality, he's in another 1955.
His siblings would not vanish either. This, again, is not theory, it is
irrefutable fact. The past that results in no McFly children flows from
a completely different reality in which there is a Calvin/Marty present
in 1955 with a time traveling DeLorean.
He would not vanish at all. He would merely create an alternate
time stream in which he never exists and when he proceeded back
to the future he would discover a world where he never was, just like
George Bailey in “It's A Wonderful Life.”
How could the writers make such a mistake? Because in the first
movie they ignored the possibility of “branches” in the stream and
didn't realize that the 1955 Marty makes all his changes to is not the
same reality as the one that led to Marty's existence to begin with!
Again, this is not opinion, it's fact, it's irrefutable. How could it be
the same reality that led to Marty's birth? In the reality that led to
Marty's existence, there was no Marty McFly in 1955, driving around
in a DeLorean and being mistaken for Calvin Klein.
For this reason alone, if time is a river, and if we could go back in
time, we could never go back to the past that led to our current
reality. Our very presence in that past would create a new reality,
with a completely different future. Therefore, in the possibility of time
travel scenario, traveling into the past, the “many worlds” is not a
theory, it is a scientific irrefutable fact!
The writers didn't realize this fact and made a huge mess of
things. Starting with Marty and his siblings fading slowly out of the
family snapshot he kept in his wallet. Logically and scientifically
speaking there would only be two possibilities once Marty stopped
his parents from meeting.
Quick Jump
LAW NUMBER ONE:
If you are a time traveler intending upon going back into the past,
the past you intend to go to is now your future. When you arrive
there, while it is technically in the past, you have just made it a part
of the present. Being this past you went to is now the present, is no
longer “written” and can be changed just as easily as you can, at any
time in your life, change your future by taking a different path.
As you can now see, time travel effects the laws of physics in
strange and marvelous ways. Most scientists believe time travel to
the past is a complete violation of the laws of physics itself. In the
BTTF movies it is proposed that perhaps travel to the past is not so
much breaking the laws of physics as much as it is bending them to
your will. When you go back to the past then the moments that led
up to the moment in time when you departed for the past now
becomes future to you (while technically remaining the past).
For example, in Marty's case in the first movie, when Marty goes
back to 1955, the moments leading up to his own birth (which were
past to him) are now future. His own past, though it was written, (as
evidenced by his continued existence) is no longer immutable. It can
be altered or even erased. Which is precisely what happens to poor
Marty. He went to the past, to a time before he was even born and
though his birth and his childhood clearly happened and are in the
past, they are now future and therefore no longer "written" in stone.
That past that Marty is clearly a part of begins to slowly fade away in
the first movie. So, while his future past is written (or he couldn't be
there at all to change anything) at the same time his past is not
written (being the future).
This is the first Paradox.
The past is now the future and the future is the past. The events
of his childhood and the ripples leading up to it can now be rewritten,
jeopardizing his own existence. So, once he was in 1955, the future
that Marty came from, the future of the McFly family, (which is also
his past) is no longer written. His past is now become “future.”
Under normal circumstances nothing can change the past. Time
travel to the past represents a unique “exception” to the rule. The
past that led up to the present (that which occured between the time
you left to go to the past and the time you are now occupying),
those events are now future. They can be re-written, they are no
longer immutable.
LAW NUMBER FOUR:
This is, in fact, the ultimate paradox of Back to the Future Part
II. We really thought about this one for a long time, but we
finally decided that after the set-up of Doc saying
"Something's got to be done about your kids," the audience
would feel cheated if we went to the future and found out they
didn't exist. You could, however, argue that existence of Old
Marty, Old Jennifer and their kids in the future automatically
proves that young Marty and Jennifer will eventually get back
to 1985. The flaw in this reasoning is that Doc repeatedly tells
us that the future isn't written, so why would this part of the
future be "written?" Ah, but Back to the Future Part III may
contain the answer to this question after all. When Doc spots
the tombstone in 1885 and sees that the name on the
photograph of the tombstone has vanished but the date
remains, he says "We know this photograph represents what
will happen if the events of today continue to run their course
into tomorrow." That's a pretty big "if." And it suggests that
time travel to the future always takes you to a future based on
the events of the time you left a logical extrapolation of what
the future of that moment holds. Of course, the existence of
free will allows for the possibility of infinite futures, which is
what Doc says at the end of Back to the Future Part III: "Your
future is whatever you make it." But time travel into the future
takes you to the most likely future of the moment you left.
This explanation is a bit frustrating. The authors seem to want to
blame every inconsistency in their plot lines on “paradox.” That's
hard to live with. A time paradox is unavoidable. This incongruity was
avoidable. In this case the authors decided it was more interesting of
a story to do it a certain way and then they want to call it a “paradox”
when it doesn't make any sense; However, what we are describing is
not a paradox at all, by his explanation, the author has turned what
could easily be explained by the four laws of time travel into a glaring
plot hole! He's made matters worse. We find several errors in the
above explanation that do not hold up to further scrutiny.
First, and foremost, is the conclusion that Marty and Jennifer's
eventual return to 1985 is any sort of explanation at all. It creates
even more questions than it answers. How so? If the old Jennifer
and Marty that we see in 2015 are in fact the Jennifer and Marty who
time traveled and then returned to 1985 to live out their lives, the
older couple would have been quite aware of the arrival of their
younger counterparts when it occurs. They would know the exact
moment in time they themselves had traveled to the future and
encountered their older selves.. Marty would have been aware of
Jennifer hiding in his closet that day and Jennifer certainly would not
have fainted when she saw her younger self. She would have full
memories of having traveled to 2015 and seeing herself as an old
woman. To suggest that they would experience a future where they
are married with kids, simply because they are going to make it back
to 1985 some day, this is nothing short of “predestination.” It violates
Rule Number One: Doc's rule that “the future is not written, no one's
is.”
The authors are literally trying to say that the young Marty and
Jennifer have a future in which some day they return to 1985 and
that future is “written.”
The second glaring error they made is in the following question
posed by the authors above:
Author's Quote:
"The flaw in this reasoning is that Doc repeatedly tells us that
the future isn't written, so why would this part of the future be
"written?"
Why? Indeed. Why would the future where they make it back to
1985 be written?
For, you see, the writers (and most fans who point to the presence
of old Jennifer and Marty in 2015 as a plot hole) forget that the 2015
Doc brings them to is not just the future, it's also the past (in more
ways than one). Doc has been there, so it's part of the past. Not only
that but Doc explains he found out about Marty Junior's arrest even
further into the future and then “backtracks” to the moment in time in
2015, then he goes to 1985 to get the kids. This means that the 2015
they experience, complete with an older Jennifer and Marty, is not
just the future, it's also the past and the past... you guessed it... is
written. Doc remembers this “future” to which he brings teenage
Jennifer and Marty. That's all the evidence that we need that it is now
“past.”
This is how rule number 4 explains this paradox completely.
Yet, the authors further compound the plot hole with yet another
ad hoc explanation that makes no sense.
(Author's Explanation)
“Then Doc spots the tombstone in 1885 and sees that the
name on the
MARTY
"It's all my fault, none of this would have
happened if I hadn't bought that damned
book!"
DOC BROWN
"Never mind, that's all in the past."
MARTY
"You mean the future."
DOC BROWN
"Whatever!"
From Wikidot:
QUESTION:
When Doc and Marty are in 1955-A, Doc says they
can't return to the future to stop Biff from stealing the
DeLorean, because it would be the wrong future. But if
that's true, how did Old Biff manage to get back to the
same future that he left? Shouldn't he have come back
to a different future?
Writers' RESPONSE:
As should be clear from the answer to the previous
question, we believe Old Biff DID indeed return to a
different future — a "2015-A," which would have
transformed around Marty, Doc, Jennifer and Einstein
(just as Doc explains how 1985-A would change into
1985 and instantly transform around Jennifer and
Einstein). This would happen AFTER Old Biff returned
with the DeLorean. For this reason, we made sure that
Doc had caught Jennifer and exited the McFly
Townhouse before Old Biff returned. Thus, by the time
Marty and Doc are carrying Jennifer back to the
DeLorean, there COULD be other residents in that
townhouse — or perhaps the McFlys still live there. It is
just as believable that the physicality of the
neighborhood did NOT change as it is to believe that it
did — so we didn't change it. We decided not to make
anything of this idea because this is one of those
difficult time travel concepts that general audiences
have a real hard time understanding. (Try explaining
this stuff to your mother and you'll see what we mean.)
A detailed explanation of it would have slowed down
the story, and most of the audience doesn't ever think
about it. That's why we made certain things ambiguous
and left various things open for interpretation in hopes
that the possibility of at least one or two explanations
would be better than a "definitive" explanation that you
could find holes in. Let's face it, time travel is fantasy,
so there's no way to "prove" anything. As filmmakers,
we try to create a set of rule for our stories and stick by
them, and stay consistent within the little "universe"
that we've created.
Only when you take into account the writers' explanations does
this become one of the worst of all the plot holes in the Back to the
Future trilogy. Especially going strictly by what they have already
said in other interviews. Remember when they explained how
Jennifer and Marty could meet their future selves when time jumping
but Einstein didn't? They quoted Doc Brown from the first movie and
claimed that a person goes to the "most probable future from the
moment they left."
Apparently they also forget one crucial detail in their story when
they claim Biff went to the 2015-A after leaving 1955 for the future. If
the 2015-A future of Hell Valley was “the most probable future” when
Biff leaves 1955 to go back to the future, then the Marty who is
struggling to get his parents back together at the dance, after he
succeeds doing so, will get in the DeLorean and go, not to the future
that was created in the first movie, but, like Biff would go to the Hell
Valley future instead. This would overwrite the 2015 future. Doc is
institutionalized and never builds a time machine, which means
Marty never goes to 2015 to save his family, which means he never
buys the Almanac, which means old Biff never steals the DeLorean
and the Almanc, which means old Biff never gives himself the book.
This would be a perpetual causality loop, where the two timeline
events switch back and forth overwriting each other. Forever!
Mind you, this is not an opinion as to how things would really
work, but rather this is the logical conclusion of what would definitely
happen according to the events as depicted in the movies!
Doc and Marty aren't time travelers in Biff's new alternate
"Hell Valley" reality.
If the new reality Biff creates is created instantly at the moment
young Biff gets his hands on the book (or bets on horse races, either
one) so that when old Biff returns to 2015 a few hours after giving
out the book he returns to the altered reality that he created, then
there should be no time traveling Doc, Marty or Jennifer in 2015
when old Biff goes back to the future. Furthermore, once they learn
of what old Biff did and try to go to 1955 to undo the Hell Valley
timeline there should be no Marty McFly at the dance disappearing
after interfering with his parents' falling in love. Why?
It's elementary dear Watson.
We see in the second movie, when they go back to that altered
timeline, that by 1985 Doc was already committed to a mental home,
before he could build the time machine (or at least before he could
use it to take Marty to 2015). Marty was shipped off to Switzerland
and never time traveled at all, not even to 1955, which means there
was no time machine for Marty to travel back to 1955 in, and no
Marty in Hill Valley to time travel back to 1955. George McFly would
never deck Biff (being as Marty never traveled back to 1955 to
interfere with his parents). In the Hell Valley timeline Biff creates,
George would grow up a complete nerd instead of an author.
Nevertheless we see a news article from the alternate 1985 where
George, local author, is shot and murdered. George would not be an
author in the alternate future. Marty never time traveled and never
arranged for the fateful Biff thrashing at the dance.
All of this means that, one second after young Biff gets his hands
on the book there should be no Doc and Marty in 2015. Not only
that, there should be no Marty in 1955, struggling to get his parents
back together at the dance. The ripple effect would have caused
Marty to vanish instantly from 1955. The time machine was never
built and Marty never went back to 1955 to begin with.
Some people don't get that there should be no Marty at the dance
in 1955 at all once Biff gave himself an Almanac. Never mind he
shouldn't be “vanishing.” We know from earlier in the movie that,
after young Biff gets the book, Marty still exists in that alternate
2015-A timeline and is living in a boarding school in switzerland.
At this point someone will say, "now wait a minute Marty was
disappearing from existence at the dance." Yes, well that's true, but
in the movie, his vanishing is not due to anything old Biff did while
1955 to give himself the Almanac! Otherwise, that Marty, the one
who is trying to get his parents back together in the new 1955-A
timeline Biff created by giving himself the Almanac, that Marty would
have just kept vanishing after his parents kissed! Why? Because
now he's vanishing as a result of the fact that Biff has given himself
an Almanac in 1955 that results in a future where Marty goes to
boarding school instead of time traveling back to interfere with his
parents.
Old Biff's activities in 1955 (giving himself the Almanac) were
directly effecting Marty's future, Marty shouldn't even be there in
1955 after Biff gives himself the Almanac (or he should be vanishing
as a result of the Almanac). In the Biff alternate reality the Mall scene
never happened.
In a reality where Marty goes to Switzerland instead of time
traveling, Marty couldn't be in 1955 at all since the time machine was
never built. The argument is that this new reality of Biff's doesn't take
over instantly when old Biff gives young Biff the book and doesn't
actually create the reality where Marty goes to Switzerland instead of
time traveling until 1958.
Fair enough!
But this would mean that Doc and Marty who come from 1985-A
back to 1955-A to take the book back from Biff, would vanish the
minute they arrive in 1985-A, because Marty, in 1955-A who is still
struggling to get his parents back together when old Biff gives young
Biff the book, would then get in the DeLorean later that evening and
attempt to go back to 1985. As he attempted to pass the moment in
1958 when young Biff bets on horse races he couldn't exist past that
moment, because in the new reality the bet creates Marty went to
Switzerland instead of time traveling. Time traveling Marty never
existed in that new Almanac 1985-A reality. He went to Switzerland
instead, and the DeLorean time machine he's riding in never existed
either.
Once he vanishes while trying to go past the 1958-A, this results
in no time traveling Doc and Marty in 2015-A and no time traveling
Doc and Marty in 1985-A. They would vanish as they tried to
proceed to the 1955-A to get the book back from Biff.
The contention made by the author's and many others, that old
Biff would have gone to the 2015A (altered future) after leaving 1955
immediately and that time traveling Doc, Marty and Jennifer would
still be there and have that 2015-A transform around them is utterly
preposterous. These movies beg the question:
When one gets in a time machine and proceeds to
the future, do the things that occur afterward have
a direct bearing on what kind of future they go to,
or does it have no bearing?
This might seem like a silly question but it is not, based on the fact
that it is never concretely answered in the movies. We've looked at
several examples from the movie already where what occurs in the
past directly before or after they jump to the future has no bearing on
the future they go to. Such as in the case of Marty and Jennifer's
jump to 2015 and their subsequent encounter with their older future
selves. In that case, the fact that they disappeared in 1985 in a time
machine and were missing for the next 30 years had no bearing at
all on the future they went to.
Granted, the writers give two ad hoc explanations for this
dichotomy in order to attempt to patch these gaping holes in their
plotlines, the problem is both explanations suggest that what
happens afterward has no bearing on the future you go to. In the first
explanation they give, the older Marty and Jennifer in 2015 were
time travelers themselves who, in 1985 traveled in time to 2015 then
turned around and made it back to 1985 (thus it was like they never
left). However, as we've already pointed out, since this Marty and
Jennifer had no knowledge or recollection of this time traveling event
from their past, so much so that Jennifer fainted when she saw her
younger self, we're left with the inescapable conclusion that what
happened after they left (their time travel itself and their experiences
in 2015) had no direct bearing on the future Jennifer and Marty. They
don't even recall the events.
In the second explanation the author's give for this inconsistency
they say that when you time travel you “go to the most probable
future extrapolated from the moment you left,” which is an implicit
statement that what happens after you leave to go to the future has
no bearing on what future you encounter. In this case, after Jennifer
and Marty left 1985 they were missing for 30 years, but this had no
bearing on the future they go to, and they find their older selves in
2015 (even though after they left 1985 they were missing for 30
years).
Thus, it's an open ended question. In other examples of changes
to the future in the movies what happens after the person goes to the
future seems to have a direct bearing on where they end up in the
future. Case in point, old Biff's jump to 2015 from 1955 after giving
himself the book. The author's state that old Biff indeed jumped to
the 2015-A Hell Valley future. Given this answer, we are left with the
inescapable conclusion that what happened after he left 1955 had a
direct bearing on the future he ended up in. In the Hell Valley future,
George McFly is still an author, which means George still decked Biff
at that dance. It also means Marty managed to get his parents back
together at the dance after old Biff left for the future, otherwise old
Biff would have ended up in the future where Marty was never born.
So, even though the kiss on the dance floor happened after old Biff
left for the future those events dictated to what future he went.
Likewise, old Biff goes to the Hell Valley future even though his
younger counterpart didn't create that future by betting on horse
races until 3 years after old Biff leaves for the future. The bets had a
direct bearing on where old Biff ends up in the future. So, in one part
of the movie (Marty and Jennifer's jump to 2015) what happened
after they left had no direct bearing on the future they ended up in,
but in the same movie, what happened after old Biff jumped to 2015
from 1955 has a direct bearing on what future he goes to. The
writers don't answer the question at all, they create more questions
than they answer by doing both in the same movie series.
If we decide that what happens after the time traveler jumps to the
future must have a direct bearing on what future to which he travels,
then old Biff should have jumped to the 2015-A Hell Valley future
where Doc and Marty never time traveled. That is a future where
Doc was put in a mental home in 1985 and Marty shipped off to
boarding school. There would have been no Doc and Marty and
Jennifer from 1985 running around in the 2015 to which old Biff goes
and no Marty running around in 1955 in the past he just left.
Some have argued a delay or lag explains this but we will soon
see that is impossible as well.
If we decide that what happens after the time traveler jumps to the
future has no direct bearing on what future the traveler goes to (as
was seen in the Marty/Jennifer jump to 2015) then old Biff should
have either gone to one of two possible futures:
X. Marty never existed future.
Y. Marty never went back to 1955 future.
Whether old Biff jumps back to either of these futures, x or y, the
end result is there's no Marty time traveler in 1955 to cause him to
be decked, George doesn't become the confident successful author,
and none of the ending of Back to the Future 2 could have
happened. There would be no time traveling Doc and Marty to fix the
Biff timeline. Biff wins!
At the time Biff goes back to 2015, he's headed to either the
"Marty never existed" future, or the "corrupt Pleasure Paradise
future," there would be no Marty in any future 2015 to buy an
Almanac. Do you see how this all works with the overwrite method of
the "ripple effect?" The "grandfather effect" permeates every plot line
of all three movies when you employ the "ripple effect in the way
they employed it. It just doesn't work people!
No matter which future outcome you look at after young Biff gets
the Almanac the events of the first and second movies are directly
changed. In the future X scenario, Marty, the first Marty, the one who
struggles to get his parents back together, would not go back to the
future from whence HE came once he got his parents back together.
In the new timeline where old Biff gives young Biff the Almanac just
before the dance, the first Marty, after getting his parents to kiss at
the dance would have got into the DeLorean and gone back to the
Hell Valley future!!! Once he was there he would have been trapped
there. This would mean he never went to 2015, never bought the
Almanac, old Biff never would have got his hands on it or the
DeLorean and everything would have reverted back to the way it
was originally. Perpetual causality time loop.
At this point the debate gets heated. People start shouting
obscenities and throwing around offensive words like "retard," and
“moron.” The argument takes an even uglier turn because people
are stubborn and refuse to understand we are talking about paradox.
They are trying to make sense of something of which you cannot
make sense. (That's the very definition of paradox, remember).
If Biff leaves 1955 and goes to 2015 when they say he did,
according to the “vanishing Marty” theory Biff couldn't exist past the
1958 betting on horse races which destroys his entire existence as
car washing Biff. None of the futures that were created in the first,
second, or even third movies could occur as they did. This would
include the future events where the DeLorean is destroyed on a train
track in 1985 and where Doc builds a new time machine out of a
train.
Ladies and gentlemen, if you need to take a motrin and lie down
go ahead, but we aren't done here. What about the taking of the
book away from young Biff before he could use it. This occurred after
old Biff leaves 1955 to go back to the future. If whatever happens
between 1955 and 2015 (when Biff leaves to go to the future)
dictates what future old Biff returns to, then certainly their taking the
book away from young Biff before he could actually use it to create
that future would have a bearing on where old Biff ends up in the
future. The author's claim old Biff went to the alternate 2015 and this
is a direct contradiction. They took Almanac away from young Biff
only hours after old Biff left to go to 2015. How could anyone deny
that when they took the book away from young Biff, this would not
dictate where old Biff lands in the future?
Many do argue this, however, while trying to maintain that even
though their taking the Almanac away from Biff after old Biff left for
the future had no direct bearing on where old Biff lands,
nevertheless, young Biff betting on horse races 3 years later DOES
have a direct bearing on where old Biff lands in the future. They say
things like "well when old Biff takes off for 2015 they hadn't got the
book away from young Biff yet."
Really? Well, young Biff hadn't bet on horse races yet when old
Biff takes off for 2015.
Those same people want to argue that even though Marty had not
got his parents back together at the dance when old Biff headed to
the future that wouldn't dictate where he landed in the future either.
They are attempting to argue both points simultaneously.
Ironically, the same people that argue the taking away of the book
from young Biff had no effect on where old Biff goes in the future
(simply because it happened after he left for the future), also want to
argue that even though young Biff doesn't bet on horse races (and
thus doesn't create the altered future) until 3 years AFTER old Biff
leaves to go to 2015, the betting on horse races has a direct bearing
on where old Biff goes. Whether we're talking about the horse race
betting or the taking of the Almanac away from young Biff after the
dance, both events occured after old Biff leaves to go to the future.
We cannot have it both ways. Either what happens after old Biff
leaves 1955 to head to 2015 directly dictates what future he ends up
in, or it doesn't. If what happens after old Biff leaves 1955 effects
what future he goes to, then, since Doc and Marty manage to get the
book away from young Biff in the evening of November 12, 1955,
just after old Biff leaves for the future, then old Biff goes to the
original timeline from whence he came because young Biff never got
to bet on horse races and never create the altered timeline.
Yet, in that case then neither would Marty and Doc ever ended up
in that alternate timeline after leaving 2015 for 1985. It makes your
head spin doesn't it?
If what happens after old Biff leaves 1955 to go to 2015 has no
effect on where he lands (those things hadn't happened yet when he
left 1955), then Marty getting his parents back together after old Biff
leaves to go to 2015 has no bearing on where old Biff lands in the
future. As it stood, at the moment old Biff leaves 1955 Marty's
parents hadn't kissed and Marty was vanishing. He didn't exist in the
future.
That future where Marty never existed is CLEARLY where old Biff
would have ended up. It's an irrefutable plot hole and not a “paradox”
at all because it could have all been avoided if the authors had just
consistently remembered the many-worlds branching timestream
theory and employed it every time, because if the changes they
make in the past create a new timestream, rather than overwriting
the old one all of these contradictions disappear like Marty's siblings
in a photograph!
From Wikidot:
"Question: When Doc and Marty leave 2015 to go
back to 1985, the time displays show that the "Last
Time Departed" is November 12, 1955, 6:38 PM, which
must be the time that Old Biff left 1955. But since he
gives himself the Almanac much earlier in the day,
what was Old Biff doing for all of that time?'
writers' response:
The "extra hours" were designed into the time
display for a simple production reason: at the time
we filmed the sequence when Doc, Marty and
Jennifer leave the future, we still weren't sure
whether the scene when Old Biff gave Young Biff
the Almanac would be day or night. We left room
on the time displays so that we'd be covered if the
scene took place at night. Our thinking as to what
Old Biff might have been doing for those extra
hours included two very believable possibilities: 1)
Old Biff, having never traveled through time,
decided to do a little additional nostalgic
sightseeing before returning to the future; 2)
Depending on where Old Biff hid the DeLorean, he
may have had to wait for it to get dark before he
could leave, for example to avoid being spotted by
the police who could have shot at him.
Here we have old Biff going back to 2015 in the early evening and
he is supposed to have gone to the altered 2015 timeline, however,
Marty, at the time, is at the dance fixing his own time paradox, and
he's still vanishing. Then, after fixing it, Marty leaves several hours
later and goes to the 1985 timeline where everything is beautiful and
his parents are cool and happily married? This makes no sense at
all. If Biff goes to the alternate 2015 Hell Valley future by leaving on
the evening of November 12, 1955, then Marty would go to that
same future when he leaves an hour or two later (the Marty who
uses the clocktower to get home).
In their interviews the authors fall back on a deleted scene from
the second movie where old Biff vanishes shortly after bringing back
the DeLorean to 2015. Even in the original movie where this scene
was deleted we see that old Biff is obviously ill when he gets out of
the DeLorean. The authors use this scene (and many use Biff's
obvious looking "not well") as the proof that old Biff indeed went to
the 2015 A future. Therefore, those who make these types of
arguments in general are falling back on another "ripple effect"
mechanism that many have coined "The Space Time Continuum
Lag."
Just as Marty's disappearance was delayed a week and occurred
gradually, it is argued that old Biff's disappearance into oblivion was
"delayed" long enough for him to get back to 2015 and that he was
sick (or vanishing) when he arrived, because he arrived in the new
alternate future where he didn't exist anymore. This makes no
sense.
Old Biff, upon arriving in 2015, would have moved some 57 years
past the moment in time when his younger counterpart had bet on
horse races starting the “ripple.” It would be like trying to say that,
after interfering with his parents' meeting, Marty could have jumped
in the time machine and gone to 2015, 60 years past the moment in
time when his parents were supposed to kiss (but didn't) and the
“ripple” effect of his interfering with their meeting wouldn't catch up
with him until after he arrived.
We know it doesn't work this way. George and Lorraine almost
didn't kiss and Marty nearly vanished completely. If they never
kissed, Marty couldn't exist past that moment when they were
supposed to kiss. In the same way, old Biff couldn't exist past the
moment when his younger counterpart bet on horse races in 1958.
The writers have offered up the explanation that old Biff indeed
arrived at the new alternate 2015A timeline and state that the
neighborhood they are in is not much difference in either timeline.
They completely forget (or ignore) that Doc, Marty, Jennifer, and
Einstein are still there (in the timeline which Biff arrives) and this
itself above all other things more than suggests that old Biff arrived,
not in the alternate 2015A he created by handing out the book but
that he went back to the original timeline. Space time lag doesn't
explain it either and we will soon see why.
They also insert an ad hoc explanation as to why old Biff vanished
just after arriving in 2015 by saying that Lorraine shot Biff in 1996.
Really? Then old Biff could not exist past that moment in 1996 when
his younger counterpart is shot by Lorraine, any more than Marty
could exist past the moment of the kiss on the dance floor (if it failed
to occur).
CHAPTER FOUR—TIME CONTINUUM LAG
As we've already discussed, one of the biggest controversies that
arise in discussions over this move comes from this simple and
logical question.
"If Marty stopped his parents from meeting and falling in
love why did he and his family gradually 'fade' out of
existence? Due to the ripple effect, wouldn't he and his
family photo rather instantly vanish, being that he is from 30
years in the future?"
There have been some very heated debates on this, almost knock
down drag out fist to cuffs. This may be and exaggeration, but
certainly some of the debates about this subject to which I've been a
party have been quite heated with insults flying around like lawn
darts.
There have been many proposed theories to explain what many
see as a clear and obvious plot problem. Bob Gale and Robert
Zemeckis have avoided the question like the plague. They've
answered many other questions about this movie that are related to
this question, and they have even pointed to a deleted scene where
old Biff vanishes right after arriving in 2015, but you cannot find a
direct answer from the authors to the above question. You can,
however find the fans have expressed their opinion on this!
EXAMPLES of fans explanations from "Moviemistakes.com"
EXAMPLE 1:
“Question: I'm really confused, and need help with this.
I saw the second BTTF, so I saw the scene when Doc
explains the two timelines and changing the future, but
I'm still confused. If what Doc said was true, when
Marty got hit by the car, he would have changed the
future by preventing his parents from marrying.
Therefore, there are now several timelines in the movie
all going off at the same time. According to the movie,
the first one is a timeline where Marty goes into the
time machine back to 1955, and he has a loser for a
father. There is also a timeline just like the first one, but
George punched Biff, making him cool in the future.
Another, alternate timeline is also present where
Marty's parents haven't married, Marty doesn't exist,
and none of the events from the first two timelines
happen in this timeline. However, if this were true, all
three timelines would have to be there, as Marty jumps
from timeline to timeline in the movie and then in the
end, watched himself do it again. First he would be in
the regular timeline, then as he prevents his parents
from meeting, he is in the other timeline. As he puts his
parents back together and goes to 1985, he is now in
the "cool father timeline". That is how I see the movie.
Can somebody help shed some light on the subject for
me?
Answer: To be honest, it sounds like you've got a
reasonably good handle on the situation. Initially
Marty's in a 1955 where his parents will marry after
George is hit by the car, but his father will be the loser
we see in Marty's original 1985. The moment that
Marty gets hit by the car, the future is changed and he's
now in a timeline where his parents will never get
married and thus he will not be born. The timeline
begins to slowly alter (time is shown to have a
resistance to change in the series), giving Marty
enough time to reengineer his parents' meeting before
he's erased from existence as the new timeline exerts
itself. The way he handles it creates a third timeline
where his parents do get married and go on to be cool
and thus when he returns to 1985 at the end of the first
film, that's the timeline he's in. The other Marty that he
sees there is one who grew up in that third timeline,
with the cool parents, and thus may be a bit different,
but who still met Doc at some point, rendezvoused with
him at the mall and ultimately went back in time after
encountering the terrorists, where he'll encounter the
young loser version of his father and will have to turn
him into the cool, confident man that he grew up with.
In the second film, old Biff goes back in time and gives
his younger self the sports Almanac, which changes
the timeline again, now creating a fourth timeline where
George and Lorraine still marry and are cool, but
George will subsequently be murdered by this
timeline's rich and powerful version of Biff, leading to
the 1985 we see in the middle section of the second
film. When Marty and Doc go back to 1955 from there,
they arrive in the same timeline, the one where Biff will
go on to be rich and powerful. As a result of their
actions there, stealing the Almanac from young Biff and
destroying it, they technically create a fifth timeline, one
where events in 1955 played out slightly differently but
which is otherwise effectively identical to the third
timeline, where Marty's parents are cool and successful
in the present day. It is quite a complicated situation,
with several different timelines involved, and I have no
idea how well I explained it, but hopefully that helped a
little bit, at least.”
EXAMPLE 2:
“Question: Since Marty's actions led to him not
existing, shouldn't no Marty mean that there would
have been no Marty to get hit by the car in the first
place, meaning that Marty would have just reappeared
when he ceased to exist?
Answer: The simple answer is NO. According to the
time travel rules established in the films, alternate
realities are created when changes are made to the
past. Marty continues to exist as long as there's the
possibility that he exists in 1985. Small changes don't
affect him. Marty only begins to disappear after the
past has been altered so significantly that he would
*never* exist in the present. But at the time he gets hit
by the car, Marty hadn't impacted the timeline enough
to assure his non-existence.”
Does the "continuuum lag" theory hold throughout all of the time
travel examples in the movie? To answer this, let's examine, yet
again, the first example of this "lag" and why there are questions.
If Marty came from 1985 and he interferes with his parents
meeting and with their falling in love, would he not have instantly
disappeared at the moment he got in the way of their meeting? This
question only grows exponentially as the story progresses, until,
during the second movie you have Doctor Emmett Brown explaining
that when they make a change to the past the future "instantly
transforms" around those who are in the future, which would
definitely contradict what happened to Marty in the first movie (and
especially what happens to the photograph of Marty's siblings in the
first movie, who are 30 years past the moment when his parents'
kiss was ruined). Since the writers have remained tight lipped about
this we are therefore left to speculate. So if our speculations are
wrong Bob and Robert, you have only yourselves to blame.
In the first installment, Marty interferes with his parents' original
meeting. Marty keeps a photo in his wallet of a family vacation to
Disney Land. Almost immediately Doc Brown notices that his elder
brother's head has vanished in the photo. Upon examining it closer,
and asking Marty if he's interacted with anyone, Doc realizes that
Marty has somehow interfered with the natural course of his parents'
relationship and has "erased" his elder brother from existence. If
Marty cannot figure out how the damage occurred and if he can't
repair the damage, Doc postulates that the older brother will
eventually vanish completely, followed by Marty's sister and finally
Marty himself will be erased... "from existence."
Obviously, they aren't sure how Marty has interfered. They only
know that they have got to get Marty's parents together somehow.
Marty's mother, Lorraine Baines, is one of the most attractive and
perhaps the most popular of all the girls in the school and Marty's
father, George McFly, is a complete geek who Biff calls, "an Irish
Bug," in one scene!
At the beginning of the movie we see George McFly mousily
acquiescing to the town bully, Biff Tannen, and just letting the guy
walk all over him and when Marty gets to 1955 he learns that nothing
has changed in that regard. Lorraine and George are world's apart
on the social ladder. What's worse, in 1955, Tannen, a guy who
comes from a long line of Hill Valley bullies, has designs of his own
on Lorraine! If that's not the worst of it, they soon discover that Marty
may be caught in a love triangle involving his own mother and his
father! One of the most comical moments is when Doc breaks the
news to Marty and he asks, "Doc, are you telling me that my mom
has the hots for me?"
Marty finally sees a poster for the Enchantment Under the Sea
Dance and Marty remembers that his parents are supposed to go to
that dance, where they kiss for the first time on the dance floor
during their song "Earth Angel." They then set out at all costs and
against all odds to get Marty's inept, cowardly father to ask the most
popular girl in school to the dance. All through this part of the movie
Marty's siblings continue to vanish from his family photo. (Strangely
the photo remains which is another problem we will discuss). Marty
has only 1 week to get his parents together before he too vanishes
from existence.
Researching it on the internet there doesn't seem to be a
plausible explanation for this slow "rub out" of Marty and his siblings
from existence. People merely use it as a precedent for the way time
travel works in the Back to the Future universe. There is no shortage
of crazy theories from fans as to why Marty would vanish slowly.
FROM WIKIDOT:
They maintain that old Biff did indeed go to the "Hell Valley" Sports
Almanac altered future 2015 and they explain the disappearing old
Biff in the deleted footage by saying that Lorraine shot Biff in 1996
after learning he killed George! That would be impossible, however,
using the single reality timeline overwrite concept the writers' stick to
like glue. They also state that when someone goes from the past to
the future they go to the "most probable" future extrapolated from the
moment of time when they left.
We have to seriously wonder what's going on in their heads.
When they are asked pointed questions about obvious plot holes
and the only way they can explain it is to ad hoc canon to the story
line that did not exist in the movies, that's pretty shabby. As in the
example above where they explain that Lorraine finds out that Biff is
the one that shot George (around 1996) and that's why old Biff
vanishes in the scene that was cut from the movie. Why 1996? How
hard would it have been to have her shoot him in 1985 and include
this bit of canon right into Back to the Future II?
Here's how the scene could have went:
Marty and Biff are on the roof top Casino in 1985A. Biff is
about to shoot Marty and says, "I suppose it's poetic
justice, two McFly's with the same gun," confessing to the
murder of George McFly. Marty jumps off the ledge and
then is lifted by the flying DeLorean. It would have only
taken about 30 more seconds of movie reel to have
Lorraine appear from the shadows on the rooftop after
Marty gets away. From inside the entranceway we see
Lorrain has been eavesdropping. Her face is filling with
tears. She steps out onto the rooftop, stoops down, and
picks up the gun.
LORRAINE
"You monster, you shot my sweet George?"
Biff has recovered back onto his feet. When he sees her
with the gun pointed at his head he holds up his hands
and nervously backs away.
BIFF
"Now hold on honey pie, let's talk about this."
Doc Brown
Obviously the time continuum has been disrupted,
creating a new temporal event sequence resulting
in this alternate reality.
Marty
English, Doc!
Doc Brown
Here. Here, let me demonstrate. Let's say that this
line represents time. [draws straight line and points
to places] Here's the present 1985, the future and
the past. Obviously, somewhere in the past the
timeline skewed down into this tangent [draws new
line and writes 1985A] creating an alternate 1985.
Alternate to you, me, and Einstein, but reality for
everyone else. "
Doc Brown is telling Marty that they are in an "alternate universe"
complete with alternate versions of themselves who exist
simultaneously. However, where the authors fail is to then have them
go back to 1955 to reset the timestream back to the “real” 1985 by
getting the book from young Biff. The fact is, they are in the “real”
1985 now. The new Biff timeline is “reality” for “everyone else” but
them, Doc says. It is the real 1985. They can never switch that reality
back to the reality they know. They are stuck in that reality and no
amount of time traveling will get them back to the reality they are a
part of!
When they go back in time and get the book and burn it, do they
reset the reality back to what they consider the “real” 1985? No, they
simply overwrite the reality Biff created. It's now a reality where
young Biff is given a chance to become a millionaire by a time
traveling version of himself, but then a man who calls himself a
scientist and a bratty kid take that chance away. That's not the reality
Doc and Marty had just came from when they left 2015. It's a
completely different reality and the Biff of 2015 they encountered
would be a Biff who was once given an Almanac in 1955 and then
had it stolen from them by Calvin/Marty Klein who then got away,
aided by a crazy white haired Doc Brown in a flying DeLorean.
In this new reality they created by getting the book back from
young Biff, all they have done is make Biff aware that time travel is
possible. (He's actually witnessed how this book is from the future,
he was told it was from the future by the old man who gave it to him,
and he's seen it predict future sporting outcomes). Young Biff now
knows that Calvin/ Marty Klien was staying at the Brown estate, and
drove Doc Brown's car to the dance. He's not going to stop trying to
get that book back from Calvin. He wouldn't imagine that Calvin
would burn such a valuable book!
You can bet this dangerous psychopath is going to come calling
on Doc Brown in 1955 demanding to know where Calvin and his
book is. Doc's life in 1955 has just been severely complicated!
Furthermore, even if nothing comes of that of consequence, in 1985
when car washing Biff comes bouncing out of the garage to show
Marty his new matchbooks and sees the DeLorean fly off, he's going
to remember that was the vehicle that Calvin used to get away after
taking his Almanac! Now, Biff can figure out exactly what happened!
In 2015, when he sees Doc and Marty and the DeLorean again,
overhears the conversation about the Almanac, he's going to know
not to leave his younger self's side after giving him the Almanac, and
he's going to know just how Doc and Marty plan to take the Almanac
from his younger self.
In fact, old Biff now realizes he cannot let Doc and Marty have the
time machine after he brings it back from 2015. If he does they will
undo his effort to make himself a billionaire with the Almanac. He's
not going to be dumb enough to park it in the same place it was at
when he stole it. When he himself gets to 2015 as an old man and is
in the position to steal the Almanac, he's not going to leave it there
for Doc and Marty. He's probably going to keep the thing!
It has now become obvious that the writers haven't thought their
plot lines through to their logical conclusions. Again, this is not a
theory as to how things would really happen, but it is a clear logical
assessment of what the movie itself says happens.
Maybe the many-worlds theory cannot explain how Doc and Marty
find themselves in the nightmarish "Hell Valley" reality, but neither
does the single timeline overwrite idea used by the authors. Nothing
explains how they end up there! If the timestream was overwritten
when Biff changes it, then Doc and Marty never time traveled. They
cannot be in the 2015-A and neither can the time machine that old
Biff stole in the original 2015. It was never built in the timeline of the
2015-A young Biff with the book creates!
Yet, there they are in the altered Biff timeline and we are stuck
with it.
Still, the writers did think some things through. They realize they
cannot stop old Biff from giving young Biff the book in 1955. If they
do, then old Biff might not leave 1955, thus creating a paradox that
prevents them from getting the time machine back in 2015. They
know they must let old Biff give the book to young Biff then allow him
to leave 1955 to go back to the future, believing that he has
succeeded in making himself rich and powerful in the past.
Yet, everything the writers do to avoid the inevitable causality
loops associated with the grandfather paradoxes are thwarted by the
fact that they used the grandfather paradox as a plot mechanism in
the first film. Like Doc and Marty in the altered Biff timeline, the
writers are “stuck with it.”
1. Young Biff receives the book. This is the same Biff who
grows up as George's supervisor. As yet he has not been
decked by George at the dance. Marty has not yet
managed to get his parents back together, so this young
Biff who receives the Almanac is part of a reality where
Marty doesn't exist in the future. We never see this reality in
the movies and we really don't know what Biff's Pleasure
Palace reality would have been like if Marty never existed,
but we do know that such a world exists because Marty's
siblings are just about gone from the photo when young Biff
gets the book and Marty is also going to vanish in the
future.
4. There are two Doc Browns and two Marty's present in the
alternate Biff 1985 timeline in BTTF 2 (arguably even three if
you include the Marty who got his parents back together at the
dance hours after old Biff gave young Biff the book, then
proceeded into 1985).
5. Biff hands himself an Almanac in BTTF 2.
This is just to name a few paradoxes shown in the movies.
Yet, when you think about it, Doc was wrong about two possible
outcomes from the paradox of young Jennifer from 1985 interacting
with older Jennifer from 2015. There could be far more than two
possible outcomes. Doc Brown's position is “either or fallacy.”
In fact, later, when they go to 1985 alternate Biff reality, it could be
argued that we now see a third possible outcome of people
interacting directly with themselves in the past or the future. Biff
interacts with his younger self. This could be the only explanation
needed for how how Biff's time travel created a completely different
alternate reality instead of overwriting the current reality. There you
go, Bob Gale... you're welcome to use that explanation the next time
someone asks you about it. The alternate Biff reality could be one of
those “unforseen circumstances” of people interacting directly with
themselves in the past.
Like any time travel movie involving a single timestream reality
that gets “overwritten” by the time traveler medling in the past, there
are paradox issues that most people have trouble comprehending
which is why you often find people identifying a "paradox" and calling
it a "mistake." In a way, they are right, because using a “single
timestream” that gets “overwritten” when the past is altered is itself a
huge mistake. Yet, people aren't thinking of that when they call the
paradox a mistake.
Some of the more minor paradoxes that people often point to as
"mistakes" are easily explained and or refuted. Let's examine some
examples of paradoxes and mistakes and see if we can figure out if
they are indeed a paradox, or a mistake, or both.
From ScreenCrush:
“As it turns out, Pratt was dead on. In a recent interview with The
Hollywood Reporter, Back to the Future screenwriter Bob Gale
closed the plot hole once and for all. “Bear in mind that George and
Lorraine only knew Marty/Calvin for eight days when they were 17,
and they did not even see him every one of those eight days,"
explained Gale. “So, many years later, they still might remember that
interesting kid who got them together on their first date.”
` 2.
There are two DeLoreans in 1885 once Marty goes
back to save Doc, wouldn't this be a paradox?
Actually, at the moment old Biff gives young Biff the book there
are three DeLoreans in 1955. That's right three!
The first possible explanation that the ripple effect has no effect
on the memory of the people who are changed by it in the future is
utterly preposterous. If this were so, then when Marty returned to
1985 his siblings would remember the old timeline where they were
nerds and would be just as puzzled by their new lives as Marty was
to see them. George and Lorraine would remember their former
selves before Marty created a ripple effect that changed them, and
the whole world would remember the former reality the way it was
before Marty went back in the past and changed it.
I laughed at this explanation it was so ridiculous. Biff would have
remembered his former self and his entire life he had before George
decked him at the dance! Of course the ripple effect would effect
how they remembered things! How can these people who are in
1985 when the ripple wave of the changes Marty makes hits them
remember things the way they were since those things never
happened in their reality? Biff never wrecked George's car, was
never George's supervisor in the reality created by the Ripple Effect.
It's completely ridiculous.
When Doc is taking Marty from the 1985-A future back to 1955 to
get the Almanac away from young Biff, Marty says of Jennifer and
Einstein, "Doc we can't just leave them here."
To this Doc responds that when they succeed in putting the future
back the way it was it would "instantaneously transform around"
Jennifer and Einy. Then Doc says "Jennifer and Einstein will be
fine and they'll have no memory of this horrible place." Doc
makes it quite clear that the ripple effect most definitely effects
human memory!
Unfortunately, the writers have accidentally contradicted their own
movie in this explanation.
Some try to make the case that Doc's comments about Jennifer
not remembering that horrible place was not because the ripple
effect wiped her memory of it, but because she was unconscious
during the alternate reality. This is again ridiculous. Why would Doc
say she would have no memory of the reality when discussing how
the ripple effect works if the ripple effect had nothing to do with her
not remembering the reality? If it was her unconsiousness that
prevented her from remembering? Furthermore, Doc says Einstein
wouldn't remember the alternate reality either because of the ripple
effect and he was conscious during the alternate reality!
The second explanation demonstrates they do not take these
clear plot holes seriously and have attempted to make a joke of it.
Doc suffered a memory loss? What a weak ad hoc explanation.
The third explanation is just, well there's no other word for it. It's
just stupid.
Doc did remember that in 1955 he had to dig up a DeLorean from
the mines and help Marty go back to 1885 to rescue himself from
being shot after being trapped in 1885 he just never said anything
because he didn't want to disrupt the space-time continuum? So,
what, when Doc in 1885 saw the tombstone he only ACTED upset?
When he took Marty and Jennifer to 2015 he knew Biff would steal
the time machine and he'd end up having to go back to 1955 to
undue a horrible reality created by Biff and then he'd end up trapped
in 1885 but he said nothing and did nothing to prevent it?
Doc was just ACTING when he asked Marty "what idiot dressed
you in those clothes?" Why would Doc appear genuinely surprised
when Marty told him he gets shot in a week? Why would Doc refuse
to pay Biff knowing this leads to his being shot? The third
explanation is almost one of the worst ad hoc explanations ever
given.
But their 4th explanation takes the prize as “worst explanation
ever.”
The fourth explanation isn't science it's new age. It's actually
religion.
"The continuum is always trying to keep itself on course, and
when things happen to change it, it always tries to correct itself?"
Really? According to all the physics we know the course of the
“River of Time” is governed by mass and gravity only. The universe
is a living entity? This is not science, it borders on "pantheism." It
has no place in a scientific or even a logical discussion about time
travel. They attempt to pass this off as a legit "scientific" theory about
time travel. Poppycock. No self respecting scientist is going to speak
of the universe as if it's alive and trying to "correct" itself.
Let's face it, it's becoming obvious that the authors of this film
have no real explanations for some of the plot holes they have
created and when all else fails they make "reverand Jim" jokes.
6. Tombstone Paradox.
Doc Brown arrived on October 26, 2015 from 1985 and learned
that Marty Jr. (and, later, Marlene) had been put in jail on October 21
of that future year. This started a chain reaction which completely
destroyed Marty's entire family. Then Doc went back to 1985 to get
Marty's assistance in preventing the event. Marty, of course,
prevents the disaster, and the USA Today headline changes from
"YOUTH JAILED" to "GANG JAILED."
As Doc notes, "future history has now been changed", but the
past has been changed as well. If Marty is no longer arrested in that
future, Doc would arrive in October 26, 2015 only to find no evidence
of any problems with Marty's kids. This would then leave him with no
reason to go back to 1985. No reason to say to Marty, "something
has got to be done about your kids!"
Yet, if Doc does not go back to 1985 to get Marty, then Doc and
Marty don't prevent Marty Jr. from getting into trouble. More time
loop. Doc of Part II would need to find some way to alert Doc of Part
I of the potential paradox, which would be difficult, in that Doc
departs 2015, gets stuck in 1885, and is not able to return for many
years (until building the Jules Verne train).
This is another case where they are describing, not just a paradox
but a causality loop. It is also an unavoidable byproduct of the
writers' use of the “single timeline overwrite.” This entire paradox
goes away using many worlds theory. Without alternate realities
there is no escape from this paradox and it becomes a plot hole for
which there is no explanation.
At the end of Part I, Marty goes back to 1985 early and watches
himself travel back in time, then the next day he discovers that his
parents are now changed. Some claim that when Marty arrives back
in 1985 (10 minutes early so he can save Doc) the ripple effect
hadn't caught up to 1985 yet. This could have worked actually. If they
had stayed consistent with the 7 day ripple effect they used at the
beginning of the movie, then when Marty arrived he could watch
himself leave to go back to 1955 in the DeLorean, and the Mall sign
would have read “Twin Pines Mall” still because it had not yet been a
full week since he had struck the pine tree. Yet, we know the ripple
effect had already changed the 1985 Marty arrives in, because the
Mall sign reads “Lone Pine Mall.”
Since it had been just under a week, in Marty's time frame since
he had hit the pine, they could have actually had the sign on the Mall
change from “Twin Pines Mall” to “Lone Pine Mall” the minute Marty
watches himself leave in the DeLorean.
But they didn't do this. When he arrives 10 minutes early the sign
says “Lone Pine Mall” so the ripple effect has already proceeded into
this year, 1985 and made its changes based on Marty's actions in
the past.
Therefore, we know for sure that when he watches himself go
back in time all of the changes that were made to 1985 as a result of
this time travel in the past had already taken effect.”
Yet, Marty has no memory of being raised by confident and
successful parents. Obviously, the Marty he watches go back in time
is not him. It's a very different Marty. This new Marty will have a very
different understanding of the past than the original does. The Marty
who goes back in time at the end of the movie was raised by
confident and successful George McFly and sober Lorraine. The
effect this new Marty will have on the past will likely be very different
than the original, possibly causing further changes to 1985 and
having the different effects on the Marty he may witness going back,
and so on.
There have been many attempted explanations for this. Some
have argued that the time continuum lag would make this possible.
We have already debunked that explanation! The time continuum lag
seen in the first movie was due to a one week period between when
Marty interfered with his parents meeting and when they were
supposed to kiss on the dance floor. That lag does not continue on
past the point where they were supposed to kiss and if they had not
kissed Marty would have completely vanished. Many try to fall back
on this "continuum lag" theory to explain every inconsistency in the
movies and it just doesn't work. There is only "lag" under certain
unique circumstances.
In BTTF II Doc Brown says they couldn't stop Biff from stealing
the time machine because if they were to go to 2015 from where
they were they would go to the altered 2015. Scientifically and
logically Doc Brown was right but at the same time he was wrong.
We have already discussed this paradox at length so I'll just
summarize.
The movie has already provided an example that refutes Doc's
claim that they can't go back to the future they just came from. Doc
goes into 2015, sees Marty Junior was arrested, then goes back to
1985 to get Marty. When he puts the kids into the time vehicle and
heads back to 2015 they do not proceed to the “future of the current
reality.” Because, after the kids get in the time machine and leave for
2015, the future of that current reality would be a future where the
kids disappear for 30 years and never bet married and have children.
Yet, that doesn't happen. Instead, they end up back in the 2015 that
Doc Brown had just came from.
By this example, set in stone by the writers, there should be no
reason that Doc and Marty couldn't just jump in the time machine
and proceed back to the 2015 they had just came from, arrive 10
minutes earlier, and stop Biff from stealing the time machine.
The writers try to pass this off as a paradox, but clearly, it's a plot
hole.
The romance between Doc and Clara Clayton in 1885 has been
cause for quite a bit of confusion. At first glance it appears as though
the movie contradicts itself in that, Clara's name is on Doc's
tombstone in 1955 yet she was supposed to have died before Doc
was even shot. The Clayton Ravine is named after her and Marty
has specific memories of a school teacher who dies in the ravine. It
would seem that if Marty has memories of her dying when she did
(before Doc was shot) it's a terrible mistake to see her name on
Doc's tombstone. Once again, ad hoc, the writers attempt to clear
this up:
From BTTF.Wikidot.com
QUESTION: 1.18: How could Clara have erected the
tombstone for Doc after September 7, 1885 if she was
supposed to have gone over the cliff on September
4th? At the beginning of Back to the Future Part III,
would the name of the ravine be "Clayton," "Shonash"
or "Eastwood?"
ANSWER:
The "Original History" occurred before Doc Brown was
ever born or invented the time machine. This is how
things would have been written in the history books in
Back to the Future, and in most of Back to the Future
Part II.
Version #1 — "Original History"
August 29, 1885: Hill Valley Town Meeting. No one
volunteers to meet the new school teacher at the
station.
September 4, 1885: Clara arrives at the train station.
Since no one is there to meet her, she rents a
buckboard. While heading out to the school house, a
snake spooks the horses, they run wild, the buckboard
goes out of control, and over the edge of Shonash
Ravine. Clara is killed.
September 9, 1885: After a memorial service for Clara
Clayton, the city fathers decide to name the ravine in
her memory. Thus, "Shonash Ravine" becomes
"Clayton Ravine."
Again, Version #1 is the history of Hill Valley that
happened BEFORE the beginning of Back to the
Future.
At the conclusion of Back to the Future Part II, Doc is
zapped back to January 1, 1885. He settles in Hill
Valley as a blacksmith, and the above events are
altered because of his presence, as follows:
Version #2 — Doc in 1885, without Marty.
August 29, 1885: Hill Valley Town Meeting. Doc Brown
volunteers to meet the school teacher at the train
station.
September 4, 1885: Doc meets Clara at the train
station and they fall in love at first sight.
September 5, 1885: Doc takes Clara to the festival.
Buford shows up and shoots Doc in the back with the
derringer. Despite Clara's efforts at nursing him, Doc
dies two days later from internal bleeding as a result of
the gunshot wound.
September 9, 1885: Clara dedicates Doc's tombstone,
"In loving memory from his beloved Clara."
In this sequence, the name of the ravine remains
"Shonash Ravine." This history ripples into the future
AFTER Doc is struck by lightning at the end of Back to
the Future Part II. Marty, however, retains his
knowledge and memory of the original history because
he has come from a point in the space-time continuum
in which the original history applied. If Marty were to go
to the ravine in 1955 at the beginning of Back to the
Future Part III (on his way to the Pohatchee Drive-In,
for example), he would discover that the ravine is
called "Shonash Ravine."
In Back to the Future Part III, Marty's trip to September
2, 1885 alters Version #2 as follows:
Version #3 — Doc and Marty both in 1885
August 29, 1885: Exactly the same as in version #2:
Doc volunteers to meet the school teacher.
September 3, 1885: As seen in Back to the Future
Part III, Marty shows Doc the photo of the Tombstone.
Doc decides NOT to meet Clara at the station.
September 4, 1885: Clara arrives at the station. No
one is there to meet her, so she rents a buckboard, as
in Version #1. Similarly, on her journey to the
schoolhouse, the snake spooks the horses and they
run wild toward the ravine. As seen in the film, Doc
rescues her from going over into the ravine. They meet
and fall in love at first sight.
September 5, 1885: At the festival, Doc's behavior is
now different due to his knowledge that Buford is going
to shoot him in the back (which is why Doc keeps
facing front to Buford). Because Buford never does
shoot him at the festival, and due to Marty's
interference, the name on the tombstone photo
vanishes.
September 7, 1885: "Clint Eastwood" is apparently
killed when the runaway locomotive plunges into the
ravine. In honor of his heroic action against Buford
Tannen, the city fathers decide to name the ravine after
him.
(Incidentally, there is an alternative scenario that may
have occurred in Version #2: On September 15, 1885,
Clara, distraught over Doc's death, commits suicide by
jumping into the ravine. As a gesture of sympathy, the
people of Hill Valley decide to name the ravine in her in
memory, thus putting the space-time continuum back
into a similar situation as in Version #1. We will remain
ambiguous about whether this suicide incident actually
happened in Version #2 so that the viewer may choose
whichever scenario fits into his own theories about time
travel.)
Doc and Marty have a time machine at their disposal. Why, then,
do they try and get the Almanac right after the exact moment in time
that it's given to young Biff? He doesn't place any bets, nor
presumably appreciate its value for several years afterwards, why
not go back in 1956 or 1957, perhaps when he's at
school/work/shouting at people in the street, and take it then?
Many have called into question the logic of the plot device of
manipulating Marty McFly by calling him chicken. The main thrust of
this question is why would the Marty McFly of 2015 fall for this?
Hasn't this Marty time traveled to 1955, done amazing things, faced
off against father time himself, ridden a lightning bolt back to 1985?
Yet, here he is in 2015 and he still can't abide being called chicken
and allows himself to be manipulated. There is no explanation for
this. It's a flaw in character development by the opinion of some, but
clearly, not in the opinion of the authors and they're the ones writing
the character. It's not a “mistake,” not a "plot hole" and it certainly
isn't a paradox, yet people have called it all three.
In actuality it's a “character arc.” Characters develop all the time in
movies and formerly unknown personality traits are often times
revealed later in a story. There's nothing wrong with this. It's simply
not a mistake.
Several times in the movies, after Doc Brown has had to fix the
space time continuum again and again, he throws up his hands and
decides the time machine should be destroyed. By the end of the
third film he seems more determined than ever to go through with
destroying the time machine. He specifically instructs Marty to
dismantle it when he gets back to 1985.
As it turns out, Marty doesn't have to, they bring the DeLorean
back on the train tracks and it is, moments after the return, struck by
a train and destroyed. Then, at the very end of the movie Doc
appears in a flying time train he has subsequently built. Many have
called this into question. Doc says "the time machine must be
destroyed" but then just builds another one?
This is another matter of opinion. You might not think that Doc
Brown would succumb to the temptation of building another time
machine, but clearly the writers believed their character would. We
need only examine Doc Brown's character more closely to see if
those who pose this question are correct in their assertions that this
behavior is "out of Character,” or “illogical” behavior on Doc's part.
In the first movie Doc Brown refuses to listen to any warnings
about the future as Marty tries to warn him about the Libyans. Marty
even wrote Doc a letter and put it secretly in his coat pocket. Doc
found it and tore it up angrily lecturing him about how dangerous it is
for him to know too much about his own future. "The consequences
could be disasterous," shouts Doc! However, when Marty finally
gets back to 1985 just in time to see Doc being shot by the Libyans,
moments later Doc sits straight up and reveals a hidden bullet proof
vest. Then when Marty asks "how did you know?" Doc shows him
the letter which he had taped back together and actually laminated.
Marty asks "what about all that talk about the space time
continuum?" To which Doc replies, "I figured, what the hell?"
Doc's character wants to do what's right when it comes to the
space time continuum, but he also cannot resist getting in the time
machine and traveling through time, even after all they have been
through.
In fact, let's back up a bit. The Doc Brown who wears a bullet
proof vest had every opportunity to move his experiment to a more
secret location and ensure the Libyans could never find him. Yet, he
knew if he did that Marty would not be sent back in time, which
would mean he wouldn't get the letter warning him of the Libyans
and would not have been able to change anything. Doc Brown knew
that he must let everything unfold as it did before or he could screw
up the space time continuum, causing major paradoxes.
Consider if he had just made it so the Libyans couldn't find him?
In that case the Libyans would not have crashed into a photo booth
while chasing Marty. Who knows, maybe instead the Libyans hijack
planes and fly them into buildings instead! Doc couldn't risk changing
anything that happened, so he let himself be shot and merely wore a
bullet proof vest so that he might not die. Even that was a huge risk
on his part. What if they shot him in the head? Evidently, Doc
brown's integrity doesn't extend to reckless "self sacrifice" in the
name of preserving the space time continuum and he's not above
taking a precaution or two based on foreknowledge he gains using a
time machine. Doc obviously draws the line at "dying for the cause"
in his moral rule about not messing with space time.
In BTTF II, after Marty purchases the Almanac, Doc Brown angrily
lectures him again, saying that he didn't make the time machine to
benefit personally from it, however, Doc is somewhat of an hypocrite.
He's already personally benefited from the time machine. He
wouldn't even be alive if he had not used the letter to his advantage
to save himself from gunfire. If that isn't using the time machine for
personal gain, what is? Doc says the time machine is only for "study"
to answer the "human questions," yet he uses it for his own personal
gain on more than one occasion, even at one point further risking
more space time contamination by helping Marty go back to 1885 to
save him from being shot by Mad Dog Tannen.
Let's not forget his relationship with Clara and subsequent
children, all created using the benefit of a time machine! Clearly Doc
is a man of great principles who doesn't always stick to them by the
letter of the law. In Doc's case the law "don't mess with the space
time continuum for personal gain" is more a guideline than a rule.
Why shouldn't Doc build another time machine in 1885? Looking
at it objectively, most of the time disasters created in all 3 movies
were created because Doc involved his teenage apprentice in the
time travel. If there is any lesson to be learned from the Back to the
Future movies it's this: Don't leave the keys to the time machine lying
around where your teenage friend can get ahold of them. Every time
continuum nightmare in the movies was created by... you guessed
it.... Marty McFly. Not Doc Brown.
The first alteration to the continuum occurred when Marty followed
his father and interfered with his parents' meeting. Doc helped Marty
fix that then tried to send Marty back to 1985, to the exact moment
he left, but no, Marty changed the time on the time circuit to arrive 10
minutes early. Who knows what time disasters he could have caused
doing that. If time travel should have taught Doc anything it's don't
involve your teen aged assistant in your time travel. Yet, Doc, never
learns this lesson and takes Marty and Jennifer into 2015 to use the
time machine for personal gain. Namely, to help his close friend
prevent the destruction of his family in the future.
Granted, what happens next couldn't happen if Doc didn't take
Marty to the future but nevertheless it is Marty who gets his hands on
a Sports Almanac which he intends to take to the past and use to
become a millionaire. Biff overhears this, gets his hands on the
Almanac, steals the time machine which results in every other time
disaster they had to fix in the movies, including the rescue of Doc
from 1885.
Ultimately it was all Marty's fault (and Marty admits it). The only
real mistake Doc made was continually involving Marty in his time
travel. In light of this realization, it's quite possible that Doc instructed
Marty to destroy the time machine once he made it back to 1985
because he was terrified of the prospect of his teenage friend having
unfettered and unsupervised access to a time machine.
Obviously the thought of Marty having a time machine of his own
with no adult supervision was just too terrifying for Doc to
contemplate. Doc's insistence might have had nothing at all to do
with a change of heart when it comes to the merits of time travel for
himself and more to do with keeping a time machine out of the hands
of a reckless teenager. Marty's now out of the equation, Doc
probably figured it was safe to build a new time machine, this time
one that Marty can't get ahold of.
Yet, does Doc learn his lesson? No! He takes his children on time
travel adventures, and they too will become teenagers some day. Try
as he might to be careful, Doc is just reckless when it comes to the
space time continuum. He always was and he always will be. His
building a new time machine therefore is completely in character and
no mistake at all.
This one almost didn't make it on this list. It's not really worthy.
Obviously Doc didn't make the train fly in the 1800's. The answer to
this lies in the dialogue. As Doc is taking off at the end of the movie
Marty asks "where you going back to the future?" Doc replies...
"already been there." Then the train rises up, hovering above the
tracks just like the DeLorean hovered after Doc took it to 2015.
Clearly Doc made the train fly the same way he made the DeLorean
fly, by giving it a hover conversion somewhere in the future.
Many have a problem with how Doc Brown ends up back in 1885
to begin with. At the end of the second movie Doc is struck by
lightning as he hovers over the billboard sign. Suddenly the car
disappears with two flashes of light shaped like a pair of nines. The
problem many have with this is, the car was sitting still and yet it
goes back in time. The rule up to that point has been that the car
must be going 88 mph in order to time travel.
One Youtuber made the point that if the car only need be struck
by lightning to time travel then Marty did not have to be going 88
mph at the end of the first movie when they used the lightning from
the clock tower. This is not a good argument. First of all, even if it
were true that the car could have just sat there and waited for the
lightning to be channeled into the flux capacitor, how would Doc
Brown of 1955 know that would work? He'd been told the car had to
be going 88 mph.
As for the basic argument that the car wasn't going 88 mph, this is
not necessarily an "inconsistency" in how time travel works as much
as it would be an "exception to the rule." When we consider that the
direct lightning strike sent Doc to a random point in history it
becomes obvious that even if all the DeLorean needs was the 1.21
gigawatts of electricity to send it careening off into time, it doesn't
seem that would be an ideal way to time travel, especially since the
end result of this method was Doc being trapped in the past with a
fried time circuit and no way to fix it. The fact still remains that to
make a controlled jump through time one needs to be going 88 mph.
The author's provide and excellent explanation for this scene.
They say that the DeLorean did in fact speed up to 88 mph, but it
was spinning instead of moving forward. Let's read their response:
We've already discussed how they could have presented the final
time jump scene at the mall at the end of Back to the Future in such
a way that the ripple effect of Marty killing the pine doesn't catch up
to 1985 until after Marty returns to his own time. Marty could have
been standing next to the Twin Pines Mall sign watching himself go
back in time and then the sign changes to Lone Pine Mall.
Yet, there is another possible mistake, one that I've never seen
anyone identify on the internet other than myself, regarding the Lone
Pine Mall.
Marty hooks up his JVC VHS recorder to Doc's TV in 1955 and
together they watch the footage taken when Doc was doing his time
experiments. During that footage Doc says “I'm here in the parking
lot of the Twin Pines Mall.” This is a clear mistake. Moments later
Marty discovers that his siblings are starting to disappear from his
photo. Already the ripple effect of his interfering with his parents'
meeting has gone into 1985 and changed the photo that is taken
from 1985. Well, the mistake is, Marty ran over Peabody's pine tree
before he interfered with his parents. If Marty had a photograph of
the Twin Pines Mall sign he would now see that it had changed to
Lone Pine Mall. Isn't a video of Doc Brown, standing in the mall
parking lot the same as a photograph? It absolutely is. In the video,
Doc would not have called it “Twin Pines Mall” because by that time
the ripple effect would have gone into 1985 and altered the video the
same way a photograph would be altered. Doc should say “I'm
standing in the parking lot of the Lone Pine Mall.”
In BTTF II Doc takes Jennifer and Marty into 2015 to help him "do
something" about their kids. On the way, Doc knocks Jennifer
unconscious so that she doesn't know too much about her future.
While Marty seems upset by this attack he quickly accepts it and
turns back to the mission at hand. Then, in the most callous move
ever, he helps Doc lift Jennifer out of the DeLorean and they leave
her lying helpless and unconscious in an ALLEY!
Why is Marty so horrible to Jennifer? Sure, crime is almost non
existent, so much so they've eliminated all lawyers, but even so,
dumping her helpless and unconscious in an alley? That's cold!
We know there's still crime in that time period, the police talk
about later in the movie, as they are taking young Jennifer back to
her future home to sleep it off. When Jennifer finally woke up from
this debacle, Marty would have a lot of “splaining to do” IF he still
had a girlfriend at all. It's doubtful she would have been interested in
his excuses once she learned how he dumped her comatose body in
a back alley somewhere and ran off on a time adventure with Doc
Brown or worse yet, how he left her helpless and unconscious in a
nightmare world and jumped to another timeline, all the while “hoping
for the best” and trusting that things would just “work themselves
out.”
In the bizarre world of the Hell Valley future, where Marty leaves
Jennifer unconscious on what was her front porch, Marty goes home
to his own house and finds strangers living in his house, there is no
reason to believe that the porch on which he left Jennifer is even her
porch anymore. Yet, Marty doesn't run back to her immediately!
Instead he goes off with Doc on another time adventure! That would
be the proverbial last straw on the back of the camel for their
relationship.
At the end of Back to the Future III, Marty gets the DeLorean back
to 1985 from 1885 on the train track. He enters the 1985 time on the
rail bridge and then coasts across the street, in between the rail
crossing gates that have lowered. We at first believe the crossing
gates are lowered because of the presence of the DeLorean on the
rail. As he rolls past we see several cars who have been stopped at
the crossing gate and the drivers gawk at the DeLorean rolling by.
Less than a minute later a train comes barreling in and smashes the
DeLorean to bits. Marty barely gets out of this alive. The train never
stops. The conductor is indifferent to the fact he just struck a vehicle
on the rail near a crossing. He rolls on, and the gates lift as Marty
watches the train move away. The cars who were waiting at the
crossing have mysteriously vanished. They never cross. What's
worse, no one jumps out of their vehicles and goes to look and see if
the kid they saw driving a DeLorean on a railroad is still alive. No
one runs to get help. No one heads for a pay phone to call for police
or an ambulance.
Marty has time to walk to Jennifer's and wake her up. The two
kids smooch for a while then walk to Marty's house and get the truck.
They take it for a spin and almost get into a drag race and nearly
repeat the tragedy that Jennifer learned of in the future where they
struck a Rolls Royce. Then they go back to the railway crossing
where the DeLorean is smashed, and there are still no police, no
ambulances, the conductor of the train not only never stops but
never calls in to his dispatch to tell them he's just struck a car at a
rail crossing!
It's a clear movie mistake. Blame that one on “paradox” Bob Gale!
It's utterly ludicrous. It's a clear movie mistake. Blame that one on
“paradox” Bob Gale!
CHAPTER NINE-- THE MANY WORLDS
(In Chronological Order)
Quick Jump
This is the first change made in the movie. In the original timeline
the entire region where the Twin Pines Mall was built was once
owned by someone named “Peabody” who planned on breeding
pine trees. Marty McFly goes back to 1955 in the DeLorean from this
Mall and runs over one of the pines. This creates a new reality where
Peabody's dream of breeding pines is shattered. In the original
timeline Peabody never woke up one early morning, November 5,
1955 to the sound of a “UFO” crashing into his barn. In the new
timeline he wakes up to the crash and chases an apparent
“mutating” space creature off of his property. In the future of this
timeline the Mall is named “Lone Pine Mall” instead of Twin Pines
Mall.
Until Doc creates the timeline mapping system, Marty could never
get back to his original timeline, whenever he tried to jump to the
future from the past he would only go to the future of that new reality
he has created by being in the past.
So, In the original timeline Marty has left behind, (SEE MARTY IS
MISSING WORLD) the Twin Pines Mall continues on without him It
too is a “new world” where Marty McFly disappears, never to be
seen again in 1985. The last time his parents saw him he was asleep
in his bed, still wearing his clothes. It is believed he snuck out in the
middle of the night and is never seen again. In a bigger mystery, the
mad scientist Marty hung out with all the time is also mysterious
vanished and a bullet proof vest riddled with bullets is found at the
scene of the mall, where Libyan nationals have been found crashed
into a photo booth and seriously injured. It is unknown if these
terrorists had anything to do with the disappearance of Marty McFly.
World Number 3--MARTY NEVER EXISTED WORLD
In the “Lone Pine” world of 1955, Marty then bumps into his father,
George McFly and in an unexpected twist, prevents him from
meeting his mother when he should have. Unknown to Marty, when
he took his father's place in the car accident he created a new world
in which his parents never met, never kissed at the dance, and never
fell in love. In this new reality branch Marty and his siblings won't
exist. (But we wouldn't learn of this new world until Marty returns to
1985 and finds a world where he never existed).
This is a completely separate world. Separate from the world from
which Marty came.
In this world, Marty would go right from Lorraine Baine's house to
Doc Brown's estate, where he would “lay low” at the advice of Doc
Brown. There's a brief tense moment of foreboding when Doc asks
him if he's interacted with anyone and Marty confesses to have
bumped into his parents. Doc examines the photo, but sees nothing
wrong. He then decides there's nothing they can do and proceeds
with plans to send Marty back to the future next Saturday.
The plan goes off without a hitch, and Marty still writes his famous
note trying to warn Doc about the Libyans. Doc still tears the note up
and sends Marty back to the future. Just as before, Marty sets the
time dial 10 minutes early to warn Doc. Marty arrives but the
DeLorean stalls, then he runs to the Mall. He sees Doc Brown
pacing alone back and forth in the Mall parking lot looking at his
watch frantically next to him is the DeLorean but it doesn't look right,
It's missing some components in the rear. Almost as if it hasn't been
converted to a time machine yet. Just as he arrives he sees Doc
pace one more time, mutter a curse under his breath, and then jump
into the DeLorean and speed away, just before the Libyans appear in
the parking lot, apparently looking for Doc Brown who they don't find.
Marty then goes to Doc's work shop on foot and when Doc
answers he's shocked and relieved to see him and wants to know
why he wasn't in the parking lot of the Mall, scolding him that he sent
him back to the future to the precise moment he had left. Doc is not
happy to learn that Marty changed the time to 10 minutes early to try
and warn him but then the DeLorean stalled out in the middle of town
and is still sitting there.
Doc frantically rushes to get the disabled time machine from town
before someone discovers it. During that time he explains that he
hasn't quite finished the time machine, he's about a week away from
it, but he has just secured plutonium from some Libyan nationalists.
Doc confesses that he read Marty's letter after he left and he was not
going to make the same mistake as before, he tells him he bought a
bullet proof vest. Marty is confused how Doc could now be a week
behind schedule finishing the time machine. Doc has no real answer
but conjectures that in the original timeline Marty probably
contributed in some small way to Doc's success in finishing the time
machine. Marty can't think of how, but then is confused again,
wondering why he's no longer in the picture in this new future. Doc
has to break the news to Marty that he doesn't exist in this future.
Doc tells Marty he hasn't seen him since 1955. Marty learns that
by interacting with his parents he somehow jeopardized his own
existence and erased it, creating an alternate reality where he never
existed. His parents never married. Marty then learns the horrible
truth that Lorraine is now Married to Biff Tannen, who controls her
completely. They have a kid named Marty, Marty Tannen, who's a
complete jerk, looks nothing like Marty, and is dating Jennifer! Marty
is devastated. He begs Doc to come with him back to 1955 and
figure out how to fix what he has done. Doc refuses. Marty doesn't
belong in this timeline and he can never go back to the one he came
from. Marty will just have to be stuck in a world where he never
existed. In the middle of the night, Marty steals the time machine and
two vials of plutonium, one for the trip to 1955 and one for the trip
back to 1985. He goes back in time, to one minute after the lightning
strike, and reappears in town just as Doc Brown is celebrating,
nearly hitting the Doc during his re-entry.
After Marty explains to Doc why he's back from the future, Doc is
not happy, but agrees to help Marty figure out how he erased his
own future. The movie then proceeds much as it did before. Marty's
mere presence for a second time in 1955 has already created
another world and he intends to make sure he exists in this one. Doc
sadly explains to Marty that all he will do is create a new Marty
McFly, who may look and even act just like him, but he will never be
able to see his family again and his beloved Jennifer is lost to him
forever.
Marty doesn't care, he can't leave his parents the way he just
found them. George lives alone and is poor and his mother is
married to Biff who controls her and probably beats her. Marty
doesn't care what happens to him after he sets things back the way
they were.
So, in this version of the story, Marty goes back to the future,
learns he no longer exists in that future, takes the time machine and
some plutonium and returns to 1955, he then discovers that his
parents never kissed at the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance. The
rest of the movie is as it was in the original movie,(minus the family
photo with disappearing siblings). There's no exciting lightning clock
tower sequence at the end. (That has already occurred earlier in the
movie)
World Number 4--CONFIDENT MCFLY FAMILY WORLD
This is the world created at the end of the first movie. All of the
worlds created in the subsequent movies are built upon this world.
This world is created when George Decks Biff at the dance, it
therefore begins in 1955 when, as a result of Marty's meddling,
George escorts Lorraine into the dance and promptly kisses her
good. Which of course cancels out the “Marty Doesn't Exist” world
but doesn't cause it to magically disappear. Under many-worlds
theory the Marty Doesn't Exist world would continue on without
Marty. When Marty gets his parents to kiss, a new reality is created,
complete with a new Marty. A Marty who not only exists but is raised
by parents who were themselves are no completely different as well.
By George decking Biff it leads to Lorraine and George's new kiss
on the dance floor, an earnest kiss, and not the "Florence
Nightingale" pity kiss that led to Marty being born the first time. This
was a TRUE passion kiss that leads to a much different world than
the one from which Marty came!
We don't see this world fully until Marty goes back to 1985 at the
end of the first movie. Marty watches the new Marty go back in time
in the DeLorean just as he had once gone back in time. He then
finds out that Doc was wearing a bullet proof vest. Doc explains to
Marty that he's not in his own timeline anymore and he might not
recognize his family. Marty decides he's going to have to live with
that. He asks about the other Marty that has just left in the
DeLorean, Doc explains that he has just sent that Marty back to
November 14,1955, with enough Plutonium to come “back to the
future” right away. Marty is concerned, wondering why the other
Marty hasn't returned to their time yet. Doc again explains that that
new Marty, when he goes back to the future, will go to a future that is
based on the reality he just created, another world, and who knows
what that would will be like. Marty is blown away by this.
Marty then returns to his home and goes to sleep, assuming his
place in this timeline, taking up the vacancy left by the departing of
the other Marty and assumes the other Marty's identity.
The end of the movie is exactly as it was at in the original.
World Number 5—MARTY YOUR KIDS ARE OUT OF CONTROL
WORLD
The second movie opens the way the first movie ended. In 2015
Jennifer goes crazy about seeing her future and Doc knocks her out.
After Marty says “you're the Doc, Doc” he notices a brand new digital
display on the dash above the time circuit. It has a strange tree like
image with bright dots at some of the branches. Doc explains that in
the 21st Century he was able to install a new mapping system that
helps him map the known multiverses. The little branches with the lit
dots represent alternate realities that Doc has mapped. Doc explains
that, using the map, he can now track in time coordinates and
backtrack through a converging reality. Doc is quite pleased with his
new feature and tells Marty that he can even lock on to a specific
timeline, he points to the display and a branch that is entirely lit up.
He tells Marty that is their current timeline and time and the time
machine will automatically return to where and when they are no
matter where they go, forward or back in the timestream, until he
unlocks it.
“Pretty impressive Doc” Marty admits.
Doc then tells Marty what he hasn't realized. He explains that this
new system is a must, otherwise he'd never be able to return Marty
and Jennifer back to the exact time coordinates they just left. “It will
be as though you never left” Doc says.
When they land in the alley everything occurs much as it did in the
original alley scene, again. Doc tells Marty the story about the arrest
of Marty Jr. The scene in the alley is pretty much the same minus
Jennifer. Marty expresses his confusion how he and Jennifer could
go to 2015, disappear from 1985, and still be here married with
children 30 years later. “Didn't we skip over those 30 years Doc?”
Doc then shows him the mapping display again and explains how
it makes it possible for him to be able to go back to 1985, pick Marty
up, and then return to the same reality he had just left.
“That's heavy” says Marty.
“Ya, heavy” Doc repeats in a “I heard that before” tone.
When Doc tells Marty his plans to have Marty take Marty Junior's
place and to tell Griff and the gang no, Marty gets upset.
“Doc, why did you have to bring us all the way here to 2015 to
stop my son from being arrested? Couldn't you have just warned me
back in 1985. I could keep my son away from this gang.
“No”, says Doc, “you can't! This is part of the problem Marty,
you're kids are completely out of control, they don't listen to a word
you and Jennifer say! I blame virtual reality games! You've tried to
get Marty to stay away from Griff, he just never listens!
“Well then you could just tell me to take the family on a vacation
this week.”
“That won't work either,” says Doc. “You'd only be postponing the
inevitable. As long as you live here in Hill Valley this Griff character
will eventually lead to disaster for your whole family! I brought you
here for two reasons Marty. To get you to keep your son from going
to jail, and to show you how how your kids turn out. Hopefully you
can learn from this experience and figure out a way to get your kids
to listen to you in the future!”
“You mean in the past,” says Marty.
“Whatever!”
Everything happens as it did in the beginning of the original
second movie.
There is the same hoverboard chase, with old Biff remarking how
“familiar” the hoverboard chase scene looks. Biff steals the time
machine, returns just as they are carrying Jennifer back to the
DeLorean. They fly off and time jump to 1985.
They enter the clouds above the 1985 Hill Valley and Marty asks if
they made it, are they back in 1985. Doc looks at his readings on his
mapping display with confusion it's doing some weird things.
Suddenly an aircraft passes too close and almost hits them. Doc
says, “I'd say we made it.”
This Act goes much the same as it did before in the original Back
to the Future movie, with a few minor changes near the end of the
Act and some differences in Doc's explanation of the alternate
timeline Biff has now created. The workshop scene is pretty much
the same, except for Doc's ultimate explanation of what he believes
happened to the timeline.
He draws the 1985 A tangent line as he did before, but he draws it
in a different color and drags the chalk straight across the original
1985 timeline. He explains that although Biff created an alternate
timeline when he went back to the past, that timeline is somehow
overlapping with portions of the original timestream. The two realities
are “married” together and one is bleeding over the other! Marty
doesn't understand fully, but then Doc shows him the newspaper
articles and how Biff interacted with himself in the past and gave
himself an Almanac. He uses the magnifying glass to show Marty the
Almanac in Biff's pocket.
“That sonofabitch!” Marty barks, “he stole my idea!”
Much of the rest of the 1985 A timeline scene is the same. Except
for Doc's explanation as to why they can't go back to the future and
stop Biff from stealing the time machine. When Marty suggests that,
Doc explains that because the two realities are linked they can't lock
onto the future they just came from because of the other timeline.
The two timelines are in too close a proximity to each other in the
space time continuum and he can't get a lock, he's already tried.
They would only end up in the future of this reality, where Bif is
corrupt and powerful, and married to Marty's mother and this has
happened to him. (Doc shows him the article about him being
committed). Doc explains the only option they now have is to find out
where and when young Biff got his hands on that Sports Almanac.
Marty then offers to find out where and when Biff got his hands on
that book.
The scene where Marty confronts Biff about the book is identical,
as well as Marty's escape from the roof of the casino. With one
addition.
After Marty hits Biff with the DeLorean's door and Biff falls down,
he drops the gun. As the DeLorean takes off, out steps Lorraine,
who has been hiding in the doorway listening as Biff confesses to
shooting George. Lorraine runs and grabs the gun. Biff jumps up and
she warns him away with the pistol.
Biff tries to sweet talk here but she's livid calling him a “filthy
bastard” and saying “you killed my sweet George.” Biff tries to move
slowly toward her to talk her down. She pulls the trigger!
Cut to Doc and Marty as they escape the casino. In this version,
Marty is concerned about leaving Jennifer and Einstein in this reality.
He points out that if they succeed in fixing the two timelines, Jennifer
and Einy will be trapped in this new Hell Valley reality. Doc tells
Marty that isn't how it works. He explains that if they separate the
realities that are merging because of what Biff did, Jennifer and Einy
will be separated from this Biff reality because they are a part of the
real 1985. The real 1985 will transform around them, and they will
have no memory of this horrible place!
He asks Doc “what if we don't succeed though.
Doc says, “we MUST succeed.”
World Number 6—QUEST FOR THE ALMANAC
On November 12, 1955, the day of the dance, old Biff from 2015
shows up in 1955 using the time machine he stole from Doc and
Marty. Old Biff comes armed with the Almanac to give to his younger
self. This old Biff, remember, is a part of the reality that was a direct
result of the original Marty McFly trying to make sure he exists in the
future. Just by old Biff being in 1955, it's no longer the timestream
that leads to his own future he just came from. This is because, in
the 1955 past of his own timestream, there was no old Biff present,
holding an Almanac, ready to give it to himself the day of the dance,
and in this reality, there is! It's not the same reality, and the young
Biff is no longer him. He's a young Biff with an unwritten future ahead
of him, who is about to meet a version of his older self from a
completely different reality and be given a great gift that will some
day make him rich and powerful.
Thus, there is no threat of a paradox, nor is there a threat of a
causality loop in which old Biff, by giving himself an Almanac
destroys his own future, until old Biff gives directly and physically
interacts with his younger self that afternoon when he gives him the
Almanac. Giving himself the Almanac would normally merely create
a universe where old Biff never existed. Old car washing Biff would
be replaced by old Biff the Casino operator, the “Luckiest Man Alive.”
But, there is a problem that Doc Brown has identified after
discovering this alternate tangent. Old Biff personally interacting with
his younger self somehow links the new reality that old Biff had just
created by coming to 1955 with the new reality young Biff would
create once he gets an Almanac and bets on horse races in 1958.
Yet, now that Doc and Marty have also come to 1955 to take the
book back from young Biff, they too have created a new reality that
co mingles with the Biff alternate reality. There is also one more
reality that is fused to the others in this huge time continuum
entanglement. That is the reality that both old Biff and Marty came
from, the Confident McFly Family World!
Most of the story proceeds as it did before, with Marty trying to get
the book by hiding in young Biff's back seat. He witnesses old Biff
giving young Biff the book. He then gets locked in the garage and
ends up riding with young Biff to the dance.
When he arrives at the dance he discovers that he himself is at
the Dance with his mother, in Doc Brown's car and realizes by the
events, that he is now in his own reality. They are in a full blown
major paradox. When he tells Doc about it over the radio Doc is
terrified! Doc theorizes that there are two many realities converging
on one another. They have only further amplified the time wave that
goes into the future and now the universe is at even more risk of a
rift in the space time continuum.and that they need to get out of this
reality as soon as possible, but not until they get the book back from
young Biff of course. Doc cautions Marty that it is imperative that he
does not physically interact with his younger self here in 1955.
Right after this warning, Doc's younger self who is working on
setting up the clock tower to send Marty back to the future asks him
to hand him a wrench. This is the same scene, as the original,
except Doc purposefully drops the wrench as he hands it to himself,
then walks away, forcing his other self to pick it up on his own. Thus,
he follows his own advice not to physically react with his counter self.
The movie continues almost exactly as it did before. There is an
added discussion between Doc and Marty about what happens when
they succeed. Doc tells Marty that he must return to the original
timeline he came from, the timeline before he went back to 1955.
Marty is not keen on this at all. That reality sucked as far as he's
concerned. Doc tries to reason with him about it, that it is where he
belongs.
They get interrupted however when Biff pulls up in his car and
they must get ready to execute their plan.
Since the two realities are linked in the future, Doc brings with
them a newspaper article about his being committed in 1985 to a
mental hospital. Marty brings with him the matchbook taken from the
Casino and the article about his father's murder. Because the two
realities are linked, moving in parallel and bleeding into each other,
they theorize that when they take the Almanac from young Biff they'll
be able to examine these articles to see if they sever the link
between the two realities and set this current reality back on it's own
current timestream.
They quickly realize, however, that just taking the Almanac away
from young Biff does not make any changes to the newspapers or
the matchbook. Doc suggests they burn the book. When Marty burns
the book they are excited to see the items change to reflect a better
future. George McFly is honored instead of murdered. Doc Brown is
Commended instead of Committed. The matchbook switches back to
the Biff's Auto Detailing logo.
Doc and Marty are thrilled. They have averted a major paradox.
Doc says, “we've stopped the ripple effect of Biff's interferance from
crossing over into our timestream. Now, we can take you home. Just
then Doc stares at his display and then says, “Marty, I think we have
a problem!”
Marty asks what problem. Doc never gets to answer because the
DeLorean is struck by lightning and vanishes with two fiery spirals
into the night and a streamer floats down, landing at Marty's feet.
Then the scene where the Western Union man delivering the letter.
Marty learns that Doc is trapped in 1885 just as in the original.
World Number 7-- DOC IS TRAPPED IN 1885
The third movie opens exactly as the original third movie opens.
Doc Brown struggles at the clock tower just before the lightning hits,
the DeLorean races down the road, makes contact with the lightning
and vanishes. As Doc is celebrating, Marty, carrying the Western
Union letter, appears from around the corner. The 1955 Doc faints at
the sight of Marty just as before. The entire first ACT of this movie is
virtually identical, except for a few key pieces of information. When
Doc is hiding in the bathroom Marty goes into a bit more detail about
how Biff stole the time machine in 2015 and interacted with himself
in the past, creating two alternate realities that are stuck together
and they came back to get the book from 1955 Biff so they could
stop a rift in the space time continuum. Doc's letter to Marty is
different. Here's how it reads in the many-worlds of Back to the
Future.
Dear Marty-
If my theory is correct you will receive this
letter immediately after you saw the DeLorean
struck by lightning. Normally, this should never
happen, being that the realities we both occupy
should not be connected. Unfortunately we
miscalculated. Burning the Almanac did not
sever the Biff alternate Hell Valley reality from
our own. This is obviously because when we
took the Book back from Biff we were still in
the converged time streams, so burning the
book had no effect on severing the two
realities.
Doc, who has been reading the letter out loud, stops, and shakes
his head. “Obviously,” he says with a frown and shakes his head. He
continues reading.
The story then proceeds almost the same as before, except for a
scene where young Biff pays Doc Brown's house a visit while they
are digging up the DeLorean.
Doc has carelessly left the letter on his desk in the family room.
While Biff's henchmen toss Doc's place looking for the book Biff
reads the letter, then he reaches in his pocket and pulls out a
camera and takes pictures of the letter and the instructions that
came with it. After searching for the Almanac in vain they give up
and plan to come back later. Suddenly there is a knock on the door.
It's the police. Biff and his henchmen are arrested. The cop mentions
to him that he should know better than to rob rich people like Doc
Brown, they can afford home security systems.
Doc Brown is met by police when he and Marty arrive back to his
estate with the DeLorean, who explain that Biff and his gang broke in
and messed the place up pretty badly.
Doc thanks the officer profusely for his help and the officer leaves.
The rest of the story proceeds much the same as before with a
few exceptions noted below:
When the DeLorean is repaired and Marty is getting ready to
leave with it at the drive through movie theater he uses the
instructions Doc sent him to consult the time map display. He finds
the timestream branch that leads back to his own reality that he left
at the beginning of the movie and tries to set it as default but it won't
set. Marty looks at the instructions several times and makes several
attempts. This gets Doc's attention and he comes over.
Doc says, “you'll never guess the password Marty,” if my 1885
counterpart is anything like me he's going to use a 64 random
character password.
Marty says, “Ya, I'm damned if I do and screwed because I can't.”
They stare at the blinking time map display for a moment.
Doc agrees and says, “it's a catch 22.”
If the other Doc Brown in 1985 has already gone to 2015 and
stopped Biff from stealing the time machine isn't he the same Doc
Brown who gets trapped in 1885? If he stopped Biff from stealing the
time machine, why would he have gone back to 1955 to steal the
book that Biff never stole and why is he still trapped in 1885, and
what am I doing here?
“Well,” Doc surmises, “all of that might be future, to us Doc, but to
the Doc in 1885 it's the past and the past cannot be “unwritten.”
Marty puts his hand to his head! “Geez Doc” says Marty, this
whole thing is starting to give me a migraine!
“I know, right!” Says Doc. “Time travel messes with your head a
little! But look at the bright side, now you can go back to your own
timeline and rejoin your own family there any time you want!”
Marty pretends he didn't hear that. He has no desire to return to
his original timeline. He changes the subject. “Ya, Doc” he says,
“right after I go back to 1885 and save you from being shot and
killed.
“Right” says Doc, “so, what are we waiting for?
The rest of the movie then proceeds as it did before.
Marty seems really confused at this point, noting that it makes no
sense that if Biff never stole the time machine Doc is still here,
trapped in 1885! Doc explains the grandfather paradox to Marty and
surmises that although the quantum entanglements of the three
realities was repaired there must still be residual effects.
Another change to the story is the changing tombstone
photograph. Since the entanglement has now been fixed, the
photograph would not exist in this new timeline Marty has created by
going back to 1885. That was a completely unnecessary plot
mechanism in the original third movie anyway. Since Doc has
determined to go back to the future with Marty and since Marty has
defeated Mad Dog Tannen using the bullet proof vest, there's no
reason to keep Doc “safe” in 1885.
There is an additional scene when they are preparing the
DeLorean to be pushed down the track (during their overnight
camping scene). Marty once again tries to convince Doc to let him
return to the other timeline, where his dad decked Biff at the dance.
Doc insists that Marty has to go back to his original timeline. He
cannot return to the timeline where his parents are confident and
successful. Marty argues with him about it reminding him that Doc
Brown in that timeline is dead.
“You're dead in that timeline Doc, remember?” Marty says
balefully. “I don't know if I can live without you Doc!”
Doc pauses for a moment looking down. Then looks up at Marty
slyly. “That's very touching Marty but you don't have to worry about
that. In my letter I told myself about the Libyans and warned myself
to wear a bullet proof vest!”
Marty is shocked. Then it hits him. “Wait a minute Doc, how did
you send a letter to the Doc of MY timeline? That wasn't one of the
“tanglement” streams or whatever you call it.
Doc looks a bit nervous, “quantum entanglements” Doc corrects
him.
“Doc,” Marty continues to press him, “did you already go to my
timeline before?”
Doc nods. “Right after I created the time mapping device.”
Marty is incensed.
“I had to, Marty, like you said I knew I'd be sending you back to
that timeline!”
Marty stands up and paces. That's just great Doc, you mess with
every timeline under the sun and pick and choose where you go in
the universe, but I'm stuck with a universe where my parents are
both ... well... they're embarassing Doc!
“But they're you're parents Marty, and no one gets to choose their
parents! Not even me.
“Then why didn't you just knock me out with that stunner thing and
just plop me back into the timeline?” Asks Marty.
“Maybe I should have!” Doc says. “Enough discussion. You're
going back to where you belong in the space time continuum and
that's final. Your timeline is now default, it's the only future anyone
can go to anywhere from the past and I'm not changing the
password. Marty is not happy and storms off into the night.
Doc watches him go, then shakes his head. “Teenagers.”
When he comes back Doc is sleeping. He goes to sleep himself,
still pretty upset.
The story then proceeds just like before right up until after the
train destroys the DeLorean in 1985.
World Number 8-- THE HOMECOMING
In 2015, Jennifer from 1985 (17 year old Jennifer) is left lying
unconscious in an ally and is mistaken for her older counterpart by
police. They then take her to her future home in Hilldale and leave
her. She is trapped in the house for a while but manages to get the
front door open using her fingerprints. Just as she tries to leave,
however, her older counterpart enters. The two Jennifers see each
other and FAINT. Now, Jennifer from 1985 has seen herself as an
old woman. When she grows old lives in that house, she will be quite
aware of the exact date and time in which her younger self comes a
calling. She will not faint when she sees herself. She will know it's
coming.
Clearly, the world in which the two Jennifers faint and the world
that results from that encounter cannot be the same reality. For
obvious reasons.
World Number 11- BIFF HAS THE ALMANAC
On November 12, 1955, the day of the dance, exactly one week
after Marty interferes with his parents' meeting and begins to vanish
away, old Biff shows up in 1955 using the time machine he stole from
Doc and Marty in 2015. He carries with him an Almanac with
sporting stats, purchased by Marty in 2015. He had taken it from the
trash can where Doc Brown had put it after scolding Marty about
trying to use time travel for his own personal gain.
Old Biff had come to 1955 to give himself this Almanac so that he
could make himself rich.
This gifting occurs only hours before the dance where George
decks Biff and where Marty's parents kiss on the dance floor,
restoring his future existence.
We've discussed how, since at the time the Almanac was
delivered to young Biff, Marty was still vanishing from existence. The
most probable future at that point was a future where Marty never
existed. We've also discovered that because Marty never existed,
old Biff never existed (not in his current incarnation as car washing
old Biff) and the Almanac was never purchased by Marty, of course,
being he never existed.
From the moment old Biff handed over the Almanac, it, the
DeLorean(s), as well as Biff would all begin to vanish at the same
rate that the first Marty was vanishing. This only begins the creation
of an alternate world. A world where young Biff has an Almanac.
Young Biff certainly has the potential to use it three years later to bet
on races, which creates the “Hell Valley” future, but that future is not
created simply by young Biff possessing the Almanac.
Law number one dictates the “Hell Valley” world would not exist
until the day young Biff actually bets on horse races 3 years later on
his 21st birthday.
When old Biff gives out the Almanac it would initiate another “time
lag” event sequence that would culminate 3 years later, at the boiling
point, when young Biff wins his first bet. At which time the “lag”
would be complete. Everyone and every thing from the original
timeline would then vanish completely (just as Marty would have
vanished if George and Lorraine never kissed on the dance floor).
Of course, this second vanishing “time lag” would be so prolonged
(3 years) that it wouldn't be noticeable until they all approached the
date of the horse race bet. Until the boiling point, this world would
not be much different than the world that existed prior to.
Biff still goes to the dance.
He still drags Marty out of the car and tries to rape Lorraine.
He is still decked by George McFly.
George McFly is changed and is now destined to become a
successful writer.
Everything proceeds as it did before, except in this world Biff has
an Almanac. The only difference between the original reality that old
Biff came from and young Biff's new reality is the possession of the
book.
When old Biff was decked he didn't possess such an Almanac.
Young Biff does possess the Almanac when he is decked. They
cannot be the same Biff. They are from two different worlds. But the
worlds are so similar as to be indistinguishable, until later when
young Biff bets on horse races using the Almanac.
There is, however, one major difference between the original
world we saw in 1955 in the first movie and the world in which young
Biff has the Almanac. This difference actually creates yet another
world. A world in which Marty, who was at the dance trying to restore
his future existence, gets in a DeLorean after the dance is over and
goes to 1985 using the lightning strike at the clocktower. Since Biff
possesses the book when this happens, Marty fast forwards past
1958, at which time Biff bets on horse races. Then Marty arrives in
the 1985-A Hell Valley future instead of where the first Marty who
bought the Almanac ended up. So this world gives birth to “Marty
Goes to Hell (Valley)” World.
World Number 12- MARTY GOES TO HELL (VALLEY)
There is a world that would never be seen in the movies but that
actually must exist somewhere, using the many-worlds hypothesis.
Before Doc and Marty learn of the theft of the time machine, old Biff
successfully gives the Almanac to another version of himself in 1955
and then this new version of Biff manages to bet on horse races in
1958, eventually becoming “the Luckiest Man In The World” and
creating the nightmare “Hell Valley” reality Doc and Marty stumble
into when they leave 2015.
In this reality, Marty, who succeeded in getting his parents to kiss
on the dance floor, only hours after old Biff gave young Biff the
Almanac, then uses the lightning strike at the clock tower to go back
to 1985. However, he wouldn't land in the 1985 we see at the end of
Back to the Future. He would go to the 1985 Hell Valley world.
He would stumble into the Casino the same way Marty did in Back
to the Future 2 and would discover the same thing, that Biff is now
his stepfather and George McFly was murdered when he was five.
The lightning strikes the clock tower sending Marty through the
new timestream and as he passes 1958 young Biff bets on horse
races and destroys his beautiful future, creating a nightmare world
instead.
Marty would find himself in the Biff Hell Valley future and would be
unaware what has happened to the world. He would wander the
parking lot at the mall for a while wondering where Doc was, (but
Doc would be in a mental institution). Time traveling Doc and Marty
don't exist in that reality. Poor Marty arrives in 1985 and finds it taken
over by a corrupt Biff who has used an Almanac to make himself
rich! There would be two Marty's in that timeline at that point. The
Marty who was sent to board school in Switzerland and the Marty
who just came from 1955 after getting his parents back together.
World Number 13- ALTERNATE MARTY GOES BACK TO 1955
Since Jennifer and Marty left 1985 and proceeded into the future,
skipping over the next 30 years, the same way Einstein skipped over
1 minute in the beginning of the first movie, then Jennifer and Marty
would be missing persons during that 30 years and could not marry
and have children. Doc would create a new world where they are
missing and where their kids never existed.
The writers try to maintain that this is not so. In an interview they
claim that since Jennifer and Marty eventually make it back to 1985
they could then grow up and have kids. This creates an entirely new
set of interesting questions to pose to the writers.
First, if the old Jennifer and Marty that young Jennifer and Marty
encounter in 2015 are the same Jennifer and Marty who time
traveled from 1985 to 2015 to “do something about their kids” why
didn't they do something about their kids to begin with?
They were taken to the future and shown what happens to their
kids, why, then would Marty need to inject himself into the situation
as a young man? Couldn't Doc have just gone back to 1985 and
warned them? He could have written a note and placed it on Marty's
windshield that read:
“Dear Marty, n October 21, 2015 you better keep your kid,
Marty Junior at home. Ground him or something, or he'll be
arrested... oh and keep Marlene at home just in case, and
for Pete's sake keep your kids away from Biff's grandkid's!”
This way Doc would not have to knock Jennifer out so that she
wouldn't know too much about her future, would not have to take
Marty into 2015 where he could risk further messing up the timeline.
In fact, Doc doesn't have to even tell them anything when he goes
back to 1985. Just write them a note the way Marty did for him in
1955, a note that says “Don't Open Until October 20, 2015.”
Certainly if Doc took them both to the future and showed them the
arrests of their children, that's all he would have had to do. He could
then take them back to 1985 and say, “okay, now keep Marty at
home that day.”
For that matter, why involve the 1985 Marty and Jennifer at all?
Doc had a time machine and old Marty Senior knew all about it.
When Marty Junior was arrested, why couldn't Doc take the time
machine back one day and warn Marty Senior about it? Why couldn't
he get the older Marty to “do something about” his kids? Instead he
comes up with this elaborate plan to get Marty Senior from 1985,
knock Jennifer out leave her in an alley, knock out Marty Junior, then
have Marty Senior pose as Marty Junior. None of it makes any
sense!
The writers' proposal that this 2015 Jennifer and Marty are the
same Jennifer and Marty who were taken into 2015 and then brought
back to 1985 is, therefore, utterly ridiculous.
This world where Jennifer and Marty grew up and had kids (the
world Doc experiences on his first trip to 2015) would have to be
completely independent from the world Doc creates when he takes
the kids 30 years into the future. If, by taking them into the future,
Doc simply "overwrote" the existing timeline and changed the future
he had just seen, he would no longer remember that future when he
got the kids to 2015. That future never happened! Instead, Doc
would have memories of a future where Jennifer and Marty vanished
mysteriously in 1985 and hadn't been seen since.
In fact, he would have had no reason to take them into 2015 to
save their kids. They never had kids. Which would mean that at the
moment Doc took them into the future they would have instantly
popped back into their driveway and Doc would have gone on to
wherever he would have went to had he not gone to 1985 to get
them in the first place. Of course, this would eventually lead to them
marrying and having kids as they did before, which would lead to
Doc seeing their kids get arrested, which would have led to his
coming back to 1985 to get them and we have another colossal
space time causality loop.
In both the movie timeline created by the writers and in their ad
hoc explanations there exists no real reason for Doc to ever take the
kids into the future of 2015. According to the "overwrite" principal,
the moment he took them into the future it would change the future
and the problem of Marty Junior being arrested would be
instantaneously solved by the fact that Jennifer and Marty
disappeared in 1985 and never had kids. In the ad hoc explanation,
there would be no reason for Doc to take them into the future. He
could just warn them to keep Marty Junior at home that day.
It should be becoming obvious that the new "missing persons"
world could not have any effect on the world that Doc experienced
when he first went to 2015 or he would not have experienced that
world and vice versa.
This is yet more evidence of the many-worlds hypothesis creeping
in.
World Number 15—BIFF LOSES AN ALMANAC
We must discuss yet another world that was created. After Marty
steals the Almanac back from young Biff in 1955 and flies away
hanging off the DeLorean, Biff witnesses for the first time the flying
DeLorean, just before he crashes into another manure truck. This
creates an entirely new reality, where, young Biff once had an
Almanac that would make him a billionaire but it was stolen from him
by that Calvin Klein kid whom he had dragged out of Doc Brown's
car in the dance parking lot.
We have no reason to believe this psychopath is going to let this
go. He must know where Doc Brown's estate is. He would figure out
that Calvin was staying with Doc Brown. Now, Doc Brown in 1955
has a huge problem! Biff is eventually going to come calling on him,
demanding to know what happened to Calvin Klein and more
importantly what happened to his Almanac. This could spell real
trouble for not only Doc Brown, but for Marty who is trapped in 1955
again after Doc is struck by lightning and is then trapped in 1885!
This is the reality of the third movie in the trilogy.
World Number 16-- DOC GIVES HIMSELF A WRENCH WORLD
While they are trying to get the Almanac away from young Biff in
1955, Doc from 1985 encounters the Doc from 1955 who is getting
the DeLorean and the clock tower ready to send Marty back to the
future. Doc from 1955 asks the other Doc to hand him a wrench and
they have a short conversation about the weather and weather
experiments. The Doc of 1985 has no recollection of bumping into
himself in 1955 and is genuinely surprised when it happens. It's an
accident. This tells us that the 1985 Doc who is there to get the book
back is a different Doc than the 1955 Doc, otherwise he would
remember the encounter and not be surprised by it. He might even
think about avoiding it all together! The fact that he does not is all the
evidence that they aren't the same Doc and they are from two
different realities.
World Number 17-- DOC BROWN RECEIVES A WESTERN
UNION
We must discuss yet another world that was created. After Marty
steals the Almanac back from young Biff in 1955 and flies away
hanging off the DeLorean, Biff witnesses for the first time the flying
DeLorean, just before he crashes into another manure truck. This
creates an entirely new reality, where, young Biff once had an
Almanac that would make him a billionaire but it was stolen from him
by that Calvin Klein kid whom he had dragged out of Doc Brown's
car in the dance parking lot.
We have no reason to believe this psychopath is going to let this
go. He must know where Doc Brown's estate is. He would figure out
that Calvin was staying with Doc Brown. Now, Doc Brown in 1955
has a huge problem! Biff is eventually going to come calling on him,
demanding to know what happened to Calvin Klein and more
importantly what happened to his Almanac. This could spell real
trouble for not only Doc Brown, but for Marty who is trapped in 1955
again after Doc is struck by lightning and is then trapped in 1885!
This is the reality of the third movie in the trilogy.
World Number 20—DOC THE BLACKSMITH
After they burn the Almanac, Doc is struck by lightning and is sent
back to 1885 where he becomes a blacksmith. Some have argued
that if everything that happens in the past has a direct bearing on the
characters in 1955, 1985, and 2015 then this world should be first in
the chronology. This, however, is not right. This world is not created
until later.
Just as some have pointed out that there were 4 DeLoreans in
1955 and if we have included the DeLorean buried in the mine in
1885, then there would be a world somewhere, where Doc's
tombstone at the old cemetary must also have been there all along.
It was put there in 1885. It's inescapable, pure logic. Doc died in
1885, some 32 to 35 years before he was even born. Once Doc the
Blacksmith was shot, it would create a world where, when Doc
Brown in born 32 to 35 years later, his own tombstone would already
be at the Boot Hill Cemetary. This is one of the few paradoxes
created by the many-worlds theory, but it's not a problematic one that
would create causality loops.
When Doc Brown went back to 1885 he would have simply
created a new reality or world and this world would likely proceed as
it did before, leading to Doc Brown's birth. We know that in 1985 Doc
builds a time machine. If Doc Brown was in 1885 and died that year
and if his tombstone was in the cemetary when he built the time
machine it's a paradox but not a conflict. Since Clara is mentioned
on the tombstone, then this is also a different world where Clara
never falls in the ravine. Which is another paradox, but not a conflict
either.
Doc's time travel to 1885 predates everything else that happens in
the movie, chronologically, but it's also one of the last things that
happens! Nevertheless, once he's trapped there and establishes a
history, his history in 1885 would be the only original history that any
one knows after 1885 in this new world he has created.
World Number 21-- GRIFF TANNEN GANG GET ARRESTED
In the first 2015 Doc sees Marty Jr get arrested due to his giving
in to peer pressure from Griff and his gang. He does something very
illegal and is subsequently arrested. Then, his sister tries to break
him out of jail and she is arrested, too.
That, however changes when 17 year old Marty Senior is brought
to 2015 by Doc Brown. What happens instead is that Griff and his
entire gang get arrested and convicted. In the “overwrite” theory
used by the movies, this would create a huge ripple effect that alters
everything that happened in the second movie and would result in a
terrible causality loop.
Why? Because days later, when the Doc Brown from 1985 gets to
2015 on his first trip to the future he won't read about Marty Jr. being
arrested, he won't read about Marlene being arrested trying to break
Marty Jr. out of jail. Instead, he reads about Griff and his gang being
arrested and he then goes about his time traveling business. He
would then have no reason whatsoever to go back and get Marty
and Jennifer to "do something about their kids."
Thus, Marty and Jennifer never time travel to 2015. Which also
means their kids grow up exactly as we see at the beginning of Back
to the Future Two!
This world, where Griff gets arrested instead of Marty Junior is yet
another which begs for the "many worlds" hypothesis as the only
way the movies can be followed and made any sense of whatsoever.
In the overwrite method chosen by the writers, Griff gets arrested
instead of Marty Jr. Doc never goes back to get Marty and Jennifer.
Marty never buys an Almanac. They never have to go get Jennifer
from the McFly house where the police have taken her. Old Biff
never gets his hands on the time machine or the Almanac. He never
goes back to 1955 to give it to himself. Doc and Marty never
experience the Hell Valley alternate reality. To them it never
happened. They never go back to 1955 to get the Almanac from
young Biff. Doc is never trapped in 1885. Which then causes
everything to switch back to the way things were before the time
travel events, which then causes everything to happen as it did in the
movies again and walla... time loop and BOOM!
World Number 22—CLINT EASTWOOD TOMBSTONE
When Marty goes back to 1885 to save Doc, he gets into a public
confrontation with Mad Dog Tannen and is challenged to a gun fight.
He accepts the challenge, but at the last minute tries to talk his way
out. He's shot while he's unarmed in the middle of the street. He's
buried in Boot Hill Cemetary, where Doc Brown's tombstone was
supposed to be. The inscription on the stone reads: “Here lies Clint
Eastwood, The Biggest Yellow Belly In The West.”
World Number 23-- THE MYSTERIOUS MISSING GRAVE
There is a cemetary near Hill Valley California that dates all the
way back to the early 1800s. Boot Hill Cemetary. This cemetary was
filled up some time before the turn of the 20th century. However,
there is a mysterious plot, near the center of the cemetary that
appears to have once had a tombstone and a grave, but, historians
have excavated the plot and never found a body or even a casket. It
is believed some outlaw may have been buried there without a
marker and without a casket and there is no trace left of the body.
This is one of the biggest mysteries in Hill Valley history.
World Number 24- EASTWOOD RAVINE
Sometime after Doc builds this time train he takes it and his family
into the future and retrofits it with a “hover conversion,” just as he did
with the DeLorean. When he shows up at the end of the third movie
in this train we see it hover and fly.
World Number 27- MISSING MARTY WORLD
So, let's recap just exactly how the "many worlds theory" works,
exactly and how would it explain Back to the Future. Starting with the
first movie and the first alteration of the past and go from there.
In the first movie Marty ran over a pine tree on the Peabody farm.
He created an alternate world in which Peabody lost his pine tree
and couldn't breed pines. In this world the mall is called "Lone Pine
Mall" in 1985 that would be the only major difference between the
world from which Marty came and the new world he created. It may
seem like a tiny microscopic variant but it can snowball in the future.
Who knows the ramification of those events on the Peabody farm.
What happens in the future to this new Peabody family who have a
tall tale of the night an alien landed in their garage and ran over a
pine tree? The only one who might believe them is George McFly,
who was visited by an alien fitting the same description during that
same time frame. Perhaps in this new worldcreated by Marty the
Peabody children grow up and become famous UFOLOGISTS.
Maybe old man Peabody starts a cult and they all drink cool aid one
night. Who knows. The only thing we know for sure is that Marty
came from a world in which no alien landed in the Peabody's barn
that night so he comes from a different world than the world he's now
in.
Let's look at the next change. Marty informs Goldie that he'll be
mayor some day. In the world Marty came from there was no Marty
in the diner in 1955 to give him the idea. Maybe Goldie becomes
Mayor much earlier in the timeline as the result of being given the
idea sooner in the diner.
Marty interferes with his parents' meeting and he takes his father's
place in the car accident and in his mother's bedroom. Now, we
know that the world from which Marty came still exists because he
still exists. Yet, he begins to vanish away, erased from future
existence. This, of course does not support the "many world's
interpretation." If Marty simply comes from a different world, and has
created a NEW world with his interference he would not vanish, nor
would he fade.
So, somewhere there was a universe in which Marty was born,
otherwise Marty could not exist here and couldn't stop himself from
existing.
If he hopped in the DeLorean after creating this NEW world where
he was never born and jumped to 1985, he would go to a future
where he no longer exists. He would be like Bailey in "It's a
Wonderful Life." No one would know who he is. But he wouldn't
cease to exist simply by interfering with his parents meeting on that
day.
Let's look at the next change. Due to Marty trying to fix the
damage of his interference, George decks Biff. This creates an
entirely new reality in which Biff grows older and ends up working for
George, instead of the other way around.
The reality Marty came from where Biff was never decked by
George does not vanish away when George decks Biff. If it did,
Marty could not remember that reality and instead would have
memories of a Biff that washes his dad's car instead of wrecking it.
We do know, therefore that Marty has simply created another world,
a new reality in which George decks Biff and they grow up very
different people.
When Marty gives Doc the note warning him of the Libyans, he
creates yet another world and another Doc. His Doc is already dead.
Marty watched him die. It's in the past. His Doc never met a kid
named Marty in 1955. His Doc never saw a future time machine he
would some day build. That Doc died by gunfire. The NEW DOC
Marty has created is one who meets Marty in 1955, is given a note,
is able to prepare against being shot and killed with a bullet proof
vest! This Doc lives past the night Marty goes back in time!
Marty has created a new world with a new Doc Brown. Yet, the
Doc Brown doesn't cease to exist, otherwise Marty would not
remember him. Marty would not remember a Doc Brown who's shot
and killed and consequently could not slip the Doc he meets in 1955
a note warning him not to get killed! The only thing that explains
these contradictions is there are MANY worlds in Back to the Future!
Marty keeps making new ones as he goes alone in 1955, making
changes. The old ones don't vanish or dissipate, otherwise he would
have no memory of them.
This now brings us back to the future.
In 1985, after Marty gets home (remember Marty is not back in his
home world, he's in a NEW world he created when he made his last
change in 1955), Marty is in this new, slightly different world which
he now considers home. He comes back early and watches himself
go back in time. Yet, it's not him. The Marty he sees go back in time
was the assistant to the Doc Brown he created when he meets Doc
Brown in 1955 and slips him a note. This Marty he sees doesn't
watch his Doc Brown die (he only thinks he does). This Marty is
raised by COOL parents, rather than a nerdy father and an alcoholic
mother. This Marty has a brand new Toyota 4 X 4 Pickup at home
and his father is a published and highly respected author. The Marty
he watches go back in time never knew the sadistic and mean
spirited Biff who was George's bullyish supervisor. He knows old Car
washer Biff. That is a different Marty from a completely different
world, a world that the first Marty is now stuck in, a world of his own
creation so to speak.
So, he watches another version of himself go off in the time
machine to who knows where or when! If that new Marty goes back
to 1955 what further changes does HE make to the timeline? It
boggles the mind doesn't it? In Chapter 12 I have provided a
complete Novella that details the adventures of this Marty.
Any changes that second Marty made in the past would not effect
the present that the first Marty now finds himself in. The second
Marty would merely create yet ANOTHER WORLD and a new future
which he would then proceed into separately from the first Marty!
So now, first Marty is in the world that second Marty came from
and he's met second Marty's parents but has no memory of them.
He wasn't raised by them and they only THINK he's their Marty. He's
not their Marty and they are not his parents. Strange isn't it?
He wakes up and eventually gets with his girlfriend, Jennifer, but
she's not his girlfriend, she's the girlfriend of the second Marty that
he just watched go off in the time machine, the Marty who was
raised by the cool, together, successful parents. Yet, she's identical
to his Jennifer so he doesn't know the difference. He's lucky she
didn't have different hair or personality.
They then are grabbed by Doc Brown and taken into 2015. Yet, at
the moment Doc comes to 1985 and pulls them out of there he
creates a new world. A world that they are not a part of. He creates a
world where Jennifer and Marty left in 1985 and disappeared. If
anyone were to jump to the future a second after he leaves with
them, they'd go to that world where Marty and Jennifer disappeared
never to be seen again.
Now, the writers have suggested that is not so by pointing out that
they eventually make it back to 1985. Yet, they aren't really thinking.
The explanation is impossible for, if they go back to 1985 from where
they are they simply go to a NEW 1985 world where Jennifer and
Marty time traveled then came home. That's not the same Jennifer
and Marty world that they left. In the world they left Jennifer and
Marty never time traveled. They meet that Jennifer and Marty in
2015 (or at least Jennifer meets that Jennifer in 2015).
That's the world they would go back to, not their world, a world
where Jennifer and Marty time traveled in 1985. Doc takes them to
2015 and then has Marty pose as his own son and stop his son from
being arrested. This is a world that Doc has already seen and from
which he just came when he brought them into 2015. Doc
remembers this world, where Marty Jr. get arrested.
Yet, 17 year old Marty Senior then steps in and prevents this
event creating a NEW world in which his son is never arrested
because he time traveled to 2015 and stopped it! That never
happened in the world from which Doc came. In that world that he
takes them to, Jennifer and Marty never time traveled and have no
memory or knowledge of meeting themselves in 2015. In that world,
Marty Jr. gets arrested. In the NEW world Doc and Marty create
Marty Sr. keeps his son out of Jail by time traveling. If it's not a new
world they created then Doc could have no memory of the old world
where Marty Jr. is arrested. The moment he took them from 1985 to
2015 he would have no recollection as to why he did it!
These sort of contradictions are ONLY explained by saying that
they create a NEW world every time they make a change, a world
that has absolutely no effect on the world from which they came
before they make the change. It's irrefutable. We could go through all
3 movies, covering every change made and the explanation would
still be the same. For example: when they go from the alternate
1985A to 1955 to stop young Biff and take the book away from him
their actions (taking the book from him) have no effect on the world
that was created when old Biff gives young Biff the book. Instead,
they merely create a new world where young Biff is given a sports
Almanac but then promptly loses it. There would be no "ripple effect"
into the Biff altered reality. There would merely be a new unwritten
future in a brave new world, free of any Biff/Almanac threat to the
future.
If they proceed into the future from that point it would not be the
future from which they came and it would not be the world from
which they came for in that world young Biff was never given a book
from the future in 1955 and in this new world he was given one and it
was taken away.
Certainly, the law of probabilities suggest that the future they
proceed to from that point would be similar if not almost identical to
the future they left. It would have to suffice them for it's doubtful they
could ever get back to that world and reality they left behind.
So, how do we explain the changing photographs, newspapers
headlines, matchbook and fax in this "many worlds concept?" That
seems to be the only fly in the ointment. In truth, we have no choice
but to discount these events within the movie. Nothing explains
them. These scenes, where newspapers, faxes, etc. taken from the
future suddenly change after they alter the past simply do not work,
no matter what type of time travel theory you employ. They
especially don't work in the single timeline overwrite version of river
of time that the writers used regularly in the movies.
We've already looked at how it makes absolutely no sense that
people vanish or that people in a photograph (or the tombstone)
disappeared but the photograph remains. We will probably need to
refresh our memories a little.
The same basic principle applies to the changing newspaper
articles, fax, and matchbook. Let's take the newspaper articles first.
They were torn out of an archive at the library when Doc and Marty
were in the 1985A alternate future. Once they burned the Almanac,
however, that future never happened. Therefore there would be no
1985 A Hell Valley future for them to go to and tear pages out of an
archive. They were never in the library and would have had no
reason to tear those pages out. The pages themselves would have
vanished and they would be left with no recollection of them. For that
matter, they wouldn't remember the 1985A future at all and would
most likely stand there in a daze wondering why they were in 1955.
Yet, let's take it another step further. Since the Hell Valley future
never happened, they never ended up there, which would mean they
never went back to 1955 to prevent that future (since it never
happened), which means they themselves would vanish with the
newspaper articles, ending up where they would have gone if the
Hell Valley future had never occurred.
It's the same thing goes for the matchbox taken from the Biff
Pleasure Paradise Casino. One could try to argue that Marty could
theoretically have a matchbook in his pocket given to him from Biff of
his timeline, that said “Biff's Auto Detailing” on it, except, oh wait,
that's right, Biff never got to give him one. He came out of the house
at the beginning of the movie to show Marty the matchbooks and
would have given him one but Marty flew off in a DeLorean before he
could do it!
So also, does this principle apply to the fax. It would have
vanished completely once Marty stopped the drag race because it
was his inability to abide being called “chicken” that led to him being
fired in 2015.
Once he got over that, he was never in his den that night to get
the call from Needles.
He never got in the accident and never gave up on his music.
Even if you accept that he'd still be in that den that evening on
2015, Needles got him to go along with the transaction by calling him
chicken, but that was the OLD Marty, the NEW improved Marty
cannot be manipulated in that way. He would not have been fired. If
he was never fired, Jennifer would not have had any reason to grab
a piece of paper from the fax machine and bring it with her. The fax
paper would have vanished, and Jennifer would have no memory of
it, nor of the words that were once printed on it. Those events never
happened.
For all of the above reasons, the changing items from the future
cannot be explained by any means of time travel theory. They are
just unexplainable plot holes and not paradoxes at all.
Finally, in the many-worlds version of Back to the Future we
constructed here in this book, there are three realities entangled
together as the result of old Biff directly handing himself an object in
the past. This allows for the story arc to proceed much as it did in the
original stories, but still keeps the paradox and plot hole pitfalls out of
the story. Everything is explained.
The Many Worlds of Back to the Future, as you can see, is not
much different a story than the original. It retains all of the best parts
of the original and at the same time avoids all the plot holes and
mistakes.
Bob Gale and Robert Zemeckis insist that their movies are
“perfect” and should never be remade. We have now scrutinized this
claim and find it wanting. The story could be better, it could actually
make sense.
CHAPTER ELEVEN—THE SCIENCE OF
BACK TO THE FUTURE
In July 2010 Dr. Michio Kaku, Professor of Theoretical Physicist at
the City University of New York does an interview with CNN about, of
all things, the possibility of hover boards, such as the ones seen in
Back to the Future part II. Kaku explains how the science is
theoretically possible (and indeed we now have hoverboards,
although they are extremely limited and nothing like the ones in the
movie). The subject of this interview was actually how realistic was
the vision of the future 2015 in Back to the Future part 2. The
discussion inevitably turned to the possibility of time travel itself.
Kaku explains that there is a “loop hole” in Einstein's equations
which means that time travel could some day be a reality.
Calling time travel a “type 2 impossibility,” Dr. Kaku first destroys
the idea that 1.21 gigawatts of power would be enough to time travel.
He characterizes time travel as “wrapping time up in a ribbon.” Then
he later theorizes that if we could master “stellar power” or harness
the power of a “black hole” we might be able to open a “gateway” or
a “tunnel” in time itself.
Not much later, Dr. Kaku weighs in on the movies, in the special
features of the new Back to the Future Blu-ray set. He commends
this series of movies as one of the only time travel flicks to get “it”
right. By “it” he meant, the science behind time travel. What they “got
right” the most, according to him, was how they stuck with the “River
of Time” theory of time travel. It's important to scrutinize what Dr.
Kaku says about time travel.
“Back to the Future is novel because you go forwards in time
and you go backwards in time and believe it or not going
forwards in time is the easy part. Our astronauts go forward in
time a fraction of a second every time they go into outer space.
You realize that in outer space, like on the moon, time beats
faster on the moon than it does on the Earth. So it is true that if
you could race near the speed of light time begins to slow
down, so that you rocket into the future. Of course, we cannot
go near the speed of light, but one day we will, so future travel
is a definite possibility.
But, going back into the past? Aha! That's the killer.. and if you
had enough energy, maybe in a DeLorean, you might be able
to wrench this “river of time” and make it fork into two rivers.
According to the laws of physics, according to Einstein's
general theory of relativity, time is a river. It's a river that
meanders and goes backwards and forwards and has all these
gyrations, and we now know it could have whirlpools,
whirlpools in the river of time.
When Doc Brown went to the blackboard, drew the timeline,
the river of time, and then drew a fork in the river of time, that's
how we physicists view the possibility of time travel. We jump
from one stream to another stream. So if you go backwards in
time you enter an alternate reality, a “quantum reality,” and
Back to the Future, to my knowledge is the only film which gets
it right.”
But, Dr. Kaku is speaking of one scene only in the movies as his
reference point. It's possible he did not see all three films and or did
not notice the glaring inconsistencies which contradict the “river of
time” theory (as it is presented in the movies). If travel to the past
creates an “alternate” or “quantum” reality as he states, then when
Marty interferes with his parents' meeting that would not cause him
nor his siblings to begin to vanish. They are from another “fork” in the
river of time. He has merely created a “new fork” and while certainly
he may not exist in the future of that reality (fork) that cannot effect
the fork of the river that he came from. He wouldn't vanish, and
neither would his siblings, but when he jumped back to 1985 it would
have been like “The Wonderful Life,” a world in which Marty McFly
never was born.
While Back to the Future does “stick to” the “river of time” theory
as Kaku suggests, they botch it horribly, but only because they
disregard the only scientific theory that could make these movies
possible. Many-worlds theory. Kaku fails to grasp what was going on
in these movies. In every case that a new fork is created in the river
of time, they have the original river from which it forked destroyed or
altered in some way. In Kaku's analogies and even in Doc Brown's
explanation on the blackboard there is no reason to believe that the
original river is destroyed or altered in any way, there is just a “new
fork” created and we “flow” down that new path that time takes us.
So, time could be a river with almost infinite forks, created by an
equally infinite number of possibilities and possible choices. There is
no reason to believe the new fork would in any way effect the original
fork that you came from (as we see happening time and time again
in the movies). Yet, in an amazing twist, the movies also have an
alternate reality that does not effect the original fork in the river. The
Biff 1985 A created reality which sees a different Marty and a
different Doc and which did not erase the original Doc and the
original Marty (even though they should have been erased if the new
fork effects the original fork). So the real mistake of the Back to the
Future movies is they keep employing two contradictory theories as
to how time travel works.
Notice too, that Kaku proposes the DeLorean was going “near
speed of light” to jump to the future. This, currently, scientifically, is
not possible either. In order to go that fast the very construction of
the DeLorean would have had to have been completely modified
with new materials and it would have had to have been just as valid
as a space vehicle as it was a time vehicle. Why? Because when
you travel at high speeds you have to go somewhere! You cannot
take off from point A, travel near the speed of light, and end up at
point A, the way the DeLorean does over and over again in the
movies. Well, theoretically it could do this but when it arrived at point
A it would have gone far out into space at near the speed of light, did
a U turn, and came back.
Since there is no indication the DeLorean was capable of space
flight we must surmise that Doc Brown found another way to jump
through time. This is where the “wormhole” idea comes in.
Physicists who specialize in string theory have, for a long time,
postulated that such “wormholes” may exist between various and
infinite alternate realities. That the space time continuum is like a
“fabric” (you've possibly heard the phrase “fabric of space time”). As
a fabric there are interwoven strings that hold the garment together
and in between these strings is, more space, or tiny holes in the
weave.
The theory is if you could widen one of these holes large enough
to go through it without ripping the fabric you could slip through to
the other side and end up in an alternate universe or reality, or end
up in another time (or both). This is the most likely way time travel
worked in Back to the Future. I say this because of the “flux
capacitor.”
A capacitor is a device that stores energy for later use, similar to a
tiny battery within the circuitry. In electronic devices (especially older
ones) you might recall that after you switched something to “off” the
on light remained for a while even though the power was cut. That
was due to the energy stored in the capacitors. If we proceed on the
premise that a flux capacitor is what it's name suggests, a capacitor,
then it must store “flux.”
In physics, flux is the flow rate of something through a given
surface area (such as water). Since time is being characterized as a
“river” and all rivers have “flux” (ebbs and currents) therefore we can
safely assume that the flux capacitor is something that stores time.
Literally. You might think of this in terms of the old Jim Croce song,
“time in a bottle,” which has the main hook “if I could save time in a
bottle.”
It could be that is exactly what the flux capacitor does. It stores
“time in a bottle” or in a “flux capacitor.” How would this make time
travel possible? Well, for time travel to the future, as Dr. Kaku said,
that is the easy part. Let's say you are going 1 minute into the future,
you store up that 1 minute in the flux capacitor. The flux capacitor
could store up the “flux” of time (localized only around the
DeLorean's stainless steel construction) creating a “time bubble.”
This would cause you to be in a form of suspended animation and
once you released that stored time flux, the passage of time would
resume it's normal flow.
How would storing up time make time travel to the past possible?
That's a bit more difficult to explain and in order to do it we have
to delve into physics at the quantum level. This, of course, will be an
overly simplistic paraphrase.
Due to theories postulated by Sir Isaac Newton it was once
believed that time was an arrow that moved straight and true, turning
neither to the right nor the left until it hit its mark. We used to think
that time was measured the same throughout the universe. Then,
Einstein calculated his “theory of relativity.” Time, according to him is
more like a river. This river wanders around the universe and is sped
up or slowed down, diverted around objects based upon their mass.
Time, then is not measured the same throughout the universe but is
“relative” to where you are in the universe and the gravity and mass
of that location.
Enter Princeton physicist, Kurt Goedel who is considered by some
one of the greatest modern mathematical logicians. He found a “loop
hole” in Einstein's equations which theoretically could allow for time
travel. He calculated that there could be “whirlpools” in this river of
time that could “wrap themselves” into a circle. If you were in one of
these whirlpools moving along in the flow of time you could find
yourself back where you started. Back in time.
Einstein examined this theory before he died and concluded it to
be insufficient on it's face. He did not believe the universe “rotates,”
but instead expands and he believed for that reason alone Goedels
“loop holes” would be rejected eventually. Yet, even within his
rejection, Einstein inadvertently supported later theories. His
rejection included the concession that if the Big Bang indeed was
rotating when it occurred, then the universe could be rotating,
allowing time travel to the past.
Since 1963, and a mathematician named “Roy Kerr,” who
theoretically proved that some black holes could have a spinning ring
of neutrons that could act as a sort of “portal” into alternate universes
time travel theory has gained an air of respectability.
If the earth is in such a “time whirlpool” and you had a “flux
capacitor” that could “store the flow of time” and if you could store up
enough of that time you could suspend time long enough to go “back
in time.” So, a flux capacitor that worked in this way could work to
make time travel to the future or the past quite possible.
Of course, this is all pure conjecture.
One thing's for sure. Kerr opened a Pandora's box in Einstein's
equations, the end result of which is hundreds of other “wormhole”
solutions being found. Wormholes which could connect not only two
regions of space (hence the name) but also two regions of time as
well. In principle, if you could come up with a machine that could
locate them and use them you have time travel.
The main hurtle is as Dr. Kaku says, the enormous amount of
energy that would be needed. He flatly rejects the 1.21 gigawatts of
Back to the Future but what if the flux capacitor stores energy as well
as time? What if it is an amplifier as well as a capacitor? An
“amplifier capacitor?” We simply do not know what kind of genius
Doctor Emmett Brown really was and therefore almost anything
seems possible in Back to the Future.
Stephen Hawking once opposed the idea of time travel. He
staged a “party” and invited guests from the future to come. He
reasoned that if we ever did invent time travel they would have come
and since no one came to his little science party, he concluded that
time travel to the past must be impossible.
Do you see the flaw in his logic? First, he's assuming that anyone
from the future would be even remotely interested in attending his
party. The whole experiment was based on his own sense of self
importance. He's also assuming that if we some day did develop
time travel to the past, we'd be foolish enough to use it!
If we learn anything from the Back to the Future movies it's that
time travel to the past results in nothing but disaster after disaster.
It's quite likely that by the time mankind develops time travel to the
past he'd be too smart to actually use it in that way.
Even Stephen Hawking could not ignore the tremendous strides
of theoretical physicists within the last 5 years or so. As a result of
their hard work even the self important Hawking finally changed his
mind, and in the end he believed that time travel to the past is
possible, with the addendum that it is not practical nor probable.
For certain, time travel is at least theoretically possible and what's
more, aside from the inconsistencies in the way they presented time
travel in the Back to the Future movies, it appears Zemeckis and
Gale may have been on the very cutting edge of this with their
movies. Who knows, perhaps they will develop a time machine in the
future and at the center of that technology may be a device that they
will lovingly call “the Flux Capacitor?”
Only one question remains on this subject. What could be the
significance of the need for speed in the movie? Doc Brown stated
from the start that you must be going exactly 88 miles per hour for
the flux capacitor to work. Why would this be? One would think if any
speed were necessary at all that speed would be closer to “the
speed of light” than just 88 miles per hour? Why 88?
Bob Gale and Zemeckis have stated they only picked 88 because
it was a dramatic number, yet the question here before us is not why
did the writers choose the number, but rather could this number
actually have some scientific basis in relation to the science of time
travel? (If it does, what an incredible coincidence since the writers
have already said that it does not). In point of fact, believe it or not
88 miles per hour has a mathematical and scientific basis using the
above theory of how a “flux capacitor” might work.
Remember we theorized that a flux capacitor might store up the
“flow of time” within a bubble that would be the exact size of the
DeLorean's stainless steel construction then at the crucial moment
this storage of time flux would be released. It would be this release
of the time flux that would result in the time jump (either forward or
back in time) and not the actual storage of time in the bubble.
In a Reddit post, a user named KalEl1232 offered up some
interesting math to support the 88 mph requirement:
So, the release of the time flux would have to
be timed just right and could not be any longer
in time than the size of the DeLorean.
Amazingly, that is where 88 miles per hour
comes in. A DeLorean DMC-12 is exactly 4216
mm long. When a car that size travels at 88
mph, the car travels it's own length in 107.2
milliseconds. (4216 mm/ 88 mph). A DeLorean
DMC-12 is exactly 4216 mm long. 107.2 ms
could be the length of time needed to encase
the DeLorean in the time bubble created by the
flux capacitor. Since the DeLorean arrives in
the exact location as it left (yet oftentimes at
different times of the day) and knowing that
any “whirlpool” of time flux around the earth
would be created as a result of the Earth's
gravitational pull, the DeLorean, traveling along
that whirlpool would have to move along the
circumference of the earth and must correct for
Earth's rotation. The time travel in back to the
future was taking place in California. California
is at 37 degrees north latitude. If the DeLorean
traveled due east from 37 degrees north and
circled the earth, the distance traveled is the
circumference of the earth times cos (37) and
this equals 32,005 km.
So, at the speed of light, traveling 32,005 km it would take 107.2
milliseconds (the exact length of the DeLorean at 88 miles per hour)!
Either Zemeckis and Gale are bonafide time travel savants or this
goes down in the annals of movie history as the most stupendous
coincidence of all time.
When talking about the science of Back to the Future we can't
ignore all the predictions of future scientific and technological
advances the movies predicted for the year 2015 and beyond. There
are a surprising number of inventions depicted in 2015 that weren't
even dreamed of in 1985 by most, but that we now enjoy today, in
the real 2015.
FLYING CARS
HOVER BOARDS
Like flying cars, the sidewalks aren't jam packed with hover
boards like in the movies but they do exist in a more primitive form
and have been out on the market for several years as of the writing
of this current revision.
In 2015 Marty Junior and his sister Marlene are seen wearing
goggles that are a 3 D computer display and are hooked into their
home computer network and double as an interactive cell phone.
Such devices are already on the market as of the writing of the first
edition of this book.
SLAMBALL PREDICTED
When Marty and Doc are examining the USA TODAY for October
21, 2015 we see the “slamball”scores. This is a sport that did not
exist at all in 1985. As we see, it's a cross between basketball and
trampolines. It's possible, of course that the people who invented
slamball saw the movie and thought it was a good idea but still, it's
crazy!
3D MOVIES POPULARITY
Marty encounters a holographic advertisement for “Jaws 19” in 3D
and is attacked by a 3D holographic shark. Well, we may not have
that sort of advertisements but 3D movies have never been more
popular. Another interesting prediction is an inane movie that has a
ridiculous amount of sequels. Granted, Jaws never climbed to such
heights as to have 18 sequels, however if they had decided to use
the movie “Friday the 13th” they wouldn't be far from the mark.
WII PREDICTED
Author's Introduction:
Back To The Future IV, the Sequel/Remake is designed as both a
remake and a spinoff. If it were ever produced as a movie, either the
scenes from Back to the Future original used in this story would have
to be re-cast and reproduced (in which case it becomes a total
remake) or the scenes from the original movie can be incorporated
into this story as background.
This version follows the adventures of a completely different Marty
McFly, the one who is raised by the altered parents, George and
Lorraine, after the Marty from the original movie drastically changes
them. This is the story of the Marty McFly who goes back to 1955 at
the end of the first movie.
faber est suae quisque fortunae
“every man is the artisan of his own fortune”
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PROLOGUE:
5. ANOTHER MARTY
6. ANOTHER FAMILY
7. ANOTHER BIFF
EPILOGUE
October 26, 1985 around 1:20 AM .The night is still and quiet over
the sleepy little California town of Hill Valley, somewhere in California
not far from the Mojave Desert Region. Red now sleeps near the
court house in a tattered overcoat on a park bench. Old newspapers
his only blankets. A small portable radio plays at his feet. How have
the mighty fallen?
Like Red, Hill Valley has seen better days. Some of the businesses
that thrived in the square have long since been replaced by such
“fine” establishments as, “Cupid's Adult Bookstore,” and “Al's Tattoo
Art.” The Essex Theater is now showing porn. The Old Courthouse
itself no longer serves it's distinguished purpose. It had long since
become the home of the “Department of Social Services.”
He was sleeping off another bender. This was far from a new thing.
He and Hill Valley have grown old together and the townsfolk pretty
much leave him alone. Tonight; however, his sleep would be
disturbed by two things. First, a helicopter incessantly passed over
the old broken clock tower at the top of the courthouse for some
inexplicable reason, periodically shining it's light on the clock at the
top of the tower, exposing the broken face of the ledge just under the
clock. It then flew off in a southerly direction. Red stirs a bit, but this
does not even come close to rising to enough of an irritant to wake
him completely from his stupor. It almost does though, several time.
Blue shafts of lightning streak out from the middle of the street.
Suddenly, it was there, where it wasn't before. A DeLorean DMC-12.
The car was made of unpainted, paneled and not brushed ss304
stainless steel. The stainless steel panels were fixed to a glass
reinforced plastic monocoque designed underbody, which was then
affixed to a double-Y frame chassis which the designer, John
DeLorean, derived from the Lotus Esprit platform. This particular
DeLorean had been radically modified, especially in the rear with
what, at first glance, looked like a otherworldly jet pack.
He leaped up off the park bench, stymied and bleary eyed, just as
the car jumped right into the street amid the lightning and the wind.
Its tires locked immediately and as if it were possible, they literally
“burned” rubber down the street, leaving an actual trail of rubber and
flames as it skidded and slid to the end of the block, straight into the
old town theater which is now a Pentecostal Church. With a loud
crash the DeLorean smashed into the front of the church and rested
like a lukewarm parishioner, half in and half out of the church
The bewildered and befuddled old man danced and bounced next to
his bed/bench struggling to focus in the direction of the mayhem. As
his eyes cleared he could see the tail lights of the car backing out of
the front of the Church and slowly turning around.
He is wearing ear muffs, because fall at night around those parts can
be unforgiving. He just stood there, swigging and muttering curses
under his breath. In his inebriated state, the odd sight of a DeLorean,
encrusted with ice, seemed perfectly normal. He'd once seen a car
drive by with a pink elephant driving it. Fog rolled off of this one
strangely as it began to move again, then stalled.
Red squinted to see the driver, who was feverishly trying to start it
again.
Red knows he's seen him before and he might be able to place the
face but he suddenly got distracted by a burning in his throat that
could only be quenched by another swig.
Dressed in his red quilted winter vest and faded blue jeans, Marty
McFly egressed the DeLorean, hardly seeming to even notice Red,
who is used to that, being that he has become a unique part of the
Hill Valley scenery. Like the broken ledge of the clock tower looming
behind him.
And run he did, right past Red, who shouts after him, “Crazy drunk
joggers!”
It took him nearly the whole 10 minutes to run the distance from
downtown Hill Valley to the Twin Pines Mall. He arrived there
completely out of breath and exhausted. He almost stopped in his
tracks when he read the mall sign. It's no longer “Twin Pines Mall,”
but instead reads “Lone Pine Mall.” Whatever changes he has just
made to the past in 1955 have already caught up with him here in
1985. He looked frantically at his watch as he ran toward the mall
sign. Sure enough, looking down at the scene below he realized that
he has arrived just before he makes the time jump to 1955. So, it's
odd to him that the sign would already be changed.
Marty then heard his own voice down there in the mayhem
screaming, “no, you bastards!” His eyes went wide at the sight of
himself, dressed in the yellow radiation suit he had donned to assist
Doc in refilling the flux capacitor with plutonium only a week earlier.
The same yellow suit that was even now sitting in the trunk of his
own Delorean. He watched in amazement as his other self runs
behind Doc Brown's moving van.
The hill on which rests the Lone Pine Mall sign is steep and in his
rush to climb down he tripped and fell, rolling down the hill to the
parking lot pavement below. When he recovered his legs, his eyes
dart in amazement and terror as he watched the drama replaying
itself. It was surreal observing these events as an outsider looking in.
In a burst of speed it took off in the direction of the photo booth at the
end of the parking lot with the Libyans in the van not far behind. The
car was engulfed in that ethereal energy. When the DeLorean
vanished, leaving behind that familiar fire trail, the shocked Libyans
lost control of their van and it crashed into the photo booth and rolled
over on it's side.
Marty now threw caution to the wind, not even knowing if the Libyans
survived the crash or not, (and not really caring at the moment) he
ran to check on poor Doc who was still lying motionless on the
ground by his step van. He reaches Doc's side and the older man
stared blankly and lifeless into the night sky.
Devastated, Marty fell down next to his dear old friend, the inventor's
dead body now limp. Marty began to weep. He can't bear to look and
turns away. The world fell away from him for a while and he didn't
even think about the burning van that once belonged to the Libyans.
He couldn't bear to look and turned his head.
The world fell away for a while and he didn't even think about the
burning van that once belonged to the Libyans. Finally, though he
stood up and began to pace nervously. Einstein barked at him from
inside the work truck. He went and opened the door and the dog
greeted him happily, not realizing what has befallen his master.
He ran and grabbed the yellow case snapping it closed and looked
back down the road at the flashing lights of several police cars and
fire trucks headed his way. Kneeling down, Marty kissed the
forehead of Doc Brown still lifeless there and took off, with Einstein
following closely on his heels.
Behind him, back at the carnage, the police arrived and swarmed
around Doc's moving van and the VW bus. Marty does not stop, nor
does he look back. He's got a plan.
Red muttered his dislike of people who leave their cars in the middle
of streets at all hours.
Marty opened the trunk and was about to put the plutonium case in
when a siren wailed and several police cars rolled in fast from
seemingly nowhere. They hit him with spotlights and he put his
hands up. Einstein too got up on his hind legs and put his paws up.
ONE WEEK EARLIER
1. JENNIFER LOVES MARTY
Marty McFly was excited for many reasons. Well, maybe excited was
too weak of a word. He felt like the song by Timbuk3, “my future's so
bright, I have to wear shades.” It was playing on his Sony Walkman
right now as he skateboarded his way through oncoming traffic. In
fact, he was wearing shades too so the song fit perfectly. The traffic
whizzed dangerously around him, but there was nothing to be
concerned about. He knew what he was doing. This was old hat to
him. He wasn't going to get hit by any cars.
The early morning sun seemed higher than usual, he chalked it off
as the oncoming winter and an earlier sunrise. He timed it just right
so that he was able to grab the closed tailgate of the passing gray
Ford pickup. He felt the heavy vibration of the skateboard wheels
zinging on the blacktop below. He went through a lot of wheels doing
this, but it was quicker than pushing the darned thing around himself.
He had been doing this so long, pushing the skateboard around
himself like prehistoric, like Fred Flintstone, using his feet to move
his car around.
He saw the Burger King up ahead and could smell the grease of the
morning breakfast wafting his way. It was odd to him how this smell
always made him hungry and queasy at the same time. Just past
there was Doc Brown's workshop.
Doc hadn't been around much that week and it was starting to
concern him. What crazy experiment was he up to now? When Marty
first agreed to clean up and run errands for him a year and a half ago
it was just a way to drum up a little gas money to take Jennifer out
every now and then, whenever his dad loaned him the BMW. Since
that time, though, Marty and Doc had become great friends. Doctor
Emmett Brown was one of the coolest people Marty ever knew! The
guy was truly insane, but in a refreshingly good kind of way. The kind
of crazy that Marty always liked.
The sky was bright and blue, the air was fresh and crisp, and there
was a winter chill in the air. He wore his Shott Brothers
Commemorative James Dean leather, designer acid-washed jeans,
and of course, his white high trainers. The blue sky and bright
morning added to his already high spirits. He was not a tall kid.
About 5 foot 4 inches. Athletic in build but not “stout.” His light brown
hair parted on the side, not too long but not butch either. He was an
Alex P. Keaton type. A good looking conservative kid with a
rebellious side.
Marty couldn't wait to tell Doc about the letter he got from the record
company! This, by itself, would be enough to brighten his entire year,
but it wasn't all. Any day now he expected delivery on his brand new
jet black 4 x 4 Toyota pickup truck he'd been waiting for since his
mom and dad had ordered it for him on his birthday!
To top that off, he and Jennifer were finally going to get to go to the
lake house for the weekend. They'd made their plans before to go
there but something always happened to ruin them. The only real fly
in the ointment was that he had hoped to have his new 4 x 4 by then
but that wasn't looking good. Still, there was no reason to think that
anything would stop them this time, his father had already pledged
the use of the BMW!
Marty approached the doorway, reached down and pulled the key
out from under the welcome mat. Inside he could hear all the clocks
ticking. Going into the shop always reminded him of the opening
introduction from the song "Time" by Pink Floyd, which is the fourth
track on their 1973 album "Dark Side of the Moon."
He called out for "Doc" several times while he placed the keys back
under the doormat, opened the door and entered. Once inside, he
called out again.
“Doc, hello!” He whistled and called for Einstein, Doc's best friend,
some sort of sheep dog. He never knew breed and never thought to
ask, it was just “Einstein.” He looked around.
There were many clocks of various kinds and they all read the same
time, 7:53. His eyes fell on one particular clock that always
fascinated him. It featured a man hanging from the second hand.
Doc had told him once that it was a tribute to the film “Safety Last”
starring Harold Lloyd. There were various antique clocks on shelves,
hanging on the wall in several different animal shapes. Doc brown
had always been obsessed with clocks and with time itself.
Also on the wall was a clip board, covered in glass. Hanging on its
cork veneer below the glass were several Newspaper articles. The
Hill Valley Telegraph with headlines like “BROWN MANSION
DESTROYED” and “BROWN ESTATE SOLD TO DEVELOPERS.”
These all occurred a very long time ago, before Marty was even
born. There were old photos on the mantle below of what looked like
Thomas Edison and Benjamin Franklin.
A robotic can opener opened a can of Kal Kan dog food and emptied
the contents into a dog food bowl marked "Einstein." The dog food
plopped with a sickening sound onto a small mountain of spoiled
food that was now overflowing in the bowl. The robot arm tossed the
can into a trash can that was almost full of empties. Marty gagged at
the sight and smell of the pile of dog food.
“He put down his skateboard and kicked it across the floor. He didn't
notice where it rolled. It came to a stop against a hidden yellow box
with the nuclear logo on it. Near the box was the only clock that
showed a different time than the others. It read 8:20. He didn't notice
it either. His attention had focused on a huge amplifier with one of
the biggest speakers one might ever expect to see. He headed over
to it.
Just then a fire alarm began ringing off the wall. It was actually a
telephone rigged to an alarm bell. He scrambled up quickly,
searching for the phone in all that mess. He found it by pulling the
phone cord and letting that lead him to it.
“Hey, Marty, it's me,” came Doc Brown's canny voice over the other
phone. Characteristically he spoke hastily, always getting right to the
point. “I need you to meet me tonight at the Lone Pine Mall at 1: 15
am sharp!”
Doc ignored the question completely and followed with his own. “Do
you still have that camera I loaned you several weeks ago?”
“Well bring it along,” Doc orders, “with fresh tape and make sure the
batteries are good and charged this time, okay?”
“Sure thing, Doc,” Marty agreed. “Hey, Doc where you been all
week?”
“Well, you left your equipment on,” said Marty, grimacing once again
at the sight of the pile of dog food on the floor.
Doc responded, “that reminds me, I wouldn't try to use the amplifier
today there's a slight possibility of overload."
Marty looked around the room at all the clocks, still not noticing the
one oddball that had a different time. “8:00 am,” he answered.
“Wait a minute,” said Marty, with panic and irritation rising in his
voice, “hold the phone, Doc, are you telling me it's 8:25?”
Marty, in complete frustration answers into the phone. "I'm late for
school!"
He then slammed down the receiver, grabbed his skateboard once
more and rushed out. Back outside he latched onto the first pickup
he saw coming out of the Burger King drive through. Once again he
was back in traffic on his skateboard, using the various vehicles
passing by through town to tow him to school. The drivers all
seemed as though this was all par for the course here in town. As if
they were used to Marty, or many of the kids in town, getting around
this way. Out of habit he put on his Walkman and the song “Power of
Love” By Huey Lewis And The News was playing.
Passing from vehicle after vehicle, like a baton in a race, Marty made
his way to school on his skateboard to the sound of “... and with a
little help from above, you feel the power of love.”
Hill Valley High school was a boxy, two story, white cement structure
that looked more like a prison than a school It was built 40 to 50
years earlier. At one time it was probably a magnificent structure, like
some ancient school of higher learning. Now it was old, run down,
almost neglected. It had large steps that ascended regally to the
huge front entrance.
“Marty don't go this way Strickland's looking for you,” she warned
him. She grabbed him by the arm and practically dragged him back
down the stairs, heading for the side entrance. “If you get caught it
will be 4 tardies in a row.” She said as she ushered him forward.
Warily they made their way into the school with her at the lead using
the other entrance. She peeked around corners, looking all
directions down every hallway.
Marty admired her as she did this. She was dressed in a pink soft
leather jacket, tiny floral pattern blouse, acid washed designer jeans
like Marty, and carried a light brown leather purse. When she
decided the coast was clear she stepped into the main hallway and
looked back at him. “Okay, c'mon” she said, signaling.
Marty joined her in the corridor, and they began to walk softly and
slowly. In a low tone he explained to her why he was late. “You know
this time it wasn't my fault,” he said in a tone that suggested that she
wouldn't believe him.
She gave him a playful look, as if to say, “oh really?” Then she
smiled.
They slunk down the empty school hallways that once were paved
with white and black checkered marble floors but had long since
been covered up by ugly linoleum tiles that caused your feet to make
loud pitter pattering. The stone walls made their voices echoe far
more loudly than they liked.
A balding man with a hawkish face and wearing a cheap brown suit,
white shirt, with matching brown bow tie stepped out from the
shadows of an adjacent corridor. The ambush was perfectly timed.
He'd been doing this for years. Around his neck he was wearing a
whistle. He lunged out at the them grabbing Marty by the jacket, right
between the shoulder blades, and he pulled them to a stop.
Marty closed his eyes and grimaced. Jennifer put her hand to her
chin and looked straight ahead. They were busted! Marty's face had
drooped at the sound of Strickland's voice.
“Hey, Mr. Strickland,” said Marty, turning to face him and jerking the
man's hand loose from his jacket at the same time, “fancy meeting
you here.”
Marty just stared down at his shoes, not knowing how to respond,
while he apathetically stuffed the tardy slip in his inner jacket pocket.
The principal grabbed his shoulders and spun him around to face
him. “You've got a real attitude problem McFly,” he growled, while
poking his finger at the youth.
In the short moment of silence that followed, the two teens just
stared at Strickland.
Strickland was over middle aged, perhaps in his mid 60's. Not a
large man but very formidable in appearance. His completely bald,
wrinkly head, coupled with a hawk like nose lent him a trollish
visage. The wrinkles extended from his forehead to the crown of his
head and then downward to the base of his skull.
“Ya I know,” says Marty rolling his eyes, he'd heard this lecture
before. “Valedictorian, president of his class, a real pleasure to
teach, bla bla, you've told me.” Marty looked at Jennifer. “You know,
Jennifer,” he said to her sardonically, “I think Mr. Strickland might
secretly have a man crush on my father!”
Strickland leaned his head back, reached out and grabbed Marty
with both hands by his jacket lapels and pulls him in closer. Marty
Winced. It was almost as if Strickland knew he had dragon breath
and used it as a torture device. Living up to his name “strict” land (as
the kids called him) he had a way of shouting without raising his
voice hardly at all. He had honed it over decades of overseeing the
education of countless teenagers.
"I saw your band is on the auditions roster for the school dance,”
said Strickland.
“Why even bother McFly? You don't have a chance!”
“I predict history will record Marty McFly as the first McFly in the
history of Hill Valley to never amount to anything!”
Marty stuck his hands in the pockets of his leather and said defiantly,
"Ya well, we make our own history.”
**********
Marty and his band walked up on stage taking their places at the
waiting instruments. Marty plugged his guitar in. He stepped to the
microphone while still strapping on his guitar. Nervously, he
introduced the band.
With that they launched into the the first few bars of “Power of Love”
by Hewey Louis and the News. Marty wailed out an intro and pushed
down hard on his dive bomb tremolo. Jennifer giggled with glee, her
hands to her mouth, and her hips swaying lightly to the beat. She
clearly loved their music. The other bands were looking up in
amazement, obviously impressed by their unique sound, maybe
even a bit intimidated. The pinheads had the attention of everyone in
the room but the judges.
They kept right on playing, too into their music that was so loud you
could barely hear the megaphone.
This time he also shouted into the megaphone. “Hold it, now, hold it,
that's enough, thank you, thank you!”
The only thing louder than Marty's band had been were those words
echoing throughout the entire school. Marty's countenance fell. His
band members were downcast and downtrodden as well, but Marty
quickly recovered. He turned to them.
Not much later, he and Jennifer walked past the old courthouse. A
huge brick structure with high roman columns that went straight up to
a large clock tower at the top. It was no longer a courthouse,
however, having long ago been converted into the Social Services
Office.
“Dear Mr. McFly,” the letter began, “thank you for your submission.
“We were very pleased with what we heard...” Marty's voice raised
with excitement as he read the word “pleased.”
He slapped the letter and stopped reading. “Hear that Jennifer, the
bands got a bright future if they could just land a gig somewhere.”
Jennifer hugged his arm again. "Aren't you glad I convinced you to
send that demo to a record company?”
He smiled, putting the letter away. “Ya, they are definitely interested
in us but we're never going to get to play for anyone at this rate.”
She squeezes harder on his arm. "You better remember that mister!
When your famous some day and you start to think you don't need
me anymore!"
Marty stopped and looked deeply into her eyes, and in a most
sincere tone said, “that's NEVER gonna happen." They walked
together some more.
“Just don't you forget me,” said Jennifer, “you have all those
groupies hanging around.”
He finishes her sentence, "...anything if you just put your mind to it,
ya...”
Jennifer reached up and firmly grabbed his chin, pulling his head,
she steered it away from the girls. Through almost clenched teeth
she said, “that's good advice MARTY!”
She laughed. “I guess that makes you Frodo!” She again and
squeezed his arm as they walked.
As he said this his attention was drawn away yet again. This time to
across the street.
Marty nods. “Only it's a red one.” He appeared upset. “That sucks!"
He looked down.
Jennifer is confused. “What, that someone else has the same truck
as you? That was bound to happen Marty.'
He sat down and pulled her onto his lap and ran his hand across her
abdomen.
Jennifer looked a bit worried. “You told your parents? About the
lake? That means your mother knows?”
He squeezed her arm the way she always squeezed his and she
leaned in. “She thinks you're a "peach,” he said, exaggerating the
word for effect while pinching her left cheek.
She pulled her head away, slowly, and smiled wickedly. “That's
because she sees me as respectable."
Smiling wickedly, Marty said, "well, we better make sure she never
finds out the truth then!"
They turned, following her gesture with their gaze and looked at the
clock tower while she continued with her pitch. Marty stared at the
damaged ledge.
Marty turned back toward Jennifer, grimacing and biting his lip. He
wondered why she thought that they would care about some broken
old clock tower.
“It happened the same night,” she said in hushed tones, as if telling a
ghost story around a campfire. “No one knows for sure how it
happened, but some say that crazy Doc Brown was lurking around
the clock tower that night, performing some weird weather
experiments.” She wrinkled her nose. “He's always lurking around in
parking lots and such in the middle of the night doing God knows
what!"
Marty's eyes grew dark at this. "Listen, you don't know what you're
talking about, Doc's not like that!"
"Thanks a lot," she replied dryly, handing him a flier that says “Save
the Clock Tower.” She then ran off to find more reasonable
prospects, other unsuspecting potential donors who might be
passing by.
“Ya, go find another sucker to prey on ya hag,” Marty said under his
breath.
Jennifer was chuckling at the penny stunt. “That was kind of mean”
she said.
Again they were interrupted. This time by the beep of a horn. It was
Jennifer's father in an AMC Eagle station wagon. He had arrived to
pick her up.
She stopped and turned. “Oh, I'll be at my grandma's.” She ran back
and grabbed the flier from him and used the folder she'd been
carrying to write down her grandmother's phone number.
He stares at her hair while she was doing it, looking disgusted,
thinking about the kiss he just missed out on... twice in a row. When
she was done, she handed him the flier and said, “bye.” Then she
leaned in and they kissed.
The horn honks again, a bit more forefully. She turned and ran once
again toward her father's car, who is now glaring at Marty with the
look that can kill. Marty watched her leave then lifted up the flier and
read the number she wrote. Below the phone number it read, “I love
you.” He smiled and sighed in satisfaction. He stared at the note a
few more seconds, looked up and watched as Jennifer and her dad
drove away. As they passed Marty the father took his two fingers of
his right hand, pointed at his own eyes, then pointed menacingly at
Marty with those same two fingers in a “I'm watching you,” gesture.
Marty waved back at him while he stuffed the treasure in his pocket.
He sees a police car trailing the Jennifer's dad. “Better watch the
road pal,” he muttered, “someone's watching you.” He got back on
his skateboard and ran toward the passing cop car, keeping low. He
grabbed its bumper and hitched a ride.
2. THINK BIFF, THINK!
As dusk fell like a reverse dawn, Marty skated past the entrance to
the run down suburb of Lyon Estates subdivision where he lived. The
stone pillars on each side of the street were marred by time, neglect,
and graffiti. He grabbed the back of a green car as it passed him and
was towed all the way to his house. When he arrived, he let go and
coasted toward his driveway.
His house is a modest ranch style home, one of the oldest models
here. His parents could have purchased a newer and much nicer
home long ago, with his father's very successful writing career, but
his parents claimed there were just too many fond memories there.
Even though it's one of the oldest houses in the neighborhood it's
still one of the finest and best maintained. His dad's BMW was in the
garage, immaculate as ever.
But what caught Marty's attention was the brand new 4 X 4 pickup
truck someone had just let down from a tow vehicle. He was elated.
"It's here!" He exclaimed in excitement, spreading his hands across
the tailgate as if hugging it. "I can't wait to take this baby out to the
lake!" Suddenly he noticed a pasty faced man with slick oily hair and
a 5 o' clock shadow who was feverishly rubbing hard on it in one
spot with rubbing compound. He looked like a homeless bum
cleaning windshields for money and mumbling to himself.
Angry voices started to waft out from in the house, but he was too
busy glaring now where the man was working. It was a huge scratch!
“What happened to my new truck?" He demanded.
The man responded curtly, “I'm not sure, I just work here.” There was
alcohol on the man's breath.
An outraged Marty took on an accusatory air. “That looks deliberate!
Like someone keyed it!!! " He turned and jogged toward the house,
calling out as he did.
"DAD!"
As he got to the screen door he could see his father, George McFly,
who stood in the doorway to the kitchen, leaning on the threshold,
wearing a nice plush smoking jacket with a college emblem on it,
well pressed khaki pants, and high end leather loafers. Not a hair
was out of place, as usual.
George was not your typical man in his late forties. Life and the
advantages of success had been good to him. He was slim, trim,
athletic. Tall, dark and handsome with chiseled features and soft
soulful eyes. There was just the slight trace of acne scarring from his
younger years but it was hardly noticeable.
Biff, their auto detail guy, was there in the kitchen with George, he
looked like a scolded dog. He was wearing his usual loose running
suit. Tonight it was gray. Biff was once taller than George, now he
walked around hunched over. His hair was graying. He had a paunch
as well. He just reminded Marty of a big white haired orangutan.
As Marty burst in through the door to interrupt them his father held
up a hand to silence him.
"Dad, I think you better come out here and take a look at this,
someone..."
“I'm really sorry for this, Mr. McFly," Biff blustered what sounded like
a completely insincere apology. "I swear it was an accident, I never
noticed that tow truck had a blind spot before now."
"A blind spot?" George McFly scoffs. "Biff, are you kidding me, that's
the best you can do?"
Marty slapped his hands on the counter nearby and turned back to
look out the screen door in disbelief at his damaged brand new truck
he has never even driven yet.
George continued ripping into Biff. "You've always got some story
Biff, it's been that way since High School!"
"I swear it's true” said Biff, insincerely, (or so it seemed to Marty,
anyway).
There's a pause, as Biff appears to weigh his answer. The big man
gave Marty a sly sideways glance and Marty stiffened.
Biff stammered, "well, now, of course not, Mr. McFly, you know I
wouldn't want that to happen!"
Biff looked truly remorseful now and said to Marty, "I'm really sorry,
Marty."
Marty folded his arms and said nothing, leaning against the wall. He
suspected Biff missed his calling as an actor.
Biff said, "I have my best body man out there right now!"
"I know it's not" he started to growl, then checked himself. He turned
to George again. "Mr. McFly let me take it back to the shop tonight.
We'll work on it all night if we have to and I swear it will be right as
rain by tomorrow morning."
Marty is skeptical. "I don't know, I don't trust your friends, Larry, Mo,
and Curly" he said finally.
Biff frowns. “Those buttheads couldn't fix a race if they were running
it themselves!” No, I mean that my best mechanic is out there right
now and he can do it, I swear!“
George looked at Marty quizzically. “It sounds like a good plan, son?"
George tried to placate him further. "I know son, but Biff says he'll
have it fixed by tomorrow so you can go to the lake. You want it to be
perfect right? For Jennifer?"
Biff waited with baited breath for Marty's approval as George
advocated for him.
“Okay, Biff but this seems like it's worth six months free wash and
wax for both our vehicles for all of our trouble!” George told him flatly.
George followed Biff's gaze to the floor then pointed and said, "hey
Biff, your shoe's untied!
Biff looked down. "So it is, thanks." He bent down to tie his shoe.
“Don't be so careless Biff,” George lectured him, “you could fall and
break your neck! “
Then to Marty. “When we were kids Biff was always getting into
accidents. “ He turned back to Biff. “How many times did you crash
your car into a manure truck in High School, Biff?”
As Biff was finishing tying his shoes, he just sort of glared at Marty
with almost an accusatory expression. Marty shifted uncomfortably.
His shoe now tied, Biff jumped up, embarrassed. "Oh, I wasn't
looking at you? I was just deep in thought about something else,
sorry. "
Marty frowned.
George made a "let it go" gesture with his right hand at Marty and
shook his head.
George stared after him with a look that seems to say, "pitiful.” After
he left, George closed the front door while shaking his head. He saw
his son's still angry stare. You'll have to excuse him," George
actually apologized for Biff. “He had that head injury when we were
young.”
He gave his mechanic a smack across the back of the head. Then
they both climbed into the tow truck.
Looking out at them George said, sadly. “He's never been completely
right in the head even before he wasn't 'right in the head.'
Lorraine was a bouncy brunette, same age as George, but also like
George she did not look her age. Her hair was a bit darker than
Marty's hair. She wore it short. They say that boys somehow end up
dating girls that are like their mother and in this case they would
never know how true it was. Lorraine and Jennifer Parker had many
things in common physically. They could have been mother and
daughter. Lorraine was slim and athletic just like George. They often
played Tennis together at the country club and even played golf on
couple's weekends. She was normally cheery. She just lit up a room
whenever she was there.
Marty and George share a look and Marty raises his eyebrows.
**********
That evening the family sat down for dinner - George, his wife
Lorraine, and their children Marty, Dave, and Linda.
Dave was tall and dashing, like George. He was about 5 years older
than Marty. He was a certified accountant at a major firm. He
managed the northern California branch. He was still wearing his tie,
but he had hung his tweed suit coat in the closet when he came in.
His hair was always perfect, like George.
Linda was a computer programmer for IBM. She was on the fast
track. She looked like Lorraine, but had George's square jaw. She
was well built for a woman. Marty often thought his sister reminded
him of Ricki Lake. He would only tell her that when he wanted to tick
her off, though, she hated being compared to her. She was a serious
business woman and future entrepreneur. She was very popular with
the men, however, and had made no apologies for it.
“What are you doing with that?” Linda inquired, a bit irritated.
“I'm going to use it later,” he replied, still playing with it. “Maybe make
some movie magic.” He holds up the camera as if shooting, pointing
it at her.
Marty put it down, instead turning his attention to his mother as she
walked into the room from the kitchen carrying a cake. Sadly she
plops it down on the table in front of them. The writing on the cake
reads: 'Welcome Home, Joey,” next to a picture of a bird flying out of
jail. "You children might as well enjoy this cake for dessert," Lorraine
said, woefully, "your uncle Joey won't be joining us tonight after all.”
Lorraine patted George's hand. "He was released, dear, but then he
went out to celebrate and punched a cop in a bar room brawl.”
George shook his head in total disgust and then went back to
watching an old rerun of “The Honeymooners” on a huge console
television set. Dave was also watching.
Marty, talking with his mouth full noted, “Geez mom, you'd think he
liked it behind bars!"
"Don't be silly" she replied. But then, thinking about it, she lowered
her head and nodded.
Lorraine continued to make excuses for her jail bird brother but
Marty wasn't listening, he was watching his father.
Dave and George were both laughing together at the screen. George
had a distinctive “nerdy” laugh where he would suck in air like he
was choking. Marty marveled how incongruous this laugh was with
the rest of his dad's personality. He had a silly side for sure. The
normally suave, debonair George McFly, pointing and laughing like a
nerd. It's was so odd, in fact, that Marty decided to film it.
“Oh, by the way Marty, while you were pouting over your truck,
Jennifer Parker called two times.”
“I don't know how you ever met boys or went out on dates if you
never called boys.”
Lorraine stared adoringly at George who was still half watching the
TV show and eating at the same time. "It was just destiny." She said
dreamily.
"That was so stupid!" Linda objects. "Dad beat up poor Biff because
he pushed you down or something and you both ended up falling in
“love.” The word “love” drips with mocking sarcasm.
“So,” Linda continued her critique, “dad ends up beating up poor Biff,
who never hurt anyone, at the “Fish Under the Sea Dance, and you
are so turned on by this you ask him to dance!”
“Watch your mouth” Lorraine warned Dave, “don't talk to your sister
like that.”
Linda continued her rant, “...and then a month later dad saved
someone from some big huge fire and got a medal or something,
and from that day he was your hero.” The word hero drips
sarcastically off her tongue.
“George?”
He turned to her, “hmm, what was that?” (It was almost as though he
were pretending not to hear the question).
Then she turned back to Linda. “Once I saw what a true hero your
father was I knew this was the man I was going to spend the rest of
my life with.”
Linda rolls her eyes. “That doesn't sound like destiny, it sounds more
like "dense-ity!"
George chimed in on the story, dreamily, still looking into his wife's
beautiful eyes. “You should have seen your mother at the dance!
(Not realizing they had moved on from the dance and were
discussing what happened afterward, or, he was trying to steer the
subject away from that) “Every guy there was jealous of me because
I was with the most beautiful girl in Hill Valley. They kept trying to cut
in but I wouldn't share her."
George got up and moved over to her and she jumped up to him.
They began to passionately kiss.
Reaching into the closet to get his suit jacket, Dave turned around
and slyly said, "I intend to,” he raised his eyebrows a couple of times
as he put his jacket on.
George laughed even harder at this as Dave walks out the door.
Marty was asleep in his cluttered room later that evening when he
was awakened by the phone ringing. “Hello,” Marty answered,
groggily.
“Marty, you didn't fall asleep, did you?” It was the voice of Doc
Brown.
“Marty,” Said Doc, knowingly, “don't forget to bring that camera with
you, it's vitally important!”
Not long afterward Marty showed up at the Lone Pine Mall on his
skateboard carrying the camera. It was beautiful night. The stars
were out but it was a bit chilly. The parking lot below the mall sign
was pretty much deserted. There was never anyone around this
early in the morning. Which is probably why the Doc chose this
location. He skated past the sign and stared down the hill into the
parking lot. There was a large moving van and a truck in the parking
lot below. He made his way down there and approached, almost
cautiously.. Einstein ran up to him. “Einstein,” Marty happily patted
the dog on the head, “hey Einstein, where's the Doc, boy, huh?”
Just then, the back of the step van opened slowly. An eerie fog rolled
out of the truck and out of the fog came what appeared to be a
souped up DeLorean DMC-12. It backed down the ramp seemingly
on it's own, then the driver's side wing door opened and out stepped
Doc dressed in some khakis and an Hawaiian shirt, covered by a
white jump suit.
Doc brown was tall and lanky, especially standing next to Marty. He
was a quite a bit older than Marty's parents, perhaps in his 70's. He
had wild hair. Pure white and shooting out in all directions, like
Einstein's. Not Einstein the sheep dog, but Einstein the scientist after
whom the sheep dog was named. Doc had a crooked nose, straight
long face, jutting forehead, and deep penetrating eyes.
“Marty you made it!” He said, excitedly. As if there really was some
doubt of it.
“Never mind that now, never mind that now.” Doc cut him off rudely.
Then, he softened, apologetically. “Bare with me, Marty, all of your
questions will be answered in due time.” He made a rolling sign with
his hands. “Roll tape, we'll proceed.”
Marty puts the camera to his face and focuses. “Alright, I'm ready.”
Looking quickly at his watch Doc begins. “Good evening, I'm Doctor
Emmett Brown. I'm standing on the parking lot of The Lone Pine
Mall. It's Saturday morning, October 26, 1985, 1:18 a.m. and this is
temporal experiment number one. “ Doc calls to Einstein and the
pooch runs happily to him.
“C'mon, Einy,” Doc coaxed the dog into the DeLorean, “hey hey boy,
get in there, that a boy, in you go, get down,” he sat the dog in the
driver's seat, “that's it.”
Doc ignored him completely and lifted up a watch that was hanging
on a chain around the dog's neck and held up a similar watch.
“Please note,” Doc continued in his official tone, “that Einstein's clock
is in complete synchronization with my control watch.”
Doc strapped the dog into the seat belt. “Good. Have a good trip
Einstein, watch your head,” he closed the wing door.
Marty was once again taken aback. “Did you hook that up to the
car?”
Doc only nodded, then used the remote control to drive the car
across the parking lot some distance away. When it reached the end
of the lot, he spun the car around to face them and locked the front
breaks on the vehicle. With another flip of a switch the back tires
begin to spin faster and faster as they squeal and the rubber burns in
place on the asphalt.
Marty was getting visibly nervous, obviously worried that Doc was
about to do something really stupid with that car, with Einstein still in
it. His camera drifted to film Doc again but Doc interjected.
Marty tried to inch his way out of the car's path but Doc gave him a
disapproving look and he sheepishly and reluctantly rejoined him,
right in the path of the careening DeLorean. He clenched his teeth
and narrowed his eyes tightly shut, turning his head, bracing for the
impact.
Standing in the midst of the fire trails, Marty looked back behind
them, gaping in amazement and horror. Where the DeLorean should
be, all that was left was the license plate which ironically read
"outatime.” It was spinning there in the center of the car's fiery wake.
The plate fell to the ground with a series of clanks.
Doc cheered like a madman! “What did I tell you? EIGHTY EIGHT
MILES PER HOUR!!! He was shaking the remote into the air with
each word. Grinning and dancing around he stared at his watch
again. “The temporal displacement occurred at exactly 1:20 a.m. and
zero seconds!” He sounded truly pleased with himself.
Marty just stared in horror. He can't believe his ears nor his eyes. He
stared at Doc in utter dismay. “Hot Jesus Christ, Doc, you just
disintegrated Einstein!”
“Calm down Marty,” Doc said, reassuring him, “no one disintegrated
anyone! The molecular structure of Einstein and the car are
completely intact.”
Marty, exhausted, looked back in the direction where the car should
be. Dumbfounded he asked, “Where the hell are they?”
“Why not? The way I see it, he explained, “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 perfect conductor for the flux
dispersal...“ he looks suddenly down at his watch then shouts. “Look
out!”
The DeLorean was indeed encrusted with ice. The Doc had to use
his foot to open the door. There, inside, was Einstein, safe and
sound, still strapped in, looking warm and cozy and happy to have
taken a ride in the car.
Once more Einstein's watch is lifted and placed next to Doc's control
watch, the two watches are now exactly one minute apart. “Einstein's
clock is exactly one minute behind mine, it's still ticking,” Doc notes,
thrilled.
Still more worried about the dog than the experiment Marty asked,
“is he alright?”
“He's fine,” Doc assured him again, “and he's completely unaware
that anything has happened. As far as he's concerned the trip was
instantaneous. That's why Einstein's watch is exactly one minute
behind mine. He skipped over that minute,” (Doc gestures with his
hand in an arcing motion) “to instantly arrive at this moment in time.”
Marty has still been rolling the camera during this explanation.
Doc waves him closer. “Come here, I'll show you how it works.” Doc
pulled Marty over to the DeLorean/ time machine and he got inside
and began to give him a tour. Where a gear shift would normally be,
on the center console, Doc reached down and grabbed a lever.
“First, you turn the time circuits on.” Doc flips the lever toward him
like a circuit breaker switch. An LED display array Doc has mounted
to the dash board came to life. Below it a set of meters Doc has
installed provide the following readings. “Primary, Percent Power,
and Plutonium Charge.”
“This read out tells you where you are going,” explained Doc while
pointing to the top dates on the display that read OCT 26 1985 01:21
in red-letter. He then points to the middle display that is in green-
letter and has the date OCT 26 1985 01:22. “This one tells you
where you've been.” Doc then quickly points to the bottom read out
which is in yellow-letter and has the date OCT 26 1985 01:20. “This
one tells you where you've been.”
“Or say you want to witness the birth of Christ,” Doc continued his
demonstration by pressing the red button again, typing in the date
DEC 25 0001. (There is no such thing as a year 0000). The display
changed to read the new date.
Marty put down the camera and stopped filming. Looking totally
confused. “What?” He asks eagerly, “I don't get what happened.”
Doc threw back his head and slapped his palm to his forehead, in
some sort of eureka moment chuckling. “Ha, ha, of course!” Then, to
Marty he explains, “that was the day I invented time travel.”
“This is uh, this is heavy duty, Doc, this is great.” Marty is practically
speechless as he continues to film the Doc, who is now donning
some protective suit. Marty now starts to sound a bit nervous all over
again. He doesn't like the thought that just popped into his head.
“Uh, does it run like on uh regular unleaded gasoline?”
Marty's heart jumped into his throat and his voice went up a few
notches. “Uh, wait a minute, wait a minute,” he says, looking back at
the vehicle, then back at the Doc with a deep look of concern. “Doc
are you telling me that this sucker's nuclear?”
Doc, who has been kneeling down at his tool box, looks back and
saw Marty is no longer filming. He jumped up, waving his arm in a
circle motion and moved back toward Marty. “Hey, hey,” he ordered,
“keep rolling there!”
Marty is struggling with the camera now and with what he's just been
told. His face contorted and his eyes were squinting. “Doc!” He
exclaims in outrage! But he raises the camera up again and films as
Doc continues.
“Doc,” Marty said balefully, “you don't just walk into a store and ask
for plutonium!” Marty protests. He can hardly believe what he's
hearing. Suddenly he stops and, almost whispering he asks Doc the
question that he already knows the answer to. "Did you rip that off?"
He started looking from side to side, as if the mall had eyes and
ears.
Doc turns and walks swiftly back to Marty, moving his hands back
and forth as if to say “cut, cut,” and shaking his head as if to say no.
But when he got right up to the camera lens he said, “Of course, I
stole it. 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
shoddy bomb casing full of used pinball machine parts.” Doc grins at
his clever ruse.
Marty's eyes bugged out and he dropped the camera back to his
side. “Jeez....” was all he could muster to say to this.
Doc has already donned a special radiation hood and mask, and his
breathing sounds like Darth Vader. He pulled out the yellow box with
the nuclear logo on it, opened it, reached in and wearing special
gloves, and using a pair of tongs, slowly, delicately pulled out a
round vial of a reddish brown liquid suspended in some kind of clear
liquid. He stood there, holding the vial of plutonium up to his face,
examining it.
Marty has already moved over to Doc's position, and realized there
is a suit just like the one Doc is wearing, only yellow, ready and
waiting for him. He put it on and, reluctantly, unable to believe what
he has now got himself into, and under Doc's guidance and
direction, he learns how to reload a makeshift nuclear reactor with
one of the most volatile compounds on the face of the earth. The
whole time Mr. Strickland's words were echoing in his brain, “This so
called Doctor Brown is dangerous. He's a real nut case. You hang
around with him you're going to get in BIG trouble!”
Marty just stood there in his yellow radiation suit, shaking and trying
hard to steady the camera while he filmed Doc showing how to insert
the vial and turn it so that the plutonium dropped safely into the
reactor chamber he has built on the back of the DeLorean.
Doc removed the empty vial, twisted the cap back onto the reactor's
round radiator chamber, and then pulled his head covering down.
“Safe now, Doc said, “everything's lead lined.” Doc gestured at the
camera as Marty also lowered his head covering, still looking like
he's about to shit gold (or plutonium) bricks
Tearing off his helmet, Doc hurried to the plutonium case, and kicked
it back open with his foot. “Don't you lose those tapes now,” he said
as he haphazardly placed the empty vial back in it's place, “history
will need a record,” he said, “for posterity's sake. He closed the
plutonium case and threw down his head covering and tore off his
gloves.
He then carried the case and his luggage to the front of the car and
began placing them in the trunk. While he did it he mumbled. “I can't
forget my luggage. I mean who knows if they've got cotton
underwear in the future. I'm allergic to all synthetics.” He paused as
he was placing them in. As if contemplating whether he's doing the
right thing. Finally, he shook his head and put the case in there first.
The Doctor nodded. “That's right, twenty five years into the future.
He gazes off, as if seeing something afar. “I've always dreamed on
seeing the future, looking beyond my years, seeing the progress of
mankind. I'll also be able to see who wins the next twenty-five world
series.
“Huh?”
“Listen Marty,” he begins, “on the off chance, however unlikely, that
something were to ever happen to me and it is within your power to
destroy this time machine I don't want you to hesitate.”
Stunned, Marty stopped filming. “Doc, what's going to happen?”
Doc replied, "who do you think? " He pointed in the direction of the
entrance to the parking lot and screamed, "the LIBYANS!"
Marty looked in the direction he was pointing his eyes growing wide
with terror. A VW microbus raced toward them across the parking lot.
A man popped out of the top hatch, or sun roof (Marty didn't know
which it was) with an M-16 automatic rifle.
“Run Marty,” Doc yelled as he waved him away, “get the hell out of
here, I'll hold them off.” Doc ran for an open tool box near the
command post and produced a pistol, but it was too late, the VW bus
was on him.
Instead of running, Marty just stood there, frozen in fear, like a deer
trapped in the headlights.
Doc tried to shoot but the pistol just clicked. Evidently it was not
loaded. In surrender, Doc tossed the pistol away. It clattered limply to
the pavement as he put his hands up.
Marty watched from near the DeLorean, a look of hope on his face.
Maybe they just want their plutonium back. Then, the man opened
fire on Doc, riddling his body with bullet holes. Doc brown's entire
body is nearly picked up off the ground by the impacts.
Marty screamed at the Libyans, "NO! You bastards!"
They chased him relentlessly through the parking lot. Bullets were
just bouncing off the stainless steel frame and body of the DeLorean.
The rifle jammed. It looked like Marty might be in the clear, but the
man went back into the VW bus, then re-emerged with a shoulder
mounted grenade launcher, aiming it at the DeLorean.
Marty looked in the mirror at this sight and his eyes went wide. He
dropped the shifter into low gear and muttered, "let's see if that thing
can do 90!” He sped away. When the speedometer almost reached
88 mph, he had to swerve and it dropped back down again. Still
running from the terrorists who were still attempting to get a bead on
him with their grenade launcher.
He put the pedal to the medal again and picked up speed. He was
so intent on watching that maniac in his rear view mirror with the
grenade launcher, he didn't realize that he was headed straight
toward the one hour photo processing booth near the exit.
Brillian light surrounded him. There was this terrible jolt of electricity
all through his body, then he felt nothing and it felt like he would
black out.
Suddenly, the photo booth and the mall parking lot are replaced by a
scare crow and it was raced toward him. He screamed. The
scarecrow bounced off the windshield. He pulled the car's steering
wheel hard to the right, as if he were still trying to avoid the photo
booth. He just barely missed a barn that also loomed up out of the
middle of nowhere. He plowed out into a nearby corn field and did
not slow down for quite a few moments, cutting a DeLorean sized
swath through the crops.
When he finally stopped and pulled the helmet off his head (it has
fallen over his face in the landing). He looked down the swath he cut
in the crops, behind him breathing hard from all the excitement.
“Thank the science gods that those Libyans couldn't follow me here,”
he muttered to himself. Then he stopped and looked to the dash with
a stunned look on his face. “Wherever... or whenever 'here' is!” He
said sardonically. The time circuit read, “November 14, 1955?” Marty
just mumbled... “Heavy.”
4. PEABODY HAD A FARM EYI EYI OH!
Sitting there in the middle of the corn field in 1955, Marty was beside
himself for a few moments. It was an eerie silence accentuated by
Marty's heavy breathing. He thought about being back in time and it
occurred to him, “how cool is that?” He could see how things were
done, he could observe great historical moments! His history teacher
would LOVE him. Yet, what historical event happened in 1955
besides the invention of the flux capacitor, and he couldn't very well
write a history paper about that, besides he'd missed that date. What
kind luck does he have? He is the first human time traveler and he is
stuck in a crappy, unimportant time in history. I mean, what, 1955,
what's so special about it? It was the year his parents met and fell in
love...
Back at the Peabody barn, the door had been boarded up. Having
been damaged 9 days earlier by another DeLorean from 1985.
Lights came up in the nearby farmhouse. A spindly man emerged
with his mousy wife, a daughter and a son around 9 or 10 years old.
They cautiously crept toward the barn, for the second time in a week.
Meanwhile, at the end of that path, Marty had opened his wing door,
removed his gloves and was in the trunk. He had the case to the
spare plutonium open and as fast as he could he was putting his
helmet back on the radiation suit, in preparation to refuel the flux
capacitor and go back to the future.
Old man Otis Peabody stood near the corner of the barn, once again
holding his shotgun in the middle of the night. Next to him was his
son Sherman, a boy of about 9 or 10. Lagging behind them, looking
terrified, were his wife Elsie and their daughter Martha.
“SONOFABITCH!” Old man Peabody exclaimed again. “What the
HELL happened here?”
Bo rolled down his window and he half grins at Peabody. “What's all
the ruckus?”
Bill and Ted in the bed of the truck snickered. Ted struck Bill on the
arm playfully. “Aliens...” he said. They chuckled.
Kenny, in the passenger seat stares in the direction of the path in the
corn field wide eyed and nervous.
Peabody tried to ignore the chuckling fools in the back. “Not green,”
he corrected “some kinda critter in a yellow suit, but it looked human
enough.”
The men in the back can't contain themselves and they start
laughing out loud. Kenny grimaced and looked even more
uncomfortable, gripping his shotgun tighter.
Bo looks back at his friends Bill and Ted, and shouted. “Pipe down
will ya?”
This wipes the shit eating grins off their faces but they still snicker
back there.
Bo surveyed the path again, mulling things over. “Hop in,” he said to
Peabody, gesturing at the back of the truck. “Let's check it out!”
Peabody looked at the bed of the truck with the two snickering idiots
in it and rolled his eyes. Then he handed his shotgun to Bill, grabbed
the side and leaped into the truck bed with them. Bill handed his
shotgun back to him and he returned a respectful nod to each of
them, even though they are huddling, almost like school girls,
giggling at him.
Meanwhile, Marty had just finished refueling the fusion reactor in the
DeLorean machine. He pulled back his hood and stood there now as
if considering something. He picked up the empty plutonium vial and
headed toward the trunk, at the front of the car. He placed it into the
case gingerly. “I gotta warn him!” He mumbled. He snapped the case
slowly and took off the gloves. He stopped, staring down into the
trunk, thinking hard. He left the trunk open and went to the driver's
seat and sat down. Weighing his options. He could hear Doc's voice
echoing in his head.
“...If some day you were to say, find yourself in the future or the past
with this machine you have to PROMISE me you will not interact with
ANYONE, not even me, especially not me.”
“I can't leave him like that,” he said, speaking to the time circuit as if
it were arguing with him, “I have to go back early and warn him!” He
started to input the date and time into the destination display using
the keypad. “Ten minutes ought to do it!” When he finished he stared
at the new destination date and time. “Sorry Doc,” he said, “I can't
keep that promise, guess you'll just have to sue me.”
He got out and tore off his gloves. He headed to the trunk to take the
radiation suit off. “... But at least you'll be alive!” He muttered as he
went. As he neared the trunk, he heard the not too distant roar of a
truck engine and some hooting and hollering wafting down the
pathway he'd just cut in the corn field. The engine sound approached
rapidly and he could see lights down the path. Headlights.
“Shit!” He finished tearing off his gloves threw the in the trunk and
began fumbling with the helmet. “What now?” The light grew brighter
down the path. “SHIT!” He exclaimed again. “The Libyans?!” His face
wrinkled. “That's impossible.” He started to fumble with the helmet to
take it off but he looked up and realized he did not have time,
whoever was coming down that path was almost on him. He let go of
the hood and it fell back down over his head. He slammed the trunk
and rushed for the driver's seat.
Before he could reach it, however the pickup truck roared up behind
the DeLorean and slammed on its breaks just 5 feet down the path.
The truck's bright lights blinded him. His yellow radiation suit glowed
like neon in the light. In the cab of the truck, Bo slammed on his
breaks fast as the DeLorean and Marty came into view. Kenny
gasped in sheer terror. All of the men's eyes were giant saucers of
amazement, except Otis' this was now getting to be old hat for him.
His face only reflected determination to get his revenge on the space
bastard that killed his pine.
Bill and Ted glared at the sight of this yellow space alien and his
flying saucer, their mouths were finally shut.
Peabody pulled up his shotgun and aimed. “CUT HIM DOWN BOYS
BEFORE HE MUTATES!” He shouted at the other men, almost
proudly now that the sight of Marty has vindicated him. He took a
shot and it's almost like that shot woke the others from some dream.
They also pulled up. Kenny hung out his passenger side window, still
screaming like a little girl, but he also took aim.
The first shot from Peabody truly took Marty off guard. It whizzed
past his head, dangerously close. A muffled scream emitted from
inside the radiation hood. He dove into the DeLorean, slamming the
wing door shut behind him. The bullets really started to fly then,
some of them ricocheting off of the DeLorean as Marty fired it up and
sped forward, cutting more path in the corn ahead of him.
Even with the advantage of the path the DeLorean is cutting for
them, they still are no match for a 1985 DeLorean. Marty begins to
put distance between him and them. Marty was bouncing up and
down as the car went over the corn rows.
Bill, Ted, and Peabody were having a hard time staying afoot in the
bed of the truck as it bounced after Marty. The chase went on.
Marty kept plowing through the field until he hit a hard dirt road, then
he turned quickly and frantically to the right. He looked behind him
and saw the men shooting at him through the glint of the pickup truck
headlights. “Those are no Libyans” he said, still in shock at being
shot at yet again. Twice in the space of an hour or two. (Or in the
space of 3 decades, depending on how you looked at things).
As he turned to the right onto the road a bullet entered the cab of the
car and nearly exploded the flux capacitor. Now he realized the
danger he was in. He looked forward, down the dirt road, his eyes
determined. “Let's see if that bucket of bolts can do 88!” He stomped
on the gas pedal and, fish tailing, sped off with the pickup truck in hot
pursuit. Bullets still cut holes into the back of the car.
Kenny stopped screaming like a little girl and was still hanging out
the window shooting. “He's getting away daddy, he's getting away,”
he squealed in through the window.
Bo opened the sliding window in the back and shouted through it,
“this is a hay truck, Otis, it ain't no stock car! I've got the pedal to the
metal boys, that's all ole Betsy's got!”
Bo swore under his breath while the men in the bed of the truck kept
frantically shooting as fast as they could.
Marty threw back his helmet. He was still visibly shaken but he
looked back and grinned, seeing the pickup's headlights fading away
behind him. “I blew their doors off,” he smiles. The speed of the
DeLorean was now approaching 85. Marty braced himself and made
sure the time circuits were switched on. Out of nowhere, in front of
him, blocking his getaway was a black and white sheriff's car, it's
lights came on and the siren began to wail. This sheriff was trying to
cut him off, but he did not know what he's dealing with. He somehow
took a calculated risk in his head that he was betting he would hit 88
mph just before he hit that sheriff's car.
The sheriff, who looked exactly like the strange plaid suited judge at
the dance audition, right down to the same glasses, jumped out of
his car and stood, gun raised, shouting into his megaphone mic “pull
it over!” The megaphone in the front of his car caused his words to
echo in the night. Then, the poor sheriff realized that this vehicle,
whatever it was, was not even slowing down. He faltered in
uncertainty, looking at the oncoming thing, then the side of the road,
then the thing.
Marty put his arms outstretched and held his head back, praying he
hasn't made a huge mistake as he hurtled toward the police car. 86
mph. 87 mph. He was almost on the sheriff.
Just as Marty hit 88 mph the sheriff thought better of his whole
strategy and literally jumped for the side of the road . The DeLorean
lit up in its spectacular colors and then was gone, just where it would
have made impact with the police car.
The sheriff, his mind blown, got up from the side of the road and
surveyed the fiery trail left behind in Marty's wake. He whistled. Then
the pickup truck raced up. The sheriff holstered his gun as he
realized who was approaching.
All the men in the truck stared, wide eyed at the Sheriff and at the
fiery trail made by the DeLorean.
Just a little under a mile from the Lone Pine Mall, on a deserted
road, the silence of the night was suddenly broken by a few flashes
of light then the sound of small explosions. The DeLorean appeared
from nowhere and came to a quick stop in the road. It was covered
in ice. The wing door opened and Marty stepped out, looking around
in amazement. He was still dressed in the yellow suit. He looked at
the time circuit and it read October 12, 1985 1: 23 AM. He grinned.
Flustered and frantic, he turned the key over and over. Still Nothing.
He threw open the wing door again, jumped out and pushed the car
to the side of the road, setting the emergency brake. Looking once
again at the timer he muttered, “It's about ¾ of a mile in 7 minutes... I
can make it!” He started running. The thought never occurred to him
until he got ½ mile away from the DeLorean he stopped, realizing his
mistake.
He ran hard until the Lone Pine Mall loomed into view a ways ahead
of Marty as he ran. Suddenly he heard distant gunshots and
screaming!
When he looked back at Doc he can't believe his eyes. A lone figure
runs toward Doc. It looked like... him. Another Marty McFly? “It's...
me,” he muttered in disbelief, “but look at me, I'm dressed like a
dork.”
The other Marty now sat down next to Doc and turned away,
obviously mourning the loss of his friend.
He just kept staring down at the surreal scene in total shock and
fascination tearing up all over again.
The other Marty down in the parking lot turned away from the sight of
Doc.
“ Dammit Doc! What the hell is going on?” He sat down and watched
the other Marty below as the other Marty paced for a while. He heard
the sirens approaching at the same time as the other Marty did.
The other Marty then retrieved Einstein out of the van (who had been
barking now for a few minutes). The other Marty then grabbed the
yellow case of plutonium, closed it and picked it up. About 5 minutes
had gone by now.
Our Marty stood up and determined to fix whatever was going on.
“I'll just get the time machine fixed,” he decided. “Then I'll go back
again, maybe a day or two earlier and make sure this disaster never
happens!”
Our Marty got up and followed from a safe distance, keeping an eye
on the new Marty, and staying out of sight of the emergency vehicles
so as not to be spotted. He looked behind at the chaos in the mall
parking lot. The police were arriving and swarming around Doc's
moving van and the VW bus. He stopped and watched for a few
seconds making sure he did not lose sight of the new Marty and
Einstein. He wanted to learn the fate of the Libyans but the other
Marty was rapidly disappearing in the direction of town.
“Who are you?” He asked the other Marty running off into the night.
When they reached town, the other Marty and Einstein appear from
around a corner with our Marty not far behind. He is stunned to see
another DeLorean sitting in the middle of town square. Obviously
where the other Marty had left it. Red, the former Mayor turned
homeless guy, is standing near it, drinking from a paper bag and
muttering to himself about crazy drunk drivers leaving their cars in
the middle of streets.
Our Marty held back, his eyes wide with amazement and perhaps
some confusion.
The other Marty opened the trunk and was about to put the
plutonium case in. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a siren wails and
several police cars roll in fast . They hit the other Marty with
spotlights and he put his hands up. Einstein too got up on his hind
legs and put his paws up.
Marty high tailed it out of there before he too ended up in the back of
a police car.
He made his way first for town and Doc's workshop. He needed
money if he was going to get the DeLorean fixed. At Doc's
workshop, he went up to the doorway and sighed in relief when he
found the key under the mat. “Some things never change” he
commented in delight, flipping keys in his hand. He entered and
looked around.
“24 hour towing service,” the voice said, sounding irritated. “What
can I do you for?”
Marty gave the man on the phone directions to where the DeLorean
was. He told him he thought there might be something wrong with
the starter. There's a pause.
“Hang on” he said into the phone. Running back to a desk drawer
across the room, he rifled through it and produced a credit card. It
had Doc's name on it and a yellow sticky that said “For emergencies
only.”
He ran back to the phone and gave them the man the number.
Waiting a few moments while he ran it.
“Good to go,” said the man, “you're pre approved for our VIP
service.”
“Oh, can you come pick me up,” asked Marty, before you go out
there to get my car?”
The man said, “sure thing, kid,” I'll give you the VIP discount, that will
be another 50.”
“Old man Brown's place,” said the man on the phone. “I know it.”
The old Texaco Star is a gas station, convenience store, and above
the old garage is a sign that reads, “FRANK'S COMPLETE AUTO
CARE AND TOWING.” A tow truck pulled up with the DeLorean in
tow and Marty, sitting silently in the front passenger seat. The truck
stopped and Marty got out.
Leaning in he asked the guy, “how long will it take before you know
what's wrong with it?”
“Listen,” said Frank, “Let me drop this heap off and I'll run ya home,
kid, the sun's coming up soon.”
The sun was just beginning to light up the edge of the horizon when
the tow truck pulled up at the end of the driveway of the McFly
residence. Marty opened the door and climbed out saying his thanks
and his goodbyes. As he did so, he reached in the cab and yanked
out the plutonium case and turned, looking around nervously, he set
it on the ground,. He then took his leather coat off and wrapped it
around the case. When he finished he tucked it under his arm and
ran toward the back of the house, fast as he could, staying in the
shadows like a prowler. The truck driver watched him go, shaking his
head, until the boy was gone. He then pulled out and away.
Marty snuck in through his window the way he always did and in no
time he was crashed in his bed.
When the sun was fully up, the radio came on playing the song “I
Can't Drive 55” by Sammy Hagar. He got up and looked around. His
room was a mess. Not a good sign. He frowns at it. He always left
his room cluttered, but clean.
He slid the case under the bed, and made his bed quickly, using the
bedspread to hide the case. He walked out toward the kitchen
yawning. He heard the voice of his mother and his sister Linda. They
were discussing something. He made out a few words about a
lawyer, and jail and as he moved closer he heard Lorraine talking
about Doc Brown.
“I never liked him hanging around with that crazy wild eyed old man
to begin with. Now I hear he might have been some sort of terrorist!”
Marty stepped out into view, angry. “Doc's no terrorist, mom, don't
believe everything you heee....” His jaw dropped. What he saw he
could not believe.
His mother was a mess. Her hair was crazy, she looked like she
slept in her clothes, her mascara was old and running from crying.
Linda looked frumpy, not dressed in her usual 80's businesswoman
look and she was wearing glasses. Linda HATED glasses.
Lorraine squealed with joy and ran to him with her arms out. “Oh my
GAWD! You're here, you're okay!”
Lorraine stopped and stared at him angrily. “When we got the call at
2:30 in the morning that you've been arrested we thought the worst!
Linda sat down and just went back to her breakfast as Lorraine
continued to fawn over him. “We thought we were going to have to
bail you out again. “ Said Lorraine, running her hand through Marty's
hair.
Marty couldn't help but notice that his mother had alcohol breath.
She'd either been drinking already this morning, or had been
drinking heavily the evening before. Or both.
The light bulb went on in his head. The other Marty was arrested.
They think HE was arrested.
Linda, who had been seething during this entire display of her
mother's affection for Marty, staring into her breakfast, Linda piped
up. “I knew you would find a way to weasle out of whatever trouble
you got into... you always do!”
Marty now looked around the house. It was dingy, not well lit, and the
furniture was all old and cheap looking. The grand piano was
missing. The living room looked like someone from hee haw
decorated it. He started to panic a little.
“Of course he's not in trouble,” Lorraine responded, “I'm sure it was
all a complete misunderstanding. I blame that crazy old man.” She
then look at Marty who was still looking around the house,
disoriented and mistook his disorientation for grief. “Oh, I'm sorry
Marty,” she apologized, “I know how much you cared about him.”
He just stared at the two of them blankly, his mouth almost hanging
open.
Lorraine put her hand on his head, “oh, you poor dear, were you hurt
during the incident?”
Marty put his head down actually feeling the grief of losing Doc
again. How could he have almost forgotten about the image of poor
old Doc lying there on the cold hard pavement staring blankly into
the sky?
But also, Marty was even more so upset about somehow losing his
family. He didn't know this family. He wanted his REAL family back.
He couldn't for the life of him make sense of who these people were!
Just then Dave came in through the front door. He was pushing
George McFly... in a wheel chair!
Marty, when he saw this, stood up, and shouted “Dad, what
happened?” Then he fell over on the floor.
His mother rushed to his side and helped him get back up.
Marty, nodded, brushing himself off. “I'm okay Dad.... what happened
to you?
George gives him a confused look. “I see they didn't hold you very
long.” He turned to Dave, “I told you he wasn't involved!” Dave just
made a face and headed to the breakfast table. He and Linda shared
a disapproving look at each other and never even spoke.
“Oh, Marty, you must have hit your head or something, last night,”
Lorraine bewailed as she helped her younger son sit back down in
his chair. She felt his head again.
Marty was just staring in shock at the sight of his father in a wheel
chair. George's legs looked, odd, sort of twisted, like he didn't even
have use of them.
“Hey Marty,” Dave demanded, “what the hell went on last night? We
heard the mall was attacked by terrorists and you were one of them!”
“... I just meant you look really.. GREAT this morning.” He lies, balling
up his fist and chucks his father lightly.
George gave him a halfhearted smile then wheeled himself into the
kitchen. “Well, thanks son,” he says as he goes. “I've been working
out.”
Marty's countenance falls. This whole thing was breaking his heart.
What happened to his family?
Dave finally placed his fork down abruptly. “Alright,” he said, abruptly,
“no one else is talking about this so I will,” he grumbled. “Marty, you
gave us one helluva scare last night and now someone is dead and
you seem to be involved in some way. I...” he stops, then rewords it,
“We demand an explanation!”
“That's not good enough Marty,” Dave insists, “You're always getting
into some sort of trouble. Where did you get those clothes? They
look like they cost a fortune. What do you do late at night when you
sneak out that window?”
George just sat there, eating, saying nothing. Lorraine stared sadly
and silently down into her plate. Linda joined Dave in glaring at
Marty.
Dave snorts and shot up from his chair. “That's total bullshit mom!
He gets away with murder around here!”
George's eyes spark and flash. “Hey, hey, watch your language in
my house.”
For the first time Marty realized how different this family really was. It
actually wasn't even until then that he notices Dave's UPS uniform.
Without thinking he blurted out, “Dave, when did you start working
for UPS?'
Lorraine reached over and rubs Marty's head again. “Oh dear, did
someone do something... bad.. to you in jail?”
“No, mom,” Marty said, gently pushing her hand away, sounding
irritated. “I, I, just don't feel good, I've had a rough day.”
Linda put her plate in the sink and quietly left, giving Marty
backwards glances.
“Mom, Dad,” Marty finally said, “I think I need to talk to Dad alone.”
**********
Lorraine pushed George into Marty's room and Marty followed. She
kissed his father on the forehead. Marty was glad to see that one
thing hadn't changed, they were obviously still very much in love. He
was truly relieved. She lingered in the doorway for a second or two,
as if wondering what they might have to talk about.
George and Marty both stared at her. Respecting their privacy she
left, closing the door softly behind her, but she stayed, leaning up
against the door, placing her ear against it to listen in.
“Okay, here it goes...” He takes a deep breath. “Dad, how did you
end up in a wheel chair?”
George's face goes white and he looks mortified. “Son, you know...”
Marty nodded.
George eyed his son strangely. “Okay, well then,” here goes.”
Marty's father shifts uncomfortably in his chair. “Son, this is not a
pretty story and it's embarrassing. I've never told anyone the truth
about what happened, not even your mother, but I think she's
suspected.” George paused for a second, took a deep breath of his
own, then came out with it. “Biff and his friends did this to me.”
George nods.
Marty shakes his head. The Biff Tannen he knows was a
marshmallow.
“But, wait, hold on, Dad, Biff? Biff Tannen put you in a wheel chair?
How? Was it some sort of accident?”
“No,” said George, “it was no accident! He hit me with his car and
then he and his friends kicked me and beat the crap out of me until I
was unconscious, I think they left me for dead.”
Marty sat back on his bed, devastated by this bit of news. What kind
of topsy-turvy world had he found himself in? Where Biff and his
stupid friends could get the jump on George McFly this way?
“A few days earlier, at the big dance,” George continued, “there was
a conflict in the parking lot and Biff was being rough with your
mother. I couldn't stand for that so I decked him.”
George stopped and stared at him. “Did your mother tell you about
that?”
Marty thinks fast. “Ya, she did, a while back.” It didn't feel right lying
to any George McFly, even this stranger, one who was obviously and
technically not the father Marty remembered.
He sat back and thought about those long gone days, then began to
recount the events. “I was riding my bike to go see Lorraine and they
hit me by surprise, from behind, with their car, knocking me off.
Then, I was injured and couldn't get up to defend myself and Biff and
his gang started kicking me, demanding I tell them where Calvin
Klein is. They were crazy. How would I know where he was? I barely
knew the kid. Biff kept going on about how this Klein kid stole a book
from him.”
“Dad, what sort of book? I didn't even know Biff read books.”
George nodded. “Me either, but I think he said it was some kind of
book about sports scores and gambling. “
“Poor woman,” Marty repeats, “Dad, you're in a wheel chair. Can you
use your legs at all?”
Unexpectedly, Lorraine burst in, her eyes full of fire and tears, like
wet hornets. “All these years and you never told me! “ She exclaimed
in outrage. “That bastard Tannen did this to you? On purpose???”
George threw his hands up, “Well ya!:” He sighed. “That's one good
reason!”
Lorraine's eyes filled with tears. “You told me it was a hit and run
driver. You lied to me all these years, George, and meanwhile we've
put up with that animal's shit and now I find out, he's responsible for
this...” she points at his wheel chair, “and all of.. THIS!” She gestures
at the house. She stormed out, crying.
“It's okay, son, the truth had to come out some day, but I don't
understand why you are asking me this now.”
“I can't say just yet,” said Marty, “but I need to know one more thing,
and this is important.”
“I need to know the exact location, date and time this happened.”
7. ANOTHER BIFF
Inside the Texaco Marty stood at the counter and handed Frank the
credit card he borrowed from Doc. Outside the Texaco, a mechanic
pulled the DeLorean up to the front entrance.
“Looks?” Frank gave him a sideways glance. “It's seen some action
too, found some bullet holes, some buck shot.” He drops the buck
shot on the counter. It clatters and rolls off the counter onto Marty's
feet. “And what's that contraption mounted to the back, if I didn't
know better I'd think it was a fusion reactor, and those interesting
displays with the dates? ”
Suddenly, Marty sees Jennifer walking past the Texaco with a girl
friend.
“Hey, hold that thought Frank,” he said as he darted for the door.
As he swung the door open and ran outside Jennifer glanced at him
then went back to her conversation.
Both girls stopped and spun around. Surprised. Jennifer frowns and
tenses up.
“Oh, man, Jennifer,” Marty said in relief as he ran up to her and tried
to move close. “Are you a sight for sore eyes.”
“You're that kid in that band?” Jennifer said. “The one that called
themselves- what was it?” There's an awkward pause.
“My Marty?” Jennifer blushed and tries not to chuckle. “Since when?”
“In your dreams creep!” The girl with Jennifer has had enough.
“Leave us alone!” She grabbed Jennifer by the arm and dragged her
away.
Jennifer turns around, kind of smiling at him as her friend urged her
onward.
“Sorry, 'bout that, but hey, such is life, right.” “Women, can't live with
'em, pass the beer nuts,” the mechanic said, handing him back his
credit card and the receipt. “Heard that one on cheers the other
night.” He pointed to the receipt. “Sign here.”
Marty signed then said, “Look, I'm not supposed to say anything but I
work for a movie studio part time and that car is a prop for a movie...
about time travel.” He chuckled nervously.
“Look Frank,” Marty said, “I gotta get this thing back to the studio lot,
I'm kind of in a hurry.
Frank smiled. “Ya, I hear ya, there never seems to be enough hours
in a day does there?”
“Absolutely!” Frank agreed shaking his hand. “If you see Spielberg
tell him I can do mechanic work for him, if he ever needs it.”
His sentence was cut off by the sight of Biff approaching on the
sidewalk but it wasn't the the Biff Marty knew. This Biff looked
confident to the point of, well, like he owned everything. He seemed
as though he might spend most of his time in the gym too. His huge
frame was pumped with rippling muscle. He was dressed in a
Magnum P.I./Miami Vice cross look. Wool sport coat, Levi 501s, and
a Hawaiian pattern t-shirt. The giant man stomped up and towered
over him.
“What's this I hear you and Doc Brown got something going on in my
territory?”
Biff grabs his shirt. “That's what I said, dumb ass, MY territory.”
“Woah, what's this?” He looked at Frank who had come out of the
shop. Biff grins, “Little upstart going to get physical with me? You
want a piece of me little runt?”
Biff squeezed the kid's shirt tightly, drew his huge fist up higher. Just
then he sees a cop approaching on the sidewalk. He relaxed his grip
on Marty and just sort of smooths Marty's shirt out as the cop walks
past, looking. Biff smiles at the cop nervously.
“Ya, hello officer,” said Biff as the cop continued to walk down the
sidewalk.
Biff watched Marty's fist open and relax. “I didn't think so.” He said.
“Listen twerp, you know nothing happens in Hill Valley that I don't
know about and I know about everything! So, I hear Doc bought it
last night. Messed with the wrong people. Well the same thing is
going to happen to you if you don't stay off my turf.”
Biff looked over at the DeLorean and sneered. What's that piece of
shit, is that a DeLorean?”
“Don't get smart with me.” Biff warned. “I don't want no DeLoreans in
Hill Valley, that butthole Jack DeLorean owes me money, freakin'
coke head.” A white 1985 Rolls Royce pulls up and the passenger
side doors open. There are three men dressed in 3 piece suits
wearing sunglasses. He recognizes them even though they are
almost unrecognizable dressed this way. It's Biff's henchmen. One of
them is on an expensive looking car phone.
“Hey, Boss,” one of them says, “we got a situation down at the
warehouse.”
“Give me a minute!” Biff snapped. He looked at Marty menacingly.
“You're lucky, runt, I have bigger fish to fry and you're just a tadpole.”
“Oh,” Biff said as he jumps into the back of the car without opening
the door, “and, say hello to your mom for me, give her a big kiss from
uncle Biff, will ya?”
They all laugh and drive off with Marty staring after them, dazed.
Frank came up to Marty and whispered. “That guy is bad news, kid,
you need to stay away from him.”
Frank looks at Marty gravely, “That may be so, but that guy is
serious trouble. He runs Hill Valley! Some say he's more dangerous
than Al Capone!”
Frank shakes his head. “Be careful kid, that guy will bury you in the
desert in a heartbeat.”
Marty looked down the street as Biff and his henchmen slowed down
to hoot and holler at a beautiful woman crossing the street in her
aerobics uniform on her way to Lou's Aerobic Studio. He shook his
head. “Thanks for the advice,” he said to Frank as he moved to the
driver's side of the DeLorean, keys in hand. “But if I have my way, in
a few hours THAT guy won't be around anymore.”
Frank shook his head as Marty pulled away. “Poor kid,” he said to
himself, “thinks he's in a movie.”
8. ANOTHER GEORGE MCFLY
“Okay, Doc, I'm coming. It's another promise to you I can't seem to
keep.”
He reached in the trunk and pulled out the radiation suit and donned
it. He went to the back of the garage, reached down and moved
some old boxes. Buried there underneath is the plutonium case. He
dragged it out gently and opened it. Then he took a plutonium vial
from the case and loaded it into the fusion chamber. When he
finished he took the suit off and stood there looking at the DeLorean.
**********
The front door to the McFly residence opened and Marty wheeled
George out toward the garage.
“I don't know what this is all about, but you're starting to scare me,”
said George as his son pushed him along hurriedly.
“I'll explain it all in a minute,” Marty said.
When they got to the open garage door, George saw the DeLorean
and he looked surprised.
“A DeLorean?”
“Is it Doc's?”
“Uh huh.”
“Dad, listen, I don't have much time... well actually I have as much
time as I want,” Marty corrected himself, “maybe I have too much
time.”
“Listen, Dad,” Marty got in front of George, knelt down and grabbed
his father by both arms, “what I'm about to tell you is going to sound
crazy, but I swear it's all true.”
“I'm a time traveler and that,” he points at the car, “is my time
machine.”
“You didn't let me finish, said George. “I don't know what to say
about that,” he repeated but then he added, “except, I know!”
Marty was taken aback. He stopped and stared at George the way
George had been staring at him a few moments ago.
“I know it was you Marty. I guess maybe I've always known, but I
didn't know how.”
“I don't know how it works, son,” George said, wheeling over to him,
“Maybe time travel messes with your head a little, screws up your
memory, I have no idea, but I remember you in 1955, you were
there!”
Marty looks away in complete helplessness. “If only Doc were here,
he might be able to explain all this.”
“Dad,” Marty jumped in, “it doesn't matter anyway. I need to tell you
the rest. You're not supposed to be like this.”
“Like what?”
“Like this!” Marty gestured at the wheel chair. “In my reality you play
tennis, you are a golfer, hell, you almost went pro!”
Marty got an idea. He went to the DeLorean and pulled out the JVC
GR-C1U Movie Recorder he always borrowed from Doc Brown. “I
can prove it to you,” he said, as he looked at the pop out electronic
viewfinder display. He began rewinding to the dinner the night
before. “I have it on film. You... the other you, the you not in a wheel
chair.”
When he got to the spot on the recording where is the McFly family
dinner he couldn't believe his eyes. The film was changed. The
dinner appeared to have been going on exactly as it did before,
except George is in a wheel chair, Lorraine is in a bath robe at the
dinner table, looking depressed, Dave is in a UPS uniform, and the
house looked the same as it did now. Marty was beside himself.
George shook his head. “That sounds too good to be true, son,
you're not pulling my leg?” He smiled staring at his legs.
Still reeling from the part about if Marty succeeds George “won't be
here,” George didn't look like he approved. “Now wait a minute kid,
I'm no expert on time travel but I've read lots of science fiction on the
subject. It seems to me you can't just go meddling around in the
space time continuum. You can't just go jumping around in the past
in a time machine like it's some kind of skateboard park. Changing
the past to suit you.”
“I realize that Dad,” Marty said. He knelt again, putting his hand on
his Dad's shoulder. “Don't you think I know that? Doc warned me
about all of this before he died, but I have to fix this, I have to put this
right. Somehow this is all my fault! He stopped, looking away
distantly. But I have no clue how.”
George grabbed his hand. “I am sorry, son, but you don't know that.
Not for sure.”
“Okay,” Marty agreed, “but I'm pretty sure. It's the only thing that
makes sense. Something I did back in 1955 created this crazy
upside down reality where Biff is Al Capone, you're in a wheel chair,
and Jennifer doesn't even know me!”
George shook his head again, in objection. “So don't you think you
should find out before you go driving back into the past to poking
around there blindly?”
Marty shook his head. “Yes, I probably should but I have no idea
how to figure it out, I need Doc Brown, and I need him ALIVE.”
George realized then what Marty was planning and he liked it even
less. “Ah, now hold on son, you're planning to go back and change
what happened last night aren't you?”
“Well, technically it was this morning, but ya, I don't believe that Doc
is supposed to be dead!”
“Marty!” George said as if he saw Marty about to stick his hand in the
cookie jar where it doesn't belong.
“Dad, somehow his death is connected to the same events that led
to this, nightmare world where you're in a wheel chair and Biff is
some sort of Mafioso running Hill Valley.”
Marty shook his head. “Anyway, Dad, I'm going to go back to 1955
and find Doc. Together I bet we can figure out what changed
everything. While I'm there I'll warn him about the Libyans, I can
save him from being shot.”
George shook his had again. “I don't like this, Marty, it sounds like
you are trying to play God, trying to control the universe with this
time machine of yours.”
“It's possible, but I can't just leave you here like this!”
George looked at Marty. “Son, I'm okay, things didn't turn out too
bad, I still have your mother and you kids and this wheel chair, it's a
minor inconvenience, but the ladies DIG it,” he smiled facetiously,
“and I can still kick the crap out of you in a tennis match.”
Marty laughs. “Ya, I bet, with that unfair advantage of those wheels.”
Marty shook his head. “It's the only way. I won't let what Biff did to
you stand, I'm going to fix it, and I'm going to fix that sonofabitch
once and for all if I get a chance.”
George looked horrified. “Don't start taking things into your own
hands, son, violence never solved anything!”
Marty patted him on the hand. “I'm not talking about violence,” he
assured his father, “I'm just talking about a good ole fashioned butt
whooping.”
George frowned.
Marty continued, “I'm just going to try and set things back the way
they were, as much as I can remember about how you and mom
TOLD me the way things were, anyway. If I succeed, you'll be back
to normal and this conversation will never have happened. You won't
remember it.”
George eyed his son. “I can see you're growing up to be your own
man. I can't help but be proud of you son! Even though, I'm quite
certain that has to be a law against time traveling and changing the
past to suit yourself.”
“Doubt it dad,” said Marty, since technically time travel was just
invented early this morning.”
“Well, maybe there should be a law against it,” George said. “But
still, I am proud.”
“Now push me back in, it's getting hot out here.” George ordered.
“Ya he's the one that got arrested. He might be the Marty you know,
the Marty you raised and I'm sure he's wondering why you guys
haven't rescued him from the FBI yet or at least haven't tried to
contact him .”
George slammed on his brake. “So you're saying that you're not the
Marty I raised and my real son is in jail? You tell me this now, after I
hugged you and everything?”:
Marty looks at him then realizes he's messing with him. George grins
slyly.
“Dad, it's not that simple but it is simple at the same time. I'm your
son but I was raised by the other George McFly, the author!”
“Oh, ya, simple,” George said sarcastically.
Marty looked at him, and realized the man was just messing with him
again.
“Oh, so now it's George and not DAD. I KNEW IT.” George chuckled.
“I know!” Said Marty as he backed George into the house. “I'm sorry.
Maybe you don't disappear, maybe this is some sort of alternate
reality and when I change things back to the way they are I return to
my reality and this one just goes on as it is. Maybe the Marty here
belongs here. I don't know. I hope Doc can clear things up.”
“Okay,” said George shaking his hand, “Good luck to you. I guess.
And I hope I don't erase yourself or something once you leave here
in that machine.”
“Me too,” agrees Marty, “I kinda like this George McFly.” They shared
one last long look before Marty turned away and left.
In the garage, Marty got in, closed the wing door, pulled out and took
off down the road, without looking back.
George still watched, half expecting to see the DeLorean suddenly
disappear into a cloud of smoke or something. He had no idea how
that time machine worked.
“Just like Uncle JOEY!” Dave's voice could be heard saying from
another part of the house.
“Is it fast?”
Needles revved his engine. “Put your money where your mouth is
McFly, let's see what she can do!”
Marty rolls his eyes, “No thanks, I've got somewhere to be.”
Marty threw the DeLorean into reverse, burned rubber, whipped back
and then around the truck ending up on the left side of the truck. He
wasn't even sure why he did it, he just thought it would look cool.
Needles and his gang were hooting and jumping around and
Needles revved his engine again. The truck obviously had some real
power because it rocked left to right as Needles power breaked.
The light changed and they were off. Marty dropped down in low and
surprisingly the car kept up rather well for a few feet but then the
more powerful truck easily pulled away with them laughing
hysterically. He continued to accelerate, knowing that they are in for
a real shock when he hit 88 mph.
As they raced, Marty input the destination into the keypad. The
display destination changed to November 14, 1955.
By now, the truck had blown way past Marty. As he looked up from
inputting the destination, his mouth dropped from a smile to a look of
fear. A white Rolls Royce was pulling out from the next intersection,
right into the path of Needles' truck. It was Biff Tannen's Rolls Royce.
Marty blew past them and a few moments later he hit 88 mph. He
was gone, his tires leaving the familiar flame trails. He knew he
shouldn't have done the time jump in front of those idiots but who
would believe them anyway? Besides, he was going to change all
this and none of this will have happened... he hoped.
In 1955 on the Hill Valley paved roads on the outskirts of the town
they were largely viewed as “highways.” They were built and
maintained by the State, to further commerce. Most of the time they
sat empty. Which was good for Marty.
Marty made himself relax. This was his third jump and they were
always nerve racking. The time circuit was blinking. He looked
around outside and was happy to see that he was right in choosing
this particular road for his jump.
The thought had originally occurred to him that all he really had to do
was arrive early enough on the night Doc died to warn him in
advance, but after giving that a lot of thought he realized he would
be interacting with Doc right before Doc actually tested the time
machine, which would have ruined the need to test the time
machine. Marty's mind reeled at the paradoxes this would create.
Plus, he also knew that Doc would not approve of his coming back
here to 1955 to stop his father from ending up in a wheel chair.
No, this was the only possible way Marty could think of to fix
everything.
He threw the car in gear and took off. In his eagerness the tires
squealed a little. The DeLorean sped down the road towards town.
There's something Marty didn't know about 1955, however. Because
vehicles were not as fast in that time period, speed limits were lower.
He also didn't know that most outlying roads were speed traps. If he
had known these things he might have watched his speed a little
closer.
Marty looked behind him and saw the police car. “Oh SHIT! What
now?”
He considered running.
Not knowing the capabilities of a 1955 police car Marty opted to try
and con his way through this. He slowed down and pulled over, with
the police car coming up behind. He put his head on the steering
wheel, with a deep sigh.
He sat there inside the DeLorean, with the cop car, lights still
flashing, sitting directly behind him for what seemed like an eternity.
The officer in the car did not get out. He looked at the display. Time
was a ticking.
Then, it dawned on him that this might just be the same officer who
witnessed his earlier time jump, when he was being chased by the
gun toting locals. He began to get more and more nervous the more
time went on.
He also realized that the officer may be using his radio to call in the
license plates. The 1985 license plates.
A voice emitted from the police car, over it's megaphone. “Turn off
the vehicle.”
Marty started to sweat. If he ran this could turn into a big ordeal with
numerous cop cars chasing a time machine through Hill Valley. He
was certain Doc would not want that.
He still grappled with the desire to just throw the DeLorean in gear
and run. How was he going to talk himself out of this? He finally
sighed and the law abiding citizen in him won over. He turned off the
engine.
“Step out of your vehicle with your hands up,” the tinny voice over
the microphone said.
Marty stepped out, his hands in the air, trying his best to look as
harmless as possible.
“ Just stay right there,” the officer warned, “don't you move a
muscle.”
11. HILL VALLEY BLUES
The Hill Valley police station in 1955 looked like something right out
of the Andy Griffith show. It was a red brick building with a dispatch
office for a lobby and past that, inside the facility an open office with
three desks, one for the sheriff and one each for his two deputies. At
the aft of the facility were the two holding cells adjacent to each other
and the rest room facilities.
Deputy Sheriff Bill McCallister sat at his desk typing with two fingers
on an old keyboard, his tongue hanging out of the corner of his
mouth.
“I don't understand kids these days,” said Deputy Benson, “this one
has a fake I.D. that says he isn't even born yet.” He threw the license
on the desk in front of Deputy McCallister face up, we see it's Marty's
I.D.
“You were there when we arrested him, he said he works for a movie
studio and it's a prop.” McCallster reminded Benson without even
looking up from his typewriter.
“Yes, and I called the Studio,” Benson said with a slight hint of
irritation, “they never heard of him!”
“Hmm, what a surprise.” Officer Bill picks it up and reads out loud.
“Date of Birth 1968?” Tosses it back down. “Okay, so he's a time
traveler, I wonder what the penalty is for speeding and driving
without a valid license in 1968?”
Benson, who is clearly the officer that Marty encountered that first
night, when he was being chased, continued to complain about him,
“he told me at first he didn't even have a license.”
Benson stared over at the cell where sat Marty on the bunk, head
down, looking despondent.
“What in the world is that kid up to?” Benson hissed. “Did you see
that vehicle,” he leaned forward on the desk, almost whispering to
McCallister. “It's like something out of science fiction theater?” Then
he did whisper. “You weren't there that night Bill! That thing came out
of nowhere and then just flew off, leaving a trail of fire and smoke!”
Ray frowned deeply at this. “I hope not,” he said, “for their sakes, cuz
I might start busting heads!”
“You'll do no such thing. Don't you think you should get back out on
patrol? I don't think his time traveling friends are going to come any
time soon to get him. Although, that vehicle has a fake registration
card in the glove box with the name of that crazy scientist fellow out
there past Maple Drive! Maybe HE invented it and it really IS a time
machine.”
Ray laughed. “Ya, you're right, I'm not biting.” He stood, sniffed
deeply, straightened his holster, threw his shoulders back and
walked out.
Marty had been watching them when they weren't looking. It was
fascinating because there was something about this duo that
reminded him of Sheriff Taylor and Barney Fife.
After a while McCallister left too, and Marty began pacing back and
forth inside the cell.
After an hour or so, Bill McCallister entered the office again, and
looked right at him. Marty sat down and put his head down again.
McCallister just frowned and came toward the cell.
“Okay, kid, so, you're license says you were born in 1968 and live on
a street that doesn't exist in a house that isn't built yet but is
scheduled to be built next year. “
“No relation” said Marty abruptly, nervously. “I'm not from around
here.”
The Deputy looked him up and down, scrutinizing his odd apparel.
“Ya, no kidding.”
“Okay, son, have it your own way. You get ONE phone call but I don't
have to give it to you right away. Someone's looking at your car right
now, it's in impound, and somehow, I have a feeling there's going to
be more questions soon enough.” I can hold you for 48 hours without
charging you.” He tapped on the bars. “You better get used to these
bars kid.”
“Please tell them to be careful with my car.” Marty pleaded. “It has
some delicate experimental equipment from Detroit on board.”
McCallister's eyes bored right through him as the tapped his pen on
his clip board. “I didn't think so,” He replied sarcastically. “IF and
when you get out you can reclaim it as long as you have the fine and
the tow charge. I looked through your wallet, all I found was play
money with dates on them like 1980. I don't think ole Frank is going
to take monopoly money.”
“Frank?” The name surprised Marty. “Your tow truck driver's name is
Frank?”
“Ya,” replied officer Bill, Frank Senior, “you know him?”
At that the deputy slightly turned his head and frowned. “You're a
strange kid.”
The Deputy got up, spun his chair back to it's place behind the desk,
gave Marty one last long look, then turned and exited the office
again, shaking his head as he went.
Marty sat back down on the bunk, pulled his legs up, wrapped his
arms around his them, then rested his head on his knees.
**********
Through the tiny window of the jail cell Marty could see that the sun
was now setting. He'd been in that cell all day. He was once again
pacing, even more vigorously. He stopped at the front bars.
(Hollering) Hello! Is anyone out there? I still didn't get my phone call!
A lonely train whistle was blowing and now moved off, fading into the
distance. The mournful sound cut right into Marty's heart and
matched his mood. He sat down against the wall under the window
and began to hum. Then it turned into singing.
His own version of “Folsom Prison Blues.”
It's just that I have seen things that they ain't never seen
While Marty was singing the officer helped the man into his cell. His
head was down the whole time and a black cowboy hat obscured his
face. He seemed drunk enough to barely walk. The song echoed it's
final notes in the walls as Benson helped the man take the guitar off
his back and lay down.
“I'll just set this right here, Johnny,” said Benson to the man as he
propped the guitar up in the corner.
Marty figured this guy must be a local, and probably well liked, if they
were going to let him keep his guitar in jail with him.
The man said nothing back. He just laid his head back and tilted his
hat down over his eyes.
Marty stared out the window into the darkness. Trying to see, what,
he didn't know.
“Can you sing that little diddy for me again?” The man asked without
moving.
It was dark in the cells now, the light from the office wasn't very
strong back there. Marty couldn't really see the guy well, even if he
wasn't hiding his face in his hat, but still there was something familiar
about the voice and about the man. He moved closer to the man's
cell and peered in, straining his eyes.
The man rolled over, and pulled his hat back to reveal his features.
“That sounded real good, son, I'd like to hear it agin.”
“You do?” The man sounded pleased. “I hadn't realized the young
people still liked my kinda sound, although, I do love the rhythm and
blues. You're too young for the honky tonks, so I guess you heard us
at the County Fair?
He got up and grabbed his guitar from the corner, moved back to the
bunk, sat down and started strumming some 12 bar blues.
Marty couldn't believe the coincidence. He was singing Folsom
Prison Blues and in walked Johnny Cash himself.
“So, let's see,” Johnny was almost talking to himself, “how did that
diddy go?” He thought for a second then, slowly, one chord at a time,
played the exact guitar hook intro for the song Folsom Prison Blues,
then started strumming the first E chord to the rhythm of the song as
Marty remembered it.
Marty couldn't help it, he turned away from the window and watched
the great legendary Johnny Cash as he wrote the music for Fulsom
Prison Blues.
Marty shyly began to sing his version of the song, “Hill Valley Blues.”
After the first chorus, however, Johnny stopped playing.
Marty was beside himself as Johnny worked out the material that will
make him famous. “I can't believe I'm watching Johnny Cash write
Folsom Prison Blues” Marty muttered, his eyes glittering with joy.
“Gotta hand it to you Doc,” he said, whispering to the air, “time travel
is pretty damned cool!”
When Johnny got to the part where the solo would be he just played
the rhythm chords. Marty, in the moment, uses his voice to mimic the
lead solo of the guitar, while air guitaring, getting right into the
moment.
Johnny Cash tapped his foot, nodded his head, grinning from ear to
ear and continued to play the rhythm.
Marty hummed out the entire lead solo of the song and Johnny
stopped.
“We got to get together then, when we get outa here! “ Johnny told
him with sincerity, with enthusiasm. “You can show that little lick to
my lead guitarist, if you don't mind?”
“Oh,” said Marty, “I have a feeling he probably can come up with the
same thing on his own. I'm pretty sure about that.”
Johnny Cash got up and, still shaky on his feet, stumbled slightly
over to Marty's side of his cell. He reached his hands through the
bars.
“Name's J.R.” said Johnny, “but, as you already know, my friends just
can call me “Johnny.”
The deputy opened the cell and reached out for it.
“Will do,” said the deputy as he took Lucille, handling her with
respect.
“I'm going to get out of here any minute now, how 'bout you?”
“You don't need one,” said Johnny, “you're with me now and I have
some clout around here.”
“Ya, I can see that,” Marty said, looking around him at the cells they
were in. He just couldn't help his sarcastic tone, even with someone
like Johnny Cash.
There were a few lights on in the mansion and a light glowed on the
front porch.
The three vehicles came to a stop and the rear passenger door of
the lead vehicle opened. Marty stepped out.
Johnny Cash poked his head out, then his arm, and shook Marty's
hand. “You got my number now,” Johnny said as he did so.
Marty nodded.
“Don't hesitate to call me son, if you change your mind about going
out on the road with us.”
Johnny shook his head. “Don't need to, I got a feel for this. You're
destined for great things kid!”
Marty stood and watched as the cars circled around the drive and
pulled away.
Everyone in all three vehicles rolled down their windows and waved
at him and he waved back. They all looked very familiar to Marty.
As they drove away, Marty turned and headed for the front door of
the Brown Estate.
“I gotta hurry,” Marty said to himself, “I don't have much time and
now I don't have a time machine either.”
Marty walked up and knocked on the front door. He waited for what
seems like a very long time. To the left he saw a curtain rustle, as if
someone peeked out. Then without warning the door swung swiftly
open wide and a very young looking Doc Brown appeared.
“Marty!” Doc asked him, in a scolding tone, “what are you doing
here?”
Doc frowned deeply, then dragged Marty into the house and closed
the door behind them.
This was the first time Marty had actually seen the Brown estate
except in the newspaper articles from 1962 that hung on the wall in
Doc's workshop, which recounted the fire of 1955 which had
destroyed it.
The interior rooms were built using multiple types of wood, including
teak, maple, oak, and mahogany. There was a wooden panel in the
entry hall which Doc had once mentioned led to the kitchen. Doc had
described this place so many times Marty felt at home there. He
knew there was a main staircase, and just before that another panel,
adorned with ebony keys that opened to closet space Doc had said
the rooms had a low horizontal shape which, because of the natural
light that filtered through the art glass windows made the entire
interior glow a reddish gold.
Doc had often said, quite fondly that the Estate commanded a “grand
and stately, yet earthy presence.” Marty could now see that he hadn't
been exaggerating at all! It really was quite impressive and Marty
found himself saddened to know it was going to be destroyed, and
this very year.
“What the hell was that on your head?” Marty couldn't help but ask.
Doc stared at him like he had lost his mind. “That's my thought
reader, Marty, we've had this conversation before!” Doc then moved
his face closer to Marty as if examining his pupils. “What's going on
with you Marty, are you messing with me?”
“A thought reader?” Marty is startled. “So that's how you know who I
am, you invented a thought reader?”
Doc scoffed and shook his head. “That's not funny, Marty.” He turned
away and placed the gaudy contraption on his work bench.
“Marty, I have no idea what you are doing here this time,” Doc
scolded him some more, “but you can forget it, I'm done helping you
out of these time jams!”
Marty is once again stunned. “This time? Doc, what are you talking
about, this is my first time, it's not like I have a time travel hobby or
something!”
Doc Brown stopped dead in his tracks and stared at Marty hard
again, then he realized this Marty was telling the truth!
“So you're not the Marty McFly who was here just yesterday, the one
I sent back to 1885? Or the one that was here before that?”
“To get back to the year 1985,” Doc interrupted him, sitting down on
the couch, staring blankly at nothing.
“No! Not that, I need your help to figure out what happened to my
future.”
Doc looked at him hopefully. “So, you're not stranded here in 1955?”
Marty shook his head no, “I have PLENTY of plutonium! You put a
whole case of it in the DeLorean before I … left, well,not you, but the
older, 1985 you!” Marty looks exhausted. “Can I sit down? It's been a
long day!”
As Marty did so, worry creased Doc's forehead again. “Okay, so now
you said there's something wrong with your future? Even if that were
so what in blue blazes am I going to do about it?”
Marty, looking exasperated. “That's what I've been trying to tell you
Doc. “I need a chance to explain.”
“Okay Marty,” Doc gave in, but first a few ground rules.”
“DO NOT tell me ANYTHING about my own future, aside from the
fact that I built that infernal time contraption.” Doc began.
Marty hesitated.
“Okay,” Marty finally, and reluctantly gave in, “I think I can explain
without telling you what happened to you the morning I came back
here.” Marty chose his words wisely.
“Wait,” Doc said holding up his hands. “I'm going to need some tea,
I'm getting a headache.”
When dock had finished with his tea he emerged through the hidden
panel leading to the kitchen. Marty had moved to the lounge chair.
Doc set his tea on the coffee table after taking one more sip, glaring
at Marty like he was a ghost. He sat down on the couch, then he laid
down, placing on his forehead a cold compress he had brought with
him. He listened, seemingly in agony as Marty began his story.
**********
Some time later Marty drew near to the end of his tale he had told,
leaving off the important details of the Libyans and Doc's unfortunate
demise. “So, then I came back here, to 1955, but I got arrested and
they put me in jail with Johnny Cash, and he got me out of jail
because he liked my guitar playing... which he never heard before...
but anyway he drove me here.”
Doc sat up suddenly, tossing the cold rag aside. “Wait a minute, go
back.. you got ARRESTED? And put in JAIL?”
“Here, in 1955, in Hill Valley? And the time machine is here in Hill
Valley now?”
Doc's eyes bug out. “What!?” He jumped up and pulled on his hair.
“IMPOUNDED?”
Marty was confused. “Ya, Doc but I can get it back... I just need to
borrow 100 dollars from you.”
“Well, when you say it like that,” says Marty, “it sounds really bad.”
Doc nodded, his eyes going wide. “The four horsemen of the
apocalypse.”
Marty nodded then looked down. “You warned me about all this.”
Marty was thinking out loud. “You must have somehow known ahead
of time about Libyans, you gave me that warning just before they
shot you!”
Doc who was taking a sip of his tea, lurches forward and spits. “Shot
me? MARTY!”
Marty said “ya, well, you're dead in 1985 Doc, that's one of the
reasons I came back, to warn you!”
Doc, gagging, stands up and puts his hands over his ears. “Marty, I
told you not to reveal to me anything about my direct future beyond
the building of the TIME MACHINE!” He yelled.
Marty looked only partly ashamed. “Oh, ya, my bad, I forgot.” Seeing
Doc's infuriated stare, he looked genuinely sorry, but not really. “It
slipped out, I'm sorry!”
Doc thought about something for a while, his hands on his hips.
Then he went to a drawer and pulled out some torn paper. An
envelope. He started laying the pieces out on the table like a puzzle.
When Doc was done Marty could make out the words on the
envelope.
“You did,” replied Doc, “well the other you, the one who was here
before... twice.”
“Twice?” Marty repeated. “You said that before but I don't get it!”
“Never mind about all this,” Doc said, putting a large book over the
envelope, “we can deal with it later, right now our first priority is to
get that time machine!” He looked at his watch. “It's almost dawn, I
want to be waiting there for him when he opens at 7:00.”
“Ya, well, Doc, I still have a lot of questions and not only that I have
to be somewhere around 8:30 this morning.”
Sensing a fib, Doc responded forcefully, “Marty, I don't like that idea,
even just your presence here in 1955 could have serious
repercussions.”
The impound lot for Hill Valley was actually the local junk yard, and it
was also owned by Frank, who happened to own the towing
company and the Texaco. It was off to the left of the junk yard,
sharing a high, 7 foot chain link fence with barbed wire angled
outward at the top In the front was extra privacy, with large plank
boards covering the chain link. This was located just on the edge of
town, a source of contention to many who did not like the eyesore.
Bright and early, Doc Brown backed a tow vehicle in through the now
open gate. Marty rode shotgun. They stopped just inside the gate
and climbed out. They were in a fenced in court yard with a single
shack at the center. Marty looked around for the DeLorean through
the fencing but didn't see it.
Marty leaned up against the bumper of the rented tow vehicle while
Doc made his way into the attendant shack.
“I'll be right back with your car... or whatever the heck that thing is.”
The crew cut heavy set attendant told them.
“Ya, I'm sure you do,” responded Marty, “but as you may or may not
know that is a highly valuable prop from MGM studios and I'd rather
you didn't drive it.
“Well,” said the attendant, “I don't have a tow vehicle here, and I'd
have to charge you for another tow.
The guy caught it and smiled. “I'll still have to charge you for the
tow.”
He started laughing. “I'm just foolin', man you two need to lighten
up.” The attendant ran past them, jumped in the truck and started it
up. Then he drove it to the back of the court yard, jumped out,
unlocked the inner gate and swung it open, then jumped back into
the truck, tearing out, and throwing gravel as he entered.
“I wouldn't think so,” said Doc. Doc looked away, then gave Marty a
quick sideways glance.
As they waited Marty continued an older conversation they were
having on the way over. “Doc I told you we don't have to tow it back
to your house, it runs good, I just had it tuned up.”
“And I told YOU, Marty” objected Doc, “I can't have you driving a
1985 time around 1955 Hill Valley.”
Marty looked around. “Okay, whatever you say, you're the Doc, Doc.”
Not very long went by and the tow truck reappeared with the
DeLorean. The attendant pulled it right up next to them. Immediately
they both grabbed the canvas tarp they had brought with them, and
before the driver even got out, they were covering the DeLorean.
“The keys are in the truck,” the attendant told them as he walked
back to his shack, fascinated by how seriously they covered the
vehicle.
Marty looked at his watch. “Doc! We have to get going, that thing I
told you about.”
“Marty, I”m not going to say this again,” said Doc, again annoyed at
his persistence, “we are not sure exactly what you did to alter your
future, you coming back here and snooping around in the past can
only lead to disaster!”
“I hear ya, Doc, but it's on the way home anyway. Didn't you say we
have to take the back streets to keep from being seen as much as
possible?”
Doc nodded.
“Well, I know a short cut and it just so happens what I wanted to see
is right along the way.”
“Never mind,” Marty said, giving up. In the back of his mind he
realized that as long as he had plutonium he had all the time in the
world to stop George McFly from being put in a wheel chair.
Doc finished checking the last tie down on the tarp, then leaned on
the tow truck fender, as if exhausted by this tug and pull battle with
Marty. “I can't imagine what I was thinking,” he remarked almost to
himself, “involving a teenager in time travel experiments! I must be
out of my mind in 1985.”
Marty ignored him, jumping into the passenger side of the truck.
Doc Brown moved toward the driver's side door of the tow truck
staring into the sky in lament. He climbed in and Marty climbed in.
Doc then started the truck in silence and pulled away with Marty
looking apprehensively at his watch.
Doc eyed him out of the corner of his eye suspiciously. He hid his
watch and pretended it meant nothing to him.
**********
The old neighborhood, as Marty knew it, in Hill Valley, in 1955 was
not so old. It was a vibrant suburban environment. Little pink and
white houses, lined up like monopoly pieces. Freshly trimmed lawns.
The neighborhood always had a lawn mower going somewhere and
it smelled of fresh cut grass and shrubbery almost year round.
People walked their dogs leisurely and chatted, waving friendly
waves at one another and shouting happy greetings. It was a
Norman Rockwell world. The paperboy was just finishing his rounds,
two cloth satchels, one on either side of his luggage rack behind the
seat. He would reach back and with the expertise of a major league
pitcher toss each paper onto everyone's porch.
George McFly was in a hurry, pedaling his bicycle down the street
like a madman. He was heading to her house. Lorraine Baines. His
new sweetheart. He was dressed in a brown suit coat, matching
pants and a white shirt with a thin black tie. This was George's idea
of a “courting” outfit. It had only been two days since his fateful
encounter with Biff in the parking lot of the school and he was still
very much the nerd he had always been.
Seconds before Biff's car crossed the intersection and would have
rammed into George, coming from the other direction was a tow
truck. Doc's tow truck. Marty saw what was about to go down and
reached over with his foot and stomped on the accelerator.
Doc let out a yell. But before he could stop, the truck rolled into the
intersection, cutting Biff off from his target.
The top was down on Biff's 1946 Ford Super De Luxe. He was
furious. He jumped up and started yelling. “What the HELL is wrong
with you?” He shouted at Doc's tow truck, “You MORON?”
Doc Brown looked out the window at Biff, then, over at George
McFly on his bike, who had stopped and turned to see what was
going on himself. Then he glared at Marty, who smiled apologetically
and innocently at him.
George laid his bike down and out of curiosity began to walk around
the tow truck to see what Biff was yelling at.
Marty saw this and acted fast, opening the truck door and jumping
out, stepping in front of a startled George.
“Calvin?”
Marty jumped in surprise. George of 1985 was right, Calvin was him,
or, the other him anyway. “Hey, George buddy, where ya going?” He
asked his father.
Doc had got out and was apologizing profusely to a Biff who was
growing angrier and angrier that he would not move the truck.
“Well, I'm sorry sir,” said Doc, “but I must have flooded it as I entered
the intersection, she might take a few minutes for the extra fuel to
evaporate.”
On the other side of the truck Marty was almost shoving George
away, back toward his bike. “Listen, George,” said Marty urgently,
“you gotta go right now, take my word for it, you don't want to stick
around.”
George was still trying to find out what was going on with Biff.
Marty ushered him to his bike and picked it up for him, practically
forcing him onto it. “I'm telling you George,” he said, “take my word
for it and trust me, you need to split right now!”
“You can't miss that!” Said Marty practically giving him a shove on
the bike. “I'll talk to you later!” George started slowly pedaling away,
looking back at Marty and the tow truck in complete confusion.
Doc was sitting in the truck pretending to try and start it. He held up
his hands in a helpless gesture.
Biff, saw him and laid off the horn, unable to believe his eyes!
“KLEIN,” Biff screamed pointing at Marty. “You little SHIT, you got
something that belongs to me and I want it back!”
“I don't know what you're talking about, BIFF,” Marty denied, spitting
out the young man's name like it was a swear word, an insult.
Biff looked like he was going to kill Marty. He quickly stomped over to
the much smaller kid. He stopped just short of slamming his chest
into Marty's face, as he saw Doc getting out of the truck, as if seeing
him for the first time.
Suddenly, Doc didn't look like some helpless stupid old codger
anymore.
Biff pointed at Doc and shouted, “You had something to do with all
this I'm betting!”
Biff turned his attention back to Marty and shoved him hard. He
stumbled backwards but never lost his balance and never fell.
“Ya, you punks” a large man in a white body shirt holding a wrench
shouted, “why don't you guys pick on someone your own size.”
One of the henchmen punched his fist. “That's the kissing disease
Biff, this queer wants to kiss you.”
Marty explained to the big oaf. “That means just you and me man to
man Biff, right here right now!”
Biff smirked at the suggestion. His voice went low. “You mean man to
dwarf,” said Biff. His hencmen laughed. “Alright, twerp, you've been
asking for this ever since I met you.”
“Ya, sure you will.” Biff laughed, then the smile dropped to a
menacing frown. “You BETTER!”
Marty went over to Doc.
Doc whispered, “Marty are you sure you know what you're doing
fighting that animal? . Plus, think of what you could be doing to the
timeline!”
“Yes, Doc, I'm sure, and believe me, that's exactly what I'm thinking
about.
“No one has ever put this asshole in his place,” Marty said, defiantly,
“it's high time he had a good ass whoopin, and I believe I'm the one
to do it!
“C'mon runt, let's get to it.” Biff taunted. “What are you chicken?”
Doc looked back at Marty who was now seething. He nodded and
made a gesture as if to say, “be my guest.” “Knock his block off!” Doc
told him.
Marty hiked up his already rolled sleeves even further, turned and
approached Biff boldly.
Biff just smirked and ripped his shirt off, handing it to one of his
henchmen.
A small crowd was now gathered in a small circle around Biff and
Marty.
The guy in the body shirt shouted to Doc, “I got 20 says the little guy
gets creamed.”
Doc looked at him then said, “you got a bet, mister.” The man
stepped over and he and Doc shook on the bet, while Marty and Biff
were squaring off, moving around each other in a circle. .
One of his henchmen heard Marty and laughed, “hear that Biff, told
you the kid was a fairy, talking about butterflies and bees...”
Biff didn't look away, he just got madder and madder as Marty kept
dancing around him.
Marty obliged him, stopping and holding his fists in block position. He
took one hand and made a “come get me” gesture to Biff.”
His typical gloating, he was used to winning his fights with one
punch.
“Well, I'd suggest you get IN practice” Doc suggested, “and fast.”
Marty nodded. “I think your right.” “he put up his dukes again.
“Hey!” He yelled at Biff. The big man's back was to him, as if he were
leaving.
“We aren't done yet!” Said Marty. “I'd say this party is just getting
started!”
“Well bring it on butt wipe!” Said Biff as he moved in, fists at the
ready.
This time Marty doesn't just stand there and get hit.
Biff tried to deck him straight on but Marty dodged the blow easily,
coming back with a right cross that connected surprisingly hard for a
little guy.
Biff took a wild jab at Marty with his left and this was a huge mistake
because Marty took advantage of his greater height and ducked
down, moved in under the swing and delivered a left and a right to
his chin then a quick left, right left to his abdomen.
Biff crumpled over and Marty stepped back, just in time because Biff
reached out with his mighty right arm and almost clocked him.
Marty danced to the left of Biff then almost got behind him,
completely disorienting the big lout.
As Biff swung around to face him and take another poke, Marty did a
little jig, which confuses Biff just long enough for him to deliver five
more devastating blows.
Now Marty was dancing around Biff and the big man just looked
awkward, like a clumsy oaf swinging wildly and missing.
Biff never connected another blow. Marty was just too damned fast.
In the end Marty backed up, surveying the bloody face of Biff
Tannen, who'd finally met his match and was standing there, dazed,
confused, panting hard with exhaustion trying to keep up with this
little dynamo.
“Biff, bloody and battered wiped his face and scowled.” Then he put
his head down and charged Marty like a bull.
But Marty was ready for that. He dodged to the side and gave the big
man a shove with his right arm. This threw Biff off balance and he
ran, headlong, into the side of the tow truck.
The crowd moaned and Doc and Marty winced.
“That's gonna leave a mark,” Marty said, as Biff fell, flat on his face,
unconscious.
Doc and the body shirt man settled up on their bet, then Doc stepped
forward and held Marty's hand up like a champion at the end of a
title match.
Marty looked around at the crowd and saw George and Lorraine
standing there. Lorrain was clapping wildly with the rest of the crowd,
but George was not clapping very enthusiastically.
The girl only smiled and nodded in agreement and then giggled,
looking around at the people who are now looking at them because
of Lorraine's remark. Lorraine blushed then hungrily stared at Marty.
Doc and Marty share a look, and Doc raised his eyebrows.
As they climbed into the tow truck, Lorraine hurriedly left George
gawking on the sidewalk and chased after Marty.
“Hi Calvin... Marty,” she said, “it's good to see you again.”
“”Okay,” she looked down a bit disappointed. “When will I see you
again?”
Doc cleared his throat and Marty looked at him. “I'll see you around
sometime.” He told her, and closed the door.
Doc glared at him. “You know, she's never going to give up now,
you're her 'dreamboat.”
Marty's eyes grew wide, it was now dawning on him what he had
done. He looked out the window as Doc pulled away. George and
Lorraine were walking together and he could tell that she was
gushing on and on, not about George.
Marty looked Doc's garage over with some interest. This was the
same building that, in 1985 was Doc's home and workshop. It was
hard to fathom that in just 30 years a Burger King would sit, just a
few feet away from where they now stood. There were no shelves in
there, no clocks, no crazy gadgets. It was just a typical garage.
The DeLorean was parked and still covered. Marty sat in a lawn
chair, holding the “Save the clock tower flyer” and looking longingly
at Jennifer's note. It seemed like a lifetime away.
“Doc, isn't it strange that when I went back to 1985, Jennifer didn't
even really know me? I was just some kid in a band.”
“It's probably for the best. You might have discovered that she and
you don't have any chemistry in this reality. Maybe she's dating your
worst enemy.”
“Oh!” It was all he could say to that, still staring at the flier.
Marty got up and went over to the bench. Doc had taken the pieces
of the letter out of the mysterious envelope with Marty's handwriting
on it, and he had taped them together so that the letter was now
readable.
Doc said, “if I'm right about this, this letter will warn me about being
shot in 1985!”
Marty still didn't understand. “Okay, Doc but what will that prove?”
“Nothing really, but it might suggest that had you never come back
here and spilled the beans about it I might not have ever read this
letter.”
“Marty, don't you see?” Doc explained patiently. “I know for a fact
that I survived in 1985 because I go to 2015, the time machine is
stolen from me, we get it back, we and the other Marty came back
here to 1955 to get a book away from Biff.
“Precisely. Once you got the book back,, the other you, I got struck,
the other me got struck by lightning and went to 1885.”
“Oh, okay,” said Marty, beginning to see. “So, you're saying that
none of that would have happened if you didn't survive, so you were
SUPPOSED to read this letter, if it warns you about the Libyans.”
Doc nods. But I assure you Marty, I had no intention of ever reading
this letter, until you came along!
“Which is?”
Marty nods.
Doc continued, “just like you said, I was meant to read this letter, I
was not supposed to read this letter and I wouldn't have until you let
is slip about the Libyans. You're indiscretion rendered my reading of
the letter moot.”
“If you weren't going to ever read it,” Marty inquired, “why did you
keep it?”
Marty shook his head. “I sort of get it Doc, but not really, sorry.”
“It suggests, my boy, that at least in another reality you did come
here, just like you're doing now, and let it slip.”
Doc sighed. “Marty, I believe that is precisely why things changed for
you. You came back immediately.”
Doc was a born teacher, and he led Marty along in his theory with
the patience of a saint. “Since you proceeded back to the future
immediately,' Doc further explained, “you never came here, told me
about the terrorists and had me read the letter. So, when you got
back there I was dead! If I'm right, when you go back now, I will have
taken some sort of precautions to prevent being killed that night.”
“You would do that?” Marty seemed honestly surprised, “after all that
talk about not messing with the space time continuum?”
“What, you think I am going to let myself get shot?” Doc asked.
“Marty you must know me better than that by now!”
“So you buy a bullet proof vest some day, that's all” Marty blurts.
“Armor? I don't think so, too heavy and bulky.” Doc dismissed the
suggestion.
“No, Doc” Marty explained, “in 1985 they have lightweight vests, light
as a regular jacket but they stop bullets, you can even wear them
under your shirt.”
Doc's eyes lit up. “Everyone has bullet proof vests... makes sense,
with all the rampant crime.”
Doc's eyes lit up. “Everyone has bullet proof vests... makes sense,
with all the rampant crime.”
Marty let that go, with a shake of the head. “So, what you're saying is
that I'm not messing with the timeline, by coming back here, I'm
supposed to be here!” Marty asked in amazement.
“That's not exactly right, ” Doc said dryly, “it's a bit more complicated
than that.”
Marty pulled out his wallet and handed over the Disney Land photo
of he and his siblings.
When Doc inspected it under the light with his magnifier he hissed,
shook his head, and exclaimed, “Damn!”
Marty, alarmed, grabbed the picture back and the magnifier and
looked at it himself.
“It's just as I suspected,” said Doc, wandering off, his hands on his
hips, deeply disturbed.
“Wait a minute Doc,” said Marty in alarm, “my brother Dave's head is
starting to disappear in the picture!”
Doc Brown slapped his hands to his sides. “Of course it is” he said in
frustration.
“Woah, now wait a minute Doc.” Marty followed Doc who is just
wandering aimlessly around the garage now. “How is that possible I
haven't done anything!”
Doc shakes his head in irritation. “Marty focus, never mind all that.”
Doc paces angrily. “It makes perfect sense Marty, your mother was
amorously infatuated with the other Marty, he barely got your parents
back together I told you this entire story.”
“Ya, ya, the dance and dad decking Biff, but those things still
happened right?”
“Yes,” Doc is trying not to lose his patience, “we haven't changed the
past Marty, we've altered the future even more. You saw how your
mother reacted to your victory, I'm afraid she's forgetting all about
poor meek George McFly, she's found a Knight in shining armor who
can 'protect the woman he loves.” Doc slaps his sides again and sits
down. Glaring at Marty in total frustration.
“Woah, this is heavy Doc, you're saying my mom has the hots for
me.”
“Yes, yes, we've had this conversation before,” Doc is peeved now,
“we have to figure out a way to fix this Marty, or the future that we've
already seen, the future that the original Marty experienced is going
to go away and maybe he might even be erased! Who knows what
repercussions can come of this one tiny change to the timeline. Like
when a butterfly's wings fluttering results in a huge storm some day.”
“The butterfly effect, ya, you spoke of that before,” Marty says, “the
other you back in 1985.”
“Marty, I'm afraid you haven't fixed a thing. You are going to have to
figure a way to get your mother to fall in love with your father all over
again, she needs to forget about you and see only him!”
“So, I'll just disappear. I'll go away and never come back.”
Doc shakes his head. “That won't work, Marty, if that could work your
plans to go immediately back to the future from here would have
fixed the problem.”
“Marty, I'm afraid you're stuck here for the time being. I don't know
how long you have until you vanish completely from the timeline. You
are going to have to use that time here to work to get your parents
back together and get your mother to forget all about you as a
potential mate!”
“Don't say it like that Doc” protests Marty, “it's really creepy!”
“Well, that's the truth as I see it! There has to be a pivotal moment, a
boiling point as you will,” Doc is thinking out loud.
“OH!” Says Marty, the light finally coming on in his head. “Like the
FIRE!”
“Hmmm,” Doc thinks about this. “Do you know the circumstances of
this fire?”
“NO! Dad would never talk about it.” Marty sits down, sad that he
doesn't know more.
Suddenly Marty remembers something and his eyes light up. “Doc,
wait, I have an idea.” He runs to the Delorean and unties the tarp
lifting it up enough to open the door. He climbs half in and when he
re-emerges he has the JVC GR-C1U Movie Recorder in his hand.
When he approaches Doc, the scientist puts up his hand.
“That's the ripple effect,” Doc says, just as your siblings are
disappearing from your family photo, any change you make back
here now will be overwritten in the future. All because of a quantum
entanglement.”
“So,” said Marty, lifting the camera up and looking through the
electronic viewfinder display. He rewinds it with one hand without
looking. What he sees is nonsensical. It's like two different movies
double exposed over each other. “I can't make sense of this,” he
says, I see my dad and he's not in a wheel chair anymore, I see me,
my mom is barely visible, fading out, my brother, with the top of his
head gone, and my sister, but my dad is acting like no one is in the
room with him.” Marty stops and stares at Doc in confusion.
Doc, without looking in the camera, moves away and leans on the
work bench. Sounding exhausted he explains. “Of course your father
is not in a wheel chair because we're past that boiling point in time.
It's been overwritten. Your family members are fading because we
haven't yet reached the boiling point of when your parents finally
commit to each other. You are still caught in the quantum
entanglement created by Biff getting his hands on that book!”
Doc sighed again. “It means your mother and your father never end
up together in this new timeline, you've permanently damaged their
future together. They probably don't even speak!
Doc goes over to him and puts both hands on his shoulders. “Marty
you have to face facts, your entire family's future depends on what
you do here in 1955 now.” Doc stopped, his eyes bulge and he has a
“eureka” moment.
“Precisely.”
“Doc, how is that even possible, isn't that sort of like some kind of
destiny?”
“This is the original timeline, from which the original Marty came.”
Doc expounded. He tapped on the end of the line with his chalk.
“This is the present.” He waved the chalk around at the empty space
beyond the line. “This empty space ahead of the line is the future, it's
a “blank slate.” As each decision is made and each event occurs,
another possible future springs forth from the present. “Doc began
making numerous other lines that spread off from the end of the first
line in a fan shape. “Each one of these possible futures exists
separately, and each event sequence creates “another world” within
the universe, all of these possible worlds and future timelines co-
exist with each other, separately.”
Doc tapped the end of the single line again where the other lines fan
off. “This present represents the point in time after the first Marty's
interference, and after George decks Biff at the dance. Because of
where your future sprang from, of course your history includes the
events created by the original Marty, you are a PRODUCT of the
quantum entanglement. Even though it has since been corrected,
you are still caught in it's ripple effect! You're future sprang forth from
the moment in time somewhere AFTER you go back to 1955 the first
time.”
Doc took a different colored chalk and drew another line. “You and
the family you know are on a timeline that was started AFTER the
events that are happening now. When you went back to 1955 the
first time you proceeded to the most logical and probable of futures
from THAT moment in time.”
“It doesn't matter,” said Doc, “you may not understand it fully, heck,
I'm not even sure that I do. All you need to know is that if you want to
get back to the future you remember (or one identical to it) you have
to recreate the circumstances that created your reality and then you
can proceed down that path to it's logical conclusion.”
“So, you're saying that even though I wasn't born yet I created my
own future here in 1955?”
Doc put down the chalk. “There's just one problem now, Marty,” he
looked at the young man with sympathy, “I believe your rash decision
to confront Biff the way you did has created an entirely new future,
you've somehow interfered with the natural course of your parents'
relationship. This fire of which you speak, it sounds like that was a
pivotal moment in your parents' lives and led to their long happy
marriage, evidently that never happens now because of your fight
with Biff. We need to know more.”
“So why don't I just use the time machine to go back in time and stop
myself from making this mistake, save George some other way?”
“Absolutely not!” Doc glared at him. “Marty, have you learned nothing
yet? More time travel to fix the problems of time travel will only result
in further pollution of the time stream. You could end up recreating
the quantum entanglement that got us both here, tearing a rift in the
space/time continuum.”
“I could go to the future in the time machine and find out what
happens.” Marty suggested hopefully.
“It won't work,” Doc tells him flatly. “Any future you go to from here is
a future where those events didn't happen, and where you don't
exist.”
“Besides,” Doc added, “since you don't exist in the future if you go
there now chances are you will jump past the boiling point in which
case all you have done is fast forward to a moment when you don't
exist. You'll vanish instantly. You can't exist past the critical moment
in which your fate is decided.”
“But you could probably go, right? Asks Marty and you could find out
what actually happens, or doesn't happen, you can find out why I
don't exist.”
“No, Marty because the future is not written yet. If I go into the time
machine and proceed to the future I only go to the most probable
extrapolation of events from the very moment I leave to go forward.”
“So how do we find out about the fire?” Marty is totally frustrated.
“No, Marty, you just can't bank on making the fire happen. Besides,
even if you did know the exact circumstances, what would you do,
light a fire somewhere, put people's lives at risk, hope your father
saves them?”
“I see,” said Marty, “so I'm just going to have to forget about that fire
and find some new way to make my mother look at my father like
some sort of hero.”
“Exactly!” Doc agreed, happy that Marty finally got it. “You're going to
have to go back to High School,” Doc informs him flatly, “thankfully,
you're technically already enrolled as my nephew, Calvin Martin
Klein.”
“I'll graduate 12 years before I'm even born! That's going to be hard
to explain on a resume' Doc!”
Doc nods at this. “Of course, that's assuming you aren't erased
before that.”
“You're welcome.”
15. A BRAND NEW GEORGE
It was a bright and sunny day in Hill Valley. The birds were singing in
the town square, squirrels ran across the lawn. People were out
shopping and going in and out of Lou's Diner. George and Marty
walked together down the sidewalk, past the Diner, to a small shop
called “Ruth's Frock Shop.”
As they approach the entrance George stopped at the doorway as
if afraid of it.
“I don't understand what we're doing here,” complained George.
“Listen, George,” replied Marty, “I already told you, I came into
some extra money recently and I want to spend it on my bud.”
He slapped his hand on George's shoulder, who flinched then
shook his head. “But I don't understand why you want to buy me
clothes. What's wrong with mine?”
Marty looks at his clothes, frowning, then, realizes he's offending
his young father. “Nothing, nothing at all George, but there's always
room for improvement, right? He took his father by the arm and
began to usher him into the store. “Wouldn't you like to have some
really great threads to wear, so you can impress Lorraine with them.”
“Clothes don't make the man,” George said with conviction.
“Besides, If Lorraine isn't impressed with me, she's not going to be
impressed with my clothes,” He pontificated. “You can never judge a
book by it's cover.”
“Ya, ya,” Marty said practically dragging him into the store, “you're
a walking encyclopedia of warn out cliche's George. “If you keep
believing that you'll never get anywhere in life. George haven't you
ever heard the saying 'dress for success?”
That caught George's interest, “no, I haven't, where did you hear
that, is that Dale Carnegie?”
“Sure, it's whoever you want it to be,” said Marty.
“Dress for success” George repeated as Marty led him over to the
men's section of the store. He pulled out his little black book and
jotted it down for future reference. “Dress for success.” That's really
good Marty.
“Ya, ya... it's Hemmingway.
“I thought you said it was Carnagie.”
“Nevermind that George,” Marty said, trying not to get flustered.
“Now remember what I said. Money is no object buddy, pick out
whatever you like, the sky's the limit.”
George looked around. “I don't know, nothing looks like it's in my
size.” He started to walk away.
Just then a slick salesman stepped up (having heard Marty say
something about money being no object).
“Nonsense!” Said the salesman, sizing George up and down. He
smelled a big fish. “We've got plenty of duds in your size.”
“I don't wear duds,” said George, “I like comfortable clothes.”
“These are VERY comfortable” Marty assured him.
“Well, do you want me to dress like you or something?” Asked
George?
Marty hesitated. “Well, no George, that would just be weird now
wouldn't it?”
“This whole thing is weird if you ask me,” George grumbled.
The salesman looked at Marty's attire and laughed, then said to
George, “No, no, that will never do for you!” He coaxed George away
from Marty. “You're much too distinguished and debonair to dress
like that beatnick!”
“Hey, I'm debonair...” Marty objected.
The salesman looked back and made a shewing motion to him.
Marty took the hint and let the guy work his magic on George.
The salesman began to show him some really nice shoes. Marty
called after the salesman, “he needs the whole ball of wax and make
him look hip.”
George doesn't like the sound of that. “I don't want to look, “hip...”
The salesman looked back at Marty questioningly and Marty
mouths the word... “hip,” and holds up a wad of cash. The salesman
grinned wickedly then went to a pair of Sullivan slip on boat shoes,
white and brown.
Marty hung back for a while and began to browse a bit himself. He
kind of tugged at a dress, he recognized it as the same exact dress
his mother always had hanging in her closet, or it was just like it. He
muttered. “My mom had one like this.” Looking up he sees a woman
shopping staring at him oddly.
“My mom has one just like it,” he explained in embarrassment.
The woman just said, “mm hmmm.”
He blushed, put his hands in his pockets, turned and walked
outside. Standing there in the doorway he looked around.
There were plenty of people hustling and bustling here and there
in the late afternoon.
“Marty!” He heard a familiar voice and turned. His mother. She
stepped right up to him, looking at him like he was a movie star. The
girl with her, Babs, was trying not to giggle and she too is giving
Marty quick short looks of admiration.
“Oh, Lorraine, hi,” Marty said nervously.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
“Oh, just hanging out.” Is all he could think to say.
“In front of a clothing store?”
“Well, ya, I was thinking of... buying some... clothes.”
“Well, that makes sense,” she said, but I think your clothes are
just dreamy!”
She moved in closer and he blushed, backing up against the store
window.
“I haven't seen you much in school.” She said, in a sultry voice.
“I've been busy.” Marty replied, taking a quick glance back in the
store to make sure George doesn't see him talking to Lorraine.
“We never got to finish our date.” Lorraine said, moving a bit
closer and dropping her voice low.
“Ya, well, I thought you and George were an item now.”
“Well, like I said, he's kind of cute and all, and he's very smart, but
I like a man who can handle himself in a jam. You know, protect the
one he loves.”
“George can handle himself!” Marty defended his future father.
“Remember what he did to Biff at the dance.”
“Yes, I remember,” said Lorraine, “and I do appreciate it, but I
think maybe that was just a lucky punch.”
Marty was visibly uncomfortable.
“You fight like a professional boxer.” Lorraine moved closer. “I like
strong...” closer she moved as Marty squeezed himself further back
against the glass, “...athletic...” even closer “...men.”
“I never knew that about you,” he said, pinned up and turning beet
red.
“There's a lot you don't know about me Calvin Marty Klein!”
“Ya, well, I thought you kinda thought of me as more like a brother,
remember?”
“Well, brothers and sisters don't date each other at school dances,
and make out in the parking lot, silly,” said Lorraine, backing off and
looking a bit miffed. “That would be gross.”
“Really gross,” babs chimed in, glaring at Marty with some
disgust.
“Oh,” he laughed nervously, “I guess you have a point there, but
we really didn't make out, did we?” Marty countered.
“There's plenty of time for that,” said Lorraine, as she pulled some
lipstick out of her purse and a mirror and began freshening up, as if
in preparation.
Babs stood there giggling.
Marty looked into the shop and saw that it's possible George may
be finished. The salesman was putting stuff in boxes and he waved
at Marty to come in.
“Listen,” he said, inching past her toward the door, “I really gotta
go but I'll see ya in school okay?”
She looked totally disappointed and confused by his avoidance.
“Sure! We can sit together in the lunch room if you want.”
He nodded and ducked back into the store.
Lorraine and Babs continue walking. “I never seen a boy play so
hard to get before,” said Lorraine in frustration.
“Ya, but it's kind of, sexy...” Babs remarked.
Lorraine giggled. “Yes, it is, very. He's so shy, it drives me crazy!
But I can work with that!”
“I know you CAN,” said Babs.
They both laughed together as they walked away.
Luckily, George was around a corner from the cash register and
from his angle he could not see the provocative exchange between
Marty and Lorraine.
**********
She and Marty shared a look, then Marty turned and saw that
George was nowhere in sight anymore. “Dammit, George” he
muttered, “you are one slippery eel.” He headed down the black and
white checkered marble hallway looking for his father.
16. MOVE LIKE A BUTTERLY EFFECT STING LIKE A MCFLY
Marty sat with Doc at the dinner table. Neither one of them spoke
much as they ate meatloaf. Marty was never crazy about meatloaf,
but he had to admit, Doc Brown had a secret talent, he could actually
cook. Who knew? The only sound was the clanking of forks against
plates. It had been almost 2 weeks since Marty started going to Hill
Valley High School and he was still trying to figure out how to get his
mother interested in his father again.
“I know, I know,” Marty admitted. “Doc, I'm pulling my hair out here.
She won't even look at my old man anymore, she just follows me
around and the more I ignore her the more she seems to be
interested in me! I've never seen anything like it!
“Yes, Marty! No wonder you only ever had one girlfriend. It drives
women crazy when you make yourself unavailable! They will hunt
you! It's in their nature.”
“Get outa town, Doc!” Marty couldn't believe his ears. “Are you telling
me you know about women too?
Doc put down his fork in disgust. “Marty, I'm not a eunuch. I have
had a few romances in my life. But in point of fact no one knows
about women, they are the universe's greatest mystery.”
Marty truly was surprised, this was a side of Doc Brown Marty had
never seen.
“Never mind that, we need to talk about your failure to get your
mother to lose interest in you and your failure to figure out how to
make your father more appealing to her.
“Doc,” Marty said, “these two are nothing like my parents, they look
like my parents, they sound like my parents, and now they both
dress like my parents, but trust me, they are NOT my parents.”
“No before that,” Doc said urgently, “what was that you said before?”
Confused Marty thought back. “I said they look like my parents, they
sound like my parents, and now they both dress like my parents...”
“That's it!” Doc said, excitedly. “Why do you say NOW they both
dress like your parents?”
“So, you are the one who taught your father how...”
“How to dress!” Marty finished his sentence, straightening in his
chair. My dad got his style from me? Doc, that's crazy! How is that
even possible? As far back as I can remember my father liked the
same style clothes, a bit outdated but he wore them well!”
“From all that I understand about the universe,” said Doc ominously,
“it shouldn't be possible!”
“I don't know,” the Doc told him, “I need time to think about this.”
As Marty was drying the dishes and handing them to the Doc, who
then put them away, Doc brown suddenly stopped in his tracks and
smiled at Marty.
“I think I have it,” the Doc replied, “but I need to know more about
your father to be sure.”
“My dad got me started in boxing,” Marty blurted out. “He said he
“dabbled' a little in High School. A friend got him interested in it!”
**********
George McFly's garage was small and dark and extremely cluttered.
It didn't look like a car had parked in there in years. Marty and
George were both dressed in athletic wear. Marty finished hanging a
boxing speed bag from a low hanging rafter near the far wall. George
was taking halfhearted pokes at a nearby punching bag. Marty let
the speed bag hang and began to hit it in a perfect rhythm. George
watched him intently.
“No, George, I know for a FACT that you ARE.” Said Marty. He
walked over to him while taking off his boxing gloves, then steered
him to the speed bag . “You can accomplish anything if you put your
mind to it.”
George half heartedly banged on the speed bag with his closed fists
and quickly lost rhythm as it swung around wildly in a circle.
“No,” Marty instructed him gently, “you have to open your hands,
don't make a fist.” He demonstrated, starting slowly. “Hit in small
circles and count to yourself like your marching, left, left, left, right,
left.”
“Here put your gloves back on,” Marty said, handing them to him.
He complied.
Marty moved to the 60 pounder and hugged it. “Okay, George, now
come over here and hit this thing as hard as you can hit it.”
George was now quite irritated and he took it out on the punching
bag. Marty was actually knocked back a bit.
George looked down, almost ashamed. “I only did what I had to do.”
“No, George, don't apologize, dammit!” Marty went over to him and
grabbed his arms. “Don't ever apologize for sticking up for yourself,
or the woman you love.” George blushed and looked down again.
“I hardly know her,” said George sheepishly.
“Listen, George, I don't know how much time I have here so we have
got to really concentrate on this stuff.” Marty put on his own gloves.
“Okay, George show me the fighting stance I taught you.”
George lifted up his arms and and slightly spread his legs apart
awkwardly. Attempting to balance himself the way Marty showed him
earlier.
Marty stopped, put his arms down and moved toward George,
looking down. He took his left foot and guided George's feet into a
better stance. Then he backed up, rubbed his glove against the side
of his nose, and got back into boxing stance.
George hesitated.
“Hey McFly,” Marty does his best Biff impression, “I thought I told you
never to come in here!”
Marty put his gloves down. “George, you gotta take this seriously if
you're going to learn to fight.”
“That's just it,” says George, “maybe I don't want to learn to fight.
Maybe I don't have to fight to be a man! MAYBE, it takes a bigger
man to WALK AWAY!”
“Ya, but George, you gotta be able to defend yourself. Your life just
might depend on it some day. Heck, maybe someday Lorraine's life
might depend on it. Or even...” he hesitated to say it, “even mine!”
George picked up his gloves again, reluctantly, and the two young
men circled each other. He took a few half hearted stabs at him.
Marty blocked and dodged them easily. But he smiled. “Good,” Marty
encouraged him, “real good George, you're a natural, it's probably in
your blood! Go ahead, try to breach my defenses.”
“C'mon George,” Marty egged him on, ““Hello, McFly! Think McFly..
think, I gotta have time to recopy...”
He sprung to his feet. “That's what I'm talking about, George, you
could be a great fighter!”
Marty puts his arm on his shoulder. “Women dig both.” Marty said
matter of factly. “Or at least one woman I know does.”
George moved away toward the exit at this. “You're always trying to
push her on me, why is that?”
That night Marty McFly slunk through his father's neighborhood like
a cat burglar carrying a stuffed backpack. He was desperate. He had
tried for weeks to get his mother to fall back in love with his father
neither of them were cooperating. Desperate times call for desperate
measures, he'd heard once. It was just past midnight when he
arrived, there. He went through the back yard. Several dogs were
barking in the distance, but other than that nothing was stirring in this
part of Hill Valley this late at night.
Marty stopped at the back door, praying that his grandparents hadn't
changed much over the years. There was a large white rock to the
left of the back door. “Bingo,” Marty whispered to himself. He lifted
the rock and there it was, the spare house key. “Thank God that old
habits die hard in the McFly family.” He said to himself.
He then set the backpack on the ground and began laying out the
contents. First, his yellow radiation suit, then an electric hair dryer
taken from 1985 Doc Brown's suitcase. A Walkman radio with
headphones. Check. An Edward VanHalen Cassette. Check. He was
ready.
George was sleeping soundly in his bed when Marty crept in and
made his way to the foot of the bed, towering above in his yellow
suit. He had wrapped his belt around his waist and tucked the hair
dryer under it like a holster. He took out the Walkman. It was difficult
to insert the VanHalen cassette in wearing the heavy radiation
gloves but he finally managed it.
Marty took the headphones, plugged them into the Walkman, went
over to the side of the bed, and gently placed them over the ears of
the sleeping George. Readying himself, he cranked the volume on
the Walkman and then hit play.
Marty hit play again and the music didn't seem to startle George, it
only appeared to make him more angry.
George ripped the headphones off of his head and jumped out of
bed. “The LAST time you said you were from the planet Vulcan!” He
screamed, lunging at Marty. In doing so he knocked the walkman
right from his hand.
Marty began to regret giving George boxing lessons because the kid
could hit hard. He was feeling his punches right through the
protective helmet.
George somehow got a good grip on the head covering and ripped it
right off of Marty's head. His father stepped backward gaping at him
in shock and outrage. “YOU!” He wailed. “IT WAS YOU ALL
ALONG!”
“Just take that... thing,” George pointed at the walkman and the
headphones, “whatever the hell that thing is, and get the HELL out of
my house before I call the police!”
Marty could hear his grandfather scrambling for the gun case down
the hall. His grandmother was shouting something about the phone.
Marty reached down, grabbed his Walkman and jumped out the
second story window, feet first. He landed and did a roll. His
Walkman and the hair dryer went flying across the lawn. He
stumbled up and scrambled to gather them up. Inside he could see
the lights going on inside and hear his father explaining to his
grandparents that he was just having another nightmare.
**********
Back at the Brown Estate, Marty came in, confused and upset, still
wearing the suit, with the hood under his arm. Doc was waiting there
in the workshop/garage. He was holding a magnifying glass staring
at something. He looked up at Marty, quizzically.
“It's a long story Doc,” Marty replied abruptly, “needless to say, I think
I really blew it this time with my Dad. I bet he never talks to me
again.”
Marty looked and his brother Dave was completely gone. “Holy shit!”
Marty exclaimed.
“It's been almost three weeks now since the fight with Biff and you've
made no progress at all getting your parents to interact in a
meaningful way!”
“I know, “ Marty shook his head, “you don't have to remind me. In
fact, I think I might be making things worse.”
“It appears to me, Marty, that your only chance now may be to see to
it that the future unfolds exactly the way it did before.”
“I told you, Doc, I don't have a clue about the fire,” Marty said,
moving away and resting on the DeLorean. “My parents would never
talk about it in detail.”
“You don't even know the location?”
“No!”
Doc shook his head, frustrated. “Well then, you may have to pick a
place, start a fire yourself, and arrange for your father to be there.”
“Barring that,” Doc said, ignoring Marty's surprise, “the best you can
do is keep up with your efforts.”
“My mom? Doc, are you crazy, my mom is all over me every time I
turn around, I can't encourage her, you said so yourself!”
“I didn't say encourage her,” Doc explained gravely, “you might have
to discourage her.”
“Not mean,” Doc suggested, “not necessarily mean, just, well, maybe
not at first, but you have to show her that you're a complete loser
and that compared to George you are a bad seed.”
“Doc, I don't know if that's going to work, I'm starting to think that my
mom goes for the bad boys.”
Doc thinks this over. “It's Hollywood! They glorify rebels. The James
Dean syndrome, I call it.”
“Ya,” Marty agreed, “Doc she told me that James Dean is her favorite
actor.”
“Then you have to be less James Dean and more James Cagney. “
“Marty,” Doc said ominously, “the way I see it you have about a week
to get your mother to respect your father and forget about Calvin
Klein, or your entire future is history!”
18. THE REVELATION
Down the hall, another kid walked past George and with an evil grin
slapped him on the back and said, “Hey McFly how's it goin?”
Marty started to move forward, seeing the kid has just put a “kick
me” sign on George's back, but before he could say or do anything,
George McFly grabbed the sign off his back and pinned it to the kid's
chest. “You leave me alone too, I'm sick of these juvenile pranks.”
Marty stopped again, his eyes glowing with pride. It dawned on him
that George was transforming himself. He was no longer the
sniveling coward, the brunt of all the other kid's jokes.
“Maybe there's hope for you yet George McFly,” Marty muttered.
“Hello Marty.” He heard a sweet voice behind him. His head dropped
and he turned around. It was, of course, Lorraine.
His eyes narrowed. She was smiling up at him so sweetly. This was
going to be difficult but it had to be done. He sighed, took a deep
breath, then steeled himself.
“Get lost,” he said to Lorraine and stomped away himself leaving her
looking confused and crushed.
Once, in the gymnasium, Marty made the team captain pick George
for their team (who was just standing there with 3 other nerdy kids).
George glared at Marty and then left the Gym floor, heading for the
lockers.
In the cafeteria, Biff once stomped over toward where George was
sitting and Marty stepped in between them.
Biff slunk away trying to act like he was just walking past anyway.
One day after school, as Marty walked down the steps, Lorraine and
a friend approach him. He glares at her, turned, and walked the other
way. She stopped, looks puzzled, then, embarrassed she walked
another direction.
Again the cafeteria, Marty tried to sit next to George for lunch.
George picked up his tray and moved to another table. Marty
dropped his head sadly. The time of the fire, the “boiling point” as
Doc referred to it, was fast approaching and Marty was failing
miserably. It was taking it's toll on him.
Early one morning Doc Brown came out of the front door of his
mansion, followed by Marty. Doc was taking him to school.
“Marty, you're going about this all wrong.” Said Doc. “Maybe you
should just talk to Lorraine. Try to reason with her. Tell her that she's
selling George short.”
“Put your cards on the table,” said Doc as he unlocked the door to
his car.
Marty was not sold on this idea. “I don't know Doc, it sounds unlikely
she'll listen.”
“May I remind you,” said Doc, “that your family has almost vanished
from that photograph, which means, the date of this supposed fire
could be any time now. It could be today!”
Not far away, Biff lurked in the shadows watching them get in the car
and leave. He waited until the car was out of sight then he ran, half
crouching, toward the garage. He tried the door and it was unlocked.
He smiled evilly to himself and entered. Immediately he saw the
canvas covered DeLorean. He walked over to it and lifted up one
end of the canvas.
Biff marvels. “What have we here?” He asked himself. Then he
frowned. “Hey, there's something familiar about this thing.” He let go
of the canvas and walked over to the now dismantled scale model of
Hill Valley Square that Doc had built for the first Marty to
demonstrate how he would send him back to the future.
“What's this?” He stood there for a second holding the tiny model
car, it still had words written on it. He read it aloud.
“He looked over and saw the JVC camera.” Dropping the car. “What
the HELL?”
Glued to the view finder, Biff saw as Doc put Einstein in the
DeLorean. He watched Doc yell, “What did I tell you, eighty eight
miles per hour.” He watched as Marty said, “you built a time machine
out of a DeLorean.”
Biff put the camera down and stared at the tarp with an intently evil
look on his face.
“So... Doc Brown invented a time machine!” He smiled. “So that's
where that old codger got that book! It came from the FUTURE!” He
watched the movie until it got to the part where Marty asked Doc if it
runs on gasoline and Doc talk about the plutonium. He watched as
they refilled the chamber.
Biff heard a noise, looked up, and realized someone was coming. He
put the camera back on the work bench and ducked down just as
Doc hurried into the garage.
Doc stopped and notices a corner of the tarp on the DeLorean was
out of place. He stared at it hard, then he put it back where it
belonged, looking around nervously. His spidey senses were on high
alert. Something was not right.
He slowly moved toward the work bench where Biff was now hiding.
Doc walked up to the camera and stared at it. His eyes shift back
and forth, suspicious. He picked up the camera and carried it with
him across the garage and into the main house.
**********
Marty liked Lou's Diner as it was in 1955. It always made him sad
that it had been converted into an aerobics studio in his time. He
loved the atmosphere, the old juke box, the food. They didn't have
anything like this place in his time and in the month he'd spent in
1955 he was truly wondering why not.
He'd seen pictures of old diners like this one before. They were
always the same. Long and narrow, a bar, padded stools, linoleum
floors, tiny booths along the window side. A juke box at one end.
Behind the bar soda and coffee machines. And the shakes at Lou's
Diner were to die for. Marty thought if he had to stay here, he was
going to end up fat.
He now sat at the end of the bar trying to figure out how to talk to
Lorraine, who was also sitting at the bar, all the way down at the
other end. Seemingly ignoring him now. He gave her several
glances, but she did not return them. George McFly was walking
past the Diner and Marty saw him through the glass.
“McFly!” Biff shouted after George, who turned, looked back, and
then keeps walking.
“Hey, McFly, I'm talking to you, you Irish worm,” Biff hollered after
him, “you been ducking me for weeks and I'm sick of it!”
George kept walking and Biff and his gang started to trot after him.
Suddenly Biff was struck full force from behind and he stumbled,
almost falling. Fuming, he turned and saw Marty standing there.
Once again, Marty squared off with Biff. “Look, ass hole,” Marty said,
“are you deaf or just stupid? I told you to lay off George!”
One of the henchmen stepped up this time. “Listen, fruit cake, you
can't take all four of us.”
“Are you sure about that?” Asked Marty, putting on his best brave
face.
The henchman moved closer, followed by the other two, and Biff.
“I'm positive, four against one, butthole, that's not good odds for
you.”
Goldie and three of his friends had stepped out of the diner and
when they overheard this, they stepped forward to Marty's side. “It
will be four against five!”
He turned back around and George, to his surprise, had not run off,
but had came back and was standing directly behind Biff. “I want a
rematch, McFly.”
Biff turned and looked at him like he was crazy. “I said McFly,
moron!”
Marty noticed that Lorraine was now out there on the sidewalk,
looking at George again, for the first time in weeks perhaps. He ran
past Biff and the henchmen straight to George.
Biff sneered and there was actual disappointed muttering from the
crowd that was gathering.
“I didn't think you would!” Biff says loudly. “You're nothing but a big,
skinny, mealy mouthed chicken!”
George's face went beet red but his anger was not turned toward
Biff.
“You just shut up, you!” He screamed at Marty in absolute rage. “I'm
sick of you following me around, telling me what to do, sticking your
nose into where it doesn't belong, SNEAKING INTO MY
BEDROOM!”
Before he could say anything, however, George laid into him again.
“How many times do I have to tell you to leave me alone? You keep
wanting me to fight and you call that standing up for yourself, but it
takes a bigger man to walk away from a fight!”
“In fact,” continued George, “I'd rather fight YOU than Biff.” He
shoved hard and Marty fell back flat on his ass.
Goldie and his group started to walk toward Biff and his henchmen
menacingly.
“What was it again, Biff” asked one of the henchmen as they walked
toward Biff's car.
Back on the sidewalk, in front of the Diner several people had helped
a shocked Marty get up and he was brushing himself off. Lorraine
approached him and when he saw her he rolled his eyes and hung
his head in complete frustration.
“Marty,” said Lorraine, “are you alright? I can't believe what George
just said to you.”
“Lorraine,” Marty said, “when are you going to realize that life isn't a
Hollywood movie? I'm not James Dean just because I lose my
temper and end up settling things with my fists. George is right! It
does take a bigger man to walk away from a fight, especially when
you know everyone will look at you as a coward. George is TEN
TIMES the man I will ever be. If you can't see that, then, he's too
good for you!”
Marty pulled out his family photo and looked. All that was left of his
sister is her feet.
“Doc, can't this wait I'm trying to work on this problem with Lorraine.”
“Indeed!” Doc agreed. “We have got to secure the DeLorean and
everything else related to time travel, my garage is compromised.”
“But Doc,” objected Marty, “don't you remember, this is the night of
the fire, I have to find George and stick with him like glue, we
agreed!”
Doc ushered Marty toward the car against his objections, looking
around as if they might be followed. “Marty, if the time machine were
to fall into the wrong hands, the consequences for the entire
universe could be disastrous!”
“Okay, Doc,” Marty agreed, opening the passenger door, “but let's
hurry so I can find George, I want to be there in case he comes
across a fire and decides to run the other way.”
**********
The faded voice of his mother called out from within the house
somewhere.
George shouldered a small book bag and headed for his bicycle. He
rode away on the sidewalk, which was an extremely rebel move for
George. He knew riding on the sidewalk was illegal and he no longer
cared. What was happening to him, he wondered? He was moving
along at a decent pace.
Suddenly, in front of him loomed Biff's convertible. It cut him off and
he slammed on his brakes.
Biff jumped out. “Okay, McFly,” he said, “where's your body guard,
Klein?”
Biff looked around, nervously, holding his hand over George's mouth.
“Not here, I have plans, tie him up and stow him.”
“What are you doing?” George yelled. “What do you want with me?”
They shoved a rag in his mouth, picked him up, and tossed him
unceremoniously into the trunk of the Ford like a sack of garbage.
They jumped in, Biff in the driver's seat.
“Now, we have a meeting, with Klein.” Biff reached over to his glove
box and pulled out a pistol. A small 38 special. In another lifetime,
another universe, a much older Biff might use this same gun to try
and shoot a time travelling Marty McFly on the roof of “Biff's Pleasure
Palace.”
The henchmen, all three, went a bit white when they saw the gun
Fun and games is one thing, but they didn't look too enthused about
being a part of anything involving a gun. It was now obvious to them
that Biff was off balance and they were getting in too deep.
Biff stuffed the pistol between his legs and did a quick you turn, and
sped off. No one in the car but he knew the ultimate destination or
purpose.
**********
“We must get the time machine to a more secure location until this is
over,” Doc was explaining. “The time machine and everything you
brought with you, especially that camera and the plutonium!” Doc
gasped. “Great Scott, I shutter to think what would happen if that fell
into the wrong hands!”
“Doc, are you sure that storage barn is going to be a safer place for
the DeLorean?”
“Affirmative, no one knows about it,” replied Doc, “at least it's highly
unlikely the person who was snooping around in my workshop earlier
knows about it. I will feel a lot better once it's not in my garage
anymore.”
Marty got out of the truck, went to the back, and marshalled Doc with
hand signals back to where he could hook up to the DeLorean. He
started working on the cables.
Doc threw it in park and jumped out, joining Marty as he continued
talking. “I can't believe I didn't secure it sooner. I already have all the
plans and drawings for the flux capacitor as well as your,” he
stopped, and shook his head, “the other Marty's letter and my
memoirs in a safe deposit box.”
Doc looked around the perimeter. “Are you sure you checked behind
every bush and tree?” He asked Marty.
“Ya, Doc,” Marty assured him. “There's no one out there watching.
Or at least there wasn't before.
“Relax Doc,” Marty said, we'll just make sure no one follows us to the
barn.”
Doc frowned. “Marty, I thought I told you not to wear that 1985 time
piece, it's going to cause suspicion.”
“You never know,” Doc said moving toward the house, “maybe the
person who was in my garage today.”
Doc does not like it, but he tossed him the keys anyway. “Good luck,
I guess,” he said.
“Hey, listen Doc, if I fail I might be gone by tomorrow.”
“Don't worry about it, Marty, chances are everything is going to work
out fine!” Doc lied. He knew the chances were more probable at this
point Marty was going to vanish before too long.
“I hope so,” Marty said, “but in case not, it was great knowing you!”
Doc smiled, “likewise.” He came back over to Marty and they hugged
warmly. Doc backed up and slapped him on both shoulders. “Now go
get him!”
It was dusk when Marty pulled Doc Brown's car up into the driveway
of the home of his father, the home of his grandparents. He got out
and ran with abandon to the front door and banged on it, perhaps a
bit too enthusiastically.
A person opened the door but Marty couldn't see them through the
outer screen. Just a silhouette. The person sounded very irritated.
“What do you want?” Marty was taken aback by the gruff sound of
his own grandfather.
Marty pulled up in front of the Hill Valley public library moments later,
jumped out and ran in. A spinster looking librarian with a bun in her
hair and a sour look glared at him as he entered.
“Can I help you with something young man? It doesn't appear you're
looking for books today.”
“Ya, him!”
“Well, I don't really know you, so I'm not sure if I should say.”
“Please say,” he begged her, “it could be a matter of life and death.”
Hesitantly she answered him. “No, I haven't seen him all day.”
“Is there anything else I can help you with?” Asked the librarian,
looking up at the clock.
“No, thanks anyway,” said Marty, “I don't think anyone can help men
now.” He ran for the exit.
After he was gone, the librarian got up, quietly closed and locked the
door behind him. “Putz,” she said. Then she sat down at her desk,
opened a drawer, pulled out a bottle of scotch, tore it open, and took
a deep swig. “It's the only way I can put up with these little shits,” she
said to herself, wiping her mouth.
Marty jumped back in Doc's car and sat there at a loss. “Now what?”
He asks himself. He looked at his watch, then pulled out his wallet
and looked at the family photo. There was nothing left of his sister. It
was just he, alone standing in front of the well. “C'mon George,
where can you be?”
19. PLAY WITH PLUTONIUM YOU'RE GONNA GET BURNED
“Damn!” He exclaimed.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocket watch. “DAMN!
DAMN! Where the hell is that kid?”
The wing door was open and inside, on the passenger seat sat the
camera and the radiation suit. Doc went to the trunk, which was also
open and peered in at his 1985 older counterpart's suitcase, then
laughed at his stupidity. “What was I thinking? I'm an idiot.”
Biff and his three henchmen slunk toward the garage, bent down,
moving cautiously.
Doc looked around him after closing the trunk. His spidey senses
were tingling. “I think that's all of it,” he muttered in satisfaction.
Suddenly he heard a sound out there in the dark on the other side of
the tow truck.
Doc Brown warily poked out from behind the tow truck inside the
garage. He didn't see them. But, still sensing something was up he
went to a corner and grabbed an old golf club. Holding it high he
moved around the passenger side of the tow vehicle.
“I have a gun!” He warned whoever was out there, “and I know how
to use it!”
Doc stopped in his tracks and dropped his golf club, throwing his
hands up in the air.
**********
The town was slowing down, getting ready to call it a night. Marty
slowly rolled past Lou's Diner and looked in. No one could be seen in
there except Goldie, slowly sweeping the floor, mumbling something
about, “Mayor Wilson.”
“Dammit George!” Marty grumbled. “Where the hell did you go?
Doc backed up, hands in the air and Biff herded him past the
DeLorean. The henchmen skulked behind Biff taking in the sight of
the uncovered time machine with amazement.
“I have to get this back to the movie studio,” Doc said, “I don't get
paid if I don't deliver this prop to them by tonight.”
“Wow, cool, movie props,” said one of the henchmen. All three
moved closer to the DeLorean staring in awe. Biff looked at them like
they were idiots.
“Prop?” Biff scoffed at him. “This is no prop old man, I KNOW what
this is! I've seen the film on that newfangled camera of yours.”
Doc kept backing up with his hands in the air. “That was a special
new movie camera, all the studios have them. They let me keep it
because it has footage from the dry run of the movie this machine
was made for. It's about a time traveling space ship from Venus.”
Biff pointed his gun at Doc in a menacing manner. “Cut the crap old
man, you must think I'm an idiot, but I know what is going on, you
see I got it all figured out!”
Doc shook his head. “I don't know what you think, Biff, but I can
assure you....”
**********
Thinking about it, and looking around to see Doc's car was gone, Biff
relaxed. “Well, we can wait,” he said, “meanwhile, you can go get my
BOOK!”
“Don't play stupid old man, the book from the future you and that
little runt stole from me!”
Doc's eyes popped open as if he thought Biff had lost his mind.
One of his henchmen was touching the fusion generator fuel port.
Doc noticed it.
“ Excuse me son,” Doc said to the lad, “but you shouldn't fool with
that, it is not quite stable yet.”
Biff glared at him evilly. “Not stable? I thought you said this is just a
movie prop?”
“It is,” Doc tried to cover for the mistake, “but it has highly specialized
pyrotechnics built in. If you mess with the wrong thing we could all go
up like a roman candle.”
Biff looked back at his henchmen. “Why don't you go make yourself
useful and get that Irish bug from the trunk?” They turned and
started to run back to Biff's car. “And hide the car will you, if that
Klein kid shows up I don't want him to have a heads up!”
The henchmen knew better than to dally when Biff gave them an
order, they turned and dashed back down Doc Brown's driveway to
Biff's car.
Biff motioned with his gun for Doc to back up toward the work bench.
“Now you listen, old man, I know you and that snot nose little weasal
are messing with time travel. I also know that I end up with this time
machine sometime in the future, when I am an old man. I know,
because I met myself, my older self. He came and gave me a Gray's
Sports Almanac that had the sports scores for every game until the
end of the century!”
“Stow it!” Biff thrust the gun his way again. “Now, either give me that
book or I'll tear this place apart looking for it. Then, if I don't find it, it
won't matter because I have a time machine here, I'll just go to the
future and get another one!”
Doc shook his head. “This is no time machine it's a cheap Hollywood
prop.”
“Bull shit!” Biff yelled. “I saw it fly, the night you and that punk took
the book from me. I know what it can do! I know it's a real time
machine and now, it's mine! I know how to use it too because I
watched the movie on that camera box thingy. I saw you explain it.
Not you, though, an older you! I also know that Calvin Klein is really
Marty McFly, the future kid of George McFly!
Biff motioned to the far left wall. “Put him over there,” he said, “and
that one too.”
One of the henchmen shoved George over to the wall and pushed
him down. Another one grabbed Doc and led him over there too.
Biff's eyes narrowed. “Tie him up first!” He said to the one leading
Doc.
Marty closed his eyes as the Baines' front door slammed in his face.
He turned around and slowly made his way back to Doc's car,
looking downcast and out of ideas. He stopped and in the light of the
street lamp he took out the family photo and stared at it. There was
no change. He couldn't say if that was good or bad. He wondered if
his body parts started disappearing in the photo, would they
disappear in real life? He hoped not!
He climbed back in the car, sat there for a few more minutes, a look
of desperation on his face. Then he started and pulled out. He drove
around aimlessly for a while just hoping to see George, somewhere,
anywhere.
He stopped again, on the side of the road, put the car in park and sat
there, helplessly. He wiped his forehead that was dripping in sweat,
despite how cool it was. “I don't feel good,” he realized. “I think I'm
coming down with a cold or something.”
Then, fear gripped him. He quickly takes out the picture. Still no body
parts erasing.
“Ya!” He said. “I think it's starting. I'm next! I need Doc's help with
this,” he decided. He threw the car into gear and turned it around,
pointing toward the Brown Mansion.
“You know I don't want him hanging around with the crazy old man,
George,” his mom was saying adamantly. “He gives me the heebee
jeebees.”
“You KNOW that's not true, you suffered serious memory loss from
whatever that mad scientist was cooking up in his laboratories! We
were lucky your exposure was minimal, remember what the doctor
said. Poor Biff, what about him? He's never been right in the head
since!”
“I still think Biff was the cause of that fire, Lorraine! I could never
prove it but you remember what he was like?”
“Well, still,” Lorraine said, “I just don't think it's healthy the way Marty
follows that crazy inventor around hanging on his every word!”
“December twelve 1955! I'm such an IDIOT!” He put the pedal to the
floor.
**********
Doc was now tied up with some electrical chord and gagged, he and
George, together. Biff had the camera out of the DeLorean and he
was watching the film again, paying close attention to each
component's operation as it was demonstrated. Rewinding here and
there. During the short section of the film which showed Doc from
1985 in full radiation suit, fueling the fusion reactor, Biff sat down the
camera and stomped over to Doc.
He pulled the gag down off Doc's mouth. “Where is this pink stuff?
This plutonite or whatever?” Biff demanded.
“Go ahead,” Doc said with a complete look of defiance. “I'd rather be
dead than help you.”
Doc turned away, squinting and braced himself. Then, Biff got an
idea.
“I bet you care about your worm, here, Mr. Bigshot's old man.”
He put the gun to George's temple. George didn't even look scared.
His eyes narrowed in anger.
“You just don't LISTEN, butthole!” Marty stepped out from behind the
tow truck. “I told you to leave George McFly alone.” Marty was
holding the hair dryer from Doc's suitcase, the one he once used to
try and convince George he was a space alien. He walked forward
pointing it at them.
The three henchmen back away from him with their hands up.
“What the HELL is that supposed to be?” Biff asked, pointing his
pistol at Marty now.
I'm a time traveler,” Marty informed him, “and this is a high intensity
phaser pistol from the future. I can disintegrate your entire body with
one shot.” Marty stepped closer.
The henchmen were now laughing at Marty's claim of time travel
until they saw Biff's reaction.
Biff looked at the strange “weapon” and hesitated. When Marty came
closer, he actually backed away. Which wiped the smiles right from
the faces of his 3 friends.
“Now drop your primitive pistol before I vaporize you.” Marty said
boldly.
“What?”
“I said, show me, butt wipe. I want to see this ray gun in action.”
You see, punk, I play poker and I'm real good at it.” Explained Biff. “I
say you're bluffing and that's not even a gun. Show me! I call.
Vaporize....” he looks around for something, “....that ladder.” He
pointed at the ladder in the back of the garage.
Biff pointed his pistol menacingly at George again. “Do it punk,” Biff
said, “or I'll blow your DAD'S head off.”
A look of defeat came over Marty. He dropped the “laser gun,” the
way he had seen Doc drop his pistol for the Libyans. It clattered to
the floor and literally broke in half.
“Okay, Biff,” he said, “you got me.” He put up his hands. “I was
bluffing.”
**********
Marty had donned the radiation suit the whole time Biff was holding
the gun on George. He now stood, fully covered, labored breathing,
as if waiting for further instructions.
“You have to wear this radiation suit every time you fuel the fusion
generator.” Marty's muffled voice came through the radiation helmet,
but stalling, for what purpose he didn't know. “This stuff is highly
radioactive.”
“ No shit sherbet! Biff said, “I got that part.” Then, thinking it over a
bit he backtracked, “What kind of radiation?”
Marty looked over at Doc who was struggling to speak with the gag
on him. “That's his department,” said Marty flatly.
No one noticed George McFly anymore, who was just ever so
slightly squirming where he sat with his hands tied behind his back.
Doc's restraints were still holding good, but all this time George had
been working on his restraints, which hadn't been tied that well to
begin with. He was just about free.
Biff moved over to Doc, warily, keeping one eye on Marty and the
gun pointed at George. He reached and pulled down the gag from
Doc's mouth.
Dock rolled his eyes and sighed. “It emits a large amount of thermal
energy” Doc said matter of factly, as if lecturing a class, “with low
levels of both gamma rays and spontaneous neutron rays... it's also
an alpha emitter.”
“And that suit will protect me from that?” Biff asked skeptically. “It
looks like it's made out of paper.”
Doc shook his head, “it's not paper, but if it were it would be enough.
This type of isotope combines high energy radiation with low
penetration.”
Doc looked at Marty. “We cannot let this technology fall into the
hands of this neanderthal!
“Oh, why didn't you just say that,” Biff demanded angrily.
“Okay, so it's safe as long as it's in the container and I'm wearing the
suit?”
“Well, yes,” replied Doc, 'but should you drop or break its glass
container or get it directly on your skin you will suffer immediate
radiation burns. Even if you just breath in the fumes of it you can
suffer permanent brain damage!”
Biff was looking at Marty. “Quit stalling, get going, Doc here can fill
me in on the rest as I watch you.”
Marty moved to the trunk, opening the plutonium case. With the
henchmen hovering over him, like little kids.
“If you ever expose it to air,” Doc was still saying, “and it oxidizes, it
can become a powerful type of fuel. The resulting fire and explosion
can burn through 2 feet of stainless steel.”
“So... you could use it to get into a safe or even a bank vault?” Biff
said. “Interesting.”
“I wouldn't try that if I were you,” Doc warned him, you might get in
but you won't be around very long to spend whatever you got out of
it!”
Doc looked at him like the dullard he is, raised his eyebrows and
nodded.
“Well, I'll just have to make sure I'm wearing that suit when I do it,”
Biff figured that all out on his own.
Marty had taken out a vial of plutonium with the special forceps and
was moving to place it in the fusion chamber. Suddenly he stopped
and keeled over in pain.
“Quit trying to scare me!” Biff shouted, pointing the gun at George
who's eyes were narrowing angrily.
Marty tried to get up again, but collapsed onto one knee, the
plutonium nearly slipping out of the tool in his hand this time.
At first Doc thought Marty was pulling some kind of ruse, but now he
began to realize what was happening. He could see a finger on
Marty's hand flickering, as if fading in and out of existence.
“He's not faking!” Doc shouted, there must be something wrong with
the radiation suit! Or the container holding the plutonium might be
unstable.
Marty groaned again and this time dropped to both his knees, bent
over in agony. The hand holding the vial began to shake.
“Someone has to get the vial from him before he drops it!” Doc
screamed now, and it was for certain from his tone that this was for
real.
They all looked at Marty in dismay, who is coughing now and not
able to get up from a kneeling position. Suddenly, his hand holding
the vial began to shimmer, then went transparent.
The vial, as if in slow motion, now freed from the forceps, dropped to
the floor and shattered with a sickening ring!
Doc's draw dropped open and he half screamed and half gasped.
“Great SCOTT!”
Biff had been kneeling next to Marty, wrapping a rag around his hand
in preparation to grab the forceps from Marty. Now he jumped to his
feet in a panic.
After one whiff of that smoke, Biff and his henchmen dropped to the
floor instantly unconscious.
Marty rolled around on the floor in agony, safe from the smoke
because of the radiation suit.
George, who had freed himself from his restraints quite a while back,
reached up and tore the gag from his mouth. Then, thought better of
it and used it to cover both his mouth and his nose. It was a brilliant
move on his part, keeping him from breathing in too much of the
fumes.
The metal jumping bean flashed into a bright flame that literally
caught the cement floor of the garage on fire, barely missing Marty.
His arm was completely gone and his agony was crippling.
“No, no!” Marty protested through the helmet, “Doc, help Doc!”
George hesitated, then ran over and grabbed Doc, dragging him
from the garage out into the lawn, away from the fumes. He then ran
back in and started to grab Marty again.
“No, No!” Marty was trying to drag himself out of the garage with one
arm, unable to stand. “Get the others first.” Said Marty.
Again, George hesitated, then he began to drag the others from the
garage, laying them down next to the Doc. He saved Biff for last.
By this time Marty had managed to drag himself past the tow truck.
A thick, and no doubt highly toxic, black smoke began to pour out
from under it.
Marty was now slipping into unconsciousness next to the front of the
tow truck tire.
George ran to him and looked. Both arms were now gone! George
couldn't believe his eyes.
George looked at Marty again and to his shock the kid's left leg was
gone as well! Panicking he looked at his own arms and legs, to make
sure they weren't disappearing.
The fire had now lit up the night sky and Marty heard the distant
approach of fire trucks. He finally made it to George's side and
began tapping his father in the face with his helmet.
“Yes, yes!” Marty screamed. “It's YOU, you saved all these people!”
He waves at the bodies laying there! Then, realized his arms were
back! He laughed for joy!
“Yes, you did!” Marty looked down and saw that he had two legs
now. He jumped up, grabbed George by the shoulders and shook
him! “You, George McFly are like some kind of SUPERHERO or
something, I never saw anything like it.”
George looked at Marty and asked, “are you okay? What are you
wearing?”
Marty ripped his helmet off. “It's me, Marty!”
George was surprised and half smiled. “From the dance, right?
“You're going to be okay! George!” Marty shouted with joy! “You did
it!”
Marty looked down the driveway the fire trucks had rounded the
corner and were racing up. Followed closely by ambulances and
police cars.
“You boys okay?” Asked the fire chief. Two other firemen ran to the
lifeless bodies of Doc and the others.
“Don't be modest!”
Marty told the fireman, “He should get the key to the city or
something, he ran right in that blaze and dragged us all out!”
The fireman grinned. “Great work son, people will hear about this!”
He went back to helping pull out the hoses on the fire truck.
George stood there in a daze looking at the fire and wondering how
he got there.
Marty took one last look at Doc, and the fire, and Biff and the others,
then, another long look at George who was starting to smile in relief
and amazement. Then he took off running toward the edge of the
estate and the waiting woods.
George shouted after him. “Wait! Where are you going? You have to
wait for the ambulance.” Marty just kept right on running,
disappearing into the darkness and the woods beyond the estate.
20. HEAD CASES
Marty found Doc Brown lying in his bed hooked up to an IV. He was
half asleep when Marty entered the room.
“Hey Doc,” he said, happy to see his old friend alive and well. “How
ya feeling?”
Doc looked over at him with a blank look. “Who are you?”
Marty stopped, not knowing what to say. “Uh, uh... you don't
remember me?”
Doc looked sad. “Kid, I'm sorry but right now I don't remember much
of anything that has happened in the last 2 months or so. They tell
me it's some form of amnesia. I have short term memory problems!
Are you someone important in my life?”
Thinking about his answer carefully he lied. “No,” Marty said, “I'm
just the kid that cuts your grass, I heard you were in a fire and I
wanted to see if you were okay.”
“No,” Marty smiled sadly, “you don't owe me anything Doc, I owe
you.”
He just stood there staring at Doc fondly, wondering if he would ever
remember him. Marty hadn't forgot what Doc had told Biff about
brain damage from the plutonium fire. A deep sense of sadness
welled up within him. Followed by relief. Maybe it was a good thing
that Doc couldn't remember him, or remember about time travel right
now.
“Oh, I've been to your house,” Marty said to Doc, “I found this in the
driveway,” he lied again.
“At least, that's what it LOOKS like,” Marty kept fibbing. “You might
want to check it out, could be something of value in there.”
Marty smiled to himself. He had rented another safe deposit box and
in it he put the key to Doc's original box, that held his memoirs and
other important information about time travel. Marty had put several
letters he'd written in there, including a replica of the letter the other
Marty had written warning him about the Libyans, the original had
burned up in the fire, so Marty made a new one, ripped it up, then
taped it back together and finally, laminated it. It looked just like the
original as far as he could remember it.
Doc smiled and nodded, putting the key on his night stand. “Thanks
a lot! I will check it out as soon as I'm better and they let me out of
here.”
As Marty made his way down the hall he saw Lorraine sitting by
George's bedside. She saw him at the same time.
Quickly she bent down, kissed the sleeping George's hand and got
up. Lorraine came out into the hall.
“Marty, did you hear George saved people from a terrible fire!”
“It was FIVE,” Lorraine says proudly but one person took off. They
think he might have been the one responsible for the fire!”
“Listen, Marty,” Lorraine said, “I've been thinking about what you said
the other night and you're right. George McFly is no coward and this
proves it! He just knows how to wisely choose his battles! He's a
wonderful man. I was wrong not to see that before.'
Marty smiled. “I knew you'd come around.” They smile at each other.
“You know,” Marty added, “I've always had feeling you two were
meant for each other.”
She blushed and smiled.
She backed up. “Will we see you later? George doesn't remember
much but the doctor's say he wasn't exposed to whatever is affecting
his memory long enough to do any real permanent damage!”
Marty thought it over. “Not sure... we'll have to wait and see what the
future holds.”
Lorraine leaned forward and pecked Marty on the cheek. “You're not
a monster!”
“Nurse,” the voice of Biff could be heard calling from a nearby room,
“nurse.”
Biff's tone was so gentle and almost childlike that Marty got curious.
He followed the sound and then peeked into the room.
“Nurse, nurse!”
“I need some more pillows,” Biff said, “my head and my neck are
killing me.” Then Biff looked at him in recognition. “Hey, you look
familiar, do I know you?”
A Doctor came along and eyed Marty as he was leaving the room.
“Wow, you're the first visitor he's gotten so far.” The Doctor
remarked. “You family?”
Marty shakes his head. “No, just passing by here, heard him asking
for help.
Then in a low tone he asked the Doctor, “Hey, Doc, what's wrong
with him can you tell me?”
“Well, let's just say he's been exposed to something highly toxic,” the
Doctor violated his own rule, “I think he may have permanent brain
damage, but you didn't hear that from me.”
“Of course not,” replied Marty. He left the room and headed back
down the hallway. A look of true understanding streaking across his
face, and of sadness. He kind of felt sorry for Biff.
**********
Marty sifted through the rubble at the burned out site of Doc Brown's
estate. There wasn't much left of the DeLorean, it's just a pile of
twisted and melted metal, completely unrecognizable as a vehicle of
any kind. “It's all gone,” he muttered to himself. “The time machine,
the Plutonium, everything. I'm stuck here. In 1955, for the rest of my
life!” He looked up and stared around him, a deep sense of
depression sinking in. “Jennifer.” He whispered longingly with deep
deep regret.
**********
Marty now stood in the phone booth at the back of Lou's Diner. He
took a piece of paper out of his wallet and read it. “JR Cash” it said,
with a phone number. He picked up the phone and dialed. A woman
answered.
A dark figure stood afar off from the Lone Pine Mall. He was far
enough away not to be seen, but he could still hear the sound of
gunshots and Marty's voice distantly screaming “you BASTARDS!”
Rolling down the hill from the “Lone Pines Mall” sign was another
figure, dressed in his red quilted jacket vest. He got up and observed
as the fateful events that started this entire drama unfolded before
his eyes. Just as it had been before.
The the Libyrans chased the DeLorean around the parking lot and
toward the photo booth. When the DeLorean vanished, the shocked
Libyans lose control of their van and it crashed into the photo booth
and rolled over on it's side. Throwing caution to the wind, not even
knowing if the Libyans survived the crash or not, the figure ran down
to check on poor Doc.
Completely devastated the kid fell down next to the inventor's limp
dead body and began to mourn. He couldn't bear to look and turned
his head. The figure off in the distance and smiled as he saw the
limp figure of Doc Brown sit straight up.
“Good for you Doc,” they mystery man muttered, “good for you.”
Down in the parking lot, Marty McFly was beside himself. "You're
alive! But how?"
Without saying a word, and as if he's just remembering this for the
first time himself, the Doc opened his coveralls to reveal a bullet
proof vest covered in flattened bullets.
Doc reached in his top pocket and pulled out what looked like the
letter he had slipped him in 1955. It was taped back together and
laminated to preserve it. But as Marty stared at it something looked
different to him. He couldn't place it. Marty demanded, "what about
all that talk about screwing up future events? The space time
continuum?"
The Dark figure continued to watch from his distance through the
Binoculars. A much older and worn Marty McFly. He looked to be
about 47 to 50 years old. He watched until Doc and Marty hurriedly
packed up the moving truck before the police got there. He watched
as they departed, on their way to retrieve the DeLorean which he
knew must be sitting in the middle of town.
His binoculars went to the Libyans who never emerged again from
the van. He watched until the fire department showed up, then the
police who bring out the bodies of the Libyans with sheets covering
them.
Suddenly, without warning there was a large FLASH and the familiar
sound of a time jump. Their hair was blown back and then they
themselves fell backward as well, as a train appeared on the tracks
before them! It had the letters ELB embossed on its side.
The train had all kinds of futuristic accessories. It even had a wing
door like the DeLorean. It opened and Doc and Clara emerged.
Marty was pleased, Jennifer was totally stunned.
The Browns introduced their kids, both boys, Jules and Verne and
Marty and Jennifer to each other.
“Doc, I thought I'd never see you again.” A relieved Marty said.
Doc explained that he had to come back and get Einstein and that
he didn't want Marty to worry about him. He gave Marty a gift. It was
the photograph they both took together at the clock tower dedication
ceremony in 1885.
Jennifer interrupted, holding the blank fax sheet out to Doc and
asking him what it meant.
Doc said, "it means your future isn't written yet, no one's is, your
future is what you make it, so make it a good one, both of you!"
He told his boys to buckle up and told Marty and Jennifer to stand
back. They said goodbye.
Marty asked him if he was going back to the future.
The train rose up into the air, hovering and it's wheels folded into the
underside of the train. It turned and moved away from them a bit as
they watched. It then shot up and over them, vanishing in a flash,
leaving behind a flame trail.
Not far off, in someone's back yard, Biff stood with binoculars
surveying the entire scene. He'd been watching the whole thing.
**********
A Policeman got back into his cruiser after taking one last look
around the wreckage at the train crossing. Biff's detailing van pulled
up and he and his crew jumped out dressed in coveralls. The officer
waved. Biff approached the cruiser and handed him a wad of bills
through the window.
Biff told the officer, “good luck, I bet you won't find him.”
“I'll let ya'll get to it,” said the Officer as he looked at the sky. “It'll be
getting dark soon so you best get a move on. I told the city that I'll
take care of the debris here, I'll need some of it to show for my
effort.”
Biff barked orders to his henchmen who were just kicking around the
debris. “I want every last nut and bolt!” He saw one of his crew reach
down and unwrap a piece of a streamer flag from an axle. His eyes
widened and he hurried over there.
His memory from 1955 had never been the same since the accident,
but there was one night he never forgot. November 12, 1955. He
thought of the tunnel chase, after Calvin Klein stole the book for him.
He could still remember the odd device the kid used, seeming to
float along above the highway. He remembered at the edge of the
tunnel, some flying machine swooped in with a multicolored
streamer.
Doc yelled, "hang on Marty" and lifted the machine up, carrying
Marty to safety.
“A flying DeLorean.” Biff muttered. Then his mind went to just a few
hours earlier. He came out of the house to show Marty McFly his
new business matchbooks, just in time to see a flying DeLorean take
off and disappear in a fiery trail in the sky.
Biff just sat there, staring at the crumbling streamer. He clenched his
fist and it turned to dust.
The friend who found the streamer asked him, “what's that?”
Johnny case began singing. He sang the first few verses as the song
was known. Then he stepped away from the microphone and
motioned to Marty, who stepped up to the microphone and began
singing “Hill Valley Blues” as he had come up with it in the Hill Valley
Jail years earlier when he and Johnny had met.
Marty looked Johnny's way and grinned when he sang the last
verse:
***************
In 1985, a much aged Marty McFly entered his office building and
walked down the hallway carrying a set of binoculars. He looked
tired. It had been a long night. The walls in the hallway were lined
with gold records and photographs and news articles. They showed
him, Marty McFly, playing on stage with, not only Johnny Cash, but
numerous famous artists. There was photos of him playing at
Woodstock. There was also news articles following the glowing
career of Arthur George Mac, whom everyone just called “Big Mac.”
One of those ironic names since he was so short.
Dear Mr. McFly, caught your show at the Palade last week. I liked
what I heard. I believe you definitely have a bright future and I'd like
to be a part of it. Give me a call at the number below and make an
appointment.