Yeah. Sit here, Marty. whoa, this is it, this is the part coming up, Doc. Yeah but George, Lorraine wants to go with you. Give her a break. Don't worry. As long as you hit that wire with the connecting hook at precisely 88 miles per hour, the instance the lightning strikes the tower, everything will be fine.
Hey man, the dance is over. Unless you know someone else who could play the guitar. No, Biff, you leave her alone. Yeah. Welcome to my latest experiment. It's the one I've been waiting for all my life. McFly.
Mr. McFly, Mr. McFly, this just arrived, oh hi Marty. I think it's your new book. Alright, we're the pinheads. Yes, definitely, god-dammit George, swear. Okay, so now, you come up, you punch me in the stomach, I'm out for the count, right? And you and Lorraine live happily ever after. Hey, hey, Doc, where are you? It's taken me almost thirty years and my entire family fortune to realize the vision of that day, my god has it been that long. Things have certainly changed around here. I remember when this was all farmland as far as the eye could see. Old man Peabody, owned all of this. He had this crazy idea about breeding pine trees.
