Yeah. Who do you think, the Libyans. Good evening, I'm Doctor Emmett Brown. I'm standing on the parking lot of Twin Pines Mall. It's Saturday morning, October 26, 1985, 1:18 a.m. and this is temporal experiment number one. C'mon, Einy, hey hey boy, get in there, that a boy, in you go, get down, that's it. Oh hey, Biff, hey, guys, how are you doing? Hey, hey, Doc, where are you?
You broke it. Wow, look at him go. Give me a hand, Lorenzo. Ow, dammit, man, I sliced my hand. No. And where's my reports? I'm gonna get that son-of-a-bitch.
Okay, real mature guys. Okay, Biff, will you pick up my books? I still don't understand, how am I supposed to go to the dance with her, if she's already going to the dance with you. Bet your ass it works. What, right here right now in the cafeteria? What if she said no? I don't know if I could take that kind of rejection. Besides, I think she'd rather go with somebody else. Say that again.
