![]() ![]() Strickland: I noticed you band is on the roster for dance auditions after school today. You remind me of you father when he went here. Strickland: You got a real attitude problem, McFly. You hang around with him you're gonna end up in big trouble. This so called Doctor Brown is dangerous, he's a real nuttcase. Now let me give you a nickle's worth of advice, young man. And one for you McFly I believe that makes four in a row. Strickland: Doc? Am I to understand you're still hanging around with Doctor Emmett Brown, McFly? Tardy slip for you, Miss Parker. The Doc set all of his clocks twenty-five minutes slow. ![]() Marty: Y'know this time it wasn't my fault. Jennifer: Alright, c'mon, I think we're safe. If you're caught it'll be four tardies in a row. (Marty arrives but his girlfriend, Jennifer, is waiting for him.) He grabs on to the tail end of a car and rides his skateboard to school.) ![]() They're all exactly twenty-five minutes slow. It's very loud.)ĭoc: (on phone) Are those my clocks I hear?ĭoc: (on phone) They're late. (All of a sudden all the clocks in the room begin going off. Don't forget, now, 1:15 a.m., Twin Pines Mall. There's a slight possibility for overload.ĭoc: (on phone) Good, I'll see you tonight. Marty: You know, Doc, you left your equipment on all week.ĭoc: (on phone) My equipment, that reminds me, Marty, you better not hook up to the amplifier. Marty: What's going on? Where have you been all week? Listen, can you meet me at Twin Pines Mall tonight at 1:15? I've made a major breakthrough, I'll need your assistance. He answers it.) Yo.ĭoc: (on phone) Thank god I found you. He hits one note and the speakers blow out, throwing him back into some boxes.) He hooks up his guitar and turns the amp all the way up. (He looks around and realizes that no one is home. Hello, anybody home? Einstein, come here, boy. Under the bed we can see a box that is marked Plutonium.) (The door opens and Marty McFly walks in, his skateboard rolls to a stop by the bed. A Libyan terrorist group had claimed responsibility for the alleged theft, however, the officials now infer the crepency to a simple clerical error. In other news, officials at The Pacific Nuclear Research Facility have denied the rumor that the case of missing plutonium was in fact stolen from their vault two weeks ago. Television: The Senate is expected to vote on this today. You won't find a better car with a better price with better service anywhere in Hill Valley. So right now, Statler Toyota is making the best deals of the year on all 1985 model Toyotas. I’ll try to be patient with your filthy hands.Back To The Future Back To The Future Transcribed by: Sonja We’re all trying to figure this out as we muddle around, heading toward an uncertain future. To get people to change ingrained, unconscious behaviors that put those around them at risk, you have to be a hardass. My wife is nearly always right in such matters (really, all matters). To which she replied, “You don’t have to be such a dick. ‘You need to know that I will tell your kid not to touch her face. “Listen,” I said, “if a kid is coming over to our house, I’m gonna talk to her parents first. I had a conversation with my wife about this last night. (Not yet, anyway.) But I know I can be a bit too blunt. I’m not quite like the Italian guy wearing the 6-foot cardboard circle to ward people off. I confess that I am not good at this sort of thing. WE ARE AT RISK.” The mostly over-50 elbow-bending bar cohort had a laugh at that. I said, “We’re not all as young as you, Charlie. “Wash your hands, you filthy animal!” (I’m a huge Home Alone fan.) Charlie mumbled something about how he had been washing his hands regularly as he begrudgingly, it seemed, went to the bar sink to do so again. “Hey, Charlie,” I said from across the barroom. I looked up from our table and noticed, first, the barman’s protocol-violating sneeze technique and, second, that he wasn’t immediately washing his hands. So when the young barman sneezed into his hand, everyone heard it. Yesterday on the way home from our last work day with a full office, I stopped at one of my favorite bars to meet a colleague who happened to have with him a cat named Neko in a special cat-carrying backpack (another story for another time). ![]()
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