Hey you aint Jamez Mcfly. You look like em though. U and that ugly hat. Ever been to a hair barber. Whats your name?! A Mart... Eastwood... Clint Eastwood. What kind of silly name is that?!
Gets pulled up off ground by neck. Doc shows up.
Shoots the string for Marty to get down.
I shoot the flees off a dog's back at 500 yards Tannen! And its pointed straight at your head!
You owe me money BlackSmith.
How do ya figure?
My horse threw a shoe. Cus you was the one that done the shoe. It makes you responsible.
Well since ya neva paid me for the job I say that makes us even!
Wrong! See I was on my horse when I got thrown off. That causes me to bust a fine Kentucky red hot. Way I figure it black smith. You owe me 5 dollars for the whiskey and 75 dollars for the horse.
Gasps thats the 80 dollars. If the horse threw a shoe bring em back and Ill reshoe it.
I shot that horse!
Well thats your problem Tannen!
Wrong. Thats yours. So from now on. You better be lookin behing your back and lookin where you walk. Cus one day you gonna get a bullet in your back.
Doc!
Marty!
I gave you explicit instructions not to come here but to go directly to 1985.
I know. Bu Doc. I had to come back to cus..
But its good to see you Marty!
"Shot in the back? By Buford Tannen?! Over a matter of eighty dollars?! September 7th?! That's this Monday! Now I wish I'd paid him off. And who's this 'beloved Clara'? I don't know anyone named Clara!"
"Shot in the back? By Buford Tannen?! Over a matter of eighty dollars?! September 7th?! That's this Monday! Now I wish I'd paid him off. And who's this 'beloved Clara'? I don't know anyone named Clara!"
*walks over* "I dunno, Doc." *takes picture* "I thought maybe she was a girlfriend of yours."
*walks over* "I dunno, Doc." *takes picture* "I thought maybe she was a girlfriend of yours."
*in scolding-ish tone* "Marty! My involvement in such a social relationship, here in 1885, only results in a disruption of the space-time continuum. As a scientist, I can never take that risk. Certainly not after all we've already been through. I mean, the idea that I could fall in love at first sight, is romantic nonsense! There's no scientific rationale for that..."
*in scolding-ish tone* "Marty! My involvement in such a social relationship, here in 1885, only results in a disruption of the space-time continuum. As a scientist, I can never take that risk. Certainly not after all we've already been through. I mean, the idea that I could fall in love at first sight, is romantic nonsense! There's no scientific rationale for that..."
"Aw, c'mon Doc. It's not science. You meet the right girl, it just hits you; it's like lightning."
EDIT: ShadowKnight's right. You technically skipped over the mayor dialogue.
*gets off carriage* "'Scuse me, Emmett. Do remember last month at the town meeting when you volunteered to meet the new schoolteacher at the station when she came in?"
*gets off carriage* "'Scuse me, Emmett. Do remember last month at the town meeting when you volunteered to meet the new schoolteacher at the station when she came in?"
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"Seamus, a word with you."
*takes baby and holds him a few inches away from body*
*walks into next room*
"You sure you're not bringin' a curse on this house takin' him in like that? He's such a strange young man..."
Tannen? Your Maddog Tannen!
Gets tied up and dragged to the courthouse.
We got ourselves a new courthouse. Bout time we got a hangin!
Shoots the string for Marty to get down.
I shoot the flees off a dog's back at 500 yards Tannen! And its pointed straight at your head!
You owe me money BlackSmith.
How do ya figure?
My horse threw a shoe. Cus you was the one that done the shoe. It makes you responsible.
Well since ya neva paid me for the job I say that makes us even!
Wrong! See I was on my horse when I got thrown off. That causes me to bust a fine Kentucky red hot. Way I figure it black smith. You owe me 5 dollars for the whiskey and 75 dollars for the horse.
I shot that horse!
Well thats your problem Tannen!
Wrong. Thats yours. So from now on. You better be lookin behing your back and lookin where you walk. Cus one day you gonna get a bullet in your back.
Marty!
I gave you explicit instructions not to come here but to go directly to 1985.
I know. Bu Doc. I had to come back to cus..
But its good to see you Marty!
*Hugs.
*grabs neck* "Or hanged."
"What idiot dressed you in that outfit?"
"You did." *grins and pats Doc's back*
*looking at the photograph*
"Shot in the back? By Buford Tannen?! Over a matter of eighty dollars?! September 7th?! That's this Monday! Now I wish I'd paid him off. And who's this 'beloved Clara'? I don't know anyone named Clara!"
*walks over* "I dunno, Doc." *takes picture* "I thought maybe she was a girlfriend of yours."
*in scolding-ish tone* "Marty! My involvement in such a social relationship, here in 1885, only results in a disruption of the space-time continuum. As a scientist, I can never take that risk. Certainly not after all we've already been through. I mean, the idea that I could fall in love at first sight, is romantic nonsense! There's no scientific rationale for that..."
"Emmett! Ho, Emmett!"
"Aw, c'mon Doc. It's not science. You meet the right girl, it just hits you; it's like lightning."
EDIT: ShadowKnight's right. You technically skipped over the mayor dialogue.
"Marty, please don't say that!"
"Hubert! It's the Mayor!"
Oh, I forgot! Nice catch!
*gets off carriage* "'Scuse me, Emmett. Do remember last month at the town meeting when you volunteered to meet the new schoolteacher at the station when she came in?"
"Oh yes, quite so!"
"Well, we just got word, she's comin' in tomorrow. Here are the details for you." *hands Doc a piece of paper* "Thanks for all your help!"
*walks back to carriage and gets on*
"Any time Hubert!"