Back to the DeLorean

The car, Dad, I mean He wrecked it, totaled it. I needed that car tomorrow night, Dad, I mean do you have any idea how important this was, do you have any clue? No no no no no, Marty, both you and Jennifer turn out fine. It’s your kids, Marty, something has got to be done about your kids. No no no this sucker’s electrical, but I need a nuclear reaction to generate the one point twenty-one gigawatts of electricity that I need. Right. Oh.

Without any sugar. Marty you gotta come back with me. The car, Dad, I mean He wrecked it, totaled it. I needed that car tomorrow night, Dad, I mean do you have any idea how important this was, do you have any clue? That was the day I invented time travel. I remember it vividly. I was standing on the edge of my toilet hanging a clock, the porces was wet, I slipped, hit my head on the edge of the sink. And when I came to I had a revelation, a picture, a picture in my head, a picture of this. This is what makes time travel possible. The flux capacitor. My god, they found me. I don’t know how but they found me. Run for it, Marty. My god, they found me. I don’t know how but they found me. Run for it, Marty.

Wait a minute, Doc. What are you talking about? What happens to us in the future? What do we become assholes or something? You know Marty, you look so familiar, do I know your mother? Look, you gotta listen to me. What did she say? It’s your mom, she’s tracked you down. Quick, let’s cover the time machine. Right, okay, so right around 9:00 she’s gonna get very angry with me.

That’s Strickland. Jesus, didn’t that guy ever have hair? Remember, fellas, the future is in your hands. If you believe in progress, re-elect Mayor Red Thomas, progress is his middle name. Mayor Red Thomas’s progress platform means more jobs, better education, bigger civic improvements, and lower taxes. On election day, cast your vote for a proven leader, re-elect Mayor Red Thomas… Uh Doc, uh no. No, don’t be silly. Huh? Excuse me.

I got enough practical jokes for one evening. Good night, future boy. Oh, thank you, thank you. Okay now, we run some industrial strength electrical cable from the top of the clocktower down to spreading it over the street between two lamp posts. Meanwhile, we out-fitted the vehicle with this big pole and hook which runs directly into the flux-capacitor. At the calculated moment, you start off from down the street driving toward the cable execrating to eighty-eight miles per hour. According to the flyer, at !0:04 pm lightning will strike the clocktower sending one point twenty-one gigawatts into the flux-capacitor, sending you back to 1985. Alright now, watch this. You wind up the car and release it, I’ll simulate the lightening. Ready, set, release. Huhh. That’s a big bruise you have there. George. George. Hello.