Disclaimer: I do not own Back to the Future.
December 20, 19861:00 PM PST
Marty McFly was spending some time with Jules and Verne at the Brown's home. All three of them were discussing time travel, and where they would like to go.
"I really would love to visit the 1970s," commented Verne. "I know you were a little boy in that era - and, well, we'd really like to meet you when you were our age."
"Yeah, I would love to spend time in the 1970s, too," Jules agreed. "I mean, all the best classic rock bands come from that era - bands like Aerosmith, Pink Floyd, and Deep Purple. Not to mention Led Zeppelin, who are especially legendary now."
"Gee, now you want to visit the 1970s?" Marty teased, laughing a little. "But you shot the idea down three months ago, remember? You insisted that you wanted to go back to 1946, instead. Why did it take you three months to change your mind?"
"I really wanted to see Dad during his first year of teaching," Jules insisted. "Still, I really would like to see what the 1970s were like. Why don't we go back to the year 1975? It just sounds like a really great year to me."
"Oh, I'm just teasing you, Jules," Marty clarified, as he picked up Jules by his hands and swung him around. "Come to think of it, I sure would like to revisit that decade myself. I guess I would be about seven years old. That would also be the 20th year anniversary of the famous Hill Valley lightning storm, and you know what else?"
"Why don't we go back to that week in 1975?" suggested Verne. "That would also be the day that your father stood up to Biff Tannen and fell in love with your mother, right? Furthermore, that was also the day that you returned to a second time."
"It was literally a big day for Marty and Dad," Jules added, smiling. "I mean, it was actually a day that Marty and Dad lived through twice. The ironic thing is how this day occurred thirteen years before Marty was even born. It's amazing, isn't it?"
"Well, thirty years had passed on Doc's side," Marty clarified, "but I don't think I was in the future for even 24 hours, before returning to that date. The first comment that I made was that it's like I was there 'just yesterday', and Doc reminded me that that was the case. One thing is certain, that will most certainly be a day to remember."
"So have you come to a decision, yet?" Doc asked, as he stepped into the room. "I figured that I would give you all a wonderful Christmas treat. I can see you were all talking about that famous lightning storm of 1955. That was a rememberable day!"
"We were actually talking about going back to the year 1975," Marty explained. "The thing is, I just don't remember very much about November 12 of that year, as I was only a little boy then. That would be their 20th year anniversary of falling in love."
Doc was silent for a little while, then he said, "All right, I guess I don't see too much harm in letting you go back to that year. Marty, it will be very important that you try not to run into your younger self. Seeing you could really put him into shock."
"You're the doc, Doc," Marty replied. He wasn't sure if his younger self would even recognize him, though. He would try his best to heed to Doc's warning, however.
"Now, I need to get all of you into some era-appropriate clothes," Doc continued. "I'll give you some money, so that you boys can stay at the Bluebird Motel. If you should run into any trouble, my younger self should be able to help you out."
"We shouldn't tell your younger self who Jules and Verne are, though, right?" Marty asked, "I guess for you to have this kind of information could really result in a time paradox. After all, what if you then went on to make different decisions?"
"You know, Marty, I really have to give you credit," Doc replied, smiling. "You really have learned a lot within the last year or so. I can even remember when you had such difficulty with thinking fourth-dimensionally. I thought you may never learn."
"I think you've underestimated me, Doc," Marty said, as he gave his friend a playful slug. "It's just that time travel is a very confusing concept - but the more trips that I take through time, the more I understand about how time travel works."
"Right, and I understand that, now," Doc said, blushing a little. "It actually took Clara plenty of time to understand that concept, as well. I guess it would be pretty hard for someone who isn't a scientist to be able to initially grasp. Anyway, why don't we look for some clothes for you and the boys. We really want you to be able to fit in."
Marty smiled, as he and the boys followed Doc out to the lab. He thought of having Jules and Verne wear some of the clothes that he wore from his younger days, but then he realized this could actually be more trouble than it was really worth.
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"Perfect," Doc commented, after Marty and the boys changed their clothes. "Now the three of you should be able to fit in that year. Marty, as you were around during that year, I assume you should be able to remember all that was big during the year."
"Actually, all I can remember from that year," Marty replied, "is that Goldie Wilson was elected as the mayor for the very first time, and also that Lou's Cafe changed into Lou's Aerobics - and my mother joined the Jazzercise program. That is, in the current timeline. In the original timeline, she didn't care as much about being fit."
"Oh, yeah, I was a little sad to see the Cafe get shut down," Doc said, shaking his head. "Lou was always a bit gruff - but he was quite decent towards me, all things considered. Lou had even made that public statement supporting Goldie Wilson as our new mayor, so he really made a complete turnaround in that department."
"Yeah, I still remember how he was extremely racist during the '40s," Marty said, as he shook his head. "I guess he did come to grow fond of his son-in-law. His son now has ownership of the aerobics studio. I wonder who will own the Cafe '80s."
"I think Cliff Tannen would be the owner of the Cafe '80s," Doc replied. As he saw Marty's horrified look, he laughed and said, "I'm just kidding! Actually, that cafe is owned by Lou Carruthers III. So the Carruthers will be retaining the ownership."
Marty breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Yeah, I know him somewhat. He was two grades below me, and he's part of this chess club. He's a nice enough person, but I really don't have too much in common with him. I mean, he only listens to classical music - and that kind of music tend to really bore me, to be perfectly honest."
"Anyway," Doc continued, "since there's the three of you, I think you guys should use the station wagon. It would be really cramped in the DeLorean, and I need to make sure you boys are all packed up for the entire week. Marty, I'll need you to make sure that the boys are watched at all times, so that they don't get lost."
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Marty took in a breath, as he wondered who it could be. Maybe it was just Clara. Marty went to open the door.
"Jennifer!" Marty exclaimed, in surprise, as he saw his girlfriend. Jennifer was wearing bell bottom jeans and a brightly coloured tie-dye shirt, complete with platform shoes and a hot pink poncho. She was dressed for the '70s.
"Do you like my outfit, Marty?" Jennifer asked, smiling. "I was just in the mood to dress up for the 1970s. As much as I really like the '80s, I am missing the '70s."
"Well, Jennifer, you're just in luck," Marty replied. "I was just about to go back to the 1970s with the boys. Would you like to join us on our adventure?"
"Oh, for sure!" gasped Jennifer. "I would love to be able to see the '70s again. I sure do have a lot of memories from that decade. This is going to be so awesome!"
"I'll have to give you some more money, then," Doc said, speaking up. "The Bluebird Motel isn't going to let the two of you rent a room together, if you aren't married."
"That is so stupid!" Jennifer exclaimed. "Why should they care if we're married, or not? That's really none of their damn business. I guess that is so they can just get some more money off us, right? I guess this is what it comes down to - money!"
"It's 'traditional morals' that they're motivated by," Doc said, quietly, "not money. I agree that this really shouldn't be of any concern to them, but I think it's motivated by the fear that if they allow what they believe to be 'sexual immorality' to take place in the motel, that it may reflect badly on their reputation. That's what it's all about."
Marty and Jennifer turned to each other, and rolled their eyes. Having a reputation of enabling "immorality" would be real bad for the business, as it would lead to boycotts and protests from these uptight Fundamentalist Christian groups.
Marty sat in the driver's seat of the station wagon, as Jennifer sat in the passenger seat beside her. Jules and Verne stepped into the back. Marty then went to turn on the time, and he set the destination time for NOV 5, 1975 at 2:00 PM.
"All right, Marty," Doc said, as he handed Marty some money. "Now, this should be enough to get through through the entire week. Have a safe journey, everyone!"
Marty, Jennifer, and the boys all waved to Doc. The group was silent, as Marty begin driving the station wagon to Hill Valley Park. He was feeling a little nervous.
"All right, everyone," Marty warned, as he began to hover the station wagon. "Brace yourselves for temporal displacement." Marty then accelerated the station wagon up to 88 miles per hour, until the station wagon broke the time barrier.