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Jennifer headed out to find Marty and Doc. She checked her dress pocket, and she saw that the bottle of aspirin was still there. After wandering around a little bit, she found the Palace Saloon. She stepped in and walked up to the bartender.
'What'll it be, stranger?' the bartender asked Jennifer.
'Uh,' stammered Jennifer, 'I'll have, uh, ice water.'
'Ice water?' asked one of the old timers, while his buddies started to laugh.
'Water?' asked the bartender, incredulously. 'You want water, you better go dunk your head in the horse trough back there. In here, we pour whiskey.'
The bartender then poured Jennifer a small glass. Jennifer just stared at it.
'Excuse me,' Jennifer asked, 'I'm trying to find an Emmett Brown.'
Before the bartender could respond, though, a tough sounding voice said, 'Well, lookie what we've got here! Pretty nice dress, girly!' Buford then began to lift up Jennifer's skirt, and he added, 'Although, I think you'd look better wearing nothing at all.' Buford then touched her breast and tried to give her a French kiss.
'You jerk!' Jennifer shouted, she slapped Buford.
Buford then started to chase Jennifer.
'Go get the rope,' Buford shouted to his gang. 'I think it's time to teach this broad a lesson.'
Jennifer was running away with all of her might, but she saw Buford and his gang catching up with her. Buford then lassoed a rope over Jennifer's neck, and dragged her over to the new courthouse. They then tied her up to the poll.
'Lets hang her!' shouted Buford's gang.
'We got ourselves a new courthouse,' declared Buford. 'High time we had a hanging!'
'Somebody help!' shrieked Jennifer, as the noose was tightened. Jennifer put her hand between her neck and the noose so she wouldn't suffocate. Buford and his gang were laughing loudly.
'Haven't had a hanging in a long time!' added Buford.
Suddenly, Doc showed up - and he shot a gun at Buford, cutting the rope loose from Jennifer. 'It'll shoot the fleas off a dogs back at 500 yards, Tannen - and it's pointed straight at your head!'
'You owe me money, blacksmith,' growled Buford.
'How do ya figure?' demanded Doc.
'My horse threw his shoe,' growled Buford. 'Seeing you was the one who done the shoeing, I figures you was responsible.'
'Well, since you never paid me for the job,' said Doc, 'I say that makes us even!'
'Wrong!' growled Buford. 'See, I was on my horse when he threw his shoe - and I got throwed off. And that just caused me to bust a perfectly good bottle of fine Kentucky Redeye. So the way I figure, blacksmith, you owe me $5 for the whiskey, and $75 for the horse.'
'Look,' Doc protested, 'if your horse threw his shoe, bring him back and I'll reshoe him!'
'But I shot that horse!' argued Buford.
'Well that's your problem, Tannen!' retorted Doc.
'Wrong,' growled Buford. 'That's yours. So from now on, you better be looking behind you when you walk. 'Cause one day you gonna get a bullet in your back.' Then to his gang, Buford added, 'Let's go!'
Buford and his gang then ran off, leaving Doc and Jennifer alone.
'Doc!' Jennifer yelled out, excitedly.
'How nice to see you, Jennifer!' gushed Doc. 'Are you all right? Did you bring the aspirin along for Marty?'
'Yeah, it's right here in my pocket,' Jennifer replied, as she pulled out the bottle from her pocket and showed him.
'Good!' replied Doc. 'Let's go back to our place, and we'll tend to Marty.'
oooooooooo
Jennifer was a bit apprehensive, as she followed Doc over to his house. She saw that Marty was asleep on a cot.
'Marty,' Jennifer said, softly, 'I have some aspirin for you.'
Marty then slowly woke up, as he said, 'Jennifer?'
'Yes, it's me' replied Jennifer. 'I brought you some aspirin.'
'Wow, aren't you a sight for sore eyes,' exclaimed Marty. 'Let me look at you.'
'Has it really been that long since you last saw me?' Jennifer asked, smiling.
'Well, I wasn't sure if I would ever see you again,' replied Marty. 'I wasn't sure if Western Union would ever deliver the letter to you.'
'Anyway, Marty,' Jennifer said, as handed Marty some tablets and a glass of water, 'here, take some aspirin.'
Marty then took some aspirin, as he swallowed. 'Thanks, Jennifer,' whispered Marty.
'So, Jennifer,' asked Doc, 'where did you park the DeLorean?'
'It's near the cave,' replied Jennifer, quietly. 'I ended up running into some Indians, so I drove away from them. Unfortunately, I drove into a tree - so the fuel line is ripped out. I buried the car with some brush.'
'You mean we're out of gas?' Doc asked, incredulously.
'Well, what about the Mr. Fusion?' asked Jennifer, confused.
'Mr. Fusion powers the time circuits and the flux capacitor,' explained Doc. 'But the internal combustion engine runs on ordinary gasoline, it always has. There's not going to be a gas station around here until sometime in the next century. Without gasoline, we can't get the DeLorean up to 88 miles per hour.'
'So what'll we do?' groaned Marty. 'We can't be stuck here forever. We have a life to live in 1985.'
'Well, look on the positive side,' Jennifer said, in an attempt to be optimistic. 'At least we have each other. Anyway, if Doc was able to send us back home to 1985 from 1955 - I'm sure we'll be able to find a way to return to 1985 from here.'
'I hope so,' Marty said, sighing. 'This era is too boring to me.'
'Yeah, Buford is really getting on my nerves,' Jennifer said, sighing. 'He got fresh with me in the saloon, then he tried to hang me. So anyway, Marty, how are you?'
'Feeling a little better,' replied Marty, 'now that you're here with me.'
'Aw, Marty,' gushed Jennifer, blushing, 'that's so sweet.'
Just as Marty and Jennifer were about to kiss, Buford came in through the door.
'Well, blacksmith,' snarled Buford, 'you owe me 80 dollars! Someone said you lived here - so I'm gonna shoot you in the back if you don't get the money to me right away!' Buford then noticed Jennifer, and he added, 'Well, well, well, look who we have here! I like you in that pink dress, though you'd look better in nothing at all!'
Buford then tied up Jennifer, while Marty watched helplessly from his bed, as he was still too sick to move. As Marty watched Buford drag Jennifer outside, he began to cry. He was worried that Buford might kill her.
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'Marty, what's wrong?' asked Doc, as he walked into his house and saw that Marty was crying.
'That bastard kidnapped Jennifer,' Marty sobbed. 'Doc, what should we do?'
'Don't worry,' Doc said, softly. 'We'll think of somthing. We can maybe contact the police, and tell them that Jennifer has been kidnapped.'
'Oh, Doc, what if he kills her?' Marty asked, sobbing. 'What if he kills her? She means so much to me, and I can't stand to lose her.'
'Try not to fret, Marty,' Doc said, as he gently laid his arm on Marty's arm. 'You need your rest, Marty. Did Jennifer give you some aspirin?'
'Yeah, yeah, he did,' responded Marty, as he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.
'Good,' replied Doc. 'Just leave everything to me, Marty. We won't let Buford and his gang harm Jennifer. Just try to get some rest, now.'
'Yes, Doc,' Marty said, sighing, 'I will.'
oooooooooo
As Jennifer came to, she looked around the room, while she was in as daze. Where am I? Jennifer thought, to herself. How did I get here?
Just then, Buford came in and he snarled, 'Well, well, well, I see that our broad woke up now. You ready to give me what I want?'
'Never, you bastard!' Jennifer spat out.
'Don't you dare speak to me that way!' snarled Buford. 'Didn't your parents teach you any manners?'
'Yes, I have manners!' retorted Jennifer. 'Just not for the likes of you!'
'How dare you!' snarled Buford. 'You know, broad, I could...'
Just then, the police stormed into the room, and Marshall Strickland snarled, 'You stop right there, Buford Tannen!'
'Oh, how nice to...' Buford started to say.
Marshall Strickland then punched Buford out, and he handcuffed Buford behind his back. The rest of Buford's gang entered the room - and they started at the police, shocked. The police knocked them out, too - while handcuffing them. Then Marshall Strickland released Jennifer from her restraints, and let her go.
'Thanks,' Jennifer said, breathing heavily. 'You just saved my life.'
'We're just doing our job,' Marshall Strickland said, smiling. 'Now just run along. You won't have to worry about Buford and his gang anymore.'
As Jennifer went outside, she saw Doc standing there. She ran up to Doc and threw her arms around him. Doc returned the hug.