"Morty, hand me that case," Doc said. Morty found a case with a radiation warning like on Doc's hazmat suit. He brought it over to the Doc.

"Doc, why do we need this case?" Morty asked.

"Because Marty, this is where I keep my plutonium," Doc responded.

"I'm Morty."

"Excuse me?"

"You called me Marty."

"Well, I'm terribly sorry Morty, let's get to work." Morty felt useful, like this was the exact opposite of Rick. He was nice, and it seemed that he cared about Morty, like a friend. Morty put on a radiation suit and helped Doc build a small flux capacitor. They strapped the capacitor to a wind-up car with the plutonium. "Alright Morty, when this baby reaches 10 miles an hour, you're going to see some serious stuff." He wound-uP the car, and let it fly. The car sparked and traveled to November 6th, 1955.