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Later on that evening, Jennifer came out wearing a white dress with white lace around it.
'Wow, Jennifer!' gushed Marty. 'You look so beautiful in that dress!'
'Thank you, Marty,' Jennifer replied, blushing. 'It will be so cool to see the clock tower being put up. The only problem is, if we get our picture taken with it, we won't be able to show it to anybody.'
'Well, I guess it will just be our little secret,' Marty replied, smiling.
'Well, now that you put it that way...' Jennifer said, smiling.
Marty then Jennifer then embraced and kissed.
'Shall we head over to the festival, now?' asked Doc, interrupting Marty and Jennifer's kiss.
'Yes,' Marty and Jennnifer replied, simultaneously.
Marty and Jennifer then followed Doc down to the festival.
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'Ladies and gentlemen!' called out Mayor Hubert, as he was standing in front of the clock that would eventually be in the Courthouse. 'As mayor of Hill Valley, it gives me great pleasure to dedicate this clock to the people of Hill County. May it stand for all time! Tell me when, gentlemen!'
'3... 2... 1...' called out the townspeople. 'Now!'
The Mayor started the clock, and fireworks were released into the sky.
'Let the festivities begin!' proclaimed the Mayor.
Then the Hill Valley Festival Band started to perform Battle Cry Of Freedom.
'Hey, Jennifer,' whispered Marty, turning to his girlfriend. 'Don't these guys kinda look like ZZ Top?'
'Yeah, they kinda do,' Jennifer said, after she took a close look at the band. 'Maybe these guys are ancestors of ZZ Top.'
'Well, it's either that,' Marty said, smiling, 'or, somehow, the members of ZZ Top found a way to travel back in time.'
Marty and Jennifer started laughing. They then went to join Doc, as they were watching the dedication of the clock.
'Y'know, Marty,' Doc said, as he was thinking back to their history with the clock, 'in a way, it's fitting that we are all here to witness this.'
'Too bad I didn't bring my camera,' Marty said, quietly.
Then, almost as if on cue, there was a flash of light. Doc and looked at Marty and Jennifer, and all three of them smiled. A few minutes later, the three of them were standing in front of the clock
'Ready, folks?' asked the photographer.
'Smile, you two,' Doc urged Marty and Jennifer.
Then the picture was taken.
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'Yee Har!' called out one of the band members, as they began to play Doubleback.
'What great music!' gushed Doc.
'Yeah,' agreed Marty, nodding, 'it's got a beat and you can dance to it!'
'It's not bad music at all for this era,' added Jennifer.
As Marty and Jennifer were dancing around, the Colt Gun salesman turned to Marty and asked, 'Young man, want to give it a try?'
'No, no, thanks,' replied Marty, as he continued to dance with Jennifer
'Son! Sonny boy!' the salesman kept insisting. Trying his best to ignore the salesman, Marty continued to dance with Jennifer. 'Son! Son! Son!' urged the salesman, as he nudged Marty's shoulder with the gun. Marty then turns around. 'Hey! I just told you that even a baby can handle this weapon. Surely you're not afraid to try something that a baby can do.'
'Hey, I'm not afraid of nothing,' insisted Marty.
'Oh, come on then,' urged the salesman, 'let's just step up here like a man.' He then handed Marty a gun. Marty stood in front of an Old West Diorama, and he noticed that it looked very similar to the Wild Gunman game Marty played (will play?) in the Cafe '80s in 2015. 'Now, what you do is just ease that hammer back there and squeeze off a round.' Marty pointed it to the diorama but shook his head. The salesman guided Marty's hand into position, as he said, 'No, no, no, right on out there and be real smooth. That's the way you do it.' Marty shot - and he missed. The salesman started laughing. 'Oh God!'
'Listen,' Marty said, embarrassed, 'can I try that again?'
'Yeah, go on,' replied the salesman, as he laughed again.
Marty aimed the gun and shot - and he hit a direct shot. He repeated this again a few more times. Everyone was amazed.
'Hey, just tell me one thing,' insisted the salesman. 'Where'd you learn to shoot like that?
'Seven-Eleven,' Marty replied, automatically.
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'Now swing that partner half way 'round...' the festival caller was singing. 'Sashay back to the middle of the set... All the way up to the head of the set... Now bow to the partner, you're through!'
Some strange man then ran up to them, and shouted, 'Hey, what are you doing with my girlfriend?'
'Who the hell are you?' shouted Marty. He then took a close look at the man, and realized that he looked a bit like Douglas Needles.
'You get away from my Clara!' ordered the man. Then, turning to Jennifer, he jerked her away from Marty and snarled, 'How dare you run away from me?'
'But, sir, you...' Jennifer started to say.
Then man then slapped her in the face, and he snarled, 'You've been a very naughty girl! Now you will have to be punished.'
'I believe you've underestimated me, mister,' shouted Jennifer.
'Have I now?' snarled the man.
Jennifer then kicked the man in the shins, as he cringed over with pain. He then pushed Jennifer to the floor. The music then stopped, and everyone turned to star at Jennifer and the man.
'What are you doing here, Needles?' demanded Mark, as he ran up to the man.
Marty spotted a frisbee plate on the refreshments table, and he lifted it up and threw it to that Needles person. Needles was a bit stunned, and his hat fell off. He looked around to see who threw the plate, and he spotted Marty.
'You!' shouted Needles.
'Hey, lighten up, jerk!' called out Marty.
Confused as to what Marty meant, Needles turns to his gang members - who were equally confused. He then turned back to Marty, and snarled, 'Mighty strong words, runt! You man enough to back them up with more than just a pie plate?'
'Look, just leave my friends alone,' Marty said, quietly, as he started to walk away.
'What's wrong, dude?' shouted Needles. 'You yella?' Marty paused, as he turned to Needles. Needles laughed and said, 'That's what I thought. A yellow belly.'
'Nobody...' Marty said, turning to Needles, 'calls me yellow.'
'Then let's finish it,' insisted Needles. 'Right now.'
'Uh, not now, Billy,' said one of Needles' lackeys. 'Marshall's got our guns.'
'Like I said,' Billy Needles continued, 'we'll finish this tomorrow.'
'Tomorrow we're robbing the Pine City Stage,' said another one of the gang members.
'How 'bout Monday?' asked Billy. 'We doing anything on Monday?'
The gang members checked with each other, then they nodded their heads.
'Uh, no, Monday be fine,' said the third gang member. 'You can kill him on Monday.'
'I'll be back this way on Monday. We'll settle this then,' said Billy. 'Right there out in the street, in front of the Palace Saloon.'
'Yeah, right,' Marty said, a bit uncomfortable. 'When? High noon?'
'Noon?' asked Billy, laughing. 'I do my killing before breakfast. Seven o'clock!'
'Eight o'clock,' Marty said, more confidently. 'I do my killing after breakfast.'
Jennifer and Doc stared at Marty, horrified.
