Kid's Alcohol Place/Mansion

While Griff was carrying Marty Jr. to Kids place that happened to be a place where he created alcohol which had to be private due to prohibition and was actually a mansion. He had guards all around the place to keep an eye out on intruders and police.

Griff: Well, well, well. My great grandfather's mansion and alcohol company

Guard 1: What do you think you're doing here with that bag?

Guard 2: Is that a load of alcohol for Kid?

Griff: No! It's a guy that he would be pleased with to kill. He was actually plotting to destroy this place with guns and bombs. And in case you were wondering I'm actually a long lost friend of his who happens to be in the gangster/criminal field.

Guard 1: Wow! Nobody has ever tried to stand up to Irving Tannen before. And I never thought anybody would be a fan of him either.

Guard 2: If that's the case come on in.

The guards let Griff in with Marty Jr. in the bag. He enters the place amazed by how Kid was such a successful gangster. It made him jealous that he wished he had this lifestyle even more. He reaches Kids office and knocks on the door.

Kid: Who is it?

Griff: It's a long lost criminal friend of yours. I got a person who has been plotting to destroy your place and kill you.

Kid: Really? Come on in!

Griff: Hello Kid, my name is Cletus Kassidy.

Kid: Nice meeting you Mr. Brock. I don't remember you anywhere in my life but anyways, can I see the guy who plotted to destroy me?

Griff: Well here he is! (opens bag to reveal Marty Jr.)

Marty Jr.: Oh where am I?

Kid: My place you idiot! And Mr. Kassidy here brought you here in order for me to kill you for wanting to ruin my plans!

Marty Jr.: Kassidy?

Griff: Me! I'm Cletus Kassidy!

Marty Jr.: Oh

Kid: And who are you runt?

Marty Jr.: Harry Callahan.

Kid: Well, Mr. Callahan, I will send my guys to the basement to lock you up until later tonight while me and Kassidy here discuss plans to kill you, make alcohol available around Hill Valley, and be the most famous and successful gangster ever!

Griff: Bye bye, Callahan!

Marty Jr.: (once the guards take him away) Noooooo!