(Friday, October 25th, 1985, 7:16 PM)
(At Lyon's Estate)
By the time the siblings made it back to their neighborhood, Lyon's Estate, it was starting to get dark. They let go of the back of the pickup truck that they were hanging onto to get home faster and skateboarded up to their house. Ally was the first one to see the car totaled and being towed back into the driveway.
"Well, that's perfect." Marty sighed, seeing the car. "Looks like you'll have to pay up." Ally commented. Ally kicked up the skateboard and she tucked it underneath her arm. The siblings enter their house and were instantly met with their dad and bully Biff Tannen. Ally rolled her eyes at the petty argument.
"I can't believe you loaned me a car and didn't tell me that you had a blind spot! I could've been killed!" Biff berated, hands on his hips. George McFly, Marty and Ally's dad, leaned against the kitchen island. "Now, Biff, now- I never noticed that it had any blind spot when I drove it," George said, noticing the two teens, "Hi kids."
Ally rolled her eyes and Marty leaned back against the wall, heaving a sigh. "Are you blind, Mcfly? It's there, how else you explain that wreck out there?" Biff chastized, paying no mind to the two teens standing by the doorway.
'You're the dumbass that wrecked it. Asshole.' Ally thought, getting a headache from Biff. "And as for my shirt, who's gonna pay for my cleaning bill? I spilled beer all over it when I crashed it." Biff said, holding out his shirt. He didn't even give George a chance to answer before he said anything.
"Where are my reports, Mcfly?" Biff demanded. "Um well, I figured since they weren't due until-" George began but Biff took him by the tie and started to knock on his head like it was a door. "Hello, hello? Anyone home? Think, Mcfly, think." Biff taunted, letting go of George's tie, "I got to have time to retype them. Do you realize what would happen if I hand in my report with your handwriting? I'll get fired. You wouldn't want that to happen would you?"
George couldn't think of a way to answer him so Biff grabbed him by the tie again, roughly pulling him towards him. "Would you?!" Biff bellowed. "Of course not, Biff. I wouldn't want that to happen." George answered. Biff snickered and walked to the candy jar that sat on the shelf by the front door. He took a couple of pieces of candy as if he owned it.
"I'll have those reports up tonight and have them there first thing in the morning," George says. "Oh, not too early because I sleep in Saturdays." Biff says, "Oh, McFly, your shoe's untied!" He pointed at George's feet. George glances down, only for Biff to hit him on the nose. "Hah! Don't be so gullible, Mcfly." Biff laughed as he walked to the kitchen.
He opens the fridge and grabs a beer from it. "I bring your car back to your house and all you got for me is light beer?" Biff scoffed, walking towards the door. He then sees Marty and Ally staring at him. "What're you two buttheads looking at?" Biff curtly asked. Ally gave him a disapproving glare, giving every sign that she loathed Biff.
"Hmph. Say hi to your mom for me." Biff says before leaving the house. "Pfft. What an immature douchebag." Ally said. Marty grinned at what she said. George walks over and leans against the wall. "I know what you two are going to say. And you two are right. Biff just happens to be my supervisor and I'm not very good at confrontations." George admitted. He wasn't always the confrontational type; he fell on the more of the submissive side.
"But the car, dad." Marty sighed, turning back towards the living room. "Dad, he's the one who wrecked it!" Ally groaned, "He's the idiot who should be paying for the damages, not you." Ally followed Marty into the living room and rubbed the back of her neck.
"Dad, I needed the car tomorrow night. Do you know how important this was to me?" Marty sighed. George followed them into the living room and put a hand on his chest. "I know and all I can say is, I'm sorry," George said.
(Dinner Time)
The McFly family sat down at their table for dinner that night. Ally sat between Marty and George. Their older siblings, David and Linda were sitting across from them. Ally had a can of Dr. Pepper in her hand.
"Believe me, you two. You're better off not having to worry about all that aggravation and headaches." George says, pouring some peanut brittle into a bowl. He then started passing it around the table. "He's right, Marty and Ally. You two don't need to have those headaches." David said, their older brother.
Then, he and George laugh at something on the TV. It was of someone dressed as a spaceman. Ally rolled her eyes and continued to eat her food in front of her. Their mother, Lorraine Baines-McFly, walked in from the kitchen with a beer in one hand and a cake in the other hand.
"Kids, we're gonna have to eat this by ourselves. Your Uncle Joey didn't make parole again." Lorraine sighed, throwing the cake onto the table. It was of a bird being let out of a jail cell. "Again? I'm not surprised." Ally said, rolling her eyes.
"Yeah, so it'd be nice if you all dropped him a line," Lorraine said, sitting down at the table. "Uncle Jailbird Joey?" Marty said sarcastically. "He's your brother mom." David agreed, narrowing his eyes at his mother.
"Yeah, it's a major embarrassment having an uncle in prison," Linda said, reaching up to her hair and taking out a hair curler from her hair. "We all make mistakes in life, children." Lorraine sighed, gripping onto the glass that had her alcohol in it. David then checks his watch and he realizes that he's late for work.
"Goddammit, I'm late!" David swore, getting up from his chair. He started to walk out of the door before Lorraine stopped him. "David, watch your mouth! And come give your mother a kiss before you go." Lorraine scolded, waving her hand towards her. David walks back over and kissed Lorraine on the cheek before he walked out of the door.
"Marty, I'm not your answering service. Jennifer called you twice while you and Ally were pouting over the car." Linda said, crossing her arms on the table. "I don't like her, Marty. Any girl who calls a boy is asking for trouble." Lorraine said. "Mom, I don't think there's anything wrong with calling a boy." Ally replied, taking a drink of her soda.
"Well, I think it's terrible! Girls chasing boys. I never did any of that stuff when I was your age. Never chased a boy, called a boy, or sat in a parked car with one." Lorraine said, giving her opinion of Jennifer. "Well, how are Ally and I supposed to meet anyone?" Linda asked.
Lorraine patted Linda's hand gently, which was sitting on the table. "It'll just happen. Like how I met your father." Lorraine tells them. "Didn't grandpa hit him with his car?" Ally asked, raising a brow. Lorraine simply smiled at her daughter's question. "It was meant to be. If your grandpa never hit him then none of you would've been born." Lorraine explained, giving a nod.
"Yeah, but why was he in the middle of the street?" Ally asked, side glancing at her dad. He was focusing his attention on the paperwork in front of him. "Were you bird watching, George?" Lorraine asks. "Huh? What Lorraine?" George asked, looking up from his paperwork. He didn't seem to comprehend what his wife was saying.
Lorraine brushed off George's dismissive comment and continued on with her story on how she met George. "Anyway, your grandpa hit him with the car and we brought him into the house, he seemed so helpless. Like a little lost puppy, and my heart went out to him." Lorraine reminisced, smiling the whole time with her eyes shut.
"We heard this story a million times, you felt sorry for him and you decided to take him to the fish under the sea dance," Linda said, sounding a bit irritated. Lorraine shook her head at Linda's response. "No, it was The Enchantment Under the Sea dance. It was our first date and it was the night of that terrible thunderstorm, remember, George?" Lorraine said, only to be ignored by her husband.
"Your father kissed me for the first time on that dance floor. It was then I realized that I was going to spend the rest of my life with him." Lorraine finished, holding her wine glass in both hands. She glanced up at George, who was looking at the tv.
Ally could see just how dysfunctional her parents' marriage was. When was the last time they ever showed affection towards each other? She couldn't remember. Maybe it stopped when they had kids.
But Ally and Marty couldn't worry about that. They had to be ready to meet Doc tonight at Twins Peak Mall. Neither sibling knew just what Doc had been working on over the last week. They were eager to know.