Chapter 6
Saturday, July 2nd 1977
3:57pm
"Come on Doc!" Marty cried. "Wake up!"
Doc stirred, then came back to life, holding his head.
"Doc!! Are you alright?" Marty asked.
"I've been better." Doc grunted. "Where's Jennifer?"
"That bastard Ron took her and knocked out Biff! Should we wake him?" Marty said, pointing to Biff, who was still out cold.
"I think we should." Doc said. "If Biff never woke up, we could have a paradox."
So Doc and Marty walked over to Biff, lightly slapping his cheeks. After a while, Biff woke up.
"What happened?" Biff said.
"Your friend Ron knocked you out cold and took our friend Jen- ah, Elizabeth." Doc said.
Biff looked thoughtful, then a familiar scowl, the Tannen scowl, appeared on his face.
"That son of a bitch! Wait till I get my hands on 'im!" Biff growled.
"We have to get Elizabeth back!" Marty said. "I swear to God if that moron even touches a hair on Elizabeth's head, he is gonna get it!" Marty said.
"If that is the case, then you'll need my help." Biff said. "I know where he is, and we could get your girl back."
"But aren't you friends with him?" Doc said.
"Oh, Ron and I have had a stormy relationship. We always get into fights. But when I get to him, the friendship is over." Biff said.
"You promise?" Marty said, still not trusting Biff.
Biff looked surprised. "Of course I will help you. Why, don't you trust me?"
"Oh no, no, no. I trust you." Marty said, taken aback. "So, um, what do we do?"
"Well, we could go to the room I am staying in and discuss a plan there. Is that suitable?" Biff said.
Marty and Doc looked at each other. "Well, all right." Doc said. "Let's go now."
So Biff, Marty and Doc walked over to the car park.
"So, do you think the DeLorean will be safe?" Marty whispered to Doc.
"Yes, it should be. I've locked the doors. It should be fine." Doc whispered back.
They arrived in the car park. Biff walked over to a Pink Cadillac car. Biff reached into his pocket and took out some keys and unlocked the driver's door. He got inside.
"Get in." Biff said.
Marty and Doc opened the doors and got inside. Biff started the car and drove off to his apartment.
* * *
They arrived 15 minutes later at the Hotel Complex where Biff was currently staying at. They got inside the elevator and went to the top floor. From there Biff, Marty and Doc went to Apartment 91. Biff unlocked the door and the group stepped inside.
The apartment looked pretty nice, with a big screen T.V, a leather couch and a big kitchen.
"This place sure looks nice." Marty commented.
"Let's discuss our plan of attack." Biff said, walking over to the kitchen table. Marty and Doc walked over.
"Okay, now Ron lives at 2145 Keaton Street. I originally came to New York not just to see the concert, but to visit 'im." Biff explained. "Anyway, how do you suggest we get your friend back?"
Before anyone could answer, the telephone rang. Biff walked over and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"This is Ron, Biffy." A voice said.
"Ron!! You butthead! What do you think you're doing?" Biff yelled.
"I've got a deal. If you give me 10,000 dollars, I'll give you the girl." Ron said.
"10,000 dollars?!? That's way to much!" Biff protested.
"Goodbye Tannen." Ron said. There was a click at the other end. Ron had hanged up.
Biff slammed the phone down in frustration.
"What happened?" Doc asked.
"That was Ron. He said to get the girl back, we have to pay him 10,000 dollars!" Biff exclaimed.
"10,000 dollars! That's a fortune! We have to think of some way else to get Jen-,ah Elizabeth back. What if we dropped over to the house and picked Elizabeth up and took her away?" Marty said.
"It wouldn't work." Doc said. "Ron might have her tied up. Even if he doesn't, I don't think we could get her two steps before Ron catches her."
"Maybe, we could get the Bee Gees to come and distract Ron." Marty joked.
"You know, that might work!" Doc said. While Marty stared at him with a n expression of sceptism, Biff thought it over.
"Yeah, that just might work. Come on, there's no time to lose!!" Biff said. They left the building and got back into the car, to get the Bee Gees.
* * *
Ron Presley hanged up the phone, grinning. He had gotten Elizabeth Wells, and pretty soon, he would get 10,000 dollars in cash as well.
Ron looked at Elizabeth, tied with rope onto a chair.
"Well, well, well, how are you feeling." Ron said, his tone smug.
"Oh I'm just dandy." Elizabeth said sarcastically. "Let me go!!"
Ron snickered. "Ha! That's what you think! No, I'm not gonna let you go. You see, when then those guys give me 10,000 dollars I still won't let you go. You're gonna be my wife!" Ron said.
"No you won't!" Elizabeth said. "I don't want your sleazy hands on me!"
Ron's face darkened. "You had better watch what you say. Because if you continue being disrespectful to me..." He said. He put his hand into his pocket and pulled out his pistol, cocking back the hammer. "...then I'm afraid you're friends aren't gonna leave this place alive."
Saturday, July 2nd 1977
3:57pm
"Come on Doc!" Marty cried. "Wake up!"
Doc stirred, then came back to life, holding his head.
"Doc!! Are you alright?" Marty asked.
"I've been better." Doc grunted. "Where's Jennifer?"
"That bastard Ron took her and knocked out Biff! Should we wake him?" Marty said, pointing to Biff, who was still out cold.
"I think we should." Doc said. "If Biff never woke up, we could have a paradox."
So Doc and Marty walked over to Biff, lightly slapping his cheeks. After a while, Biff woke up.
"What happened?" Biff said.
"Your friend Ron knocked you out cold and took our friend Jen- ah, Elizabeth." Doc said.
Biff looked thoughtful, then a familiar scowl, the Tannen scowl, appeared on his face.
"That son of a bitch! Wait till I get my hands on 'im!" Biff growled.
"We have to get Elizabeth back!" Marty said. "I swear to God if that moron even touches a hair on Elizabeth's head, he is gonna get it!" Marty said.
"If that is the case, then you'll need my help." Biff said. "I know where he is, and we could get your girl back."
"But aren't you friends with him?" Doc said.
"Oh, Ron and I have had a stormy relationship. We always get into fights. But when I get to him, the friendship is over." Biff said.
"You promise?" Marty said, still not trusting Biff.
Biff looked surprised. "Of course I will help you. Why, don't you trust me?"
"Oh no, no, no. I trust you." Marty said, taken aback. "So, um, what do we do?"
"Well, we could go to the room I am staying in and discuss a plan there. Is that suitable?" Biff said.
Marty and Doc looked at each other. "Well, all right." Doc said. "Let's go now."
So Biff, Marty and Doc walked over to the car park.
"So, do you think the DeLorean will be safe?" Marty whispered to Doc.
"Yes, it should be. I've locked the doors. It should be fine." Doc whispered back.
They arrived in the car park. Biff walked over to a Pink Cadillac car. Biff reached into his pocket and took out some keys and unlocked the driver's door. He got inside.
"Get in." Biff said.
Marty and Doc opened the doors and got inside. Biff started the car and drove off to his apartment.
* * *
They arrived 15 minutes later at the Hotel Complex where Biff was currently staying at. They got inside the elevator and went to the top floor. From there Biff, Marty and Doc went to Apartment 91. Biff unlocked the door and the group stepped inside.
The apartment looked pretty nice, with a big screen T.V, a leather couch and a big kitchen.
"This place sure looks nice." Marty commented.
"Let's discuss our plan of attack." Biff said, walking over to the kitchen table. Marty and Doc walked over.
"Okay, now Ron lives at 2145 Keaton Street. I originally came to New York not just to see the concert, but to visit 'im." Biff explained. "Anyway, how do you suggest we get your friend back?"
Before anyone could answer, the telephone rang. Biff walked over and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"This is Ron, Biffy." A voice said.
"Ron!! You butthead! What do you think you're doing?" Biff yelled.
"I've got a deal. If you give me 10,000 dollars, I'll give you the girl." Ron said.
"10,000 dollars?!? That's way to much!" Biff protested.
"Goodbye Tannen." Ron said. There was a click at the other end. Ron had hanged up.
Biff slammed the phone down in frustration.
"What happened?" Doc asked.
"That was Ron. He said to get the girl back, we have to pay him 10,000 dollars!" Biff exclaimed.
"10,000 dollars! That's a fortune! We have to think of some way else to get Jen-,ah Elizabeth back. What if we dropped over to the house and picked Elizabeth up and took her away?" Marty said.
"It wouldn't work." Doc said. "Ron might have her tied up. Even if he doesn't, I don't think we could get her two steps before Ron catches her."
"Maybe, we could get the Bee Gees to come and distract Ron." Marty joked.
"You know, that might work!" Doc said. While Marty stared at him with a n expression of sceptism, Biff thought it over.
"Yeah, that just might work. Come on, there's no time to lose!!" Biff said. They left the building and got back into the car, to get the Bee Gees.
* * *
Ron Presley hanged up the phone, grinning. He had gotten Elizabeth Wells, and pretty soon, he would get 10,000 dollars in cash as well.
Ron looked at Elizabeth, tied with rope onto a chair.
"Well, well, well, how are you feeling." Ron said, his tone smug.
"Oh I'm just dandy." Elizabeth said sarcastically. "Let me go!!"
Ron snickered. "Ha! That's what you think! No, I'm not gonna let you go. You see, when then those guys give me 10,000 dollars I still won't let you go. You're gonna be my wife!" Ron said.
"No you won't!" Elizabeth said. "I don't want your sleazy hands on me!"
Ron's face darkened. "You had better watch what you say. Because if you continue being disrespectful to me..." He said. He put his hand into his pocket and pulled out his pistol, cocking back the hammer. "...then I'm afraid you're friends aren't gonna leave this place alive."