Saturday, November 12th, 1955. 9:00 PM.
Hill Valley, CA.
17 year-old Biff Tannen sure had a hard day today. He had to pay 300 dollars to repair his car after crashing it into a manure truck a few days earlier. The accident had occurred while he was chasing the new kid in town, Calvin Klein, after a fight. Obviously Biff didn't know that his real name was Marty Mcfly and that Marty was from the future world of 1985.
He was the son of George Mcfly, a school geek Biff had bullied around since the 1st grade. Marty's future mom was Lorraine Baines, Biff's lifetime romantic interest. On this particular day, Lorraine had asked Marty to go to the dance with her, obviously not knowing he was her future son!
At this event, Marty had formulated a plan with the often shy and unconfident young man who would become his father. It would involve Marty pretending to take advantage of Lorraine, and George would punch him, thus making Lorraine fall in love with George. This plan had almost gone horribly wrong though. When George got to the car, he was horrified that Lorraine really was in trouble and that his bully, Biff was in the car, and not his new friend, Marty.
Biff had become dangerous, and George mustered up the confidence Marty helped give him earlier in the day, to hit Biff. He missed on the first try, and Biff now tried to break his right arm. He resisted long enough, than when Biff began laughing at the whole situation, George couldn't take it anymore and ended up punching the bigger teen right in the mouth. Though George wasn't that tall, and was somewhat skinny, he was stronger than he appeared. He ended up punching Biff hard enough to spin him around and temporarily knock him out. After this, Lorraine did fall in love with him, and this part of history was back on track.
As the crowd began looking at Biff, they were gathering around his unconscious figure. A minute or two later, Biff began to come around. He said his popular phrase, "What the hell!" At this time, a nerdy looking kid who was a senior named Lester, told Biff. "I think you got hit!" Biff was himself in shock over what the Irish Bug had done, so he decided to turn his anger to the new guy he knew as Calvin Klein. He didn't know if his three gangmember friends would still be where he thought.
"Where are they?" Lester said "Who?" Biff assured him. "My friends, where are they?" Oh, they went that way" Lester pointed toward the side of the school near where the Starlighters' car was. Biff patted him on the shoulder in slight admiration for his honesty. "I think tonight's band chased them off!" Biff was running and either didn't hear him or was ignoring him. Lester turned to the crowd. "I think they chased them off!"
The young men in Biff's gang could be dangerous when they were together, but none were as bad by themselves. One was nicknamed Skinhead, who was 16. He had short hair and was also the funny one in the group. Another was called 3-D. This 17-year old always had a big pair of sunglasses on and was the protagonist. He always was into all the action and sometimes muttered gibberish like, "Ay yi yi" to himself whenever a fight was about to take place. The other guy was called Match, because he liked to have a match in between his teeth. He was 18 but looked a bit older. He used this to his advantage sometimes in order to get away with buying beer. He was more like Biff in that he was the first to actually become violent.
In the parking lot of their high school, Biff found the three.
He said "Guys, you won't believe what the hell happened to me!" 3-D said, "What was it Biff?" Still shocked that the wimpy Mcfly had actually won against him was still sinking in. He said, "You wanna know? Mcfly friggin hit me okay, that Irish Bug knocked me out and when I got up, there was a big crowd and he was gone. Must be inside now. Oh, by the way, where the hell is Calvin Klein?" Skinhead answered, "That's the thing Biff, we saw this guy's trunk open, so we put him in there. Than a bunch of pricks were in the car and chased us off. When we got back, Klein was gone, Biff."
"The trunk thing was pretty good, guys, but you were supposed to let me kick the crap out of him! What do you mean he was gone?" His tone grew so angry, even his buddies were becoming slightly worried. Match than said, "Those guys in the car must've let him out, but I did punch him in the gut once for you. I can't believe Mcfly got you, though, he's too dorky to even hit a punching bag."
Before tonight, that's what I thought too! That punk Calvin Klein must've told him to stand up for himself or something. He walked in on Lorraine and me in the car. Now she's probably falling in love with him too, and she's my girl!" The 3 guys weren't quite as sure about their leader now, so Skinhead just said, "Yeah, too bad about that dork. We're going home now, but we'll see you tomorrow, Biff."
Disappointed that his friends deserted him, Biff decided to go out alone looking for Marty. Only a couple minutes after leaving school, as he's driving down Main Street near the town theatre, he stops and asks a policeman on the street who looked to be around 40 years old a question.
"Uh, yeah sir, do you know where I can find a guy named Calvin Klein?"
The cop who Doc had bribed earlier when he didn't have a permit wasn't sure whom Biff was referring to. "Hey Tannen, my son Lester is at the dance tonight too. Who is Calvin Klein, a friend of yours from school?"
"Not exactly" said Biff sarcastically. "Look he always hangs around that crazy scientist Brown" The officer now remembered and told Biff the information. "Oh yeah, I saw that kid hanging around him earlier. I think Brown is doing a weather experiment up the street." Biff nodded a thank you and peeled off as the cop said, "I think he's up the street."
Biff continued driving through the streets he was familiar with his whole life, and as of late, had been embarrassed on. Filled with rage he drove through town in the now impending thunderstorm, and noticed a bunch of wires. He pulled up behind Doc's Packard, parked right outside the automotive garage belonging to someone who now looked to be his former friend, town mechanic Terry. It was next to the Western Auto Parts store.
"Yeah, there's that car the butthead was using." Looking across the street, he noticed Doc and Marty and a bunch of wires. "That cop wasn't kidding. What is it with Doc Brown and all this stuff? It figures a dumb schmuck like Calvin Klein would hang out with him!"
Over the claps of thunder, he looked up in awe to see Doc on top of the clock tower, and heard Marty say, "Doc, I have to tell you about the future. I have to tell you about the future." Biff than thought to himself, "Klein, you're gonna be really lucky if you have much of a future when I get done pounding on your ass! I don't know what your crazy friend, Brown is doing up there, but when he gets down, you're gonna be out!" Marty's yelling continued. "On the night I go back in time, you get shot!" The last word was drowned out by the clock's loud chiming, indicating that it was now 10 PM.
At this time, Biff noticed a small, strange looking silver car with a bunch of coils and stuff on the back. He had never seen anything like it in his life. Out loud, he said, "What, what the hell is this stupid looking thing? Did Klein get this from overseas or something?" He knew exactly what he would do now. Hide in Calvin Klein's car and when he got to wherever he was going, when he was away from others, Biff would get him alone and really give him what was coming to him.
There was no apparent back seat. "Oh, yeah, now how am I supposed to fit in here?" he thought angrily. He than noticed the driver side door open. He didn't know how to get in through the other side, since there was something that looked like a fishing pole blacking the door. There weren't any back doors or even a seat for that matter, so he had no choice but to get in on the driver's side. He knew he had to move fast for his plan work so he wouldn't be spotted by Marty if he came back to the car soon, which it looked like he would be. He sat in the small seat and inched himself over to the other side of the car, noticing the displays and wondering what the hell it was. He heard Marty yell "No Doc!" than faintly heard Doc shout, "Look at the time, you got less than 4 minutes, hurry!"
Biff took advantage of this just in time and managed to scrunch himself on the floor of the passenger seat, partly covering his head, just barely out of view of someone looking in the window. He saw Marty running very fast, even jumping over the hood to get in the driver's seat. Just a second later, the car with both teens in it was burning rubber down the street. As mad as Biff was, he had to slightly admire the car's speed.
After going a ways past the buildings, up near the Bluebird Motel, the car skidded to a stop as it was making a sharp U-Turn. Biff held on to the seat. Marty than got out and went around to the passenger's side. Biff became worried, but still ready for a showdown. He wondered if Marty had noticed him on the floorboard, but to his relief, Marty was just getting that fishing pole looking thing and putting it on the roof of the car, pointing upward. "Jesus, that new kid sure is weird. What the hell is he doing now, going fishing without a ball?" he said to himself, messing up another saying which seemed to be a Tannen family trait.
As Marty climbed back in the car, he said with some degree of frustration, "Damn it Doc, why'd you have to tear up the letter? I just wish we had more time." After a pause, he said, "Wait a minute, I got all the time I want, I'm in a time machine! I'll just go back early and warn him. 10 minutes oughta do it!" With more confidence, he did a checklist, "Engine running, flux capacitor.fluxing, all right." In his head, Biff added "Guy who's gonna get a knuckle sandwich" to that list. "
Marty attempted to start the car, but the engine wouldn't kick over. He mumbled, "Come on, come on!" and began hitting the steering wheel in frustration, over the sound of the weak engine. Biff thought "Ha ha, not everything's going your way tonight now? I don't know what planet you're on with this time machine stuff, but there's nobody around, so maybe I'll just send you back to the 4th dimension now!"
Biff glanced upward with a clenched fist ready to swing. He did just as Marty surged forward and hit his head on the horn, ultimately the car started up again. Realizing he missed, Biff ducked back down just in time, as the car peeled off again, speeding.
As they passed all of Biff's familiar sights, he noticed the car wasn't stopping and it was heading full steam ahead toward the town theatre. Being scared wasn't usually in Biff's head, as he usually made others feel that way about him, but he didn't know what this weird new guy in town was doing. Had he really noticed Biff without saying anything? This may explain why he was talking out loud. If so, was he about to kill Biff and commit suicide in the process? Maybe he was going to kill himself so he wouldn't have to worry about Biff's future beating in mind.
Whatever the case, Biff yelled out loud, "Hey! Watch how you're driving, butthead!"
Luckily Marty hadn't noticed, as he had been so focused on Doc connecting the wire just in time as the lightning struck. Marty didn't know if it would really work, but he was slightly relieved the younger version of his best friend had made it across the street in time, before he himself was hit by lightning. He thought he heard Biff's voice somewhere, but figured it was in his head, as another shocking reminder of seeing a same aged version of the man who made his family's life unpleasant, or chronologically, would be doing that.
Breathing hard and sweating, Marty began hitting the brakes once he saw the blue lighting on the car and knew the flux capacitor was powered up at 88 MPH. Praying for the best, he held on for the ride 30 years onto the future with a very unwelcome, unknowing passenger on board.
17 year-old Biff Tannen sure had a hard day today. He had to pay 300 dollars to repair his car after crashing it into a manure truck a few days earlier. The accident had occurred while he was chasing the new kid in town, Calvin Klein, after a fight. Obviously Biff didn't know that his real name was Marty Mcfly and that Marty was from the future world of 1985.
He was the son of George Mcfly, a school geek Biff had bullied around since the 1st grade. Marty's future mom was Lorraine Baines, Biff's lifetime romantic interest. On this particular day, Lorraine had asked Marty to go to the dance with her, obviously not knowing he was her future son!
At this event, Marty had formulated a plan with the often shy and unconfident young man who would become his father. It would involve Marty pretending to take advantage of Lorraine, and George would punch him, thus making Lorraine fall in love with George. This plan had almost gone horribly wrong though. When George got to the car, he was horrified that Lorraine really was in trouble and that his bully, Biff was in the car, and not his new friend, Marty.
Biff had become dangerous, and George mustered up the confidence Marty helped give him earlier in the day, to hit Biff. He missed on the first try, and Biff now tried to break his right arm. He resisted long enough, than when Biff began laughing at the whole situation, George couldn't take it anymore and ended up punching the bigger teen right in the mouth. Though George wasn't that tall, and was somewhat skinny, he was stronger than he appeared. He ended up punching Biff hard enough to spin him around and temporarily knock him out. After this, Lorraine did fall in love with him, and this part of history was back on track.
As the crowd began looking at Biff, they were gathering around his unconscious figure. A minute or two later, Biff began to come around. He said his popular phrase, "What the hell!" At this time, a nerdy looking kid who was a senior named Lester, told Biff. "I think you got hit!" Biff was himself in shock over what the Irish Bug had done, so he decided to turn his anger to the new guy he knew as Calvin Klein. He didn't know if his three gangmember friends would still be where he thought.
"Where are they?" Lester said "Who?" Biff assured him. "My friends, where are they?" Oh, they went that way" Lester pointed toward the side of the school near where the Starlighters' car was. Biff patted him on the shoulder in slight admiration for his honesty. "I think tonight's band chased them off!" Biff was running and either didn't hear him or was ignoring him. Lester turned to the crowd. "I think they chased them off!"
The young men in Biff's gang could be dangerous when they were together, but none were as bad by themselves. One was nicknamed Skinhead, who was 16. He had short hair and was also the funny one in the group. Another was called 3-D. This 17-year old always had a big pair of sunglasses on and was the protagonist. He always was into all the action and sometimes muttered gibberish like, "Ay yi yi" to himself whenever a fight was about to take place. The other guy was called Match, because he liked to have a match in between his teeth. He was 18 but looked a bit older. He used this to his advantage sometimes in order to get away with buying beer. He was more like Biff in that he was the first to actually become violent.
In the parking lot of their high school, Biff found the three.
He said "Guys, you won't believe what the hell happened to me!" 3-D said, "What was it Biff?" Still shocked that the wimpy Mcfly had actually won against him was still sinking in. He said, "You wanna know? Mcfly friggin hit me okay, that Irish Bug knocked me out and when I got up, there was a big crowd and he was gone. Must be inside now. Oh, by the way, where the hell is Calvin Klein?" Skinhead answered, "That's the thing Biff, we saw this guy's trunk open, so we put him in there. Than a bunch of pricks were in the car and chased us off. When we got back, Klein was gone, Biff."
"The trunk thing was pretty good, guys, but you were supposed to let me kick the crap out of him! What do you mean he was gone?" His tone grew so angry, even his buddies were becoming slightly worried. Match than said, "Those guys in the car must've let him out, but I did punch him in the gut once for you. I can't believe Mcfly got you, though, he's too dorky to even hit a punching bag."
Before tonight, that's what I thought too! That punk Calvin Klein must've told him to stand up for himself or something. He walked in on Lorraine and me in the car. Now she's probably falling in love with him too, and she's my girl!" The 3 guys weren't quite as sure about their leader now, so Skinhead just said, "Yeah, too bad about that dork. We're going home now, but we'll see you tomorrow, Biff."
Disappointed that his friends deserted him, Biff decided to go out alone looking for Marty. Only a couple minutes after leaving school, as he's driving down Main Street near the town theatre, he stops and asks a policeman on the street who looked to be around 40 years old a question.
"Uh, yeah sir, do you know where I can find a guy named Calvin Klein?"
The cop who Doc had bribed earlier when he didn't have a permit wasn't sure whom Biff was referring to. "Hey Tannen, my son Lester is at the dance tonight too. Who is Calvin Klein, a friend of yours from school?"
"Not exactly" said Biff sarcastically. "Look he always hangs around that crazy scientist Brown" The officer now remembered and told Biff the information. "Oh yeah, I saw that kid hanging around him earlier. I think Brown is doing a weather experiment up the street." Biff nodded a thank you and peeled off as the cop said, "I think he's up the street."
Biff continued driving through the streets he was familiar with his whole life, and as of late, had been embarrassed on. Filled with rage he drove through town in the now impending thunderstorm, and noticed a bunch of wires. He pulled up behind Doc's Packard, parked right outside the automotive garage belonging to someone who now looked to be his former friend, town mechanic Terry. It was next to the Western Auto Parts store.
"Yeah, there's that car the butthead was using." Looking across the street, he noticed Doc and Marty and a bunch of wires. "That cop wasn't kidding. What is it with Doc Brown and all this stuff? It figures a dumb schmuck like Calvin Klein would hang out with him!"
Over the claps of thunder, he looked up in awe to see Doc on top of the clock tower, and heard Marty say, "Doc, I have to tell you about the future. I have to tell you about the future." Biff than thought to himself, "Klein, you're gonna be really lucky if you have much of a future when I get done pounding on your ass! I don't know what your crazy friend, Brown is doing up there, but when he gets down, you're gonna be out!" Marty's yelling continued. "On the night I go back in time, you get shot!" The last word was drowned out by the clock's loud chiming, indicating that it was now 10 PM.
At this time, Biff noticed a small, strange looking silver car with a bunch of coils and stuff on the back. He had never seen anything like it in his life. Out loud, he said, "What, what the hell is this stupid looking thing? Did Klein get this from overseas or something?" He knew exactly what he would do now. Hide in Calvin Klein's car and when he got to wherever he was going, when he was away from others, Biff would get him alone and really give him what was coming to him.
There was no apparent back seat. "Oh, yeah, now how am I supposed to fit in here?" he thought angrily. He than noticed the driver side door open. He didn't know how to get in through the other side, since there was something that looked like a fishing pole blacking the door. There weren't any back doors or even a seat for that matter, so he had no choice but to get in on the driver's side. He knew he had to move fast for his plan work so he wouldn't be spotted by Marty if he came back to the car soon, which it looked like he would be. He sat in the small seat and inched himself over to the other side of the car, noticing the displays and wondering what the hell it was. He heard Marty yell "No Doc!" than faintly heard Doc shout, "Look at the time, you got less than 4 minutes, hurry!"
Biff took advantage of this just in time and managed to scrunch himself on the floor of the passenger seat, partly covering his head, just barely out of view of someone looking in the window. He saw Marty running very fast, even jumping over the hood to get in the driver's seat. Just a second later, the car with both teens in it was burning rubber down the street. As mad as Biff was, he had to slightly admire the car's speed.
After going a ways past the buildings, up near the Bluebird Motel, the car skidded to a stop as it was making a sharp U-Turn. Biff held on to the seat. Marty than got out and went around to the passenger's side. Biff became worried, but still ready for a showdown. He wondered if Marty had noticed him on the floorboard, but to his relief, Marty was just getting that fishing pole looking thing and putting it on the roof of the car, pointing upward. "Jesus, that new kid sure is weird. What the hell is he doing now, going fishing without a ball?" he said to himself, messing up another saying which seemed to be a Tannen family trait.
As Marty climbed back in the car, he said with some degree of frustration, "Damn it Doc, why'd you have to tear up the letter? I just wish we had more time." After a pause, he said, "Wait a minute, I got all the time I want, I'm in a time machine! I'll just go back early and warn him. 10 minutes oughta do it!" With more confidence, he did a checklist, "Engine running, flux capacitor.fluxing, all right." In his head, Biff added "Guy who's gonna get a knuckle sandwich" to that list. "
Marty attempted to start the car, but the engine wouldn't kick over. He mumbled, "Come on, come on!" and began hitting the steering wheel in frustration, over the sound of the weak engine. Biff thought "Ha ha, not everything's going your way tonight now? I don't know what planet you're on with this time machine stuff, but there's nobody around, so maybe I'll just send you back to the 4th dimension now!"
Biff glanced upward with a clenched fist ready to swing. He did just as Marty surged forward and hit his head on the horn, ultimately the car started up again. Realizing he missed, Biff ducked back down just in time, as the car peeled off again, speeding.
As they passed all of Biff's familiar sights, he noticed the car wasn't stopping and it was heading full steam ahead toward the town theatre. Being scared wasn't usually in Biff's head, as he usually made others feel that way about him, but he didn't know what this weird new guy in town was doing. Had he really noticed Biff without saying anything? This may explain why he was talking out loud. If so, was he about to kill Biff and commit suicide in the process? Maybe he was going to kill himself so he wouldn't have to worry about Biff's future beating in mind.
Whatever the case, Biff yelled out loud, "Hey! Watch how you're driving, butthead!"
Luckily Marty hadn't noticed, as he had been so focused on Doc connecting the wire just in time as the lightning struck. Marty didn't know if it would really work, but he was slightly relieved the younger version of his best friend had made it across the street in time, before he himself was hit by lightning. He thought he heard Biff's voice somewhere, but figured it was in his head, as another shocking reminder of seeing a same aged version of the man who made his family's life unpleasant, or chronologically, would be doing that.
Breathing hard and sweating, Marty began hitting the brakes once he saw the blue lighting on the car and knew the flux capacitor was powered up at 88 MPH. Praying for the best, he held on for the ride 30 years onto the future with a very unwelcome, unknowing passenger on board.