Before Doc and Marty went to 2015...
they went somewhere else.
But, that story remains untold..
.until now...
(suspenseful music)
Marty opens his garage door. He sees a big, black Toyota. Jennifer walks up the driveway, trips, and stands up again.
"Hey Mister, how about a ride?"
"My name isn't mister." Marty replied.
"Oh darn! I gotta do it again!" Jennifer cried. Marty rolled his eyes.
Jennifer walked back down the driveway, tripped again, and walked over to Mary.
"Darn rock." She muttered. "Hey Marty, how about a ride?"
"Jennifer!" Marty says dramatically. Marty grabs Jennifer and looks at her lovingly. "You're a sight for sore eyes." Marty said.
"Marty, you're acting like you haven't seen me in a week." Jennifer said, darting her eyes towards the camera.
"I haven't." Marty whispers. A hand appears out of the bushes, and grabs Marty.
"Marty?" Jennifer looked around. "Where'd you go?" She giggled. "I'll just have to wait here. He'll come back." Jennifer does a tap dance to pass the time. Meanwhile, Marty is crouching behind the bushes with his best friend in time, Doc Brown.
"Marty! You gotta come back with me!"
"Where?"
"Back to the future!"
"Really? Again? But I just got here. I was going to take the truck for a spin."
"You have to help me with the DeLorean!"
"What happened?" Marty asked, concerned.
"Well, I know this is my cue to come in and say you gotta come back with me."
"Where?" Marty said excitedly.
"Back to the future! Then, I go to 2015 and we see the flying cars, and we go back to 1955, and you see your mom she's so big and that's the movie."
"We really go to 2015?" Marty says!
"Michael, calm down. It's just a movie."
"Who's Michael?"
"You are. You're Michael J. Fox!"
"No sir, I'm Marty McFly."
"No you're not." Doc said. "You're Michael J. Fox and I'm Christopher Lloyd."
"No. Michael J. Fox is that guy that looks just like me and is on Family Ties. You're Doc Brown. Not the guy on Taxi."
"No! Oh, fine! We'll stay in character I guess." Doc said. "Anyway, I need help with the DeLorean. It doesn't seem to be working."
"Ok! Let's go to your garage and fix it!"
"No. We have to sneak into the Universal Garage. We have to sneak past the guards. Besides, Bob Gale and Robert Zemeicks are on a coffee break. Elizabeth is busy tap dancing."
"Huh? Well, you're the doc, doc." Marty said.
"Right. Let's go!" They go off the set of Marty's backyard and head towards the Universal Garage. They snuck past bodyguards, cast and crew, even Steven Spielberg. When they were right in front of the garage Steven Spielberg appeared with a Gremlin doll and E.T. doll.
"Hello, Gizmo. Hello E.T." He said in a singsong voice. "Maybe I should make puppets! I'm going right to that!" Steven ran off to make puppets of his Gremlin and E.T. dolls. "Do you think we should help?" Marty asked.
"No, Michael-I mean Marty. We have to go to the DeLorean!"
"I don't understand why you couldn't have just gone to you're garage, doc?" Marty asked.
"Marty you don't understand." Doc sighed. Doc unlocked the door to the garage. Marty and Doc walked into the garage. The DeLorean gleamed under the hot lights. It was pretty.
"Pretty car." Marty muttered. Doc tiptoed up to the car. Hopefully, the mechanic wasn't in the room. Doc slowly opened the door until he heard a crash.
they went somewhere else.
But, that story remains untold..
.until now...
(suspenseful music)
Marty opens his garage door. He sees a big, black Toyota. Jennifer walks up the driveway, trips, and stands up again.
"Hey Mister, how about a ride?"
"My name isn't mister." Marty replied.
"Oh darn! I gotta do it again!" Jennifer cried. Marty rolled his eyes.
Jennifer walked back down the driveway, tripped again, and walked over to Mary.
"Darn rock." She muttered. "Hey Marty, how about a ride?"
"Jennifer!" Marty says dramatically. Marty grabs Jennifer and looks at her lovingly. "You're a sight for sore eyes." Marty said.
"Marty, you're acting like you haven't seen me in a week." Jennifer said, darting her eyes towards the camera.
"I haven't." Marty whispers. A hand appears out of the bushes, and grabs Marty.
"Marty?" Jennifer looked around. "Where'd you go?" She giggled. "I'll just have to wait here. He'll come back." Jennifer does a tap dance to pass the time. Meanwhile, Marty is crouching behind the bushes with his best friend in time, Doc Brown.
"Marty! You gotta come back with me!"
"Where?"
"Back to the future!"
"Really? Again? But I just got here. I was going to take the truck for a spin."
"You have to help me with the DeLorean!"
"What happened?" Marty asked, concerned.
"Well, I know this is my cue to come in and say you gotta come back with me."
"Where?" Marty said excitedly.
"Back to the future! Then, I go to 2015 and we see the flying cars, and we go back to 1955, and you see your mom she's so big and that's the movie."
"We really go to 2015?" Marty says!
"Michael, calm down. It's just a movie."
"Who's Michael?"
"You are. You're Michael J. Fox!"
"No sir, I'm Marty McFly."
"No you're not." Doc said. "You're Michael J. Fox and I'm Christopher Lloyd."
"No. Michael J. Fox is that guy that looks just like me and is on Family Ties. You're Doc Brown. Not the guy on Taxi."
"No! Oh, fine! We'll stay in character I guess." Doc said. "Anyway, I need help with the DeLorean. It doesn't seem to be working."
"Ok! Let's go to your garage and fix it!"
"No. We have to sneak into the Universal Garage. We have to sneak past the guards. Besides, Bob Gale and Robert Zemeicks are on a coffee break. Elizabeth is busy tap dancing."
"Huh? Well, you're the doc, doc." Marty said.
"Right. Let's go!" They go off the set of Marty's backyard and head towards the Universal Garage. They snuck past bodyguards, cast and crew, even Steven Spielberg. When they were right in front of the garage Steven Spielberg appeared with a Gremlin doll and E.T. doll.
"Hello, Gizmo. Hello E.T." He said in a singsong voice. "Maybe I should make puppets! I'm going right to that!" Steven ran off to make puppets of his Gremlin and E.T. dolls. "Do you think we should help?" Marty asked.
"No, Michael-I mean Marty. We have to go to the DeLorean!"
"I don't understand why you couldn't have just gone to you're garage, doc?" Marty asked.
"Marty you don't understand." Doc sighed. Doc unlocked the door to the garage. Marty and Doc walked into the garage. The DeLorean gleamed under the hot lights. It was pretty.
"Pretty car." Marty muttered. Doc tiptoed up to the car. Hopefully, the mechanic wasn't in the room. Doc slowly opened the door until he heard a crash.