November 5, 1955
6:00 AM PST
'Argh!' Marty and Jennifer both screamed - as Marty saw a scarecrow, which he crashed into. Then they screamed again, as Marty crashed into a barn.
'What the hell happened here?' asked Jennifer, confused.
'That's what I'd like to know,' mumbled Marty, as he was a bit dazed.
Marty and Jennifer then glanced at the house, as they saw the lights turn on. They saw a family of four step out of the house. Marty could scarcely make out what the family members were saying. They were saying something about aliens, though. After the family re-entered their house, Marty then fell out of the car. As Marty stood up, he pulled back the mask from his radiation suit.
'Listen, whoa,' Marty started to say. 'Hello, uh, excuse me. Sorry about your barn.'
'It was an accident,' added Jennifer, also pulling back her mask. 'We didn't mean to.'
'They've already mutated into human form,' shouted the little boy, as he and his father came out of the house with guns. 'Shoot them!'
'Take that, you mutated bastards!' shouted the man.
Marty and Jennifer hurriedly climbed back into the car, and Marty drove off. The farmer then began to shoot at Marty and Jennifer. Marty accidentally ran over one of the two pines at the entrance of the ranch, which was called Twin Pines Ranch.
'My pine!' Marty heard the farmer shout. 'Why, you... you space bastards, you killed a pine!'
oooooooooo
'I still don't know what the hell happened here,' Jennifer grumbled, as she and Marty were driving down a country road.
'Well, I don't know, either,' grumbled Marty. 'This must be a terrible dream. I mean, how the hell did we even get here?'
'Who know?' Jennifer asked, shrugging. 'Maybe we're both having the same bad dream. I'm almost certain that this is a dream'
'Well,' replied Marty, 'either that, or...'
Marty then saw a car driving by. Marty pulled the car over, hoping to get help.
'Whoa!' called out Marty. 'Hey, listen, you gotta help me.'
'Don't stop, Wilbur!' shrieked the woman in the car. 'Drive!'
Marty sighed, in frustration, as he continued to drive. Then Marty saw something, that caused him to pull to a halt.
'Marty, what is it?' asked Jennifer, concerned.
'This is Lyon Estates,' breathed Marty, pointing to the sign. 'This is where I live. I mean, this is where I'm supposed to live. However, it looks like this place is just starting to be built.'
'Hm, Lyon Estates,' Jennifer said, reading the billboard, 'Live In The House Of Tomorrow Today!'
'Can't be,' muttered Marty. 'This is nuts.' Marty then tried to start the DeLorean, but it wouldn't start. 'Aw, c'mon.' groaned Marty, frustrated. Marty then heard a bleeping sound. It turned out that the plutonium chamber was empty. 'Perfect! Just perfect!'
'I don't believe this,' groaned Marty. He and Jennifer then got out - and they took off their radiation suits. They then pushed the DeLorean behind the billboard, and covered it up with trees.
'Where the hell are we, anyway?' groaned Jennifer.
'You know,' Marty said, sighing. 'I guess Doc wasn't joking when he said that he invented a time machine. It looks like we really are in the past.'
'I guess we are,' mumbled Jennifer. 'Gee, it's like we're in some weird science fiction movie, or something.'
'Yeah, it almost seems that way,' muttered Marty.
Then, quietly, Marty and Jennifer started to walk into town - which was about two miles away, according to a sign.
oooooooooo
Marty could hear the song Mr. Sandman by Four Aces playing, as he and Jennifer walked into Courthouse Square. He then saw an election van driving by.
'Remember, fellas,' said a voice from the election van, 'the future is in your hands. If you believe in progress, re-elect Mayor Red Thomas - progress is his middle name. Mayor Red Thomas' progress platform means more jobs, better education, bigger civic improvements, and lower taxes. On Election Day, cast your vote for a proven leader, re-elect Mayor Red Thomas.'
Marty saw that there was a grassy park - where, in 1985, there would be a parking lot. Marty and Jennifer passed a sign that said, 'Welcome to Hill Valley. A nice place to live. Please drive carefully.' Marty then looked at the clock - and he saw, to his amazement, that it was still working. After all, the clock didn't work in 1985. The clock then chimed 9:30 AM.
'This has gotta be a dream,' muttered Marty.
'And, for some reason,' added Jennifer, 'we're both in it.'
Marty and Jennifer then entered Lou's Cafe, which was on the site of Lou's Aerobics Suite in 1985. Marty saw an older-looking man who was behind the counter, a teenage boy who was writing something, and a young African-American man who was cleaning up the building.
Then older man then turned to Marty, and asked, 'Hey, kid, what you do? Jump ship?'
'What?' Marty asked, confused.
'What's with the life preserver?' asked the older man.
'I just wanna use the phone,' explained Marty.
'Yeah,' replied the older man, 'it's in the back.'
Marty and Jennifer then headed towards the back of the Cafe.
oooooooooo
After Marty had attempted to call Doc, but didn't receive an answer. So he tore out a page in the phone book where Doc Brown was listed. The entry read 'Brown, Emmett L, scientist, 1640 Riverside Drive'. Jennifer saw the older man looking at Marty strangely, when his watch beeped.
Marty then walked up the the older man, and asked, 'Do you know where 1640 Riverside...'
'Are you gonna order something, kid?' demanded the older man.
'Yeah,' replied Marty, as he stepped onto the bar stool, 'gimme, gimme a Tab.'
'Tab?' the older man asked, incredulously. 'I can't give you a tab, unless you order something.'
'All right,' replied Marty, 'gimme a Pepsi Free.'
'You wanna a Pepsi, pal,' the older man said, angrily, 'you're gonna pay for it.'
'Well,' said Marty, 'just gimme something without any sugar in it, okay?'
'Yeah, the same for me,' added Jennifer.
'Without any sugar,' muttered the older man, as he gave Marty and Jennifer some coffee.
Just then, Jennifer saw a gang of four boys enter the cafe.
'Hey, McFly!' shouted a familiar sounding voice.
Marty and the boy sitting next to him both turned around.
'What do you think you're doing?' asked the gang leader.
Marty then realized who the gang leader was. 'Biff?'
'Hey, I'm talking to you, McFly,' Biff shouted, as he walked up to the boy who was sitting next to Marty, 'you Irish bug.'
That must be my dad, Marty thought, to himself.
'Oh, hey, Biff,' called out George, Marty's father, 'Hey, guys, how are you doing?'
'Yeah,' shouted Biff, 'you got my homework finished, McFly?'
'Uh, well, actually,' stammered George, 'I figured, since it wasn't due till Monday...'
'Hello, hello, anybody home?' asked Biff, as he tapped George on the head. 'Think, McFly, think. I gotta have time to recopy it. Do you realize what would happen, if I hand in my homework in your handwriting? I'd get kicked out of school. You wouldn't want that to happen, would you? Would you?'
Actually, yes, I would, Marty thought, in response to Biff's question.
'Now, of course not, Biff,' George replied. 'Now, I wouldn't want that to happen.'
This sounds way too familiar, Marty thought to himself, miserably.
'Uh, no, no, no, no,' mumbled Biff. Then he noticed that Marty was looking at him, and he asked, 'What are you looking at, butthead?'
'Hey, Biff,' called out a gang member, grabbing at Marty' vest, 'check out this guy's life preserver. Dork thinks he's gonna drown.'
Why does everyone from this era seem to think this vest is a life preserver? Marty thought, confused.
The gang had then turned back to George.
'Yeah, well, how about my homework, McFly?' asked Biff.
'Uh, well, okay, Biff, uh,' stammered George, 'I'll finish that on up tonight and I'll bring it over first thing tomorrow morning.'
'Hey, not too early,' replied Biff. 'I sleep in Sundays. Hey, McFly, your shoe's untied.'
George then looked down, as Biff slapped him.
'Don't be so gullible, McFly,' Biff said, chuckling.
'Okay,' muttered George.
'I don't wanna see you in here again,' ordered Biff.
'Yeah,' mumbled George, 'All right, bye, bye.'
Gee, Dad, Marty thought, despairingly. Get a backbone.
Biff and his gang then noticed Jennifer.
'Well, well, well! Who is this pretty broad?' asked Biff, as he began to make a pass at Jennifer.
'Hey!' shouted Marty, as he stood up to Biff. 'That is my girlfriend you are messing with!'
'So?' challenged Biff, as he glared at Marty.
'So you get your filthy hands off of her!' demanded Marty, as he tried to pull Biff away.
'Stop sexually harassing me, you child molester!' screamed Jennifer, loud enough to cause everyone in the Cafe to turn around. 'So how many kids did you rape today?'
Biff then turned red with anger. 'How dare you, bitch?' seethed Biff.
Just then, the older man walked up to Biff and his gang, and he said sharply, 'You heard her, boys. You leave right now, and don't you dare ever come back into this Cafe - or I'll call the police on you. Shame on you!'
'I can't believe you're taking her word over mine!' screamed Biff.
'Right,' the older man said, sarcastically, 'because she was making sexual advances towards you. She is so much bigger and stronger than you - and these three boys are members of her gang. You leave, right now.'
Red-faced, Biff and his gang members had stormed out of the cafe.
Marty then leaned over Jennifer, gently placed a hand on her shoulder, and he asked, 'Are you all right, Jennifer? Did Biff hurt you badly?'
'Uh, no,' replied Jennifer. 'I'm sure I'll be fine.'
Then Marty looked up at the window, and he saw George leaving the Cafe on his bike. 'Come on, Jennifer,' urged Marty. 'Let's go follow him.'
Jennifer then followed Marty out of the cafe.
'Hey, Dad,' called out Marty. 'George, hey, you on the bike!'
Marty and Jennifer then followed George to a housing estate. He saw George's bike by a tree, and he looked up in the tree. George was up there, looking into a house with binoculars. He was watching a girl get changed.
'He's a peeping tom!' Marty muttered to his girlfriend.
George fell out of the tree and into the road, just as a car approached.
'Dad!' called out Marty, alarmed.
Marty pushed George out of the way, but he got hit himself. Suddenly, everything went black.
