3:45 PM PST
As Marty left the Cafe, he spotted two small boys on homemade scooters. They could be described as skateboards with crates on them acting as handlebars.
Marty ran up to them, and he shouted, 'Whoa! Whoa! Kid! Kid! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop.' Marty then lifted one of the boys off the scooters.
'Hey!' protested one of the boys.
'Look, I'll get it back to you, all right?' asked Marty, as he broke the handlebars off the scooter, leaving him with a skateboard. Marty then spotted Biff and his gang running out of the Cafe. Marty started to use his skateboard. People watching were amazed.
'Let's get him,' Martyy heard Biff call out, as he and his gang headed to their car. Biff and 3-D sat in the front, while Match and Skinhead in the back. Marty, meanwhile, has grabbed the back of a passing truck.
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'Wow, Pat!' called out Lorraine. 'You have such an amazing boyfriend. How does he do that?'
'What's that thing he's on?' asked Betty.
'It's a board with wheels!' said Babs.
'You are so lucky to be dating someone like him,' Lorraine said impressed.
Jennifer was filled up with mixed emotions. She did definitely take pride in her boyfriend's skateboarding - and car-surfing - talent. Unfortunately, though, this has distracted Lorraine from George. Jennifer would have to think of something.
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'Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!' Marty heard one of the gang members shouting.
Biff's car drove off, flattening part of the hedge as it caught up with Marty. It was now almost touching Marty. Marty looked ahead, and he saw a car door opening. Letting go of the truck, he swerved to avoid it.
'Argh!' screamed Marty, as he jumped over a hedge with the skateboard. 'Whoa!' shouted Biff, as he bumped into a man and woman exiting the Courthouse - which caused them all to fall over. Marty got up as he saw Biff's car following him. Marty grabbed the front of the car, and he was being pushed by it. Match and Skinhead were throwing stuff at him.
'I'm gonna ram him,' declared Biff, as he and his gang headed towards a manure truck - but only Marty saw that. He got off the skateboard. The car drove over it, but Marty ran through the car and he landed safely back on the skateboard. Biff and his gang were looking at him. They turn around and saw the truck.
'Shit!' shouted all of the gang members. Biff swerved, but still hit it - and both the car and the passengers were covered with manure. Several people from the Cafe ran over - including Jennifer, Lorraine and her friends, and Goldie Wilson.
'Hoo!' shouted Goldie.
Marty then took the skateboard back to the kid, and he said, 'Thanks a lot, kid.'
Jennifer then ran up to Marty and said, 'Come, let's go! We'll have to think of Plan B, I guess.'
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'Oh, my God! They found me! I don't know how. but they found me! Run for it, Marty and Jennifer!'
Marty heard, as he and Jennifer walked over Doc's lab.
'Oh, my God! They found me! I don't know how. but they found me! Run for it, Marty and Jennifer!'
'He must be watching to the video,' whispered Jennifer.
'Oh, shit!' groaned Marty. 'I didn't even think to film the Libyans' chase. Now I wish I had.'
'Oh, there you guys are,' exclaimed Doc, as Marty and Jennifer walked in. 'Fascinating device, this video unit.'
'Listen, Doc,' pleaded Marty. 'you know there's something I haven't told you about the night we made that tape.'
'Please, Marty, don't tell me,' insisted Doc. 'No man should know too much about their own destiny.'
'You don't understand,' Marty pleaded.
'I do understand,' insisted Marty. 'If I know too much about my own future, I could endanger my own existence - just as you endangered yours.'
'You're, you're right,' Marty said, reluctantly. He swallowed, to keep from crying.
'Let me show you two my plan for sending you home,' suggested Doc.
Doc and Marty walked over to a beautiful model of Courthouse Square. It was not painted, but Doc had obviously worked hard at it.
'Please excuse the crudity of this model,' said Doc. 'I didn't have time to build it to scale or to paint it.'
'It's good,' said Marty. Gee, Doc, sometimes you're too hard on yourself.
Oh, thank you! Thank you!' gushed Doc, as he began to demonstrates on the model. 'Okay, now, we run some industrial strength electrical cable from the top of the clocktower down to spreading it over the street between two lamp posts. Meanwhile, we outfitted the vehicle with this big pole and hook which runs directly into the flux-capacitor. At the calculated moment, you start off from down the street driving toward the cable accelerating to 88 miles per hour. According to the flyer, at 10:04 PM, lightning will strike the clocktower - sending 1.21 gigawatts into the flux capacitor, sending you back to 1985. All right now, watch this.'
Doc then handed Marty a model car, and told him, 'You wind up the car and release it, I'll simulate the lightning.'
Marty then wound up the car, as Doc used a generator for the lightning. Both were ready and waiting.
'Ready! Set! Release!' called out Doc.
Marty let go of the car, as it drove down the street. Just before it hit the wires over the street, Doc simulated the lightning. The current went through the cables and hit the car. The car caught fire, as it drove past the Courthouse and fell off onto the floor. It hit a trash can, and caused it to burn. Jennifer began to laugh, while Marty scowled at her.
'Argh!' screamed Doc, as he put out the fire with an extinguisher.
'You install me with a lot of confidence, Doc,' Marty said, sarcastically.
'Don't worry,' Doc assured Marty. 'I'll take care of the lightning, you take care of your pop. By the way, what happened today, did he ask her out?'
'Uh, I think so,' replied Marty.
'What did she say?' asked Doc.
'Well, at first, it looked promising,' explained Jennifer. 'However, after Marty tripped Biff over, and chased Biff and his gang around town on a skateboard, Lorraine was distracted.'
'Great Scott!' gasped Doc. 'It's harder than I thought. I guess we'll have to try another plan.'
Jennifer thought for a few minutes, then she had an inspiration. 'Marty, why don't we pretend to break up - and you take Lorraine to the dance?'
'You have got to be kidding, Jennifer!' Marty exclaimed.
'Wait, Marty!' insisted Jennifer. 'That's not all. Your mom told me that she thinks a man should be strong - so he could stand up for himself, and protect the woman he loves. What, my plan will give your dad a chance to prove his courage to your mom.'
'All right, then, shoot!' said Marty.
Jennifer then laid out the details of her plan to Marty.
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A few hours later, Marty showed up at Gearge's house, to explain his plan to him.
'I still don't understand,' George said, confused. 'How am I supposed to go to the dance with her, if she's already going to the dance with you?'
'Cause, George,' insisted Marty, 'she wants to go to the dance with you, she just doesn't know it yet. That's why we got to show her that you, George McFly, are a fighter. You're somebody who's gonna stand up for yourself, someone who's gonna protect her.'
'Yeah, but I never picked a fight in my entire life,' argued George.
'You're not gonna be picking a fight, Dad,' Marty insisted. Thn, covering, he said, 'Dad, Dad, Daddy-o. You're coming to a rescue, right? Okay, let's go over the plan again. 8:55, where are you gonna be?'
'I'm gonna be at the dance,' said George.
'Right, and where am I gonna be?' prodded Marty.
'You're gonna be in the car with her,' replied George.
'Right, okay, so right around 9:00 - she's gonna get very angry with me.'
'Why is she gonna get angry with you?' asked George, confused.
'Well, because George,' explained Marty, 'nice girls get angry when guys take advantage of them.'
'Ho, you mean you're gonna touch her on her...' George started to say, horrified.
'No, no, George! Look, it's just an act, right? Okay, so 9:00 you're strolling through the parking lot, you see us struggling in the car, you walk up, you open the door and you say...' When George didn't say anything, Marty urged, '... your line, George!'
'Oh, uh, hey you, get your damn hands off her,' said George. 'Do you really think I ought to swear?'
'Yes, definitely, God-dammit George, swear,' insisted Marty. 'Okay, so now, you come up, you punch me in the stomach, I'm out for the count, right? And you and Lorraine live happily ever after.'
'Oh, you make it sound so easy,' George groaned. 'I just, I wish I wasn't so scared.'
'George, there's nothing to be scared of,' Marty insisted. 'All it takes is a little self confidence. You know, if you put your mind to it, you could accomplish anything.'
