4:29 PM PST
As Doc was piloting the DeLorean, the DeLorean had almost collided with a taxi. Marty and Jennifer both screamed.
'What the hell was that?' asked Marty, perturbed.
'Taxi-cab,' answered Doc.
'What do you mean a taxi-cab?' fumed Marty. 'I thought we were flying.'
'Precisely,' Doc replied.
'All right, Doc, what's going on, huh?' Marty asked, with annoyance. 'Where are we? When are we?'
Doc lifted up his futuristic glasses to look at the time display, and replied, 'We are descending towards Hill Valley, California, at 4:29 PM, on Wednesday, October 21, 2015.'
'2015? You mean we're in the future?' asked Marty, astonished.
'Wow!' Jennifer gasped. 'I guess you really do have a time machine, Doc! I woke up this morning, thinking that this whole thing had to be a dream.'
'I thought it was a dream, too,' added Marty, 'until I saw that the living room and my family had changed. It's amazing that my bedroom stayed the same, though.'
'Well, nope, it's not a dream,' Doc said, smiling. 'I really did invent a time machine.'
'So, Doc, this really is the year 2015?' Jennifer asked, amazed. 'We can actually see our future! Doc, now you said we were married, right?'
'Uh...' Doc said, smiling a little bit.
'Yeah, was it a big wedding?' Jennifer continued.
'Well...' Doc responded.
'Marty, we'll be able to see our wedding!' Jennifer exclaimed, excitedly.
'Wow,' Marty gasped, stunned.
'I'm gonna be able to see my wedding dress,' Jennifer said, excitedly.
'Wow,' Marty repeated.
'I wonder where we live, I bet it's a big house, with lots of kids. How many kids...' Jennifer was asking.
'Enough, Jennifer!' Doc cut in, sharply.
'Well, gee, Doc,' Jennifer huffed, 'excu-use me for wanting to know about my future! You didn't have to snap at me!'
'I'm sorry, Jennifer,' Doc said, in a gentler tone. 'It's just that nobody should know too much about their own destiny. It's like what I've been telling you and Marty back in 1955.'
'But you would have been shot by terrorists!' Marty protested, as tears filled his eyes. 'You would have died, and I would have felt so lonely without you.' Marty turned his head away and he wept silently.
'Please, Marty,' Doc said, softly, 'I'm still alive, now, aren't I? I listened to you, didn't I? So, please, why are you crying?'
'It's just that you, uh, uh, uh...' Marty started to explain, then he clung onto Jennifer and sobbed.
Jennifer gave Marty a comforting squeeze, and she told Doc, 'Doc, I think it was the way that you mentioned how you kept telling us, back in 1955, that one should not know too much about own destiny that upset Marty. Don't you remember? Whenever Marty attempted to warn you about your impending death in 1985, that was always what you told him. Why do you still hold onto that belief?'
'I'm sorry,' mumbled Doc, obviously ill at ease. 'I wasn't thinking. It's that we have more important things to take care of right now. We have to prevent your son from committing the robbery, and getting sent to jail for 15 years.'
'What?' gasped Marty, stunned, as he wiped his eyes. 'Why?'
'Here's our exit,' Doc informed Marty and Jennifer.
Marty had noticed that a sign read 'Phoenix : Boston : London' - and underneath it said, 'Local traffic: Hill Valley exit next right.' After Doc piloted the DeLorean away from the skyway, Marty noticed another sign that read 'Welcome to Hill Valley. Goldie Wilson II Mayor. A Nice Place To Live. Please fly safely. Ejection Seats Save Lives'. Then Doc finally landed the DeLorean into an alleyway.
Doc then opened the DeLorean doors and said, 'Okay, Marty, first you gotta get out and change clothes.'
'Right now?' asked Marty. 'It's pouring rain.'
Doc looked at his watch, then said, 'Wait five more seconds.' After the rain stopped in exactly five seconds, Doc said, 'Right on the tick. Amazing. Absolutely amazing. Too bad the post office isn't as efficient as the weather service.'
After the trio had left the DeLorean, Doc began to pull a rubber mask off his face.
'Excuse the disguise, you two,' said Doc, 'but I was afraid you guys wouldn't recognize me. I went to a rejuvenation clinic and got a whole natural overhaul. They took out some wrinkles, did a hair repair, changed the blood - added a good thirty or forty years to my life. They also replaced my spleen and colon. What do you think?'
'You look great, Doc,' Marty replied, amazed.
'Yeah, I agree,' chimed in Jennifer.
'The future - unbelievable,' muttered Marty. 'I gotta check this out, Doc.'
'Yeah, the future looks very incredible,' Jennifer agreed.
'All in good time, you two,' insisted Doc. 'We're on a tight schedule here.'
'Tell me about my future,' pleaded Marty. 'I mean, I know I make it big, but what do I become, like a rich rock star or something?'
'Yeah, and what about me?' added Jennifer. 'I'm hoping to get a degree in psychology.'
'Please, you two,' Doc said, firmly. 'No one should... Uh, we don't time to discuss this right now. We have urgent business to take care of.'
'Right, right,' mumbled Marty, 'I am rich though, right?'
'Yeah, Doc,' chimed in Jennifer, 'you said that we turned out fine - that it was our kids that were in trouble. So we do turn out fine, don't we, Doc?'
'Marty, please, take off your shirts,' instructed Doc. Then, after Marty complied, Doc added, 'Put on this jacket and these shoes.'
Then Doc went into the car to grab a futuristic pair of binoculars, which looked a bit like a very thin camera.
'We've got a mission to accomplish!' proclaimed Doc.
Doc then ran down to the end of the alleyway, and used the gadget to watch a pair of boys who looked just like Marty - he was Marty McFly Junior - walking into a futuristic telephone booth.
'Uh-huh,' muttered Doc. 'Precisely on schedule.'
oooooooooo
Marty was putting on the shoes and red jacket that Doc had given to him.
'Power laces! All right!' shouted Marty, awed.
'Yeah, they look so cool,' added Jennifer.
'This thing doesn't fit,' commented Marty, after putting his jacket on.
Doc came running up to Marty, and pushed a flashing little button on his jacket, which was beeping.
'Size adjusting, fit.' remarked a computerized voice inside the jacket.
'Pull out your pants pockets,' instructed Doc. 'All kids in the future wear their pants inside out.'
Marty complied. Doc then reached into his bag, and he pulled out a colourful cap.
'Put on this cap,' said Doc, as he put the cap onto the heads of Marty. 'Perfect! You are the splitting image of your future son.'
'What?' asked Marty.
'So what are you saying, Doc?' Jennifer asked. 'We have a son who looks just like Marty? Unbelievable!'
'In exactly 2 minutes, Marty,' Doc said, 'go around the corner into the Cafe 80's. Jennifer, you stay here in the alley, while I tend to some business.'
'Cafe 80s?' asked Marty, astonished. It was hard for Marty to believe that, sometime in the future, the '80s would be considered 'retro'. I guess it's inevitable, though, thought Marty, with a sigh.
'It's one of those nostalgia places, but not done very well. Go in and order a Pepsi,' Doc told Marty. Then, after pulling a fifty dollar bill from his pocket, Doc added, 'Here's a fifty for you - and wait for a guy named Griff.'
'Right, Griff,' muttered Marty.
'Right,' replied Doc. 'Griff's going to ask you guys about tonight. Are you in or out? Tell him you are out! Whatever he says, whatever happens, say no, you're not interested.'
'Okay,' Marty replied.
'Then leave, come back here and wait for me. Don't talk to anyone, don't touch anything, don't do anything, don't interact with anyone - and try not to look at anything.' Then, turning to Jennifer, he added, 'This goes for you, too. You just stay here, and wait for Marty and I to get back.'
'I don't get it,' Marty said, confused. 'I, I thought you said this had something to do with our kids.'
Doc grabbed a newspaper from his bag and said, 'Look what happens to your son!'
Marty and Jennifer looked at the paper, which was the Hill Valley Edition of USA Today. The headline read 'Youth Jailed' - and the sub-headline read 'Martin McFly Junior Arrested For Theft'.
'Our son?' asked Marty, amazed. After Marty looked at the picture, he gasped, 'God, he look just like me!' Then, reading from the newspaper, Marty continued, 'Within two hours of their arrest, Martin McFly Junior was tried, convicted and sentenced to fifteen years in the State Penitentiary.'
'Within two hours?' Jennifer asked, worriedly.
'The justice system works swiftly in the future,' shouted Doc, 'now that they've abolished all lawyers.'
'Oh, this is heavy!' mumbled Marty.
'Oh, it gets worse!' Doc explained. 'Next week your daughter attempts to break them out of jail - and she gets sent up for 20 years!'
'Wha - our daughter?' Marty asks, shocked. 'Wait a minute, we have a daughter?'
'You see, this one event starts a chain reaction that completely destroys your entire family.'
'No!' cried out Marty and Jennifer, simultaneously.
'Hey, Doc, this date...' Marty started to say. 'Wait, this is tomorrow's newspaper!'
'Precisely!' replied Doc. 'I already went further ahead into time to see what else happens. I backtracked everything to this one event, that's why we're here today - to prevent this incident from ever happening.'
Just then, Doc's watch beeped. 'Damn, I'm late!' groaned Doc.
'Wait a minute, where are you going now?' asked Marty.
'To intercept your son, you are taking his place. Round the corner at the Cafe 80's, guy named Griff, just say no!'
As Marty walked off to start their mission, Doc called out, 'Oh, Marty, be careful around that Griff character.' Doc put his finger up to his head, and made a 'he's loopy' sign as he continued, 'He's got a few short circuits in his bionic implants.'
As Marty walked down the alleyway towards Courthouse Square, he saw posters stating 'Re-elect Mayor Wilson Jr', among other things.
'The future!' Marty exclaimed.