Monday September 7, 1885
Clara's house
It had been two full days since Doc was shot by Buford. The wounds weren't healing or getting any better; in fact they were getting worser by the hour. The wound got real hard in his blood system that it affected the flow badly causing him a lot of pain. For the past two days, pastors came by the house praying for him and nurses came to help Clara take care of him. All Doc did those two days was lay on his stomach screaming in pain. He only drank water since he lost his appetite due to him being shot. This was his last few minutes before he would die from the wounds.
Doc: Owwww! (cries)
Clara: Emmett!
Doc: Clara, I know for a fact and I feel it right now that I am going to die in a few minutes so I am going to tell you the truth about me.
Clara: No please Emmett don't go! (cries)
Doc: Clara I'm sorry but I am going to tell you the truth about me. The truth is, I'm from the future. I came here in a time machine that I invented. I am from the year 1985 in the town of Hill Valley, California.
Clara: Wow Emmett. That is unbelievable. Science fiction come true.
Doc: Yes Clara. You are the best woman I have ever met in my entire life and I wish you Godspeed and best of luck in your future. Don't tell anyone that I was from the future and this time machine. Goodbye Clara. (dies)
Clara: (sobs) Emmett! (sobs) I'm going to miss you Emmett! You were the best man I've ever met. (sobs)
Friday September 11, 1885
Boot Hill Cemetery
Pastor: Now we shall proceed the burial of our good blacksmith Emmett Brown.
Clara: Oh Emmett. How I'm going to miss you. (cries)
Maggie: I'm very sorry for your love one mam.
Clara: Thank you Maggie. I don't know what I'm gonna do now with Emmett gone.
Maggie: I'm sure you'll find another man someday.
Seamus: Of course you will. It's not the end of the world. Maybe one day another man like him will come around in your life.