9:57 PM PST
"Here we are, Marty!" called out Harmony, as she and Marty Jr reached the clocktower. "I guess we made it here with just seven minutes to spare."
Marty Jr watched on, as Doc pulled a letter of his pocket. It was probably the same letter that Marty One wrote at Lou's Cafe earlier that evening.
"What's the meaning of this?" Doc '55 asked, in a very accusing voice.
"You'll find out in thirty years," replied Marty One, as he just barely managed to hold back a sob.
"It's about the future, isn't it?" added Doc '55, accusingly.
"Wait a minute!" shouted Marty One, just on the verge of tears, now.
Marty Jr eye's filled up with tears, as he realized how his father must be feeling.
"It's information about the future, isn't it?" asked Doc '55, angrily, just as he made a move to tear up the note. "I warned you about this, kid. The consequences could be disastrous!"
"Now that's a risk you'll have to take!" Marty One shouted, pleadingly - as he blinked back tears and reached out for Doc '55. "Your life depends on it!"
"No," insisted Doc '55, as he began to tear up the note, "I refuse to accept the responsibility!"
"How can he be stubborn?" Marty Jr asked, as he blinked back tears. "Doesn't he see how upset my father is feeling right now?"
"In that case," Marty One called out, with desperation, "I'll tell you straight out."
The lightning then struck a tree branch, which caused it to fall over and disconnect the cable. Doc looked at it, putting the letter in his coat pocket as he did so.
"Great Scott!" Doc '55 gasped. "You get the cable, I'll throw the rope down to you."
"Right, I got it," Marty One said, as he was trying very hard to not cry.
"I guess he does tape the note back up, eventually," commented Harmony. "I can't believe he missed all the warning signs that your father was very distraught."
"Yeah, I just feel so bad for my father right now," Marty Jr said, swallowing hard. "I am just on the verge of tears right now, thinking about. I don't quite know how that could be possible, though - as we're not here physically."
Doc '55 picked up the rope, as Marty One picked up the cable. Doc '55 ran up the Courthouse stairs to get to the clock. The clock turned to 9:58 PM. Doc '55 opened the door next to the clock and stepped out. He looked at the gargoyle next to it.
"Ahh, hoo ooh, ah!" called out Doc '55, as he realized how high up he was.
"Doc!" Marty One called out, with despair in his voice.
"It doesn't quite make sense to me, either," replied Harmony. "I am getting a little teary myself, though. I guess our astral bodies simulate our physical bodies."
Doc '55 threw the rope down, and Marty One attached it to the cable.
"C'mon," urged Doc '55. "C'mon, let's go."
"All right," called out Marty One. "Take it up, go." As Doc '55 pulled it up, Marty One shouted to him, "Doc!"
Doc '55 was unable to hear Marty One, due to the lightning. "Huh?" he called back.
"I have to tell you about the future!" Marty One, insisted.
"Poor Daddy," murmured Marty Jr, as his heart really went out to his father.
"Huh?" repeated Doc '55, as he had a hard time hearing Marty One.
"I have to tell you about the future!" Marty One repeated. Just then, there was more lightning.
"Ahh!" Doc called out, startled.
"On the night I go back in time, you get shot!" Marty One called out. However, just as he said the last word, the clock struck ten.
"I guess this clock is chiming for the last time," Harmony commented. "It's so hard to believe that the big moment will just be four minutes away."
"Doc!" Marty One called out, with great anguish.
"Go, go!" Doc '55 pleaded, as he gestured with his hands.
"No, Doc!" Marty One called out, near tears.
"Look at the time," Doc '55 insisted. "You've got less than four minutes! Please hurry!"
As Marty One headed for the car, Marty Jr said, "I guess he doesn't want to go back to 1985, if he thinks Doc will still shot by terrorists."
"I can't really blame him," Harmony said, sighing. "He must care about Grandpa a lot! I guess he'll have to go back early, to warn Grandpa about the terrorists."
oooooooooo
Biff felt so embarrassed, as he realized that he was crying like a baby. After all, Biff Tannen never cried! Still, he was crying - and this was sure the absolute worst night of his life. He was going to be a laughingstock, as he returns to school on Monday!
He wondered who he would have clean the manure from the car this time. It sure wouldn't be Terry, as he would refuse to do any more favours for Biff.
Biff thought of all the people he had bullied through the years, and he realized that that was something he did to make himself feel better. George McFly, in particular, was rather an easy target to push around - as he never tried to fight back. That is, until tonight, when George actually dared to stand up to him.
Biff then stood up, as he realized that he would have no choice but to walk home in this terrible thunderstorm. Aside from the members of his gang, he didn't have any other friends. Now, he didn't even have his gang anymore. This sure meant that he was just as lonely as the people he and his gang would bully around.
oooooooooo
"This is it, George," Lorraine called out. "This is where I live." As she looked up in the sky, she added, "It looks like we're going to have a really bad storm tonight."
George nodded, as he added, "Yeah, we'd better get you in the house. It's pouring rain, and we don't want you to catch your death of cold."
As George led Lorraine to the house, his heart was beating fast. As he remembered what Lorraine told him about her parents, he was real worried that her parents may not like him. After all, they weren't too fond of Calvin Marty Klein.
"How was the dance, Lorraine?" asked her mother, as she and George stepped into the house. She took a rather close look at George, as she added, "What happened, Lorraine? I thought you were planning to attend the dance with Calvin Klein?"
"Well, I did," Lorraine said, blushing, "but, uh, well, it just didn't work out between the two of us. So I ended up falling in love with George McFly, instead."
"It's a great pleasure to meet you, George," Mrs. Baines said, as she held out her hand to George. As the two shook hands, he added, "I heard that we are going to have a severe thunderstorm tonight, so why don't you just stay with us?"
"Well, I appreciate the offer, Mrs. Baines," George said, nervously, "but my parents are actually expecting me to come home tonight."
"I could call your parents," offered Mrs. Baines. "I rather don't think you should be out driving around in such a terrible storm." She turned to Lorraine, as firmly said, "And no, Lorraine, he may not sleep in your room!"
oooooooooo
After Doc '55 saw the DeLorean leave, he shouted, "Yeah!"
As the clock turned to 10:01, Doc climbed over the ledge, and looked down. He had never felt so frightened before, in his life. As more lightning happened, Doc slipped. He had no idea just how hard this task could be. It was a terrible thunderstorm!
oooooooooo
Meanwhile, Marty One reached the white line on the street outside the Bluebird Motel. He parked the car and connected the hook into the flux capacitor.
"Dammit, Doc," Marty One asked, tearfully, "why did you have to tear up that letter? If only I had more time..." With sudden realization, Marty One gasped, "Wait a minute! I got all the time I want! I got a time machine! I'll just go back early and warn him. Ten minutes ought to do it"
Marty One then changed the destination time from 1:35 AM to 1:24 AM.
"Time circuits on, flux capacitor..." Marty One paused, as he tried to think of a word. "... fluxing, engine running. All right!"
Unfortunately, the engine suddenly stopped. This was the very last thing Marty One needed right now. Doc or no Doc, he had to get back to 1985.
"No, no, no, no, no," Marty One groaned. "C'mon, c'mon!"
oooooooooo
At the clock tower, Doc '55 almost managed to connect the cable, when he suddenly slipped. He was worried that he could plunge to his death. He also broke a bit off the ledge. The cable slipped down and caught onto his trousers.
"Whoa! Oh!" gasped Doc '55, as he was worried for his life.
As the clock turned to 10:02 PM, Doc managed to get the cable back in his hands, as he tried to connect them. He couldn't, though, as the fallen branch stopped him from doing so! This was going to be a lot harder than he thought it was.
"Ah!" Doc '55 cried out, with despair. He was really starting to run out of time.
oooooooooo
"C'mon, c'mon," pleaded Marty One, as he was becoming increasingly frustrated. It really was Murphy's Law at work. "Here we go, this time. Please, please, c'mon!"
As Marty One bumped the steering wheel with his head, the car started working! He was so amazed by how well that worked, as he drove off towards the Courthouse.