Doc presses the correct date into the time panel, remembering where they had to go in order to achieve their plan. "Unbelievable that old Biff had chosen that particular date. It could mean that it inherently contains some sort of cosmic significance. Almost as if it were the junction point for the entire space-time continuum," Doc explained theoretically.
For a moment, the time panel glitches out, showing 'JAN 1ST 1885, 12:00 AM' causing Doc to smack it a couple of times until it changes back to the original date. ,"Damn! Gotta fix that thing!" He exclaimed.
He then turns the time circuits on, getting the siblings' attention. "Hold on, Doc! Why're you turning that on?! We're not going back yet, are we?!" Ally exclaimed in shock.
"Yep," Doc nodded. It was Marty's turn to perk up "Doc, what about Jennifer and Einstein? We can't leave them here!". "Don't worry, kids, assuming we succeed in our mission, this 1985 will change back to the real 1985, instantaneously transforming Jennifer and Einie. They'll be fine and won't remember this horrible place!" Doc assured them.
"But what if we don't succeed?" Marty asked. Doc looks out of the windshield with a determined look on his face. "We must succeed," he said. Ally blew some hair out of her face and joked, "Sure, no pressure, Doc,". Both Doc and Marty shot her a look. She knew when to break the tension.
Three sonic booms later and they had teleported back to 1955. It was night time and they landed behind the Lyons Estate Billboard. After they landed, the three get out of the car. "Whoa, this is heavy, Doc," Marty said, following Doc out to the road.
"I'll say, its like Deja Vu. Like we were here yesterday," Ally said. Even though it felt like a million years ago since her and Marty were here last. "You were here, Allison, both you and Marty were. Amazing, isn't it?" Doc replied, going back to the Delorean.
"Now, both of you head into town, find young Biff and tail him. Sometime today, old Biff will show up and give young Biff the almanac. Neither of you interfere with that event. Old Biff must think he succeeded so he'll leave 1955 and return the Delorean back to the future. Remember our entire lives depend on this," Doc explained.
"Right," both siblings say in unison. "What're we going to do, Doc?" Ally asked. He pulls out a case and runs back out onto the road. "I'm gonna stay here and repair the short time circuits," Doc replies, giving them some binoculars and a walkie-talkie, "So that way we won't risk anyone stealing the Delorean. I won't risk running into my other self,"
"You're other self?" Marty asked curiously. Doc nods and explained, "Precisely. There's two of me here and two of both of you here," He runs down the street with the siblings behind him. "The other me is the Emmett Brown from 1955, the younger me, that help you two get back to 1985!"
He stops and faces the siblings, "You two remember the lightning bolt at the clock tower?" "Yeah," they both said. "That event doesn't happen until tonight. So you two will have to be extremely careful not to run into your other selves. Here, let me give you two some money," Doc said, setting the case down on the road.
He opens it, revealing various bills from different years. He pulls some out of the 1955 slot and gives it to Marty. "Have to be prepared for all monetary possibilities. Get yourselves some '50s clothes," Doc said.
"Check, Doc. Let's go, Ally," Marty says, taking the money. "Right behind you," Ally nodded, starting to run behind her brother. "Something inconspicuous!" Doc called from behind them.
(11:45 AM)
They stopped at a clothes store in town. Marty bought a leather jacket, a fedora hat, and some sunglasses. Ally bought a Cubs baseball cap, a denim jacket, and some sunglasses.
"How come you didn't get a dress, Ally?" Marty asked, raising a brow at her attire. She glared at her brother through the glasses. "Don't start with me, Marty. You know that I hate wearing dresses. Besides Doc did say that something inconspicuous," she replied back.
"Calm down, Ally. I know that you hate dresses. I'm just teasing you," he said with a coy grin. "Oh, ha ha ha. Very funny," Ally sarcastically laughed.
They make their way to where Biff's house was located and called Doc on the walkie-talkie. "Doc, Doc, this is Marty and Ally, over," he spoke. "Roger Marty, are you there?" Doc asked. Marty hands the device to his sister so he could look through the binoculars Doc gave them.
"Yeah, Doc. We're at the address, over," Ally spoke. Marty looked at the house, it was filled with garden ornaments, and a sign hanging on the fence that read, 'No Trespassers- Violators will be prosecuted. This means you!'
"Doc, the phone book says this is the only Tannen in the book. But… it looks like some old lady lives here, over," Ally says. As soon as she finished, 1955 Biff walked out of the house. Ally and Marty hide behind a car.
"Biff! Where are you going?!" an elderly woman's voice yelled from the inside. Biff rolled his eyes in annoyance and shouted, "I'm going to get my car, grandma!"
"When are you coming back? My feet hurt and I need you to rub my toes some more!" his grandma yelled back. Biff leaves the yard and picks up a ball that kids were playing with. "Shut up, you old bag," Biff muttered. The kids start following him, asking for their ball back. But Biff throws it on the balcony to the next house.
"Wow, what an asshole," Ally muttered. Marty looked at her, lowering the binoculars. "What was your first clue, Sherlock?" he joked, having that stupid grin on his face. "Shut up, mister," Ally grumbled.
Biff walked away with a laugh. "Doc, this is Biff's house, we're on him. Over and out!" Marty said.
The siblings follow Biff into the square, hiding behind cars as they followed him. Thankfully, he hadn't seen them the whole way. He meets up with a guy that fixed his car up.
"It's looking good, Terry," Biff said, walking up to his car. "No problem, Biff. She's all fixed up like you wanted. But I couldn't start it. You got some kill switch or something?" Terry asked.
Biff gets in the driver's seat and says, "No, you just gotta have the right touch. Nobody can start this car but me," "The bill comes to $302.57," Terry says, looking at a chart. Biff was appalled by the price of getting his car fixed. "Three-hundred bucks?!" he shouted as he got out of the car, "Just for a couple of dents?! No, that's bullshit, Terry!"
"No, Biff, it was horse shit! The whole car was covered in it! Not to mention, it had a broken windshield!" Terry spat back, "Eighty bucks is what I paid Old Man Jones just to haul it away!" "Old Man Jones?! He probably resold it too! Now I oughta get something for that!" Biff spat back.
"Wanna get something for it? Well, go inside, you can call Old Man Jones and we can give you a refund!" Terry retorted. "It's still 300 bucks! If I find the guy who did this, I'll break his neck!" Biff shouted, walking around his car.
Marty and Ally stealthily crouch-walk behind Biff's car and they hop in the backseat. They cover themselves with a blanket that was in the back with them. They were squashed together since the back was narrow.
Biff and Terry soon come back, still arguing about the $300 he owed. They throw four cans of Valvoline in the back seat, on top of Marty and Ally. Marty groaned in pain, his eyes widening. "You okay?" Ally whispered, hearing him groan. "I got hit in the crotch, how do you think?" he whispered.
Biff sees Lorraine, Ally, and her friend coming out of the dress shop and made his way to them. "Nice dress, Lorraine, but I think you look better with nothing on!" Biff said, trying to lift up Lorraine's skirt. "Get the hell away from her, you asshat!" the other Ally spat at him.
Ally knew what was happening and even got a stare from Marty. They scramble to see what was going on. They lift the blanket just enough so they could see the event unfold. Biff looked at the spunky fifteen-year-old, anger lighting up in his eyes.
"You! You're the little bitch that broke my car! Now you're going to pay for it!" Biff said, cracking his knuckles. "Go ahead, asshat. You were too much of a suck-up to Strickland to kick my ass before," the other Ally said, using her witts.
"Oh, you little-" he scowled, grabbing the other Ally's shirt. He pulled her forward and raised a fist. "Get off me!" Ally shouted, fighting to get loose. "Someone's gotta show you some respect, you little bitch!" Biff shouted.
Ally smirked at her spunky attitude towards Biff. Marty was even impressed by his sister, not letting Biff push them around. "Biff, leave her alone!" Lorraine shouted, stepping in. Biff turns around to face Lorraine, giving the other Ally the opportunity to kick Biff as hard as she could in the crotch, using her knee.
Biff yelled out in pain and dropped her. That's when she took off running. "Jeez, I've taught you well," Marty said with a smirk. "All too well," Ally said, returning the smirk.
After Biff had composed himself, he started walking with Lorraine and her friend. "Listen, Lorraine. There's that dance at school tonight. My cars all fixed up so I figured that I'd cut you a break and give you the honor of going with the best-looking guy in school," he said, talking in a cool tone.
"Well, I'm busy tonight, Biff," Lorraine said, speeding up her pace. The siblings saw that she was trying so hard not to cringe at his attempt to ask her out. "Doing what?" Biff asked.
"Washing my hair," she replied. Biff chortled at what she said. "That's as funny as a screen door on a battleship," Biff said. Marty rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "It's 'screen door on a submarine', you dork," "Good one, Marty," Ally complimented.
Lorraine takes a deep breath before responding, "Look Biff, someone's already asked me to the dance," "Who, that bug, George Mcfly?" Biff asked. She shot him a look and said, "I'm going with Calving Klein, okay?"
Biff didn't like the sound of that and grabs her by the shoulders, turning her to face him. "No, it's not okay! You're going with me, understand?!" Biff shouted. "Get your cooties off of me!" Lorraine growled, fighting against his grip.
"When are you going to get it through your thick skull Lorraine, you're my girl!" Biff said, pulling her closer with a pervy look on his face. "Biff Tannen, I wouldn't be your girl even if… you had a million dollars!" she shouted, kicking Biff in the leg before hitting him over the head with the box.
"Go, mom!" Ally almost shouted, forgetting that she and Marty were on a mission. Lorraine and her friend take off down the street. Biff runs after them, running in the middle of the road. "Yes, you will! It's you and me, Lorraine!" he shouts. A car narrowly misses him.
"Watch your back!" the driver yells. "It's meant to be! Someday you'll be my wife!" Biff yells as the girls run down the road. "Get down!" Marty says, pulling Ally down to the floor of the car. Ally was about to speak but Marty covers her mouth.
They heard a familiar voice from the front seat. "You always had your way with women, Biff," they said. Ally looks over at her brother with wide eyes. "Marty, is that…?" she mouthed to him. Marty nodded in response, keeping quiet.
"Get the hell out of my car, old man!" Biff yelled, not realizing that he's speaking to his future self. "You wanna marry that girl? I can make it happen," Old Biff said, sitting in the driver's side of Biff's car.
Young Biff looked annoyed with him and said, "Oh, and who are you? Mr. Lonely Hearts?" "Just get in the car, butthead," Old Biff demanded. Biff got angry and said, "Who're you calling a butthead, butthead?" Ally rolled her eyes at the weak comeback.
Old Biff then starts the car, surprising Young Biff. "How do you know to do that? Nobody can start this car but me," Young Biff asked. "Just get in the car, Tannen. Today's your lucky day," Old Biff demanded.