Marty McFly: Doc, you don't just walk into a store and buy plutonium. Did you rip that off?
Dr. Emmett Brown: Shhhhhh. Of course. From a group of Libyan nationalists. They wanted me to build them a bomb, so I took their plutonium and in turn, gave them a shoddy bomb-casing full of used pinball machine parts! Come on! Let's get you a radiation suit. We must prepare to reload.

Marty McFly: Nice shot Doc! You're not going to believe this, we have to go back to 1955.
Doc: I don't believe it!

Lou: You gonna order something, kid?
Marty McFly: Ah, yeah... Give me a Tab.
Lou: Tab? I can't give you a tab unless you order something.
Marty McFly: All right, give me a Pepsi Free.
Lou: You want a Pepsi, pal, you're gonna pay for it!

Marty McFly: Listen, you got a back door to this place?
Bartender: Yeah, it's in the back.

Marty McFly: Whoa... they really cleaned this place up. Looks brand-new.
Dr. Emmett Brown: Now, remember - according to my theory, you interfered with your parents first meeting. If they don't meet, they won't fall in love, they won't get married and they won't have kids. That's why your older brother's disappearing from that photograph. Your sister will follow, and unless you repair the damage, you'll be next.
Marty McFly: Sounds pretty heavy.
Dr. Emmett Brown: Weight has nothing to do with it.

Marty McFly: You know, Doc, you left your equipment on all week.
Dr. Emmett Brown: My equipment. That reminds me, Marty. You better not hook up to the amplifier. There's a slight possibility of overload.
Marty McFly: Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.

Bartender: In about ten minutes, he's gonna be as sober as a priest on Sunday.
Marty McFly: Ten minutes? Why do we have to cut these things so damn close?

Stella Baines: Marty, you look so familiar to me. Do I know your mother?
Marty McFly: Yeah, I think maybe you do...

Dr. Emmett Brown: Are those my clocks I hear?
Marty McFly: Yeah! Uh, it's 8 o'clock!
Dr. Emmett Brown: Perfect! My experiment worked! They're all exactly 25 minutes slow!
Marty McFly: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Doc... Are you telling me that it's 8:25?
Dr. Emmett Brown: Precisely.
Marty McFly: Damn! I'm late for school.

Marty McFly: Wait a minute, Doc, are you trying to tell me that my mother has got the hots for me?
Dr. Emmett Brown: Precisely.
Marty McFly: Whoa, this is heavy.
Dr. Emmett Brown: There's that word again; "heavy". Why are things so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the earth's gravitational pull?

Doc: Reach!
Engineer: Is this a holdup?
Doc: It's a science experiment!

Marty, you can't go losing your judgment every time someone calls you a name. It's exactly what causes you to get into that accident in the future.

Doc

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