Marty McFly: Hey, Doc! Where you going now? Back to the future?
Doc: Nope. Already been there.

Marty McFly: The 'Sports Almanac'. Son of a bitch stole my idea! He must have been listening when I... It's my fault! The whole thing's my fault. If I hadn't have boughten that damn book, then none of this would have ever happened.
Doc: Well, forget it Marty. That's all in the past.
Marty McFly: You mean the future.
Doc: Whatever! It demonstrates precisely how time travel can be misused, and why the time machine must be destroyed, after we straighten all of this out.

Marty McFly: Where are we? When are we?
Doc: We're descending towards Hill Valley, California, at 4:29 pm, on Wednesday, October 21st, 2015.
Marty McFly: 2015? You mean we're in the future?
Jennifer: Future? Marty, what do you mean? How can we be in the future?
Marty McFly: Jennifer, I don't know how to tell you this, but... you're in a time machine.
Jennifer: And this is the year 2015?
Doc: October 21st, 2015.

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?

Buford's Gang Member #2: Hey, get a gander at them moccasins! What kinda skins is them? What's that writing mean?
Buford's Gang Member #1: "Nee-kay"? What is that, some kinda Injun talk or something?

"Shot in the back by Buford Tannen, over a matter of 80 dollars." What kind of future do you call that?

Young Doc

Marty McFly: Great Scott!
Doc: I know, this is heavy.

Marty McFly: I'm sorry, Doc. It's all my fault you're stuck back there. I never should have let Biff get to me!
Young Doc: Well, there are plenty worse places to be than the Old West. I could've ended up in the Dark Ages. They probably would have burned me at the stake as a heretic or something.

Obi-Wan: You know I don't like it when you do that.
Anakin: Sorry, master. I forgot that you don't like flying.
Obi-Wan: I don't mind flying, but what you're doing is suicide.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen: Marshall Strickland. I didn't know you was back in town.
Marshall Strickland: If you can't read the sign, Tannen, I presume you can read THIS.

Han Solo: Chewie and I will check it out, you two stay here.
Luke: Quietly. There may be more of them out there.
Han Solo: Hey, it's me!

Lando: We're getting out of here.
C-3PO: I knew all along. Had to be a mistake.
Leia: Do you think that after what you did to Han that we're going to trust you?
Lando: I had no choice...
C-3PO: What are you doing? Trust him, trust him.

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