Mr. McFly, Mr. McFly, this just arrived, oh hi Marty. I think it’s your new book. What, what, ma? Jennifer. Lynda, first of all, I’m not your answering service. Second of all, somebody named Greg or Craig called you just a little while ago. Dammit, Doc, why did you have to tear up that letter? If only I had more time. Wait a minute, I got all the time I want I got a time machine, I’ll just go back and warn him. 10 minutes oughta do it. Time-circuits on, flux-capacitor fluxing, engine running, alright. No, no no no no, c’mon c’mon. C’mon c’mon, here we go, this time. Please, please, c’mon.
And Jack Benny is secretary of the Treasury. What did she say? It’s your mom, she’s tracked you down. Quick, let’s cover the time machine. Hey not too early I sleep in Sunday’s, hey McFly, you’re shoe’s untied, don’t be so gullible, McFly. Right. Without any sugar.
Well, Biff. I guarantee it. He’s a very strange young man. That’s right. Well, they’re your parents, you must know them. What are their common interests, what do they like to do together?
