Bob Gale - Back to the Future - 2

1955 Biff: Oh yeah, sure, right, that's rich, ha ha, you're gonna make me rich!

2015 Biff: You see this book?

Marty ducks down again.

2015 Biff: (continued) This book tells the future. It tells the events of every major sports event til the end of the century. Football, baseball, horse races, boxing....the information in here is worth millions, and I'm giving it to you.

He passes the book to 1955 Biff. Obviously 1955 Biff thinks this is a load of rubbish.

1955 Biff: Well, that's very nice, thank you very much. Now why don't you make like a tree and get out of here?

2015 Biff gives 1955 Biff a slap across the head.

2015 Biff: It's leave, you idiot! "Make like a tree, and leave." You sound like a damn fool when you say it wrong!

1955 Biff: Alright then, leave!

1955 Biff throws the book in the back of the car. 2015 Biff catches it.

1955 Biff: And take your book with you!

2015 Biff: Don't you get it? You could make a fortune with this book, let me show you.

2015 Biff turns on the radio. During the following he's looking through the sports almanac to find the result.

Radio Announcer: (v.o) UCLA trail 17 to 16! It's 4th and 11 with only 18 seconds left of this game. I'd say it's all over for UCLA!

2015 Biff: Bet you a million bucks UCLA win at 19 to 17.

1955 Biff: What, are you deaf old man? He just said it was over! You lost!

2015 Biff: Oh yeah?

He turns the volume up.

Radio Announcer: (v.o) Here comes Decker with the kick, it's up, it looks good folks, it looks very good, field goal! UCLA wins 19 to 17!

As the announcer keeps talking, 1955 Biff looks at his future self in amazement.

1955 Biff: Alright pops, what's the gag?

Cut to Marty in the boot.

1955 Biff: (o.s) (continued) How did you know what the score was gonna be?

2015 Biff: (o.s) I told you, it's in this book!

Cut back to the Biffs.

2015 Biff: (continued) All you gotta do is bet on the winner, and you'll never lose.

2015 Biff hands the book to 1955 Biff.

1955 Biff: Alright, I'll take a look at it.

He throws it in the back, it lands near Marty. Marty is about to grab it when 2015 Biff grabs the book 9without seeing Marty).

2015 Biff: You damned fool!

The two get out of the car.

2015 Biff: Never, never leave this book lying around! Don't you have a safe? (realises) No, you don't have a safe. Get a safe! Keep it locked up, and until then keep it on you like this.

He puts the book in 1955 Biff's back jeans pocket.

1955 Biff: Hey, what're ya doing?

2015 Biff: And don't tell anyone about it either. Oh, and there's one more thing.

During the following , 1955 Biff closes the garage door, and the Biffs leave the garage.

2015 Biff: (continued) One day, a kid, or a crazy wild-eyed scientist who claims to be a scientist is gonna come around asking about that book.....

They walk off, continuing their conversation. Cut to Marty. He tries to open the door - but it's locked! And we see the outside padlock to prove it. Marty looks up at the windows, but they're far too small for him to climb out of.

Marty: I'm trapped!

He gets his walkie-talkie out.

Marty: (w.t) Doc, come in Doc!

Cut to Doc at the DeLorean.

Doc: Marty, what's the report?

Marty: (v.o) Biff's gone!

Cut to the garage.

Marty: (w.t) He's got the book, the old man's gone too. I'm locked in Biff's garage.

Cut to Doc.

Marty: (v.o) You've gotta fly the DeLorean over here and get me the hell out of here.

Cut to the garage.

Marty: (w.t) The address is 1809 Maple Street.

Cut back to Doc.

Doc: I can't take the DeLorean out in the daylight, but don't worry Marty, somehow I'll get over there.

Cut to the garage.

Marty: (w.t) Whoa Doc, wait a minute Doc. Hey Doc!

No answer, Marty puts away the walkie-talkie and sighs.

Marty: Perfect!

Later that evening, it's dark. Biff leaves his house.

Grandma Tannen: (v.o) Biff! Biff, where're you going now?

Biff: I told you Grandma, I'm going to the dance!

We cut to the garage, where Marty is listening.

Grandma Tannen: (v.o) When are you coming home?

Marty: The dance!

Biff: I'll get home when I get home!

Biff enters the garage. Marty hides in the back of the car.

Grandma Tannen: (v.o) Don't forget to turn off the garage lights!

Biff gets in his car and drives off. As he leaves the Tannen house, Doc rides past on a bicycle. Doc rides up the driveway to the empty garage and rings the bell.

Doc: Marty, Marty! Marty!

Doc leaves the garage.

Doc: Marty, Marty? Damn!

Doc tears the price tag off his hat.

Doc: Where is that kid?

Music: Papa Loves Mambo by Perry Combo

Cut to Biff's car. He's driving to the dance. A tunnel lies ahead. Marty gets the walkie-talkie.

Marty: (w.t) Doc, Doc, come in!

Cut to Doc.

Marty: (v.o) Come in Doc!

Doc: (w.t) Marty, Marty, come in!

Cut to Marty.

Marty: (w.t) Doc!

The car enters the tunnel, meaning the radio and the walkie-talkies are cut off temporally. Cut to Doc.

Doc: (w.t) Marty? (normally) Oh my.....

We see what Doc has spotted. It's the DeLorean from Part 1 under the covers! Doc goes over to it.

Doc: Great Scott!

He lifts up the covers and peers in.

Doc: (mumbling) Oh my God.

Cut to the car. The walkie-talkies seem to be working again.

Marty: (w.t) Doc, Doc, come in!

Cut to Doc.

Doc: (w.t) Marty, what happened to you? I went to Biff's house and you weren't there.

Cut to Marty.

Marty: (w.t) You must have just missed me. I'm in the back of Biff's car. He's on his way to the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance.

Cut to Doc.

Doc: (w.t) Marty, listen, we're going to have to abort this entire plan, it's getting much too dangerous!

Marty: (v.o) Don't worry, the book is on Biff's dashboard.

Cut to Marty. The car has just left the tunnel.

Marty: (w.t, continued) I'll grab it as soon as we get to the school.

Cut to Doc.

Doc: (w.t) Marty! You must be extremely careful not to run into your other self.

1955 DOC appears. He makes some adjustments to his "weather experiment." Neither Doc sees the other.

Marty: (v.o) My other self?

Doc: (w.t) Yes! Remember, your mother is at that exact same dance with you! Yeah!

Marty: (v.o) Yeah, this could get heavy Doc.

Doc: (mutters to himself) Heavy, heavy. (w.t) Whatever happens, you must not let your other self see you. The consequences could be disastrous.

1955 Doc: Excuse me, sir. Yes, you with the hat.

Doc (I'll call him 1985 Doc here to avoid confusion) pulls down his hat so his past self won't recognise him.

1985 Doc: Who me?

1955 Doc: Yes, be a pal and hand my five-eighths wrench out of that toolbox.

1985 Doc: Five-eighths? Don't you mean three-quarters?

1955 Doc: Why, you're right.

1985 Doc: I presume you're conducting some sort of weather experiment.

1955 Doc: That's right. How did you know that?

1985 Doc: Oh, I happen to have a little experience in this area.