Uh, well, actually, I figured since it wasn’t due till Monday- I’m gonna get that son-of-a-bitch. Thank you. In about thirty years. No, no, George, look, it’s just an act, right? Okay, so 9:00 you’re strolling through the parking lot, you see us struggling in the car, you walk up, you open the door and you say, your line, George. Please note that Einstein’s clock is in complete synchronization with my control watch.

Maybe you were adopted. Doc, she didn’t even look at him. Marty, will we ever see you again? I have to tell you about the future. Yeah, I guessed you’re a sailor, aren’t you, that’s why you wear that life preserver.

Look at the time, you’ve got less than 4 minutes, please hurry. Oh Mom, there’s nothing wrong with calling a boy. I, I don’t know. Well, they’re bigger than me. Ah well, sort of.