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Marty: George, buddy. remember that girl I introduced you to? Lorraine? What are you writing?
George: Stories, science fiction stories. About visitors coming down to Earth from other planets.
Marty: Get out of town! I didn't know you did anything creative, let me read some...
George: No, no.I never let anybody read my stories.
Marty: Why not?
George: Well, what if they didn't like them, what if they told me I was no good? I guess that would be pretty hard for
somebody to understand.
Marty: No. Not hard at all. So anyway, George - Lorraine, she really likes you. She told me to tell you that she wants
you to ask her to the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance.
George: Really?!
Marty: Oh yeah, all you gotta do is go over there and ask her.
George: What, right here right now in the cafeteria? What if she said no? I don't know if I could take that kind of rejection.
Besides, I think she'd rather go with somebody else.
Marty: Who?
George: Biff.
Biff: You want it, you know you want it, and you know you want me to give it to
you.
Lorraine: You shut your filthy mouth, I'm not that kind of girl!
Biff: Well maybe you are and you just don't know it yet.
Lorraine: Get your meat hooks off of me.
Marty: You heard her, she said get your meat hooks...off, please.
Biff: So what's it to you, butthead? You know you've been looking for a...
Biff: Since you're new here, I'm gonna cut you a break...today. So why don't you make like a tree, and get out of here.
Marty: George!
George: Why do you keep following me around?
Marty: Look, George, I'm telling you George, if you do not ask Lorraine to that
dance, I'm gonna regret it for the rest of my life.
George: But I can't go to the dance. I'll miss my favourite television program,
Science Fiction Theater.
Marty: Yeah but George, Lorraine wants to go with you. Give her a break.
George: Look, I'm just not ready to ask Lorraine out to the dance, and not you, or anybody else on this planet is gonna
make me change my mind!
Marty: Science Fiction Theater?
George will not take Lorraine to the dance because he doesn't want to miss his favorite show "Science Fiction Theater",
it was a real show.
[Marty is wearing the Radiation suit that he wore from the parking lot in 1985, he placed headphones on George's head and
then, places a tape inside the player, the label reads "Edward Van Halen", he begins to play and George wakes up
holding his ears.]
George: Who are you?
Marty: Silence Earthling. My name is Darth Vader. I'm an Extra-Terrestrial from the Planet Vulcan.
Fantastic Story magazine was a real magazine, and in Fall of 1954 it cost a quarter.
George: Marty! Marty, Marty!
Marty: Hey, George buddy, you weren't at school, what have you been doing all
day?
George: I overslept, look I need your help. I have to ask Lorraine out but I don't know how to do it.
Marty: All right, listen, keep your pants on, she's over in the café. God.
Marty: What made you change your mind, George?
George: Last night, Darth Vader came down from planet Vulcan and he told me that if I didn't take Lorraine out, that he'd
melt my brain.
Marty: Yeah, let's just keep this brain melting stuff to ourselves, okay?
George: Oh yeah.
Marty: All right.
Marty: All right, there she is, George. Just go in there and invite her.
George: Ok, but I don't know what to say.
Marty: Just say anything, George, say whatever's natural, the first thing that
comes to your mind.
George: Nothing's coming to my mind.
Marty: Jesus, George, it's a wonder I was ever born.
George: What, what?
Marty: Nothing, nothing, nothing. Look, tell her destiny has brought you
together, tell her that she's the most beautiful girl you have ever seen. Girls
like that stuff. What, what are you doing George?
George: I'm writing this down, this is good stuff.
Marty: Yeah, Okay. Fix that.
George: Lou, gimme a milk. Chocolate. [To Lorraine} Lorraine, my density has popped me to you.
Lorraine: What?
George: Oh, what I meant to say was...
Lorraine: Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?
George: Yes, I'm George. George McFly, I'm your density. I mean, I'm your
destiny.
Lorraine: Oh.
Biff: Hey, McFly! I thought I told you never to come in here. Well it's gonna cost you. How much money have you got on you?
George: How much you want Biff?
[Biff is tripped and he stands up to show how tall he is, he begins to speak, when Marty informs him of something out the
window]
Biff: All right, punk, now-
Marty: Whoa, whoa, Biff, what's that?
[Biff is punched and Marty runs out the door of the cafe into the street]
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