Back to the Future Part III

Marty McFly:
Is there a back way out of here?

Bartender:
Sure.

Marty McFly:
Where is it?

Bartender:
Out the back.

Doc:
Marty, you're not thinking fourth dimensionally!

Doc:
Reach!

Engineer:
Is this a holdup?

Doc:
It's a science experiment!

Doc:
Clara was one in a million. One in a billion. One in a googolplex!

Doc:
Marty, I gave you explicit instructions not to come here but to go directly back to 1985.

Marty McFly:
I know, Doc. But I had to come.

Doc:
But it's good to see you, Marty.

Doc:
We shall proceed as planned, and as soon as we return to 1985, we shall destroy this infernal machine. Traveling through time has become much too painful.

Doc:
Marty, you can't go losing your judgment every time someone calls you a name. It's exactly what causes you to get into that accident in the future.

Doc:
Marty, we all have to make decisions that affect the course of our lives. You've got to do what you've got to do. And I've got to do what I've got to do.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Then let's settle it, right now!

Buford's Gang Member #1:
Uh, not now, Buford. Marshal's got our guns.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Like I said, we'll finish this tomorrow.

Buford's Gang Member #2:
Tomorrow, we're robbing the Pine City Stage.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
What about Monday? Are we doing anything Monday?

Buford's Gang Member #1:
Uh, no, Monday would be fine. You can kill him on Monday.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
I'll be back this way on Monday! We'll settle this then... right there... out in the street... in front of the Palace Saloon!

Marty McFly:
Yeah, like when? High noon?

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Noon? I do my killin' before breakfast! Seven o'clock!

Marty McFly:
Eight o'clock. I do my killing after breakfast!

Marty McFly:
Hey, Doc! Where you going now? Back to the future?

Doc:
Nope. Already been there.

Young Doc:
No wonder this circuit failed. It says "Made in Japan".

Marty McFly:
What do you mean, Doc? All the best stuff is made in Japan.

Young Doc:
Unbelievable.

Marty McFly:
You're Mad Dog Tannen!

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Mad Dog? I hate that name. I hate it. You hear? 'Cause nobody calls me "Mad Dog", especially not some duded-up, egg-sucking gutter trash.

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?

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

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.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
What's your name, dude?

Marty McFly:
Uh, Mar-, uh... Eastwood. Clint Eastwood.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
What kind of stupid name is that?

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.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Eight o'clock Monday, runt. If you ain't here, I'll hunt you and shoot you down like a duck.

Buford's Gang Member #1:
It's "dog", Buford. Shoot him down like a dog.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Wake up! Let's go! I got me a runt to kill!

Buford's Gang Member #1:
It's still early, boss. What's your hurry?

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
I'm hungry.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
I hate manure!

Doc:
This'll shoot the fleas off a dog's back at five hundred yards, Tannen, and it's pointed straight at your head!

Doc:
Look, if your horse threw a shoe, bring him back and I'll re-shoe him!

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
I done shot that horse!

Doc:
Well, that's your problem, Tannen!

Marty McFly:
Maybe it was a mistake, Doc. Maybe that grave wasn't yours. There could've been another Emmett Brown back in 1885.

Young Doc:
No.

Marty McFly:
Didn't you have any relatives here back then?

Young Doc:
The Browns didn't come to Hill Valley until 1908, and then they were the Von Brauns. My father changed our name during the First World War.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Smile, Sheriff, it's a party!

Marshall Strickland:
The only party I'll be smilin' at is the one that sees you at the end of a rope.

Marty McFly:
So you're my great-grandfather. The first McFly born in America. And you peed on me.

Marty McFly:
How many did he have?

Bartender:
Just one.

Marty McFly:
Just the one?

Bartender:
There's a fella who can't hold his liquor.

Doc:
Marty, you're going to have to do something about those clothes. You walk around town dressed like that, you're liable to get shot.

Marty McFly:
Or hanged.

Doc:
What idiot dressed you in that outfit?

Marty McFly:
You did.

Doc:
And in the future, we don't need horses. We have motorized carriages called automobiles.

Saloon Old Timer #3:
If everybody's got one of these auto-whatsits, does anybody walk or run anymore?

Doc:
Of course we run. But for recreation. For fun.

Saloon Old Timer #3:
Run for fun? What the hell kind of fun is that?

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Listen up, Eastwood! I intend to shoot somebody today and I'd prefer it to be you. But if you're just too damn yellow, I guess it'll just have to be your blacksmith friend.

Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
You know what I think? I think you ain't nothing but a gutless yellow turd! And I'm giving you to the count of ten to come out here, and prove I'm wrong!

Doc:
Howdy Doody time?

Bartender:
Emmett! What can I get you? The usual?

Doc:
No, Chester, I'm gonna need something a lot stronger than that tonight.

Bartender:
Sarsaparilla?

Doc:
Whiskey, Chester.

Young Doc:
"William McFly and family". Your relatives?

Marty McFly:
My great-grandfather's name was William.

Marty McFly:
That's him. Good-looking guy.

Marty McFly:
I had this horrible nightmare. Dreamed I w-... dreamed I was in a western. And I was being chased by all these Indians... and a bear.

Maggie McFly:
Well... you're safe and sound here, now, at the McFly farm.

Marty McFly:
McFly farm? Why, you're my, my, my... who are you?

Colt Gun Salesman:
Where'd you learn to shoot like that?

Marty McFly:
7-11

Doc:
Each detonation will be accompanied by a sudden burst of acceleration. Hopefully, we'll hit 88 mph, before the needle gets much past 2000.

Marty McFly:
Why, what happens when it hits 2000?

Doc:
The whole boiler explodes.

Marty McFly:
Perfect!

Young Doc:
All you got to do is drive directly toward that screen accelerating up to 88 miles an hour.

Marty McFly:
Wait a minute, Doc. It I go driving straight towards that screen, I'm gonna crash into those Indians.

Young Doc:
Marty, you're not thinking fourth dimensionally. You'll soon enough be transferred back into 1885, and those Indians won't even be there.

Young Doc:
Well, good luck for both our sakes. You've made a real difference in my life. See you in the future.

Marty McFly:
You mean the past?

Young Doc:
Exactly.

Clara Clayton:
I don't dance very well when my partner has a gun in his hand.

Colt gun salesman:
Young man, young man! I'd like you to have this new Colt Peacemaker and gun belt. Free of charge.

Marty McFly:
Free?

Colt gun salesman:
I want everyone to know that the gun that shot Buford Tannen was a Colt Peacemaker.

Marty McFly:
Hey, no problem. Thanks a lot!

Colt gun salesman:
Of course, you understand, that if you lose I'm taking it back.

Marty McFly:
Thanks again.

Marty McFly:
Doc! Doc! Come quick!

Marty McFly:
You're not far off.

Maggie McFly:
I hope you're considering your own future, Mr. Eastwood.

Marty McFly:
I think about it all the time.

Saloon Old-Timer #1:
Take a look at what just breezed in the door.

Saloon Old-Timer #2:
Why, I didn't know the circus was in town.

Saloon Old Timer #3:
Musta gotten that shirt off a dead Chinese.

Bartender:
What'll it be, stranger?

Marty McFly:
Uh, I'll have, uh, ice water.

Saloon Old Timer #3:
Ice?

Bartender:
Water? You want water, you better go dunk your head in the horse trough out there.

Bartender:
In here, we pour whiskey.

Marty McFly:
"Erected by the wish of his beloved Clara."

Marty McFly:
Who the hell is Clara?

Young Doc:
Marty, please, DON'T STAND THERE!

Doc:
A hundred years ago? But that's now!

Mad Dog Tannen:
“what kind of stupid name is that?”

[in 1955, Doc and Marty rent a tow truck to get the DeLorean out of the mine shaft; Copernicus freezes upon seeing an adjacent graveyard; Marty follows him and is in shock]

Marty:
DOC!! DOC!! Come here, quick!

Doc:
What's wrong, Marty? You look like you've seen a ghost.

Marty:
You're not far off, Doc.

Doc:
[sees the tombstone] Oh, Great Scott!

Marty:
Check this out. "Died September 7th, 1885." That's one week after you wrote the letter! "Erected in memory by his beloved Clara." Who the hell is Clara?

Doc:
Marty, please don't stand there!

Marty:
Oh, right! [steps off grave plot] Sorry, I better get another picture.

Doc:
"Shot in the back by Buford Tannen over a matter of $80." What kind of a future do you call that?!

Doc:
Well, good luck. For both our sakes. See you in the future.

Marty:
You mean the past.

Doc:
Exactly!

Buford:
You owe me money, blacksmith.

Doc:
How do you figure?

Buford:
My horse threw his shoe. And seein' as you was the one who done the shoein', I say that makes you responsible.

Doc:
Well, since you never paid me for the job, I say that makes us even!

Buford:
Wrong! See, I was on my horse when he threw the shoe and I got thrown off! And that caused me to bust a perfectly good bottle of fine Kentucky red-eye. So, the way I figure it, blacksmith, you owe me $5 for the whiskey and $75 for the horse.

Marty:
[under his breath] That's the $80!

Doc:
Look! If your horse threw his shoe, bring him back, and I'll re-shoe him!

Buford:
I done shot that horse!

Doc:
Well, that's your problem, Tannen!

Buford:
Wrong! That's yours. So, from now on, you better be lookin' behind you when you walk, 'cause one day, you're gonna get a bullet in your back!

Marty:
Clayton Ravine was named after a teacher. They say she fell in there a hundred years ago.

Doc:
A hundred years ago? That's this year!

Marty:
Every kid in school knows that story 'cause we all have teachers we'd like to see fall into the ravine.

Doc:
Great Scott! Then she was supposed to go over in that wagon... and now I may have seriously altered history.

[Marty and Jennifer are surprised at the Brown family's appearance]

Jennifer:
Doctor Brown, I brought this note back from the future and now it's erased.

Doc:
Of course it's erased!

Jennifer:
But what does that mean?

Doc:
It means your future hasn't been written yet. No one's has. Your future is whatever you make it, so make it a good one. Both of you.

Marty:
We will, Doc!

Doc:
Stand back! All right, boys, buckle up.

Marty:
Hey, Doc! Where you going now? Back to the future?

Doc:
Nope. Already been there.

your future hasn't been written yet. No one's has. Your future is whatever you make it, so make it a good one.