It’s a delorean
Sit here, Marty. Great Scott. Let me see that photograph again of your brother. Just as I thought, this proves my theory, look at your brother. Um, well it’s a delorean, right? Look me up when you get there, guess I’ll be about 47. Don’t tell me anything.
Indeed I will, roll em. I, Doctor Emmett Brown, am about to embark on an historic journey. What have I been thinking of, I almost forgot to bring some extra plutonium. How did I ever expect to get back, one pallet one trip I must be out of my mind. What is it Einy? Oh my god, they found me, I don’t know how but they found me. Run for it, Marty. Huh? Ohh, no. Erased from existence. Jennifer.
Hello. Well gee, I don’t know. Yeah, where does he live? I know what you’re gonna say, son, and you’re right, you’re right, But Biff just happens to be my supervisor, and I’m afraid I’m not very good at confrontations. You guys, take him in back and I’ll be right there. Well c’mon, this ain’t no peep show.