Back to the Future Part III Quotes

[Doc has altered history by saving Clara from falling into what would have been Clayton Ravine]
Marty McFly: Look, Doc, what's the worst that can happen, huh? So they don't name the ravine after her. Let's just get the DeLorean ready and get the hell out of here.
Doc: I wish I'd never invented that infernal time machine. It's caused nothing but

disaster.

[Marshall Strickland breaks up a brawl between Marty and Buford at the festival]
Marshall Strickland: [points rifle at Buford] All right now, break it up. What's all this about? You causin' trouble here, Tannen?
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen: No trouble, Marshall. Just a little personal matter between me and Eastwood! This don't concern the law.

Marshall Strickland: Tonight, everything concerns the law. Now break it up. Any brawlin', it's 15 days in the county jail. All right, folks, c'mon, this is a party. Come on, let's have some fun!
[walks off the stage]

Marty McFly: Oh Doc, I tore a hole in the gas tank. We'll have to patch it up and get gas.
Doc: You mean we're out of gas?
Marty McFly: Yeah, no big deal, we got Mr. Fusion, right?
Doc: Mr. Fusion powers the time circuits and the flux capacitor. But the internal combustion engine runs on ordinary gasoline, it

always has. There's not going to be a gas station around here until sometime in the next century. Without gasoline, we can't get the DeLorean up to 88 miles per hour.

Doc: [Doc has just arrived in a time traveling train]
[to Marty]
Doc: Meet the family. Clara you know.
Clara Clayton: Hi, Marty.
Marty McFly: Ma'am!
Doc: These are our boys: Jules, and Verne!
[they walk out as Doc introduces them]
Doc: Boys, this is

Marty and Jennifer.
[they wave at them and Marty and Jennifer wave back]

Young Doc: The clothes fit?
Marty McFly: Yeah. Everything except the boots, Doc. They're kinda tight. I don't know, you sure this stuff is authentic?
Young Doc: Of course! Haven't you ever seen a Western?
Marty McFly: [coming out in a ridiculous sequin getup] Yeah, I have, Doc, and Clint Eastwood never wore

anything like this.
Young Doc: Clint who?
Marty McFly: [seeing posters for "Tarantula" and "Revenge of the Creature" - movies Eastwood made before his big acting break four years later] That's right. You haven't heard of him yet.

Doc: You know, when I was a kid, I always wanted to be a cowboy. And now, knowing I'm gonna spend my future in the past, sounds like a wonderful way to spend my retirement years. It just occurred to me, Marty, since I end up in 1885, perhaps I'm now in the history books. I wonder... could I go to the library and look myself up in the old newspaper archives?
Marty

McFly: I don't know, Doc. But you're the one that's always saying, you know, it's not good to know too much about your own destiny.
Doc: You're right, Marty. I know too much already. Better that I not attempt to uncover the circumstances of my own future.

Marty McFly: You know, Doc, it's gonna be a hell of a long walk back to Hill Valley from here.
Doc: Still the safest plan. After all, we can't risk sending you back into a populated area, or to a spot that's geographically unknown. You don't want to crash into some that once existed in the past. This is all completely open country, so you'll have plenty of

run-off space when you arrive. Remember, where you're going, there are no roads. There's a small cave over there that will be a perfect place to hide the time vehicle.

Doc: 1885! Amazing! I actually end up as a blacksmith in the Old West.
Marty McFly: Pretty heavy, huh?
Doc: [continuing with the letter] "I have buried the DeLorean in the abandoned Delgado Mine, adjacent to the old Boot Hill Cemetery as shown on the enclosed map. Hopefully, it should remain undisturbed and preserved until you

uncover it in 1955. Inside, you will find repair instructions. My 1955 counterpart..." - that's me - "... should have no problem repairing it so that you can drive it back to the future. Once you have returned to 1985, destroy the time machine." Destroy it?
Marty McFly: Yeah, well, it's a long story, Doc.
Doc: "Do not - I repeat, do not - attempt to

come back here to get me. I am perfectly happy living in the fresh air and wide-open spaces, and I fear that unnecessary time travel only risks further disruption of the space/time continuum. And please take care of Einstein for me." Einstein?
Marty McFly: He's your dog, Doc. Einstein. It's what you call your dog in 1985.

Marty McFly: Don't you remember last night? You fainted. I brought you home.
Doc: This can't be happening! You can't be here! It doesn't make sense for you to be here! I refuse to even believe that you are here!
[going into the bathroom, he slams the door shut]
Marty McFly: Doc, I am here, and it does make sense. Look, I came

back to 1955 again with you, the you from 1985, 'cause we had to get a book from Biff. So once I got the book back, you - that is, the you from 1985 - were in the DeLorean and it got struck by lightning, and got sent back to 1885!
Doc: 1885?
[opening the door]
Doc: It's a very interesting story, future boy, but there's just one little thing

that doesn't make sense. If the me of the future is now in the past, how could you possibly know about it?
Marty McFly: [holding it up] You sent me a letter.

Doc: [reading the letter from his future self] "The overload shorted out the time circuits and destroyed the flying circuits. Unfortunately, the car will never fly again." It actually flew?
Marty McFly: [sarcastic] Yeah. Well, you had a hover conversion done in the early 21st century.
Doc: [the sarcasm goes right over his head]

Incredible!

Doc: Date: Sunday, November 13, 1955, 7:01 a.m. Last night's time-travel experiment was apparently a complete success. Lightning struck the clock tower at precisely 10:04 p.m., sending the necessary 1.21 gigawatts into the time vehicle, which vanished in a brilliant flash of light, leaving a pair of fire trails behind.
[as he talks, Marty wakes up in the background and

collects Doc's dried-off letter from 1885]
Doc: I therefore assume that Marty and the time vehicle were transported forward through time into the year 1985. After that... after that, I can't recall what happened. In fact, I don't even remember how I got home. Perhaps the gigawatt discharge, coupled with the temporal displacement field generated by the time vehicle, caused a

disruption of my own brain waves, resulting in a condition of momentary amnesia. Indeed, I now recall that moments after the time vehicle disappeared into the future... I saw a vision of Marty say he had come back from the future.

Marty McFly: [telling Doc about falling in love with Jennifer] God, Jennifer! Damn! I hope she's all right, Doc. I can't believe we just left her there on the porch.
Doc: Don't worry, Marty. She'll be fine. When you burned the almanac in 1955, the normal timeline was restored. That means once we're back in 1985, you just have to go over to her house and

wake her up.

Clara Clayton: What's wrong?
Doc: I've come to say goodbye.
Clara Clayton: Goodbye? Well, where are you going?
Doc: I'm going away and, well, I'm afraid I'll never see you again.
Clara Clayton: Emmett.
Doc: Clara, I want you to know that I care about you deeply,

but I realize that I don't belong here, and I have to go back to where I came from.
Clara Clayton: And where might that be?
Doc: I can't tell you.
Clara Clayton: Well, then wherever you're going, take me with you.
Doc: I can't, Clara. I wish it didn't have to be this way, but just believe me when I tell

you that I'll never forget you and that I love you.
Clara Clayton: I don't understand what you're trying to say.
Doc: Clara, I don't think there's any way that you *can* understand it.
Clara Clayton: Please, Emmett, please. I-I have to know. If-If you sincerely do love me, then tell me the truth.
Doc:

All right, then. I'm from the future. I came here in a time machine that I invented, and tomorrow I have to go back to the year 1985.
Clara Clayton: Yes, Emmett. I do understand. I understand that, because you know I'm partial to the writings of Jules Verne, you concocted those mendacities in order to take advantage of me!
[slapping him]
Clara

Clayton: Oh, I've heard some whoppers in my day, but the fact that you'd expect me to entertain a notion like that is so insulting and degrading! All you had to say is "I don't love you and and I don't want to see you anymore". That, at least, would have been respectful!
Doc: But that's not the truth.

Doc: Once more, let's go over the entire plan and layout. I apologize for the crudity of this model, but I just...
Marty McFly: Yeah, I know, Doc. It's not to scale. It's okay, Doc.
Doc: All right. Tomorrow night - Sunday - we'll load the DeLorean onto the tracks here on the spur, right by the old abandoned silver mine. The switch

track is where the spur runs off the main line three miles out to Clayton... Shonash Ravine. The train leaves the station at 8:00 Monday morning. We'll stop it here, uncouple the cars from the tender, throw the switch track and then we'll hijack... *borrow* the locomotive and use it to push the time machine. According to my calculations, we'll reach 88 miles per hour just before we hit the edge of

the ravine. At which point, we'll be instantaneously transported back to 1985 and coast safely across the completed bridge.
Marty McFly: What does this mean? "Point of no return"?
Doc: That's our fail-safe point. Up until there, we still have enough time to stop the locomotive before it plunges into the ravine. But once we pass this windmill, it's

the future or bust.

Doc: [looking at the picture of his tombstone] "Shot in the back by Buford Tannen over a matter of $80?" September 7? That's this Monday! Now I wish I'd paid him off. And who's this "beloved Clara"? I don't know anyone named Clara.
Marty McFly: I don't know, Doc. I thought maybe she was a girlfriend of yours.
Doc: Marty! My

involvement in such a social relationship here in 1885 could result in a disruption of the space/time continuum. As a scientist, I can never take that risk. Certainly not after what we've already been through.

Bartender: [mixing "wake-up juice" after Doc passes out] Here. Stick this clothespin on his nose.
[giving Marty a funnel, which he puts in Doc's mouth]
Bartender: And when he opens up his mouth, go ahead and pour it on down his gullet. Oh, and stand back.
[Doc jerks awake; screaming and clutching his throat, he runs outside and dunks his head

into the horse trough]
Marty McFly: [pulling him out] He's still out!
Bartender: Oh, that? That was just a reflex action. It's gonna take a few more minutes for the stuff to really clear up his head.

Marty McFly: Hey, look at that. The tombstone.
Doc: Marty, let me see that photograph again.
[Marty hands it over]
Doc: My name. It's vanished!
Marty McFly: Hey, that's great, Doc! Don't you get it? We're going back to the future tomorrow, so everything's being erased.
Doc: But

only my name is erased. The tombstone itself and the dates still remain. That doesn't make sense. We know that this photograph represents what will happen if the events of today continue to run their course into tomorrow.

Marty McFly: I'm not really feeling up to this today, so I'm gonna have to forfeit.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen: Forfeit. FORFEIT?
[to his gang]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen: What's that mean?
Buford's Gang Member #1: Um... it means that you win without a fight.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:

Without shooting? He can't do tha...
[to Marty]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen: Hey, you can't do that!