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My equipment, that reminds me, Marty, you better not hook up to the amplifier. There’s a slight possibility for overload. It works, ha ha ha ha, it works. I finally invent something that works. Yeah. What? Mom, Dad.

Hi, Marty. Calvin. Kids, we’re gonna have to eat this cake by ourselves, Uncle Joey didn’t make parole again. I think it would be nice, if you all dropped him a line. Our first television set, Dad just picked it up today. Do you have a television? Calvin.

Doc, you gotta help me. you were the only one who knows how your time machine works. Where were we. What? Dear Doctor Brown, on the night that I go back in time, you will be shot by terrorists. Please take whatever precautions are necessary to prevent this terrible disaster. Your friend, Marty. About how far ahead are you going?