User blog:LeandroDaVinci/TWD: ERB - Season 2, Episode 1 - "Heavy"

The sky is blotted out by a dark canopy of lifeless grey clouds, with just a few stray beams of light making it to the tattered and abandoned streets of Hill Valley. The buildings are in ruins. Mother Nature has reclaimed its territory from the human race; Fungus, Moss and Vines cover the sides of the ruined buildings and vines blossom from the rims of the town’s Clock Tower. Tall grass blooms from cracks in the ragged pavement.

(Shattering the peace and quiet of the abandoned town, a silver car zooms through the empty streets)

Inside of the car, Marty McFly looks at the speedometer as his foot slams repeatedly against the gas pedal. The date is December 17th, 2035. Marty’s destination is 25 years prior, December 17th, 2010.

Marty:  Aw damn, this is getting heavy….Doc’s going to kill me!

The DeLorean hits 80 miles per hour; and is steadily increasing speed.

Marty:  C’mon! C’mon! C’mon! C’mon!

(Sparks begin to shoot from the back and front of the DeLorean and slowly surround it)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty drifts a corner as he goes full speed towards the countryside) <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The car hits 88 miles an hour, and he starts to laugh and whoop as the car disappears, leaving flaming skid marks behind. <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:700;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:underline;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The street is dark now. Not a soul to be seen, trash is everywhere. The clouds warn of an upcoming storm.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Sparks are appearing outta nowhere in middle of a dark street)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The DeLorean appears out of thin air, crashing into a fence.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Wooooooohoooooo-HOLY CRAP!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty crashes into a workshop, and the car skids to a stop. He fights with the DeLorean’s airbag in his attempt to exit the vehicle

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty blows several punches towards the airbag, tries to put it back inside the wheel steering but the airbag hits back dropping him out of the car)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">He sees the place he just wrecked.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Damn, now the Doc is really going to kill me.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">That name brought a slight sense of hope into his heart, perhaps everything would be alright, how it should be. Going to school, skateboarding, hanging around with the Doc and having dinner with his family.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty walks towards out of the side of the building he crashed into and looks outside)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">No one is outside, Hill Valley is a ghost town.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> No…NO!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty runs back inside.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty looks around)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">He is breathless, his sense of hope almost completely destroyed, checking every room. Checking everything, Marty finds nothing.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> DOC! DOC!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:700;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:underline;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(THE WALKING DEAD: ERB EDITION)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">LeandroDaVinci - <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">creator, writer and art

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">TheAssyrianAssassin1337 - <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">co-creator, writer and proofreader

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">GravityMan - <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">writer and proofreader

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Searching around, Marty comes to Doc’s bedroom. There are no sheets, there is nothing in his desk. The only thing of note in the entire room is a VHS tape with “MARTY” sprawled on it.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty grabs the tape, and goes downstairs to Doc Brown’s TV)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The TV works, meaning Doc had left the power generator was left on; Probably in anticipation of Marty’s return.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty loads the tape and stands back)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: Marty! <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty stares at the TV, worried about the Doc.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(A deafening explosion is heard in the video)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Great Scott! Marty, if you’re watching this, nothing has changed. This has to happen no matter what, it’s written in our future! The only thing that we can do is to try to survive. If you’re back and I’m not there….I’m probably dead, although I might not be. I might have to leave my house to get to a safer place. That would be the Clock Tower, yes, that’s it! Go to the Clock To-

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The video suddenly cuts out as the TV goes black, it seemed Doc’s old power generator had ran out of gas. Marty keeps staring at the TV, his hope gradually fading away.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty exhales)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> You better be there...

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty goes to walk out, he takes the VHS tape with him)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty stumbles back through the workshop, kicking away everything in his path to the DeLorean.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty gets into the car, and starts it up, the tail lights revealing a small number of walkers beginning to take notice. Without thinking, Marty backs up the DeLorean, crushing every walker in his way.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Feels like the future, again.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty puts the throttle off reverse, and the now gunk covered car takes off at full speed through the street.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty slows on the gas)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I should go to see if I can finally see my family.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The DeLorean turns to another street, the storm starts to kick in. Lighting reveals his old neighborhood “Lyon Estates”.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty turns the lights off so he can’t be spotted)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The street is empty, similar to how it normally gets at night except for the nauseating smoke.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Oh no...

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty gets out of the DeLorean)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty’s house is in ashes. The old garage where Marty had parked his car is nowhere to be seen. Marty stares at the blackened shell.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> No, no, no, no, I need to...I can change this, I CAN!…

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty drops to his knees and begins to sob)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">His life has no meaning anymore, all the things that he did in the future and in the past didn’t mean anything. His family was dead, Jennifer...hell, the Doc was probably dead too. He hung his head, and stared at the ground - He couldn’t differentiate between his tears and the rain.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty takes a gun out of his shoe, and stares at it, contemplating what to do.)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The storm intensifies, and Marty is quickly drenched from head to toe, lightning striking a house near him with an explosion of splinters and sparks.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The Clock Tower. Gathering his strength, Marty gets back up, running towards the familiar structure.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(The clock tower is in view now, and Marty begins to hear something howling)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">As he bounds up the first steps of the building, Marty’s greeted by a happy Einstein.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Einstein! Is the Doc here?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Einstein barks, and licks his face with joy as Marty bends down.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Great Scott! Is that you Marty?!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">A skinnier version of Doc Brown appears in the doorway, pointing a rifle at him, taking cover behind the door. A thick beard does it best to hide his enormous smile.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty gets on his feet)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Whoa...Doc, what happened to you?...

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty runs towards the Doc)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Brown’s eyes meet Marty’s, and he begins to speak.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Marty. Do not worry, everything’s going to be just fine….first things first...how’s the DeLorean?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> She’s back at my house...I had to see it.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Great Scott! Just as I remembered it! Hahaha! So...what are we waiting for, Marty? Shall we?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Feels good to be back, Doc.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Doc and Marty walk to Marty’s old house to finally, a reunion of Doc and his beloved DeLorean, he gets a good look at it, he exhales, touches it. Looks inside. Keeps walking, looks inside again with a surprised look)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Marty! WHY THERE ARE MUSIC SHEETS IN THE BACKSEAT?!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> It’s nothing, Doc! I just gave some guys a ride…

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> YOU DID WHAT?!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Nothing to worry about, Doc. It was just four guys, time travelers. They needed a ride to get back thei-

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> TIME TRAVELERS?!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Like I said, nothing to worry about, they were minding their own business. Running away from a big guy, leather jacket, shotgun, sha-

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> WAIT! WHAT?! MARTY, EXPLAIN YOURS-

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">As Doc’s voice starts to get higher and higher, Einstein barks at the darkness. It’s still raining. A flash of lightning illuminates the distant street and reveals a number of walkers stumbling down the street..

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty sees, and alerts the Doc; Whose back is turned to it.)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Great Scott! Get inside!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(The doc stumbles inside, closely followed by his loyal pet. Marty is last inside, and closes the door; Just as he shuts the door, another lightning flash reveals the walkers directly across from the entryway)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Marty! Barricade the door, we can’t have them getting inside!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty grabs a desk, and pushes it towards the door; Not knowing if the screeching noise would attract them or not.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Dammit, Marty! You need to explain, right now!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty looks at Doc Brown, who begins to load his rifle.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Doc! What the hell are you doing? What is that going to accomplish?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> We have to take them out, Marty.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Doc grabs his rifle, and forcefully shuts the window)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Are you nuts?! They’ll just come and try to break in!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Ugh, you’re right. Well, maybe. I don’t know. JUST EXPLAIN WHAT HAPPENED!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> I was around in California. I saw four people? I thought they were dead. They were laying on the street.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Strange behaviour.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">: Right, so like, they were alive. Four guys, one old dude in robes, one around his fifties, mad looking, and two normal looking young guys.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Get to the point, Marty.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> That’s it. I just helped them.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Doc grabs the music sheet)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Marty, that does not explain this!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Oh...yeah, that. He was a musician. A historical figure.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> What do you mean?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty looks down)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> He was Beethoven, you know, the deaf pianist.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc looks confused, he’s not overreacting the way Marty would thought.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Nothing? Not even a “MARTY!”?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Beethoven?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Mind blown, he can’t believe it. Doc would obviously know whom Beethoven was.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> You gotta be kidding me, Doc. You don’t know Beethoven?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Should I know who this Beethoven is?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Yeah, totally.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Great Scott...is he a important figure or should I say historical?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> As I said...yes.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc is lost in thought. Marty awaits an answer, and receives it in the form of a walker beginning to bang on the door of the building. Einstein barks immediately.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty looks at Doc, touches his arm)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Helloooo? should I be worried?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Yes, you need to be worried! Marty, come! I’ve set up a safer workshop on the top floor; One that is safe from those things.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Alright, let’s go.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Doc and Marty go up several flights of stairs, until they arrive at the top floor, reaching Doc’s new workshop)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty enters the Doc’s workshop and sees him in the ground searching papers, suddenly he stands, revealing himself to be writing stuff on a clipboard.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> SO! Right now, this is the current adulterated timeline.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Doc frantically scribbles something)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Wait, what? Doc, from the beginning. I’m not in your head.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Remember when you changed the timeline and Biff was the ruler of the Hill Valley?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty is just staring at him)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Of course you do...Anyways, the event that you did in the past changed the original timeline to the Biff ruling the town timeline. Now, you’re following me?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Just get to the point, Doc.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">What I’m saying it’s that somehow these time travellers did something to change the timeline. You giving them a ride could’ve done it too, I don’t know. But the only thing that I’m certain of is that...

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Doc draws a 4 sticks man in the board)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> They are the reason.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> So, these guys changed the timeline bringing Beethoven to the future and present?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> I don’t freaking know! It could be that! It could be that old guy in robes!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Socrates! That was the old man’s name!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Who?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> The philos-

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">DON’T TELL ME! I BET HE’S FROM HISTORY TOO!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty sits down in one of the least chairs standing)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Are you telling me that you don’t recognize these names? Beethoven or Socrates?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Yes, somehow the presence of them changed the timeline to a new one; where people don’t know history or don’t recognize it. Hell, it maybe be something else. I don’t freaking know!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> What about the big guy that was chasing them?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty draws a big stick man)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> A time cop!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I’ve never heard or seen a time cop, Doc.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Whatever! If the time cop was following them, they could be in big trouble. We need to find them!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Why? <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> To fix everything! Don’t you see, Mart-

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc Brown is drowned out by an eerie and out of place silence.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Marty looks outside and sees every corpse in the ground)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> They’re all dead?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#3d85c6;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Rufus: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#3d85c6;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Yes, the infected are neutralized, gentlemen.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Doc immediately points his gun towards the man)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#3d85c6;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Rufus: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#3d85c6;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">There’s no need for that, Emmet Brown. Don’t worry, I mean no harm to you. I come from the future.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Doc: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#999999;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> The future? DON’T TELL ME ANYTHING! MARTY! TALK TO HIM!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">(Doc Brown covers his ears)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Marty: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#e69138;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Future, huh? How? There’s nothing in the future.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:justify;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#3d85c6;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Rufus: <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#3d85c6;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> In the future that you travelled to, yes. That’s the end of human life on this planet, although, I come from the original timeline that you, Bill and Ted changed. I’m here to help with getting back the original timeline, Marty. We will find Bill and Ted and we will get the future that we deserve.

<span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(255,255,255);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Rufus looks at the camera and puts his glasses. Black screen.

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