Don’t stop, Wilbert, drive. Hey Marty, I’m not your answering service, but you’re outside pouting about the car, Jennifer Parker called you twice. 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. Okay Doc, this is it. Looks like a airplane, without wings.
Who? Jesus, you smoke too? This is more serious than I thought. Apparently your mother is amorously infatuated with you instead of your father. Yeah, you got my homework finished, McFly? No, why, what’s a matter?
Yeah, who are you? Marty, you made it. Alright, good-bye Einy. Oh, watch that re-entry, it’s a little bumpy. Right, and where am I gonna be? Don’t tell me. Uh, you want me to buy a subscription to the Saturday Evening Post?
Don’t stop, Wilbert, drive. Hey Marty, I’m not your answering service, but you’re outside pouting about the car, Jennifer Parker called you twice. 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. Okay Doc, this is it. Looks like a airplane, without wings.