Look! If your horse threw a shoe, bring him back and I'll reshoe him! So, the way I figure it, blacksmith, you owe me five dollars for the whiskey and $75 for the horse. Wrong! See I was *on* my horse when it threw the shoe and I got throwed *off*! And *that* caused me to bust a perfectly good bottle of fine Kentucky red-eye.
Well, since you never paid me for the job, I say that makes us even! And seein' as you was the one that done the shoein', I say that makes you responsible. Traveling through time has become much too painful. We shall proceed as planned, and as soon as we return to 1985, we'll destroy this infernal machine. I cautioned you about disrupting the continuum for your own personal benefit. Maybe we could just take Clara with us.Īs you reminded me, Marty, I'm a scientist, so I must be scientific about this. Hell, I'm in it with you and even I don't understand it.ĭoc. What are you gonna say to her? "I gotta go back to the future"? I mean, she's not gonna understand that, Doc. So you tell me: What's the right thing to do?Ĭ'mon, Doc. I have to live my life according to what I believe is right in my heart. I can't let this one little photograph determine my entire destiny. Anyone can make their future whatever they want it to be.
This tombstone could still be in your future! Doc, we don't belong here! Neither one of us! You know, it could still be you that gets shot tomorrow!