Part 3

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Monday 26th October 2015 2.12am.



Scott is hiding in some bushes near to the side of his Grandparent's house on the Lyons Estate. He has his a new backpack packed with essentials for his 'trip'. He checks his watch, which shows the date and time, and looks up and down the street. He hears a figure approaching, so he ducks back into the shadows. It is a shortish man wearing a large black jacket with the collars pointed up, and a hat pulled down covering his face. He walks up to the elder-McFly residence and looks up the drive. Scott looks from his hiding place to see who it is, but it is too dark to make out whom it is. As Scott strains to see, the man moves on to Scott's left and further down the street.



Scott mutters to himself.



SCOTT


Damn, that's all I need, somebody else hanging about.



Scott moves forward and looks down towards the entrance of the estate. He sees that the man has stopped a short way along the street. Scott mutters to himself again.



SCOTT


Aw, come on. Keep walking will ya.



Scott carefully moves along the street in the shadows to see if he can see who the man is. As he gets close he accidentally kicks a discarded "Pepsi Perfect" bottle, which creates a racket. The man looks round, but Scott hides before he can be seen. Just as the man looks away, three sonic booms sound out and the DeLorean appears out of nowhere. The frozen car brakes to a halt along the street. The man in the coat rushes towards the stationary vehicle.



SCOTT


Who the hell is that guy?



Scott sees the gull-wing door of the DeLorean open up and a 71-year-old Doctor Emmett Brown step out wearing a white coat and a Hawaiian shirt underneath. Einstein the dog leaps out behind him. He looks around bewildered and then sees the man in the coat rush towards him.



MAN


Doc! Doc!



The man takes his hat off as Doc looks up at him.



DOC


Marty! Is that you?



The man is revealed to be Marty Senior.



MARTY


Doc! Oh my God, am I glad to see you!



Marty embraces Doc.



DOC


So this is the year 2015? I wasn't expecting you to greet me. I just left you in 1985. I mean the 17-year-old version of you.



MARTY


I know Doc. That's why I'm here. I need your help.



DOC


Why what's going on? What's been going on in the last thirty years?



MARTY


It's my kids Doc. They're in trouble; something's got to be done about them.



DOC


Why what's happened? Do they turn into assholes or something?



MARTY


It's a long story Doc. I don't want to tell you too much because you told me you don't want to hear too much about your own future. Screwing things up. Stuff like that.



DOC


If you need help Marty, I'm willing to take a chance. Start at the beginning.



MARTY

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