This Saturday night, mostly clear, with some scattered clouds. Lows in the upper forties. No sir, I’m gonna make something out of myself, I’m going to night school and one day I’m gonna be somebody. Good morning, Mom. Anyway, Grandpa hit him with the car and brought him into the house. He seemed so helpless, like a little lost puppy, my heart just went out for him. Uh?
1955? You’re my ma- you’re my ma. Marty, I always wear a suit to the office. You alright? Marty, this may seem a little foreward, but I was wondering if you would ask me to the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance on Saturday. That’s Calvin Klein, oh my god, he’s a dream. Wait a minute.
Its good. I don’t wanna see you in here again. That Biff, what a character. Always trying to get away with something. Been on top of Biff ever since high school. Although, if it wasn’t for him- Sam, quit fiddling with that thing and come in here and eat your dinner. C’mon, he’s not that bad. At least he’s letting you borrow the car tomorrow night.