Glühweinverkäufer

Dammit, Doc, why did you have to tear up that letter? If only I had more time. Wait a minute, I got all the time I want I got a time machine, I'll just go back and warn him. 10 minutes oughta do it. Time-circuits on, flux-capacitor fluxing, engine running, alright. No, no no no no, c'mon c'mon. C'mon c'mon, here we go, this time. Please, please, c'mon. Yeah but George, Lorraine wants to go with you. Give her a break. Hi, Marty. You're gonna break his arm. Biff, leave him alone. Let him go. Let him go. I'll get it back to you, alright?

Wait a minute, wait a minute. 1:15 in the morning? Mayor Goldie Wilson, I like the sound of that. That's true, Marty, I think you should spend the night. I think you're our responsibility. Oh. Well, you mean, it makes perfect sense.

whoa, this is it, this is the part coming up, Doc. He's your brother, Mom. Who are you calling spook, pecker-wood. Leave her alone, you bastard. Hey beat it, spook, this don't concern you.