Назад в будущее 3

Dr. Brown, I brought this note back from the future and - now it's erased.

Of course it's erased!

What does that mean?

It means your future hasn't been written yet. No one's has. Your future is whatever you make it. So make it a good one, both of you.

We will, Doc.

Hey, Doc! Where are you going now? Back to the future?

No. Already been there.

Reach!

Is this a holdup?

It's a science experiment! Stop the train just before you hit the switch track up ahead!

Marty, I've made a decision. I'm not going with you tomorrow. I'm staying here.

What are you talking about?

There's no point in denying it. I'm in love with Clara.

Oh, man. We don't belong here! Neither one of us!

Marty, the future isn't written. It can be changed. You know that. Anyone can make their future whatever they want it to be. I can't let this one little photograph determine my entire destiny. I have to live my life according to what I believe is right... in my heart.

What's your name, dude?

Uh, Mar... Eastwood. Clint Eastwood.

What kind of stupid name is that?

You've got to do something about those clothes. Dressed like that, you're liable to get shot.

Or hanged.

What idiot dressed you in that outfit?

You did.

What about the train?

It'll be a spectacular wreck. Too bad no one will be around to see it.

And in the future, we don't need horses. We have motorized carriages called automobiles.

If everybody's got one of these auto whatsits, does anybody walk or run anymore?

Of course we run. But for recreation. For fun.

Run for fun? What the hell kind of fun is that?

Then let's finish it. Right now.

Not now, Buford. Marshal's got our guns.

Like I said, we'll finish this tomorrow.

Tomorrow, we're robbing the Pine City Stage.

What about Monday? Are we doing anything Monday?

Monday would be fine. You can kill him on Monday.

I'll be back this way on Monday! We'll settle this then... right there.

When? High noon?

Noon? I do my killing before breakfast! Seven o'clock!

Eight o'clock. I do my killing after breakfast!

You're not thinking fourth dimensionally!

Right, right. I have a problem with that.

Well, good luck for both our sakes. See you in the future.

You mean the past?

Exactly!

What'll it be, stranger?

Uh, I'll have an... ice water.

Water? You want water, you better go dunk ya head in the horse trough out there. In here, we pour whiskey.

Remember, where you're going, there are no roads.