Marty McFly: Where are my pants?Lorraine Baines: Over there, on my hope chest.
Marty McFly: Mom. That you?
Linda McFly: Then how am I supposed to ever meet anybody?Lorraine Baines: Well, it'll just happen. Like the way I met your father.Linda McFly: That was so stupid! Grandpa hit him with the car.Lorraine Baines: It was meant to be.
If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits 88 miles per hour... you're gonna see some serious shit.
