Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Wake up! Let’s go! I got me a runt to kill!
Buford’s Gang Member #1:
It’s still early, boss. What’s your hurry?
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
I’m hungry.
Colt gun salesman:
Young man, young man! I’d like you to have this new Colt Peacemaker and gun belt. Free of charge.
Marty McFly:
Free?
Colt gun salesman:
I want everyone to know that the gun that shot Buford Tannen was a Colt Peacemaker.
Marty McFly:
Hey, no problem. Thanks a lot!
Colt gun salesman:
Of course, you understand, that if you lose I’m taking it back.
Marty McFly:
Thanks again.
Marty McFly:
[
looks at the photograph of the tombstone, the name “Clint Eastwood” appears on it] Listen! I’m not really feeling up to this today, so I’m gonna have to forfeit!
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Forfeit? *Forfeit*? What’s that mean?
Buford’s Gang Member #1:
Uh, it means that you win without a fight.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Without shooting? He can’t do that.
[shouts]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Hey, you can?t do that! You know what I think? I think you’re nothing but a gutless yellow turd! And I’m giving you to the count of ten to come out here, and prove I’m wrong! One…
Marty McFly:
[trying to wake up Doc] Doc… Sober up, buddy. Let’s get sober.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Two…
Saloon Old Timer #3:
You gotta get out there, son. I got $20 gold bet on you, so don’t let me down.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Three…
Saloon Old-Timer #2:
I got $30 gold bet again’ you, so don’t let me down.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Four…
Saloon Old-Timer #1:
You better face up to it, son, ’cause if you don’t go out there…
Marty McFly:
What?
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Five…
Marty McFly:
What if I don’t go out there?
Eyepatch:
You’re a coward!
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Six…
Toothless:
And you’ll be branded a coward for the rest of your days!
Saloon Old-Timer #1:
Everybody everywhere will say, “Clint Eastwood is the biggest yellow belly in the west.”
[Tannen stops and thinks, a gang member hold up seven fingers]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Seven…
Customer:
Here.
[slides a gun down the bar which Marty catches]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Eight…
Marty McFly:
[pauses dramatically] I already got a gun.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Nine…
[long pause]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Ten!
[short pause]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
You hear me, runt? I say, that’s ten, you gutless yellow pie-slinger!
Marty McFly:
[thinks] I don’t care what Tannen says. And I don’t care what anybody else says either.
[
Clara has just climbed onto the train’s ledge]
Doc:
You’re doing fine, nice and steady.
[Clara keeps inching her boots closer towards Doc]
Doc:
C’mon, just a little further.
Clara Clayton:
I can’t Emmitt; I’m scared!
Marty McFly:
[Into Walkie Talkie] Seventy!
Doc:
Keep coming Clara! C’mon, c’mon you’re doing fine!
[Clara is cautiously grabbing the support beam as she gets within reach of Doc]
Doc:
C’mon, nice and easy. Dont look down, that’s it you’re doing fine!
[Clara and Doc are both reaching their hands for each other]
Marty McFly:
[Into walkie talkie] Doc, the red log’s about to blow!
[Just as Clara’s gloved fingertips are about to touch Doc’s, the last log blows. The steel bar breaks and Clara nearly falls to her death, only saved by getting her dress and boot caught on a railing above]
Doc:
Clara!
Townsman #1:
Good morning, Mr. Eastwood.
Marty McFly:
Good morning.
Townsman #2:
[hands Marty a cigar] Have a cigar, Mr. Eastwood. Is there anything else I can do you for you today Mr. Eastwood?
Marty McFly:
Uh, no. I’m fine. Thanks.
Townsman #3:
Good Luck tomorrow, Mr. Eastwood. We’ll be praying for you.
Undertaker:
[holding a funeral suit] Good morning, Mr. Eastwood. Interested in a new suit for tomorrow?
Marty McFly:
No. I’m fine. Thanks.
