Doc:
1885! Amazing! I actually end up as a blacksmith in the Old West.
Marty McFly:
Pretty heavy, huh?
Doc:
[continuing with the letter]
"I have buried the DeLorean in the abandoned Delgado Mine, adjacent to the old Boot Hill Cemetery as shown on the enclosed map. Hopefully, it should remain undisturbed and preserved until you uncover it in 1955. Inside, you will find repair instructions. My 1955 counterpart..." - that's me - "... should have no problem repairing it so that you can drive it back to the future. Once you have returned to 1985, destroy the time machine." Destroy it?
Marty McFly:
Yeah, well, it's a long story, Doc.
Doc:
"Do not - I repeat, do not - attempt to come back here to get me. I am perfectly happy living in the fresh air and wide-open spaces, and I fear that unnecessary time travel only risks further disruption of the space/time continuum. And please take care of Einstein for me." Einstein?
Marty McFly:
He's your dog, Doc. Einstein. It's what you call your dog in 1985.
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