...park...

...for a while?

Loraine: That's a great idea. I'd love to park.

Marty: Huh...

Loraine: Well, Marty, I'm almost eighteen-years-old...

...it's not like I've never parked before.

Marty: What...

Loraine: Marty, you seem so nervous, is something wrong?

Marty: No...

No...

Loraine, Loraine, what are you doing?

Loraine: I swiped it from the old lady's liquor cabinet.

Marty: Yeah well...

...you shouldn't drink.

Loraine: Why not?

Marty: Because, you...

...you might regret it...

...later in life.

Loraine: Marty, don't be such a square.

Everybody who's anybody drinks.

Marty: Jesus, you smoke too?

Loraine: Marty, you're beginning to sound just like my mother.

Marvin Barry: We're gonna take a little break but we'll be back in a while so...

...don't nobody go no where.

Loraine: Marty, why are you so nervous?

Marty: Loraine...

...have you ever...

...uh...

...been in a situation where you know you had to act a certain...

...way but when you got there, you didn't know if you could go through with it?

Loraine: Oh, you mean how you're supposed to act on a first date.

Marty: Ah well..

...sort of.

Loraine: I think I know exactly what you mean.

Marty: You do?

Loraine: You know what I do in those situations?

Marty: What?

Loraine: I don't worry.

This is all wrong.

I don't know what it is...

...but when I kiss you...

...it's like I'm kissing...

...my brother.

I guess that doesn't make any sense, does it?

Marty: Believe me...

...it makes perfect sense.

Lorraine: Who's coming...

Biff: You cost three-hundred bucks damage to my car, you son-of-a-bitch.

And I'm gonna take it out of your ass.

Hold him.

Loraine: Let him go, Biff, you're drunk!

Biff: Well look what we have here?

No, no...

...you're staying right here with me.

Loraine: Stop it!

Biff: C'mon, Loraine!

Loraine: Let me go!

Marty: Leave her alone, you bastard!

Biff: You guys, take him in back and I'll be right there.

C'mon.

Well go on, this ain't no peep show.

Skinhead: Let's put him in there.

3-D: Yeah.

Skinhead: That's for messing up my hair.

Starlighter: The hell you doing to my car?

3-D: Hey beat it, spook, this don't concern you.

Marvin Barry: Who are you calling spook, pecker-wood?

Skinhead: Hey, hey listen guys.

Look, I don't wanna mess with no reefer addicts, okay?

Marvin: Get home to your mom!

Marty: Hey!

Let me out of here!

Yo!

Marvin Barry: Lorenzo, where're your keys?

Marty: The keys are in the trunk.

Marvin Barry: Say that again.

Marty: I said the keys are in here.