MARTY looked the the design on the toilet roll in disbelief. "I don't believe it." he said. "It's true." said Mr. Brown, "The concept of the flux capacitor and time travel are my ideas." "But how?" asked Marty, "Why?" "It was my idea after my wife and Emmett's mother passed away." said Mr. Brown, "I wanted to go back in time to prevent the tragedy. So I spent hours designing certain things and I came up with the idea of the flux capacitor." He then turned to Emmett and said to Marty "And you say that my son will finish my dream years from now only to take credit for himself?" "I'm not saying that." said Marty, "I'm saying that...Well I'm now saying that your son found this toilet roll lodged under the sink and discovered your dream." Marty went onto say "It took thirty years and most of his family forture to realize that dream." Marty approached Mr. Brown and said "How come you didn't get around to building it yourself?" "Because", said Mr. Brown, "it was that I couldn't find the right parts." "That's because suitable parts wont exist until 1947." said Marty. "How do you know that?" said Mr. Brown. "Your son wrote me a letter one time", said Marty, "from 1885." "1885?" exclaimed Mr. Brown. "Yeah." said Marty, "You see, me and your son went back to 1955 to get a book from Billsif's son, Biff. When we got the book back, your son, that is your son from 1985 was in the car which was struck by lightening and sent him and the car back to 1885." Both father and son where stunned by Marty's words. Then Mr. Brown asked "What happened next?" "After your son arrived in 1885," said Marty, "he discovered that the bolt of lightening shorted out the time circuits and destroyed the flying circuits." "Flying circuits?" asked Mr. Brown. "Yeah." said Marty, "Your son had a hover conversion done to his car in the early 21st century." "Incredible." said Mr. Brown. "Anyway." said Marty, "Your son set himself up as a blacksmith in the Old West as a front while he repaired the time machine and found out that it was impossible because suitable replacement parts won't exist until 1947. So he hid the car in the old Delgado mine at the boot hill cementary for me to pick up in 1955." Marty went on telling father and son about why Marty had to go back to the Old West, his encounter with Billsif's grandfather, Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen and Doc's meeting his future bride Clara, about being forced to leave him behind because he had to rescue Clara from a certain fate, the fact that he had to stay there enabled him to marry Clara and raise two boys, making a time machine out of a train to go back to the future to get Einstein and tell Marty not to worry about him, and obtaining another DeLorean after Marty destroyed the first one when it was smashed up by a train. Marty showed Mr. Brown the picture of his son with Clara, the kids and Einstein, the man was taken aback. "Oh my God." he said turning to his son Emmett, "You look just like me. And look..." He paused to sit down as a tear came down his cheek. "...a daughter-in-law and two grandchildren." "Father." said Emmett, "Are you alright?" "I am." said Mr. Brown tearfully, "I can't believe that it would take one accident to inspire you to fulfill my dream years from now, that...What's this?" He turned to Marty and said "This photograph. How long was my son living in the 19th century?" "About ten years after I left him behind." said Marty. Mr. Brown did the math in his head. "He should be seventy by now." he said, "How come he looks 40 years younger?" "That's because when he intially went into the future, he spent a few months in an all natural overhaul clinic." he said, "They took out some wrinkles, did the hair, change the blood, and added a good 30 or 40 years of his life. They also replaced his spleen and colon." Mr. Brown looked at his son then turned back to Marty saying "Incredible." "It sure is." said Marty. "Marty." asked Emmett, "How did you get to know me?" "It started two years ago." said Marty, "In 1983, you showed up at my house and hired me to sweep out this garage of yours. You pay me 50 bucks a week, gave me free beer...and gave me total access to your record collection--you've got this great old record collection." "I gave you free beer?" exclaimed Emmett. "How old are you?" asked Mr. Brown. "17." said Marty. "And you were drinking beer at 15?" asked Mr. Brown. "What did they do?" asked Emmett, "Lowered the drinking age in the future?" "Not really." said Marty. Mr. Brown looked at his watch. "Oh my goodness." he said, "I'm late. And you'll be late for school." "What about me?" asked Marty, "I've gotta get back to the future." "After breakfast." said Mr. Brown, "Oh no, there's no time for that. Emmett, get changed." Emmett went out. Marty and Mr. Brown went to the kitchen. Mr. Brown looked at the picture of his son with Clara and the boys and told Marty "Emmett doesn't have any girlfriends in this era and he doesn't have many friends period. How about you?" "I have a girlfriend." said Marty, "Her name is Jennifer." Marty paused for a minute.Then he said "Jennifer! Oh geez, the Sadie Hawkins' dance. And I'm going to miss it because Jennifer's not going to be there." "Sadie who?" asked Mr. Brown. "Li'l Abner." said Marty, "That's right! That comic strip hasn't been created yet." "Why isn't this Jennifer not going to show up for this Saddie Hawkin's dance?" asked Mr. Brown." "Sadie." corrected Marty, "Sadie Hawkins." Then he went on to say "It's because she got grounded after getting detention. And it's all my fault." "Why?" asked Mr. Brown. "It's that machine that you designed and your son later built." said Marty, "Your son went into the future and saw that our kids were going to be in trouble and came back to 1985 to get me. Except Jennifer saw the time machine and Emmett had to do something. So I was allowed to bring her along. She started asking questions about our future and Emmett used something called a sleep-inducing Alpha Rythm generator. It was hoped that when we get home and she woke up, she would be convinced that it would only be a dream. Things went wrong when we got there. She was picked up by the police and taken to our future home in Hilldale." "Hilldale?" asked Mr. Brown. "Well it's farmland now." said Marty, "And it's a housing project in where I come from, but it's gonna be our future home in 2015. Anyway, Jennifer woke up in our future home, witnessed our kids, witnessed me as an old man, my folks. Then she ran into her future self and passed out. We got her back to 1985 and the next day when I went to her house to wake her she told me she had the worst nightmare. It was about our future. Then, I blew it." "Did you?" asked Mr. Brown. "Yeah." said Marty, "I drove Jennifer passed the Hilldale project and realized that it was our future home. That's when she realized that she wasn't having a dream. Weeks passed in which Jennifer became obsessed with the idea of travelling back in time to see her parents at their honeymoon in San Francisco. My telling her about an emergency trip to 1964 didn't help either." "Emergency trip?" asked Mr. Brown. "Long story." said Marty, "Just say that after your son said goodbye to me and Jennifer for the last time in 1985, the time train took him and his family back to the 19th century only to have the time circuits malfunctioned, one of the jars of poison that your son took from Mr. Hughes' office fell off the train and into Billsif's son Biff. Emmett came back to 1985 to pick me up and go back to 1964 to prevent a poisoning that wasn't suppose to take place originally." "What does that incedent have to do this Jennifer girl?" asked Mr. Brown. "The intended poisoning victim was my dad, George McFly." said Marty, "Doug McFly's son." At that, Mr. Brown stared at Marty in amazement. "Your Douglass McFly's grandson." he said, "I thought I noticed some resemblance of Doug McFly in you. No wonder why Billsif mistook you for him." "Anyway." said Marty, "My dad was working for the Hill Valley Telegraph as a reporter at the time and was in New York to cover the Beatles debut on the Ed Sullivan show in 1964..." "Beatles?" exclaimed Mr. Brown, "Ed Sullivan?" "That's right." said Marty, "You haven't heard of Ed Sullivan yet. And none of the Beatles have been born yet. Anyway, after we got the jar of poison, I got back to 1985, told Jennifer about my trip and the next thing I knew Jennifer wanted to go back in time to see her parents attend the Beatles concert during their honeymoon. She started acting goofy and it worried everyone. One night while she was supposed to babysit Jules and Verne she went back in time to 1966 and me and your son had to go back there and get her. Your son wanted to take her back to 1985, I wanted to stay with her and attend the concert. I knocked your son out with the same sleep inducer that your son used on her and sent him back to the future. I should of listened to your son. In addition to some trouble that would take me too long to explain Jennifer caught the sniffles and the next day sneezed on our principle and got detention and a grounding from her parents." "I know San Francisco is foggy but..." said Mr. Brown. "It's certain parts of San Francisco that's cold during the summer." said Marty, "Like Candlestick Park." "Candlestick what?" asked Mr. Brown. "Long story." said Marty, "Just say you don't want to go there ever without bundling up." Emmett finally came in all ready for school. Mr. Brown turned to him and asked "You've got one of the poisons?" "Yes sir." he said. "It'll take two drops." said Marty, "And I'll be on my way back to the future." "I'm going to miss you, Marty." said Emmett, "The next time I see you will be 17 years from now. You did say 1955." "Yes I did." said Marty as the three headed out the door. As the door opened, there stood a group of men in hats and suits.