DOC and Marty listened in on the sirens. Then, Mart turned both Doc's saying. "I'd thought it wasn't gonna happen for the next two hours." "A miscalculation, I'm afraid." said the other Doc. "There's no time for that." said Marty's own Doc, "Marty, help me get these newspapers in the DeLorean and set the time circuits for July 6, 1957, 2:30 p.m. Destination Location: Liverpool, England." "Wait a minute, Doc." said Marty, "Docs. I've got more questions to ask. What happened to Einstein? Why isn't there another 'me' here?" "All your questions will be answered once we're back in 1957 Liverpool." said Doc, "Now get a move on." Marty did. After Doc loaded Mr. Fusion, he got in with Marty. Meanwhile, the other Doc opened the garage door to the lab. Already, there was a panic in the streets. "Good luck, you two." said the other Doc, "Good luck for earth's future." "Right." said Doc as he activated the cloaking device. The other Doc cleared a path and the DeLorean passed through it. Being cleared of the building, Doc activated the hover circuits and the car lifted off the ground. The last thing that the two time travelers heard from the other Doc was the words "Voya con Dios!" The time circuits were set and activated as a missile appeared out of nowhere. It was a Russian one bearing the hammer and sickle of the Soviet Union. They knew that there would only be a few minutes before the holocaust occured and a few minutes to kick the time machine up to 88 miles per hour. Steering the car away from the missile, Doc pushed his foot down hard on the accellerator and the car's speedometer was slowly climing up to 88 miles per hour. At the same time, the missile sped towards the earth. Marty looked at the speedometer 50-55-60-65-70-75-80-85. It was now only seconds before the missile impacted. Then, poof! There was a blinding flash of light. It was not the missile impacting, it was the time barrier. The DeLorean had crossed it in the nick of time as the missile exploded in a brilliant flash of glory.
Saturday, July 6, 1956
Liverpool, England
2:30 p.m.
When the light faded, Doc and Marty looked down to see the English seaport of Liverpool. Doc steered the DeLorean towards the Woolton parish church, and landed it on the rooftop. The two time travelers got out as Doc said. "Okay, Marty." said Doc, "Let's go find John Lennon and apologize to him." "Right, Doc." said Marty. "First, we pick up some of these newspapers and bring them in." said Doc as he pulled some of them out of the car and gave some of those to Marty, "Keep 'em hidden somewhere in your jacket, Marty." "Check, Doc." said Marty as he did. After finding a ladder to climb down, the two went into the parish hall. There, they ran into Lorraine. "Lorraine." said Marty. "Marty." said Lorraine, "Where have you been?" "Away." said Marty. "Marty." said Lorraine, "There's someone calling himself John-somebody or other looking for you." "John Lennon." said Marty. "You know him, Marty." said Lorraine. "Yeah." said Marty, "He's one of the Bea...Quarrymen. I've got to talk to him." "Marty." said Lorraine, "He looks upset. He said that you stole his act. Did you?" "Lorraine." explained Marty, "It was an accident. I was trying to avoid you and ran in here. And, somebody had mistaken me for one of the acts because I picked up a guitar and some sheet music. The next thing I did was to perform that music I had not knowing that it was John's." "A likely story." said a voice from behind. It was John Lennon's. He had his band with him packing to leave. "John." exclaimed Marty. But, John was mad at Marty. "So you're the son-of-a-bitch that stole the songs we were supposed to perform today." "Mr. Lennon." said Marty, "Let me explain. For one thing, I didn't know that the music I was playing was a part of your act." "That's a freakin' lie, asshole." said Lennon. He turned to Lorraine saying "You have a poor choice of boyfriends, missy." Marty's rememberings of John Lennon's marriages to first Cythia Powell and then Yoko Ono almost caused him to say "So do you!", but changed his mind. What was worse, John had just refered Marty has his one of his mother's "boyfriends". Doc saw that Marty was ready to haul off and hit the future Beatle so he pulled him aside. "Marty." he said, "Remember, you're hear to apologize to John Lennon and get him to perform on stage. Earth's future depends on Mr. Lennon doing that." "Right, Doc." said Marty. Turning to Lennon, he said "Mr. Lennon. There's gotta be some songs that you still have that I haven't performed." "I'll perform one right now." said Lennon, "Like giving you a fat lip." The rest of the Quarrymen interceded. "Now Johnny." said one of them, "Be good. There's a lady present." Johnny B Goode! said Marty to himself, That's it. "Mr. Lennon." he said, "I know a song you could perform." John turned to him asking "Like what?" "Well," said Marty, "it's an oldie. Well, it's an oldie where I come from. Let's go backstage and I'll teach it to you." At that, Marty took the Quarrymen backstage.
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The group unpacked their instruments and Marty picked up one of the guitars. "Okay." said Marty, "This is how I perform it." He strummed up his guitar and started performing:
"Way
down in Lousiana down in New Orleans,
Way back up the in the woods among the evergreens,
Stood
a log cabin made of earthen wood,
Lived
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Never
learned to read or write so well
Just
playing his guitar like he's ringin' a bell
Go!
Go, Johnny, go, go.
Go!
Go, Johnny, go, go.
Go
Johnny B. Goode.
His
momma told him 'Someday you will be a man.'
'You
will be the leader of a big old band
There'll
be people comin' from miles around
To
hear you play your music when the sun goes down.
Maybe
someday your name will be in lights
Sayin'
"Johnny B. Goode Tonight".'
Go
go, go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny go, go;
Go
Johnny go, go; Go Johnny go, go;
Go
Johnny B. Goode.
As the song was nearing it's end, the rest of the Quarrymen joined in, including John. When it was finished, it was John's turn. He performed marvelously. After he was done, he was smiling. "This is great stuff." he said, "Where did you learn this?" "Chuck Berry." said Marty. "I heard of him." said John, "Him and Elvis are me idols." "Well, there you are." said Marty. He, John and the Quarrymen then got on doing "Be-Bop-Alou" and that was done well. After that, Marty said "I think you're all ready." "I think I am." said John. Satisfied, Doc and Marty left. Finding room that had privacy, the two time travelers pulled out the newspapers they brought from the future. They looked at the headlines. Nothing! No change! "Something's wrong, Doc." said Marty. Doc agreed. They went back to the room where they were rehearsing. What they saw was the Quarrymen surrounding John Lennon who was on the floor. "Wake up, Johnny." said one of the Quarrymen, "We're on." "What the hell happened?" asked Marty. Another Quarryman said "John decided to have a little snort before going onstage." "What?" asked Marty. He was shown a bottle full of whiskey. "Great Scott!" gasped Doc, "That explains what has happened." Marty turned to Doc, he asked "Now what do we do?" "I've got a plan." said Doc. He turned to the Quarrymen, he said "If you gentlemen wait outside for about ten minutes, me and my friend will get John on his feet again." "And how's that?" asked another Quarryman. Doc shooed them out the door saying "Just trust us." After the last of them left. Doc turned to Marty saying "Help me get him to the DeLorean." "Why Doc?" said Marty, "We obviously can't go back to the future now after we saw what happened." "We're not going back to the future." said Doc, "We're going back to the Old West." "What's there, Doc?" asked Marty as he had one hold of John and Doc the other. "Marty." he said, "Do you remember that one sip of whiskey I had before we were supposed to go back to the future?" "Yes I do." said Marty, "The bartender concocted that wake-up juice for...We're going back there?" "Yep." said Doc as he and Marty carried John out the side door and to the ladder. "Stay here, Marty." said Doc, "I'll go up to the roof and bring the DeLorean down for you." "Right, Doc." said Marty. Doc climbed up the ladder. Moments passed before he felt a breeze. Then, a doorway formed out of thin air and Marty saw the inside of the DeLorean with Doc in the driver's seat. "Now get him in." said Doc. Marty did. After everything was situated, Doc set the time circuits for September 1, 1896 10:30 a.m.. "That's the day after I moved back to the future with my family." explained Doc. "I see." said Marty. "But I had to come back to dismantle the remote devices from the roof of my barn that I used for my lab." said Doc, "And that'll occur the next day. So hopefully, we'll be back well before my other self shows up." "You're the doc, Doc." said Marty. The car lifted off the ground and then accelerated up to 88 miles per hour crossing the time barrier again.
Tuesday, September 1, 1896
Hill Valley, California
10:30 a.m.
The next thing they saw was wilderness that surrounded the bustling town of Hill Valley. It was heading towards a barn. When the car was overhead, Doc pushed the remote on the dashboard and the roof opened. Setting the car down, Doc and Marty got out. Looking around, Marty saw that Doc was using it as a lab. But now, it almost looked like a bare room. Doc went a door and opened it. It was a closet. It contained clothes suitable for the era. "Marty." he said, "Change out of your clothes and put these on." Doc handed him a cowboy outfit akin to the one he wore when he was Clint Eastwood. Marty did as did Doc. "Doc." asked Marty, "About your other self in that other 1986." "What about him, Marty?" asked Doc. "How come I didn't have an other self." "There's a theory about this." said Doc, "Remember Marty, I spent eleven years in the 19th century. That other Doc didn't. He went to a future where the world was dead. Thereby, there was no Old Biff there to steal the Almanac and the time machine and set off the chain reaction of events that followed. So, in effect, I'm my other self's 'future' self. As for you Marty, except for that six month stay in 1941, you haven't spent more than a week in the past. It's not much of a theory there, but it's a working one." "What about Einstein?" asked Marty. Doc paused for a minute before saying "Dead from radiation poisoning when he and my other self took him to the future." "Sorry to hear that, Doc." said Marty. "That's alright, Marty." said Doc, "Once we're through with our mission, Einstein will live again as will Jennifer." "As will Clara, Jules and Verne." said Marty putting his hand on Doc's shoulder. "Of course." said Doc. After they changed into their 19th century clothes, Doc said "Help me get John out of the DeLorean." Marty did. After lying John down on a work bench, Doc told Marty "Now, let's go into town." "Right, Doc." said Marty. At that, they left the barn while John was left behind, sleeping it off.