⚡Back to the Future Ipsum

Silence, Earthling. My name is Darth Vader. I am an extraterrestrial from the planet Vulcan. If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything. Why don't you make like a tree and get out of here. This is it! This is the answer. It says here that a bolt of lightning is going to strike the clock tower at precisely 10:04 p.m. next Saturday night! If we could somehow harness this lightning, channel it into the flux capacitor, it just might work. The way I see it, if you're gonna build a time machine, why not do it with some style? Besides, the stainless steel construction makes the flux dispersal look outstanding.

What are you looking at, butthead? Say hi to your mum for me. I'm your density. I mean, your destiny. Roads? Where we're going, we don't need roads. Biff, you're forgetting one thing. What the hell is that? Your shoe's untied. This is heavy, Doc. Weight has nothing to do with it.

Hey, you, get your damn hands off her. Do you really think I ought to swear? Great Scott! The temporal displacement occurred at exactly 1:20 a.m. and zero seconds. Nobody calls me chicken, Needles, nobody. What are you looking at, butthead? Say hi to your mum for me. Think, McFly, think. I ain't gonna spend the rest of my life in jail because you were too stupid to understand a simple insurance scam.

This is it! This is the answer. It says here that a bolt of lightning is going to strike the clock tower at precisely 10:04 p.m. next Saturday night! If we could somehow harness this lightning, channel it into the flux capacitor, it just might work. Are you telling me that this sucker is nuclear? No, no, no, this sucker's electrical, but it requires a nuclear reaction to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electricity. Since when can weathermen predict the weather, let alone the future? Great Scott! The temporal displacement occurred at exactly 1:20 a.m. and zero seconds. This is heavy, Doc. Weight has nothing to do with it.