Doc: Uhhh....

Doc smiles a bit.

Jennifer: Yeah, was it a big wedding? (to Marty) Marty, we'll be able to see our wedding!

Marty: Wow.

Jennifer: I'll be able to see my wedding dress.

Marty: Wow.

Jennifer: I wonder where we live, I bet its a big house, with lots of kids. How many kids.....

Doc gets out a gadget and shines it on Jennifer. She falls back, unconscious.

Marty: Doc, what the hell are you doing?

Doc: Relax Marty, it's a sleep-induced alpha-rhythm generator. She was asking too many questions and no-one should know too much about their future.

Marty feels Jennifer's face.

Marty: Then what did you bring her for?

Doc: I had to do something! She saw the time machine, I couldn't just leave her there with that information. Don't worry, she's not essential to my plan.

Marty: You're the Doc, Doc.

Doc: Here's our exit.

The DeLorean leaves the skyway. Sign in the background says "Phoenix : Boston : London" and underneath "Local traffic: Hill Valley exit next right." After leaving the skyway it passes a floating sign, "Welcome to Hill Valley. Mayor Goldie Wilson II. A nice place to live. Please fly carefully." The DeLorean descends down into Hill Valley. Cut to an alleyway, where the DeLorean lands. Laser discs and a "Fusion Industries" generator are in the background. Doc opens the DeLorean doors.

Doc: First you gotta get out and change clothes.

Marty: Right now? It's pouring rain.

Doc looks at his watch.

Doc: Wait five more seconds.

The rain stops in exactly five seconds.

Doc: Right on the tick. Amazing. Absolutely amazing. Too bad the post office isn't as efficient as the weather service.