Next morning Marty and Doc are sleeping. Marty is in the chair with his feet on the hoverboard, and he's put Doc on the couch. Doc's letter from 1885 is near the fireplace, drying. The TV has been on all night, and now programmes are just about to start as a show appears.

TV Announcer: (v.o) Hey kids, what time is it?

TV Kids: Howdy Doody time! (singing) It's Howdy Doody time, it's Howdy Doody time..

Doc gets up and clutches his head.

Doc: Great Scott! Ooh...Howdy Doody time?

Doc gets his tape recorder and starts speaking into it.

Doc: Date, Sunday, November 13th 1955 7.01am. Last night's time travel experiment was apparently a complete success. Lightning struck the clock tower at precisely 10.04pm sending the necessary 1.21 gigawatts into the time vehicle, which vanished in a brilliant flash of light leaving a pair of fire trails behind. I therefore assumed that Marty and the time vehicle were transported forward through time into the year 1985. After that...after that...I can't recall what happened. I don't even remember how I got home! Perhaps the gigawatt discharge coupled with the temporal displacement field generated by the time vehicle caused a disruption of my own brain waves resulting in a condition of temporary amnesia. Indeed I now recall the moments after the time vehicle disappeared ... into the future ... I saw a vision of Marty saying, "I've come back from the future."

During the next line, Marty awakens and gets up. Doc doesn't see him.

Doc: Undoubtedly this was some sort of -

Marty: Hey Doc. Doc.

Marty grins at Doc. Doc turns around, sees Marty and screams.

Doc: Argh! Argh! Argh!

Doc steps backwards from Marty, but the hoverboard is there. Doc trips over it and falls backwards onto his piano. His elbow lands on some keys which cause a sinister sounding chord to play.