If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything.

Let's see if you bastards can do 90.

"I don't know how they did it, but they found me..."

Marty McFly: There he is, Doc! Let's land on him, we'll cripple his car.
Doc: Marty, he's in a '46 Ford, we're in a DeLorean. He'd rip through us like we were tin foil.

"McFly, you bozo! Those things don't work on water!"

I foresee two possibilities. One, coming face to face with herself 30 years older would put her into shock and she'd simply pass out. Or two, the encounter could create a time paradox, the results of which could cause a chain reaction that would unravel the very fabric of the space time continuum, and destroy the entire universe! Granted, that's a worse case scenario. The destruction might in fact be very localized, limited to merely our own galaxy.

"Is this your ball? You want your ball?"

*throws on roof*

"GO GET IT."

Mr. Strickland: "You got a real attitude problem, McFly. You're a slacker. You remind me of your father when he went here. He was a slacker, too."
Marty: "Can I go now, Mr. Strickland?"
Mr. Strickland: "I noticed your band is on the roster for the dance auditions after school today. Why even bother, McFly? You don't have a chance. You're too much like your old man. No McFly ever amounted to anything in the history of Hill Valley!"



Doc: "The time-traveling is just too dangerous. Better that I devote myself to study the other great mystery of the universe: women!"

Mr. Strickland: [fires two rounds] Eat lead, slackers!

"Jesus, didn't that guy ever have hair?"

So that's where you get your Mod-style from.