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Remember how Marty wrote that note to Doc warning him about “the terrorists”?  Wait - was there even a note?  I mean, I kinda think I remember one, but man, why’d Marty write that note in the first place?  I for one can’t keep simple plot details straight in my frigging head, but luckily Gipe’s here to stop everything and remind us both of the note and Marty’s motivations in writing it, which is a relief!

Once again Marty thought of Doc Brown’s date with the terrorists and hoped that the letter he planted would help bring about a happier ending to his friend’s life.

Conveniently, right after Gipe reminds us of the note, Doc pats himself down, discovers that very note, and asks Marty what it is. 

“Just a note, from me to you.” Marty says, which is such a bad explanation that I actually kind of like it.  Like in the movie, Doc says “It’s about the future, isn’t it?” but instead of Marty yelling to Doc over the storm that his life depends on this note, he instead lies and says “No.  It’s just a thank-you note.  It’s kind of gushy.” and again: hilariously terrible.  Doc quite logically points out that people don’t write thank-you notes to be opened in thirty years, Marty now says Doc’s life depends on it, and Doc and tears up the note while screaming “I refuse to accept the responsibility!”

I mean, in the MOVIE Doc screams “I refuse to accept the responsibility!” while thunder rumbles and wind whips around them in these few minutes before the storm finally breaks.  But why have a dramatic confrontation in a storm when you can mutter your way through it?

“Well, I’m not going to accept the responsibility,” Brown muttered.

With that, he tore up the letter and tossed the pieces into the ashtray of his Packard.

SUCH GREAT DRAMA

SUCH GREAT CAR BRAND-NAME POSITIONING