Back to the Future Part III (1990)

Mary Steenburgen: Clara Clayton

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• Clara Clayton : I don't dance very well when my partner has a gun in his hand.

• Clara Clayton : Emmett, do you think we'll ever be able to travel to the moon like we travel across the country on trains?

  Doc : Definitely, although not for another eighty-four years and not on trains. We'll have space vehicles, capsules to sail off in rockets, devices that create giant explosions, explosions that are so powerful that they...

  Clara Clayton : [finishes Doc's sentence]  "They break the pull of the earth's gravity and send their projectile through outer space."

  [Doc stares at her in shock. Clara laughs] 

  Clara Clayton : Emmett, I read that book too. You're quoting Jules Verne, "From the Earth to the Moon".

  Doc : You've read Jules Verne?

  Clara Clayton : I *adore* Jules Verne.

  Doc : So do I. "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea", my absolute favorite. The first time I read that when I was a little boy I wanted to meet Captain Nemo and...

  Clara Clayton : [laughs]  Don't tease, Emmett. You couldn't have read that when you were a little boy, it was only first published ten years ago.

  Doc : Oh, yes, well... I meant it made me *feel* like a boy. I never met a woman who liked Jules Verne before.

  Clara Clayton : I never ever met a man like *you* before.

  [Doc and Clara kiss as a shooting star falls from the sky] 

• Barbed-Wire Salesman : I've never seen a man so broken up over a woman. What did he say her name was, Cara, Sara?

  Older Man on Train 2 : Clara.

  Barbed-Wire Salesman : Clara!

  Clara Clayton : [Clara's eyes light up and she spins around in her seat]  Excuse me.

  Barbed-Wire Salesman : Ma'am.

  Clara Clayton : But was this man tall, with great big brown puppy dog eyes and long silvery flowing hair?

  Barbed-Wire Salesman : You know him?

  Clara Clayton : [Clara lets out a happy sigh and spins back in her seat]  Emmett!

  [she reaches up and pulls on an emergency stop cord] 

• [Clara is crawling on the train car filled with wooden fire logs] 

  Marty McFly : [into walkie talkie]  You better hold on to somethin' Doc, the yellow log's about to blow!

  [a large explosion occurs, sending a wave of sparks at Clara, knocking her over] 

  Clara Clayton : [sits up]  Golly!

• [Clara has pulled the train's whistle, causing Doc to look back towards the cab] 

  Clara Clayton : [Waves]  Emmett!

  Doc : Clara!

  Clara Clayton : I love you!

  Marty McFly : [Into walkie talkie]  Doc! Doc, what's happening?

  Doc : [Into walkie talkie]  It's Clara, she's on the train!

  Marty McFly : [to himself]  Clara? Perfect.

  Doc : [Into walkie talkie]  She's in the cab; I'm gonna go back for her!

  Marty McFly : [Into walkie talkie]  The windmill! Doc! The windwill, we're goin' past fifty, you'll never make it!

  Doc : [Into walkie talkie]  Then we'll have to take her back with us, but keep calling out the speed!

• Doc : Clara! Climb out here to me!

  Clara Clayton : I don't know if i can!

  Doc : You can do it; just don't look down!

  [Clara looks down at the churning wheels and starts leaning out] 

  Doc : That's it!

  [Clara climbs over the cab and steps her high-heeled boots onto the train's thin, precarious ledge] 

  Marty McFly : [Into walkie talkie]  60 miles an hour, Doc!

• Doc : [Doc has just arrived in a time traveling train] 

  [to Marty] 

  Doc : Meet the family. Clara you know.

  Clara Clayton : Hi, Marty.

  Marty McFly : Ma'am!

  Doc : These are our boys: Jules, and Verne!

  [they walk out as Doc introduces them] 

  Doc : Boys, this is Marty and Jennifer.

  [they wave at them and Marty and Jennifer wave back] 

• Clara Clayton : What's wrong?

  Doc : I've come to say goodbye.

  Clara Clayton : Goodbye? Well, where are you going?

  Doc : I'm going away and, well, I'm afraid I'll never see you again.

  Clara Clayton : Emmett.

  Doc : Clara, I want you to know that I care about you deeply, but I realize that I don't belong here, and I have to go back to where I came from.

  Clara Clayton : And where might that be?

  Doc : I can't tell you.

  Clara Clayton : Well, then wherever you're going, take me with you.

  Doc : I can't, Clara. I wish it didn't have to be this way, but just believe me when I tell you that I'll never forget you and that I love you.

  Clara Clayton : I don't understand what you're trying to say.

  Doc : Clara, I don't think there's any way that you *can* understand it.

  Clara Clayton : Please, Emmett, please. I-I have to know. If-If you sincerely do love me, then tell me the truth.

  Doc : All right, then. I'm from the future. I came here in a time machine that I invented, and tomorrow I have to go back to the year 1985.

  Clara Clayton : Yes, Emmett. I do understand. I understand that, because you know I'm partial to the writings of Jules Verne, you concocted those mendacities in order to take advantage of me!

  [slapping him] 

  Clara Clayton : Oh, I've heard some whoppers in my day, but the fact that you'd expect me to entertain a notion like that is so insulting and degrading! All you had to say is "I don't love you and and I don't want to see you anymore". That, at least, would have been respectful!

  Doc : But that's not the truth.

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : I told you to watch your back, Smithy.

  Doc : Tannen. But you're early.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : It's a Derringer, Smithy. Small, but effective. Last time I used it, fella took two whole days to die. Bled to death inside. It was real, real painful. That means you'll be dead by about suppertime Monday.

  Clara Clayton : Excuse me. I don't know who you think you are, but we're dancing.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Well, looky what we have here. Ain't you gonna introduce me to the lady? I'd like a dance.

  Doc : I wouldn't give you the pleasure. You'll just have to go ahead and shoot.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : [putting his gun to Doc's throat]  All right.

  Clara Clayton : No, no. Emmett, I'll dance with him.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Boys, keep the blacksmith company while I get acquainted with the filly.

• [Clara is running over to Doc's barn] 

  Clara Clayton : Emmett!

  [Enters barn] 

  Clara Clayton : Emmett! Emmett!

  [She stops to catch her breath and looks down] 

  Clara Clayton : [Whispers]  Time machine...

  [Clara's slowly picks up the model time machine with her gloved hands and examines it]