Back To The Future, Part III

Seamus: Aye. But something inside me told me I should be 'ere. I think my future had something to do with it.

Marty stares at Seamus for a second, then Chester speaks bringing Marty back to reality.

Chester: He'll come around in a minute.

Marty: C'mon, Doc, c'mon...wake up, now, buddy, c'mon.

Buford: (o.s) Are you in there, Eastwood?

Marty looks out the window. It's a few minutes to 8! Buford's early! Marty then spots him outside yelling into the Saloon.

Buford: It's eight o'clock, and I'm calling you out.

Marty yells through the closed window.

Marty: It's not 8 o'clock yet!

Buford: It is by my watch! Let's settle this once and for all, runt. Or ain't you got the guts?

Marty looks at the photo again. It now says "here Lies Clint Eastwood". Marty gulps.

Marty: Listen. I'm not really feeling up to this today. So I'm gonna have to forfeit!

Cut to outside.

Buford: Forfeit? Forfeit!

He turns to his gang, confused.

Buford: What's that mean?

Gang Member 1: Uh, it means that you win without a fight.

Buford: Without shooting'? Hey, he can't do that! (to Marty) You can't do that! You know what I think? I think you're a gutless yella turd. And I'm giving ya to the count of 10 to come out here and prove I'm wrong. 1!

Cut back to the saloon.

Marty: Doc!! C'mon, sober up, buddy, let's go.

Buford: (o.s) 2!

Old Timer 1: You better get out there son - I got $20 going betting on ya so you can't let me down.

Old Timer 2: I got $30 going betting against you so don't let me down.

Buford: (o.s) 3! 4!

Old Timer 3: You better face up to it son, because if you don't go out there...

Buford: (o.s) 5!

Marty: What? What if I don't go out there?

Eyepatch: You're a coward!

Buford: (o.s) 6!

Toothless: And you'll be branded a coward for the rest of your days!