Back to the Future Meets Lovejoy

[Race's Girl]

(East Anglia, Saturday 3rd August 1991. Lovejoy opens the garage and inside is a 1925 Cadillac he and Eric admired earlier. Lovejoy walks up to it and looks inside. He slaps the door of the car. Jane, Marty, Jennifer and Eric walk up behind him)

Jane: How about a ride, Mister?

Lovejoy: (walks over to them) Janey, oh are you a sight for sore eyes. Let me look at you.

Jennifer: Jane, is this the Lovejoy you're always talking about?

Jane: Yes, Jennifer.

Eric: Not gonna introduce me, Red?

Jane: Where are my manners? Marty, Jennifer, this is Lovejoy's junior partner Eric Catchpole. Eric, this is my cousin Marty McFly and his girlfriend Jennifer Parker.

Marty and Jennifer: Hi.

Eric: You OK, is everything all right?

(Lovejoy looks at the front door of the house where Tinker is smiling and washing up and watches them. Then he turns back to washing up)

Jane: Oh yes, everything is great.

(Lovejoy leans in to kiss Jane when three sonic booms are heard. They, along with Eric, Marty and Jennifer, look up and the DeLorean comes flying up the driveway. It knocks over a few trash cans in the process. Doc gets out of the car wearing futuristic clothing)

Doc: Marty, you gotta come back with me!

Marty: Where?

Doc: Back to the future.

(Doc goes over to the trash can, and picks out some trash)

Marty: Wait a minute, what are you doing, Doc?

Doc: (dumping the trash into Mr Fusion) I need fuel. Go ahead, quick, get in the car.

Marty: No, no, no, Doc, me and Jennifer are on vacation in East Anglia and we're gonna go up the lake to see Jessica Island.

Doc: Well, bring Jennifer and the others along. This concerns them.

Eric: (murmuring) This bloke reminds me of Tink.

Doc: I heard that.

Marty: Wait a minute, Doc. What are you talking about? What happens to us in the future? What do we become buttheads or something?

Doc: No, no, no, no, no, Marty, both you and Jennifer turn out fine. It's Lovejoy and his team, Marty, something has got to be done about them!

Lovejoy: How do you know about us?

Doc: Marty said he had a British cousin called Jane and she was friends with a man called Lovejoy.

(Inside the DeLorean, Eric, Jane and Lovejoy are in the backseat, Marty and Jennifer are seated in the passenger seat while Doc is driving)

Marty: Hey, Doc, we better back up, we don't have enough roads to get up to 88.

Doc: Roads? Where we're going, we don't need roads. (Pulls down his glasses)

(Outside Lovejoy's cottage, Tinker comes out the door)

Tinker: Oh Eric, Marty, I must show you boys these... (he sees the DeLorean begin to fly off) A flying DeLorean?

(The DeLorean flies off down the street, turns around, and heads towards the camera before disappearing into the future, leaving trails of fire behind in the sky)
Tinker: Lovejoy, we are going to have to talk about this when you get back.

[Race's Girl]

(East Anglia, Saturday 6th August 2011)

(Three sonic booms are heard and then the DeLorean arrives in the future right in the middle of a skyway. Marty, Jennifer, Lovejoy, Jane and Eric all scream as the DeLorean almost collides with a Taxi)

Eric: What the hell was that?

Doc: Taxi-cab.

Lovejoy: What do you mean, a taxi cab? I thought we were flying.

Doc: We are.

Jane: Alright Doc, what's going on, huh? Where are we? When are we?

(Doc lifts up his glasses and looks at the time display)

Doc: We are descending towards East Anglia at 4.29pm on Saturday August 6th 2011.

Jennifer: 2011? You mean we're in the future?

Eric: What do you mean?

Jane: How can we be in the future?

Marty: Eric, Jane, I don't know how to tell you this but...you're in a time machine.

Lovejoy: And this is the year 2011?

Doc: August 6th 2011.

Jennifer: God, so like you weren't kidding! Marty, we can actually see our futures!

Lovejoy: You're the Doc, Doc.

Doc: Here's our exit.

(The DeLorean exits the skyway. A sign in the background says “Phoenix : Boston : London" and underneath "Local traffic: East Anglia exit next right.” After leaving the skyway, it passes a floating sign, “Welcome to East Amglia. Mayor Goldie Wilson II. A nice place to live. Please fly carefully.” The DeLorean descends down into East Anglia. The DeLorean lands in tha alleyway. Laser discs and a “Fusion Industries” generator are in the background. Doc opens the DeLorean doors.)

Doc: First you gotta get out and change clothes.

Marty: Right now? It's pouring rain.

Doc: (looks at his watch) Wait five more seconds. (Exactly five seconds later, the rain stops) Right on the tick. Amazing. Absolutely amazing. Too bad the post office isn't as efficient as the weather service. (Marty and Doc get out of the car)

Marty: You look great, Doc. (looks around and mutters to himself) The future...unbelievable...(to Doc) I gotta check this out, Doc.

Doc: All in good time, Marty, we're on a tight schedule here.

Lovejoy: Tell me about our future. I mean, I know Lovejoy Antiques makes it big but what do? I marry Jane or something?

Jane: Please, Lovejoy, no-one should know too much about their own destiny.

Eric: Right, right...Lovejoy is rich though?

(Doc gets a bag out of the DeLorean)

Doc: Marty, please, take off your shirt. (Marty does so) Put on the jacket and shoes. (Goes into the car and gets out a pair of futuristic binoculars) We've got a mission to accomplish! (Runs to the end of the alleyway and uses this gadget. Cut to a street. Doc looks at a woman walking down it, then Ricky Catchpole walks past her. Doc uses the gadget to watch Ricky who looks almost like his father aged 17 (ie 1977 Eric) walk into a futuristic 'phone box) Precisely on schedule.

(Cut back to Marty)

(Marty gets the shoes out of the bag and puts the right one on. It automatically laces itself up)

Marty: Power laces, all right! (Puts on the left shoe and it does the same thing. He then gets the jacket out of the bag and puts it on, but it’s too big. Doc comes running back towards Marty) This thing doesn't fit.

(Doc presses a button. The jacket modifies so it fits Marty)

Jacket: (v.o) Size adjusting, fits.

Doc: Pull out your pants pockets. All kids in the future wear their pants inside out. (Marty does so. Doc goes back into the bag and pulls out a cap.) Put this on. (He puts it on Marty's head.) Perfect, you're the spitting image of Eric's future son.

Eric and Marty: What??

Marty: So what's the deal?

Doc: In exactly 2 minutes, you go round the corner into the Café 80's.

Marty: Cafe 80's?

Doc: One of those nostalgia places but not done very well. Go in and order a Pepsi. Here's a 50. And wait for a guy named Leo Gimbert.

Marty: Right, Leo Gimbert.

Lovejoy, Jane and Eric: Oh no.

Doc: Leo's going to ask you about tonight. Are you in or out? Tell him you are out! Whatever he says, whatever happens, say no, you're not interested.

Marty: OK.

Doc: Then leave, come back here and wait for me. Don't talk to anyone, don't touch anything, don't do anything, don't interact with anyone and try not to look at anything.

Marty: I don't get it, I thought you said this had something to do with Lovejoy and the gang?

Doc: (gets out a newspaper and shows it to Eric) Look what happens to your son!

(Doc gives Eric the paper - The Sun East Anglia Edition. The headline reads Youth Jailed For Attempted Robbery)

Eric: My son? (Looks at the picture) God, he looks just like me. (reading from the paper) “Within two hours of his arrest, Eric Catchpole Junior was tried, convicted and sentenced to five years in the State Penitentiary.” (to Doc) Within two hours?

Doc: The justice system works swiftly in the future, now that they've abolished all lawyers.

Jennifer: This is heavy.

Doc: Oh, it gets worse! Next week, Ricky's girlfriend Tina Jones attempts to break him out of jail and she gets set up for 20 years!

Eric: Jake Jones's daughter? Wait a minute, Jake Jones has a daughter?

Doc: You see, this one event starts a chain reaction which completely destroys your entire family.

(Eric looks at the paper again)

Eric: Hey Doc, this date...wait, this is tomorrow's newspaper!

Doc: Precisely! I already went further ahead into time to see what else happens. I backtracked everything to this one event, that's why we're here today to prevent this incident from ever happening. (His watch beeps) Damn, I'm late!

Marty: Wait a minute, where are you going now?

Doc: To intercept the real Ricky Catchpole, you're taking his place. Round the corner at the Café 80's, guy named Leo Gimbert, just say no! Marty, be careful around that Leo character (Puts his finger up to his head and makes a "he's loopy" sign as he says this) He's got a few short circuits in his bionic implants.

[Dude111]

Quite interesting........ I must have mi$$ed this version!

[Race's Girl]

Originally Posted by Dude111

Quite interesting........ I must have mi$$ed this version!

This is one I made up, mate

[Race's Girl]

(Courthouse Square. Marty walks out of the alley and looks around)

Marty: The future.

(The Courthouse is still there, only now it’s the Courthouse Mall. The clock in the Clock Tower still says 10:04. Marty looks around and sees that the road has a "No Landing" painted on it. There are cars flying all around and Marty can see the skyway from where he stands. Looking up at the Courthouse, he sees that instead of a car park, the central area of the Square now has a nice pond and tropical plants. Marty turns to look behind him and we see that the Texaco station has also changed. It’s now 2 levels. One for hover-converted cars, and one for ground cars)

Voice: Welcome to Texaco. You can trust your car with the system with the star. Checking oil, checking landing gear...

(Marty looks over and sees that the movie theater is now a Holomax and Jaws 17 is showing. Marty looks the other way and a holographic shark comes out of the Holomax sign creeping towards him. It's just about to 'eat' him when Marty turns around and sees it. Marty covers his head and ducks a bit)

Marty: Holy crap!!!

(The shark then disappears. Marty straightens up and sees people giving him some strange looks)

Marty: (to himself) Shark still looks fake.

(A holo-billboard in the background "starts")

Goldie Wilson III: Hi friends, Goldie Wilson III here for Wilson's hover-conversion systems.. You know, when John Major was Prime Minister, he had to worry about traffic problems. But now, you don't have to worry about traffic! I'll hover-convert your old road car into a skyway flyer. For only £39,999.95. So come on down and see me, Goldie Wilson III, at any one of our 29 convenient locations. Remember, keep 'em flying.

(Blast from the Past which is where Lovejoy Antiques was. Marty walks over to the Antique store and looks in the window. Inside are ‘Grey’s Sports Almanac 1950-2000, a JAWS Nintendo game, a Roger Rabbit doll, a lava lamp, a Dustbuster, a walkman, Animal House & Dragnet videos and Marty’s shirt and jacket from Part I)

(Café 80’s. Marty walks in and we see that this is where Lou’s Café was in 1955. Beat It by Michael Jackson is playing in the background. The layout of the café is still basically the same as it was in 1955. Behind the counter are several TV's playing shows of the 1980s such as Family Ties, Dallas, Cheers, The Smurfs and Taxi. Eric, now a middle aged man, is seen in the background. Neither he nor Marty see each other. The café is decorated with various 80’s style decorations. Two people are riding on exercise bikes. Instead of waiters, there are video waiters. One of them, who looks like Michael Jackson, is talking to a women who is sitting at the counter)

"Michael Jackson": …it's got a hot salsa, avocados, some natural mixture with your choice of beans, chicken, b..b..beef or pork.....

(Marty stands in the doorway looking a little confused)

Customer: Waiter? (A video waiter comes up to him) Waiter?

(Suddenly another video waiter, who looks like Madonna, comes up to Marty)

"Madonna": Welcome to the Café 80's, where it's always morning in America, even in the aftern..n..noon. Our special today is mesquite-grilled sushi, Cajun style…

(The screen is "interrupted" by another video waiter on the same video. This one looks like Homer Simpson)

"Homer Simpson": You must try the hot Satan special!

(The two waiters begin arguing amongst themselves)

Marty: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! (The video waiters shut up) All I want is a Pepsi.

(A Pepsi in a futuristic bottle appears out of the counter. Marty picks it up and looks at it)

Charlie: Excuse me! (Marty turns to Charlie) Yeah, I seen you around. You're Eric Catchpole's son, aren't you?

Marty: Mr Gimbert?

Charlie: You're Ricky! Tough break kid, must be rough being named after a complete butthead.

Marty: What's that supposed to mean?

Charlie: Hello, hello, anybody home? Huh? (Taps Marty on the head with his cane) Think, Ricky, think. Your father is still a loser.

Marty: What?

Charlie: That's right. Loser with a capital L.

Marty: Look, I happen to know that George McFly is not a loser.

Charlie: No, I'm not talking about Peter Catchpole. I'm talking about his son. (In the background, a car lands outside the Cafe) Your father Eric Catchpole, the man who took his life and flushed it completely down the toilet.

Marty: I did? (covering) Uh, I mean, I mean he did?

(The cafe doors open and Leo enters. Leo is Charlie's grandson and he's even meaner than Charlie was in 1986. Leo is wearing tough-guy clothes and a grey metallic hat)

Leo: Oi Grandad, I told you 2 coats of wax on my car, not just 1.

Charlie: (gets up) Hey, hey, I just put the 2nd coat on last week.

Leo: Yeah, with your eyes closed?

Marty: Are you two related?

Charlie: Hello, hello, anybody home? (Marty tries to avoid Charlie's cane) What'd you think, Leo just calls me grandpa for his health?

Marty: (worried) He's Leo?

Leo: Grandad, what the hell am I paying you for?

Charlie: One last thing, Ricky, say hello to your mother for me.

(Leo pulls Charlie out of the café)

Leo: Get out of there, Grandad!

Charlie: (o.s) Hey, take it easy!

(Leo comes back in)

Leo: Oi Ricky, don't go anywhere, you're next!

(Leo leaves. Marty looks around the Cafe again and sees Wild Gunman, a video game. Two boys are next to it)

Boy 1: Look, a video game! I got it working.

Boy 2: My dad told me about these.

Marty: It's Wild Gunman. (walks over to the game)

Boy 1: How do you play this thing?

Marty: Let me show you, kid. (takes his hat off and throws it on top of the game) I'm a crack shot at this.

(Marty fires at the game and sure enough, he's a crack shot. The words "Crack Shot" appear on the screen)

Boy 1: (surprised) You mean you have to use your hands?

Boy 2: That's like a baby's toy!

(They leave)

Marty: (puzzled) Baby's toy?

(Unseen by Marty, Ricky walks along the sidewalk to the Cafe and can be seen from the window. He walks past Leo's car which Charlie is cleaning and Leo notices him. Leo walks towards the door. Ricky enters)

Ricky: Pepsi perfect.

Marty: Damn!

Ricky: Pespi.

(Marty hides behind the counter. Leo enters the Cafe. This time, he's accompanied by his gang of 3 - Data, who has face paints on, Spike, the female and Whitey)

Leo: Oi Ricky, I thought I told you to stay in here.

Ricky: Leo, guys. (His auto-fit on his jacket is broken so he pushes his jacket up his arm) How's it going?

Leo: Ricky!

Ricky: Yeah?

(During the following, we see Marty crawling behind the counter)

Leo: Ricky!

Ricky: What?

Leo: Your shoes' unbelted. (Ricky looks. Leo pushes him and the gang laugh. Leo then pulls Ricky up.) So Ricky, have you made a decision about tonight's opportunity?

Ricky: Um, yeah, Leo, you know, I was thinking about it and I'm not sure it's a good idea because I just think it might just be a little bit dangerous.

(Spike feels Ricky's face with her finger. Ricky groans a bit)

Spike: What's wrong, Ricky? You got no guts? (Moves her hand so it digs into Ricky's gut)

Leo: Ooh!

(He falls on the counter and Leo's gang laugh. Marty is visible in this shot although no-one sees him)

Marty: (horrified) He's a complete bitch.

(Ricky gets up)

Leo: So what's it going to be, Ricky, are you in or out?

Ricky: Um, I just, um, I'm not sure that I should, you know 'cause I think that I should discuss this with my dad.

Leo/Data/Whitey/Spike: Your dad?

Leo: Wrong answer, Ricky. (throws Ricky over the counter)

Ricky: OK, Leo, I'll do it, I'll do it, mate, whatever you say.

(Ricky falls unconscious. Marty looks at him)

Marty: Stay down and shut up!

(Leo is being watched by everyone in the Cafe. He turns to the two cyclists, who have stopped)

Leo: Keep pedalling, you two! (Marty grabs Ricky's hat and puts it on. He then stands up and hops over the counter. Leo looks a bit surprised) Now let's hear the right answer. (Marty pushes Leo) Well! Since when did you become the physical type?

Marty: (in Ricky's Essex accent) The answer's no, Leo.

Leo: (disbelief) No?

Marty: (still using Ricky's accent) Yeah, what are you, deaf and stupid? I said no! (prepares to leave)

Leo: Wat's wrong, Leo, chicken?

(Data plays a chicken sound effect. Marty freezes and turns around to face Leo)

Mary: (still doing Ricky's accent) What'd you call me, Leo?

Leo: Chicken, Bargepole.

(The sound effects of a chicken play again)

Marty: (still doing Ricky's accent) First off, it's Catchpole and second, nobody calls me....(sees Leo's bat.) …chicken. (smiles faintly, a sort of "oops" smile)

(Leo gets his baseball bat and charges for Marty)

Leo: Argh!

(Leo misses Marty but hits the "Ronald Reagan" video waiter. Cut to behind Leo. We see him grow a bit taller - due to his bionic implants probably. We see Marty looking up to him as he grows)

Leo: All right, punk!

Marty: Hey look!

(Leo looks. Marty tries to punch him but Leo catches Marty's fist and smiles evilly at him. Marty then kicks Leo and he lets go. Marty then pushes him into his gang and they all fall to the floor)

(Outside. Marty leaves the Cafe passing Charlie cleaning Leo's car. Looking at the square, he sees two girls on scooters. Marty runs over to them)

Marty: (back in his California accent) Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! (pause) Hey, hey, hey, hey! Stop, little girl, little girl, stop. (lifts lifts the girl off her scooter)

Girl 1: Oi!

Marty: (breaks off the handlebars) Look, I need to borrow your...hoverboard?

(Leo's gang run out of the café)

Data: Where is he?

(Marty hands the handlebars back to the little girl)

Marty: Here.

Whitey: There! (points)

(Marty puts the hoverboard down and of course, it hovers. He looks at it and then jumps on hovering past the Café 80's)

Whitey: He's got a hoverboard!

Data: Get the boards!

Spike: Get that Essex boy!

(Marty is almost getting the hang of the hoverboard - until he almost bumps into some people and rocks)

Marty: Argh! (falls off the hoverboard)

Data: Get him!

(The gang gets on their hoverboards. Marty gets up and sees them coming after him. He gets back on his hoverboard and hovers off once more)

Spike: Yeah, we got him!

(A Jeep lands in the street. Just as it lands Marty grabs the back of the truck. Whitey tries to grab Marty but misses. Cut to Charlie watching the events)

Charlie: There's something very familiar about all this.

(Leo leaves the Café fuming. Cut to Marty. He grabs a rope from the back of the truck and trails behind as if he's water-skiing. Leo walks to his car with his bat. The truck turns the corner by the Café 80's and Marty nearly hovers into the crowd. Leo tries to hit Marty with his bat but misses and breaks the headlight on his car)

Marty: Woah! (looks out into the street and sees an oncoming car) Argh! (just misses the car. He hovers over the pond. With a few "jumps", he makes it almost the whole way across. He's about a metre away from the other side)

Data: Oi, Catchpole, you Essex dipstick! Those boards don't work on water.

Whitey: Unless you've got power!

(The gang laugh. Leo turns to his car. He gets a box out of it. The gang all walk down the street and stop. Leo presses a button on the box and a Pit Bull hoverboard pops out. This board works on jet power)

Leo: Hook on! (The gang connect their hoverboards to Leo's. Marty is trying to move, he's pushing his foot in the water as if trying to start a skateboard) Batter up!

(The board blasts off. Leo and his gang are on the way! Marty tries pushing the board again but it doesn't work. Leo is getting closer. Then, just as Leo would have got Marty, Marty jumps off the board and lands in the water. Leo's board catches on a rock and Leo and his gang all fall off. They fly through the air and smash through the front window of Courthouse Mall. Marty resurfaces)

Marty: Holy crap! (grabs the hoverboard and gets out of the water. Cut to Charlie)

Charlie: Buttheads.

(Marty comes out of the underground entrance of Courthouse Mall and sees the police outside the Mall. A crowd has also gathered. A button flashes on Marty's jacket and he presses it)

Jacket: (v.o) Drying mode on. Jacket drying. (beep) Your jacket is now dry.

(Marty walks over to the girls he borrowed the hoverboard from)

Marty: Hey, kid, little girl, thanks.

Girl 1: Keep it, I've got a Pit Bull now.

Girl 2: Come on.

(They walk off to see what's going on at the Mall. They have Leo's Pit Bull. Where Goldie Wilson III's advert was earlier, a "Sportsflash" holo-announcement starts. It says that the Chicago Cubs beat the Miami Gators in the World Series)

Marty: Wait a minute...Cubs win World Series...against Miami?

(Later at Blast from the Past, the saleswoman takes the almanac from the window and gives it to Marty)

Saleswoman: Now, this has an interesting feature, a dust jacket. Books used to have these to protect the covers, of course that was before they had dust repellent paper. And if you're interested in dust, we have a quaint little piece from the 1980's, it's called a Dustbuster.

(Outside. Marty looks at his purchase. Doc and the others arrive in the DeLorean hovering next to the shop)

Lovejoy: It's not here anymore.

Jane: Excuse me?

Eric: Lovejoy Antiques. (to Lovejoy) Lovejoy, the store's gone.

Doc: Marty!

Marty: I can't lose!

Jennifer: Marty, up here.

(Marty turns and sees the others)

Marty: Doc, what's going on?

Doc: Stand by, I'll park over there.

(Charlie leaves the Cafe 80s)

Marty: Yeah, all right. Hey, right on time.

Charlie: Flying DeLorean? I haven't seen one of those in (realizes) 20 years.

(Ricky leaves the Cafe - it appears he's regained consciousness. He bumps into Charlie)

Ricky: Sorry, Mr Gimbert. (Goes out into the road and a car almost hits him. It beeps its horn at him) Oi, I'm walking here, I'm walking here!

(Charlie looks at Ricky, then turns to Marty and Doc at the DeLorean - of course both Marty and Ricky look alike)

Charlie: What the hell?

Ricky: Watch it, mate.

Charlie: Two of them?

(Cut to the Courthouse. Leo and his gang are led away by the cops. Doc looks at them through his futuristic binoculars)

Spike: Get off, go on!

Leo: I was framed!

[Dude111]

Originally Posted by Race's Girl

This is one I made up, mate

Yes I know,i was being silly about it

[Race's Girl]

(Lovejoy Antiques Inc, the place is right where that chip shop from the episode the Ring used to be. The doors swing open as the gang casually walk in and Lovejoy, Jane, Marty, Eric, Jennifer and Doc all eye the place for a second)

Lovejoy: Okay, we're here for a look around and that's all. No fights this time, this means you, Eric.

(Everyone glances at Eric)

Eric: Sodding hell, Lovejoy, can't a bloke make a mistake? (hears voices as the gang splits up)

Man's voice #1: Are we all here? Alright, let's get this meeting underway.

Woman's voice: Don't tell me that Gimbert's trying to take his business back.

Man's voice #2: That bloke's a total butthead.

(All three figures laugh)

Computerised voice: Lovejoy, you have visitors.

Older Lovejoy: Thanks for telling me, TINKER.

Eric: (as the gang spy their older selves) We gotta go NOW!

Without a single word said, both Erics bump into each other.

Older Eric: Lovejoy, I'm young.

1990s Eric: Lovejoy, I'm old.

Older Lovejoy: Huh? Whoa - They're - Us? No way! He's got a gun. (sees 190s Lovejoy with a gun)

1990s Lovejoy: We don't want to fight you. (puts the gun away)

Older Lovejoy: Well, then you shouldn't have pointed a gun at us.

Older Eric: Talk. Who sent you? Charlie Gimbert?

1990s Eric: Get off of me, you butthead! Bugger!

Older Lovejoy: I'm trying to tell you! I'm not trying to shoot you.

TINKER: (Lovejoy's computer system, not the old barker) Your younger self is right, Lovejoy. That's why we brought you here, Charlie Gimbert's causing trouble in our time and yours too.

Older Lady Jane: And you, the one that looks like Catherine Tate, why do you sound so weird?

1990s Lady Jane: Me sound weird? Heard yourself lately?

1990s Lovejoy: (coming between both Janes) Hey, hey, hey, hey! Come on, ladies! Take it easy.

Marty: Doc, what the hell's going on?

All is silent as they glare at each other seeing who would pull the trigger first.

Doc: If my calculations are correct, we must have caused Lovejoy, Eric and Lady Jane to meet themselves in the 21st Century.

Older Lovejoy: Hello, 1990s Dr Brown. We need to talk.

(Doc's smile fades away)

Doc: (looking around) We need a more private place to converse.

Older Lady Jane kisses Older Lovejoy as Marty and both Erics look on.

Jennifer: Trust me, Marty, that older Lady Jane looks like Miss O' Hara.

Doc pulls his sonic screwdriver near 1990s Eric's ear but it misses.

Doc: So you wanted to talk?

Older Lovejoy: (crosses his arms) Looks like you want to do more then that. But enlighten me, how did you do it?

Doc: Do what?

Older Lovejoy: Go to 2011 with (points to Marty and Jennifer)....them.

At that, Older Eric's gun goes off. 1990s Eric quickly moves his head to the right, grabs Older Eric's wrist and trips him. Older Eric falls against the ground hard. He looks up to see a gun being pointed at his face. 1990s Eric smirks. The sounds of guns something sweep into Doc's ear.

Older Lady Jane: (helps Older Eric up) Are you alright, Eric?

Older Eric: I'm okay, Mrs Lovejoy, thanks.

1990s Lady Jane and 1990s Eric: Mrs Lovejoy?

Marty: I've heard of those guys, Eric's extremely deadly with a blade, Lady Jane's a master markswoman and Lovejoy's the leader.

TINKER: Excusez moi, young man, I believe that you left my predecessor out.

Marty: Oh yeah and Tinker's the group's genius.

Older Lady Jane: Pleased to meet you.

Older Eric: You won't be for long. (spots older Charlie Gimbert who enters the store)

Older Charlie: (looking for Older Lovejoy) Where the hell's that Potsie Lovejoy?!

Older Lady Jane: Charlie, Lovejoy's not a Potsie whatever that means. (stands perfectly still, then turns and walks to a bar counter and put her hand on it)

1990s Lady Jane: Wait a minute, this seems to strange.

1990s Eric: You said it, Lady Jane.

(1990s Lady Jane sighs and turns her head towards Jennifer. All is silent. Suddenly, Older Lady Jane pulls out a pistol form a drawer and points it at Older Charlie)

Older Lady Jane: (screaming) YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND!

Doc: GREAT SCOTT! (runs out of Lovejoy Antiques Inc soon to be chased by Older Charlie)

Marty: Let's go.

1990s Lovejoy: Let's go, let's go, let's go!

(1990s Eric, 1990s Lovejoy, 1990s Lady Jane, Marty and Jennifer follow Doc out of Lovejoy Antiques Inc. Dissolve to later as the smoke clears, the gang slowly get up and look around. There, standing behind them and breathing hard, is Doc)

Marty: Oh my God, Doc, we gotta go back.

(Doc gets wide-eyed before they all get into the DeLorean, setting the co ordinates to East Anglia, Saturday 3rd August 1991 and flying off. East Anglia, Saturday 3rd August 1991. The DeLorean lands to where Felsham Hall is)

Mary: Are we back?

Eric: Looks like it.

(The DeLorean lands by Felsham Hall as both Lady Jane and Jennifer get out)

Lady Jane: We'll see you boys later.

Lovejoy: Sure. Bye, Janey.

Eric and Marty: Bye, girls.

Doc: Looks like that something isn't right in this crazy ass town.

(Both Eric and Marty look at Doc silent as the DeLorean drives through the town)

Lovejoy: Oh my God, that statue looks like Charlie, didn't she?

Eric and Marty: WHAT???

(As Lovejoy, Eric, Marty and Doc all get out of the DeLorean, Eric pounces on Doc and slams him against the dashboard)

Eric: (sit on Doc's chest pinning him down) YOU DIDN'T?!

Doc: No! I'd never! Believe me! All that happened is something strange is going on! That's all!

Lovejoy: It IS Charlie sodding Gimbert.

(Lovejoy, Eric and Marty all glance at Doc and they all get back in the DeLorean)

Marty: Doc? Where ya goin', man?

Doc: To Lovejoy Antiques.

Marty: But-

Marty: (following Doc) Oh man. Eric's just being hard on you, Doc. Don't freak out.

Doc: Speaking of hard, is Charlie Gimbert a hard ass like Eric said, Marty?

Marty: DOC! Please! You know I'm not subject to one night stands unless it where with Jen!

Doc: (snapping his fingers) Did you at least get any information?

Marty: (shaking his head) So that was a complete waste of time, dammit!

(With that, the DeLorean drives up to where Charlie's auction rooms from season 1 was only to be a hotel/casino similar to the one Biff owned in Back to the Future Part 2)

Lovejoy: Where do you get this stuff, Doc?

Doc: I'm not sure. Must be a sixth sense or something of that nature.

Marty: Whoa, this is heavy. (Turns around to see the hotel/casino which is called Charlie Gimbert's Paradise Casino) What the hell?

Eric: What the hell is right. (Turns around to see Charlie Gimbert's Paradise Casino and taps Lovejoy on the shoulder) Lovejoy, look at this.

(Marty is standing by Charlie Gimbert's Paradise Casino. All is dark except one lonely street light a few feet away. Marty sighs lightly before hearing a crash behind him. He spins around to see a cat crawling out of a fallen trash can. Marty takes a deep breath and slightly chuckles while all the while, a shadowy figure approaches him from behind. The figure puts their hand on Marty's shoulder and spins him around)

Lovejoy: BLOODY HELL.

Eric puts his hand over Lovejoy's mouth.

Eric: See, that's what I'm trying to tell you!

Lovejoy: Eric, is it me or is Charlie back in town?

Doc: (sighing) I think that Charlie used the time machine creating an alternative 1991 but now since everyone knows he was associating with the Colorado Mafia, I believe that he blew your chances of having the store.

Eric: Tell me about it.

Lovejoy: So now I need to tell you this: We're in trouble.

Marty: Trouble? What do you know?

Lovejoy: I don't know. Doc here wouldn't tell me.

Marty: Do you know when?

Eric: No. That's all I heard.

(Marty looks to his side and thinks while Eric looks very nervous)

[Race's Girl]

Lovejoy, Eric, Doc and Marty are all in the hotel/casino.

Marty: Danger? How?

Lovejoy: I don't know. My older self ran off before telling Doc anything else.

Eric: How can we trust that lady there though? (Points at a woman who looks like Lady Jane with bigger boobs) Lovejoy said birds like that can screw a bloke over more then once.

Doc: But if that's an alternative Lady Jane, she's got nothing to betray us for.

Marty: You've got a point.

(Doc leaves for a while)

Eric: (whispered to Marty) Why would I warn that Lady Jane lookalike? I mean, sure, there's no point in Tink lying to us anymore but this could get all of us killed!.......oh well. No skin off my nose.

(Doc returns with a bag full of food)

Doc: I've returned, everyone! And I've brought some grapefruit! (puts the bag filled with food on the table)

Lovejoy: Lads, that is Lady Jane.

Eric: What? What do you mean that's Lady Jane?

Marty: What's going on?!

Doc: Charlie Gimbert appears to have taken over East Anglia and married you cousin Jane, Marty.

Marty and Eric: WHAT?

Eric: How the sodding hell could that happen?

Marty: How the hell should I know?!? Tinker told me that Charlie Gimbert's nothing but trouble!

Lovejoy: You forgot to add borderline sex pest as well.

The others gasp. A loud BAM is heard behind them. They all spin around to see.......the bigger boobed Lady Jane.

Alternative Lady Jane: (happily) GOOD MORNING!

Charlie: (off set) Jane.

Jane: I'm with visitors, Charlie dear!

As Charlie approaches, Lovejoy storms up to him gritting his teeth.

Lovejoy: WHAT THE HELL'S YOUR PROBLEM, CHARLIE?!? I NEVER THOUGHT LADY JANE FELSHAM WOULD'VE MARRIED YOU!!!!

Eric: ......What?

Marty: Jane married Charlie!

Doc turns his head to see Charlie. He puts a finger up to his mouth telling Doc to be quiet. For some reason, Charlie takes this the wrong way. He pushes Lovejoy away from him and begins walking to the stairs.

Jane: Honestly, Charlie, what's the matt-

Charlie: WHY THE HELL ARE YOU ALL LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT?!

The others get all wide eyed. Lovejoy snorts before going to bed. The others stand together in the hall silent.

Eric: Okay, what the hell?

Marty: Hey...that WAS really weird..I don't believe we worry about him like Tink does.

Lovejoy: Hey! I'm starving! (shoves his hand into the bag) Doc, do you mind if I helped you on a way to stop Charlie?

Doc: You know me, Lovejoy. I'd love you to help me.

The others sigh.

Jane: CRUMPETS AND GRAPEFRUITS? Can't you buy anything good?

Charlie: (returning) Jane, they're very good for your health and supplies the energy you need everyday in order to function properly!

Marty: Lovejoy, from now on, Doc does breakfast.

Doc: You must think Jane's really good looking, Lovejoy. I like her too but she's Marty's cousin.

Lovejoy: You know what, Doc, you're right, I-I'm sorry, it's just that, w-well I-

Jane: I didn't say I wanted to hear your life story, Lovejoy, Charlie will hurt you for touching me.

Lovejoy: Jane, I appologise.

Eric: Whoa...more trouble, right?

Marty: Yes, Eric, more trouble. Did I stutter or something?

Doc: ESCAPE!!! FLEE!!! FEED THE GOLDFISH!!!

Lovejoy: Wait a second, boys, we check out how to fix this mess. Hell, it might be dangerous.

Jane: Even more dangerous than what he did last time? (Leaves)

Eric: I'm more dangerous than that bloke.

(The others laugh)

Marty: But really, we should check them out.

Doc: But where on earth would we begin looking?

Lovejoy: I know where we can start.

Eric: Really, Lovejoy? Where?

(The gang are standing in front of a banged up door in a filthy alley)

Eric: Doc! What on earth are we doing here? It's so gross.

Lovejoy: Get over it, Eric son. (knocks on the door)

(A few minutes later, a little window slides open and two eyes peak out)

Deep voice: What's the password?

Lovejoy: (clears his throat) Park 'n Flush.

(The person eyes him suspiciously for a second, then opens the door for the gang to come inside)

Doc: 'Park 'n Flush'..?

(The gang walk into an incredibly elegant room. A band is playing in the corner. People are dancing on the dance floor. A large table holds elegant foods and expensive wines. The gang are in awe except for Doc)

Eric: But weren't we just out in a grungy, dirty alleyway..?

Marty: I've never liked this jazz crap. Give us Def Leppard any day if you ask me.

Eric: You said it, Marty. (Gives Eric a high five)

(Lovejoy grabs Doc by the arm and drags him across the room to the other end as Eric and Marty follow. The four of them stand in front of a door except this time is is huge and incredibly detailed with fine art. Lovejoy pushes the doors open and they walked into the room. The room has Tinker, who is dressed like Michael Jackson from his Smooth Criminal video and an Alternative Eric, who is dressed in the same outfit the Band wore in a few episodes of Happy Days. In the middle of the room, a platform holds a single chair more like a throne. In this throne is an Alternative Lovejoy who is wearing a black suit and is holding a wine glass in his hand)

Marty: No way...

Eric: It can't be...

Alternative Lovejoy stands up and looks at Normal Lovejoy.

Normal Lovejoy: Sodding hell, you're us. What brings you here?

Alternative Lovejoy: Yes, we're you. We need your help.

[Race's Girl]

Alternative Lovejoy: Charlie sodding Gimbert, you say, huh?

Lovejoy: You said it, pal.

(Alternative Lovejoy sighs as he stretches out on the velvet couch in the ball room. Alternative Tinker and Alternative Eric are sitting beside her while the others are on dusty wooden chairs taken from the back of the club)

Eric: Whoa, what the sodding hell's going on here?

Alternative Eric: Look, we, uh, we know you lot are us from another universe and you came to us because we basically know EVERYTHING about the gangs here in East Anglia as well as Charlie Gimbert and what's going on with them.

Alternative Lovejoy: I'll tell you what I know……for a price.

Marty: A price? (clicks his fingers and Alternative Lovejoy slides his face up to his) Whoa.

Doc: What are your demands, Lovejoy?

(Alternative Lovejoy puts his arm around Doc's shoulder and looks deep into his eyes)

Alternative Lovejoy: Mrs Gimbert away from her psycho hubby.

(Eric and Marty burst into hysterics and Alternative Eric falls on the floor laughing as Doc raises an eyebrow. Lovejoy shakes her head and Doc gasps in horror)

Doc: Rebel Lovejoy, are you certain about this?

Alternative Lovejoy: Sure!

Alternative Eric: (to Alternative Lovejoy) Lovejoy……how many women have you seriously kissed in the 45 years you've been alive?

Alternative Lovejoy: …………About a dozen, why?

Lovejoy: Why is kissing Charlie's wife such a big deal, then? It's just a peck, not a serious kiss.

Alternative Lovejoy: Well……….because it's the enemy's wife!

(Marty, Eric and Alternative Eric all stare at Lovejoy in disbelief. They then drag him back to the others, him complaining about Eric pulling on his hair the whole way)

Eric: Knowing our Lovejoy, sir, he'll do it.

Alternative Lovejoy: GREAT! (High fives Lovejoy)

Marty: Whoa, Doc, what's going on?

Doc: Calm down, Marty, you and Eric are he-men in our league.

Marty: Okay, Rebel Lovejoy, you've got a deal. So what's up with Charlie Gimbert?

(Alternative Tinker puts a hand to his chin and thinks)

Alternative Tinker: Well, I haven't heard much on the streets but I can tell by Charlie that he means business. That chowderhead……….

Lovejoy: THAT'S IT?!? I'M HELPING YOU FOR THAT?!?

(Eric nudges Lovejoy)

Eric: Are you SURE there's nothing else you can tell us, Rebel Lovejoy?

Alternative Lovejoy: I'll tell you this: going back to the day you first met your Tinker will turn things back to normal. That's all I can really say.

(The gang say their thanks and leave the elegant place)

Doc: Going back to 1960? Lovejoy, do you know anything about the year 1960?

Lovejoy: I can think of one moment.

(Eric and Marty both look at Lovejoy)

Lovejoy: I met Tink that year.

Eric: Oh yeah, I wasn't sure if he could be trusted or not but it's obvious now that we'll have to go back to when you two first met.

Marty: Hear, hear, buddy.

Doc: We've got to go back to that very date, Lovejoy.

Lovejoy: It was Ausgust 6th 1960, Doc.

(A figure emerges from the shadows in front of the DeLorean, snickers and runs off into the city)

[Race's Girl]

(The boys are back at where Felsham Hall was and Doc is pacing the floor while the others are nervous)

Eric: Doc, I swear to God, if you don't stop pacing, you're going to find yourself kissing the ground……

(Doc is pacing around in the living room of Felsham Hall. Lovejoy is sitting in a chair reading a book; Eric, Marty and Jennifer are all dancing to Def Leppard's 'Pour Some Sugar on Me' and Lady Jane is putting some mug of hot chocolate on the tables)

Doc: I can't help it! Don’t you find it WEIRD that nothing what-so-ever has been going on for the pass few days?!

Lady Jane: Actually, Dr Brown, I'm grateful for this little intermission of gang-related drama. I can now get back to this novel I started what seems like eons ago…

(Doc groans and turns to Marty)

Doc: Tell me truth, Marty! Aren't you bugged by this?

Marty: I don't think so, Doc!

(Doc plops down in a chair next to Lovejoy knowing he has been defeated)

Eric: Well, I'm bored, the song's finished.

Jennifer: Eric, can't you ever just take a break for once and just relax?

(Eric grins and stands straight opposite Jennifer)

Eric: You know me, Jen! The life of the party! I can't be happy unless I got a drink in one hand and a chick in the other!

Lady Jane: Eric, If you're so bored, why don't we all go out for a bit? I heard there’s this great new club down on Albert's Street…

Doc: Great! Let's go!

(The gang grab their coats and began to head out. Dissolve to later . Marty is dancing with Jennifer when he feels a hand on his shoulder)

Marty: Get lost, Eric.

(The hand drags Marty away from Jennifer. Turning around slowly, he gazes upon a young woman about 30 years old. Her blonde hair is a bit longer than Lori Beth's and she is wearing a pink jumpsuit, a black leather jacket and black ankle boots with a black purse hanging off her shoulder. It is Sandra Pullman from New Tricks looking like how Amanda Redman did back in 1991)

Marty: Look, Lady, can I help you?

Sandra: (giggles lightly) Actually, I'm here to help you.

Eric: Hi, Sandra.

Sandra: Hey, Eric.

(Lady Jane and Lovejoy both laugh as Eric blushes fiercely. It is then that Sandra pushes Eric into a chair and proceeds to kiss him deeply, straddling his lap. As they break, Eric is as red as Lady Jane's hair if that is even possible)

Sandra: Are you sure you want to back out now? I heard you’re involved with some manly gang related things, Eric.

Eric: Hold on there, I've got a girlfriend already.

Lovejoy: Eric, you look terrible.

Eric: No, Lovejoy, this isn't what it looks like!

Marty: Hey, would you guys move it? What’s going on…?

Jennifer: Okay, people, nothing to see... (turns her head) WHAT THE HELL?!

Sandra: (to Eric) Sorry to leave so soon, handsome. I'll see you again, I'm sure.

Doc: Who WAS that?

Eric: DCI Sandra Pullman. She's my ex girlfriend and a copper on the Met, I think.

Marty: Wait, PULLMAN? As in the same DCI Sandra Pullman you and Tinker spoke about yesterday.

Eric: Yep.

Jane: Come on, people, let's go home.

(The cleaner grumbles and goes off to the closet to get a broom to sweep up the glass from the shattered window)

[Race's Girl]

(Lovejoy, Doc, Marty, Eric, Jennifer and Lady Jane are in Alternative Lovejoy's Lowestoft hideout)

Lovejoy: How have you been lately, boyo?

Alternative Lovejoy: I've been fine, pally. To be honest, things have been picking up lately.

(Alternative Lovejoy opens a door that leads outside to the back. The back holds about 30 people, all who appeared very down on their luck. A few children are playing with a yellow ball, some old men are talking about the good 'ol days and a young woman is serving soup to a few hungry people. The area is fenced off from the streets and roads)

Eric: Wow. They're sure a lot more people the last time we were here.

Jennifer: Mmmm, soup. (drools a la Homer Simpson and runs over to the woman serving soup)

Lovejoy, Lady Jane and Eric: VICKY!!!

Doc, Marty and Jennifer: VICKY???

Jennifer: The soup's called 'Tomato Surprise'? Cool!

Alternative Tinker: So you people know Vicky also?

Eric: Yeah...we know Vicky.

(Vicky smiles lightly as she walks up to both Erics and does her trademark thigh slap)

Vicky: Hey, Eric. How have y-

Alternative Eric: OH no you don't. Just what are you doing here?

Vicky: I'm here hiding from Gimbert with my gang. The fat guy's not too happy with me as you know.

Doc: We know, Miss Lovejoy. We've had our run-ins with him as well.

Marty: Doc, remember when you said we should go back to 1960?

(The others nod. Both Erics gaze at Vicky who is talking with Alternative Lady Jane then back to her friends)

Alternative Eric: Isn't it a little suspicious that Vicky just happens to be here the same day we are?

Doc: Well, Rebel Eric, I wouldn't say suspi-

Lovejoy: Do not worry, son! I'll see what my daughter from another world is here for!

Lady Jane: No way, Lovejoy! You'll just-

Lovejoy: You don't think I can do it, Mrs Gimbert?

Eric: Mrs Gimbert, let him do this. I'm beginning to get the feeling that he feels left out of our operations as of late.

Doc: FINE. Go talk to her, Eric.

Eric: Your wish is my command, Doc B.

Lovejoy: Let's hope he doesn't screw this up, Janey.

(Back in the alleyway. Alternative Vicky and Eric are still talking off somewhere unknown. Doc is beginning to become unnerved. Marty, Jennfier, Lovejoy and Lady Jane are taking care of some of the people in the shelter. Lovejoy is about to yell at Alternative Eric when his ears pick up the sound of tires screeching. Screeching towards them)

Alternative Eric: Oi, Lovejoy.

Alternative Lovejoy: Yeah, Eric?

(There is a red automobile headed right towards them)

Doc: GREAT SCOTT!

Alternative Charlie: YOU!

Alternative Lovejoy: OH CRAP!

Alternative Tinker: GET THE PEOPLE OUT OF HERE!

(The people in the shelter are running around, trying to find safe places to hide while Lovejoy, Eric, Lady Jane, Jennifer and Doc all try to help calm the crowd. It is then that they hear the first gunshot)

Alternative Lady Jane: WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS?! (scoops up a little freckled girl in her arms. Alternative Charlie is helping an elderly man hide)

Alternative Charlie: HOW SHOULD I KNOW!? I HAVEN'T LEARNED SOD ALL ABOUT THIS GANG YET!

Eric: HURRY UP! WE DON'T WANT THESE PEOPLE GETTI-

(It is then that Richie stumbles back as a bullet goes through his shoulder)

Lovejoy: ERIC!

(Soon, the drive-byers zoom off leaving the shelter in complete shock. Lovejoy and Doc run to Eric's side and lean down. Eric is on the ground grasping his shoulder, his eyes clenched shut and his teeth grinding together)

Marty: Holy cow…….that's a bad hit, Eric….. (ties Lady Jane's scarf to Eric's wound. Alternative Lady Jane crouches over on Eric's other side and pries one of his eyes open)

Alternative Lady Jane: It's only a flesh wound, it might hurt.

Marty: Correctimundo, Mrs Gimbert.

(It is then that Doc and Jennifer run back into the picture)

Alternative Vicky: We heard gunshots! What…..happened……

Jennifer: Eric? (rushes over to Eric and picks him up in a big hug) OH NO!!! POOR DARLING ERIC!!!

Marty: JEN!! PUT ERIC DOWN; YOU'RE HURTING HIM!!

(Jennifer looks worried before laying Eric back down)

Doc: He looks a bit bad, Marty. He's going to need some bandaging up and I'm afraid to do it here before we go back to 1960.

Alternative Vicky: Don't worry, Mrs Gimbert. I'll stay behind and clean up.

Alternative Lady Jane: That'd be great, Vicky. Thank you.

(It is then that both Lady Janes stand up either side of Eric followed by Lovejoy)

[Race's Girl]

ady Jane: Quick, Lovejoy, get the door open!

Lovejoy: I am, I am, stop rushing me, Janey. (finds the key in her jacket pocket and opens the door)

(Dissolve to later. Lovejoy, Eric, Doc, Marty, Jennifer and Lady Jane rush over to the DeLorean before stopping dead in their tracks)

Doc: Great Scott. What happened here?!

Eric: It looks like a tornado went through here or something! (laughs at his own joke) I still got it even near a destroyed treehouse.

(The doors to the DeLorean open so Lovejoy gently rests Eric, who passes out, in the back before he, Lady jane and Jennifer all join him. Marty and Doc get into the front as Doc sets the time coordinates for August 6th 1960. Jennifer picks up one of Eric's hands and feels for a pulse)

Jennifer: He's still alive at least.

Lovejoy: Oh, that's comforting.

Lady Jane: (as Eric comes round) Eric!!

Eric: W-What happened?

Lovejoy: You were shot in the shoulder, lad.

Eric: ..I was? ……Oh. I suppose I was.

Marty: Eric….Doc knows all about medicine…I don't have any idea how to fix a damaged shoulder….

Doc: That's alright….I'll guide you through it….

(The others are all taken aback by this)

Eric: Doc, do you really think you could….?

Doc: That I will.

(August 6th 1960, East Anglia. It looks like how East Anglia did in those days and as the DeLorean lands, Eric murmuring angrily about Charlie)

Marty: Well? You didn’t kill him, did you, Eric?

Eric: No, dipstick, I didn’t.

Lady Jane: He's telling the truth, Marty.

Jennifer: You mean Doc did it?!

Marty: Thanks for the vote of confidence, Guys.

Doc: Yes, Jennifer. I did a marvelous job. Of course, Eric won't be able to use his entire arm as well as his shoulder for a long period of time, but I will eventually heal so all is well………..Here we are.

Lovejoy: Where's he- Oh, August 6th 1960.

Doc: That's right.

(Suddenly, the windows of the DeLorean shatter as bullets fly through catching the gang off guard)

Eric: WHOA!

Marty: GET DOWN! (the gang all dive to the floor)

Voice: HOLD IT, WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON HERE?!

Lovejoy looks up at the speaker. It is a young Tinker Dill when he had the same hair colour as Eric and Marty. His eyes then shoot wide open)

Eric: Lovejoy? Lovejoy, what is it?

(Lovejoy gestures towards the younger Tinker who waves at both of them)

Younger Tinker: …..Lovejoy? Who is God's name would have that name in England. It's more American.

Lovejoy: Well, it is an American name.

Younger Lovejoy: Excuse me, you dropped this.

Eric: Oh my Gawd, Lovejoy, it's you at 15 or 16.

Lovejoy: Yes, Eric, I was 15 years old at the time and Tinker was 25 years old.

Marty: Whoa, this is heavy.

Jennifer: You're telling me.

(The gang follow younger Lovejoy and younger Tinker to the auction house Charlie owned in season 1. Little do they realize what's in store for them. Dissolve to later, Marty, Doc and the rest of the gang arrive at Gimbert's Suctions with minutes to spare but not many)

Eric: Okay, everyone, wait!

Marty: What’s the deal, Eric? Have any of you even thought about thinking ahead? This could be a trap!

Younger Lovejoy: Yeah, well what if it's not?

Younger Tinker: Gentlemen, you're all right. We need to think with our minds and not our emotions…

Doc: Right. We need to proceed with the utmost caution.

(The others agree and decided to send one of them to scout the place out, then have that person tell the others it was safe. That person happens to be Younger Tinker who slowly slinks in the place, quiet as a mouse. After a few minutes, he decides that all is well and began to head back to where the others are when he hears a gun being cocked behind him)

Younger Tinker: Hello, Charlie. (puts his hands up and turns slowly around to be face to face with a 20 year old Charlie)

Younger Charlie: There you are!

Younger Lovejoy: (holding the brooch younger Tinker dropped) Looking for this, Charlie?

Younger Charlie: Yes, Lovejoy, that's the brooch my dad was looking for. Give it back.

Younger Tinker: Where are your manners?

Younger Charlie: Give me the brooch please!

Younger Lovejoy: Here you go.

Voice: Charles, where is that lad? I can never seem to find him!

Younger Lovejoy: We're in your basement, Mr Gimbert!

(Just then, Charlie's father enters the basement. He looks a lot like how Charlie did in Lovejoy season 1)

Mr Gimbert: There you are, Charles. If you've been slacking off again, I'm docking your pay.

Doc, Marty, Eric, Lovejoy, Jennifer and Lady Jane: (altogether) Mr Gimbert?

(Just then, the lights light up. There is a load of antiques along with the brooch. In front of them is Charlie's father Michael Gimbert)

Younger Charlie: Dad.

[Race's Girl]

(We are still in Michael Gimbert's basement in 1960 as Younger Tinker steps forward)

Younger Tinker: Mr Gimbert? Mr Gimbert, what are you doing?!

Michael: What am I doing? What am I doing?! I'm doing what I've always wanted to do! I'm proving you wrong!

Younger Charlie: Dad, stop acting stupid and-

Michael: Acting stupid, hm? You listen to me, Charles Michael Gimbert, that's what I've been doing since day one! Ever since our ancestor Russell Gimbert came to Lowestoft in 1780, people have treated people in our family as the village idiots, as the buffoons, as the ones who couldn't do anything right! They never allowed our family's intelligence to blossom and flourish because they didn't believe in our family name so Russell hatched a plan. He began to act more idiotic then ever before just so the idiots in this town wouldn't suspect him of doing anything as grand as this.

(Michael is pacing around the two gangs now, hands behind his back)

Al: And my plan obviously worked. Not a single one of you expected anything what so ever! Of course, I couldn't do this alone, could I? (gestures towards his antiques) Yes, much of my thanks must go out to you and the archaeology students.

(As Michael steps back out of the way, four figures emerge from the gang)

Michael: Kelly who was able to infiltrate Mayor Westlake.

(Kelly smirks as both Lady Jane and Jennifer snarl angrily)

Michael: Eddie who passed the word around that I was due to give the family business to Charles.

Younger Charlie: You arrogant sod.

Eddie: Thanks for the donut, by the way!

Al: Myron, who planned the perfect place and way to get rid of Hawkins. Unfortunately, we almost got rid of him if my last but certainly not least partner in crime wasn't such a lousy shot. But, without him, this gang would be nothing…

(The others all look at Younger Tinker)

Others: TINKER.

Younger Tinker: I do apologize, Lovejoy.

Younger Lovejoy: I would have expected Barbara Graham thanks. Hugs Younger Tinker)

Michael: To be rather honest, punk, Tinker's abilities are ignored because people judge him merely by his craziness but no more! Now I'll become the one and only true auctioneer in this town!

Lovejoy: Doc! Doc, you gotta get out of here! This is no place for you!

Marty: I agree! Having you here would only cause problems.

Eric: Where's the vase you nosey old bugger?

Al: Tsk tsk! Name calling will get you no where! It's around here somewhere.

Jennifer: What the hell's he blabbering about?!

Marty: The advice that…oh God! Alternative Lovejoy told us to watch out for 1960! We thought about the fact that Al has the same hair color.

Eric: This is gonna be a long trip.

Lady Jane: So what now?!

Lovejoy: I say we take them all, right here, right now!

Marty: (pulling Lovejoy back) Are you bonkers? We'll get slaughtered!

Jennifer: What do you think, Eric?

Eric: We oughta split up and take them down, bit by bit. The odds of our survival are much better then.

Lady Jane: Are you sure, Eric?

Younger Lovejoy: No time! They're attacking!

Eric: GO! We'll meet back here when this is over with!

(This causes all of them to separate uncertain of just what they're about to face)

[Race's Girl]

(It is a madhouse! Weapons and fists are flying everywhere. Eric breaks away from the crowd and heads through the secret room to an unmarked door. He looks over his shoulder and smirks when he sees that Michael has followed him)

Eric's brain: Oh crap, it'll be less of a hassle to get Old Man Gimbert...

Eric: Maybe I can confuse those guys down the hall, which would give me an great moment to str-OOOF! (slips and falls on his back) What the hell... (rubs his head) Who is it?

Girl voice: It's me, Eric, I'm here.

Eric: Jennifer, why did the Gimberts throw you here? (sees Jennifer walking in front of him) ...Bloody hell, Jen, Marty's looking for you. (hugs LJennifer)

Jennifer: No time to explain! We need to get out of here!

(Eric stares in disbelief at what had just happened before a commotion snaps him back into reality. Michael catches up to them as they grab some antiques. Eric notices a partly opened door to his right and barges right in. What he and Jennifer run into is Charlie's old bedroom)

Eric and Jennifer: (together) Holy crap!!

(As Eric opens Charlie's closet door, he hears yelling. He and Jennifer freeze instantly)

Jennifer: Someone else is here...

Marty and Lady Jane: Eric! Jennifer?

Eric, Jennifer, Lady Jane and Marty: ARRRRRRGGGHHHH!!!

Marty: Why do you scream like a bitch, Eric? It's only me and Jane!

Eric: You scared the living crap out of me, Marty! For a second I thought- (hears a banging on the door) It's Charlie Gimbert! My screaming must have given away our whereabouts!

Lady Jane: Come on, you three! This just might be our means of escape!

(The four of them run for the door, open it and find...)

Eric: This bloke's got more clothes than Mick Jagger.

(The others sigh before the loud crash of the door breaking in cause them to spin around. Younger Charlie has broken in)

Jennifer: This is it, Marty!

Marty: It was nice knowing you, guys. You too, Jennifer!

Lady Jane: Look, the battles of Hastings, Waterloo, Trafalgar and New Orleans were lame but this is tough.

Eric: .......Well, this is a depressing turn of events....

Jennifer: Lady Felsham....aren't you quite handy with staff fighting?

Lady Jane: Of course!

Marty: Well! I think this might turn out for the best, Janey!

(While Younger Charlie threatens Eric, Jennifer and Marty, they have time to think about their situation. Lady Jane (who now has a staff in his hands) knows that the odds are more against their rivals)

Eric: Lady Jane.....

Lady Jane: Yes, Eric.

Eric: LET 'IM HAVE IT!!!

(Lady Jane twirls the staff hitting Younger Charlie right in the stomach. At the same time, the others go for the costume rack, break off the clothes rod and spin in their hands for a quick second before bounding back towards Lady Jane)

Marty: Holy crap......what the hell happened?

Eric: My shoulder....was already wounded......the elbowing a younger Charlie Gimbert in the face surely didn't improve my situation much.....

(Lady Jane moves Eric's arm (the one attached to the good shoulder) around her own shoulders and helps him up)

Lady Jane: Come one, Eric. We'll find you help. Your battle's done here. (helps Eric out of the room and off to rest)

[Race's Girl]

(The gangs are all in Charlie's father's old house in 1960 and Doc breaks away from the crowd and runs through the antiques)

Doc's brain: I only hope Lovejoy's plan works...!

Doc: Great Scott.....Marty, have I just made the situation worse?

(Marty runs over to Doc and they move stealthily through the hallway, hoping they could find a way to get something to help the gang out. Marty stops instantly when he hears a creaking sound behind him. As the sound gets closer, Marty begins to tense up and prepare his attack a la Batman. When the people are in range, Marty spins around and delivers a kick right to the gut)

Lady Jane: Martin Seamus McFly, watch where you're kicking!

Marty: Well, if you didn’t sneak up on me like that I-

(Someone from behind plows into him causing him and Doc to fall into Lady Jane and Jennifer and knocking them all down)

Jennifer: What the...

(Standing over them with a devious grin is Younger Charlie)

Younger Charlie: Well, well, well...my two least favourite Yanks. (pulls out two pistols and pointed them at Doc and Marty) What do you say about a threesome, boys? It'll be a real BANG! (Shoots at Doc and Marty but they roll out of the way and quickly get on their feet)

Doc: Not this son of a....

Younger Charlie: Sticks and stones, Grandad. (delivers a hard right hook right to Doc's cheek throwing him into the wall. Younger Charlie spins around and snaps his foot right into Marty's face)

Marty: Okay...now, I'm mad.

Younger Charlie: Uh- oh. Am I in trouble now?

(Lady Jane dives at Younger Charlie hard. They roll for a bit before Jennifer kicks Younger Charlie off Lady Jane and into the wall behind him. Younger Charlie hits with a hard thud before sliding down onto the floor. Anger in his eyes, he draws out his two pistols again only to have Younger Lovejoy kick them both out of his hands. The guns slide across the floor and out of Younger Charlie's reach)

Younger Lovejoy: No weapons. Let's try this the old fashioned way.

Younger Charlie: FINE! I can take all three of you morons on by myself, no problem!

(Younger Lovejoy, Doc and Marty all stand by each other and prepared for Younger Charlie's attack)

Marty: I guess we're working together on this one, Doc.

Doc: Don't worry, Marty. I feel the same way.

(Younger Charlie screams as he charges at the three men, Doc ducks and punches Younger Charlie in the stomach as Marty jumps and kicks Younger Charlie right under his chin throwing his head back. Younger Charlie falls to the ground but before Doc and Marty have a time to react, Younger Charlie sweeps his leg under the two causing them to fall as well. Younger Charlie gets on his feet)

Younger Charlie's brain: This will be no problem at all...

(Lovejoy lifts his head up to see a nice little weapon. Without hesitation, he grabs the framed schedule of that week hanging in the hall and smashes it over Younger Charlie's head causing him to slam into the wall behind him)

Eric: What happened to no weapons?

Lovejoy: Now, Eric, times change.

Younger Charlie: PERFECT BY ME! (charges at the two pulling out a knife from his satchel. He slashes Lovejoy's cheek drawing blood then spins around and slashes Eric against the stomach. Both men cry out in pain as they grab their wounds. Thankfully, they're not too deep)

Lovejoy: You little sod! (Straddling Younger Charlie's stomach, he pulls Younger Charlie's satchel from his arm and holds it over him) You're too bloody dangerous with this. (throws the satchel over his shoulder for Eric to catch. Younger Charlie growls before kneeing Lovejoy in the back and thrusting up his own back bucking Lovejoy off)

Younger Charlie: GIVE THAT BACK!!!

Eric: HERE! You can have it! (swings the satchel right at Younger Charlie's face)

(A large "KLANG!" is heard before Younger Charlie drops to the ground unconscious. Lovejoy and Eric look at each other in confusion)

Eric: (to himself) That shouldn't have knocked him out...

Younger Lovejoy: Sodding hell, what happened here?!

Lovejoy: Hey, Eric, what was in that satchel that caused that lady to sleep like the bum she is?

Joanie digs into Kelly's purse and pull out a gold plated picture frame. The picture inside that frame is one of no other then Fonzie.

Marty: So THAT’S why she fought so hard to get it back...

It is at that moment that the group hear a heavy round of bullets sound off.

Doc: That was from the main entrance!
Marion: Warren, Marty, Emmett, Ralph, get Richard in a safe place, then join me and Joanie at the main entrance

Doc, Marty, Ralph and Potsie nod and carry Richie away. Marion and Joanie head towards the main entrance.

Joanie's brain: I've got a bad feeling about this...