Strickland: I noticed you band is on the roster for dance auditions
after school today. Why even bother Mcfly, you haven't got a chance,
you're too much like your own man. No McFly ever amounted to anything in
the history of Hill Valley.

Marty: Can I go now, Mr. Strickland?

Strickland: You got a real attitude problem, McFly. You're a slacker.
You remind me of you father when he went her, he was a slacker too.

..I think the truth has the part of Strickland/shhhhhh....

Marty: Oh yes sir.

Strickland: Doc? Am I to understand you're still hanging around with
Doctor Emmett Brown, McFly? Tardy slip for you, Miss Parker. And one for
you McFly I believe that makes four in a row. Now let me give you a
nickle's worth of advice, young man. This so called Doctor Brown is
dangerous, he's a real nuttcase. You hang around with him you're gonna
end up in big trouble.

Marty: Y'know this time it wasn't my fault. The Doc set all of his
clocks twenty-five minutes slow.

Jennifer: Alright, c'mon, I think we're safe.

Jennifer: Marty, don't go this way. Strickland's looking for you. If
you're caught it'll be four tardies in a row.

Marty: Hello, Jennifer.