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That’s George McFly. I got enough practical jokes for one evening. Good night, future boy. Time machine, I haven’t invented any time machine. Doc, Doc. Oh, no. You’re alive. Bullet proof vest, how did you know, I never got a chance to tell you. About all that talk about screwing up future events, the space time continuum.