REAL WORLD: PART THREE Homeward Bound ... - Whoa is (Not)

He told them everything, from Doc’s construction of the time machine to his latest dimensional travels. The
less necessary parts were summarised or skipped over. Doc verified anything that needed verifying, and
Marty kind of enjoyed the looks of jealousy on his sibling’s faces at several points of the long story. As for
his mother, Lorraine looked considerably aghast when it was revealed that the ‘Calvin Marty Klein’ she had
kissed in 1955 was actually her own son.
“So you’re saying that this is all a movie” Dave asked incredulously when Marty finished his tale.
“Yeah,” his younger brother replied. “In another universe.”
Dave’s eyes darted around the ceiling, suddenly overcome with the feeling that he was being watched.
George and Lorraine just looked mostly stunned, and continued looking mostly stunned after Doc had
shown them the time train and got in with Verne to leave for their home.
“Doc… will I ever see you again” Marty asked softly, looking up at his friend for what might be the last time
in a long while.
Emmett smiled. “Probably.”
The door closed, the train lifted off, and Marty watched as it accelerated to eighty-eight miles per hour and
vanished in a burst of electricity, leaving behind it a pair of fire trails that dissipated after several seconds.
Back in the house, Lorraine finally broke the uneasy silence. “I… think it’s time for dinner,” she said, and
headed off to the kitchen as she tried to digest all that Marty had told her.
“You were Darth Vader” George asked Marty, when Dave and Linda had gone.
“Yeah.”
“That… always puzzled me for a long time,” George admitted. “When Star Wars came out, I thought I had
somehow managed to predict the future.” He gave a nervous laugh.
Marty smiled.
Just like that, it was all over. All that remained to hint at the strange events of the past month or so were a
missing towel, scraps of wool on his bedroom floor, broken guitar strings and an uncertain promise of return
from Doc.
And that’s about where it all ends. In Neo’s universe, the Nebuchadnezzar finally arrived some time in the
middle of the night to pick him up. As promised, no record was made of its arrival, and no record was made
of its departure. It was as though it had never happened.
Neo and Trinity were reunited on the ship. He didn’t say much about what had happened, giving minimal
details, until Trinity mentioned the green bottles.
“What green bottles” Neo asked.
“A hundred of them were delivered to the ship, addressed to you,” Trinity said. “They were from some
company called Special Bottle Deliveries.”
“What… Ted got that too.”
“Who’s Ted”
“My evil twin,” Neo replied, rushing off to his cabin to see just what the green bottles Trinity had been talking
about were.
He saw them, lying innocently in their cartons by his bed. “What am I supposed to do with a hundred green
bottles” he asked no one in particular.
“You could try stacking them up on a wall,” Trinity suggested, looking very serious.