Old Timer 3: Everybody, everywhere, will say Clint Eastwood is the biggest yeller belly in the west.
Most of the people in the saloon shake their heads in agreement. Outside, Buford looks at his gang. He doesn't know what comes after 6. Gang Member 1 holds up 7 fingers for him.
Buford: 7!
Back in the saloon, a MAN slides a gun to Marty.
Man: Here.
Buford: (o.s) 8!
Marty: I already got a gun.
Marty passes it back.
Buford: (o.s) 9!
Marty stares at everyone. They stare back. Cut to outside.
Buford: 10! You hear me, runt? I said that's 10, you gutless yella pie slinger.
Cut back to Marty.
Marty: He's an asshole! I don't care what Tannen says! And I don't care what anybody else says either.
Doc suddenly wakes up.
Doc: Whoa!
Marty: Doc, Doc, you OK?
Doc: I think so. Whoa, what a headache!
Marty turns to Chester
Marty: Listen, you got a back door to this place?
Chester: Yeah, it's in the back.
Marty: C'mon, Doc, let's go.
They walk to the back door.
Buford: (o.s) Are you coming out here, runt, or do I have to go in there after ya?
Marty and Doc leave through the back door and climb down some stairs in the alleyway.
Doc: The thing I really miss here is Tylenol.
But they are spotted by Buford's gang.
Gang Member 1: Hey! Freeze blacksmith!
Marty manages to jump away. Doc freezes. Cut to the train. The whistle blows as the train leaves Hill Valley. Clara is sitting alone. Behind her, the Barbed Wire Salesman and a friend are talking.
Barbed Wire Salesman: Yes sir, that poor fella last night had the biggest case of broken heart I have ever seen! And when he said that he didn't know how he could live the rest of his life knowing how much hurt he'd caused that little girl? Well, I really felt for him. I did. Right here.
Cut back to outside the saloon. Marty watches out of a window as Buford and his gang hold Doc.