My chosen Back to the Future 2 Scene with Script

WRONG HOUSE SCENE 

SCRIPT

(Bedroom)
(Marty quietly opens the window. He steps inside, but trips and falls onto the bed. The light is turned on and Marty sees a young girl, Loretta, in his bed! Except it's not his bed, this room is completely different.) 
Loretta: Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! 
Marty: Hey, hey, hey, wait, wait a minute, what are you doing in my room? 
Loretta: Mom, Dad, help me! 
Marty: Wait a minute, wait a minute, OK, OK! 
(The door bursts open and Loretta's Dad enters. He's carrying a baseball bat.) 
Dad: Freeze sucker! 
Marty: It's OK, I don't want any trouble! 
Dad: Well, you got trouble now you piece of trash! 
(Loretta's Mom enters and stands by the doorway. With her is their other child, Harold. Dad tries to hit Marty with the bat but breaks some of his daughter's things instead. Loretta is still crying.) 
Dad: What are you doing in here with my daughter? 
Marty: Hey listen, I'm just in the wrong house! 
(Dad aims again - and misses again.) 
Harold: Go get him Dad! 
Dad: You got that right! 
(Dad aims again.) 
Marty: Hey look, I made a mistake! 
Dad: You're damn right you made a mistake! 
(Dad aims again.) 
Marty: Argh! 
(Marty crawls out of the room.) 
Harold/Loretta: Get him! 

(Front Yard) 
(Marty runs out of the house, and the family chases him until they stop at the end of the front yard.) 
Marty: Argh! 
Dad: Right, you keep running sucker, and you tell that realty company that I ain't selling, you hear? We ain't going to be terrorized! 

(Street) 
(Marty runs down a street. Things are very different to how he remembered. In the distance he hears gunshots and screaming. At a corner there are the outlines of two murder victims. Marty runs down another street and three police cars drive past in the background.) 
Marty: This has got to be the wrong year. (He sees a house. He runs over and picks up the newspaper. He reads out the date - October 26th 1985.) 1985? It can't be. 
Strickland: (o.s.) Drop it. 
(Marty looks behind him to see Mr. Strickland wearing a nightshirt with a bullet-proof vest on top. He's got a gun and pointing it at Marty.) 
Strickland: So you're the son of a bitch who's been stealing my papers. 
Marty: Mr. Strickland. Mr. Strickland, it's me sir. It's Marty. 
Strickland: Who? 
Marty: Marty McFly! Marty McFly! Don't you know me? From school, sir. 
Strickland: I've never seen you before in my life but you look to me like a slacker. 
Marty: Yeah, that's right. That's right, I am a slacker. Don't you remember? You gave me detention last week. 
Strickland: Last week? The school burnt down six years ago. Now, you've got exactly three seconds to get off my porch with your nuts in tact. One -
Marty: I just wanna know what the hell is going on here. 
Strickland: Two... 
Marty: Argh!!! 
(A car drives past, its drivers fire gunshots.) 
Gang: Strickland! 
(They hit Strickland's porch, destroying a few flower pots, and Marty ducks for cover. Strickland comes back with a gun and fires it.) 
Strickland: Eat lead, slackers! 
(Marty runs off, terrified.) 
Marty: Argh!