Marty tries to undo all the damage he did the day before, by way of wreaking deliberate havoc in the five minutes he has to get from bed to business. The perceived good karma that he’s building up is somehow an obstacle to him.
It’s at this point that he gets a new inconvenience, and even though this one is actually to his benefit, we get to see his utter frustration. Also, we know approximately what time of year it is. Purely coincidentally, FOR YOU, clocks have just gone back. I’d like to say this was all deliberate planning but NOPE it just happened.
We’re building up to the end here. Two pages left, I think? There had better be. I need two more subject lines. Also, that would put the final post of this script- in another fantastic coincidence- on my birthday, which again- coincidentally- is the date the final chapter of the classic Flatliner run begins. Gimme.
