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Getting pretty big to be carried.
(Dogs barking)
Hi, Tim.
Hi, kid.
Can I get you some breakfast or something?
No.
Thanks for letting me use your couch.
Sure. Any time.
(Whistles)
Anybody home?
Yeah, in here. Don't slam the door.
(Door slams shut)
Ponyboy, hey! (Laughs)
What you doing? Look what you did!
Whoa!
You made me ruin my eggs, drop my spoon.
Look at the blond-headed monkey!
I wouldn't have believed it, if I hadn't seen it in the paper.
Tell me, Ponyboy, what's it like being a hero, huh?
A what?
A hero, man. You know, like a, like a big-shotie.
Beer for breakfast, Two-Bit?
What I like is the "turn hero" bit.
They're charging Johnny with manslaughter?
What do they mean, "if he recovers"?
Them kids, they'd have b*rned to death, if it hadn't been for you.
Dallas will be mad when he hears they didn't mention his police record.
It's all about us.
Darry, me and Soda.
Not a thing about putting me and Soda in a boys' home?
No way!
No, they ain't putting me in a boys' home!
Oh, hell, Ponyboy, they don't do that to heroes.
Where is Soda and Super-Dope, anyhow?
Whoa! Morning!
Shut the door!
(Grunts) The what?
All brawn and no brains.
Darry, have you seen my D X shirt?
You gotta wear pants, too, buddy. I think there's a law about that.
How about my jeans?
I ironed 'em. They're in my closet.
Darry...
Hurry up! You're gonna be late.
Darry, did you...did you hear about that juvenile court thing?
Yeah, the cops told me last night.
Two-Bit: Hey, after we stomp the Socs real good, me and Steve are gonna throw a party and everyone's gonna get ripped!
Where you gonna get the dough?
I'll think of something.
Hey, Two-Bit, Mickey's on TV.
Darry: Pony? Pony?
(Door slams shut)
You know, I hate to leave you here by yourself.
Maybe I ought to take the day off.
I'll be OK. I've stayed by myself plenty of times.
Besides, we can't afford it.
Yeah, but I really ought to stay.
Don't worry. I'll baby-sit him.
Steve: Hey, why don't you get a job? Ever think of getting a job, Two-Bit?
Darrel: Hey, Soda, come on! We gotta get to work!
I gotta quit smoking, or I won't make track next year.
Darry: Hey, y'all, do up the dishes.
I'm gonna cut off your hair.
Darrel: Lay off!
Yeah, Two-Bit, lay off.
He ain't looking so good.
Lazy bum!
Pony...
You smoke more than a pack today, and I'll skin you. You understand?
Yeah.
If you carry more than one bundle of roofing at a time today, me and Soda here will skin you, understand?
Hey, say hi to Johnny.
All right.
See you later, Pony.
OK.
(Dogs barking)
Pony: We gotta clean up the house.
The cops and reporters are gonna come by.
And besides it's time for the people from the state to check on us.
sh**t, this house ain't messy. You ought to see my house.
I have, and if you had the sense of a billy goat, you'd clean your house up, instead of bumming around ours.
sh**t, kid! If I ever did that, my mum would die of shock.
(Loud music from TV)
(♪ ELVIS PRESLEY: "When It Rains, It Really Pours"
♪ You know what it takes, you got it, baby... ♪
I would drive, but the brakes went out on my car.
Almost k*lled me and Kathy the other night.
You ought to meet her brother. Now, there's a hood.
Boy, he's so greasy, he glides when he walks.
He goes to the barber shop for an oil change, not a haircut!
(Chuckles)
♪ About my troubles, troubles, troubles ♪
♪ When it rains, it really pours...♪
Stay close.
What do they want?
I don't know.
How many guys were in the car?
There were five. Come on. Let's hurry up inside.
Let's see what they want.
Why do you want to see what they want?
Just stay here.
No jabs before the rumble. You know the rules, ape face.
We know. I wanna talk to you.
Go ahead. I'll keep my eye on him.
Randy: Come on.
Speaking of the rumble, pal...
I read about you in the paper. How come?
I don't know. I felt like playing the superhero.
I wouldn't have.
You wouldn't have what?
I would have let those kids burn to death.
You might not have. You might have done the same thing.
I don't know.
I just don't know anything any more, I guess.
I never would have believed a Greaser could pull something like that.
A Greaser didn't have nothing to do with it.
Check out their pants! (Laughs)
Do you wanna talk inside?
Are you boys waiting for a flood?
(Laughter)
I hear they stamp your face into gorilla cookies.
You're funny (!)
Oh, yeah?
I couldn't tell this to anyone else.
My friends, they'd think I was off my rocker.
That friend of yours, the one that got b*rned, he might die.
Yeah.
And tonight, people will get hurt at the rumble. Maybe k*lled, right?
You can't win. You know that, don't you?
It doesn't matter if you whip us, you'll still be where you were before - at the bottom.
We'll still be the lucky ones at the top with all the breaks.
It doesn't matter.
The Greasers will still be Greasers, and the Socs will still be Socs.
It doesn't matter.
Anyway, thanks, Greaser.
Hey, I didn't mean that. I meant, thanks, kid.
It's been nice talking to you, Randy. My name's Ponyboy.
(Horn honks)
You're real funny, Two-Bit(!) Come on, Let's go.
Now get the hell out of here.
See you at the rumble.
We're gonna kick some ass tonight.
So what did Mr. Super Soc have to say?
He ain't a Soc.
Just a guy that wanted to talk, that's all.
Take care.
See you later. Take it easy.
Take it easy! (Laughs)
Woman: Well, I wanna see this doctor!
Nurse, Nurse, it's all right. You can go in, boys.
He's been asking for you. It can't hurt.
The doctor said you can go in. There's the room.
Hey, Johnny.
Johnny: Hey, y'all.
How are they treating you, kid?
Loo, got your picture in the paper here for...being a hero.
Look at that.
Yeah, that's tough enough, huh?
Guess you can look at it later.
Do you want anything?
A book, man.
Can y'all get me another one?
I think he wants a copy of Gone With The Wind, so I can read it to him.
Would you mind going downstairs and getting one?
They got a gift shop downstairs. I'll go get it.
So... I guess Dal's gonna be OK.
Me and Darry, we're getting along real good now.
(Groans)
Johnny, are you OK?
Oh, yeah. It just hurts sometimes.
Usually, it don't, cos I can't feel anything below the middle of my back.
Pretty bad off, ain't l, Ponyboy?
(Sobs) No. You're gonna be all right, kid.
You gotta be.
Couldn't get along without you.
I won't be able to walk again.
Huh?
Not even on crutches. Doc says I busted my back.
(Sniffs) You're gonna be fine.
I know you are.
You wanna know something, Ponyboy?
I used to talk about k*lling myself all the time.
Man, I don't wanna die now.
It ain't long enough. 1 6 years ain't gonna be long enough.
Hell, I wouldn't have minded so much, if there wasn't so much stuff I ain't done yet.
So many, so many damn things I ain't seen or nothing.
That time we were up in Windrixville...
Was the only time I've ever been away from our neighbourhood.
(Grunts)
Knock it off.
If you get too juiced up, the doc won't let us see you no more.
Johnny, your mother's here to see you.
I don't wanna see her.
It's your mother. She's here to see you.
I said I don't wanna see her.
She probably just wants to tell me how much trouble I'm causing.
Why don't you tell her to leave me al...
(Groans)
Two-Bit: What's the matter?
You can't see him now.
Pony, is he OK?
I don't know.
He's all right.
Make sure he gets this, all right?
OK.
Woman: I've got a right to see him! He's my son!
He'd rather see these no-good punks than his own mother! You scum!
No wonder he hates your guts!
You don't even care about him, you damn drunk!
You go straight to hell! You go right to hell!
You just...
Come on!
What's happened to your gown?
I threw it away.
Get out! Just get out! You make my stomach sick!
(Laughs)
How are you doing?
How are you doing, man?
Swiped you a gift, man.
It's good to see you guys, man. This place gives me the creeps.
I want out.
(Shuts door)
Tim Shepard dropped by.
Saw my picture in the paper and couldn't believe it didn't have "wanted d*ad or alive" written underneath it.
He started rubbing it in about the rumble, man.
I hate missing it.
You got a cigarette, Pone?
Thanks.
(Sighs)
How is he? How's Johnny doing, man?
Look, Dal, I don't know about stuff like this, but...but he didn't look too good.
He passed out cold before we left.
You still got that Kn*fe on you?
What?
The Kn*fe.
Give me it, will you?
(Kn*fe clicks)
Thank you.
You know, we gotta win that fight tonight.
We gotta get EVEN with those Socs!
Let's do it for Johnny, man. We'll do it for Johnny!
Are you OK, Pony?
Well, you feel kinda hot.
I'm OK.
Be a pal and don't tell Darry, OK, Two-Bit?
I'll take a bunch of aspirins when I get home.
All right.
Darry will k*ll me if he finds out you're sick, and you fight anyway.
Keep your trap shut, he won't find nothing out.
You know the only thing that keeps Darry from being a Soc is us?
Yeah, I know.
Come on, man.
Pony: Tonight... I don't like it one bit.
Something awful is gonna happen.
(Tyres screech)
We're gonna stomp ass on those Socs tonight.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Yeah.
(Chatting and shouting)
Ponyboy: Tough little kids, huh?
Two-Bit: Yeah. Future Greasers.
Ponyboy: Yeah!
Cherry: Ponyboy!
Hey, Two-Bit!
What's up with the big times?
(Sighs) No w*apon.
They play your way. It's a fair deal.
Are you sure about that?
Well, Randy told me. He knows for sure.
Good deal. Thanks, Cherry.
Ponyboy, wait a minute.
Come here. I wanna talk to you.
How's Johnny doing?
Not so good. Would you come up and see him?
No, I couldn't.
Why not?
I couldn't.
He k*lled Bob!
Maybe Bob asked for it.
I know he did.
(Sighs)
But you didn't know his other side. He could be real sweet.
He wasn't just any boy.
Bob had something that made him different.
Made people follow him. Maybe better than the crowd. You know what I mean?
That's OK. I don't want you to go see him.
We don't need your damn charity!
Ponyboy!
I wasn't trying to give you charity!
I only wanted to help.
I liked you from the start.
The way we talk ed.
Wouldn't you try to help me if you thought you could?
Can you see the sunset from the southside very good?
Yeah, real good.
You can see it from the northside, too.
(Chuckles)
Thanks, Ponyboy. You dig OK.
See you around.
Soda, when did you start shaving?
When I was 1 5.
When did, when did Darry?
When he was 1 3.
Why? Figuring on growing a beard for the rumble?
Oh, you're funny (!)
Maybe I'll send you into the Reader's Digest.
They pay a lot of money for funny things.
Let's go, then.
Forget it.
Come on. Come on, Soda.
You like fights, huh, Soda?
Yeah, I like fights, man.
You like fights, huh?
How come?
It's a contest.
It's like a drag race, or a dance or something.
Two-Bit: We're gonna b*at them Socs' heads in, ain't we?
When I get into a fight, I wanna stomp! I like it, too.
(Grunts)
Why do you like fights, Darry?
He likes to show off his muscles!
Hey, I'm gonna show 'em off on you, if you get any mouthier!
Hey, Pony...
I don't know if you ought to be in this rumble.
How come? I've always come through before, ain't l?
Yeah, but, you know, you was in shape before, and...
You know, you ain't looking so good. You're tensed up all the time.
Let him fight, man. Everyone's tensed up before a rumble.
It's skin against skin. He ain't gonna get hurt, is he?
Come on. I'll grab hold of little one.
We will need every man we can get, but... I don't know.
If it was with knives or chains, it'd be different.
I'll be OK.
All right, but you be careful, OK?
I will be.
How come you never worry about him so much?
Man, that's one kid brother I ain't gotta worry about.
This kid can use his head. At least for one thing, to grow hair on!
Get out!
(Shouting and cheering)
(Cheering and laughter)
All right! Yeah! Go, go, go!
Come on, come on, come on! What do you think?
Woo-hoo!
Come on! Come on!
Woo!
You and Ponyboy, if the fuzz show, b*at it out of there.
We'll get jailed, but you two will get the boys' home.
Know what I'm saying?
Ain't nobody gonna call the fuzz in this neighbourhood!
Hey!
All the same, you two b*at it out of there. Do you hear me?
Yeah, bro.
How are you doing, Tim?
Pretty good.
You and the quiet kid were the ones who k*lled the Soc, right?
Yeah.
Good going, kid.
Curly always said you were a good kid.
Curly's in the reformatory for the next six months.
(Chatting)
(Thunder rumbles)
(Chatting and laughter)
The odds are as even as we can get. You stay close to me, kid.
(Chatting)
Hello, Darrel. Long time no see.
Hello, Paul.
What's up?
They used to buddy around together, play football.
I'll take you.
You know, a rumble ain't a rumble without me!
(Shouting)
(Screams)
(Shouting)
Darrel: Ponyboy!
Darrel: Ponyboy!
(Howling)
(Shouting)
What are you guys doing?
Let's get out of here!
Ponyboy, are you OK?
(Cheering)
Are you OK? Come on.
(Cheering)
Woo! Yeah!
(Siren wails)
W-w-wait. Act sick. I'll pretend like I'm taking you to the hospital.
You've got to have a good reason for driving like that.
Uh, the kid fell off his motorcycle. I'm taking him to the hospital.
(Groans)
How bad is he?
I don't know, man.
Do I look like a doctor? He looks pretty bad to me.
Follow me.
All right.
Sucker!
(Siren wails)
Man.
I was crazy. You know that, kid?
I was crazy about wanting Johnny to stay out of trouble, man.
If he was smart like me, he wouldn't have been in this mess.
If he was smart like me, he wouldn't have ran in that church!
You better wise up, Pony, man. You just better wise up, man.
You get tough like me, and you don't get hurt!
Watch out for yourself, and nothing can touch you, man!
Hey.
Hey, Johnny.
We b*at the Socs, man.
We chased them right out of our neighbourhood.
Go on.
It's useless.
Huh?
Fighting ain't no good.
You know, they're still writing editorials about you in the papers, about you being a hero.
We're all proud of you, buddy. It's gonna be all right.
Ponyboy...
(Whispers) Ponyboy...
S-s-s...
Stay gold, Ponyboy.
(Whispers) Stay gold.
Johnny, come on.
S-so, this is what you get, huh?
This is what you get for helping people?
You punk!
Come on, Johnny! Don't die!
Come on.
Come on, Johnny. Don't die on me now.
Please.
(Sobs)
Bastards!
(Sobs)
Hey, you, you're not allowed here.
I'm allowed anywhere I want.
(Cocks g*n)
You're out of your mind.
Why do you bother helping people? It doesn't do any good!
Well, it makes me look kinda...kinda tough.
What do you think, Soda? Do you think it makes me look tough?
I think it makes you look different.
That guy had sharp teeth.
What do you mean by "different"?
You got a hole in your mouth.
(Door slams shut)
Darrel: Hey, where you been?
Hey, Pony, what..? What's wrong?
Johnny's d*ad.
I told him about b*ating the Socs.
I don't know...He just d*ed. Told me to "stay gold."
Hey, Pony.
Dally's gone.
He couldn't take it. He's gonna blow.
(Assistant clears throat)
(Clears throat)
Do you wanna buy one of those, son?
You tear those up, you have to pay for 'em. Don't do that.
You know, you gotta pay for that magazine.
Oh, God. Don't sh**t.
Give me the money. Give me the money!
I'm so sick of you punks.
Take it and get out of here!
Steve: 'Yeah?'
Hello, Darrel?
'No, it's Steve. Dally?'
Steve, I want to talk to Darry.
'Yeah, sure.'
Hello?
'All right, Darry, listen.'
Yeah?
'I robbed a store. The cops are looking for me.
Can you meet me in the park?
'Sure, Dal. Are you all right?'
Yeah. Johnny's d*ad.
'We know.'
'Johnny...'
Meet me in the park, will you?
'Hang on. We'll be right there.'
That was Dally. The cops are after him. We gotta hide him.
(Tyres screech)
(Sirens wail)
You're never gonna get me alive!
Policeman: Drop it!
It's not loaded! Don't!
Stop!
Ponyboy: It's not loaded!
(g*n)
Ponyboy: No! No!
Darrel: He's just a kid!
Ponyboy: No!
Pony?
You stupid idiot!
You stupid freak!
Ponyboy: Johnny and Dallas both...
Soda?
Yeah?
Is somebody sick?
Yeah, somebody's sick.
Quiet.
Ponyboy: He tried to drown me.
Cherry: I could have made it simpler for the fight not to have happened in the first place.
Sure. Your name is Sherry? But your nickname is Cherry?
Yes.
Randy: You know, to teach 'em a lesson.
Yes, there was an argument because my boyfriend showed up, and...well, he was upset that we were with the other boys.
They chased us and caught us.
It was Bob and I.
They threw me in the fountain and tried to drown me.
Just to go looking for 'em.
Gonna b*at up Johnny Cade.
You know, teach 'em a lesson.
I could have made it simpler for the fight not to have happened in the first place.
Cherry: I could have made it simpler for the fight not to have happened in the first place.
(Clock ticks)
Defendant not guilty.
At this time, I will place him in the custody of his older brother, Darrel.
This court is adjourned.
(Cheering)
(School bell rings)
(Sighs)
Hey, Ponyboy?
Oh, hi, Mr. Simms.
I gotta talk to you about your grade.
Yeah, I know I'm doing lousy.
Frankly, you're flunking.
But, I'll tell you what, taking into consideration the circumstances, you come up with a good semester theme, I'll pass you with a C.
Should it be some kind of research paper?
Personal experience will do it.
Great! My first trip to the zoo!
With your brains and grades, man, you could get a scholarship.
And we could put you through college. Isn't that right, Soda?
You live in a vacuum, Pony, and you're gonna have to cut it out.
There's no stop living, cos you lose somebody.
I thought you knew that.
You don't like the way I'm running things, you can get out, all right?
You'd like me to just get out! But it's not that easy, is it, Soda?
g*dd*mn, you guys! Leave me out of it!
What's wrong with you?
Run on! I'll be right behind you.
OK!
g*dd*mn it, Ponyboy.
You should have gone out for football instead of track.
Where you think you're going?
I don't know, man!
Just, like, sometimes I have to get out.
It's like I'm a middleman in a tug-of-w*r between you guys.
I don't know. I can't take sides.
Ponyboy...
Darry could have put you in a boys' home.
Worked his way through college.
I'm telling you true, Pony.
You don't wanna be like me, anyway.
Cos I'm happy working in a gas station.
You'd never be happy doing something like that.
Darry...
You guys stop yelling at him for every little thing that he does, man.
He feels things different than you.
It's bad enough having to listen to you.
But when you start trying to get me to take sides...
We're all we got left now.
If we don't have each other... you end up like Dallas.
And I don't mean d*ad either. I mean, how he was before.
So, please.
Don't fight any more.
Please.
Sure. Sure, little buddy. We ain't gonna fight no more.
Ponyboy...
Pone.
Now, don't you start bawling, too, Pony.
One bawling baby in this family is enough.
I ain't crying.
Let's go home. I'm cold.
Ponyboy, I asked the nurse to give you this book, so you could finish it.
It was worth saving those kids. Their lives are worth more than mine.
They have more to live for.
Tell Dally I think it's worth it.
I'm gonna miss you guys.
I've been thinking about it, and that poem, that guy that wrote it.
He meant you're gold when you're a kid. Like green.
When you're a kid everything's new.
Dawn.
Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That's gold.
Keep it that way. It's a good way to be.
I want you to ask Dally to look at one.
I don't think he's ever seen a sunset.
There's still lots of good in the world.
Tell Dally. I don't think he knows.
Your buddy, Johnny.
'When I stepped out into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind. Paul Newman and a ride home.'
(♪ STEVIE WONDER: "Stay Gold")
♪ Seize upon that moment long ago ♪
♪ One breath away and there you will be ♪
♪ So young and carefree ♪
♪ Again you will see ♪
♪ That place in time ♪
♪ So gold ♪
♪ Still away into that way back when ♪
♪ You thought that all would last for ever ♪
♪ But like the weather ♪
♪ Nothing can ever and be in time ♪
♪ Stay gold ♪
♪ But can it be when we can see ♪
♪ So vividly a memory ♪
♪ And "yes" you say ♪
♪ So must the day too fade away ♪
♪ And leave a ray of sun ♪
♪ So gold ♪
♪ Life is but a twinkling of an eye ♪
♪ Yet filled with sorrow and compassion ♪
♪ Though not imagined ♪
♪ All things that happen ♪
♪ Will age too old ♪
♪ Though gold ♪
♪ Gold, gold, though gold ♪
(Music continues)
(Music fades out)
(♪ Rock'n'roll music fades in)
(Music fades out)
(Dogs barking)
Hi, Tim.
Hi, kid.
Can I get you some breakfast or something?
No.
Thanks for letting me use your couch.
Sure. Any time.
(Whistles)
Anybody home?
Yeah, in here. Don't slam the door.
(Door slams shut)
Ponyboy, hey! (Laughs)
What you doing? Look what you did!
Whoa!
You made me ruin my eggs, drop my spoon.
Look at the blond-headed monkey!
I wouldn't have believed it, if I hadn't seen it in the paper.
Tell me, Ponyboy, what's it like being a hero, huh?
A what?
A hero, man. You know, like a, like a big-shotie.
Beer for breakfast, Two-Bit?
What I like is the "turn hero" bit.
They're charging Johnny with manslaughter?
What do they mean, "if he recovers"?
Them kids, they'd have b*rned to death, if it hadn't been for you.
Dallas will be mad when he hears they didn't mention his police record.
It's all about us.
Darry, me and Soda.
Not a thing about putting me and Soda in a boys' home?
No way!
No, they ain't putting me in a boys' home!
Oh, hell, Ponyboy, they don't do that to heroes.
Where is Soda and Super-Dope, anyhow?
Whoa! Morning!
Shut the door!
(Grunts) The what?
All brawn and no brains.
Darry, have you seen my D X shirt?
You gotta wear pants, too, buddy. I think there's a law about that.
How about my jeans?
I ironed 'em. They're in my closet.
Darry...
Hurry up! You're gonna be late.
Darry, did you...did you hear about that juvenile court thing?
Yeah, the cops told me last night.
Two-Bit: Hey, after we stomp the Socs real good, me and Steve are gonna throw a party and everyone's gonna get ripped!
Where you gonna get the dough?
I'll think of something.
Hey, Two-Bit, Mickey's on TV.
Darry: Pony? Pony?
(Door slams shut)
You know, I hate to leave you here by yourself.
Maybe I ought to take the day off.
I'll be OK. I've stayed by myself plenty of times.
Besides, we can't afford it.
Yeah, but I really ought to stay.
Don't worry. I'll baby-sit him.
Steve: Hey, why don't you get a job? Ever think of getting a job, Two-Bit?
Darrel: Hey, Soda, come on! We gotta get to work!
I gotta quit smoking, or I won't make track next year.
Darry: Hey, y'all, do up the dishes.
I'm gonna cut off your hair.
Darrel: Lay off!
Yeah, Two-Bit, lay off.
He ain't looking so good.
Lazy bum!
Pony...
You smoke more than a pack today, and I'll skin you. You understand?
Yeah.
If you carry more than one bundle of roofing at a time today, me and Soda here will skin you, understand?
Hey, say hi to Johnny.
All right.
See you later, Pony.
OK.
(Dogs barking)
Pony: We gotta clean up the house.
The cops and reporters are gonna come by.
And besides it's time for the people from the state to check on us.
sh**t, this house ain't messy. You ought to see my house.
I have, and if you had the sense of a billy goat, you'd clean your house up, instead of bumming around ours.
sh**t, kid! If I ever did that, my mum would die of shock.
(Loud music from TV)
(♪ ELVIS PRESLEY: "When It Rains, It Really Pours"
♪ You know what it takes, you got it, baby... ♪
I would drive, but the brakes went out on my car.
Almost k*lled me and Kathy the other night.
You ought to meet her brother. Now, there's a hood.
Boy, he's so greasy, he glides when he walks.
He goes to the barber shop for an oil change, not a haircut!
(Chuckles)
♪ About my troubles, troubles, troubles ♪
♪ When it rains, it really pours...♪
Stay close.
What do they want?
I don't know.
How many guys were in the car?
There were five. Come on. Let's hurry up inside.
Let's see what they want.
Why do you want to see what they want?
Just stay here.
No jabs before the rumble. You know the rules, ape face.
We know. I wanna talk to you.
Go ahead. I'll keep my eye on him.
Randy: Come on.
Speaking of the rumble, pal...
I read about you in the paper. How come?
I don't know. I felt like playing the superhero.
I wouldn't have.
You wouldn't have what?
I would have let those kids burn to death.
You might not have. You might have done the same thing.
I don't know.
I just don't know anything any more, I guess.
I never would have believed a Greaser could pull something like that.
A Greaser didn't have nothing to do with it.
Check out their pants! (Laughs)
Do you wanna talk inside?
Are you boys waiting for a flood?
(Laughter)
I hear they stamp your face into gorilla cookies.
You're funny (!)
Oh, yeah?
I couldn't tell this to anyone else.
My friends, they'd think I was off my rocker.
That friend of yours, the one that got b*rned, he might die.
Yeah.
And tonight, people will get hurt at the rumble. Maybe k*lled, right?
You can't win. You know that, don't you?
It doesn't matter if you whip us, you'll still be where you were before - at the bottom.
We'll still be the lucky ones at the top with all the breaks.
It doesn't matter.
The Greasers will still be Greasers, and the Socs will still be Socs.
It doesn't matter.
Anyway, thanks, Greaser.
Hey, I didn't mean that. I meant, thanks, kid.
It's been nice talking to you, Randy. My name's Ponyboy.
(Horn honks)
You're real funny, Two-Bit(!) Come on, Let's go.
Now get the hell out of here.
See you at the rumble.
We're gonna kick some ass tonight.
So what did Mr. Super Soc have to say?
He ain't a Soc.
Just a guy that wanted to talk, that's all.
Take care.
See you later. Take it easy.
Take it easy! (Laughs)
Woman: Well, I wanna see this doctor!
Nurse, Nurse, it's all right. You can go in, boys.
He's been asking for you. It can't hurt.
The doctor said you can go in. There's the room.
Hey, Johnny.
Johnny: Hey, y'all.
How are they treating you, kid?
Loo, got your picture in the paper here for...being a hero.
Look at that.
Yeah, that's tough enough, huh?
Guess you can look at it later.
Do you want anything?
A book, man.
Can y'all get me another one?
I think he wants a copy of Gone With The Wind, so I can read it to him.
Would you mind going downstairs and getting one?
They got a gift shop downstairs. I'll go get it.
So... I guess Dal's gonna be OK.
Me and Darry, we're getting along real good now.
(Groans)
Johnny, are you OK?
Oh, yeah. It just hurts sometimes.
Usually, it don't, cos I can't feel anything below the middle of my back.
Pretty bad off, ain't l, Ponyboy?
(Sobs) No. You're gonna be all right, kid.
You gotta be.
Couldn't get along without you.
I won't be able to walk again.
Huh?
Not even on crutches. Doc says I busted my back.
(Sniffs) You're gonna be fine.
I know you are.
You wanna know something, Ponyboy?
I used to talk about k*lling myself all the time.
Man, I don't wanna die now.
It ain't long enough. 1 6 years ain't gonna be long enough.
Hell, I wouldn't have minded so much, if there wasn't so much stuff I ain't done yet.
So many, so many damn things I ain't seen or nothing.
That time we were up in Windrixville...
Was the only time I've ever been away from our neighbourhood.
(Grunts)
Knock it off.
If you get too juiced up, the doc won't let us see you no more.
Johnny, your mother's here to see you.
I don't wanna see her.
It's your mother. She's here to see you.
I said I don't wanna see her.
She probably just wants to tell me how much trouble I'm causing.
Why don't you tell her to leave me al...
(Groans)
Two-Bit: What's the matter?
You can't see him now.
Pony, is he OK?
I don't know.
He's all right.
Make sure he gets this, all right?
OK.
Woman: I've got a right to see him! He's my son!
He'd rather see these no-good punks than his own mother! You scum!
No wonder he hates your guts!
You don't even care about him, you damn drunk!
You go straight to hell! You go right to hell!
You just...
Come on!
What's happened to your gown?
I threw it away.
Get out! Just get out! You make my stomach sick!
(Laughs)
How are you doing?
How are you doing, man?
Swiped you a gift, man.
It's good to see you guys, man. This place gives me the creeps.
I want out.
(Shuts door)
Tim Shepard dropped by.
Saw my picture in the paper and couldn't believe it didn't have "wanted d*ad or alive" written underneath it.
He started rubbing it in about the rumble, man.
I hate missing it.
You got a cigarette, Pone?
Thanks.
(Sighs)
How is he? How's Johnny doing, man?
Look, Dal, I don't know about stuff like this, but...but he didn't look too good.
He passed out cold before we left.
You still got that Kn*fe on you?
What?
The Kn*fe.
Give me it, will you?
(Kn*fe clicks)
Thank you.
You know, we gotta win that fight tonight.
We gotta get EVEN with those Socs!
Let's do it for Johnny, man. We'll do it for Johnny!
Are you OK, Pony?
Well, you feel kinda hot.
I'm OK.
Be a pal and don't tell Darry, OK, Two-Bit?
I'll take a bunch of aspirins when I get home.
All right.
Darry will k*ll me if he finds out you're sick, and you fight anyway.
Keep your trap shut, he won't find nothing out.
You know the only thing that keeps Darry from being a Soc is us?
Yeah, I know.
Come on, man.
Pony: Tonight... I don't like it one bit.
Something awful is gonna happen.
(Tyres screech)
We're gonna stomp ass on those Socs tonight.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Yeah.
(Chatting and shouting)
Ponyboy: Tough little kids, huh?
Two-Bit: Yeah. Future Greasers.
Ponyboy: Yeah!
Cherry: Ponyboy!
Hey, Two-Bit!
What's up with the big times?
(Sighs) No w*apon.
They play your way. It's a fair deal.
Are you sure about that?
Well, Randy told me. He knows for sure.
Good deal. Thanks, Cherry.
Ponyboy, wait a minute.
Come here. I wanna talk to you.
How's Johnny doing?
Not so good. Would you come up and see him?
No, I couldn't.
Why not?
I couldn't.
He k*lled Bob!
Maybe Bob asked for it.
I know he did.
(Sighs)
But you didn't know his other side. He could be real sweet.
He wasn't just any boy.
Bob had something that made him different.
Made people follow him. Maybe better than the crowd. You know what I mean?
That's OK. I don't want you to go see him.
We don't need your damn charity!
Ponyboy!
I wasn't trying to give you charity!
I only wanted to help.
I liked you from the start.
The way we talk ed.
Wouldn't you try to help me if you thought you could?
Can you see the sunset from the southside very good?
Yeah, real good.
You can see it from the northside, too.
(Chuckles)
Thanks, Ponyboy. You dig OK.
See you around.
Soda, when did you start shaving?
When I was 1 5.
When did, when did Darry?
When he was 1 3.
Why? Figuring on growing a beard for the rumble?
Oh, you're funny (!)
Maybe I'll send you into the Reader's Digest.
They pay a lot of money for funny things.
Let's go, then.
Forget it.
Come on. Come on, Soda.
You like fights, huh, Soda?
Yeah, I like fights, man.
You like fights, huh?
How come?
It's a contest.
It's like a drag race, or a dance or something.
Two-Bit: We're gonna b*at them Socs' heads in, ain't we?
When I get into a fight, I wanna stomp! I like it, too.
(Grunts)
Why do you like fights, Darry?
He likes to show off his muscles!
Hey, I'm gonna show 'em off on you, if you get any mouthier!
Hey, Pony...
I don't know if you ought to be in this rumble.
How come? I've always come through before, ain't l?
Yeah, but, you know, you was in shape before, and...
You know, you ain't looking so good. You're tensed up all the time.
Let him fight, man. Everyone's tensed up before a rumble.
It's skin against skin. He ain't gonna get hurt, is he?
Come on. I'll grab hold of little one.
We will need every man we can get, but... I don't know.
If it was with knives or chains, it'd be different.
I'll be OK.
All right, but you be careful, OK?
I will be.
How come you never worry about him so much?
Man, that's one kid brother I ain't gotta worry about.
This kid can use his head. At least for one thing, to grow hair on!
Get out!
(Shouting and cheering)
(Cheering and laughter)
All right! Yeah! Go, go, go!
Come on, come on, come on! What do you think?
Woo-hoo!
Come on! Come on!
Woo!
You and Ponyboy, if the fuzz show, b*at it out of there.
We'll get jailed, but you two will get the boys' home.
Know what I'm saying?
Ain't nobody gonna call the fuzz in this neighbourhood!
Hey!
All the same, you two b*at it out of there. Do you hear me?
Yeah, bro.
How are you doing, Tim?
Pretty good.
You and the quiet kid were the ones who k*lled the Soc, right?
Yeah.
Good going, kid.
Curly always said you were a good kid.
Curly's in the reformatory for the next six months.
(Chatting)
(Thunder rumbles)
(Chatting and laughter)
The odds are as even as we can get. You stay close to me, kid.
(Chatting)
Hello, Darrel. Long time no see.
Hello, Paul.
What's up?
They used to buddy around together, play football.
I'll take you.
You know, a rumble ain't a rumble without me!
(Shouting)
(Screams)
(Shouting)
Darrel: Ponyboy!
Darrel: Ponyboy!
(Howling)
(Shouting)
What are you guys doing?
Let's get out of here!
Ponyboy, are you OK?
(Cheering)
Are you OK? Come on.
(Cheering)
Woo! Yeah!
(Siren wails)
W-w-wait. Act sick. I'll pretend like I'm taking you to the hospital.
You've got to have a good reason for driving like that.
Uh, the kid fell off his motorcycle. I'm taking him to the hospital.
(Groans)
How bad is he?
I don't know, man.
Do I look like a doctor? He looks pretty bad to me.
Follow me.
All right.
Sucker!
(Siren wails)
Man.
I was crazy. You know that, kid?
I was crazy about wanting Johnny to stay out of trouble, man.
If he was smart like me, he wouldn't have been in this mess.
If he was smart like me, he wouldn't have ran in that church!
You better wise up, Pony, man. You just better wise up, man.
You get tough like me, and you don't get hurt!
Watch out for yourself, and nothing can touch you, man!
Hey.
Hey, Johnny.
We b*at the Socs, man.
We chased them right out of our neighbourhood.
Go on.
It's useless.
Huh?
Fighting ain't no good.
You know, they're still writing editorials about you in the papers, about you being a hero.
We're all proud of you, buddy. It's gonna be all right.
Ponyboy...
(Whispers) Ponyboy...
S-s-s...
Stay gold, Ponyboy.
(Whispers) Stay gold.
Johnny, come on.
S-so, this is what you get, huh?
This is what you get for helping people?
You punk!
Come on, Johnny! Don't die!
Come on.
Come on, Johnny. Don't die on me now.
Please.
(Sobs)
Bastards!
(Sobs)
Hey, you, you're not allowed here.
I'm allowed anywhere I want.
(Cocks g*n)
You're out of your mind.
Why do you bother helping people? It doesn't do any good!
Well, it makes me look kinda...kinda tough.
What do you think, Soda? Do you think it makes me look tough?
I think it makes you look different.
That guy had sharp teeth.
What do you mean by "different"?
You got a hole in your mouth.
(Door slams shut)
Darrel: Hey, where you been?
Hey, Pony, what..? What's wrong?
Johnny's d*ad.
I told him about b*ating the Socs.
I don't know...He just d*ed. Told me to "stay gold."
Hey, Pony.
Dally's gone.
He couldn't take it. He's gonna blow.
(Assistant clears throat)
(Clears throat)
Do you wanna buy one of those, son?
You tear those up, you have to pay for 'em. Don't do that.
You know, you gotta pay for that magazine.
Oh, God. Don't sh**t.
Give me the money. Give me the money!
I'm so sick of you punks.
Take it and get out of here!
Steve: 'Yeah?'
Hello, Darrel?
'No, it's Steve. Dally?'
Steve, I want to talk to Darry.
'Yeah, sure.'
Hello?
'All right, Darry, listen.'
Yeah?
'I robbed a store. The cops are looking for me.
Can you meet me in the park?
'Sure, Dal. Are you all right?'
Yeah. Johnny's d*ad.
'We know.'
'Johnny...'
Meet me in the park, will you?
'Hang on. We'll be right there.'
That was Dally. The cops are after him. We gotta hide him.
(Tyres screech)
(Sirens wail)
You're never gonna get me alive!
Policeman: Drop it!
It's not loaded! Don't!
Stop!
Ponyboy: It's not loaded!
(g*n)
Ponyboy: No! No!
Darrel: He's just a kid!
Ponyboy: No!
Pony?
You stupid idiot!
You stupid freak!
Ponyboy: Johnny and Dallas both...
Soda?
Yeah?
Is somebody sick?
Yeah, somebody's sick.
Quiet.
Ponyboy: He tried to drown me.
Cherry: I could have made it simpler for the fight not to have happened in the first place.
Sure. Your name is Sherry? But your nickname is Cherry?
Yes.
Randy: You know, to teach 'em a lesson.
Yes, there was an argument because my boyfriend showed up, and...well, he was upset that we were with the other boys.
They chased us and caught us.
It was Bob and I.
They threw me in the fountain and tried to drown me.
Just to go looking for 'em.
Gonna b*at up Johnny Cade.
You know, teach 'em a lesson.
I could have made it simpler for the fight not to have happened in the first place.
Cherry: I could have made it simpler for the fight not to have happened in the first place.
(Clock ticks)
Defendant not guilty.
At this time, I will place him in the custody of his older brother, Darrel.
This court is adjourned.
(Cheering)
(School bell rings)
(Sighs)
Hey, Ponyboy?
Oh, hi, Mr. Simms.
I gotta talk to you about your grade.
Yeah, I know I'm doing lousy.
Frankly, you're flunking.
But, I'll tell you what, taking into consideration the circumstances, you come up with a good semester theme, I'll pass you with a C.
Should it be some kind of research paper?
Personal experience will do it.
Great! My first trip to the zoo!
With your brains and grades, man, you could get a scholarship.
And we could put you through college. Isn't that right, Soda?
You live in a vacuum, Pony, and you're gonna have to cut it out.
There's no stop living, cos you lose somebody.
I thought you knew that.
You don't like the way I'm running things, you can get out, all right?
You'd like me to just get out! But it's not that easy, is it, Soda?
g*dd*mn, you guys! Leave me out of it!
What's wrong with you?
Run on! I'll be right behind you.
OK!
g*dd*mn it, Ponyboy.
You should have gone out for football instead of track.
Where you think you're going?
I don't know, man!
Just, like, sometimes I have to get out.
It's like I'm a middleman in a tug-of-w*r between you guys.
I don't know. I can't take sides.
Ponyboy...
Darry could have put you in a boys' home.
Worked his way through college.
I'm telling you true, Pony.
You don't wanna be like me, anyway.
Cos I'm happy working in a gas station.
You'd never be happy doing something like that.
Darry...
You guys stop yelling at him for every little thing that he does, man.
He feels things different than you.
It's bad enough having to listen to you.
But when you start trying to get me to take sides...
We're all we got left now.
If we don't have each other... you end up like Dallas.
And I don't mean d*ad either. I mean, how he was before.
So, please.
Don't fight any more.
Please.
Sure. Sure, little buddy. We ain't gonna fight no more.
Ponyboy...
Pone.
Now, don't you start bawling, too, Pony.
One bawling baby in this family is enough.
I ain't crying.
Let's go home. I'm cold.
Ponyboy, I asked the nurse to give you this book, so you could finish it.
It was worth saving those kids. Their lives are worth more than mine.
They have more to live for.
Tell Dally I think it's worth it.
I'm gonna miss you guys.
I've been thinking about it, and that poem, that guy that wrote it.
He meant you're gold when you're a kid. Like green.
When you're a kid everything's new.
Dawn.
Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That's gold.
Keep it that way. It's a good way to be.
I want you to ask Dally to look at one.
I don't think he's ever seen a sunset.
There's still lots of good in the world.
Tell Dally. I don't think he knows.
Your buddy, Johnny.
'When I stepped out into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind. Paul Newman and a ride home.'
(♪ STEVIE WONDER: "Stay Gold")
♪ Seize upon that moment long ago ♪
♪ One breath away and there you will be ♪
♪ So young and carefree ♪
♪ Again you will see ♪
♪ That place in time ♪
♪ So gold ♪
♪ Still away into that way back when ♪
♪ You thought that all would last for ever ♪
♪ But like the weather ♪
♪ Nothing can ever and be in time ♪
♪ Stay gold ♪
♪ But can it be when we can see ♪
♪ So vividly a memory ♪
♪ And "yes" you say ♪
♪ So must the day too fade away ♪
♪ And leave a ray of sun ♪
♪ So gold ♪
♪ Life is but a twinkling of an eye ♪
♪ Yet filled with sorrow and compassion ♪
♪ Though not imagined ♪
♪ All things that happen ♪
♪ Will age too old ♪
♪ Though gold ♪
♪ Gold, gold, though gold ♪
(Music continues)
(Music fades out)
(♪ Rock'n'roll music fades in)
(Music fades out)
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