[Ponyboy comes home]
Randy: 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. And we'll still be the lucky ones at the top with all the breaks. It doesn't matter. Greasers will still be greasers and socs will still be socs. It doesn't matter.
Cherry: I hope I never see Dallas Winston again. If I do I'd... probably fall in love with him.
Two Bit: Shoot, this house ain't dirty. You ought to see
Ponyboy: Nature's first green is gold / her hardest hue to hold / her early leaves a flower / but only so an hour / then leaf sudsides to leaf / so Eden sank to grief / so dawn goes down to day / nothing gold can stay.
Johnny: Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold.
Two Bit: Look at the blonde-headed monkey!
Ponyboy: Is the guy coming?
Steve: Hate to tell you this buddy, but you have to wear clothes to work. There's a law or something.
Dallas: You think my old man gives a hang if I'm dead in a car wreck or drunk or in jail or something, he doesn't care but that doesn't bother me. You're not going anywhere.
Ponyboy: The police talking about putting me and Soda
in a boys home: No way! They ain't putting me in no boys' home.
Greaser in Concession Stand: Let's take it outside!
Cherry: Can't you leave us alone? BE NICE AND LEAVE US
Johnny: Leave her alone, Dal.
Ponyboy: I'm frezzing, man.
Dallas: Man, I thought New York was the only place to end up in a murder rap, Jesus Christ!
Two Bit: Hey, baby. You wanna see what's hanging?
[Dallas yells at a doctor after seeing Johnny die]
Dallas: Johnny, you don't know what a few months in jail can do to you, man. You get mean in jail, I just don't wanna see that happen to you like it happened to me, man. Understand?
Ponyboy: It's like the mist is what's pretty ya know,
all gold and silver.
[shooting at cops]
Johnny: I used to talk about killing myself all the time, man. But I don't wanna die now. It ain't long enough. Sixteen years ain't gonna be long enough. I wish there was so much stuff I never seen. So many damn things I ain't seen enough. That time we were at Windrixville was the only time I've ever been away from my neighborhood.
Darrel Curtis: Super what?
[The church is on fire]
Darrel Curtis: Pony, what's wrong?
Ponyboy: I don't think I could ever tell Steve or Two-Bit
about the sun or the clouds. Just you and Sodapop. Maybe Cherry Valance.
Bob Shelton: You guys know what greasers are? White trash
with long, greasy hair.
Steve: Beer for breakfast there, Two-Bit?
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