"But only so an hour
"Then leaf subsides to leaf
"So Eden sank to grief
"So dawn goes down to day
"Nothing gold can stay"
Where did you learn that? That's what I meant.
Robert Frost wrote it.
I always remembered it 'cause I never quite knew what he meant by it.
I never noticed colors, clouds and stuff until you kept reminding me about them.
It's like they were never there before.
I don't think I could ever tell Steve or Two-Bit...
or even Darry about the clouds and sunset.
Just you and Sodapop.
Maybe Cherry Valance.
- I guess we're different. - Shoot, yeah.
- Maybe they are. - Maybe you're right.
Hey, Blondie.
- Hey, Dallas. - Wake up.
- How have you been? - Johnny, rise and shine, man.
- How's Soda doing? - Hey, Dallas, how are you?
- Is he upset? - Are the fuzz after us?
Wait. One thing at a time. Are you guys hungry?
You want to get something to eat? I'm starving.
You're starving? Try bologna for four days.
You got a cancer stick, Johnny?
I got a special delivery for Ponyboy Curtis.
- For you, man. - Who's this from?
The President of the United States of America.
- Yeah, right. - I'm serious, man.
From your brother, Sodapop.
How did he know I was here?
I told him I didn't know where you were, but he didn't believe me.
He really wanted me to give that to you.
"Well, I guess you got into some trouble.
"Darry's awfully sorry he hit you.
"You know he didn't mean it.
"Dallas got hauled into the station and it scared us something awful.
"I wish you'd come back and turn yourselves in.
"We miss you.
"Say hi to Johnny for us. Sodapop Curtis."
What's going on with the cops? Did you hear anything?
How come you got hauled in?
Those boys down at the station know me by now.
While I was there, they kind of beat it out of me...
that you guys were headed for Texas.
They think you guys are in Texas.
Texas, man! God!
Look at this guy with his hair, man. I can't believe that.
Blondie, man.
I know I look lousy, but don't rub it in.
You guys want to get something to eat?
You better believe it. Let's get out of here.
Where did you get this car?
- It's Buck's. - Dal, don't.
I got it.
- What are you doing? - Don't, Dal!
Watch it!
I hope you're in the mood for barbeque.
- Jerk! - Are you trying to kill us?
Three barbeque sandwiches and three Cokes.
You guys really are hungry.
That kid you killed had plenty of friends.
It's all over town, "Soc against Grease."
- Look, I started carrying a heater. - Dal, you kill people with heaters.
Don't worry, it ain't loaded.
Hey, mister, do you have 15 cents?
No, I don't have any money, man.
- You sure? Do you have a dime? - Go away. We're busy here.
Could you go away?
Go away! Get out of here!
That was a close call.
Tim Shepard's gang and our outfit are gonna have it out with the Socs...
in a vacant lot tomorrow night.
- I didn't tell you we got a spy. - Spy, who?
Remember that good-Iooking broad I tried to pick up the night you wasted that kid?
What's her name?
Cherry something? The redhead?
- Cherry Valance. - Cherry the Soc. Yeah.
We were hanging out down at the vacant lot and she pulls up...
and we were all staring at her, right?
- I thought that took a lot of nerve. - Yeah.
She said that she'd testify that the Socs were drunk...
and they were the ones that were looking for the fight.
And you guys just fought back strictly on self-defense.
So, it's cool.
Man, that little broad sure does hate me.
I offered to take her over to the Dingo for a Coke, and she told me to go to hell.
So you think she might like me a little bit?
I think she's kind of cute.
What do they do for kicks around here? Play checkers or something?
This place is out of it.
- I've never been to the country before. - We're gonna turn ourselves in.
What?
I got a good chance of being let off easy.
It was self-defense. Pony and Cherry could testify to that.
We won't say that you helped us.
I'll give you back that gun, so you won't get in any trouble.
Are you sure this is what you want to do?
It ain't fair for Darry and Soda to worry about Ponyboy all the time.
- I guess my folks aren't worrying. - The boys are worried.
Two-Bit wanted to go to Texas to hunt for you.
- I asked if my parents asked about me. - No, they didn't ask about you.
Do 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 none.
Come on. You're not going anywhere.
I get you this hideout, I get you a hangout, a hideout.
And look at this. Now you want to split. This is terrific.
Johnny, you don't know what a few months in jail can do to you.
You get mean in jail. I just don't want to see it happen to you, like it did to me.
- What's going on? - I wonder how that started.
Where is he going?
Get over here!
Some of the children are missing.
I'm sure of it.
Get a hold of yourself.
Come back. Don't go in there, you'll get hurt.
Come here, man. Get over here.
You're gonna get him?
Move back before you get hurt.
What was that?
- Is that guy coming? - No.
- How come? Too scared? - No. Too fat.
Look, man, in here.
Hey, Dal, take this kid man, take him.
You okay?
Pony, take him, give him to Dal.
Get them and get out!
- Johnny! - Come on, Johnny!
Johnny, come on. Are you crazy?
You're burning!
Get him!
Jesus Christ! Stupid kid.
Help!
I'm coming, Johnny!
Johnny? Dallas?
They're all right. They're behind us.
They're in another ambulance.
You guys are three of the bravest kids I've seen in a long time.
Are you professional heroes or something?
We're Greasers.
- Are you kidding me? - No, I ain't kidding you.
Take me to town and you'll find out pretty fast.
You know, you shouldn't be smoking, son.
Why not?
Because you're a young man, that's why.
It's a bad habit to get into.
You're smoking.
I'm older than you. I've been smoking for a long time.
If you ever pull a stunt like that again, I'm gonna kill you.
Ponyboy.
Look at your tough hair.
Darry, I'm sorry.
I thought we lost you, like we did Mom and Dad.
You sure look funny.
Let's go, little brother.
We're home.
He's getting pretty big to be carried.
- Hi, Tim. - Hi, kid.
- Can I get you some breakfast? - Nope.
- Thanks for the use of your couch. - Sure.
Anytime.
- Anybody home? - In here. Don't slam the door.
Ponyboy Curtis!
What are you doing? Look what you did.
You made me ruin my eggs and 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?
- A what? - A hero, you know, like a big shot.
Beer for breakfast, Two-Bit?
I like the "turn hero" bit.
They're charging Johnny with manslaughter?
What do they mean, "if he recovers"?
It also says how you saved them kids.
How they'd have burned 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.
They're thinking about putting me and Soda in a boys' home?
No way. They ain't putting me in a boys' home.
They don't do that to heroes.
Where is Soda and Super-Dope, anyhow?
Super what?
All brawn, no brains.
Have you seen my D X shirt somewhere?
You have to wear pants, too. I think there's a law.
- How about my jeans? - I ironed them. They're in my closet.
Hurry up, you're gonna be late.
Did you hear about that juvenile court thing?
The cops told me last night.
Hey, I tell you what. 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.
Pony?
I hate to leave you here by yourself. Maybe I ought to take the day off.
I'll be okay. I've stayed by myself plenty of times.
Besides, we can't afford it.
- Yes, but I should stay. - Don't worry, I'll baby-sit him.
Why don't you get a job? You ever think of getting a job, Two-Bit?
Hey, Soda, come on. We gotta get to work.
I've gotta quit smoking, or I won't make track next year.
Hey, you do up the dishes.
- I'm gonna cut off your air. - Two-Bit, lay off.
- Yeah, Two-Bit, lay off. - He ain't looking so good.
Lazy bum!
You smoke more than a pack today and I'll skin you, you understand?
If you carry more than one bundle of roofing at a time today...
me and Soda here will skin you. Understand?
- Say hi to Johnny. - All right.
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 come and check on us.
This house ain't messy. You ought to see my house.
I have. If you had the sense of a billy goat...
you'd start cleaning your house instead of bumming around ours.
Shoot, kid. If I ever did that, my mom would die of shock.
I would drive, but the brakes went out on my car.
Almost killed me and Kathy the other night.
You ought to meet her brother. Now, there's a hood.
He's so greasy, he glides when he walks.
He goes to the barber shop for an oil change, not a haircut.
- Stay close. - What do they want?
- I don't know. How many were in the car? - Four or five.
Come on, let's hurry up inside.
Wait a minute. 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 want to talk to you.
Go ahead. I'll keep my eye on him.
Speaking of the rumble, pal...
I read about you in the paper. How come?
I don't know.
I felt like playing a superhero.
- I wouldn't have. - Wouldn't have what?
I would have let those little 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 anymore.
I never believed a Greaser could pull something like that.
Greaser didn't have nothing to do with it.
Check out their pants!
Want to talk inside?
Are you boys waiting for a flood?
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 or something.
That friend of yours, the one that got burned. He might die.
Yeah.
And tonight, people will get hurt at the rumble. Maybe even killed.
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.
Doesn't matter.
Greasers will still be Greasers, and Socs will still be Socs.
It doesn't matter.
Anyway, thanks, Greaser.
Hey, I didn't mean that. I meant, thanks, kid.
Been nice talking to you, Randy. My name's Ponyboy.
You're real funny, Two-Bit. Come on, let's go.
- Now, get the hell out of here. - See you at the rumble.
Sure gonna kick some ass tonight.
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.
Nurse, it's all right.
You can go in, boys. He's been asking for you.
It can't hurt.
You heard. The doctor said you can go in. There's the room.
- Hey, Johnny. - Hey, you all.
How they treating you, kid?
You got your picture in the paper here for being a hero.
Look at that.
Yeah, that's tough enough, huh?
I guess you can look at it later.
Do you want anything?
A book, man.
Can you 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?
No, they got a gift shop downstairs. I'll go get it.
I guess Dallas' gonna be okay.
Me and Darry, we're getting along real good now.
Johnny, are you okay?
Yeah. It just hurts sometimes.
Usually it don't, because I can't feel anything below the middle of my back.
Pretty bad off, ain't I, Ponyboy?
No. You're gonna be all right, kid.
You gotta be.
We couldn't get along without you.
I won't be able to walk again.
Not even on crutches. Doc says I busted my back.
You're gonna be fine.
I know you are.
You want to know something, Ponyboy?
I used to talk about killing myself all the time. Man, I don't want to die now.
It ain't long enough. Sixteen years ain't gonna be long enough.
Hell, I wouldn't mind it so much if there wasn't so much stuff I ain't done yet...
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 neighborhood.
Knock it off.
If you get too juiced up, the doc won't let us see you anymore.
Johnny, your mother is here to see you.
- I don't want to see her. - It's your mother, she's here to see you.
I said I don't want to see her.
She probably just wants to come...
and tell me about all the trouble I'm causing.
Why don't you tell her to leave me...
What's the matter with Johnny?
- You just can't see him now. - Pony, is he okay?
- I don't know. - He's all right.
- You make sure he gets this, all right? - Okay.
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're 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.
Just get off...
- What's happened to your gown? - I threw it away.
Get out! You make my stomach sick.
- How are you doing? - How are you doing, man?
Here, I swiped you a gift.
It's good to see you guys. This place gives me the creeps.
I want out.
Tim Shepard dropped by.
He saw my picture in the paper and couldn't believe...
it didn't have "Wanted Dead or Alive" written underneath it.
He started rubbing it in about the rumble.
I hate missing it.
You got a cigarette?
Thanks.
How is he? How's Johnny doing, man?
I don't know about stuff like this...
but he didn't look too good.
He passed out cold before we left.
You still got that knife on you?
- What? - The knife.
Give me it, will you?
Thank you.
We gotta win that fight tonight.
We gotta get even with those Socs.
Let's do it for Johnny. We'll do it for Johnny!
Are you okay, Pony?
You feel kind of hot.
I'm okay.
Be a pal and don't tell Darry, okay?
I'll take a bunch of aspirins when I get home.
All right.
But Darry'll kill me if he finds out you're sick and you go ahead and fight anyway.
Keep your trap shut, he won't find nothing out.
Do you know that the only thing that keeps Darry from being a Soc is us?
Yeah, I know.
Tonight. I don't like it one bit.
Something awful's gonna happen.
We're gonna stomp those Socs tonight. Everything's gonna be all right.
- Tough little kids, huh? - Yeah. Future Greasers.
Ponyboy.
Hey, Two-Bit.
What's up with the big-times?
No weapons.
They play your way. It's a fair deal.
You sure about that?
Randy told me. He knows for sure.
Good deal. Thanks, Cherry.
Ponyboy, wait a minute.
Come here, I want to 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 killed Bob.
Maybe Bob asked for it.
I know he did.
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 a little better than the crowd, you know what I mean?
I don't want you to go see him anyway. 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 talked.
Wouldn't you try to help me if you thought you could?
Can you see the sunset, from the South side very good?
Yeah. Real good.
You can see it from the North side, too.
Thanks, Ponyboy.
You dig okay.
See you around.
- Soda, when did you start shaving? - When I was 15.
- When did Darry? - When he was 13.
Why? You figuring on growing a beard for the rumble?
You're funny.
We ought to send you into Readers Digest.
I heard they pay a lot of money for funny things.
You like fights, huh, Soda?
Yeah, I like fights.
- How come? - It's a contest.
It's like a drag race, or a dance or something.
We're gonna beat them Socs' heads in, ain't we?
When I get into a fight, I want to stomp. I like it, too.
Why do you like fights?
He likes to show off his muscles.
I'm gonna show them off on you, little buddy, you get any mouthier.
I don't know if you ought to be in this rumble.
How come? I've always come through before, ain't I?
Yeah, but you was in shape before.
You ain't looking so good, you're tensed up all the time.
Come on, let him fight. 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 a little one.
We will need every man we can get, but I don't know.
If it was with knives or chains, it would be different.
I'll be okay.
All right, but you be careful.
I will.
How come you never worry about him so much?
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.
- What are you doing? - Let's go!
You and Ponyboy, if the fuzz show, beat it out of there.
We'll get jailed, but you two will get the boys' home. Understand?
Ain't nobody gonna call the fuzz in this neighborhood.
All the same, you two beat it out of there. Do you hear me?
How are you doing, Tim?
Pretty good.
You and the quiet kid were the ones that killed 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.
The odds are as even as we can get. You stay close to me, kid.
Hello, Darrel. Long time no see.
Hello, Paul.
What's up?
They used to buddy around together, play football.
I'll take you.
A rumble ain't a rumble without me!
Ponyboy, are you okay?
Are you okay? Come on.
Act sick, and I'll pretend like I'm taking you to the hospital.
You've got to have a good reason for driving like that. Where's the fire?
The kid fell off his motorcycle and I'm taking him to the hospital.
How bad is he?
I don't know. Do I look like a doctor? He looks pretty bad to me.
Follow me.
Sucker.
I was crazy. You know that, kid?
I was crazy about wanting Johnny to stay out of trouble.
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, man. You just better wise up.
Get tough like me, and you don't get hurt.
Watch out for yourself, and nothing can touch you, man.
Hey, Johnny.
We beat the Socs, man. We chased them right out of our neighborhood.
It's useless.
Fighting ain't no good.
They're still writing editorials about you in the paper. About you being a hero.
We are all proud of you, buddy. It's gonna be all right.
Stay gold, Ponyboy.
Stay gold.
Johnny, come on.
So, this is what you get for helping people?
You punk!
Come on, Johnny, don't die.
Come on, Johnny, don't die on me now.
Please!
Bastards!
You're not allowed here.
I'm allowed anywhere I want.
- You're out of your mind. - Why do you bother helping people?
It doesn't do any good.
It makes me look kind of 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.
Where have you been?
What's wrong?
Johnny's dead.
Told him about beating the Socs.
I don't know. He just died.
Told me to "stay gold."
Dally's gone.
He couldn't take it. He's gonna blow.
Do you want to buy one of those, son?
You tear those up, you have to pay for them. Don't do that!
You gotta pay for that magazine.
Oh, God. Don't shoot.
Give me the money. Give me the money!
I'm so sick of you punks.
Take it and get out!
- Hello, Darrel? - No, it's Steve.
Steve, I want to talk to Darry.
I just knocked off a store. The cops are looking for me.
- Can you meet me in the park? - Sure. Are you all right?
- Johnny's dead. - We know.
- Meet me in the park, will you? - We'll be right there.
That was Dally. The cops are after him. We've got to hide him.
You're never gonna get me alive!
Drop it!
- It's not loaded! Don't! - Stop!
It's not loaded!
He's just a kid.
Pony?
Stupid idiot!
You stupid freaks!
First Johnny, now Dallas.
- Soda? - Yeah.
- Is somebody sick? - Yeah, somebody's sick.
He was chasing us. He caught me, he tried to drown me.
I could have made it simpler for the fight not to have happened in the first place.
Sherri, your name is Sherri?
- But your nickname is Cherry? - Yes.
I'll teach you 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, caught us.
It was Bob and I.
They threw me in the fountain and tried to drown me.
They were gonna beat up Johnny Cade.
You know, teach them a lesson.
I could have made it simpler for the fight not to have happened in the first place.
Defendant not guilty.
At this time, I will place him in the custody of his older brother, Darrel.
This court is adjourned.
Hey, Ponyboy.
Hi, Mr. Simes.
I've got to talk to you about your grade.
- Yeah, I know I'm doing lousy. - Put it 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.
Great. My first trip to the zoo.
Listen, with your brains and grades...
you could get a scholarship and we'd put you through college.
Ain't that right, Soda?
But you're living in a vacuum, Pony, and you're gonna have to cut it out.
You just don't stop living because you lose somebody.
I thought you knew that.
Any time you don't like the way I'm running things here...
you can just get out.
You'd like that, wouldn't you? You'd like me to get the hell out.
It's not that easy, is it, Soda?
God damn, you guys! Leave me out of it.
What's wrong with you?
Circle around and cut him off. I'll stay right behind him.
God damn it, Ponyboy, you should have gone out for football instead of track.
- Where the hell do 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 war between you guys.
I don't know. I can't take sides.
Ponyboy, Darry could've put you in a boys' home...
worked his way through college.
I'm telling you the truth, Pony.
You don't want to be like me, anyway...
because I'm happy working at a gas station.
You'd never be happy doing something like that.
You've got to stop yelling at him for every little thing that he does, man.
He feels things differently than you.
Bad enough I have to listen to you...
but when you start trying to get me to take sides...
We're all we got left now.
And if we don't have each other...
you end up like Dallas.
And I don't mean dead, either. I mean how he was before.
So, please, don't fight anymore.
Sure.
Sure, little buddy. We ain't gonna fight no more.
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 little 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.