We might. And then again, we might not.
This ain't kid stuff, Graziella.
I and Velma ain't kid stuff, neither. Are we, Vel?
No, thank you.
Ooh! Ooblee-ooh!
- And you can punctuate it. - Ooh!
What are we pooping around with dumb broads?
- I and Velma ain't dumb. - Hey, the bulls!
- Hey, you! - Hey, who?
- Who, who? - Who, me?
Top o' the evening, Officer Krupke.
- You! - Who, me, sir?
Yeah, you. Didn't you hear me?
Yes, sir. I got 20-20 hearin'.
- Why didn't you answer? - His mother told him not to answer back.
- You want me to run you in? - Indeed not... sir.
I oughta run all youse punks in.
What are you standing around here for?
You see, sir, we're afraid to go home. Such a bad environment.
- We don't get no love there. - It's awful.
If you don't leave us stay out all night,
we're liable to turn into juvenile delinquents.
I know youse was cooking up something tonight.
You won't put nothing over on me.
Sergeant, come on. We got a 10-13.
Get a move on, all of youse. Don't let me catch you here when I get back.
See you around now.
Hey, hey, hey!
- You forgot to say goodbye. - They ain't got no manners.
"Don't let me catch you here when I get back."
- They treat us like we ain't human. - He was pretty mad.
So what happened? A big fat nothin'.
Suppose he comes back while we're having the war council?
We'll snow him some more.
Them cops believe all they read in the papers about us cruddy JDs.
So we give 'em somethin' to believe in.
- Hey, you! - Who, me, Officer Krupke?
Yeah, you. Give me one good reason
for not dragging you down to the station house, you punk!
# Dear, kindly Sergeant Krupke, you gotta understand
# It's just our bringing up-ke that gets us outta hand
# Our mothers all are junkies, our fathers all are drunks
# Golly, Moses! Naturally, we're punks
# Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset
# We never had the love that every child oughta get
# We ain't no delinquents, we're misunderstood
- # Deep down inside us there is good - # There is good
# There is good, there is good, there is untapped good
# Like inside, the worst of us is good
- That's a touching good story! - Let me tell it to the world!
Just tell it to the judge!
# Dear, kindly judge, Your Honour, my parents treat me rough
# With all their marijuana, they won't give me a puff
# They didn't wanna have me, but somehow I was had
# Leapin' lizards, that's why I'm so bad
# Right! Officer Krupke, you're really a square
# This boy don't need a judge, he needs an analyst's care
# It's just his neurosis that oughta be curbed
- # He's psychologically disturbed - # I'm disturbed!
# We're disturbed, we're disturbed, we're the most disturbed
# Like we're psychologically disturbed
(shrieking)
Hear ye! Hear ye!
In the opinion of this court, this child is depraved
on account he ain't had a normal home.
I'm depraved on account I'm deprived!
Take him to a headshrinker.
- You! - Who, me?
# My daddy beats my mommy, my mommy clobbers me
# My grandpa is a commie, my grandma pushes tea
# My sister wears a moustache, my brother wears a dress
# Goodness gracious! That's why I'm a mess
# Yes! Officer Krupke, he shouldn't be here
# This boy don't need a couch, he needs a useful career
# Society's played him a terrible trick
- # Und sociologically he's sick - # I am sick
# We are sick, we are sick, we are sick, sick, sick
# Like we're sociologically sick
In my opinion, this child does not need to have his head shrunk at all.
Juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease.
Hey! I got a social disease.
Take him to a social worker.
- Which way? - That way.
# Dear, kindly social worker, they tell me "Get a job"
# Like be a soda jerker, which means like be a slob
# It's not I'm antisocial, I'm only anti-work
# Glorioski! That's why I'm a jerk
# Officer Krupke, you've done it again
# This boy don't need a job, he needs a year in the pen
# It ain't just a question of misunderstood
- # Deep down inside him, he's no good - # I'm no good
# We're no good, we're no good, we're no earthly good
# Like the best of us is no damn good
- # The trouble is he's lazy - # The trouble is he drinks
- # The trouble is he's crazy - # The trouble is he stinks
- # The trouble is he's growing - # The trouble is he's grown
# Krupke, we've got troubles of our own
# Gee, Officer Krupke, we're down on our knees
# cos no-one wants a fella with a social disease
# Gee, Officer Krupke, what are we to do?
# Gee, Officer Krupke
# Krup you!
Curfew, gentlemen and ladies.
- Aren't you up late, Baby John? - I got insomnia, Doc. Too many worries.
- Anyone seen Tony tonight? - You bet you we did.
- He was supposed to clean up the store. - Maybe he decided to clean up the PRs.
Tony?
- Doc, you ain't gonna close up now? - I'm not?
- We got a war council here. - A who?
- To determine weapons. - For a mix with the PRs.
- Weapons? You couldn't play basketball? - Get with it, buster.
You don't understand. We got special business here.
Makin' trouble for the Puerto Ricans?
- They make trouble for us. - For you, trouble is a relief.
We gotta stand up to 'em. It's important.
Fightin' over a piece of street is so important?
- To us it is! - To hoodlums it is.
- Who are you callin' hoodlums? - War councils, rumbles...
- When I was your age... - When you was my age?
When my old man was my age! When my brother was my age!
You was never my age, none of you!
The sooner you get hip to that, the sooner you'll dig us.
I'll dig you an early grave, that's what I'll dig.
- Dig, dig, dig. - (whistling)
- OK, Doc, set 'em up. Cokes all around. - Let's get down to business.
Bernardo hasn't learned about gracious living.
I don't like you either, so cut it.
- OK, kick it, Doc. - Boys, couldn't you talk...
Kick it.
We challenge you to a rumble. All out, once and for all. Accept?
- On what terms? - Whatever terms you're callin'.
- You crossed the line once too often. - You started it.
- Who jumped Baby John today? - Who jumped me when I moved here?
- Who asked you to move here? - Who asked you?
- Spics! - Mick!
Wop!
We accept.
- Time. - Tomorrow?
After dark.
- Place. - The park?
The river.
Under the highway.
- Weapons. - Doc! Hey, Doc!
- Tony! - Weapons.
Weapons!
Weapons.
- You call. - Your challenge.
- Afraid to call? - (laughter)
Rocks.
- Belts. - Pipes.
- Cans. - Bricks.
- Bats. - Clubs.
- Chains. - Bottles, knives, guns!
- What a coop full of chickens. - Who are you callin' chicken?
- Every dog knows his own. - You're all chicken.
Big tough buddy boys gotta throw bricks?
Afraid to get in close and slug it out? Afraid to use plain skin?
- Not even garbage? - That ain't a rumble.
- Who says? - You said call weapons.
It can be clinched by a fair fight, if you've got the guts to risk that.
Best man from each gang to slug it out.
I would enjoy to risk that. OK, fair fight.
Wait a minute! The commanders say yes or no.
Fair fight.
When I get through with you, you will be like a fish after skinning.
Your best man fights our best man,
and we pick him.
- I thought I would be fighting with... - You shook on it.
Yes. I shook on it.
Bernardo, if you wanna change your mind...
- Bernardo, want a cigarette? - No, thank you. I don't smoke.
Evening, Lieutenant. I and Tony was just closin' up.
Well! This is more like it, fellas. Warms me all over to see you this way.
And after only a couple of words from me at the playground today.
- Oh, do you mind? - I have no mind. I'm the village idiot.
Headquarters hears about this, I may even get a promotion.
Good deal all around, huh, Bernardo?
I get a promotion and you Puerto Ricans get what you've been itchin' for.
Use of the playground, use of the gym, the streets, the candy store.
So what if they do turn this town into a stinkin' pigsty?
Don't stop him! He wants to get home, write to San Juan,
tell 'em how he's got it made over here.
What I mean is, clear out, you! I said clear out!
Oh, yeah, sure. I know.
It's a free country, and I ain't got the right.
But I got a badge. What do you got?
Things are tough all over. Beat it!
(clicks fingers)
(whistling "My country, 'Tis of Thee")
OK, fellas.
Where's the rumble gonna be?
Come on! Americans don't rub with the gold-teeth unless...
- Look, Lieutenant... - You shut your mouth.
Come on, Baby John, before that smooth little kisser of yours gets cut up for life.
Where's it gonna be? The river?
The park?
Look, fellas, I'm for you.
I want this beat cleaned up and you can do it for me.
I'll even lend a hand if things get rough.
Now, where you gonna rumble?
The playground?
Sweeney's lot?
Why don't you get smart, you stupid hooligans?
I oughta throw you in the can right now.
You and the tinhorn immigrant scum you come from!
How's your old man's DTs, A-rab?
How's the action on your mother's side of the street, Action?
One day there won't be anybody to hold you.
Get him outta here! Come on!
Don't worry. I'll find out where it's gonna be.
Be sure to finish each other off, because if you don't, I will.
Oh, yeah, sure. Understand 'em.
That's what they keep tellin' me down at headquarters.
You try keeping hoodlums in line and see what it does to you.
It wouldn't give me a mouth like his.
Come on, Doc. Don't let it get you.
- I'm sick. - You heard. It's gonna be a fair fight.
And that's gonna cure somethin'?
From here on in, everything's gonna be all right. I got a feeling.
- What have you been takin' tonight? - A trip to the moon.
I'll tell you a secret, Doc. It ain't a man that's up there.
It's a girl.
A lady.
- Buenas noches, señor. - Buenas noches.
So that's why you made it a fair fight.
- I'm seeing her tomorrow. I can't wait. - Tony!
- Things aren't tough enough? - Tough? Doc, I'm in love.
- And you're not frightened? - Should I be?
No.
No, I'm frightened enough for the both of you.
(# "Maria")
(# "I Feel Pretty")
- What has chino done to her? - Chino? Why chino?
Maybe she is just dolling up for us. Gracias, querida.
Rosalia, consuelo, my adorable friends.
- Can you keep a secret? - I'm hot for secrets.
No, I won't tell you.
- What? - What?
- The poor girl is out of her mind. - I am. Crazy!
She might be at that. She looks somehow different.
- I do? - And I think she is up to something.
I am?
- "I do?" "I am?" She talks like a parrot. - What is going on with you, Maria?
# I feel pretty
# Oh, so pretty
# I feel pretty and witty and gay
# And I pity any girl who isn't me today
# I feel charming
# Oh, so charming
# It's alarming how charming I feel
# And so pretty
# That I hardly can believe I'm real
# See the pretty girl in that mirror there
# Who can that attractive girl be?
# Such a pretty face, such a pretty dress, such a pretty smile, such a pretty me
# I feel stunning
# And entrancing
# Feel like running and dancing for joy
# For I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy
# Have you met my good friend Maria?
# The craziest girl on the block
# You'll know her the minute you see her
# She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock
# She thinks she's in love
- # She thinks she's in Spain - # La la la
# She isn't in love, she's merely insane
# It must be the heat
- # Or some rare disease - # La la la
# Or too much to eat
# Or maybe it's fleas
# Keep away from her
# Send for chino
# This is not the Maria we know
# Modest and pure
- # Polite and refined - # La la la
# Well bred and mature
# And out of her mind!
Miss America!
¡Ay, qué linda te ves!
Miss America! Bravo! Speech!
Speech!
# I feel pretty
# Oh, so pretty
# That the city should give me its key
# A committee should be organised to honour me
# La la la la la la la-la
# I feel dizzy
# I feel sunny
# I feel fizzy and funny and fine
# And so pretty
# Miss America can just resign
# La la la la la la la-la
- # See the pretty girl in that mirror there - # What mirror where?
- # Who can that attractive girl be? - # Which? What? Where? Whom?
# Such a pretty face, such a pretty dress, such a pretty smile, such a pretty me
- # Such a pretty me - # Such a pretty me
- # I feel stunning - # I feel stunning
- # And entrancing - # And entrancing
# Feel like running and dancing for joy
# For I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy
¡cállense, por favor, muchachas!
You want to sing, do it with the needles, or you'll be out on the street.
But what can you expect? We use Singer sewing machines.
Sure. You make the bad joke home where I can't hear it.
Go home. It's closing time. Shoo!
Buenas noches, mamá Lucia.
Pull down the shades, pick up the pins, turn off the lights and lock the doors.
- Buenas noches, Anita. - Buenas noches.
The jail is open. I thought she'd never leave.
It's hard to believe that old bag was once a young bag like us.
Let's go before she changes her mind and comes back.
You go, querida. I will lock up.
- Why? - I have work.
- Do it tomorrow. - I am in no hurry.
I am. I'm going home now and take a nice long bubble bath.
- Black orchid. - Black orchid?
Mm. All over.
I got a date with Nardo after the rumble.
What rumble?
Oh. Well... Nardo's Sharks and those boys at the dance.
They fight each other tonight?
They don't play potsy.
Why must they always fight?
You saw how they dance, like they gotta get rid of something quick.
- That's how they fight. - To get rid of what?
Too much feeling. And they do get rid of it.
Boy, after a fight that brother of yours is so healthy.
Definitely. Black orchid.
Buenas noches.
"You go, querida. I will lock up."
It's too early for noches. Buenas tardes.
Gracias. Buenas tardes.
He just came from the drugstore to deliver aspirin.
- You'll need it. - Not us.
We're fine. We're out of the world.
- You're out of your heads. - We're 12 feet in the air.
Anita can see that.
You will not tell?
Tell what? How can I know what goes on 12 feet over my head?
You better be home in 15 minutes.
It's all right. She likes us.
But she is worried and so am I.
- That's foolish. - Are you going to that rumble?
- No! - Yes.
- Why? - You must go and stop it.
I have stopped it. It'll only be a fist fight between two.
- Any fight is no good for us! - Everything is good for us. We got magic.
Listen, and hear me.
You must go and stop it.
- It means that much to you? - Yes.
All right, I will.
I believe you. You do have magic.
Of course.
I've got you.
Tonight, after I stop the rumble, I'll come by for you.
I will wait for you on the roof.
No. Not the roof.
I'll come to your house.
You cannot. My mama...
- Then I'll take you to my house. - Your mama?
She'll run from the kitchen to welcome you. She lives in the kitchen.
- Dressed so elegant? - I told her you were coming.
She'll look at your face and try not to smile. She'll say "Skinny, but pretty."
- She is plump, no doubt? - Fat.
I take after my mama. Delicate-boned.
Oh?
Not in front of Mama!
Oh! I would like to see Papa in this.
Mama will make him ask about your prospects.
Many.
- If you go to church. - Oh, always.
Yes. Papa might like you.
- May I have your daughter's hand? - He says yes.
Gracias.
- And your mama? - I'm afraid to ask her.
Tell her she's not getting a daughter. She's getting rid of a son.
- She says yes. - She has good taste.
Here. Maid of honour.
Oh, that colour is bad for Anita.
- The best man. - That is my papa!
Sorry, Papa.
Here we go, Riff. Womb to tomb.
Now you see, Anita. There was nothing to worry about.
Look. Mama's cryin' already.
I, Anton, take thee, Maria...
I, Maria, take thee, Anton...
For richer, for poorer...
In sickness and in health...
To love and to honour...
To hold and to keep...
From each sun to each moon...
From tomorrow to tomorrow...
From now to forever...
Till death do us part.
With this ring, I thee wed.
With this ring,
I thee wed.
# Make of our hands one hand
# Make of our hearts one heart
# Make of our vows one last vow
# Only death will part us now
# Make of our lives one life
# Day after day one life
# Now it begins
# Now we start
# One hand
# One heart
# Even death won't part us now
(# "Tonight")
# The Jets are gonna have their day tonight
# The Jets are gonna have their way tonight
# The Puerto Ricans grumble "Fair fight"
# But if they start a rumble, we'll rumble 'em right
# We're gonna hand 'em a surprise tonight
# We're gonna cut 'em down to size tonight
# We said "OK, no rumpus, no tricks"
# But just in case they jump us, we're ready to mix tonight!
# We're gonna rock it tonight
# We're gonna jazz it up and have us a ball
# They're gonna get it tonight
# The more they turn it on, the harder they'll fall
- # Well, they began it - # Well, they began it
# And we're the ones to stop 'em once and for all
# Tonight!
# Anita's gonna get her kicks tonight
# We'll have our private little mix tonight
# He'll walk in hot and tired, poor dear
# Don't matter if he's tired as long as he's here
- (Anita) # Tonight - # Tonight, tonight
# Won't be just any night
# Tonight there will be no morning star
# Tonight, tonight
# I'll see my love tonight
# And for us stars will stop where they are
# Today the minutes seem like hours
# The hours go so slowly
# And still the sky is light
# Oh, moon, grow bright
# And make this endless day endless night
# The Jets are comin' out on top tonight
# We're gonna watch Bernardo drop tonight
# That Puerto Rican punk'll go down
# And when he's hollered uncle, we'll tear up the town
- # We'll be in back of you, boy - # Right
- # You're gonna flatten him good - # Right
# Tonight there will be no morning star
- # Tonight, tonight - # We're gonna rock it tonight
- (Maria) # I'll see my love tonight - # We're gonna jazz it tonight
# Late tonight
# We're gonna mix it tonight
# Today the minutes seem like hours
- (Tony) # The hours go so slowly - # They began it
# We'll stop 'em once and for all
# The Sharks are gonna have their way
# The Jets are gonna have their day
# We're gonna rock it tonight
# Tonight
(whistling)
(clicks fingers and whistles)
- Ready. - Ready.
Now, move in and shake hands.
For what?
That's the way it's done, buddy boy.
Ah. More gracious living?
Every one of you hates every one of us and we hate you back.
- Let's get at it. - Sure.
- Come on, Ice. - Let's get to the fight.
Hold it!
Tony! Get with the gang. It's all OK.
- No. - Tony, what are you doing?
Maybe he has found the guts to fight his own battles.
It don't take guts if you got a battle.
We ain't got one, none of us.
- OK, Nardo? - Tony!
Hold it. Let's just cool it.
The deal is a fair fight between you and Ice.
Come on.
Mother hen protecting the little one. I'll give you a battle, gallito!
- You've got one! - I'll take pretty boy as a warm-up.
Afraid, pretty boy? Afraid, gutless? Afraid, chicken?
- Cut it! - No!
- I don't want to, Bernardo. - I'm sure!
Listen to me! There's nothin' to fight about.
- The hell there ain't! - You've got it wrong!
- Why can't you understand? - What do you say, chicken?
Kill him, Tony.
- Come on, man. - Afraid to fight?
- Come on! - Let me see you fight!
Hey! He is chicken.
- Hey, pretty boy. - Bernardo, listen.
Don't! Stop. We've got nothing to fight about.
- Bernardo! - You yellow-bellied chicken!
- Don't push me! - You yellow-bellied Polack!
- Riff! Riff, what are you doin'? - Get outta here, Tony.
- Riff, don't! - Hold him.
Ice, let me go!
(Tony) Riff, don't!
Riff!
Keep outta this!
Somebody stop him!
Let me go!
(Tony) Ice! Tiger!
Riff!
- Come on, Nardo! - Stop him!
Riff, don't!
¡Nardo, corre!
Get him!
(siren)
Maria!
Tony, come on! Come on, Tony.
You gotta get outta here. Come on!
Come on, Tony. Get outta here!
(Anybodys) come on!
Come on, Tony!
(bell tolls)
(man) Hey! Wait for me, Rosa!
(# "Maria")
Chino!
There was no one downstairs.
My mother and father are at the store. I didn't expect you to come by...
Maria.
You have been fighting, chino?
Yes. I am sorry.
- That is not like you. - No.
- You must go home and wash up. - Maria...
- I will see you tomorrow. - Maria, at the rumble...
- There was no rumble. - There was.
- No, you are wrong. - Nobody meant for it to happen!
Tell me.
It is bad.
Very bad?
You see...
It will be easier if you say it very fast.
There was a fight.
And Nardo...
Somehow, a knife...
- And Nardo and someone, they... - Tony.
What happened to Tony?
Chino, tell me. Is Tony all right?
He killed your brother!
You are lying.
Chino! Why do you lie to me?
Chino! Chino!
It is not true, you are lying! Lying!
Why do you lie? Chino! Chino!
(boy) ¡Mamá! ¡Mamá!
- ¡Bernardo está muerto! - (woman) ¿Bernardo muerto?
No!
Santa Mar¡a, make it not be true.
Please make it not be true.
Madre de Dios, I will do anything.
Make me die, only please make it not be true.
Le suplico, no puede ser.
Make it not be...
Killer, killer, killer, killer!
I tried to stop it.
I did try. I don't know what went wrong.
I didn't mean to hurt him, I didn't wanna. But Riff was like my brother.
When Bernardo killed him, Bernardo didn't mean it either... I know.
I thought you knew.
I didn't come to tell you that.
Just for you to forgive me so I can go to the police.
No!
- It'll be easy now. - I won't let you.
Stay with me.
- Maria, I love you so much. - Don't leave me.
- Whatever you want, I'll do. - Hold me.
- Oh, for ever. - Tighter.
It'll be all right, I know it. We're really together now.
But it's not us.
It's everything around us.
Then I'll take you away where nothing can get to us.
Not anyone or anything.
# There's a place for us
# Somewhere a place for us
# Peace and quiet and open air
# Wait for us somewhere
# There's a time for us
# Someday a time for us
# Time together with time to spare
# Time to look
# Time to care
# Someday
# Somewhere
# We'll find a new way of living
# We'll find a way of forgiving
# Somewhere
# There's a place for us
# A time and place for us
# Hold my hand and we're halfway there
# Hold my hand and I'll take you there
# Somehow
# Someday
# Somewhere
- Baby John, what are you doin' here? - Nothing.
What are you doin' nothing here for? Come on.
I don't want the guys to see me, A-rab.
- Why not? - Well, I'm cryin'.
You are?
- What for? - I don't know, I'm just...
Blow your nose.
- A-rab? - Yeah?
Did you get a look at their faces?
- Which faces? - You know.
At the rumble. Riff and Bernardo.
Yeah.
- I wish it was yesterday. - Me too. I'm scared.
Cut it out, do you hear me?
- A-rab, what are we gonna do? - Meet the other guys and form up.
- Come on, let's go. - Hey.
- Have you got a handkerchief first? - What's wrong with your sleeve?
(whistling)
- Where you been? - Where do you think we been?
- We thought they nabbed you. - Go on.
- You didn't see Tony? - No, nothin' but coppers.
- What's wrong with him? - Nothing, he's OK. You get it?
All right, all right.
- Maybe we oughta go home. - For what?
- Bet you they got him. - Not Tony.
He was great. Huh, Baby John?
Oh, yeah! He really come through for the Jets.
Just like Riff said he...
- Said he would. - (sobbing)
Riff! I want Riff!
Come on, Graziella.
Gee. Nobody was supposed to get killed.
It just...
- They're gonna pay. - Them stinkin' Sharks.
Dirty fighting.
Let's finish it. We gotta show 'em who's on top.
- Let's do it now. - Ain't we had enough?
Are you scared?
- Who's scared? - Lay off of him.
- Mind your own business. - Don't sound off on me. I'll hit you!
Knock it off!
Shut up, you bunch of good-for-nothings! Go home where you belong!
Who are you callin' good-for-nothing?
- I'll put this through your stupid face! - Get inside, all of you!
- Shut up! - I don't have to take that from nobody!
- The next creep who gets in my craw... - You'll laugh!
Yeah.
You all better dig this, and dig it good.
No matter who or what is eating you,
man, you show it, and you are dead!
You are cuttin' a hole in yourselves for them to stick in a hot umbrella
and open it wide.
Man, you wanna get past the cops when they start asking about tonight?
You play it cool.
You wanna live in this lousy world?
Play it cool.
- I wanna get even! - Get cool!
- I wanna bust! - Bust cool!
- I wanna go! - Go cool!
# Boy, boy, crazy boy
# Get cool, boy
# Got a rocket in your pocket
# Keep coolly cool, boy
# Don't get hot, cos, man, you've got some high times ahead
# Take it slow and, daddy-o, you can live it up and die in bed
# Boy, boy, crazy boy
# Stay loose, boy
# Breeze it, buzz it, easy does it
# Turn off the juice, boy
# Go, man, go
# But not like a yo-yo schoolboy
# Just play it cool, boy
# Real cool
Easy, Action.
Ssh...
cool it, A-rab. Cool it, cool it.
Pow!
Cool!
- Cool! - Go!
- Crazy! - Cool!
- Go! - Crazy!
Go!
Yeah!
# Boy, boy, crazy boy
# Stay loose, boy
# Breeze it, buzz it, easy does it
# Turn off the juice, boy
# Just play it cool, boy
# Real cool
OK.
Let's go.
Bop!
Pow!
- Where we goin'? - If we lay low, the coppers will smell fish.
- Hey, buddy boys! - Go wear a skirt.
I got scabby knees. Listen.
- We act like we got nothing to hide. - Listen!
Supposin' they ask you where's Tony and who's looking for him with a gun?
You know somethin'?
- I know I gotta get a skirt. - Come on, Anybodys.
- What's the freak know? - Plenty.
I figured somebody oughta infiltrate PR territory and spy.
I'm large with shadows.
I slip in and out of 'em like wind through a fence.
- Is she makin' the most of it. - You bet your fat A I am.
- Spill it! - OK!
I hear chino tell the Sharks something about Tony and Bernardo's sister.
Then chino says "If it's the last thing I do, I'm gonna get that Polack."
And then he pulls out the bad news.
- Them PRs won't stop. - Till we stop 'em.
Hold it! Now, listen.
Tony come through for us. We gotta do the same for Tony.
- We gotta find him before chino does. - And burns him.
You cover the river. Snowboy, go to Doc's.
- I'll take the alleys. - We'll take the streets.
- The park. - The playground.
- Let's go! - Hey, what about me?
- You? - Uh-huh.
In and outta the shadows. Maybe you'll find Tony.
Right!
Hey!
You done good, buddy boy.
Thanks, daddy-o.
(# "Somewhere")
(knocking)
Who is...
Maria.
Maria?
Maria, it's Anita. Are you in there?
- Maria? - Yes.
Open the door. I need you.
No...
Now you are afraid too?
- What? - I'll be right there.
(Maria and Tony whisper)
- Together. - But where?
The bus station. We'll go far away, they'll never find us.
- How can we? - Doc will help us with money.
- Meet me at his store. - At Doc's, yes.
I'll wait for you.
- (Anita) Maria. - Yes.
- Hurry. - (knocking)
- (Anita) Maria! - Coming, Anita.
Anita.
Oh...
All right. Now you know.
And you still don't know.
- He is one of them! - No, Anita.
Yes!
# A boy like that who'd kill your brother
# Forget that boy and find another
# One of your own kind, stick to your own kind
# A boy like that will give you sorrow
# You'll meet another boy tomorrow
# One of your own kind, stick to your own kind
# A boy who kills cannot love
# A boy who kills has no heart
# And he's the boy who gets your love and gets your heart
# Very smart, Maria, very smart
# A boy like that wants one thing only
# And when he's done, he'll leave you lonely
# He'll murder your love, he murdered mine
# Just wait and see, just wait, Maria
- # Just wait and see - # Oh, no, Anita, no
# Anita, no
# It isn't true, not for me
# It's true for you, not for me
# I hear your words and in my head I know they're smart
# But my heart, Anita
# But my heart knows they're wrong
# You should know better
# You were in love, or so you said
# You should know better
# I have a love
# And it's all that I have
# Right or wrong
# What else can I do?
# I love him
# I'm his
# And everything he is
# I am too
# I have a love
# And it's all that I need
# Right or wrong
# And he needs me too
# I love him
# We're one
# There's nothing to be done
# Not a thing I can do
# But hold him, hold him for ever
# Be with him now
# Tomorrow
# And all of my life
# When love comes so strong
# There is no right or wrong
# Your love is your life
chino has a gun.
I heard the boys talking. He's hunting for Tony.
He is at Doc's store, waiting for me.
If chino hurts him or touches him, I swear I'll...
You'll do what Tony did to Bernardo?
- I love Tony. - I know.
- I loved Bernardo. - (knocking)
(knocking)
- Anybody home? - Yes.
- Bernardo's sister, please. - She isn't feeling well.
Who is?
Hello, Miss. I'm Lieutenant Schrank. I don't like to disturb you just now...
Yes. A very bad time. If you will excuse me, please.
- I have a couple of questions. - Afterwards, please.
- I must go to my brother. - One minute...
- can't you wait? - No!
Now, you were at the dance at the gym last night...
- Will this take very long? - As long as it has to.
Excuse me.
Anita, my headache is much worse. Will you go to Doc's store for me?
- Don't you people keep aspirin around? - This is something special.
Will you go for me, Anita?
What shall I ask for?
Doc will know.
Tell him I have been detained and can't get there right away.
Or I would have picked it up myself.
Excuse me. You were asking?
Yeah.
At the gym, your brother got into a heavy argument,
because you danced with the wrong boy.
Yes.
Who was the boy?
Another from my country.
And his name?
José.
(horn)
- Can't find him. - Down in the cellar.
- Tony? - Safe and sound.
- I found him. - Did you warn him about chino?
- Why's he in the cellar? - To keep the mice company, stupid.
No sign of chino?
- Nothing. - His luck.
I'll check the alleys again. You guys, hang here.
Right.
- I'm thirsty. Where's Doc? - Upstairs, raisin' money for Tony.
- Doc ain't got no money. - His mattress has.
Cut the frabbajabba. Grab some readin' matter. Play the juke.
Some of you get outside. If you see chino, or those stinkin' PRs...
(whistles "La cucaracha")
- I'd like to see Doc. - He ain't here.
- Where is he? - He went to the bank.
The banks are closed at night. Where is he?
You know how skinny Doc is. He went through the night deposit slot.
And got stuck halfway in.
So there's no telling when he'll be back.
Buenas noches, señorita.
- Where you goin'? - Downstairs.
Didn't I tell you? He ain't here.
I'd like to see for myself.
Please.
Por favor.
- Will you let me pass? - She's too dark to pass.
- Oh, don't. - Please don't.
- Por favor. - Gracias.
- Ay, ay, mambo. - Listen, you!
Look, I gotta give a friend of yours a message. I gotta tell Tony...
- He ain't here. - I know he is.
- Who's it from? - Never mind.
- Couldn't be from chino, could it? - Don't you understand? I want to help.
- Bernardo's girl wants to help? - Even a greaseball's got feelings.
- She wants to help get Tony. - No!
Not much! Bernardo's tramp.
- Bernardo's pig. - You lyin' Spic!
- Don't do that! - Gold-tooth!
- Pierced ear! - Garlic mouth!
Cha-cha! Cha-cha-cha!
I want to help!
¡Olé! ¡Olé!
(screams)
(# "America")
(Doc) Stop it!
What are you doing there?
Bernardo was right.
If one of you was lying in the street bleeding,
I'd walk by and spit on you.
- Stop her! She'll tell chino Tony's here. - Don't you touch me.
I got a message for your American buddy.
You tell that murderer that Maria's never going to meet him.
You tell him that chino found out about them,
and shot her!
She's dead!
When do you kids stop?
You make this world lousy.
We didn't make it, Doc.
Get outta here.
Maria?
Doc, I thought I heard... You got it!
- Yes, I got it. - Oh, Doc.
You're a pal. You're the best friend a guy ever had.
I'll pay you back as soon as I can.
- Forget that. - Never. I couldn't.
You know what we're gonna do in the country, Maria and me?
We're gonna have lots of kids. We'll name 'em all after you.
- So when you come to visit us... - Wake up!
Is this the only way to get through to you?
Do just what you all do?
- Bust like a hot-water pipe? - What's got into you?
Why do you kids live like there's a war on?
Why do you kill?
I told you how it happened.
Maria understands. I thought you did too.
Maria understands nothing... ever again.
There is no Maria, Tony.
What?
- I can't... - No, no, Doc.
Now, tell me. What is it?
That was Anita upstairs.
Chino found out about you and Maria,
and he killed her.
No...
Maria.
Maria died?
Chino!
Come and get me too, chino!
Chino!
Chino! Come and get me too, chino!
- Tony! - Who's that?
- Anybodys. Come on! - Get out of here.
Chino!
- Come and get me, damn you! - What are you doin'?
Get out of here! Chino!
- Come with me... - It ain't playin' now. Can't you get that?
- But the gang! - You're a girl. Be a girl and beat it!
Chino!
Come on, chino! Get me too!
Chino!
Chino! I'm calling for you, chino.
There's nobody here but me. Come on!
Please, will you?
I'm waitin' for you.
I want you to.
(footsteps)
Maria?
Tony!
Maria.
Maria!
I didn't believe hard enough.
Loving is enough.
Not here.
They won't let us be.
Then we'll get away.
- Yeah. We can. - Yes.
- We will. - Yes.
# Hold my hand and we're halfway there
# Hold my hand and I'll take you there
# Somehow
# Someday
# Some...
Stay back!
How do you fire this gun, chino?
Just by pulling this little trigger?
How many bullets are left, chino?
Enough for you?
And you?
All of you! You all killed him.
And my brother, and Riff.
Not with bullets and guns.
With hate.
Well, I can kill too, because now I have hate.
How many can I kill, chino? How many?
And still have one bullet left for me?
(car door closes)
Don't you touch him!
(# "Somewhere")
Te adoro, Anton.
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