West Side Story (1961)
Tony Mordente: Action
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Quotes
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Lieutenant Schrank : [as they exit] Say goodbye to the nice boys, Krupke.
Officer Krupke : Goodbye, boys.
Snowboy : [mimicking Krupke] "Goodbye, boys."
Action : [mimicking Shranke] "You hoodlums don't own the streets."
Snowboy : "Go play in the park!"
Action : "Keep off of the grass."
Ice : "Get outta the house!"
Action : "Keep off the block!"
A-Rab : "Get outta here!"
Action : "Keep off of the world!" A gang that don't own the street is nothin'!
Riff : WE DO OWN IT!
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Riff : We gotta stand up to them Doc; it's important.
Doc : Fighting over a little piece of street is so important?
Action : To us it is!
Doc : To hoodlums it is!
Action : Who're you callin' a hoodlum?
Doc : War councils...
Action : Don't start, Doc.
Doc : ...Rumbles...
Action : D'you hear me, Doc?
Doc : Why, when I was your age...
Action : When *you* was my age? When my old man was my age, when my brudder was my age. You was never my age, none of ya! And the sooner you creeps get hip to that, the sooner you'll dig us!
Doc : I'll dig you an early grave, that's what I'll dig.
A-Rab : Dig, dig, dig!
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Riff : Now I know Tony like I know me and I guarentee you can count him in
Action : In, out, let's get crackin'
Gee-tar : Where you gonna find Bernardo?
Riff : He'll be at the dance tonight at the gym
A-Rab : But the gym's neutral territory
Riff : A-rab, I'm gonna make nice with him! I'm only gonna challenge him!
Ice : Great daddy-o.
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Anybodys, Tomboy : Hey buddy boys!
Action : Ah, go wear a skirt.
Anybodys, Tomboy : Ah, I got scabby knees! Listen...
Ice : The first thing we do is we start showin' around like we have nothin' to hide...
Anybodys, Tomboy : Listen!
A-Rab : Supposin' they ask us about the rumble?
Anybodys, Tomboy : Supposin' they ask you where's Tony and what party's lookin' for him? WITH A GUN.
Ice : Hey, you know somethin'?
Anybodys, Tomboy : I know I gotta go get a skirt.
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Action : We've gotta show them who's on top!
Joyboy : The Jets!
Action : Let's do it now!
Baby John : Hey, haven't we had enough?
Action : What's the matter; you scared?
Baby John : Well... who're you callin' scared?
A-Rab : Lay off of him.
Action : Mind your own business.
A-Rab : Don't start up on me, or I'll punch in your stupid...
Action : You'll do what? Huh?
[Action and A-Rab start fighting]
Ice : KNOCK IT OFF!
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Anybodys, Tomboy : [spitefully] Bernardo's girl wants to help?
Action : Even a greaseball's got feelin's.
Anybodys, Tomboy : But she wants to help get Tony!
Anita : [panicking] No!
Action : Not much, Bernardo's tramp.
A-Rab : Bernardo's pig.
Anita : Don't...
Action : You lyin' spic!
Anita : Don't do that!
Snowboy : Gold tooth! Pierced ear!
Action : Garlic mouth!
[gang start physically harassing Anita]
Action : Cha-cha! Cha-cha-cha-cha! Cha-cha!
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Action : What are we doin', poopin' around with dumb broads for?
Graziella, Riff's Girl : I and Velma ain't dumb!
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Riff : My daddy beats my mommy, My mommy clobbers me. My grandpa is a commie, My grandma pushes tea. My sister wears a mustache, My brother wears a dress. Goodness gracious! That's why I'm a mess.
Action : [German accent, playing a psychiatrist] Yes! Officer Krupke, he shouldn't be here. Zis boy don't need a couch, he needs a useful career. Society's played him, a terrible trick, und sociologically he's sick!
Riff : I am sick!
The Jets : We are sick, we are sick. We are sick, sick, sick. Like we're sociologically sick!
Action : In my opinion, ziz child does not need to have his head shrunk at all. Juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease!
Riff : Hey, I got a social disease!
Action : So, take him to a social vorker!
Big Deal : Vhich vay?
Action : Dat vay!
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Glad Hand, Social Worker Leading Dance : I want you all the form two circles. The boys on the outside and the girls on the inside.
Action : Where will you be?
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Action : What are we poppin' around with dumb broads?
Graziella, Riff's Girl : l and Velma ain't dumb!
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Ice : Now you all better dig this and dig it good. No matter who or what is eatin' you - man, you show it and you are dead! You are cuttin' a hole in yourselves for them to stick in a red-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.
Action : I wanna get even!
Ice : Get cool!
A-Rab : I wanna bust!
Ice : Bust cool!
Action : I wanna go!
Ice : Go cool.
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Action : Cut the frabbajabba. Grab some readin' matter. Play the juke.
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Lieutenant Schrank : [shouting to the others] BREAK IT UP, YOU PUNKS! Cut it out! Come on, let's break it up, l said! Come on! Break it up! COME ON!
Officer Krupke : Alright, knock it off. Get up. Come on. Settle down.
Lieutenant Schrank : How many times have l told you punks to cut this stuff out?
Riff : Why, if it ain't Lieutenant Schrank.
The Jets : Top o' the day, Lieutenant Schrank.
Bernardo : And Officer Krupke.
The Sharks : Top o' the day, Officer Krupke.
Officer Krupke : [points at the sharks] l'll give you the top o' the head.
Lieutenant Schrank : Hey, you, get down!
A-Rab : But we're havin' such fun.
Snowboy : We enjoy the playground.
Riff : Ah, see, it keeps us deprived children off of the foul city streets.
Officer Krupke : Shut up.
A-Rab : And born like we was on the hot pavements.
Officer Krupke : You wanna get your skull broke?
Lieutenant Schrank : Hey, Baby John, come here! COME HERE!
[comes up to Lieutenant Schrank, and looks at the sharks]
Lieutenant Schrank : All right! Now, which one of these Puerto Ricans bloodied you? Huh?
Baby John : [looks at Schrank] W-Well, sir, uh...
Lieutenant Schrank : [points at them] Which one?
Riff : Uh... Uh, excuse me, sir. As a matter of fact, uh... we suspicion that the job was done by a cop.
Snowboy : Two cops.
Action : [points at the Jets] At the very least.
Officer Krupke : lmpossible.
Bernardo : ln America, nothing is impossible.
[they both laugh]
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Riff : I'm really proud of ya, buddy boys. You did good at the dance.
Action : So where are they?
Riff : Unwind, Action. Any sign of Tony?
Action : Invisible man.
A-Rab : What do you think the Sharks are gonna ask for?
Riff : Mercy.
Snowboy : Just rubber hoses maybe.
Riff : Relax, little man.
Graziella, Riff's Girl : You tell him, daddy-o.
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Snowboy : We thought they nabbed you.
A-Rab : Go on.
Ice : You didn't see Tony?
A-Rab : Nah. Nothin' but coppers.
Action : [points at Baby John] What's wrong with him?
A-Rab : There's nothin' wrong. He's okay, you got that?
Action : All right, all right!
Snowboy : Maybe we oughta go home.
Action : For what?
Big Deal : Betcha they got him.
Ice : Not Tony.
A-Rab : He was great. Huh, Baby John?
Baby John : Oh, yeah. He really come through for the Jets.
A-Rab : Just like Riff said he...
[trails off]
A-Rab : Said he would.
[Graziella starts to cry]
Graziella, Riff's Girl : Riff! I want Riff!
Snowboy : [comfortingly] Come on, Graziella.
Tiger : Nobody was supposed to get killed. It's just...
Action : They're gonna pay!
A-Rab : Them stinkin' Sharks!
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Snowboy : The trouble is he's lazy!
Joyboy : The trouble is he drinks!
Baby John : The trouble is he's crazy!
A-Rab : The trouble is he stinks!
Mouthpiece : The trouble is he's growing!
Action : The trouble is he's grown!
The Jets : Krupke, we've got trouble of our own! Gee, Officer Krupke we're down on our knees!
Riff : 'Cause no one wants a fella with a social disease!
The Jets : Gee, Officer Krupke what are we to do? Gee, Officer Krupke, krup you!
