West Side Story (1961) - full transcript

Watch this shot now! Shoot, man! Go!

Yeah!

- Chickie! Chick, chick, chick!
- Boy! Jet boy!

Jet boy!

Jet, Jet, Jets!

- Come back!
- Come over here!

Chickens!

Beat it!

Yeah!

All right, go, Jets!

Snowboy!



Come on!

Beat it!

Chico! Andale, chico!

Okay, here we go!

Over here, A-Rab!

Jets! Jets!

Bernardo! Indio! Chaco, come on!

Jets, come on! Follow me, baby.

- Mira, mira, mira!
- Jets!

Andale, Chico!

Come on, Jets!

Hey, Jets!

Hello!

Jets, come on! Julio!



Come on!

Jets!

Come on, boys!

Come on, now!

Jets!

Break it up, you punks! Cut it out!
Come on, guys! Break it up, I said!

Come on, break it up! Come on!

How many times have I told you
punks to cut this stuff out?

- Why, if it ain't Lt. Schrank!
- Top of the day, Lt. Schrank.

- And Officer Krupke.
- Top of the day, Officer Krupke.

- I'll give you the top of the head.
- Hey you, get down!

- But we're having such fun.
- We enjoy the playground.

See, it keeps us deprived children
off of the foul city streets.

Shut up!

And born like we was
on the hot pavement.

- You wanna get your skull broke?
- Hey, Baby John, come here!

Come here!

All right!

Now, which one of these
Puerto Ricans bloodied you?

- Sir...
- Which one?

Excuse me, sir.

As a matter of fact...

we suspicion that the
job was done by a cop.

- Two cops.
- At the very least.

Impossible.

In America, nothing is impossible.

All right, wise guys...

now, you listen to me!

All of you!

You hoodlums don't own these streets.

And I've had all the roughhouse I'm
gonna put up with around here!

You wanna kill each other, kill each other!
But you ain't gonna do it on my beat!

- Are there any questions?
- Yes, sir.

Would you mind translating
that into Spanish?

Get your friends out of here, Bernardo.

And stay out!

Please.

Okay, Sharks.

Vámonos.

Boy, oh boy!

As if this neighborhood
wasn't crummy enough!

Now, look, fellas. Fellas!

Look, let's be reasonable...

if I don't get a little law
and order around here...

I get busted down to
a traffic corner...

and your friend don't
like traffic corners.

So, that means you're gonna
start makin' nice...

with the PR's from now on.

I said nice! Get it?

'Cause if you don't...

and I catch any of you doin' any
more brawlin' in my territory...

I'm gonna personally beat the livin'
crud out of each and every one of you...

and see that you go to
the can and rot there!

- Say good-bye to the nice boys, Krupke.
- Good-bye, boys.

"Good-bye, boys."

Jail? Gee.

"You hoodlums don't own the streets."

Go play in the park.
Keep off of the grass.

- Get out of the house!
- Keep off the block.

- Get outta here.
- Keep off the world!

A gang that don't own
the street is nothin'!

We do own it!

Come on, Jets, round out!

- Not you, Anybodys! Beat it!
- Riff, you gotta let me in the gang!

Didn't you just see me? I was smash!
I'm a killer, I wanna fight.

How else she gonna get
a guy to touch her?

- You dirty rat!
- Come on, the road, little girl! The road!

Beat it!

- Beat it!
- Okay, come on.

Okay, now listen!

Now, we fought hard for this turf,
and we ain't just gonna give it up.

The Emeralds claimed
it, we shot 'em out.

The Hawks, remember? They tried to take
it away, we knocked them down the cellar.

- But these PR's are different.
- They multiply. Like cockroaches.

- Shut the door!
- They're eatin' all the food.

- Breathin' all the air.
- Help! I'm drowning in tamale.

And you heard what that Lt. Schrank said...

we gotta make nice with
them Puerto Ricans or else.

We gotta let 'em move in
right under our noses...

- and take it all away from us or else.
- No!

You're damn right, no!

So what're we gonna do, buddy boys?
I'll tell you what we're gonna do.

We're gonna speed back!

We're gonna move like lightnin', and
we're gonna clean them Sharks up...

once and for all.

So they ain't never gonna
set foot on our turf again!

We're gonna do it in one all-out fight.

- A rumble! Chop, chop!
- Now cool, Action Boy.

The Sharks want a piece of this world, too.
And they're real down boys.

They might ask for blades...

- zip guns.
- Zip guns?

I ain't finalizin' and
sayin' they will, Baby John.

I'm just sayin' that they might,
and we gotta be prepared.

Now, what's your mood, Jets?

- I say go, go!
- I say mix!

- I say sock 'em!
- Tear them!

- Yeah, but if they say blades or guns...
- I say let's just forget the whole thing.

- What?
- What do you say, Riff?

I say this turf is small,
but it's all we got.

I wanna hold it like we
always held it, with skin!

But if they say blades, I say blades.

If they say guns, I say guns.

I say I want the Jets
to be the number one!

- To sail! To hold the sky!
- Then rev us off! Voom va-voom!

Okay, cats, we rumble!

Now...

protocality calls for a war council...

between us and the Sharks
to set the whole thing up.

So I will personally give
the bad news to Bernardo.

- You gotta take a lieutenant with you.
- That's me.

- That's Tony.
- Who needs Tony?

We need Tony!

He's got a rep that's bigger
than the whole West Side!

- He don't belong no more.
- Now, cut it, Action!

- Me and Tony started the Jets.
- So where is he?

- How come he takes a lousy, stinkin' job?
- Youth Board corrupted him.

- Yeah, temporary sickness!
- Wait and see.

Remember them fists the day
we clobbered the Emeralds?

- He saved my ever-loving neck!
- Sure! He'll do it again, too!

He always came through for
us and he always will.

♪ When you're a Jet
you're a Jet all the way ♪

♪ From your first cigarette
to your last dyin' day ♪

♪ When you're a Jet
let 'em do what they can ♪

♪ You've got brothers around ♪

♪ You're a family man ♪

♪ You're never alone ♪

♪ You're never disconnected ♪

♪ You're home with your own ♪

♪ When company's expected ♪

♪ You're well-protected ♪

♪ Then you are set with a capital 'J' ♪

♪ Which you'll never forget
till they cart you away ♪

♪ When you're a Jet ♪

♪ You stay a ♪

♪ Jet ♪

Now, I know Tony like I know me, and
I guarantee you can count him in.

- Let's get crackin'.
- Where will you find Bernardo?

- It ain't safe in PR territory.
- He'll be at tonight's gym dance.

- But the gym's neutral territory.
- A-Rab, I'm gonna make nice with him.

- I'm only gonna challenge him.
- Right, daddy-o.

So listen, everybody dress
up sweet and sharp.

Meet Tony and me at the dance
after 10:00, and walk tall!

- We always walk tall!
- We're Jets!

The greatest!

♪ When you're a Jet ♪

♪ You're the top cat in town ♪

♪ You're the gold-medal kid ♪

♪ With the heavyweight crown ♪

♪ When you're a Jet ♪

♪ You're the swinginest thing ♪

♪ Little boy you're a man ♪

♪ Little man, you're a king ♪

♪ The Jets are in gear ♪

♪ Our cylinders are clickin' ♪

♪ The Sharks'll steer clear ♪

♪ 'Cause every Puerto Rican's
a lousy chicken ♪

♪ Here come the Jets ♪

♪ Like a bat out of hell ♪

♪ Someone gets in our way ♪

♪ Someone don't feel so well ♪

♪ Here come the Jets ♪

♪ Little world, step aside ♪

♪ Better go underground ♪

♪ Better run, better hide ♪

♪ We're drawin' the line ♪

♪ So keep your noses hidden ♪

♪ We're hangin' a sign ♪

♪ Says 'visitors forbidden' ♪

♪ And we ain't kiddin' ♪

♪ Here come the Jets, yeah ♪

♪ And we're gonna beat ♪

♪ Every last buggin' gang ♪

♪ On the whole buggin' street ♪

♪ On the whole buggin' ♪

♪ Ever-lovin' ♪

♪ Street ♪

Yeah!

- Tony, you're not even listenin'.
- I read you loud and clear, Riff.

- Then why don't you say somethin'?
- I don't wanna hurt your feelings.

- You're my buddy, my pal, my best friend!
- Womb to tomb?

Birth to earth.

That's why you gotta come to the
dance tonight and stand up with me.

Come on, Tony. Just say yes.

Riff, did you ever stop to figure...

how many bubbles there are in one
bottle of this here soda pop?

Tony, this is important!

Everything's important, Riff...

you, me, the sweet guy I work for.

The Sharks walk bad. They bite hard.

- And if we don't stop them now...
- Here! Work for a living.

How do you like that? Four and a half
years I live with a buddy and his family.

I think I'm diggin' a guy's character.

Boy, am I a victim of
disappointment in you!

End your sufferin', little man.

Why don't you just pack up
your gear and move out?

'Cause your ma's hot for me.

No! It's 'cause I hate livin'
with my buggin' uncle!

- Come on!
- Come on, uncle!

Now...

go play games with the Jets.

And why not? They're the greatest.

Ain't they?

Were.

You found somethin' better?

No. Not yet, but...

But What?

You won't dig it, Riff.

So try me.

Come on, Tony, try me.

Okay.

Every single night for the
last month, I wake up...

and I'm reaching out.

- For what?
- I don't know.

A dame?

It's right outside the door,
just around the corner...

but it's comin'.

What is?

I don't know. It...

it's like the kick I used
to get from bein' a Jet.

Now you're talkin'!

Man, without a gang, you're an orphan.

With a gang, you walk in
twos, threes, fours...

and your crew is the best...

when you're a Jet, you're out
in the sun, buddy boy...

you're home free home!

Riff, I've had it!

Tony...

Tony, look at me, will ya?

- Come on, look at me.
- I'm lookin' at you.

Now, I never asked the time
of day from a clock, did I?

I never asked nothin' from
nobody, but I'm askin' you...

come to the dance tonight.

I promised Doc I'd clean
up the store tonight.

Then do it after the dance.

Tony, I already told the
guys you'd be there.

If you don't show,
I'll be marked lousy.

What time'd you tell 'em?

10:00.

For me, Tony, for Riff!

- 10:00 it is.
- Womb to tomb?

Birth to earth, and I'll
live to regret this.

Who knows? Maybe what you're waitin'
for'll be twitchin' at the dance tonight.

Yeah. Who knows?

Who knows?

♪ Could be ♪

♪ Who knows? ♪

♪ There's somethin' due any day ♪

♪ I will know right away ♪

♪ Soon as it shows ♪

♪ It may come cannonballin'
down through the sky ♪

♪ Gleam in its eye, bright as a rose ♪

♪ Who knows? ♪

♪ It's only just out of reach ♪

♪ Down the block, on a beach ♪

♪ Under a tree ♪

♪ I got a feelin' there's a miracle due ♪

♪ Gonna come true, comin' to me ♪

♪ Could it be? ♪

♪ Yes, it could ♪

♪ Something's comin', somethin' good ♪

♪ If I can wait ♪

♪ Something's comin' ♪

♪ I don't know what it is ♪

♪ But it is gonna be great ♪

♪ With a click ♪

♪ With a shock ♪

♪ Phone'll jingle, door'll knock ♪

♪ Open the latch ♪

♪ Somethin's comin', don't know when ♪

♪ But it's soon, catch the moon ♪

♪ One-handed catch ♪

♪ Around the corner ♪

♪ Or whistlin' down the river ♪

♪ Come on, deliver ♪

♪ To me ♪

♪ Will it be? ♪

♪ Yes, it will ♪

♪ Maybe just by holdin' still ♪

♪ It'll be there ♪

♪ Come on, somethin', come on in ♪

♪ Don't be shy meet a guy ♪

♪ Pull up a chair ♪

♪ The air is hummin' ♪

♪ And somethin' great is comin' ♪

♪ Who knows? ♪

♪ It's only just out of reach ♪

♪ Down the block, on a beach ♪

♪ Maybe tonight ♪

♪ Maybe tonight ♪

♪ Maybe tonight ♪

Por favor, Anita, you are my friend.

- Stop it, Maria.
- You must make the neck lower.

And you must stop heckling me.

We are working on our time
now, not the old lady's.

- One inch. How much can one little inch do?
- Too much.

Anita, it is now to be a dress for
dancing, no longer for praying!

Listen, with those boys, you can
start in dancing and end up praying.

Querida, one little inch.

- Bernardo made me promise!
- Bernardo!

One month have I been in this country.
Do I ever even touch excitement?

I sew in this place all day.
I sit at home all night.

For what did my fine
brother bring me here?

- To marry Chino.
- Chino.

- When I look at Chino, nothing happens.
- What do you expect to happen?

I don't know. Something.

What happens when you look at Bernardo?

It's when I don't look that it happens.

I think I will tell Mama and Papa
about you and Nardo in the balcony...

of the movies!

- I will rip this to shreds!
- No!

But if you perhaps could
manage to lower the neck...

Next year.

I hate that dress!

Then don't wear it, and don't come
to the dance with us tonight.

Don't come?

- Could we not dye it red at least?
- No, we could not.

White is for babies.

I will be the only one
there in a white...

Sí.

It is a beautiful dress.

I love you!

- Are you ready, ladies?
- Nardo, come in.

Is it not beautiful?

Yes.

- Very.
- I didn't quite hear.

Very beautiful.

Come in, Chino. Do not be afraid.

- But this is a shop for ladies.
- We won't bite you till we know you better.

Chino, you will keep both eyes on Maria
tonight in case I cannot. You too, Anita.

- My brother is a silly watchdog.
- My sister is a precious jewel.

What am I? Cut glass?

Nardo, it is most important that I have a
wonderful time at the dancing tonight.

It is?

Because tonight is the real
beginning of my life...

as a young lady of America.

Let's go!

Get outta here!

Nardo. Cómo está?

Chino. Chino!

Pepe! Pepe! Come on, guys!

Maria.

Look what I got.

Maria, these are some of
my friends you've not met.

Pick up.

This is Loco.

- Mucho gusto.
- Encantada.

- Teresita. My sister Maria.
- Good evening.

- And this is Luis and Rosa.
- Encantada. Rosalie, ai.

Oye, Nardo.

All right, boys and girls. All right.

Attention, please!

Attention!

Come here.

Thank you.

My, this is a fine turnout
we have here tonight.

It's all for you, glad hand.

I know all of you boys and girls...

are here because you want
to make new friends...

and get closer to old ones.

Yeah!

So, tonight, kids, we're
gonna do something special.

We're gonna have a get-together dance!

Ginger! Peachy!

All right, all right,
now, kids, kids...

I want you to form two circles.

- How many?
- Two.

Boys on the outside, and
girls on the inside.

Where are you?

All right.

Now...

when the music stops...

each boy dances with whichever
girl is opposite, okay?

Okay!

Two circles, kids!

Well, it won't hurt you to try.

It hurts. It hurts! It hurts.

Snowboy.

I'm with it.

That's it, kids! Keep the ball rolling.

Round she goes, and where
she stops, nobody knows.

All right, here we go.

Boys to my right, and girls to my left.

- Mambo!
- Mambo!

Go!

Tony!

Mambo!

Mambo!

You're not thinking I'm someone else?

I know you are not.

Or that we've met before?

I know we have not.

I felt...

I knew something never before was
gonna happen, had to happen...

but this is so much more.

My hands are cold.

Yours, too.

So warm.

So beautiful.

Beautiful.

It's so much to believe.

You're not making a joke?

I have not yet learned
how to joke that way.

I think now I never will.

- Get your hands off, American!
- Nardo!

- Stay away from my sister.
- Sister?

- Couldn't you see he's one of them?
- I saw only him.

They want one thing from
a Puerto Rican girl.

- That's a lie!
- Later, Tony!

- Get away!
- Don't listen.

She'll listen to me before
she listens to you.

If you two want to settle this...

Please, boys!
Everything was going so well.

Now, come on! We're all here to
have a good time, aren't we?

Nardo...

Take her out of here. We're going home.

- Nardo, it is my first dance.
- Please. We are family. Now go.

Come, Maria.

Maria.

- I don't want you.
- I want you, though.

I want you for a war council.
Jets and Sharks.

- The pleasure is mine.
- Let's go outside.

I would not leave the ladies here
alone with your kind around.

We will meet you at midnight.

Doc's candy store?

And no jazz before then.

I understand the rules...

native boy.

Ice.

- Doc's at midnight. Spread the word.
- Right, daddy-o.

Maria.

♪ The most beautiful sound I ever heard ♪

♪ All the beautiful sounds of the world ♪

♪ In a single word ♪

♪ Maria ♪

♪ I just met a girl named Maria ♪

♪ And suddenly that name ♪

♪ Will never be the same to me ♪

♪ Maria ♪

♪ I just kissed a girl named Maria ♪

♪ And suddenly I've found ♪

♪ How wonderful a sound can be ♪

♪ Maria ♪

♪ Say it loud, and there 's music playing ♪

♪ Say it soft ♪

♪ And it's almost like praying ♪

♪ Maria ♪

♪ I'll never stop saying ♪

♪ Maria ♪

♪ Say it loud, and there 's music playing ♪

♪ Say it soft ♪

♪ And it's almost like praying ♪

♪ Maria ♪

♪ I'll never stop saying ♪

♪ Maria ♪

♪ The most beautiful sound I ever heard ♪

♪ Maria ♪

Now, I do not say these things
to spoil your evening...

or to hear myself talk.

- I am here longer than you, Maria.
- Sí, Nardo.

Someday, when you're an old
married woman with five kids...

you can tell me what to do.
But right now it is the other way around.

Now go to bed.

He's the old married woman.

You know, she has a mother.
Also a father.

They do not know this country
any better than she does.

And you do not know it at all.
Girls here are free to have fun.

- She is in America now.
- Puerto Rico is in America now.

Sometimes I don't know which is
thicker, your skull or your accent.

Vámonos, muchachos!

Let them wait. Is Maria all right?

- I should be so all right.
- It will not happen again.

Pepe, Indio, after tonight,
things will be settled.

- First settle your stomach.
- Never mind my stomach.

- I mind your nose and your head broken.
- Broken?

Sure! They use Maria for an
excuse to start World War III.

- It is more than that.
- More than what? She was only dancing.

- With an American who's really a Polack.
- Says the Spic.

You are not so cute.

- That Tony is.
- And he works.

- A delivery boy.
- And what are you?

An assistant.

Sí, and Chino makes half
of what the Polack makes.

Here comes the whole commercial!

Your mother's a Pole,
your father's a Swede...

But you were born here,
that's all that you need.

You are an American.
But us? Foreigners!

Lice! Cockroaches!

But it's true!

When I think of how I thought
it would be for us here...

- we came like children believing...
- Trusting with our hearts open!

- With our arms open.
- You came with your mouth open.

You're the Spic, and you
go back in handcuffs.

I'm going back in a Cadillac.

- Air-conditioned!
- Built-in bar!

- Telephone!
- And television!

Compatible color.

If you had all that here, why would
you wanna go back to Puerto Rico?

Or even if you didn't have all that here,
why would you wanna go back to Puerto Rico?

- It's so good here?
- It's so good there?

We had nothing!

We still have nothing,
only more expensive.

- Anita Josefina.
- No. it's plain Anita now.

- Margarita, et cetera.
- You leave me alone. At least I let...

Once an immigrant, always an immigrant!

Look! Instead of a shampoo,
she's been brainwashed!

Stop it!

She has given up Puerto Rico, and
now she's queer for Uncle Sam.

No.

That's not true.

♪ Puerto Rico ♪

♪ My heart's devotion ♪

♪ Let it sink back in the ocean ♪

♪ Always the hurricanes blowing ♪

♪ Always the population growing ♪

Sí!

♪ And the money owing ♪

That's right.

♪ And the sunlight streaming ♪

♪ And the natives steaming ♪

♪ I like the island Manhattan ♪

I know you do!

♪ Smoke on your pipe ♪

♪ And put that in ♪

Olé! Olé!

♪ I like to be in America ♪

♪ Okay by me in America ♪

♪ Everything free in America... ♪

♪ For a small fee in America ♪

Olé!

♪ Buying on credit is so nice ♪

♪ One look at us, and they charge twice ♪

♪ I have my own washing machine ♪

♪ What will you have,
though, to keep clean ♪

♪ Skyscrapers bloom in America ♪

♪ Cadillacs zoom in America ♪

♪ industry boom in America ♪

♪ Twelve in a room in America ♪

♪ Lots of new housing with more space ♪

♪ Lots of doors slamming in our face ♪

♪ I'll get a terrace apartment ♪

♪ Better get rid of your accent ♪

♪ Life can be bright in America ♪

♪ If you can fight in America ♪

♪ Life is all right in America ♪

♪ If you're all-white in America ♪

♪ America ♪

♪ America ♪

♪ America ♪

♪ America ♪

♪ Here you are free, and you have pride ♪

♪ Long as you stay on your own side ♪

♪ Free to be anything you choose ♪

♪ Free to wait tables and shine shoes ♪

♪ Everywhere grime in America ♪

♪ Organized crime in America ♪

♪ Terrible time in America ♪

♪ You forget I'm in America ♪

♪ I think I go back to San Juan ♪

♪ I know a boat you can get on ♪

♪ Bye-bye! ♪

♪ Everyone there will give big cheer ♪

♪ Everyone there will have moved here ♪

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Olé!

Muchachos. Vámonos, muchachos.
Es tarde.

Es tarde!

Come on! Chino!

What are you doing?

- Meet me on the roof later.
- "Meet me on the roof later."

- Will you or won't you?
- "Will you or won't you?"

Will you?

You have your big,
important war council.

The council...

or me?

First, one...

and then the other.

No. I'm an American girl now.

I don't wait.

Back home, women know their place.

Back home, little boys
don't have war councils.

But they do here.

You want me to be an
American, don't you?

Buenas noches, Anita
Josefina Teresita...

Beatriz del Carmen
Margarita et cetera...

et cetera, et cetera!

Immigrant!

Buenas noches!

- Buenas noches, Maria!
- Adiós, Maria!

Good night, Maria!

Good night!

Maria!

- Maria!
- Quiet.

- Come down!
- No.

- Maria!
- Please.

My mother and father will wake up.

Just for a minute.

- A minute is not enough.
- For an hour, then.

I cannot.

Then forever. Then I'm coming up.

Maria!

Momentito, papá.

- Now see what you've done?
- Momentito, Maria.

Cállate.

- It is dangerous. If Bernardo knew...
- We will let him know.

I'm not one of 'em, Maria.

But you are not one of us,
and I am not one of you.

- To me, you're all the beautiful...
- Maruca!

Sí, ya vengo, papá.

Maruca?

His pet name for me.

I like him, and he will like me.

No.

He's like Bernardo, afraid.

- Imagine being afraid of you!
- You see?

I see you.

Oh, Maria, see only me.

♪ Only you ♪

♪ You're the only thing I'll see ♪

♪ Forever ♪

♪ In my eyes, in my words ♪

♪ And in everything I do ♪

♪ Nothing else but you ♪

♪ Ever ♪

♪ And there's nothing for me but Maria ♪

♪ Every sight that I see is Maria ♪

♪ Tony, Tony ♪

♪ Always you ♪

♪ Every thought I'll ever know ♪

♪ Everywhere I go, you'll be... ♪

♪ All the world is only ♪

♪ You and me ♪

♪ Tonight, tonight ♪

♪ It all began tonight ♪

♪ I saw you, and the world went away ♪

♪ Tonight, tonight ♪

♪ There's only you tonight ♪

♪ What you are, what you do ♪

♪ What you say ♪

♪ Today, all day, I had the feeling ♪

♪ A miracle would happen ♪

♪ I know now I was right ♪

♪ For here you are ♪

♪ And what was just a world is a star ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ The world is full of light ♪

♪ With suns and moons ♪

♪ All over the place ♪

♪ Tonight, tonight ♪

♪ The world is wild and bright ♪

♪ Going mad, shooting sparks into space ♪

♪ Today the world was just an address ♪

♪ A place for me to live in ♪

♪ No better than all right ♪

♪ But here you are ♪

♪ And what was just a world is a star ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

Maruca! Es tarde!

I cannot stay. Go quickly.

- I'm not afraid!
- Please.

Good night.

Buenas noches.

I love you.

Yes.

Yes. Hurry.

Tony.

- When will I see you?
- Tomorrow.

I work at the bridal shop across the street.
Madam Lucia's.

I'll come there.

- At closing time, 6:00.
- Yeah.

Good night.

Good night.

Tony.

When you come, use the back door.

Sí.

Tony.

What does Tony stand for?

Anton.

Te adoro, Anton.

Te adoro, Maria.

♪ Good night ♪

♪ Good night ♪

♪ Sleep well ♪

♪ And when you dream ♪

♪ Dream of me ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

Where the devil are them Sharks?

- Maybe they're too chicken to show.
- We got time, A-Rab.

- Riff and Ice ain't even here yet.
- Come on, come on!

- He don't use a switchblade.
- What?

- He don't even use an atomic ray gun.
- Who don't?

- Captain Marvel. Gee, I love him.
- So marry him!

I ain't never gonna get married.
Too noisy.

You ain't never gonna get married.

- Too ugly.
- Pow! Pow!

Wacko jacko!
Down goes a teenage hoodlum.

Gee, could a real zip gun
make you do like that?

No, the zip gun could make you do.
You better wear diapers!

Go walk the streets like your sister.

Listen, jailbait, I licked you
twice, and I can do it again!

Come on, Anybodys, knock it off.

- Riff's here.
- Okay, cats, all present and accounted for?

I'm really proud of you.
You did good at the dance.

- So where are they?
- Unwind, Action. Any sign of Tony?

Invisible, man.

What do you think the
Sharks are gonna ask for?

- Mercy.
- Just rubber hoses maybe.

Relax, little man.

- You tell him, daddy-o.
- I'm ready.

Easy. Cool.

Cracko jacko!

Riff, look, in a tight spot, you're
gonna need every man you can get.

- No.
- An American tragedy.

- Pow!
- Poo.

Look, when the Sharks
come, you chicks cut out.

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.

And you can punctuate it.

What are we poopin'
around with dumb broads?

I and Velma ain't dumb!

The bulls!

- You.
- You!

- Who?
- Who?

Who me?

Top of the evening, Officer Krupke.

- You.
- Who, me, sir?

Yeah, you. Didn't you hear me?

Yes, sir. I got 20-20 hearing.

Then why didn't you answer me?

His mother told him never
answer back to a cop.

You little wise apple!
You want me to run you in?

Indeed not, sir.

I oughta run all youse punks in.

What are ya standin' around here
for, blockin' the sidewalks?

You see, sir, we're afraid to go home.
It's such a bad environment.

- We don't get no love there.
- It's awful.

If you don't leave us on
the streets all night...

we liable to turn into a bunch
of juvenile delinquents.

Listen, I know youse guys was
cookin' up somethin' at the dance.

So don't think you'll
put nothin' over on me.

- Sergeant, come on, quick! We got a 10-13.
- Now, go on. Get a move on, all of youse.

And don't let me catch none
of youse around here later.

I'll see you around.

You forgot to say good-bye.

Them headbusters ain't got no manners.

"And don't let me catch
none of youse here later!"

- They treat us like we ain't even human.
- He was pretty mad.

So, what happened?
A big fat nothin', right?

Yeah, but suppose he comes back...

while we are havin' the war council?

We'll snow him some more.
See, them cops...

they believe everything they
read in the papers about us JD's.

So that's what we give 'em,
somethin' to believe in.

You!

- Who, me, Officer Krupke?
- Yeah, you! Give me one good reason...

for not draggin' you down to
the station house, you punk!

♪ Dear ♪

♪ Kindly Sergeant Krupke ♪

♪ Ya gotta understand ♪

♪ It's just our bringin'-upke ♪

♪ That gets us out of hand ♪

♪ Our mothers all are junkies ♪

♪ Our fathers all are drunks ♪

♪ Golly Moses ♪

♪ Naturally, we're punks ♪

♪ 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 touchin' good story.
- Let me tell it to the world!

- Just tell it to the judge.
- Who's gonna be the judge?

♪ Dear ♪

♪ Kindly judge, your honor ♪

♪ 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 ought to 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 ♪

Hear ye! Hear ye!

In the opinion of this court,
this child is depraved...

on account he ain't had a normal home.

Hey, I'm depraved on
account I'm deprived!

So take him to a head shrinker. You!

- Who, me?
- You be the head shrinker.

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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!

So take him to a social vorker.

- Vich vay?
- That vay.

♪ 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 anti-social ♪

♪ I'm only anti-work ♪

♪ Gloriosky! ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Officer Krupke ♪

♪ We're down on our knees ♪

♪ 'Cause no one wants a fella
with a social disease ♪

♪ Officer Krupke ♪

♪ What are we to do? ♪

♪ Gee, Officer Krupke ♪

♪ Krup you! ♪

Curfew, gentlemen and ladies.

- Aren't you up a little late, Baby John?
- I got insomnia, Doc. Too many worries.

- Any of you seen Tony tonight?
- You betcha we did.

He was supposed to clean up the store.

Maybe he decided to clean
up the PR's instead.

Tony?

- Doc, you ain't gonna close up now.
- I'm not?

- Listen, we got a war council here.
- A who?

To determine weapons.
We gotta set up a mix with the PR's.

Weapons. You couldn't play basketball?

- Get with it, buster.
- You don't understand.

We got special business
comin' here tonight.

- Makin' trouble for the Puerto Ricans?
- They make trouble for us.

For you, trouble is a relief.

We gotta stand up to 'em, Doc.
It's important.

Fightin' over a little piece
of street is so important?

- To us, it is!
- To hoodlums, it is.

Who you calling hoodlum?

- War council...
- Don't start that.

- Rumbles. Why, when I was your age...
- When you was my age!

When my old man was my age,
my brother 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!

I'll dig you an early grave,
that's what I'll dig.

Dig, dig, dig!

- Okay, Doc, set 'em up. Cokes all around.
- Let's get down to business.

So, Bernardo hasn't learned the
procedures of gracious living.

I don't like you, either, so cut it.

Okay, kick it, Dos.

- Boys, couldn't you maybe 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 this afternoon?

Who jumped me the first
clay I moved here?

- Who asked you to move here?
- Who asked you?

- Back where you came from.
- Spies.

- Mick!
- Wop!

We accept.

- Time?
- Tomorrow?

After dark.

- Place?
- The park?

The river.

Under the highway.

- Weapons?
- Doc! Doc!

- Tony!
- Weapons!

Weapons.

- You call.
- Your challenge.

Afraid to call?

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.
- I'm calling you all chicken!

Big, tough buddy boys gotta throw bricks.
Afraid to get in close?

Afraid to slug it out?
Afraid to use plain skin?

- Not even garbage?
- That ain't a rumble.

- Who says?
- You said call weapons.

A rumble 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.

Okay. 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.

- But I thought I would be fighting with...
- You shook on it.

Yes. I shook on it.

Look, Bernardo, if you
wanna change your mind...

Bernardo, baby, would
you like a cigarette?

No, thank you. I don't smoke.

Evening, Lieutenant.

I and Tony was just closing up.

Now, 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. How about that?

Do you mind?

I have no mind. I'm the village idiot.

You know, headquarters hears about
this, I may even get a promotion.

Good deal all around, 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 whole
town into a stinkin' pigsty?

Don't stop him! He wants to get
home, write letters to San Juan...

tell 'em how he's got
it made over here!

What I mean is, clear out, you!
I said, clear out!

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!

Okay, fellas...

where's the rumble gonna be?

Come on!

Regular Americans don't rub
with the gold teeth unless...

- Lieutenant...
- You shut your mouth!

Come on, Baby John.

Before that smooth little kisser
of yours gets out up for life.

Now, 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 ought to take you to the station
and throw you in the can now!

You and the tinhorn immigrant
scum you come from!

How's your old man's DT's, A-Rab?

How's the action on your mother's
side of the street, Action?

One of these days, there won't
be anybody to hold you.

Get him out of here!
Come on! Beat it! Go!

Don't worry!
I'll find out where it's gonna be.

So be sure to finish each other off,
because if you don't, I will!

Yeah, sure.

Understand them.

That's what they keep telling me
down at headquarters. "Understand."

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.

- Got a feelin'.
- What have you been takin' tonight?

A trip to the moon!
And 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 gonna see her tomorrow,
and 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.

What has Chino done to her?

Chino? Why Chino?

- Maybe she's just dolling up for us.
- Gracias, querida.

Rosalie, 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 ♪

♪ She isn't in love, she's merely insane ♪

♪ It must be the heat ♪

♪ Or some rare disease ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Well-bred and mature ♪

♪ And out of her mind ♪

America, Miss America!

Speech!

Miss America, bravo! Speech!

Speech!

♪ I feel pretty ♪

♪ Oh, so pretty ♪

♪ That the city should give me it's key ♪

♪ A committee ♪

♪ Should be organized to honor me ♪

♪ I feel dizzy ♪

♪ I feel sunny ♪

♪ I feel fizzy and funny and fine ♪

♪ And so pretty ♪

♪ Miss America can just resign ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ I feel stunning ♪
♪ I feel stunning ♪

♪ And entrancing ♪
♪ And entrancing ♪

♪ Feel like running ♪
♪ Feel like running ♪

♪ And dancing for joy ♪

♪ For I'm loved ♪

♪ By a pretty wonderful boy ♪

Cállate! Por favor, muchachas!

You want to sing, do
it with the needle,

or you'll be out in the streets
singing for your supper!

But Madam Lucia, what can you expect?
We use Singer sewing machines.

Sure.

You make the bad joke home
where I can't hear it.

- Go now. Go home. it's closing time. Shoo!
- Buenas noches, Madam Lucia.

- You put down the shades?
- Yes.

Turn off the lights,
and lock the doors.

- Buenas noches, Anita.
- Buenas noches.

- Adiós
- The jail is open.

I thought she'd never leave.

You know, it's hard to believe
that old bag of a witch

was once a young bag like us.

Come on, 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'm in no hurry.
- I am!

I'm going home now and take
a nice, long bubble bath.

- Black orchid.
- Black orchid?

All over.

I gotta date with Nardo
after the rumble.

What rumble?

Oh...well, uh...

Nardo's Sharks and those
boys at the dance.

They fight each other tonight?

They don't play patsy.

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 tonight?

- No.
- Yes!

- Why?
- You must go and stop it.

I have stopped it. It'll only be a
fistfight between two of 'em. Nardo...

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, then.

I believe you.

- You do have magic.
- Of course.

I've got you.

And tonight, after I stop the
rumble that isn't a 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 come runnin' 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. Try not to smile.

She'll say, "Skinny, but pretty."

She is plump, no doubt?

Fat.

I take after my mama. Delicate-boned.

Not in front of Mama!

I would like to see Papa in this.

Mama will make him ask
about your prospects.

Many.

- If you go to church.
- 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 honor.

- That color 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 crying already.

I, Anton...

take thee, Maria...

I, Maria, take thee, Anton...

For richer, for poorer...

In sickness and in health...

To love and to honor...

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 ♪

♪ 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, 'Okay 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 fall ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 jazz it tonight ♪

♪ And for us stars will shine ♪

♪ We're gonna mix it tonight ♪

♪ Today the minutes seem like hours ♪

♪ The hours go so slowly ♪

♪ To stop them 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 ♪

Ready.

- Now, move in and shake hands.
- For what?

That's the way it's done, buddy boy.

More gracious living?

Look, every one of you hates every
one of us, and we hate you back.

Let's get at it.

- Sure.
- Here we go.

- Let's get in there...
- Come on, Ice.

Come on, Ice, come on!

Keep your eyes open!

Hold it!

Tony! Get with the gang. It's all okay.

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.

- Okay, Nardo?
- Tony!

Hold it! Now, let's just cool it.

The deal is, a fair fight
between you and Ice.

- Come on, get with the gang.
- Mother hen protecting the little one?

- I'll give you a battle.
- 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 wanna, Bernardo.
- I'm sure.

- Now, listen to me.
- Are you chicken?

- There's no need to fight.
- The hell there ain't!

- You've got it wrong!
- Chicken!

- Why can't you understand?
- Understand, chicken!

- Get out of here!
- Kill him, Tony!

Come on!

- Afraid to fight?
- Come on.

- Let me see you fight.
- Chicken boy!

He is chicken!

Pretty boy. Listen to him!

Don't! Stop it!
We got nothin' to fight about.

- Bernardo!
- Yellow-bellied chicken!

- Don't push me!
- Come on, you yellow-bellied Polack!

- Riff! What are you doin'?
- Get outta here, Tony!

- Riff, don't!
- Hold him!

Let me go!

Riff, don't!

Keep outta this!

Somebody stop him!

Let me go!

Ice!

Tiger!

Riff!

- Come on, Nardo!
- Stop him!

Riff, don't!

Get them!

Maria!

Tony, come on! Come on, Tony!

We gotta get out of here! Come on!

Come on, Tony! Come on!

Get outta here!

Come on!

Come on, Tony!

Wait for me, Rosa.

Chino!

There was no one downstairs.

My mother and father are at the store.
I didn't expect you to come by.

- I would have waited down...
- Maria.

- You have been fighting, Chino?
- Yes.

- I am sorry.
- That is not like you.

- No.
- You must go home and wash up.

- I will see you tomorrow.
- Maria, at the rumble...

- There was no rumble.
- There was.

- No. You are wrong.
- There was.

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, true, you are lying! Why?

Why do you lie to me, Chino?

Mama! Mama!

- Bernardo está muerto!
- Bernardo, muerto?

No!

Santa María, 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.

Make it not be...

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's like my brother...

when Bernardo killed him,
Bernardo didn't mean it either.

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!
- I must.

- Stay! Stay with me.
- Maria, I love you so much!

Don't leave me!

Whatever you want, I'll do.

- Hold me!
- Forever!

Tighten

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?

Nothin'.

What are you doin' nothin' here for?
Come on.

I don't want the guys to see me, A-Rab.

Why not?

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. You hear me? Cut it out!
- A-Rab, what are we gonna do?

We'll meet the other guys and form up.
That's what we'll do.

Now, come on. Let's go.

You got a handkerchief first?

What's wrong with your sleeve?

- Where you been?
- Where do you think, the Stork Club?

- We thought they nabbed you.
- Go on.

- You didn't see Tony?
- Nothin' but coppers.

What's wrong with him?

There's nothin' wrong.
He's okay, you get it?

All right, all right!

- Maybe we oughta go home.
- For what?

- Betcha they got him.
- Not Tony.

- Man, he was great, right, Baby John?
- Yeah.

- He really come through for the Jets.
- Just like Riff said he...

Said he would.

I want Riff!

Come on, Graziella.

Nobody was supposed to get killed.

It just...

They're gonna pay!

- Them stinkin' Sharks.
- Dirty fighting.

They started it!

So why don't we finish it?
We gotta show 'em who's on top.

- The Jets! Let's do it now!
- Ain't we had enough?

- What's the matter, you scared?
- Who you callin' scared?

- Lay off of him.
- Mind your own business.

Don't sound off on me. I'll...

- You'll do what?
- Knock it off!

Shut up down there, you dirty
bunch of good-for-nothings!

Go home where you belong!

Who you callin' good-for-nothin',
you loudmouth crud head?

Come down, I'll put
this through your face!

- Get inside! All of you!
- Come on!

- Shut up!
- I don't have to take that from nobody!

Next creep who sounds on me,
I swear the next guy...

You'll laugh!

Yeah.

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 askin' 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 cooly cool, boy ♪

♪ Don 't get hot ♪

♪ 'Cause, 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!

Cool it, A-Rab, cool it!

Go, cool!

Pow!

Go!

Cool!

- Cool!
- Go!

- Crazy!
- Cool!

- Go!
- Crazy!

Go!

♪ 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 ♪

Okay.

Let's go.

Where we goin'?

If we lay low, the coppers
are gonna smell fish.

- So the first thing we do...
- Buddy boy!

- Go wear a skirt.
- I got scabby knees. Listen...

First, start showing around
like we got nothin' to hide.

Suppose they ask us about the rumble.

Supposin' they ask you where's Tony and
what party's lookin' for him with a gun!

You know somethin'?

- I know I gotta go get a skirt.
- Come on, Anybodys!

- What's the freak know?
- Plenty!

I figured somebody oughta
infiltrate PR territory...

and spy around.

I'm very large with shadows, you know.

I can slip in and out of 'em
like wind through a fence.

- Boy, is she ever makin' the most of it.
- You bet your fat "A," I am!

- Spill it!
- Okay.

I hear Chino tellin' the Sharks somethin'
about Tony and Bernardo's sister.

And then I hear Chino say,

"If it's the last thing I do,
I'm gonna get that Polack."

And then he pulls out the bad news!

- Them PR's won't stop.
- Till we stop 'em.

Hold it!

Now, listen...

Tony come through for us.
We gotta come through for Tony.

- We gotta find him before Chino finds him.
- And burns him.

You cover the river!
Snowboy, get over to Doc's.

- I'll take the alleys.
- We'll take the streets.

- The park.
- The schoolyard.

We'll take the playground.

What about me?

You? In and out of the shadows.

- Maybe you'll find Tony in one of them.
- Right!

You done good, buddy boy.

Thanks, daddy-o.

Who is...

Maria.

Maria, it's Anita. You in there?

- Maria?
- Yes.

Open the door. I need you.

No.

- Now you are afraid, too?
- What?

I'll be right there.

- Together.
- But where?

The bus station. We'll go so far
away, they'll never find us.

- How can we?
- Doc will help us. I'll get money from him.

- You'll meet me at his store.
- At Doc's, yes.

- I'll wait for you there.
- All right.

Yes.

Hurry!

Coming, Anita.

Anita.

- All right, now you know.
- And you still don't know.

He is one of them!

- No, Anita!
- Yes!

♪ A boy like that ♪

♪ Would 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 ♪

♪ 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 forever ♪

♪ 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, if he touches
him, I swear to you, I'll...

- You'll do what Tony did to Bernardo.
- I love Tony.

I know.

I loved Bernardo.

- Anybody home?
- Yes.

- Bernardo's sister, please.
- She isn't feeling well.

Who is?

Hello, miss.

I'm Lt. Schrank. I don't like to
disturb you at a time like this...

Yes, a very bad time.
You'll excuse me, please.

- I have a couple of questions to ask.
- Afterwards, please.

- I must go to my brother now.
- Now, just 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 last night, 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.

- Can't find him. He ain't nowhere.
- He's right down there in the cellar.

- Tony?
- Safe and sound.

- I found him.
- You warn him about Chino?

- What's he doin' in the cellar?
- Keepin' the mice company, stupid.

- No sign of Chino?
- Nothin'.

His luck.

I'll slip out the back and
check the alleys again.

- You guys hang here.
- Right.

- Boy, I'm thirsty. Where's Doc?
- Upstairs raising getaway money for Tony.

- Doc ain't got no money.
- His mattress has.

Come on. Cut the frabberjabber.
Grab some readin' matter.

Play the juke. Some of you get outside.

If you see Chino or those
stinkin' PR's comin...

- I'd like to see Doc.
- He ain't here.

- Where is he?
- He went to the bank.

They made a mistake in his favor.

The banks are closed at night.
Where is he?

You know how skinny Doc is.

He slipped in through
the night-deposit slot.

And got stuck halfway in.

Which indicates there's no
tellin' 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.

Please.

Por favor.

- Will you let me pass?
- She's too dark to pass.

- Don't
- Please don't.

- Por favor.
- No comprende.

- Gracias.
- De nada.

Mambo!

- Listen, you!
- We're listenin'.

Look, I gotta give a
friend of yours a message.

- I gotta tell Tony...
- He ain't here.

- I know he is.
- Who says he is?

- Who's the message 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.

- But 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!

- Don't.
- Garlic mouth.

- I want to help!
- Come on!

- Go!
- Chiquita!

No!

Olé! Olé!

Hey, babe!

Come on!

Let's get her!

- No, you don't.
- Come on, baby.

Come on!

Stop it!

What are you doing there?

Bernardo was right.

If one of you...

was lying in the street bleeding...

l'd walk by and spit on you!

She'll tell Chino that
Tony's in the cellar.

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.
- Doc, you're a pal.

You're the best friend a guy ever had.

I'll pay you back as soon as I can.
I promise.

- Forget that.
- No, I'll never! I couldn't.

Doc, you know what we're gonna
do in the country, Maria and me?

We'll have kids, and we'll
name 'em all after you...

even the girls, so when you 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...

Never 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.

Not Maria, Doc.

She's...

Chino!

Come and get me, too, Chino!

- Come and get me, too!
- Tony!

Who's that?

- It's me, Anybodys. Come on.
- Get out of here!

- Chino, come and get me, damn you!
- What are you doin'?

Get out of here!

Why don't you come with me?
We'll find...

It ain't playin' anymore!
Can't any of you get that?

- But the gang...
- You're a girl! Be a girl and beat it!

Come on, Chino! Get me, too!

I'm callin' for you, Chino!

There's nobody here but me. Come on!

Please, will you?

I'm waitin' for you.

I want you to.

Maria.

Tony!

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!

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?

No!

Don't you touch him!

Te adoro, Anton.

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