Most scenes together: Maria & Tony (9), Bernardo & Anita (6), Maria & Anita (4)
Bottles, knives, guns. What a coop full of chickens?
Who are you calling chicken?
Every dog knows his own.
I'm calling you all chicken. Big tough buddy-boys gotta throw bricks, huh? Afraid you're getting close? Afraid to slug it out? Afraid to use plain skin? How about a fair fight if you've got the guts to risk that? Best man from each gang will slug it out.
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.
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' you about tonight? You wanna live in this lousy world? You play it cool.
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. [Bernardo bursts up from his chair, and is restrained by Riff] Don't stop him. He wants to get home. Write a few letters to San Juan, tell them about how he's got it made over here. What I mean is, CLEAR OUT! 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. Whaddya you got? Things are tough all over. BEAT IT!
Glad Hand I want you to form two circles...boys on the outside and girls on the inside...When the music stops, each boy dances with whichever girl is opposite.
If you don't leave us stay out on the streets all night, we're liable to turn into a bunch of juvenile delinquents.
Listen, I know yus guys was cookin' up somethin' at the dance tonight. So don't think yus are gonna put nothin' over on me...Now go on, get a move on, all of yus. And don't let me catch none of yus around here when I get back.
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.
If Bernardo knew.
We'll let him know. I'm not one of 'em, Maria.
But you are not one of us. And I am not one of you.
I like to be in America, OK by me in America, Everything free in America
For a small fee in America.
Buying on credit is so nice.
One look at us and they charge twice.
Rosalia I'll have my own washing machine.
What will you have, though, to keep clean?
And you still don't know. He is one of them.
No, Anita.
Yes.
Stay with me. Don't leave me...Hold me...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.
You hoodlums don't own these streets. And I've had all the rough-house I can put up with around here. You want to 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.
OK Sharks, vamonos.
Boy, as if this neighborhood wasn't crummy enough. Now look, fellas. Fellas? Look, let's be reasonable, huh? 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 PRs [Puerto Ricans] from now on. I said nice - GET IT! 'Cause if you don't, and I catch any of ya doing any more brawlin' in my territory, I'm gonna personally beat the living crud out of each and every one of yas and see that you go to the can and rot there. Say goodbye to the nice boys, Krupke.
Goodbye boys.
You must go and stop it.
I have stopped it. It's only gonna be a fist fight now between two of 'em...
Any fight is no good for us.
Maria, 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.
Why don't you get smart, you stupid hooligans? I oughta take you down to the station and throw you in the can right now. You and the tin-horn immigrant scum you come from.
Te adoro, Anton.
