Ponyboy: Nature's first green is gold, / Her hardest hue to hold. / Her early leaf's a flower, / But only so an hour. / Then leaf subsides to leaf, / So Eden sank to grief. / So dawn goes down to day, / Nothing gold can stay.

Johnny: Where did you learn that? That's what I meant.

Ponyboy: Robert Frost wrote it. I always remembered it because I never quite knew what he meant.

Johnny: [his last words] Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold.

[last lines]

Ponyboy: When I stepped out,into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house,I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman,and a ride home.

Johnny: Ponyboy, I asked the nurse to give you this book so you could finish it. It was worth saving those little kids. Their lives are worth more than mine. They have more to live for. Tell Dally it was worth it. I'm just gonna miss you guys. I've been thinking about it, and that poem, that guy that wrote it. He meant you are gold when you're a kid, like green. When you're a kid everything is new, dawn. It's just. Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That's gold. Keep it that way, it's a good way to be. I want you to tell Dally to look at one. I don't think he's ever really seen a sunset. There's still a lot of good in the world. Tell Dally. I don't think he knows. Your buddy, Johnny.

Steve: Hate to tell you this, buddy, but you have to wear clothes to work. There's a law or something.

Bob Shelton: You guys know what Greasers are? White trash with long, greasy hair.

Ponyboy: You know what a Soc is?

Bob Shelton: What?

Ponyboy: White trash with mustangs and madras.

[spits at Bob]

Dallas: We gotta win that fight tonight. We gotta get even with those Socs! Let's do it for Johnny, man. We'll do it for Johnny!

Sodapop Curtis: [In the "Complete Novel" version; after Sodapop runs out from Ponyboy and Darry's fight, Ponyboy tackles him] Goddamn it, Ponyboy, you should have gone out for football instead of track.

Ponyboy: [On the ground] Where the hell do you think you're going?

Sodapop Curtis: I don't know, man. It's just like sometimes I have to get out. It's like I'm the middle man in a tug-of-war or something between you guys. I don't know, I can't take sides.

[Sits down. To Ponyboy]

Sodapop Curtis: Ponyboy, Darry could've put you in a boys' home, worked his way through college. I'm telling you the truth, Pony. I'm happy working at a gas station. Working with cars. I'm dumb. It's alright, I don't mind. You're not Pony. You'd never be happy doing something like that.

[to Darry]

Sodapop Curtis: Darry, you gotta stop yelling at him for every little thing he does, man. I mean, he, he feels things differently than you. Bad enough to have to...


Sodapop Curtis: ...to listen to you. But when you start trying to get me to take sides. We're all we got left now. If we don't have each other, then we ain't got nothing. And when you ain't got nothin, you end up like Dally... I don't mean dead either, I mean, I mean how he was before. So please...

[Starts crying]

Sodapop Curtis: Don't fight anymore... please...

Darrel Curtis: Sure... sure little buddy, we ain't goin' to fight anymore.

[Hugs Sodapop]

Sodapop Curtis: [Sees Ponyboy looking left out and crying] Ponyboy... Pony.

[Ponyboy goes over to hug Sodapop]

Sodapop Curtis: Now, don't you start bawlin' too, Pony. One bawl-baby in this family's enough.

Ponyboy: [Crying] I ain't cryin'.

Sodapop Curtis: Let's go home. I'm cold.

[They get up and race each other home]

Johnny: Leave her alone, Dal.

Dallas: What'd you say?

Johnny: Come on, you heard me. Leave her alone.

Dallas: What'd you say, you little shit? What'd you say to me? Wiseass.

[Dallas yells at a doctor after seeing Johnny die]

Dallas: WHY DO YOU BOTHER HELPING PEOPLE, HUH? It doesn't do any good.

Dallas: [passing Ponyboy while lying on a stretcher at the hospital after saving the children from the burning church] You ever pull a stunt like that again, I'll kill you.

Ponyboy: [hugging Darrel] Darry!

Darrel Curtis: [crying] I thought we lost you like we did Mom and Dad.

[first lines]

Ponyboy: [voicecover] When I stepped out into the bright sunlight, from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman, and a ride home.

Johnny: It's like the mist is what's pretty, ya know? All gold and silver.

Ponyboy: Hmm.

Johnny: Too bad it can't stay like that all the time.

Ponyboy: Nothing gold can stay.

Johnny: I used to talk about killing myself all the time, man. But I don't wanna die now. It ain't long enough. Sixteen years ain't gonna be long enough. Hell, I wouldn't care so much if there hadn't been so many things I haven't done yet. So many damn things I ain't seen or done. That time when we were in Windrixville was the only time I've ever been away from my neighborhood.

Johnny: What's goin' on, Dal?

Dallas: [Smoking a cigarette] We're early.

Ponyboy: What do you want to do?

Dallas: [Smiles] Nothin' legal, man. Let's get outta here.

Ponyboy: Darry hit me! I swear, we used to get along just fine until Mom and Dad died. Now he can't stand me.

Johnny: I think I like it better when the old man's hittin' me. At least he knows I'm there.

Dallas: I don't like little kids. I just, I just don't like them.

Nurse: What's happened to your gown?

Dallas: I threw it away.

Nurse: [rolls eyes] I can't wait till you're outta here.

Dallas: Get out, just get out! You're making me sick in my stomach.


Ponyboy: [after climbing through the church windows, of Jerry] Is the guy coming?

Johnny: No.

Ponyboy: Why? Too scared?

Johnny: Naw, too fat, man.

Cherry: Can't you leave us alone? BE NICE AND LEAVE US ALONE!

Dallas: I'm never nice. Can I interest you in a Coca-Cola or a 7-Up?


Motorcycle Cop: [Pulls Dallas over for speeding] Where's the fire?

Dallas: [Lying] This kid fell off his motorcycle, I'm taking him to the hospital.

Motorcycle Cop: Is he hurt bad?

Dallas: How should I know? I ain't no doc.

[Cop goes away]

Dallas: Sucker.

Two Bit: Shoot, this house ain't dirty. You ought to see my house.

Ponyboy: I have and if you had the sense of a billy goat, you'd clean your house up 'stead of bummin' 'round ours.

Two Bit: Shoot, kid, if I did that, my mom would die of shock.

Ponyboy: [Two-Bit is wrestling him] I gotta cut smoking or I'll never make track next year.

Johnny: I killed him. I killed that boy.

[Quiet, scared voice]

Johnny: I killed him.

Ponyboy: I think I'm gonna be sick

Johnny: Go ahead, man. I won't look at you.

Darrel Curtis: You smoke more than a pack today and I'll skin you. Understood?

Ponyboy: Yeah. You carry more than one bundle of roofing at a time and me an' Soda'll skin you. Understood?

Mrs. Cade: [Two-Bit and Ponyboy are at the hospital visiting Johnny. Mrs. Cade is furious because the nurses won't let her in] I've got a RIGHT to see him! He's my son! He'd rather see these no-good punks than his own mother? You skum...

Two Bit: [near tears] No wonder he hates your guts. You don't even care about him, you damn drunk. You go to hell. Go straight to hell.

Two Bit: What are you thinking about me becoming your personal bodyguard huh Ponyboy?

Ponyboy: I don't think it's too hot of an idea.

Cherry: I hope I never see Dallas Winston again. If I do I'd... probably fall in love with him.

Two Bit: [referring to Pony with his hair bleached] Look at the blonde-headed monkey!

[Ponyboy has fainted and is delirious following the death of Johnny and Dally]

Ponyboy: Soda, is somebody sick?

Sodapop Curtis: Yeah, somebody's sick...

Darrel Curtis: Listen, with your brains and grades, you could get a scholarship, and we could put you through college, ain't that right, Soda? But you're livin' in a vacuum, Pony, and you're gonna have to cut it out. You just don't stop living because you lose somebody. I thought you knew that. And anytime you don't like the way I'm running things around here, you can just get out, ALRIGHT?

Ponyboy: YOU'D LIKE THAT, WOULDN'T YOU? YOU'D LIKE ME TO JUST GET THE HELL OUT! Well it's not that easy. Is it, Soda?


Dallas: What do you guys want?

Ponyboy: Johnny killed a Soc.

Dallas: What? Alright. Good for you. Let's go.

Johnny: Well I figured you could get us out if anyone could, Dal. I- I'm sorry I got you away from this party and all but I just don't know what to do, man.

Dallas: Nah. I was just uh... I was just trying to get some sleep. I got in a fight with Sheppard tonight. Wait a minute. Let me think about this mess. Get in.

[pulls Ponyboy and Johnny inside]

Dallas: Ponyboy, are you wet?

Dallas: Here, I thought this might cool you off.

[hands Cherry a coke and sits right next to her]

Cherry: [takes the straw out of her coke and throws it in Dally's face] Maybe that'll cool YOU off, Greaser... when you learn to talk and act decent, then maybe I'll cool off too.

Dallas: [wipes some of the coke off his face and goes in for Cherry] Firey, huh? Just the way I like them!

Cherry: [tries to push Dallas off] GET OFF OF ME!

Dallas: Come on...

Johnny: Look, leave her alone, Dal!

Dallas: What'd you say?

Johnny: [a little bit frightened] Come on Dal, you heard me.

Dallas: What'd you say? What'd you say you little shit? What'd you say to me?

Johnny: Come on...

Dallas: Wiseass!

[seconds later he gets up and leaves]

Ponyboy: Now you blew it.

Cherry: [Turns to Johnny] Thank you... he had me scared to death!

Johnny: You sure didn't show it. Ain't nobody ever talk to Dal like that!

Cherry: From what I saw, you do.

Dallas: I'm sorry. I didn't know you had this problem with yelling in my face.

Johnny: Man that was one tough car. Mustangs, they're tough.

[Ponyboy comes home]

Darrel Curtis: Where the hell have you been? Do you know what time it is? It's 2:00 in the morning, kiddo!

Sodapop Curtis: [sleepily] Hey, Pony. Where you been?

Ponyboy: Fell asleep in the lot.

Darrel Curtis: You WHAT?

Ponyboy: I was talking to Johnny and I fell asleep in the lot. Didn't mean to.

Darrel Curtis: Yeah, hey!

[tries to close the bedroom door after him but Darry flings it open and follows]

Darrel Curtis: And I can't even call the cops because you two would be put in a boys' home so fast it would make your heads spin.

Sodapop Curtis: Come on, Pony. Let's go to bed now.

Ponyboy: Look, I said I didn't mean to!

Darrel Curtis: "I didn't mean to", "I forgot". That's all I ever hear from you!

Sodapop Curtis: Come on, Darry...


Ponyboy: Don't you yell at him!

Darrel Curtis: [Darrel hits him] Ponyboy, I didn't mean to.

Dallas: You think my old man gives a hang if I'm dead in a car wreck or drunk or in jail or something, he doesn't care but that doesn't bother me. You're not going anywhere.

["shooting" at cops]

Dallas: You're never gonna get me alive!

Jerry Wood: You guys are three of the bravest kids I've seen in a long time. What are you guys? Professional heroes or somethin'?

Ponyboy: We're Greasers.

Jerry Wood: Are-are you kiddin' me?

Randy: You can't win. You know that, don't you? It doesn't matter if you whip us, you'll still be where you were before, at the bottom. And we'll still be the lucky ones at the top with all the breaks. It doesn't matter. Greasers will still be Greasers and Socs will still be Socs. It doesn't matter.

Dallas: Johnny, you don't know what a few months in jail can do to you, man. You get mean in jail, I just don't wanna see that happen to you like it happened to me, man. Understand?

Dallas: You'd better wise up, Pony... you get tough like me and you don't get hurt. You look out for yourself and nothing can touch you, man.

Dallas: I was crazy, you know that, Pony? I was crazy for wanting Johnny to stay out of trouble. If he was smart, like me, he wouldn't be in this mess. If he was smart like me, he wouldn't have ran into that church man. You better wise up Pony. You better wise up man. You get TOUGH like me and you don't get hurt! You watch out for yourself, and nothing can touch you man!

Cherry: How old are ya'll anyway?

Ponyboy: Fourteen.

Johnny: Sixteen.

Marcia: By the looks of it I thought you were both four...

Cherry: Sixteen.

Sodapop Curtis: [to Ponyboy] Why don't you just focus on girls and cars? Works of me.

Two Bit: [hat just flew out the window] Hey, look, I got me a new hat!

Dallas: [at the drive-inn, Dallas, Ponyboy and Johnny sit behind two girls, both Socs] Some cute redhead, huh?

Dallas: [leans forward and into Cherry's ear] Are you a reeaal red?

Dallas: [she giggles slightly, but keeps her eyes on the movie] Are you real? How can I find out if this is your real red hair? If this is the same red hair that you have on your... your...

[motioning to her skirt, then quickly to her face]

Dallas: ... these eyebrows.

Cherry: [Dallas sits back and laughs. Cherry gives him an incredulous glare] Get your feet off my chair and shut your trap.

Dallas: Who's gonna make me, huh?

[rolling his eyes]

Dallas: Who, your boyfriend?

Cherry: You'd better leave us alone, or I'll call the cops.

Dallas: [sarcastically, in mock fright] Oh, my, my! You've got me scared to death. What am I gonna do now, Pony? This girl's making me shake.

Cherry: Can't you just leave us alone? Be nice and leave us alone?

Dallas: [grins] I'm never nice.

Dallas: [sitting up next to her again] Can I interest you in a Coca-Cola, or a...

Cherry: [interrupting] Get lost, hood!

Dallas: Wow, I'm sorry, I didn't know you had this problem with... yelling in my face.

Dallas: [stands up] Alright, I'll go. I know when I'm not wanted.

Dallas: Don't you know a rumble ain't a rumble without me?

Ponyboy: I don't think I could ever tell Steve or Two-Bit or even Darry about the clouds and sunset. Just you and Sodapop. Maybe Cherry Valance.

Johnny: Guess we're different, huh?

Ponyboy: Shoot, yeah. Maybe they are.

Johnny: Maybe you're right.

Ponyboy: Soda, Soda, are you in love with Sandy?

Sodapop Curtis: Mhmm...

Ponyboy: What's it like?

Sodapop Curtis: Most of the time... it's real nice.

Ponyboy: I'm freezing, man.

Dallas: Why didn't you bring a coat, stupid?

Ponyboy: I forgot.

[a little girl with a kid comes over to Dally, Ponyboy, and Johnny]

Little Girl: Do you have 15 cents?

Dallas: I don't have any money.

Little Girl: Do you have a dime?

Dallas: Go away. We're busy here.

Little Girl: Do you...?

Dallas: [Annoyed by now] Go away! Get out of here!

Dallas: [When she is gone] That was a close call.

[repeated line]

Dallas: [muttering] Sucker.

Steve: Where are Soda, and Super-dope, anyhow?

Darrel Curtis: Super-what?

Steve: All brawn, no brains.

[the church is on fire]

Johnny: What's going on?

Ponyboy: Wonder how that started.

Dallas: Jesus Christ!

Sodapop Curtis: [runs over to an injured Ponyboy] Hey Pony... did they pull a blade on you?

Ponyboy: Yeah...

Sodapop Curtis: Hey, they ain't gonna hurt you no more.

Ponyboy: You know what a Soc is?

Bob Shelton: What?

Ponyboy: White trash with Mustangs and madras!

[Spits a loogie in Bob's face]

Bob Shelton: Get him!

Two Bit: [mocking a Soc] Hey check out their pants!


Two Bit: So, you guys waitin' for a floodin'?

Ponyboy: [sounding weak] Soda?

Sodapop Curtis: [quietly] Yeah?

Ponyboy: Is somebody sick?

Sodapop Curtis: Yeah somebody's sick...


Sodapop Curtis: Be quiet. Get to sleep.

Dallas: Man, I thought New York was the only place to end up in a murder rap, Jesus Christ!

Darrel Curtis: [the Greasers are on their way to the rumble to fight the Socs] Listen, Soda. You and Ponyboy, if the fuzz show, you beat it out of there. Hey, we'll get jailed, but you two will get the boys home, you know what I'm sayin'?

Steve: Ain't nobody gonna call the fuzz in this neighborhood! Cause they know better!


Darrel Curtis: [trying to get their attention again] All the- Hey, hey! All the- Hey! All the same, you two beat it out of there, ya hear me?

Steve: Beer for breakfast there, Two-Bit?

Ponyboy: Great. My first trip to the zoo!

Bob Shelton: [the Soc's pull up in there car to find their girls with the greasers] Hey! Cherry! What're you doin'?

[Cherry glares at him]

Bob Shelton: Just because we got a title drunk...!

Cherry: A little? You call reeling and passing out in the streets a little? Bob, I told you, I'm never going out with you when you're drinking again and I mean it!

Randy: Look, that doesn't mean you can go walkin' the streets with these bums.

Two Bit: Who you callin' bums, pal?

Randy: You! Look, Greaser, we got four more of us in the backseat.

Two Bit: [Two-Bit hands a broken pop bottle to Ponyboy and flips out his switchblade] Then, pity the backseat.

Randy: If... if you're lookin' for a fight...

Two Bit: I am lookin' for a fight!

Randy: C'mon, put the knife down! C'mon!

Two Bit: C'mon! Right now, right now!

Cherry: Stop! Stop it! I hate fights, alright? I hate them!

[to Bob]

Cherry: We'll go home with you, just give me a minute.

Dallas: Are you a real redhead? Are you real? How can I find out if this is your real red hair? If this is the same red hair you have on your, uh, your, your, these eyebrows.

Two Bit: [offscreen] Anybody home?

Ponyboy: In here. Don't slam the door.

[Two Bit and Steve slam the door as Ponyboy rolls his eyes]

Sodapop Curtis: And when you ain't got nothing, You end up like Dallas... And I don't mean dead. I mean the way he was before.

Dallas: You think my old man gives a hang if im dead in a car wreck, or drunk, or in jail or somethin', he doesn't care, but that doesn't bother me none. You're not going anywhere.

Two Bit: You know the only thing that keeps Darry from being a Soc is us.

Dallas: [after Ponyboy gets jumped] How's the kid?

Ponyboy: I'm fine. What are you doin' outta the cooler, Dal?

Steve: Yeah? And what are you doin' walkin' by your lonesome on the street?

Ponyboy: It's none of your business, smarty.

Steve: What do you mean, none of my business? It is my business. Look at my nose!

Ponyboy: It's huge.

Steve: Smartass. He is a smartass kid.

Two Bit: Hey baby, you wanna see what's hangin'?

Boy In Car: Aw, shut up, Two-Bit, before I hang you.

Ponyboy: [reading the paper] They're thinking about putting me and Soda in a boys' home. No way! They ain't putting me in no boys' home.

Steve: Don't worry, Ponyboy, they don't do that to heroes. Hey, where is Soda and Super-dope, anyhow?

Sodapop Curtis: Hey, after we beat those Socs tonight, good me and Steve are gonna throw a huge party, and everyone's gonna get ripped!


Darrel Curtis: Where you gonna get the dough, li'l man?

Sodapop Curtis: Uhhh... I'll think of something.

[Sits on couch]

Sodapop Curtis: Hey Two-bit, Mickey's on TV!

[Two-bit sits in front of the TV to watch]


Dallas: God, I didn't know you had this problem with, with yelling in my face.

Dallas: [to the little kids in the lot] What? Look, now don't get wise. I don't like little kids, just don't like 'em. GET OUT OF HERE!

[chases kids out of the lot]

Two Bit: [Randy and friends walk up to Two bit and Ponyboy] No jazz before the rumble; you know the rules, Ape Face

Randy: We know!

[looks over to Ponyboy]

Randy: I wanna talk to you.

Two Bit: Go ahead, I'll keep my eye on him.

Soc getting teased by Two bit: Speaking about the rumble, pal...

[Ponyboy decides to run away with Johnny]

Johnny: What happened?

Ponyboy: [crying] Darry hit me.

Darrel Curtis: Pony, what's wrong?

Ponyboy: Johnny's dead. Told him about beating the Socs, I don't know. He just died. Told me to stay gold. Dally's gone. He couldn't take it, he's going to blow!

[in the hospital after the church fire]

Jerry Wood: You're young. You shouldn't be smoking. It's a hard habit to break.

Ponyboy: Well, you're smoking.

Jerry Wood: I'm smoking but, I'm older than you are.

Steve: What do you think, man? You think it makes me look tough?

Sodapop Curtis: I think it makes you look different.

Steve: What'd you mean, "different"?

Sodapop Curtis: Well, you got a hole in your mouth.

Ponyboy: It was your bright idea, smarty.

Ponyboy: [in the court room] They pushed me in the fountain and they tried to drown me, and they were gonna beat up Johnny Cade.

Paul: Hello, Darrel. Long time no see.

Darrel Curtis: Hello, Paul.

Tim Shepard: [turns to Two-Bit] What's up?

Two Bit: They used to buddy around together, play football.

Paul: [talking to Darry] I'll take you.

[Darry smiles coldly]

Greaser in Concession Stand: Let's take it outside!

Dallas: [to Johnny. who lay dying in the hospital bed] So this is what you get for helpin' people, huh? You punk!