The Outsiders Page #4

Johnny?

You all right?

This floor sure is hard.

School day, rise and shine.

Come on.

Time to get up.

Johnny?

A loaf of bread...

...and a week's supply of baloney.

Peanut butter.

"Gone With The Wind."

How did you know I always wanted it?

I remember you said something once.

We saw the movie, remember?

Maybe you can read it out loud to kill time.

Thanks a lot.

-Cigarettes.

-A deck of cards.

Peroxide?

-You ain't thinking--

-We'll cut our hair, you'll bleach yours.

Our descriptions will be in the newspaper.

You ain't gonna touch my hair.

You'd have to, anyway, if we got caught.

The judge would make you get a haircut.

-I don't see why.

-I don't know either.

It's just the way they try to break us.

I'm gonna cut mine, too,

and wash the grease out.

-You ain't touching my hair.

-It will grow back.

It's not that it won't.

Go ahead.

Sorry.

Damn knife.

Don't pull so hard.

Quit gabbing.

Sorry, man.

Can I see now?

No, we gotta bleach it first.

Bleach it and quit cutting.

This will do it.

Here.

Jeez, this really makes me look tough.

Go ahead. Get your jollies.

-My pleasure.

-Yeah, I know it is.

Be nice.

-It hurts, don't it?

-Yeah, yeah.

I didn't cut that much off of you.

It was your idea, smarty.

Well, I guess we're disguised.

I guess so.

It's just hair.

It ain't us. It's like being in a costume

you can't get out of and I hate it.

Well, we gotta get used to it, Ponyboy.

We're in big trouble. It's our looks or us.

"The next four or five days were

the longest I've ever spent in my life."

-Johnny, are you awake?

-Yeah.

There's a monster outside.

What?

We're gonna be okay.

"Lying in the pit of the sun,

shoulder to shoulder, head to feet...

"...were hundreds of wounded men

lying in the tracks, the sidewalks...

"...stretched out in endless rows,

under the car shed.

"Some lay stiff and still,

but many withered in the hot sun.

"Everywhere swarms of flies

hovered over the men...

"...crawling and buzzing in their faces."

That's gross.

"Everywhere was blood,

dirty bandages, groans...

"...screamed curses of pain."

Get him!

Come back here!

Watch your smoke, Johnny.

"One morning I woke up earlier than usual.

"The church was colder than ever."

That was sure pretty.

Yeah.

The mist is what's pretty,

all gold and silver.

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

Nothing Gold Can Stay.

"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."

Where did you learn that?

That's what I meant.

Robert Frost wrote it.

I always remembered it 'cause

I never quite knew what he meant by it.

I never noticed colors, clouds and stuff

until you kept reminding me about them.

It's like they were never there before.

I don't think I could ever tell Steve

or Two-Bit...

...or Darry about the clouds and sunset.

Just you and Sodapop.

Maybe Cherry Valance.

I guess we're different.

-Maybe they are.

-Maybe you're right.

Hey, blondie.

Wake up.

-How have you been?

-Johnny, rise and shine, man.

How's Soda doing?

-Is he upset?

-Are the fuzz after us?

Wait. One thing at a time.

Are you guys hungry?

-I'm starving.

-You are? Try baloney for four days.

Got a cancer stick?

I got a special delivery for Ponyboy Curtis.

Who's this from?

The President of the United States.

-Yeah, right.

-Seriously.

From your brother, Sodapop.

How did he know I was here?

I said I didn't know where you were,

but he didn't believe me.

He really wanted you to get it.

"I guess you got into some trouble.

"Darry's sorry he hit you.

"You know he didn't mean it.

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