The Outsiders Page #6

You shouldn't smoke, son.

Why not?

Because you're a young man, that's why.

It's a bad habit to get into.

You're smoking.

I'm older than you.

I've been smoking for a long time.

If you ever pull another stunt like that,

I'll kill you.

Look at your tough hair.

I'm sorry.

I thought we lost you

like we did Mom and Dad.

You sure look funny.

Let's go, little brother.

We're home.

He's getting pretty big to be carried.

-Anybody home?

-ln here. Don't slam the door.

What are you doing? Look what you did.

You made me ruin my eggs

and drop my spoon.

Look at the blond-headed monkey!

I wouldn't have believed it,

if I hadn't seen it in the paper.

Tell me, Ponyboy,

what's it like being a hero?

A what?

A hero, you know, like a big shot.

Beer for breakfast, Two-Bit?

They're charging Johnny

with manslaughter?

What do they mean, "if he recovers"?

It also says how you saved them kids.

They'd have burned to death

if it hadn't been for you.

Dallas will be mad.

They didn't mention his police record.

It's all about us.

Darry, me and Soda.

They're thinking about putting me

and Soda in a boy's home?

No way.

They ain't putting me in a boy's home!

They don't do that to heroes.

Where is Soda and Super-Dope, anyhow?

Super...what?

All brawn, no brains.

Have you seen my shirt somewhere?

You have to wear pants too.

I think there is a law.

-How about my jeans?

-I ironed them. They're in my closet.

Hurry up, you'll be late.

Did you hear about

that juvenile court thing?

The cops told me last night.

After we stomp the Socs real good,

we'll throw a party so we can get drunk.

-Where you gonna get the dough?

-I'll think of something.

Mickey's on TV.

I hate to leave you by yourself.

I should take the day off.

I'll be okay. I've stayed by myself before.

Besides, we can't afford it.

-Yes, but I should stay.

-Don't worry, I'll babysit him.

Why don't you get a job?

Come on, Soda. We gotta get to work.

I've gotta quit smoking,

or I can't do track next year.

You gotta do the dishes.

-I'm gonna cut off your air.

-Two-Bit, lay off.

He ain't looking so good.

Lazy bum!

You smoke more than a pack today...

...and I'll skin you, you understand?

If you carry more than one bundle

of roofing at a time...

...me and Soda will skin you. Understand?

-Say hi to Johnny.

-All right.

We gotta clean up the house.

The cops and reporters will come by...

...and it's time for the state people

to check on us.

This house ain't messy.

You ought to see my house.

I have. If you had the sense

of a billy goat...

...you'd clean up your house

instead of bumming around ours.

If I ever did that,

my mom would die of shock.

I'd drive, but the brakes went out

on my car.

Almost killed me and Kathy.

You should meet her brother.

Now, there's a hood.

He's so greasy, he glides when he walks.

He goes to the barber shop

for an oil change, not a haircut.

-Stay close.

-What do they want?

-I don't know. How many were in the car?

-Four or five.

Let's hurry inside.

Let's see what they want.

-Why do you want to see what they want?

-Just stay here.

No jabs before the rumble.

You know the rules, ape-face.

We know.

I want to talk to you.

Go ahead. I'll keep my eye on him.

Speaking of the rumble, pal....

I read about you in the paper. How come?

I don't know.

I felt like playing the hero.

-I wouldn't have.

-Wouldn't have what?

I would have let those kids burn to death.

You might not have.

You might have done the same.

I don't know.

I just don't know anything anymore.

-I never believed a Greaser could do that.

-Greaser has nothing to do with it.

Check out their pants!

Want to talk inside?

Are you boys waiting for a flood?

I hear they stamp your face

into gorilla cookies.

-You're funny.

-Oh, yeah?

I couldn't tell this to anyone else.

My friends would think I'm crazy.

That friend of yours who got burned.

He might die.

And tonight, people will get hurt

at the rumble. Maybe killed.

You can't win. You know that.

Even if you whip us,

you'll still be at the bottom.

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