West Side Story Page #5

- They make trouble for us.

- For you, trouble is a relief.

We gotta stand up to 'em.

It's important.

Fightin' over a piece of street

is so important?

- To us it is!

- To hoodlums it is!

Who are you calling hoodlums?

- War councils...

- Don't start.

- When I was your age...

- When you was my age?

When my old man was my age!

When my brother was my age!

You was never my age, none of you!

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.

OK, Doc, set 'em up.

Cokes all round.

Let's get down to business.

Bernardo hasn't learned

about gracious living.

I don't like you either...

so cut it.

OK, kick it, Doc.

- Boys, couldn't you talk...

- Kick it!

We challenge you to a rumble.

All out, once and for all. Accept?

- On what terms?

- Whatever terms you're calling.

- You crossed the line once too often.

- You started it.

Who jumped Baby John today?

Who jumped me when I moved here?

Who asked you to move here?

- Move where you're wanted!

- Spics!

- Mick!

- Wop!

We accept.

- Time.

- Tomorrow?

After dark.

- Place.

- The park?

The river.

Under the highway.

Weapons.

Doc! Hey, Doc!

- Tony!

- Weapons.

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 calling chicken?

- Every dog knows his own.

- I'm calling you all chicken.

Big tough buddy boys

gotta throw bricks?

Afraid to get in close and slug it out?

Afraid to use plain skin?

Not even garbage?

- That ain't a rumble!

- Who says!

You said call weapons.

It can be clinched by a fair fight

if you've got the guts.

Best man from each gang to slug it out.

I would enjoy to risk that.

OK, fair fight.

Wait a minute!

The commanders say yes or no.

Fair fight.

When I get through,

you will be like a fish after skinning.

Your best man fights our best man

and er... we pick him.

- I thought I would be fighting with...

- You shook on it!

Yes. I shook on it.

Bernardo,

if you want to change your mind...

- Bernardo, want a cigarette?

- No, thank you. I don't smoke.

Evening, Lieutenant.

I and Tony was just closing up.

Well! 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 today.

Oh, do you mind?

I have no mind.

I'm the village idiot.

Headquarters hears about this,

I may even get a promotion.

Good deal all around, huh, Bernardo?

I get a promotion,

you Puerto Ricans get

what you've been itching for.

Use of the playground, use of the gym,

the streets, the candy store.

So what if they do turn

this town into a stinking pigsty?

Don't stop him!

He wants to get home,

write to San Juan,

tell them how he's got it made here.

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

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.

What have you got?

Things are tough all over.

Beat it!

OK, fellas.

Where's the rumble gonna be?

Come on!

Americans don't rub with

the gold-teeth unless...

- Look, Lieutenant!

- You shut your mouth.

Come on, Baby John,

before your smooth little kisser

gets cut 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 are you gonna rumble?

The playground?

Sweeney's lot?

Why don't you get smart,

you stupid hooligans?

I ought to throw you

in the can right now!

You and the tinhorn immigrant scum

you come from!

How's your old man's DTs, A-rab?

How's the action on your mother's

side of the street, Action?

One day,

there won't be anyone to hold you!

Get him out of here! Come on!

Don't worry.

I'll find out where it's gonna be.

Be sure to finish each other off,

because if you don't, I will.

Oh, yeah, sure.

Understand 'em.

That's what they keep telling me

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 something?

From here on in,

everything's gonna be all right.

- I got a feeling.

- What have you been taking tonight?

A trip to the moon.

And I tell you a secret, Doc.

It ain't a man that's up there.

It's a girl.

A lady.

Buenas noches, seor.

Buenas noches.

So that's why you made it

a fair fight?

I'm seeing her tomorrow.

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 is just dolling up for us.

Gracias, querida.

Rosalia, 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

- La la la

She isn't in love,

she's merely insane

It must be the heat

- Or some rare disease

- La la la

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

- La la la

Well bred and mature

And out of her mind!

Miss America!

Ay, qu linda que eres!

Miss America! Bravo! Speech!

Speech!

I feel pretty

Oh, so pretty

That the city

should give me its key

A committee should be

organised to honour me

La la la la la la la-la

I feel dizzy

I feel sunny

I feel fizzy and funny and fine

And so pretty

Miss America can just resign

La la la la la la la-la

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

- Such a pretty me

- I feel stunning

- I feel stunning

- And entrancing

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