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West Side Story Page #6
- And entrancing
Feel like running and dancing for joy
For I'm loved
CIlense, por favor, muchachas!
You want to sing,
do it with the needles
or you'll be singing
for your supper.
What can you expect?
We use Singer sewing machines.
Sure. You make the bad joke
at home where I can't hear it.
Go now, go home.
It's closing time. Shoo!
Buenas noches, Madam Lucia!
You pull down the shades,
pick up the pins,
turn off the lights
and lock the doors.
Buenas noches, Anita.
Buenas noches.
Ay, the jail is open!
It's hard to believe that old bag
was once a young bag like us.
Let's go before she changes her mind
and comes back.
You go, querida. I will lock up.
- Why?
- I have work.
- Do it tomorrow.
- I am in no hurry.
I am. I'm going home now
and take a nice long bubble bath.
Black orchid.
Black orchid?
Mm. All over.
I got a date with Nardo after the rumble.
What rumble?
Oh. Well, er...
Nardo's Sharks
and those boys at the dance.
They fight each other tonight?
They don't play potsy.
Why must they always fight?
You saw how they dance,
like they gotta get rid of something.
That's how they fight.
To get rid of what?
Too much feeling.
And they do get rid of it.
Boy, after a fight,
that brother of yours is so healthy.
Definitely. Black orchid.
Buenas noches.
"You go, querida. I will lock up."
It's too early for noches.
Buenas tardes.
Gracias.
Buenas tardes.
He just came from the drugstore
to deliver aspirin.
- You'll need it.
- Not us.
We're fine. We're out of the world.
You're out of your heads.
We're 12 feet in the air.
Anita can see that.
You will not tell?
Tell what?
How can I know
what goes on 12 feet over my head?
You'd better be home in 15 minutes.
It's all right. She likes us.
But she is worried... and so am I.
- That's foolish.
- Are you going to the rumble?
- No!
- Yes.
Why?
- You must go and stop it.
- I have stopped it.
It'll only be a fist fight between two.
Any fight is no good for us!
Everything is good for us.
We've got magic.
Listen, and hear me.
You must go and stop it.
It means that much to you?
Yes.
All right, I will.
I believe you. You do have magic.
Of course.
I've got you.
Tonight, after I stop the rumble,
I'll come by for you.
I will wait for you on the roof.
No. Not the roof.
I'll come to your house.
You cannot. My mama...
Then, I'll take you to my house.
Your mama?
She'll come running
from the kitchen to welcome you.
She lives in the kitchen.
Dressed so elegant?
I told her you were coming.
She'll look at your face -
try not to smile.
She'll say, "Skinny... but pretty!"
She is plump, no doubt?
Fat.
I take after my mama. Delicate-boned.
Oh!
Ooh! Not in front of Mama!
Oh! I would like to see Papa in this.
Mama will make him
ask about your prospects.
Many.
- If you go to church?
- Oh, always.
Yes. Papa might like you.
May I have your daughter's hand?
He says yes.
Gracias.
- And your mama?
- I'm afraid to ask her.
Tell her she's not getting a daughter.
She's getting rid of a son.
She says yes.
She has good taste.
Here. Maid of honour.
Oh, that colour is bad for Anita.
- The best man.
- That is my papa!
Sorry, Papa.
Here we go, Riff. Womb to tomb.
Now, you see, Anita.
There was nothing to worry about.
Look. Mama's crying already.
I, Anton,
take thee, Maria...
I, Maria,
take thee, Anton...
For richer, for poorer...
In sickness and in health...
To love and to honour...
To hold and to keep...
From each sun to each moon...
From tomorrow to tomorrow...
From now to forever...
Till death do us part.
With this ring,
I thee wed.
With this ring,
I thee wed.
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
The Jets are gonna
have their day tonight
The Jets are gonna
have their way tonight
"Fair fight"
But if they start a rumble
We'll rumble 'em right
We're gonna hand 'em
a surprise tonight
We're gonna cut 'em
down to size tonight
We said, "OK, no rumpus, no tricks"
But just in case they jump us
We're ready to mix tonight!
We're gonna rock it tonight
We're gonna jazz it up
and have us a ball
They're gonna get it tonight
The more they turn it on,
the harder they'll fall
- Well, they began it
- Well, they began it
And we're the ones to stop 'em
once and for all
Tonight!
Anita's gonna get her kicks tonight
We'll have our private little mix tonight
He'll walk in hot and tired,
poor dear
Don't matter if he's tired
As long as he's here
Tonight, tonight
Won't be just any night
Tonight there will be no morning star
Tonight, tonight
I'll see my love tonight
And for us
Stars will stop where they are
Today the minutes seem like hours
The hours go so slowly
And still the sky is light
Oh, moon, grow bright
And make this endless day
Endless night
The Jets are coming out on top tonight
We're gonna watch
Bernardo drop tonight
The Puerto Rican punk'll go down
And when he's hollered, "Uncle"
We'll tear up the town
- We'll be in back of you, boy
- Right
- You're gonna flatten him good
- Right
Tonight, there will be no morning star
Tonight...
We're gonna rock it tonight
We're gonna jazz it tonight
Late tonight
We're gonna mix it tonight
Today the minutes seem like hours
- The hours go so slowly
- They began it
We'll stop 'em once and for all
The Sharks are gonna have their way
The Jets are gonna have their day
We're gonna rock it tonight
Tonight
- Ready.
- Ready.
- Ready.
- Ready.
Now er... move in and shake hands.
For what?
Well...
that's the way it's done, buddy boy.
Ah. More gracious living?
Every one of you
hates every one of us.
We hate you right back.
Let's get at it.
Sure.
Come on, Ice. Come on.
Hold it!
Tony! Get with the gang.
It's all OK.
- No.
- Tony, what are you doing?
Maybe he has found the guts
to fight his own battles.
It don't take guts
if you've got a battle.
We ain't got one, none of us.
OK, Nardo?
Tony!
Hold it. Let's just cool it.
The deal is a fair fight
between you and Ice.
Get with the gang.
Mother hen protecting the baby.
I'll give you a battle, gallito!
- You've got one!
- I'll take pretty boy as a warm-up.
Afraid, pretty boy? Afraid, gutless?
Afraid, chicken?
- Cut it!
- No!
I don't want to, Bernardo.
- I'm sure!
- Now, listen to me!
There's nothing to fight about.
- The hell there ain't!
- You've got it wrong!
- Why can't you understand?
- What do you say, chicken?
Kill him, Tony.
- Come on, man.
- Afraid to fight?
- Come on!
- Let me see you fight!
Hey! He is chicken.
- Hey, pretty boy.
- Bernardo, listen.
Don't! Stop.
We've got nothing to fight about.
- Bernardo!
- You yellow-bellied chicken!
- Don't push me!
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