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West Side Story (2021)

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(PERSON WHISTLING TUNE) ♪



(WHISTLING CONTINUES INTERMITTENTLY) ♪



(SOFT DRUMS MUSIC INTRO PLAYING) ♪



(CRANES WHIRRING AND CLANKING) ♪



(SOFT DRUMS MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(INTERMITTENT WHISTLING CONTINUES) ♪



(SOFT CREAKING) ♪



(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC RISING) ♪ ♪



(MUSIC ENDS IN FLOURISH) ♪ ♪



(SUSPENSEFUL JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ ♪



(FINGERS SNAPPING RHYTHMICALLY) ♪ ♪



(BOY WHISTLES) ♪ ♪



(CHUCKLES) ♪ ♪



(WHISTLING) ♪ ♪



Jets! ♪ ♪



(DISCORDANT JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ ♪



(JETS MEMBER WHISTLES) ♪ ♪



(METAL CLINKS) ♪ ♪



(TYRES SCREECH) ♪ ♪



(JETS MEMBER WHISTLES) ♪ ♪



(SNAPS FINGERS) ♪ ♪



WOMAN: Hey, hey! ♪ ♪



(MELODIOUS JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ ♪



(MELODIOUS JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪ ♪



(PEOPLE CHATTERING IN SPANISH) ♪ ♪



(SUSPENSEFUL JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ ♪



Come on. ♪ ♪



(WALTZY JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ ♪



- Ha!

- (MAN SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪ ♪



(WALTZY JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪ ♪



(SHOUTING IN SPANISH) ♪ ♪



(CONTINUES SHOUTING IN SPANISH) ♪ ♪



JETS: Yeah! Come on, come on! ♪ ♪



(WHOOPING) ♪ ♪



(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ ♪



(MUSIC ENDS) ♪ ♪



b*at it. ♪ ♪



(SUSPENSEFUL JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ ♪



(METAL CLINKS) ♪ ♪



- (FRANTIC JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

- (JETS CLAMOURING) ♪ ♪



JETS MEMBER: Oh, yeah! ♪ ♪



(MEN SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪ ♪



(JETS CLAMOURING AND WHOOPING) ♪ ♪



Hey! ♪ ♪



(WHISTLES) ♪ ♪



(ALL CLAMOURING) ♪ ♪



(FRANTIC JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪ ♪



BOY: Hey! ♪ ♪



Hey, you! Come on! ♪ ♪



(ALL GRUNTING) ♪ ♪



(MAN LAUGHS) ♪ ♪



(ALL GRUNTING) ♪ ♪



(MAN LAUGHS) ♪ ♪



(SHOUTS) Jets! ♪ ♪



JETS MEMBER: Come on, Baby John! ♪ ♪



(BABY JOHN SCREAMING) ♪ ♪



Hey! ♪ ♪



(ALL GRUNTING) ♪ ♪



(WHISTLE BLOWS) ♪ ♪



(BRAKES SCREECH) ♪ ♪



(FRANTIC JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪ ♪



(WHISTLE BLOWING) ♪ ♪



OFFICER: Alright now, all you separate! ♪ ♪



Separate! Separate! ♪ ♪



You're driving me to my grave,

ya pack of jackals. ♪ ♪



Watch yourself, Sergeant Krupke, ♪ ♪



you're gonna inflame your asthma, ♪ ♪



- shouting like that.

- (LAUGHTER) ♪ ♪



Why don't you leave

the Puerto Ricans alone, Riff? ♪ ♪



Christ almighty. And you lot, ♪ ♪



you're in New York now. ♪ ♪



You got a problem, you call the cops. ♪ ♪



Youse can't play

at being cops yourselves. ♪ ♪



Pero we call the cops,

you show up and arrest us! ♪ ♪



You're never around

when these hijueputas ♪ ♪



mess up our stores and our streets. ♪ ♪



See, I get confused

when you say "our streets," ♪ ♪



seeing how these streets

are ours by right ♪ ♪



- of being born here, amigo.

- The Jets! ♪ ♪



(ALL ARGUING INDISTINCTLY) ♪ ♪



How many times do I gotta tell you,

Bernardo? ♪ ♪



I don't speak spic. ♪ ♪



- (SQUABBLING)

- KRUPKE: Hey, hey! ♪ ♪



That's enough! That's enough! ♪ ♪



- (WHISTLE BLOWING)

- Come on! Break it up! ♪ ♪



Jesus wept, Baby John. ♪ ♪



Who did that to your ear? ♪ ♪



Ow! ♪ ♪



Which one of them nailed you? ♪ ♪



Who cracked your head open, hombre? ♪ ♪



- (SPEAKS SPANISH)

- In English. ♪ ♪



Same guy who nailed your ear, maybe? ♪ ♪



Maybe. I don't remember. ♪ ♪



I realise if any of you helps me out, ♪ ♪



you might spoil your chance

to m*rder each other ♪ ♪



over control of this earthly paradise. ♪ ♪



The Jets control it and you know it. ♪ ♪



Uh-huh, yeah,



but, golly gee, Balkan, not according



to the New York City Committee

for Slum Clearance,



which has decided

to pull this whole hellmouth



down to the bedrock,



and you're in the way.



Aah! (SHUDDERING)



(WHISTLES)



Nice reflexes, muchacho.



So, any day now,



all of you are gonna be evicted.



You'll have to "vamoose,"

as we say in Spanish.



We're not relocating.



(MAN SPEAKS SPANISH)



We have rights.



Rights, huh? Where are they?



- (BERNARDO GROWLS)

- (SPEAKS SPANISH)



You back down, Bernardo.

Don't be stupid.



Some night, muchacho,



maybe you'll get to see me fight.



'Course, you'll have to leave

your g*n at home, Lieutenant.



Evict yourself off my crime scene,

Bernardo.



Vamos.



(JETS TAUNTING)



JETS MEMBER: Chick, chick, chick.



(JETS MEMBER ♪ WHISTLES TAUNTINGLY)



JETS MEMBER: Chickie, chickie, chickie.



(SINGING IN SPANISH)



- (JETS SNICKERING)

- A boxer and a singer.



JETS MEMBER ♪ : Get a load of this guy.



(CONTINUES SINGING IN SPANISH)



(JETS LAUGHING)



(ALL SINGING)



You want me to book

the whole bunch of you?



Keep up the serenade and see what...



(SINGING CONTINUES)



¡Viva Puerto Rico libre!



I am ordering you clowns to disperse!



Now!



(ALL CONTINUE SINGING)



(CROWD CHEERING)



We're outnumbered, boys.



Thousands more are on their way,



and once they're here,



they pop out kids like crazy.

Am I right?



Tell me which one of them

nailed Baby John's ear



and I'll put him out of circulation.



Work with me, fellas.



Or they're gonna drive you

off your turf.



You said it was

the Slum Clearance Committee



that was driving us off,



now it's the PRs.



You gotta get your story straight,

Lieutenant Schrank.



We're very impressionable.



Most of the white guys

who grew up in this slum



climbed their way out of it.



Irish, Italian, Jews.



Nowadays, their descendants

live in nice houses



and drive nice cars



and date nice girls you'd want to marry.



Your dads or your granddads stayed put,



drinking and knocking up

some local piece



who gave birth to you.



The last of the

can't-make-it Caucasians.



What's a g*ng without its terrain,

its turf?



You're a month or two away

from finding out,



one step ahead of the wrecking ball.



And in this uncertain world,



the only thing you can count on is me.



I'm here to keep the civil peace



until the last building falls.



And if you boys make trouble



on my turf, Riff, hand to heart,



you're headed to an upstate prison cell



for a very long time.



By the time you get out,



this will be a shiny new neighbourhood

of rich people



in beautiful apartments



with Puerto Rican doormen

to chase trash like you away.



Wait!



I got a question for you, Lieutenant.



How tall did you used to be before you,



you know, "schrank"?



(JETS LAUGHING)



Come on, Sergeant, ride with me.



Long as I know you, Riff,



you ain't had the sense,

God gave a pigeon.



RIFF: Come here, let's see what he done.



Come on.



Well, that's gonna scar, buddy boy.



- You think so? (CHUCKLES)

- Frankenstein time.



They can't make us up and leave.



We're here, ain't we?



American citizens,

which them sp*cs ain't!



Them they can chase off, not us.



Puerto Ricans are Americans,



- you ignoramus.

- Ah, go eat a green banana!



Puerto Rico's like a state,

ain't it? So, Deez is right...



BABY JOHN: No, it's something else.



JETS MEMBER: There are only ♪ ♪ states,



- ya dead battery.

- What do you know?



- (LAUGHTER)

- Whatever they are,



citizens or who gives a fart,

what we know is...



JETS MEMBER ♪ : They ain't us.



So, spill it, Krazy Kat,

what are you thinking?



(METAL CLINKS)



I'm thinking it's past time

for a rumble.



For a all-in, all-out, once-and-for-all,



winner-takes-all, high-noon-sh**t-



- at-the-O.K. Corral rumble!

- (ALL SHOUT EXCITEDLY)



BALKAN: Wild blue yonder! About time!



We do 'em like we done

the Egyptian Kings.



- And the Emeralds.

- And the Bishops.



Alright, so Tony and me

will sit down with...



- JETS MEMBER: Tony?

- Yeah, Tony.



JETS MEMBER ♪ :

What's this got to do with him?



He ain't stood with us

once since he got out.



He's on parole.

He's gotta be careful, is all.



He cannot be running around...



Tony's done with the Jets, Riff.



He ain't done with the Jets.

Like that's even a thing!



You cannot be done with this family.



Maybe it wasn't a thing before,

but now, Riff?



The Lieutenant's right.



What are the Jets

if we got no territory?



- JETS MEMBER: That's right!

- ALL: Yeah.



Schrank doesn't know

his ass from his elbow.



Look,



Tony and me started the Jets



cause none of us would even be here



if it wasn't for all of us.



- And all you know it.

- (JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)



(SINGING) When you're a Jet

You're a Jet all the way




From your first cigarette

To your last dyin' day




When you're a Jet

If the spit hits the fan




You got brothers around

You're a family man




You're never alone



You're never disconnected



You're home with your own



When company's expected



You're well-protected



Then you are set with a capital J



Which you'll never forget

Till they cart you away




When you're a Jet



- (TYRES SCREECH RHYTHMICALLY)

- You stay a



- Jet

- (CARS HORNS HONKING)



So, meet Tony and me

at the Dog Days Dance



at the gym tonight.



We can't rumble at the gym,

it'll be lousy with cops!



And maybe we've had enough trouble



with the Puerto Ricans for one day?



Relax. It's a social mixer.



So we'll mix until the time's right



to fix the rumble for tomorrow night.



Be there ♪ ♪ :♪ ♪ p.m., punctual-like,



dressed to k*ll, walking tall!



We always walk tall! We're Jets!



The greatest.



(SINGING) When you're a Jet

You're the top cat in town




You're the gold-medal kid

With the heavyweight crown




When you're a Jet



You're the swingin'est thing

Little boy, you're a man




JETS: Little man

You're a king




RIFF: The Jets are in gear



Our cylinders are clickin'



The Sharks'll steer clear



JETS: Cause every

Puerto Rican's a lousy chicken




Here come the Jets

Like a bat out of hell




Someone gets in our way

Someone don't feel so well




Here come the Jets

Little world, step aside




Better go underground



Better run, better hide



We're drawin' the line

So keep your noses hidden




We're hangin' a sign

Says "Visitors Forbidden"




And we ain't kiddin'



JETS: Here come the Jets, yeah

And we're gonna b*at




Every last buggin' g*ng

On the whole buggin' street




On the whole



Ever mother-lovin'



Street



- Yeah!

- (MUSIC ENDS)



- Can.

- RIFF: Come on.



Just for an hour, only a little hour.



You used to like dancing.



- No monkeyshines.

- Come on, Riff, can.



Christ almighty. You know,

there's dust on everything.



You know, ever since...



Hey, I swear on what's holy,



it is just girls sipping punch

and music...



- And the Sharks.

- And the sp*cs.



- And a rumble.

- Which all you gotta do...



You're on your own, pal-o-mine.



...is help me haggle

over the terms of the rumble.



You don't need me helping ya

screw up your life.



You know how I get.

I will start runnin' my mouth.



You... You got command.



You are West Side legendary! And, Tony,



Tony, the Jets.

I gave 'em my word you'd show.



- Why would you do that?

- Because...



Because it's a rumble!



We need you if we're going to w*r.



You can't refuse us now.

And because I know you.



Or I thought I did,



before you got all unlike yourself,



before you went upstate.



WOMAN: Tony? (SPEAKS SPANISH)



I'm coming!



It's like you're still in prison,



and the old witch is the warden.



She gave me a job and a place to stay.



She's always been there

for me, like nobody else.



- Oh, nobody, huh? Thanks, pal.

- So don't call her...



Thanks a big fat lot. Yeah.



You know I didn't mean you wasn't there.



You was always there.



- Womb to tomb.

- Sperm to worm.



So, come with me to the dance, huh?



Come on.



Is it Graziella? That what's eatin' you?



No, it ain't Grazie. (CHUCKLES)



She said that you and she was done.



It's good that

you're keeping her company.



Even before you got locked up, you know?



It's cool. Don't get all

the way you get.



Grazie's a great girl,

and the Jets are the greatest.



And you, you're like,

you know, blood to me.



But I'm scared of myself, Riff.



What I done to that kid.

What I almost done.



You gotta get over that.



What is the point

in b*ating yourself up?



I wanna be unlike how I was.



Cause I was disappearing down a sewer



and taking you and everything with me.



- WOMAN: Tony, you coming?

- Yeah, he heard ya!



I had time. Lots of it.



Locked up like that,



and for the first time ever,

I took a look inside,



and that was rough, doing that,



but I... I gotta stay with myself.



You know what I mean? Maybe stay...



by myself, just for...



Yeah, you know what?



You're just too deep for me, kid.



You know, I don't know who I am.



And who cares who I am?



Nobody, including me.



I know that this dust



that's covering everything right now,



that's the four-story buildings

that was standing here



when you went upstate a year ago.



You know, I wake up to everything I know



either getting sold or wrecked,



or being taken over by people

that I don't like.



And they don't like me.



And you know what's left

out of all that?



The Jets.



My guys. My guys, who are just like me.



Who are just like you.



I can't go to the dance, Riff!



My parole officer said no going out!



I told you I don't want you in my store.



I'm a paying customer.



You've been stealing from me

since you were six.



Now, get out. I mean it.



And leave Tony alone.



He is not allowed to associate

with criminals.



Look, don't fall off that ladder.



At your age, brittle bones.

That's all I'm saying.



WOMAN: You'll pay for that candy.



Five cents. On the counter!



Stand me for a Milky Way, huh?

Least you could do.



Womb to tomb



wasn't never a joke for me.



- Don't be like that.

- (DOOR CLOSES)



Just cause I can't go to a dance?



Tony, I don't tell you

who to hang out with. But...



(IMITATES HER) "But those

boys are juvenile delinquent.



"They're no good for you.

And you better watch out."



Hey.



(IMITATES HIM)

"You make fun of the way I talk



- "one more time, blondie..."

- (SNORTS)



(IN NORMAL TONE) I'm gonna

talk to Riff and tell him



that he can't just

come in here and not pay.



Tony, wake up.



I know you love Riff,

but he hates Puerto Ricans.



That is not you.



Riff don't hate you.



I married a gringo.



He thinks that makes me a gringa,



which it don't. And I ain't.



Well, it's guys like Riff and me,



when things ain't familiar,



we just got this instinct to,

you know...



You...



even as an angry little boy,

somehow there was this...



this promise

that you couldn't keep hidden.



Not from you.



And sometimes, I see you smiling,



like you're waiting for the,



what do you call, Irish Sweepstakes,



instead of sweeping the floor

like I pay you to do.



I sweep as good as you pay.



- Yeah?

- Look it.



(GASPS) Ooh.



You see? Promise.



You bring dead floors back to life.



(TONY SIGHS)



Keep looking for better, mi milagro.



Like you always done.



(JAZZ MUSIC INTRO PLAYING SOFTLY)



(SIGHS)



(SINGING) Could be?



Who knows?



There's something due any day

I will know right away




Soon as it shows



- It may come cannonballing

- (GASPS) Aah!



Down through the sky

Gleam in its eye




- Bright as a rose

- (LAUGHS)



Who knows?



It's only just out of reach

Down the block, on a beach




Under a tree



I got a feeling there's a miracle due



Gonna come true



Coming to me



Could it be? Yes, if could



Something's coming

Something good




If I can wait



Something's coming

I don't know what it is




But it is gonna be great



With a click, with a shock



Phone'll jingle, door'll knock



Open the latch



Something's coming

Don't know when




But it's soon

Catch the moon




One-handed catch



Around the corner



Or whistling down the river



Come on, deliver



To me



Will it be? Yes, it will



Maybe just by holding still



It'll be there



Come on, something

Come on in




Don't be shy

Meet a guy




Pull up a chair



The air is humming



And something great is coming



Who knows?



It's only just out of reach

Down the block, on a beach




Maybe tonight



Maybe tonight



Maybe tonight



(MUSIC ENDS)



(NEIGHBOURS CHATTERING)



(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)



WOMAN: María!



María! (SPEAKS SPANISH)



They're gonna be here in five minutes.



(TRAIN CHUGGING IN DISTANCE)



(SIGHS)



WOMAN: Mamita.



Didn't you hear me...? (SIGHS)



What are you doing? Ay, nena...



MARÍA: No, no, no, no.



It look like a shroud,



- it's so big and so white.

- (SPEAKS SPANISH)



It wouldn't look like a shroud

if it was red.



(CONVERSING IN SPANISH)



Speak English.



In Gimbels, there are lots

of dresses that fit me.



And you don't shop in Gimbels.

You clean in Gimbels.



- MARÍA: Ay.

- Mm.



Ahorrar tus chavitos,



- fancy pants.

- (ZIPS DRESS)



(MARÍA GRUNTS)



(MARÍA GROANS)



Aw. Sí.



Ay, turn around.



Hmm. (PRAISING IN SPANISH)



(CHUCKLES)



Ay, Anita.



- (SPEAKS SPANISH)

- (BOTH CHUCKLE)



- (EXCLAIMS IN SPANISH)

- Oh!



Ay, don't mess up my hair.



I just got it to act right.



Ugh. OK.



(SIGHS)



Get your shoes on.



Bernardo will be so mad

if we make him late.



And I want to dance.



(GIGGLES)



Bernardo's always mad.



Necesito lipstick.



I'm too short. I need, please.



Please, some lipstick,

and maybe some eyeliner.



- Hmm.

- The boys think I'm a kid.



You are a kid, kiddo.



I'm ♪ ♪ . I have a job.



I've been taking care of Papi

since I was six.



Bernardo thinks I'm a baby.



Who cares what Bernardo thinks?



Chino is the only boy who counts.



Oh, Chino. Mi primer baile

en Nueva York




and I have to go with

the zángano I don't want to.



Ay, be nice. Chino is a very sweet boy.



- (SPEAKS SPANISH)

- (ANITA SIGHS)



You can't take that personally.



He's got to be like that.



It's how he got to be a great boxer.



Everyone's afraid of him.



Mm, but I'm not.



MAN: Anita, we're home.



(DOOR CLOSES)



(MUFFLED CHATTER)



Are you ready? Chino's here.



(BERNARDO SPEAKS SPANISH)



You gotta dance with her.



(SPEAKS SPANISH)



- I don't know how to dance.

- Ay.



She's bossy. She gonna show you how.



(SPEAKING SPANISH)



Don't move.



You always look out for me.



You're the best friend I ever had.



I owe you so much.

But I just wish that...



You're the smartest friend I ever had.



Maria needs to meet smart guys like you.



Let me join the Sharks.



Ay, muchacho, not this again.



Por favor, let me help you

protect our people.



BERNARDO: No.



You keep out of that. It's stupid.



We gotta do it, but it's stupid.



María can't like a lambeojo

who just works day and night.



Never stands up like her brother does.



She says all the time



she doesn't want anyone like me.



Just be Chino.



But be a Chino who dances.



(DOOR OPENS)



(CONVERSING IN SPANISH)



You look like Mami.



And, Chino, qué guapo.



He took off from night school



just so he could take you to the dance.



Gracias, Chino.



Night school, accounting, and...



And, Chino, what else

are you learning about?



Adding machine repair.



ANITA: And just think,



how many adding machines

in New York City.



Chino is gonna be rich.



Well, not exactly, pero...



Boxers get rich.



Boxers get their brains knocked out.



Bossy, como te dije,



y una wiseass.



(SPEAKS SPANISH)



The gringos tonight,

they stare because...



ANITA: Oh, like you don't stare.



Because our girls

make their girls look lousy.



(SPEAKS SPANISH)



The first gringo boy

who smiles at you... Pow!



Ay, Mr. Juvenile Delincuente.



- BERNARDO: Vamos.

- (ANITA CHUCKLES)



I fold you she likes him.



(SOFT, PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)



(BERNARDO AND ANITA LAUGHING)



ANITA: You want her to pick him,



keep telling her she has to like him.



(MARÍA CHUCKLES)



(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)



(MUSIC CRESCENDOS)



(UPBEAT JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)



(ALL CHEER)



(UPBEAT JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES)



Hey, get away from her, you lesbo!



- Get out of here!

- Hey, hey, what are you doing?



(SPEAKING SPANISH)



(SNIFFS)



(UPBEAT JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES)



How about you give me some room?



(SPEAKS SPANISH)



(CROWD CHEERING)



(UPBEAT JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES)



- (SPEAKS SPANISH)

- You wanna dance, buddy?



(ALL CLAMOURING)



Get back! (BLOWING WHISTLE)



OFFICER: Let's back up! Back up!



(CONTINUES BLOWING WHISTLE)



Everyone, keep calm now!



Contain the aggression, OK?



What's the matter with you guys?



Pretty girls wanting to dance



and all youse can think of

is to b*at up on each other.



- Thank you, Officer.

- (JETS LAUGHING)



Alright! Alright!



So, tonight is a social experiment,

boys and girls,



brotherhood and all that,

and you're the guinea pigs.



(JETS SNORTING AND LAUGHING)



Thank you, right on cue.



Be nice to each other!

Give us some hope!



Just for a little bit,



then you can revert back

♪ ♪ your true feral selves.



Now, boys,

get into a big circle facing in.



And, girls, make a small circle



on the inside, facing out.



(SPEAKS SPANISH)



(SHARKS LAUGHING)



Speak English

in school-sponsored functions!



- Now, everyone, please!

- (ALL ARGUING)



(WHISTLE BLOWS)



You heard the man! All youse fall in!



Hey!



(SHARKS CHEERING)



SHARKS MEMBER: Hey! Bernardo!



SHARKS MEMBER: Anita!



(SHARKS CHEERING IN SPANISH)



(CHEERING QUIETS)



- (JETS CHEERING)

- JETS MEMBER: Hey, buddy!



JETS MEMBER ♪ : Yeah, Riff!



- OK.

- BOY: Sorry.



- GIRL ♪ : Excuse us.

- I'm sorry.



(INDISTINCT CHATTER)



(PLAYING LIVELY MUSIC)



Boys, step it right. Girls, left.



And when the music stops,



ya dance with whoever's in front of ya.



(MUSIC STOPS)



(SHOUTS IN SPANISH)



- (PLAYING MAMBO MUSIC)

- (ALL CHEERING)



Come on! Give it a chance!

It's gonna...



SHARKS: Mambo!

JETS: Mambo!



ALL: Go!



(MUSIC CONTINUES)



Tony!



Anybodys!



- Good to see ya.

- TONY: Whoa!



Tony, I knew you'd come, buddy boy.

I knew you'd come.



Hey! Come and dance, yeah?



Yeah!



(MUSIC CONTINUES)



SHARKS: Mambo!



(FINGERS SNAP)



SHARKS: Mambo!



Alright. Let's go, boys!



JETS MEMBER: Let's go, boys!



JETS: Oh... Yeah!



(MUSIC CONTINUES)



Yeah!



RIFF: Hey!



No, no, no. I just wanna

give him a talk real quick.



- Hey, Bernardo!

- GRAZIELLA: Riff!



(RHYTHMIC HANDCLAPS)



(MUSIC CONTINUES)



GIRL: Bernardo!



- (SPEAKS SPANISH)

- (ANITA CHEERS IN SPANISH)



(SPEAKS SPANISH)



MAN: Chino!



(PLAYING SOLO)



(MUSIC CONTINUES)



(MUSIC SLOWS DOWN)



(WALTZ MUSIC PLAYING)



(SNAPS FINGERS)



(MUSIC CRESCENDOS)



It's funny, I wasn't planning

on showin' up tonight.



You don't like dancing?



No.



I mean, yeah.



I like it.



I like it a lot, dancing with you.



It's just, you're, uh...



You're tall.



Yeah, I know.



- You're not.

- (CHUCKLES)



You're not Puerto Rican?



You're just figuring that out?



From down here, I wasn't sure.



Is that OK? That I'm not?



I don't know.



(SPEAKS SPANISH)



Since I...



I never seen you before.



This is my first time dancing

in New York City,



so, you tell me.



Is it OK?



There's not much I can do about it,

so...



I'm sorry. You just...



caught me by surprise, is all.



I'm a by-the-book type. So...



By the book?



Try me again.



(MUSIC TEMPO INCREASING)



WOMAN: María! María!

(SPEAKS SPANISH)



(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)



BERNARDO: María!

(SPEAKS SPANISH)



María.



(CONVERSING IN SPANISH)



I'm glad to meet you, I'm...



What were you doing

under there with my sister?



- Bernardo, no!

- María!



(MARÍA AND BERNARDO

ARGUING IN SPANISH)



- TONY: I wasn't doing nothing.

- (SPEAKS SPANISH)



KRUPKE: Back up there, Bernardo.



You ought to know better.

Ain't you learned nothing?



TONY: I didn't mean no disrespect.



I just wanted to dance with her.



She don't wanna dance

with you, American.



Come on, we're all Americans, right?



Keep away from her, hijo de puta!



Hey, hey! Now that

sounded kinda rough, Bernardo,



- and I ain't having it.

- (SPEAKS SPANISH)



Youse gonna fight or youse gonna dance?



I wanna dance, God damn it!



(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)



God damn it, Riff,



you swore to me

you wasn't starting nothing.



You promised me

that we could dance first



and then you was

only gonna challenge 'em...



I am here to dance, girly girl.



Ain't that what we been doin'?



Challenge who to what?



GRAZIELLA: Like I know.

Like he tells me anything.



María.



(SPEAKS SPANISH)



(THANKING IN SPANISH)



Thank you for the dance.



Sure. No, I mean, thank you

for the dance and for the...



ANITA: Ay...



Let's say...



Let's say we visit the head



and we'll pow-wow friendly like.



You, me,

and my troublemaking buddy here.



(BERNARDO BREATHING HEAVILY)



(INDISTINCT CHATTER)



Do you wanna start World w*r III?



Ay, María, María.



Tony? Come on.



Tony, come on.



You walking away? Hey! Come on, man!



(GIRL LAUGHING)



You want to fight, right?



Not here. We gotta set it up.



Set it up?



You mean like a date?



All of you, and all of us.



- We're busy guys.

- RIFF: Mm-hmm.



We got jobs.



Why should we play on the playground



- with a bunch of...?

- Control of your territory,



that's what you get.



We keep clear out of your way,

you're Jet-free. If you win.



We win, you see us coming,

and we will keep coming,



you Sharks make like the rats

and skedaddle.



Where?



The river.



- The docks.

- The underpass.



- The rail yards.

- The salt shed.



¿Dónde?



De dónde está ♪ ♪ th and the river.



Wait!



Midnight tomorrow.



Weapons?



Fists.



Rocks.



- Bricks.

- Pipes.



- Chains.

- Knives?



Hey, we don't need no knives.



- You boys love your knives.

- (CLAMOURING IN SPANISH)



Better without knives.



Better for who is the question

that comes to mind,



but no knives.



And no jazz till then. Copasetic?



(DOOR OPENS)



(DOOR CLOSES)



Riff, I don't know, that about knives...



Them sp*cs sleep



with their switchblades in their teeth.



- Action. Action.

- They ain't gonna leave



- their knives at home.

- (DOOR CREAKS OPEN)



Your friendly friend.



RIFF: What about him?



I'll see him tomorrow night?



You bet your ass.



Tell him...



Tony.



Tell Tony



I look forward to that.



(SOFT ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING)



(SCOFFS)



María.



(SINGING) The most beautiful sound



I ever heard



María



María, María



María



All the beautiful sounds of the world



In a single word



María



María



María



María



María, María



- María

- (MUSIC TEMPO INCREASES)



I've just met a girl named María



And suddenly that name



Will never be the same to me



María



I've just kissed a girl named María



And suddenly I've found



How wonderful a sound can be



María



Say it loud

And there's music playing




- (MUSIC TEMPO SLOWS)

- Say it soft



And it's almost like praying



María



I'll never stop saying



- María

- (MUSIC TEMPO INCREASES)



María



María



María, María



María



María



María



María



María



Say it loud and there's music playing



- (MUSIC TEMPOS SLOWS)

- Say it soft



And it's almost like praying



María



I'll never stop saying



María



The most beautiful sound I ever heard



María



(MUSIC FADES OFF)



- (BARRICADE RATTLES)

- (MARÍA SHOUTS IN SPANISH)



(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)



It's me!



Are you crazy? You can't...



What are you doing,

spooking around como una rata?



Come down.



- Meet me on the corner...

- No!



- (MARÍA SPEAKS SPANISH)

- Let's meet on the, uh...



- (MARÍA SPEAKS SPANISH)

- What's that mean?



It means "go away."



Can I come up?



No.



- But I found you.

- Please.



My brother's so angry now,

he might...



I'll make him like me. Everybody does.



There's nobody who everybody likes.



Yeah, but, ♪ ♪ long as you like me,



- I'm OK with that.

- (SHUSHES, SPEAKS SPANISH)



Please, you have to go.



Ay, Dios mío. No, no, no.



(METAL CREAKS)



BERNARDO: María! We're home.



ANITA: Need a little rum?

It'll help you sleep.



Who needs to sleep?



(BERNARDO SPEAKS SPANISH)



ANITA: Oh, not here. In the bedroom.



(BOTH CHUCKLE)



(SOFT ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING)



¿Dónde estás?



Where are you? Ay!



Is it locked?



Sí, but there's no key.



Well, that's against the law.

You ought to report that.



OK, I will. Now, please go,



or something bad will happen...



Run away with me.



(MARÍA CHUCKLES)



I'm serious. Don't laugh.



Sí, serious.



Maybe tomorrow I'll run away with you.



Tomorrow?



Deal.



Wait!



Tomorrow, where?



I can't see ya.



(SOFT ROMANTIC MUSIC CONTINUES)



Careful.



What's your name?



Tony.



See you tomorrow, Tony.



- You promise me?

- What?



You gotta see me tomorrow. Nobody else.



Only me.



(SOFT ROMANTIC MUSIC CONTINUES)



(SINGING) Only you



You're the only thing I'll see forever



In my eyes, in my words



And in everything I do



Nothing else but you

Ever




And there's nothing for me but María



Every sight that I see is María



Tony, Tony



Always you

Every thought I'll ever know




Everywhere I go



- You'll be

- All the world is only




You and me



(MUSIC TEMPO INCREASES)



Tonight, tonight



It all began tonight



I saw you and the world went away



Tonight, tonight



There's only you tonight



What you are

What you do




What you say



Today, all day

I had the feeling




A miracle would happen



I know now I was right



For here you are



And what was just a world

Is a star




Tonight



(MUSIC SLOWS)



Tonight



Tonight



The world is full of light



With suns and moons all over the place



Tonight, tonight



The world is wild and bright



Going mad



sh**ting sparks into space



Today the world was just an address



A place for me to live in



No better than alright



But here you are



And what was just a world



Is a star



Tonight



BERNARDO: María!



(BERNARDO AND MARÍA

CONVERSING IN SPANISH)



Tomorrow.



Tomorrow.



Sí.



Wait! What time?



Uh, tomorrow night?



I work.



♪ :♪ ♪ ? PM?



♪ ♪ nd Street subway station. Uptown side.



Sí. Sí, OK. Now...



(WHISPERS) Wait! Wait!



(SOFT ROMANTIC MUSIC CONTINUES)



I forgot why I called you.



I'll wait till you remember.



Tony is Antonio?



Anton.



Te adoro, Anton.



Te adoro, María.



(SINGING) Good night



Good night



Sleep well



And when you dream



Dream of me



Tonight



(MUSIC FADES OFF)



(LILTING MUSIC PLAYING)



(CAT MEOWS)



(INDISTINCT CHATTER)



(LILTING MUSIC CONTINUES)



ANITA: María! Breakfast, niña.



(GASPS)



(LILTING MUSIC CONTINUES)



(GRUNTING)



- (SIGHS)

- (MUSIC ENDS)



BERNARDO: Last night I dreamed

I was back in Puerto Rico.



In my dream, we had six kids.



Six kids? Marry a cat.



I've been asking you for five years.



ANITA: Mm-hmm.



You want to marry me,

then leave the gringos alone.



BERNARDO: I'm gonna make

quick work of the Jets.



ANITA: (CHUCKLES)

You sound like the funny papers.



- "The Jets."

- (BERNARDO SPEAKING SPANISH)



English. We gotta practice.



- Anita María Teresa...

- Oh.



- (ANITA GIGGLING)

- Josefina...



Good morning.



I'm right here.



(ANITA SPEAKS SPANISH)



Stay here and don't fight?



What fight?



BERNARDO: Don't worry about that.



You don't have a fight till next week.



The match with that Thompson guy.



What was his name?



Your brother has something

to say to you.



I apologise



for behaving last night like a...



Like a gangster.



(ASSENTS IN SPANISH)



It was embarrassing.



And he's apologising.



Perdón.



I'm a grown-up now, Bernardo.



I can dance with anyone I like.



As long as he's puertorriqueño.



But why? Tony's a nice boy.



Tony? (SPEAKS SPANISH)



Tony. Who cares if he's a...? ♪



I don't know what he is. A Yankee? ♪



He's a Polack. That's what he is. ♪



A big, dumb Polack. ♪



"Polack," says the spic. ♪



Now you sound like a real American.

(CHUCKLES) ♪



I don't want you to marry a gringo. ♪



Marry him? ♪



I danced with him, Bernardo. ♪



For a minute, until you... ♪



You're crazy.

I can't talk to you anymore. ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



I was OK on my own. ♪



Just me and Papi

for five years without you, ♪



while you came here, ♪



where you do everything you want. ♪



You... You study, and you make money... ♪



And he boxes. ♪



Sí. And you have your boxing. ♪



And he fights in the streets. ♪



Don't fight with the Jets. ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



I want you to be happy. ♪



- (SPEAKS SPANISH)

- ANITA: Mm. ♪



Here, dead man, eat your eggs. ♪



- And everyone, speak English.

- (SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



But I'm here, too. ♪



And I... I want to make a life, a home. ♪



Maybe go to City College ♪



like Rosalía's cousin, Virginia. ♪



I want to be happy here. ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



English. ♪



Puerto Rico, sí.



That is what you think. ♪



- I'm gonna think for myself.

- You keep away from him. ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH, SIGHS) ♪



As long as you're in my house... ♪



This ain't your house. ♪



She pays rent here

same as me and you. ♪



This is about family. ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH, STOPS ABRUPTLY) ♪



Ah! (SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



(SHOUTS IN SPANISH) ♪



(ARGUING IN SPANISH) ♪



- María... (STUTTERS)

- (ANITA SCOFFS) ♪



(UTENSILS RATTLE) ♪



(CONTINUES SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



Maybe Chino and your friends

fall down at your feet, ♪



and maybe you scare the Americanos



when you make fists and angry faces... ♪



(CONTINUES TEARFULLY IN SPANISH) ♪



And I am not interested

in what you have to say. ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



(ANITA BREATHES DEEPLY) ♪



You want to know where my home is? ♪



It's where I pay rent. Right here, ♪



where I work my fingers raw, ♪



mending pants and hemming neckties ♪



so that I can earn enough money ♪



to pay other girls to sew for me, ♪



so that someday

I can rent a shop of my own ♪



in this great, big,

beautiful Nueva York.



Ah. ♪



(SNAPS FINGERS) ♪



And if you think ♪



that I'm going back home

to Puerto Rico with six kids ♪



that I put to bed hungry every night, ♪



amor de mi vida, you are dreaming. ♪



In Puerto Rico, our kids won't get fat ♪



like the kids in New York. ♪



(LAUGHTER AND INDISTINCT CHATTER) ♪



(LOW PERCUSSION MUSIC INTRO PLAYING) ♪



(SOFT LATIN MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



(SINGING) Puerto Rico



You lovely island



Island of tropical breezes



Always the pineapples growing



Always the coffee blossoms blowing



And the money owing



And the babies crying



And the people trying



I like the island Manhattan



I know you do! ♪



Smoke on your pipe



And put that in



(MUSIC TEMPO QUICKENS) ♪



I like to be in America



OK by me in America



Everything free in America



For a small fee in America



(WHISTLE BLOWS) ♪



Buying on credit is so nice



One look at us

And they charge twice




I have my own washing machine



What do you have though

To keep clean?




Skyscrapers bloom in America



Cadillacs zoom in America



Industry boom in America



Twelve in a room in America



(PROTESTERS CHANTING IN SPANISH) ♪



Lots of new housing with more space



Lots of doors slamming in our face



I'll get a terrace apartment



Better get rid of your accent



Life can be bright in America



If you can fight in America



Life is alright in America



If you're all white in America



(WOMEN SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



(UP-TEMPO MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(CROWD CHEERING) ♪



ALL: Hey, hey, hey! ♪



La la, la la, la

America




America



La la, la la, la

America




- America

- (SHARKS EXCLAIM) ♪



Ay, ay, ay, ay.



(BOXING BELL DINGS) ♪



Here you are free

And you have pride




Long as you stay on your own side



Free to do anything you choose



Free to wait tables and shine shoes



Everywhere grime in America



- Organized crime in America

- (ANITA RESPONDING IN SPANISH) ♪



Terrible time in America



You forget I'm in America



(WOMEN LAUGH) ♪



(UP-TEMPO MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(CHEERING INDISTINCTLY) ♪



Hey, hey, hey! ♪



Hey, hey, hey! ♪



I think I go back to San Juan



I know a boat you can get on



WOMEN: Bye-bye! ♪



Everyone there will give big cheer!



SHARKS: Hey! ♪



Everyone there will have moved here



- (WOMEN EXCLAIM)

- (SHARKS LAUGH) ♪



WOMEN: Ow, ow, ow! ♪



Ow, ow, ow! ♪



Ow, ow, ow! ♪



(UP-TEMPO MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



SHARKS: Hey!

WOMEN: Hey! ♪



SHARKS: Hey!

WOMEN: Hey! ♪



(ALL CHEERING) ♪



SHARKS: Hey! ♪



(UP-TEMPO MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



ALL: Hey! ♪



- (MUSIC ENDS)

- (ALL CHEERING) ♪



(CHEERING CONTINUES) ♪



"I'm happy to see you again." ♪



(TRANSLATES INTO SPANISH) ♪



(REPEATS SPANISH PHRASE) ♪



So, who are you so happy to see again? ♪



Last one. ♪



"You look beautiful." ♪



(SCOFFS) ¿De verdad?



"De veda..."



¿Una puertorriqueña?



I wanna do like Doc, ♪



find me a Puerto Rican girl. ♪



Ay, Tony,

you don't have enough troubles? ♪



I don't wanna jinx it, ♪



but maybe I'm done with trouble. ♪



You are never done with troubles. Nunca.



- Nunca. "Nunca" means "never"?

- Uh-huh. ♪



What's "forever"? ♪



Like, "I wanna be with you forever." ♪



You don't wanna start, maybe, ♪



with "I'd like to

take you out to coffee"? ♪



No. Come on, tell me. ♪



"I wanna take you to Chock Full o' Nuts ♪



"for a cream cheese sandwich

on a raisin bread"? ♪



This ain't casual like that. ♪



Oh. ♪



"I want to be with you forever." ♪



(TRANSLATES INTO SPANISH) ♪



(REPEATS SPANISH PHRASE) ♪



- (TONY FALTERING)

- (REPEATS WORDS) ♪



"With you." ♪



"Para siempre."



"Siempre."



"Siempre."



"Forever." ♪



TONY: I wanna show you something. ♪



It's a surprise, uptown. ♪



- You seem sorta...

- There's a fight tonight. ♪



Between my brother and his friends. ♪



- News to me.

- And your friend ♪



who helped you when Bernardo... ♪



Riff. ♪



Tell him, Riff, tell him not to. ♪



It's because of us

they're gonna fight, verdad?



Well, get your brother to call it off. ♪



Bernardo's too angry. ♪



Well, Riff's angry, too, so... ♪



- Come on.

- (TRAIN HORN TOOTS) ♪



This place we're going,

it's, uh, up past Harlem. ♪



It's practically

at the tip of the island. ♪



My brother... ♪



there's so much more

against him than Riff. ♪



He's angry because... ♪



The whole world has been against Riff ♪



since he was born. ♪



Do you think it's easier for us? ♪



Uh, well, I think you come

from families, homes. ♪



You and Bernardo, you have hope. ♪



You think Riff has that? ♪



Riff could have hope

if he didn't try to take hope ♪



from people he doesn't know. ♪



Riff didn't start this, it was Bernardo. ♪



He came after me. ♪



Just cause I wanted to dance with you. ♪



Tony, if someone gets hurt

because of what we do... ♪



What did we do to anyone? ♪



We don't do anything wrong,

liking each other, ♪



- pero...

- María. ♪



I don't just like you. ♪



We can't pretend what we do

doesn't cause trouble. ♪



I can't talk my guys

outta making trouble. ♪



Trouble's what they're made of. ♪



All of you go suck a pickle. ♪



You think we're going to jail? ♪



They're fishing, is all.

Asking questions. ♪



Which we ain't answering. ♪



So, you're gonna tell me ♪



where and when the rumble's happening... ♪



or I'm gonna send you

straight to the Tombs. ♪



I don't know where the rumble is. ♪



I don't even know what a rumble is. ♪



Uh, they don't tell me nothing. ♪



They know I can't keep any secrets. ♪



They tell you when to show up, right? ♪



Nah, they don't. ♪



I just hang around

until somebody says "let's go." ♪



And then? ♪



I go. ♪



(FAINT RADIO CHATTER) ♪



I can't go to jail, Deez. ♪



Dry up, weepy, or else go sit

on the ladies' bench ♪



with the other dickless wonder. ♪



- Leave her be.

- Get stuffed, why don't ya? ♪



Go back to the zoo, why don't ya? ♪



Go suck on your sister's titty,

why don't ya? ♪



You guinea hyena. ♪



Hey, Krupke! You made a mistake. ♪



She ain't a Jet.

She nags us all the time. ♪



Hey, I ought to be a Jet.

Tony told me... ♪



She ain't a Jet. ♪



- She ain't even a boy.

- Pipe down, A-Rab. ♪



- She's a dumb girl.

- I ain't a girl! ♪



She looks like some kinda

biological disaster, ♪



but I pantsed her once,

and under oath, she's a girl! ♪



I said I ain't no g*dd*mn girl, ♪



you shrivel-d*ck dago pansy! ♪



- (BOTH GRUNTING)

- KRUPKE: Get off of him, ♪



Cut it out! Now! ♪



You're gonna break her arm,

you godforsaken... ♪



I'm trying to get her off of him. ♪



Back up! God! ♪



My ulcer. ♪



It's a freaking felony! ♪



Assaulting an officer of the... ♪



Sit yourselves some place ♪



and don't move a muscle till I get back! ♪



Don't even sweat! Youse hear me? ♪



Hey, a girl gave me a nosebleed. ♪



She just bought herself a ticket ♪



to the House of Detention. ♪



What about us? ♪



- Rikers, most likely.

- BABY JOHN: Rikers? ♪



What, you ain't

never been arrested before? ♪



He ain't never been nothing before. ♪



- BABY JOHN: That'd k*ll my ma.

- Oh. ♪



I can't go to jail. ♪



You won't.

Long as you remember two things. ♪



One, tell 'em what they wanna hear. ♪



And two, don't tell 'em nothing. ♪



Hey, garbage! ♪



Who? ♪



- Me, Officer Krupke?

- (BOYS LAUGH) ♪



Well, look at youse. ♪



You feckless frigging disappointments. ♪



Now, give me one good reason ♪



I shouldn't throw the book at ya. ♪



(SINGING)

Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke



You gotta understand



It's just our bringin' upke



That gets us out of hand



Our mothers all are junkies



Our fathers all are drunks



Golly Moses



Naturally we're punks



Gee, Officer Krupke



We're very upset



We never had the love

That every child ought to get




We ain't no delinquents



We're misunderstood



Deep down inside us

There is good




There is good



- There is good

- (UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



There is good



There is untapped good

Like inside




The worst of us is good



Aw, that's a touching good story. ♪



Let me tell it to the world! ♪



Oh, just tell it to the judge. ♪



(ALL EXCLAIM) ♪



Whoo! ♪



- (UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES)

- (INDISTINCT TALKING) ♪



Get over there. ♪



Dear kindly Judge, Your Honour



My parents treat me rough

With all their marijuana




They won't give me a puff



They didn't wanna have me

But somehow I was had




Leapin' lizards

That's why I'm so bad




Right! Officer Krupke

You're really a square




This boy don't need a judge

He needs a analyst's care




It's just his neurosis

That ought to be curbed




He's psychologically disturbed



I'm disturbed! ♪



We're disturbed

We're disturbed




We're the most disturbed



Like we're psychologically disturbed



(ALL LAUGH AND SCREAM) ♪



(UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(WHOOPING) ♪



BALKAN: Hear ye, hear ye. ♪



In the opinion of this court,

the boy's depraved ♪



on account of he ain't had

a normal home. ♪



Hey, I'm depraved

on account of I'm deprived! ♪



So, take this nut to a headshrinker. ♪



Oh, why not? Come on. ♪



DIESEL: Go, go, go. ♪



My father is a bastard

My ma's an S.O.B.




My grandpa's always plastered

My grandma pushes tea




My sister wears a moustache

My brother wears a dress




Goodness gracious



- That's why I'm a mess

- Yes! ♪



Officer Krupke

You're really a slob




This boy don't need a doctor

Just a good honest job




Society's played him a terrible trick



And sociologically he's sick



- I am sick!

- We are sick, we are sick




We are sick, sick, sick



Like we're sociologically sick



(WHOOPING) ♪



A-RAB: I did it! Yeah! ♪



DIESEL: Officer, I'm guilty.

MOUTHPIECE: Get out of here. ♪



In my professional opinion, ♪



what we got here ♪



is a run-of-the-mill

juvenile delinquent, ♪



and juvenile delinquency

is a social disease. ♪



Ew, Diesel, you got a social disease? ♪



Bring him to a social worker. ♪



Wait, can I catch it by touching him? ♪



Get down. ♪



BIG DEAL: Oh! (LAUGHS) ♪



Dear



Kindly social worker



- They say go earn a buck

- (LAUGHTER) ♪



Like be a soda jerker



Which means like be a schmuck



It's not I'm antisocial

I'm only anti-work




Glory! Osky!



That's why I'm a jerk



(IN FALSETTO)

Yee! Officer Krupke



You've done it again



This boy don't need a job

He needs a year in the pen




OK. ♪



It ain't just a question

of misunderstood




Deep down inside him

He's no good




- I'm no good

- We're no good, we're no good




We're no earthly good



Like the best of us is no damn good



The trouble is he's crazy



The trouble is he drinks



The trouble is he's lazy



The trouble is he stinks



The trouble is he's growin'



The trouble is he's grown



Krupke, we've got troubles of our own



Gee, Officer Krupke

We're down on our knees




Cause no one wants a fellow

With a social disease




Gee, Officer Krupke

What are we to do?




Gee, Officer Krupke



Krup you



(MUSIC ENDS) ♪



(PANTING HEAVILY) ♪



(ALL PANTING HEAVILY) ♪



This is for you. ♪



TONY: This is the surprise. ♪



MARÍA: It look like a church. ♪



TONY: It's a museum now, you know. ♪



First time I saw this place, ♪



I was on a prison bus. ♪



Up to the state prison in Ossining. ♪



There was a rumble. ♪



And I busted up this kid. ♪



He was in the Egyptian Kings. ♪



He only didn't die because of luck, ♪



like, one more punch

and he probably would've d*ed. ♪



And I would've done it. ♪



I would've m*rder*d this messed-up kid ♪



who wasn't no different from me. ♪



And for a year in prison

and since I got out, ♪



I can't quit thinking about

what I almost done. ♪



I think about k*lling him, and... ♪



and it's like I'm always

just about to fall off ♪



the edge of

the world's tallest building. ♪



I stopped falling the second I saw you. ♪



(CHURCH BELL TOLLING) ♪



I shouldn't have asked you

to stop the fighting. ♪



I don't want you to go

anywhere near the fighting. ♪



(SLOWLY RECITES PHRASE IN SPANISH) ♪



(LAUGHS) ♪



Don't laugh. It means I wanna be... ♪



I know what it means. ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



I don't know what that... ♪



(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



Oh. ♪



- (LAUGHS) Oh, that's...

- Don't laugh. ♪



(GULPS) ♪



I, Tony... ♪



I, Anton, ♪



take you, María, ♪



- rich or poor...

- I'm poor. ♪



I'm poorer. ♪



(CONTINUES VOW IN SPANISH) ♪



To love you and respect you. ♪



Siempre.



(SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



TONY: (SINGING)

Make of our hands



One hand



Make of our hearts



One heart



Make of our vows



One last vow



Even death



Won't part us now



Make of our lives



One life



Day after day



One life



Now it begins



Now we start



One hand



One heart



Only death



Will part us now



(SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



You're worried.

But they're still my guys. ♪



- They'll listen to me.

- But what if you can't? ♪



We can't be together ♪



while they're brawling all around us. ♪



Because of us. ♪



I swear to you, María, ♪



there won't be any fight. ♪



(SINGING) Make of our lives



One life



Day after day



One life



Now it begins



Now we start



One hand



One heart



- MARÍA: Death won't part

- Even death won't part





- MARÍA: Us now

- Us now




(SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



Come see me tonight. ♪



MAN: You ever fired a g*n before? ♪



Sure, of course I have. ♪



What kind? ♪



Colt. Revolver. ♪



That so? What'd it sh**t? ♪



b*ll*ts. ♪



- .♪ ♪ s.

- Colt sh**t .♪ ♪ s. ♪



We got money. ♪



I don't sell heaters to unscrubbed boys. ♪



These guys,

the ones we're rumbling with, ♪



they're bringing heat. ♪



Cause they think we're bringing heat. ♪



So, we need to bring heat ♪



so they know that we ain't defenceless. ♪



And vice versa. ♪



Mutually assured destruction. ♪



I don't know what that is. ♪



That's a Smith and Wesson, Model ♪ ♪ . ♪



Classic of its kind. ♪



If you want it, take it, why don't ya? ♪



Fires trey eights. ♪



Makes quite a hole for a little g*n. ♪



It's loaded. ♪



You don't gotta cock it, even. ♪



You just squeeze the trigger and... ♪



You might as well. ♪



(SCOFFS) ♪



You remind me of your dad. ♪



Leave it on the bar. ♪



- RIFF: (SHOUTS) What you got?

- (WHOOPING) ♪



JETS: Whoa, whoa, whoa! ♪



RIFF: Pow, pow, pow!

ACTION: Pow, pow, pow! ♪



- Eat lead!

- RIFF: Pow, pow, pow! ♪



TIGER: Come on, you chicken!

RIFF: Pow, pow, pow! ♪



TIGER: Chicken, chicken, chicken! ♪



RIFF: Pow! Pow, pow! ♪



TIGER: You yellow flatfoot, come on! ♪



RIFF: Pow! ♪



Pow! Pow, pow! ♪



TONY: Pow. ♪



Gee whillikers, Batman. ♪



Since when you carry a rod? ♪



Well, I don't got magic powers

like you, Superman, ♪



so I got this. ♪



Promise to be with us tonight,

I'll let you hold it. ♪



When are you gonna grow up? ♪



Never probably.

Born to die young, daddy-o. ♪



They catch you with this, ♪



- it's ♪ ♪ years in Attica.

- (CHUCKLES) ♪



- Call it off.

- Call what off? ♪



Tell Bernardo the cops

found out about the rumble. ♪



Tell him a rain check. ♪



Hey, why should we call it off?

We got a g*n. ♪



Shut up, Tiger. Stay out of this. ♪



You know we wouldn't even need

a g*n if you was with us? ♪



But you ain't, so let go

of my g*dd*mn g*n. ♪



I paid for it. ♪



TONY: You paid for it?

RIFF: Right. ♪



TONY: Oh, OK, well, in that case, ♪



- oopsy-daisy.

- RIFF: Tony. Tony. ♪



Tony! Tony! ♪



Tony! Give me the g*n! ♪



- Call off the rumble.

- Come on, it's mine. ♪



It's yours? ♪



Fellas, does it look to you

like this is his g*n? ♪



(SOFT JAZZ MUSIC INTRO PLAYING) ♪



Alright, let's get some beer

and some weed ♪



and let's go to the zoo. ♪



Like the old days, huh? ♪



Yeah. I will if you will. ♪



You know me, brother. I don't look back. ♪



Why? You afraid

of what you're gonna see? ♪



No, I look ahead. ♪



I wanna be prepared

in case they come prepared. ♪



So, give me the g*n, Tony.

I mean it. Now. ♪



(SINGING) Boy, boy, crazy boy



Get cool, boy



Got a rocket in your pocket



- Keep coolly cool, boy

- Come on. ♪



Don't get hot



Cause, man, you've got

Some high times ahead




Take it slow and daddy-o

You can five it up




- And die in bed

- Cut the crap! ♪



Boy, boy, crazy boy



Stay loose, boy



Breeze it, buzz it

Easy does it




Turn off the juice, boy



Go, man, go



But not like a yo-yo school boy



- Just play it cool, boy

- (g*n CLACKS) ♪



Real cool



Careful, buddy. ♪



(JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



Careful yourself, Superman. Come on. ♪



(JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



- Cool!

- TIGER: Go! ♪



- Crazy!

- Cool! ♪



- Go!

- Crazy! ♪



JETS: Go! ♪



TIGER: Come on!

ACTION: Tony! ♪



I'm open! ♪



ACTION: Tiger, toss it! ♪



Come on, let's go! ♪



(JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(SINGING) Boy, boy, crazy boy



Stay loose, boy



Breeze it, buzz it

Easy does it




Turn off the juice, boy



(JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



Just play it cool, boy



Real cool



(RIFF PANTING) ♪



Pow. ♪



Pow. ♪



Pow, pow! ♪



Pow. ♪



Pow. ♪



- (MUSIC ENDS)

- (PANTING) ♪



SCHRANK: It's happening tonight.



That's all we know. ♪



The morning papers filled

with stories about dead kids. ♪



Not on my watch. ♪



Every block of Lincoln Square, ♪



every inch of San Juan Hill. ♪



I want the West Side locked down. ♪



- (UP-TEMPO JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) ♪



(SINGING) The Jets are gonna

Have their day tonight




The Jets are gonna

Have their way tonight




The Puerto Ricans grumble

"Fair fight"




But when 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

- Ssh! ♪



We'll have

our private little mix tonight




He'll walk in hot and tired

So what?




Don't matter if he's tired

As long as he's hot




- Shh!

- Tonight



TONY: 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



TONY AND MARÍA:

Oh, moon, grow bright



And make this endless day



Endless night



(TYRES SCREECH) ♪



(UP-TEMPO JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



The Jets are comin' out on top tonight



(JETS CHEER) ♪



We're gonna watch Bernardo drop tonight



(ALL CHEER) ♪



That Puerto Rican punk'll go down



And when he's hollered uncle

We'll tear up the town




Tonight, tonight



ICE: We'll be in back of you, boy



RIFF: Right

MARÍA: Won't be just any night



We're gonna flatten him good



Right



Womb to tomb? ♪



Sperm to worm! ♪



RIFF: And then we'll have us

A ball tonight




- MARÍA: Tonight, tonight

- We're gonna rock it tonight




- I'll see my love tonight

- We're gonna jazz it tonight




And for us

Stars will stop where they are




We're gonna mix it tonight



TONY AND MARÍA: Today

The minutes seem like hours




- JETS: They began it

- TONY: The hours go so slowly



- SHARKS: They began it

- And still the sky is light




JETS: We'll stop 'em

Once and for all




SHARKS: We'll stop 'em

Once and for all




MARÍA AND TONY:

Oh, moon, grow bright



And make this endless day

Endless night




SHARKS:

We're gonna rock it tonight



ALL: Tonight



(MUSIC ENDS) ♪



(SHUTTER WHIRRING) ♪



(CHAINS RATTLING) ♪



ICE: Welcome to the North Pole. ♪



It's salt. ♪



For when the streets ice up. ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



k*ll the lights. ♪



(SWITCH CLANGS) ♪



(SHUTTER WHIRRING) ♪



(GRUNTS) ♪



(GRUNTS) ♪



BERNARDO: Promised your buddy

was gonna be here. ♪



If you don't keep your word, jefe,



how am I going to believe ♪



you'll keep out

of our territory after... ♪



(CONVERSING IN SPANISH) ♪



And just when all hope is lost... ♪



So, is this the sh*t heard

round the world, ♪



or just, you know,

more of your bullshit? ♪



Don't ask me about sh**ting, pal. ♪



You're the one with the g*n. ♪



That's right, and who are you?

Friend or foe? ♪



- You're out of control.

- Hey. ♪



I don't need it if you stand with us. ♪



Here, take it. ♪



Go on, it'll be safe with you. ♪



And you pitch in. ♪



I wanna talk to... ♪



I'm doing the talking now. ♪



- Lets do it!

- ALL: Yeah! ♪



- Right now!

- (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) ♪



- Can I talk to you?

- Anything you need to say, ♪



- you can say through me.

- We talked enough. ♪



Let's try something else. ♪



You and me, ♪



we just got off on the wrong foot,

is all. ♪



I always know which foot I'm on. ♪



- (HUFFS)

- (SHARKS LAUGH) ♪



We all know you can fight, Bernardo. ♪



So, can you just quit dancing

for a second... ♪



RIFF: Yeah, can you quit

whispering in his ear? ♪



...and listen to what

I came here to tell you? ♪



I got nothing against you. ♪



And... And if I, somehow or other, ♪



if I offended you, ♪



I apologise. ♪



Oye, pana, I thought

we were going to fight.




(CLAMOURING) ♪



Did you bring him flowers, too? ♪



Come on, quit flirting with him!

Close his eyes! ♪



Hey, can't you shut up

for a single g*dd*mn second? ♪



What are you afraid of?

Your parole officer? ♪



You are breaking my heart

with this sh*t! ♪



- Come on!

- BERNARDO: A convict? ♪



How long in prison? ♪



Uh, a year. ♪



In prison, there were

Puerto Ricans, Dominicans? ♪



TONY: Sure. Puerto Ricans,

Dominicans, Cubans. ♪



They love locking up

us brown guys. ♪



(SHARKS MURMUR) ♪



TONY: This is not about skin.

It's... It's about... ♪



- It's about territory!

- (CLAMOURING) ♪



A-RAB: That's right! Our territory! ♪



None of us would be here

if any of us believed ♪



we had any place else to be. ♪



What did you do to get

yourself locked up, primo?



He b*at the snot outta someone

exactly like you! ♪



It don't matter what I did. ♪



I'm different now. And... ♪



you don't gotta worry about me

being with María. ♪



So, you told God and Jesús ♪



when you get out,

you gonna become somebody new? ♪



Am I right, pendejito?



And then you came to that dance ♪



and you see my sister, ♪



and you think... ♪



(ALL EXCLAIM) ♪



"How about I get myself a brown girl?" ♪



(INDISTINCT SHOUTING) ♪



"I never spent time

with a little puertorriqueña before." ♪



- RIFF: Tony!

- (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) ♪



"If I can be

with a coloured girl like her, ♪



"I'll be somebody better than I was. ♪



"Somebody I never been before." ♪



DIESEL: Put your hands up!

BABY JOHN: Come on! Hit him! ♪



A-RAB: Come on! ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



He won't fight you,

fight someone who will. ♪



I love her, Bernardo. ♪



(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



Stay out of this! ♪



(CHEERING) ♪



(CHEERING CONTINUES) ♪



(SHOUTING IN SPANISH) ♪



(OTHERS CONTINUE CHEERING) ♪



(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



- (EXCLAIMING)

- (JETS CHEERING) ♪



(STIFLED BREATHING) ♪



- (CLAMOURING)

- Finish it! ♪



A-RAB: Tony!

What the hell are you doing? ♪



DIESEL: Tony. ♪



Come on. (PANTING) ♪



(SHOUTS IN SPANISH) ♪



(CLAMOURING) ♪



Fight me! ♪



Riff... ♪



(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



(GRUNTS) ♪



(GRUNTS) ♪



- OK. That's enough.

- Tony! Tony! Tony! ♪



Let go! Let go! ♪



(PANTING) ♪



(CHUCKLES) ♪



Its OK. Its OK. (CHUCKLES) ♪



Take it out. ♪



(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(SOBBING) ♪



(BERNARDO GRUNTS) ♪



(ALL SHOUTING MANIACALLY) ♪



(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE) ♪



(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



Tony, come on! ♪



Come on! Come on. ♪



Tony, come on! ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



ANYBODYS: Tony, come on. ♪



(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(WOMAN SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



Housing Department. ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



We're gonna get apartments

in the new buildings. ♪



(WOMEN LAUGHING) ♪



Right where we live now. ♪



Ay, nena, we're gonna get evicted. ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



The new apartments, ♪



the Metropolitan Opera,

the orchestra hall? ♪



- Not for us, for the gringos.

- (ASSENTS IN SPANISH) ♪



That's why I cashed my relocation check ♪



inmediatamente.

(CONTINUES IN SPANISH) ♪



- Before they take it back.

- Mm-hmm. ♪



You cashed the check? I tore mine up. ♪



- Uh-huh.

- You tore up a $ check? ♪



- (SPEAKS SPANISH)

- (OTHERS CHUCKLE) ♪



Once you cash the check,

mi'jita, they can evict you! ♪



I mailed mine right back

to the Public Works. ♪



- (WALTZ MUSIC PLAYING)

- (CONVERSING IN SPANISH) ♪



A ver, Bernardo ain't keeping ♪



their dirty money, verdad, María? ♪



María? (SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



Get down from there! ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



We have eight floors to clean! María! ♪



Oh, I am terribly sorry, Señora Fausta,



but I do not clean floors. No, no, no. ♪



I wear my $♪ ♪ .♪ ♪ silk shawl... ♪



Ha-ha. (SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



Now get down. ♪



She's dreaming about her boyfriend. ♪



Oh, Chino. ♪



Chino, sí. She's in love with Chino. ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



I'm happy in my fancy, ♪



rich lady apartment. ♪



(OTHERS EXCLAIM) ♪



(SINGING) I feel pretty

Oh, so pretty




I feel pretty

And witty and bright




And I pity



Any girl who isn't me tonight



(FAUSTA SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



I feel charming

Oh, so charming




It's alarming

How charming I feel




And so pretty



That I hardly can believe

I'm real




(WALTZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



See that pretty girl

In that mirror there?




(SPRAYING RHYTHMICALLY) ♪



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



- (WOMEN EXCLAIMING)

- And entrancing



Feel like running

And dancing for joy




For I'm loved



By a pretty wonderful boy



(WALTZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



Have you met my good friend María?



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



BOTH: She thinks she's in love

She thinks she's in Spain




Ay, she isn't in love



She's merely insane



It must be the heat



Or some rare disease



WOMEN: Or too much to eat



- Or maybe it's fleas

- (LAUGHING) ♪



Keep away from her



Send for Chino



This is not the María we know



- Modest and pure

- Polite




And refined



Well-bred and mature



And out of her mind



(WALTZ MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



Miss America! ♪



A speech, a speech, por favor!



(SHOUTS IN SPANISH) ♪



I feel pretty



- (SPEAKS SPANISH)

- Oh so pretty



That the city should give me its key



A committee



Should be organized to honour me



(SCOLDS IN SPANISH) ♪



I feel dizzy

I feel sunny




I feel fizzy and funny and fine



And so pretty



Miss America can just resign



ALL: La, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la ♪



See that pretty girl

In that mirror there?




What mirror where?



Who can that attractive girl be?



- Which?

- What?




- Where?

- Who?




Such a pretty face

Such a pretty dress




Such a pretty smile

Such a pretty me




Such a pretty me



- I feel stunning

- I feel stunning




- And entrancing

- And entrancing




Feel like running and dancing for joy



For I'm loved



By a pretty wonderful boy



(MUSIC ENDS) ♪



(WOMEN CHUCKLE) ♪



Get back to work! ♪



(VACUUM WHIRRING) ♪



(INDISTINCT CHATTER) ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



I didn't punch my time card. ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



(METAL RATTLES) ♪



¿Hola?



(INQUIRING IN SPANISH) ♪



(MAN SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



Chino? ♪



(INQUIRING IN SPANISH) ♪



María. ♪



Que pasó?



Chino, que pasó?



(INQUIRING IN SPANISH) ♪



There was a fight con los Jets.



(CONTINUES IN SPANISH) ♪



Like it was over

before anyone could stop him. ♪



(RESUMES IN SPANISH) ♪



And Riff, he got stabbed, and... ♪



Tony. ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



Chino! ♪



- (SHOUTS IN SPANISH)

- (GASPS) ♪



Tony k*lled Bernardo. ♪



(MARÍA SHOUTS IN SPANISH) ♪



Chino! Liar! ♪



(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



What's going on down there? ♪



(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(SOBS QUIETLY) ♪



(SOFT SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



I... I didn't mean for it to... ♪



You promised you would stop this. ♪



You promised you would stop this! ♪



I tried. I tried. ♪



And then you m*rder*d him!

No, no, you m*rder*d me! ♪



You're a k*ller! The k*ller! ♪



(SOBBING) k*ller, k*ller,

k*ller, k*ller, k*ller... ♪



(CONTINUES SOBBING) ♪



I'm going to the cops. ♪



(PANTING) ♪



I just had to see you first. ♪



If you let them take you from me, ♪



how do I forgive you for that? ♪



(SOFT SOMBRE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(CRYING) ♪



(ALL PANTING) ♪



(BRAKES SCREECH) ♪



(SIREN WAILING) ♪



Go! ♪



BABY JOHN: Come on! ♪



(CONVERSING IN SPANISH) ♪



(PANICKY ARGUING) ♪



(VALENTINA SHOUTS IN SPANISH) ♪



(CONVERSING IN SPANISH) ♪



Come on, we gotta get outta here. ♪



(CONVERSING IN SPANISH) ♪



(HURRIED CHATTER) ♪



(SAD MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



(SAD MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(SINGING) There's a place



For us



Somewhere



A place for us



Peace and quiet



And open air



Wait for us



Somewhere



There's a



Time for us



Someday



A time for us



Time together



With time to spare



Time to learn



Time to care



Someday



Somewhere



We'll find a new way of living



We'll find a way of forgiving



Somewhere



There's a



Place for us



A time and place for us



Hold my hand



And we're halfway there



Hold my hand

And I'll take you there




Somehow



Someday



Somewhere



(SAD MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(SIGHS) ♪



(MUSIC FADES OFF) ♪



(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE) ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



I should go. ♪



Where? ♪



(SIREN CONTINUES WAILING) ♪



Ay, no.



Go to Doc's. ♪



Valentina will know what to do. ♪



Tony! ♪



Promise me you will. ♪



(DOOR OPENS) ♪



ANITA: María. ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



(BREATHING SHAKILY) ♪



(SNIFFLES) ♪



(SIGHS) ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



Come with me now. ♪



I can't. I can't. ♪



(SIGHS) ♪



(VOICE BREAKING) María. ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



Sí, I'm almost... I'll come out in a... ♪



Go. Go. ♪



(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE) ♪



(GASPING SOFTLY) ♪



(LOW, PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



I love him. ♪



(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



(SINGING) A boy like that

Who'd k*ll your brother




Forget that boy and find another



One of your own kind

Stick to your own kind




A boy like that will give you sorrow



You'll meet another boy tomorrow



One of your own kind

Stick to your own kind




A boy who kills cannot love



A boy who kills has no heart



And he's the boy who gets your love



And gets your heart



Very smart, María

Very smart




(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



A boy like that wants one thing only



And when he's done

He'll leave you lonely




He'll m*rder your love

He m*rder*d mine




Just wait and see

Just wait, María




Just wait and see



Oh, no, Anita, no



Anita, no



It isn't true

Not for me




It's true for you

Not for me




I hear your words

And in my head




I know they're smart

But my heart, Anita




But my heart

Knows they're wrong




A boy like that

Who'd k*ll your brother




MARÍA:

And my heart is too strong



Forget that boy and find another



- For I belong

- One of your own kind




Stick to your own kind



To him alone, to him alone

One thing I know




- A boy who kills cannot love

- I am his




- I don't care what he is

- A boy who kills has no heart




I don't know why it's so



And he's the boy

Who gets your love




- I don't want to know

- And gets your heart




Very smart, María

Very smart




Oh, no, Anita, no



You should know better



You were in love

Or so you said




- You should know better

- (MUSIC SLOWS) ♪



I have a love



And it's all that I have



Right or wrong



What else can I do?



I love him



I'm his



And everything he is



I am, too



I have a love



- And it's all that I need

- (CRYING) ♪



Right or wrong



And he needs me, too



I love him



We're one



There's nothing to be done



Not a thing I can do



But hold him



Hold him forever



Be with him now



Tomorrow



And all



Of my life



(MUSIC SWELLS) ♪



(SOBBING) ♪



When love comes so strong



There is no right or wrong



Your love is



Your life



- (BOTH VOCALIZING END NOTE)

- (MUSIC SWELLING) ♪



(MARÍA CRYING) ♪



(ANITA SNIFFLING) ♪



(VOICE BREAKING)

He will never be safe here. ♪



Sí, lo sé.



And no one will ever forgive him. ♪



Will you? ♪



You can't ever ask me that. ♪



Will you forgive me? ♪



Te quiero, mi niña,

but he will have to go away. ♪



And you will have to go with him. ♪



(MUSIC FADES OFF) ♪



(SWITCH CLICKS) ♪



(INQUIRES IN SPANISH) ♪



(CONVERSING IN SPANISH) ♪



QUIQUE: It got so bad so fast. ♪



(RESUME CONVERSING IN SPANISH) ♪



QUIQUE: He was a hero. ♪



I know people say that

about a lot of people... ♪



(CHICO SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



Bernardo was a fool. ♪



What did he die for? ♪



Murió luchando por su dignidad...



and for pride, mi hermano,

orgullo puertorriqueño!




Bernardo, he d*ed to show those gringos ♪



how tough Puerto Ricans are. ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



And if they push us too far... ♪



If those nobodies can take

your pride away from you, ♪



tú eres más estúpido que Bernardo.



(ALL SHOUT INDISTINCTLY) ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



It's a big world. ♪



Bernardo let the gringos tell him

there's only this barrio,



these ♪ ♪ bad blocks. ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



Don't you do what Bernardo did. ♪



You k*ll a gringo, they k*ll you. ♪



Sooner or later,

the gringos k*ll everything. ♪



Chino, Chino, Chino, por favor.



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



Don't follow me. ♪



(PANTS) ♪



Bernardo was your husband? ♪



ANITA: Yes. ♪



Oh. Close enough. ♪



Your brother was angry

you danced with a white boy ♪



at the mixer last night. ♪



No. I don't think so. ♪



You don't think the boy

you danced with was white? ♪



Or you don't think Bernardo was angry? ♪



I wouldn't dance with a white boy. ♪



Yeah? ♪



I heard you came with a date. ♪



Some, uh, Puerto Rican boy. ♪



Goes by the street name "Chino." ♪



Word is, Chino's got a g*n. ♪



That's what the word is, anyway. ♪



- He's armed...

- (SEWING MACHINE WHIRRING) ♪



(RAISES VOICE) ...and hunting

for this white stranger ♪



who she danced with, ♪



who we think k*lled your boyfriend! ♪



(WHIRRING STOPS) ♪



Anything else you wanna add? ♪



Bernardo told me about you. ♪



I'm flattered. ♪



The way you talked to him. ♪



Chino is gentle. ♪



He doesn't have a g*n. ♪



Apparently, now he does. ♪



(SEWING MACHINE WHIRRING) ♪



I have a, uh... ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



A headache? ♪



She has her monthly, you know? ♪



I get the picture. ♪



I need for this, uh, medicine. ♪



Anita, she can... she can go for me? ♪



- Mamita...

- (WHIRRING) ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



In English. ♪



Sí. Sí.



English is hard to, uh... ♪



Yeah, I bet it is. ♪



She wants you to go to Doc's drugstore ♪



- and ask Valentina for...

- (CLOTH RIPS) ♪



Hot tea is how my wife handles it. ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



What did I say? ♪



Tell Valentina, ♪



I hope her cousin arrived safe

from Santurce. ♪



And I'm sorry I can't be there

to meet him like I promised. ♪



And all of a sudden, fluency. ♪



(SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



That means "I'll come as soon as I can." ♪



I can go? ♪



You're not his widow or anything. ♪



I'm done with you. ♪



(DOOR OPENS) ♪



(SIGHS) ♪



(BREATH TREMBLING) ♪



(SCHRANK SIGHS) ♪



Must be tough, losing a brother. ♪



So, let's start from the beginning. ♪



GRAZIELLA: (TEARFULLY)

I wanna go see him. ♪



Talk to him. ♪



Tony just wants to be alone right now, ♪



he don't wanna see us. ♪



A-RAB: He ain't alone. ♪



The old lady's down there with him. ♪



Does he know we're up here?

Me and Grazie? ♪



Does he know I'm here? ♪



Tony cared about me once. ♪



He don't wanna see you, Grazie. ♪



Go home. ♪



We left him lying there. ♪



In the salt shed. ♪



Ice... ♪



I know. ♪



That's bothering me. ♪



Bothers me, too, Deez. ♪



ANYBODYS: He ain't there anymore. ♪



ACTION: Jesus Christ. ♪



ICE: Where'd you come from? ♪



Down the chimney like Santy Claus. ♪



What's Tony gonna do? ♪



Go pop yourself, ya blister. ♪



How long's he figure

on holing up down there? ♪



Till the heat dies down. ♪



When's that gonna happen? ♪



Two guys d*ed, so... ♪



never ever, ♪



Bernardo's friend, Chino? ♪



He has Riff's g*n. ♪



Oh, Jesus. ♪



And he's hunting for Tony. ♪



What are we gonna do? ♪



I don't know. ♪



Where you going? ♪



To keep track of Chino. ♪



Yeah, yeah. Good. You do that. ♪



In and out of shadows. ♪



That's how. ♪



- Hey.

- (DOOR OPENS) ♪



You done good, buddy boy. ♪



Leave. ♪



I want to see your friend, Tony. ♪



He's here? He's supposed to be. ♪



I have a message for him. ♪



Where is Valentina? ♪



You're Bernardo's girl. ♪



We saw you at the gym. ♪



Yeah, you wanna dance, Chiquita Banana? ♪



Dancing up a storm, you was,

dipping them hips. ♪



Valentina! ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



Spanish? ♪



You come here speaking Spanish? ♪



I wasn't talking to you. ♪



No Spanish. Not with us. Not today. ♪



(ANITA SCOFFS) ♪



Let me pass. ♪



You heard her, boys. ♪



She wants to pass. ♪



Hmm, she's too dark to pass. ♪



Let her go. ♪



No one wants you here. ♪



Why don't you dance for us first? ♪



(JUKEBOX CLICKS) ♪



(LATIN DANCE MUSIC PLAYING ON JUKEBOX) ♪



Dance with me, darling,

like you danced at the gym. ♪



Numbers, stop it. ♪



Stop it. ♪



Cutting in. ♪



Balkan, out of here. ♪



A-RAB: Come on, you pig,

let's see you move! ♪



ANITA: No, no, no. ♪



Bernardo's black pig. ♪



WOMAN: Hey! Stop touching her! ♪



GRAZIELLA: Boys, don't do this! ♪



ANITA: No!

GRAZIELLA: Tiger, let her go! ♪



GRAZIELLA: Let her go! ♪



Ice, enough! Enough! ♪



ANITA: Help me! ♪



(CLAMOURING) ♪



GRAZIELLA: No! ♪



Don't hurt her! ♪



Open the door! ♪



MOUTHPIECE: Keep moving! ♪



GRAZIELLA: Don't hurt her! ♪



Don't hurt her, please! ♪



- (MUSIC CONTINUES)

- (BOYS GRUNTING) ♪



Oh, my God! Oh, my God! ♪



What the hell are you doing? ♪



You disgusting pieces of sh*t! ♪



- (MUSIC STOPS)

- (VALENTINA SPEAKS SPANISH) ♪



(ANITA WHIMPERING) ♪



- Mija, mija.

- No! ♪



(SHOUTS IN SPANISH) ♪



Traitor! ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



Go back where you came from. ♪



You think I want to stay here? ♪



In this city full of ugly,

little animals like you? ♪



No, gracias.



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



Tell Tony... (SNIFFLES) ♪



You tell that m*rder*r... ♪



María ain't coming. ♪



Chino, he found out about them... ♪



Tony and María. ♪



He sh*t her. ♪



María is dead. ♪



You tell him that. ♪



(DOOR CLOSES) ♪



I know you. ♪



I know all of your names. ♪



Since you was born. ♪



(VOICE QUIVERING)

I watched you grow up. ♪



And you have grown into rapists. ♪



You dishonour yourselves. ♪



You dishonour your dead. ♪



(DOOR OPENS) ♪



What do we do now? ♪



(DOOR CLOSES) ♪



We're done. ♪



(OBJECT RATTLES) ♪



What was that? What was that? ♪



You can never hear nothing

from down here. ♪



- Was it the cops?

- No, no, no. ♪



It was not police.

No, it was... it was... ♪



Uh... Now it's alright. ♪



Tony, let's sit down for a second, huh? ♪



Listen. I got something to ask you. ♪



No, no, wait. I... I...

I got something... ♪



It ain't easy to ask this,

so let me just go, OK? ♪



Wait, wait. I have something to... ♪



You've given me so much already, ♪



but when she gets here, ♪



just... ♪



If you could help us out

with the bus fare... ♪



- Tony...

- I... ♪



I have no idea what it's gonna cost ♪



to get far enough away,

out west some place. ♪



bucks for both of us. ♪



And we'll get work when we get there. ♪



We'll pay you back every cent. ♪



I know you ain't got money,

so if it's too much to ask... ♪



No, no, no. It's not too much. ♪



It's not too much.

(INHALES SHARPLY) ♪



We're gonna name

all our girls Valentina. ♪



- Hmm.

- Cause if you hadn't cared ♪



for me like you always done, ♪



I wouldn't even be here alive, which... ♪



maybe I shouldn't be. ♪



Don't ever say that, Tony. ♪



Life matters even more than love. ♪



Mm. They're the same thing. ♪



Before María,

maybe I would've said they ain't. ♪



But now, it's all life is. ♪



Even if it lasts no time at all. ♪



A month, a day even. ♪



That was Anita upstairs. ♪



What's wrong? ♪



Chino... ♪



What? ♪



Chino has a g*n. ♪



He... ♪



Chino sh*t María. ♪



He k*lled her. ♪



She's... She's dead. ♪



(TONY WHIMPERS) ♪



(TONY CRYING) ♪



(FOOTSTEPS RUNNING UP STAIRS) ♪



(DOOR OPENS) ♪



(GASPING AND WHIMPERING) ♪



(PANTING) ♪



TONY: Chino! ♪



Chino! ♪



Where are you? ♪



Chino! ♪



I'm right here! ♪



(TEARFULLY) Chino! ♪



Chino! ♪



Come on, man! ♪



I'm right here! ♪



I'm locking for you! ♪



Come on! Come on, with me! ♪



I know how to hide you. ♪



I got places to go they'll never look, ♪



just please! ♪



Don't leave me here! ♪



Get off of me! ♪



Chino, k*ll me! ♪



k*ll me, too, Chino! ♪



(PANTING) ♪



Chino! ♪



(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) ♪



No! ♪



Don't! ♪



(MARÍA SHRIEKS) ♪



(CRYING) ♪



Mi amor mio, mi corazon.



(SOFTLY) María. ♪



María. ♪



(CONTINUES CRYING) ♪



(SINGING) Only you



You're the only thing I'll see



(VOICE QUIVERS) Forever



In my eyes, in my words



And in everything I do



(VOICE BREAKING)

Nothing else but you



Ever (SOBBING) ♪



(TONY BREATHING HEAVILY) ♪



(BREATHING STOPS) ♪



(MARÍA GASPING) ♪



(SOBBING) ♪



(SAD MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



(MARÍA CONTINUES SOBBING) ♪



Give it to me. ♪



(CHINO BREATHING SHAKILY) ♪



How do you fire it? ♪



- Just pull this?

- (BREATH QUIVERS) ♪



(SHOUTING)

How many b*ll*ts are left? ♪



Enough for you? ♪



And you? ♪



All of you! ♪



I can k*ll now because I hate now. ♪



I hate now. ♪



How many can I k*ll, Chino? ♪



And still have one b*llet left for me! ♪



(GASPING) ♪



(CONTINUES GASPING) ♪



(SAD MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



Te adoro, Anton. ♪



No, don't touch him! ♪



(SPEAKING SPANISH) ♪



(SAD MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(SAD MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪



(MUSIC FADES OFF) ♪



(SLOW DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪



(MUSIC FADES OFF) ♪



(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

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