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: Hate to tell you this buddy, but you have to wear clothes to work. There's a law or something.
: [reading the paper
] They're thinking about putting me and Soda in a boys' home. No way! They ain't putting me in no boys' home. Steve
: Don't worry, Ponyboy, they don't do that to heroes. Hey, where is Soda and Super-dope, anyhow?
: Hey, after we beat those Socs tonight, good me and Steve are gonna throw a huge party, and everyone's gonna get ripped! Steve
: OWWWW! WHOOO! Darrel Curtis
: Where you gonna get the dough, li'l man? Sodapop Curtis
: Uhhh... I'll think of something.
[Sits on couch
] Sodapop Curtis
: Hey Two-bit, Mickey's on TV!
[Two-bit sits in front of the TV to watch
: [after Ponyboy gets jumped
] Hows the kid? Ponyboy
: I'm fine. What are you doin' outta the cooler, Dal? Steve
: Yeah? And what are you doin' walkin' by your lonesome on the street? Ponyboy
: It's none of your business smarty. Steve
: What do you mean, none of my business? It is my business. Look at my nose! Ponyboy
: It's huge. Steve
: Smart-ass. He is a smart-ass kid.
: [the Greasers are on their way to the rumble to fight the Socs
] Listen, Soda. You and Ponyboy, if the fuzz show, you beat it out of there. Hey, we'll get jailed, but you two will get the boys home, you know what I'm sayin'? Steve
: Ain't nobody gonna call the fuzz in this neighborhood! Cause they know better!
] Darrel Curtis
: [trying to get their attention again
] All the- Hey, hey! All the- Hey! All the same, you two beat it out of there, ya hear me?
: where are Soda, and Super-dope, anyhow? Darrel Curtis
: Super-what? Steve
: All brawn, no brains.
: Beer for breakfast there, Two-Bit?
: What do you think, man? You think it makes me look tough? Sodapop Curtis
: I think it makes you look different. Steve
: What'd you mean, "different"? Sodapop Curtis
: Well, you got a hole in your mouth.