Oh, my, my! You've got me scared to death. You'd better leave us alone, or I'll call the cops. Who's gonna make me, huh? Who, your boyfriend? Get your feet off my chair and shut your trap. Are you real? How can I find out if this is your real red hair? If this is the same red hair that you have on your. There's still alot od good in the world.Tell Dally. You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want. I don't think he's ever really seen a sunset.And don't be bugged over being a greaser. Keep it that way,it's a good way to be.I want you to tell Dally to look at one.He'll probably think you're crazy, but ask for me. When just when you get used to everything it's day. When you're a kid everything is new, dawn. I've been thinking about it,and that poem, that guy that wrote it, he meant you are gold when you're a kid,like green. It was worth saving those kids.Their lives are worth more than mine,they have more to live for.Some of the parents came by to thank me and I know it was worth it.Tell Dally it was worth it.I'm just gonna miss you guys. Ponyboy, I asked the nurse to give you this book so you could finish it.The doctor came in a while ago but I already knew it anyway.I keep getting tireder and tireder.Listen,I don't mind dying now.It was worth it. sure little buddy, we ain't goin' to fight anymore. I don't mean dead either, I mean, I mean how he was before. And when you ain't got nothin, you end up like Dally. If we don't have each other, then we ain't got nothing. But when you start trying to get me to take sides. I mean he, he feels things differently than you.
You'd never be happy doing something like that.ĭarry, you gotta stop yelling at him for every little thing he does, man.
Ponyboy, Darry could've put you in a boys' home, worked his way through college. It's like I'm the middle man in a tug-of-war or something between you guys. It's just like sometimes I have to get out. Where the hell do you think you're going? God damn it Ponyboy, you should have gone out for football instead of track.
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