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A month, a day even.
A place for me to live in
All of you!
Always the population growing
And dancing for joy
And I'll take you there
And in everything I do
And put that in
And suddenly I've found
And we ain't kiddin'
And we'll get work when we get there.
And we're the ones to stop 'em once and for all
And what was just a world is a star
And what was just a world is a star
And you?
And you?
Andale, Chico!
Beat it!
Before María, maybe I would've said they ain't.
Bernardo! Indio! Chaco, come on!
Better go underground
Better run, better hide
Bottles, knives, guns!
Boys to my right, and girls to my left
Break it up, you punks! Cut it out! Come on, guys! Break it up, I said!
But it is gonna be great
But not like a yo yo schoolboy
But now, it's all life is.
But when she gets here,
By a pretty wonderful boy
By a pretty wonderful boy
Bye bye!
Cadillacs zoom in America
Chino has a gun.
Chino shot María.
Chino, kill me!
Chino, true, you are lying! Why?
Come on, break it up! Come on!
Come on, Chino! Get me, too!
Come on, Jets!
Come on, man!
Come on, now!
Come on!
Cool it, A Rab, cool it!
Don't be shy meet a guy
Don't ever say that, Tony.
Don't you touch him!
Don't! Stop it! We got nothin' to fight about.
Enough for you?
Even if it lasts no time at all
Ever lovin'
Every last buggin' gang
Everyone there will give big cheer
Everyone there will have moved here
Everything's important, Riff...
Everywhere grime in America
For a small fee in America
For I'm loved
For I'm loved
For me like you always done,
Free to be anything you choose
Free to wait tables and shine shoes
From your first cigarette to your last dyin' day
Gee, Officer Krupke
Get off of me!
Get outta here!
Get them!
Ginger! Peachy!
Give it to me.
Go! Go! Go! Go!
Going mad, shooting sparks into space
Goodness gracious!
He always came through for us and he always will.
He killed her.
Hear ye! Hear ye!
Here come the Jets
Here you are free, and you have pride
Hey, babe!
Hey, Jets!
Hold it!
Hold my hand
How many can I kill, Chino?
How's the action on your mother's side of the street, Action?
I can kill now because I hate now.
I don't know what it is
I hate now.
I know a boat you can get on
I know how to hide you.
I know you ain't got money, so if it's too much to ask...
I know you do!
I like to be in America
I wouldn't even be here alive, which...
I'm disturbed!
I'm locking for you!
I'm right here!
If you can fight in America
If you could help us out with the bus fare...
If you're all white in America
In America, nothing is impossible.
In my eyes, in my words
In the opinion of this court, this child is depraved..
Industry boom in America
It ain't easy to ask this, so let me just go, OK?
It was not police. No, it was... it was...
It's just his neurosis that ought to be curbed
It's not I'm anti social
It's not too much
It's only just out of reach
Jets, come on! Follow me, baby
Jets, come on! Julio!
Jets! Jets!
Just please!
Keep away from her
Keep outta this!
Kill me, too, Chino!
Knows they're wrong
Krup you!
Krupke, we've got troubles of our own
Let me go!
Let's get her!
Let's go!
Life can be bright in America
Life is all right in America
Like, the best of us is no damn good
Like, we're psychologically disturbed
Listen. I got something to ask you.
Little man, you're a king
Little world, step aside
Long as you stay on your own side
Lots of doors slamming in our face
Maybe I shouldn't be.
Mm. They're the same thing.
No better than all right
No, don't touch him!
No, no, no. It's not too much.
No, no, wait. I... I... I got something...
Not with bullets and guns
Officer Krupke
Officer Krupke
Okay by me in America
Olé! Olé!
Olé! Olé!
On the whole buggin'
On the whole buggin' street
One look at us, and they charge twice
Organized crime in America
Our cylinders are clickin'
Pretty boy. Listen to him!
Pull up a chair
Riff, don't!
Riff, don't!
Right! Officer Krupke, you're really a square
Say it loud, and there 's music playing
Say it loud, and there 's music playing
Says 'visitors forbidden'
She's... She's dead.
Should be organized to honor me
Shut up!
Skysc****rs bloom in America
So be sure to finish each other off, because if you don't, I will!
So keep your noses hidden
So take him to a head shrinker. You!
Someone don't feel so well
Someone gets in our way
Stay loose, boy
Such a pretty me
Terrible time in America
That Puerto Rican punk'll go down
The greatest!
The hours go so slowly
The Jets are gonna have their day
The Jets are in gear
The Sharks'll steer clear
The trouble is he drinks
The trouble is he stinks
The trouble is he's crazy
The trouble is he's growing
The trouble is he's grown
The trouble is he's lazy
Then don't wear it, and don't come to the dance with us tonight
Then you are set with a capital 'J'
There's a time
This is not the Maria we know
To get far enough away, out west some place.
To stop them once and for all
Today the minutes seem like hours
Today the world was just an address
Today, all day, I had the feeling
Tonight there will be no morning star
Tony, let's sit down for a second, huh?
TONY: Chino!
Turn off the juice, boy
Twelve in a room in America
Uh... Now it's alright.
Und sociologically, he's sick
Very smart, Maria, very smart
Wait, wait. I have something to...
Wake up!
We ain't no delinquents, we're misunderstood
We are sick, we are sick
We'll pay you back every cent.
We're drawin' the line
We're gonna jazz it tonight
We're gonna mix it tonight
We're gonna name all our girls Valentina.