Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So take him to a social vorker.

But it's not us.

you, me, the sweet guy I work for.

Doc's candy store?

You done good, buddy boy.

- It's so good here? - It's so good there?

I saw you, and the world went away

And don't let me catch none of youse around here later.

Yeah, you. Didn't you hear me?

In a single word

Couldn't be from Chino, could it?

- Riff! What are you doin'? - Get outta here, Tony!

Didn't you just see me? I was smash! I'm a killer, I wanna fight.

- You're gonna flatten him good - Right

- And this is Luis and Rosa. - Encantada. Rosalie, ai.

Look, every one of you hates every one of us, and we hate you back.

- I do? - And I think she is up to something.

we suspicion that the job was done by a cop.

Do it tomorrow.

I have my own washing machine

What is going on with you, Maria?

- Okay, Nardo? - Tony!

There's nobody here but me. Come on!

Maruca! Es tarde!

You know, she has a mother. Also a father.

From now to forever...

And there's nothing for me but Maria

Listen, I know youse guys was cookin' up somethin' at the dance.

You are cuttin' a hole in yourselves for them to stick in a red-hot umbrella...

- That's a touchin' good story. - Let me tell it to the world!

And we're the ones to stop 'em once and for all

We're hangin' a sign

I like the island Manhattan

What happens when you look at Bernardo?

We had nothing!

it's like the kick I used to get from bein' a Jet.

Under the highway.

We got special business comin' here tonight.

Riff Lorton. Somebody run interference!

Here. Maid of honor.

- He saved my ever-loving neck! - Sure! He'll do it again, too!

Feel like running and dancing for joy

Good deal all around, Bernardo?

And in my head, I know they're smart

- But she is worried, and so am I. - That's foolish.

and I'm reaching out.

We'll meet the other guys and form up. That's what we'll do.

And what was just a world is a star

Supposin' they ask you where's Tony and what party's lookin' for him with a gun!

Never Again. EVER.

You're home with your own

Don't you touch me!

- Nardo, it is my first dance. - Please. We are family. Now go.

- Mira, mira, mira! - Jets!

Look, Bernardo, if you wanna change your mind...

And suddenly that name

I'll be right there.

- Tony, you're not even listenin'. - I read you loud and clear, Riff.

You make the bad joke home where I can't hear it.

But Riff's like my brother...

But you were born here, that's all that you need.

or you'll be out in the streets singing for your supper!

If we lay low, the coppers are gonna smell fish.

What are ya standin' around here for, blockin' the sidewalks?

The more they turn it on, the harder they fall

No matter who or what is eatin' you...

I know we have not.

But somehow I was had

My sister wears a mustache

When my old man was my age, my brother was my age...

I will know right away

Our fathers all are drunks

Get outta here!

You wanna kill each other, kill each other! But you ain't gonna do it on my beat!

Now, come on! We're all here to have a good time, aren't we?

'Cause no one wants a fella with a social disease

My hands are cold

When you're a Jet

Man, without a gang, you're an orphan.

Which you'll never forget till they cart you away

- But this is a shop for ladies. - We won't bite you till we know you better.

Now, come on. Let's go.

Excuse me, sir.

I'm callin' for you, Chino!

Tony, come on! Come on, Tony!

Gee, Officer Krupke

- Why? - I have work.

One of your own kind

When clients ask why they owe a retainer up front

- He really come through for the Jets. - Just like Riff said he...

Boy, am I a victim of disappointment in you!

I'll take pretty boy as a warm-up.

- Say good-bye to the nice boys, Krupke. - Good-bye, boys.

Any girl who isn't me today

I think I'm diggin' a guy's character.

A boy who kills cannot love

Look what I got.

And no jazz before then.

I'm only anti-work

Once upon a meme, there lived two wondering boys. They have the power of invincibility

- Aren't you up a little late, Baby John? - I got insomnia, Doc. Too many worries.

Hear ye! Hear ye!

- Riff, don't! - Hold him!

- And if we don't stop them now... - Here! Work for a living.

- He don't even use an atomic ray gun. - Who don't?

End your sufferin', little man.

All right, all right, now, kids, kids...

I hate that dress!

Curfew, gentlemen and ladies.