The Outsiders (1983)

Steve: Beer for breakfast there, Two-Bit?

Cherry: How old are ya'll anyway?
Ponyboy: Fourteen.
Johnny: Sixteen.
Marcia: By the looks of it I thought you were both four.
Cherry: Sixteen.

Cherry: GET lost, hood.
Dallas: God, I didn't know you had this problem with, with yelling in my face.

Ponyboy: Nature's first green is gold, / Her hardest hue to hold. / Her early leaf's a flower, / But only so an hour. / Then leaf subsides to leaf, / So Eden sank to grief. / So dawn goes down to day, / Nothing gold can stay.
Johnny: Where did you learn that? That's what I meant.
Ponyboy: Robert Frost wrote it. I always remembered it because I never quite knew what he meant.

Dallas: I don't like little kids. I just, I just don't like them.

Darrel Curtis: Pony, what's wrong?
Ponyboy: Johnny's dead. Told him about beating the Socs, I don't know. He just died. Told me to stay gold. Dally's gone. He couldn't take it, he's going to blow.

Cherry: Can't you leave us alone? be nice and leave US alone.
Dallas: I'm never nice. Can I interest you in a Coca-Cola or a 7-Up?
Cherry: GET lost, hood.

Ponyboy: I'm freezing, man.
Dallas: Why didn't you bring a coat, stupid?
Ponyboy: I forgot.

Jerry Wood: You guys are three of the bravest kids I've seen in a long time. What are you guys? Professional heroes or somethin'?
Ponyboy: We're Greasers.
Jerry Wood: Are-are you kiddin' me?

Two Bit: What are you thinking about me becoming your personal bodyguard huh Ponyboy?
Ponyboy: I don't think it's too hot of an idea.

Johnny: Man that was one tough car. Mustangs, they're tough.

Two Bit: Shoot, this house ain't dirty. You ought to see my house.
Ponyboy: I have and if you had the sense of a billy goat, you'd clean your house up 'stead of bummin' 'round ours.
Two Bit: Shoot, kid, if I did that, my mom would die of shock.

Steve: Where are Soda, and Super-dope, anyhow?
Darrel Curtis: Super-what?
Steve: All brawn, no brains.

Two Bit: Hey baby, you wanna see what's hangin'?
Boy In Car: Aw, shut up, Two-Bit, before I hang you.

Dallas: You think my old man gives a hang if im dead in a car wreck, or drunk, or in jail or somethin', he doesn't care, but that doesn't bother me none. You're not going anywhere.

Randy: You can't win. You know that, don't you? It doesn't matter if you whip us, you'll still be where you were before, at the bottom. And we'll still be the lucky ones at the top with all the breaks. It doesn't matter. Greasers will still be Greasers and Socs will still be Socs. It doesn't matter.

Steve: Hate to tell you this, buddy, but you have to wear clothes to work. There's a law or something.

Dallas: Man, I thought New York was the only place to end up in a murder rap, Jesus Christ.

Johnny: Leave her alone, Dal.
Dallas: What'd you say?
Johnny: Come on, you heard me. Leave her alone.
Dallas: What'd you say, you little shit? What'd you say to me? Wiseass.

Dallas: You think my old man gives a hang if I'm dead in a car wreck or drunk or in jail or something, he doesn't care but that doesn't bother me. You're not going anywhere.