ponyboy: I'm an idiot.
darry:
sodapop:
johnny:
dally:
ponyboy:
darry: If you're waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.
ponyboy: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life
darry: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years!
sodapop: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!
johnny: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!
dally: My moral code, is that you?
ponyboy:
ponyboy: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mother left me but do you guys need a hug?
ponyboy, trying to convince dally to join the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really... strong!
darry: And loud!
sodapop: And grumpy!
johnny: And oblivious to reality!
dally:
ponyboy: I CAN'T DO IT!
darry, laughing: I CAN'T EITHER!
ponyboy: I CANT FUCKING DO IT ANYMORE
sodapop: WELL I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, YOU CAN EITHER GIVE UP NOW, OR YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT. BECAUSE WE CERTAINLY CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT YOU, AND WE KNOW YOU CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT US.
ponyboy:
ponyboy: I appreciate it,
ponyboy: BUT LOOK WHAT WE'RE DEALING WITH-
johnny: ponyboy-
ponyboy: YOU GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE!
dally: ponyboy we gotta-
ponyboy: YOU GOTTA DRAW A FUCKING LINE IN THE SAND. YOU GOTTA MAKE A STATEMENT.
ponyboy: YOU GOTTA LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF AND SAY 'What am I willing to put up with today?'
ponyboy, motioning to two-bit: NOT FUCKING THIS
ponyboy: Dumbest scar stories, go!
darry: I burned my tongue once drinking tea.
sodapop: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and burned it.
johnny: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade.
ponyboy: Rules are made to be broken.
darry: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.
sodapop: Uh, piñatas.
johnny: Glow sticks.
dally: Karate boards.
two-bit: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.
ponyboy: Rules.
darry:
dally: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it on my hand and I got a really bad burn.
two-bit:
two-bit: I have emotional scars.
ponyboy: We need to distract these guys
darry: Leave it to me
darry: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.
sodapop, johnny, and dally: *Immediately begin arguing*
two-bit, watching in horror: Oh this. I don't like this. I don't like this at all.
ponyboy, trying to ask dally out: Would you like to stay for dinner?
johnny: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?
ponyboy: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon?
dally: I'm a knife.
johnny, from across the room: They're the little spoon.
ponyboy: We need a distraction.
dally: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?
johnny, whispering: My time has come
ponyboy: dally and I don't use pet names.
johnny: I see. Hey, what do bees make?
ponyboy: Honey?
dally: Yes, dear?
ponyboy:
johnny: Don't ever lie to my face again.
ponyboy, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!
johnny, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you're staying home and having my kids
dally: what the fuck are you guys doing?
ponyboy: playing systemic oppression
ponyboy: Why are you on the floor?
johnny: I'm depressed.
johnny: Also I was stabbed, can you get dally, please.
ponyboy: Hey, johnny? Can I get some dating advice?
johnny: Just because I'm with dally doesn't mean I know how I did it.
ponyboy: In your opinion, what's the height of stupidity?
johnny: *turning to dally* How tall are you?
ponyboy: I told johnny their ears flush when they lie.
dally: Why?
ponyboy: Look.
ponyboy: Hey johnny! Do you love us?
johnny, covering their ears: No.
dally:
steve: What are your goals?
soda: To pet all the dogs.
steve: No, fitness goals.
soda: To be able to run fast enough to pet all the dogs.
steve: I know you're deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.
soda: It's not a joke.
soda: *sniffles*
soda: I'm a legit snack.steve: I know you're deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.
soda: It's not a joke.
soda: *sniffles*
soda: I'm a legit snack.
