(singing) Play it cool boy, real cool.

Ice

All of you! You all killed him! And my brother, and Riff. Not with bullets, or guns, with hate. Well now I can kill, too, because now I have hate!

Maria

My brother is a silly watchdog!

Maria

Boy, am I a victim of disappointment in you.

Riff

(singing) When you're a Jet, you're a Jet all the way!

Riff

When you're a Jet, you're a Jet all the way! From your first cigarette to your last dying day!

Riff

(singing) Maria, say it loud and there’s music playing; say it soft and it’s almost like praying.

Tony

Well end your suffering little man. Why don't you pack up your gear and clear out of here?

Tony

You're not making a joke...

Tony