(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