Ext. street-day
A young girl is walking down the street she has a carpet bag in one hand and small suitcase in the other. Over one shoulder she carries a pocket book. She has blonde hair and soft china bule eyes. She is wearing an old torn and worn out pair of jeans and tank top with a college letterman sweater over it. She goes into a small hang-out restaurant and sits down on a table.
Int. al's restaurant
Al: Hey there sandy I thought you went to Florida to live with your grandma.
Sandy: Yeah Al I did but granny died a week ago. So I was sent back here and my parents just died. So I got nowhere to live.
Al: We'll think of something.
Sandy: That's real nice of you Al but all think of somebody.
Al: Are you sure you don't you don't want my help?
Sandy: Maybe a few suggestions would be helpful.
Al; Tim Shepherd
Sandy: Are you crazy!
Al: It was a suggestion
Sandy: I'm not living with him all he does is throw wild parties!
Al: plain out of ideas
Sandy: Great!
Pony-boy enters, sees Sandy and stares at her blankly!
Pony-boy: Sandy?
Sandy: Yea Pony-boy I ain't Bette Davis!
Pony-boy: What are you doing here?
Sandy: Granny died.
Pony-boy: Sorry.
Sandy: Even more bad news my parents died.
Pony-boy: Sorry again
Sandy: I need a place to live!
Pony-boy: I think that can be arranged! I don't think Darry would mind…
Sandy: Darry wouldn't mind if what…
Pony-boy: If you lived with us.
Sandy: Soda would like that wouldn't, eh? Ops he's probably never going to speak to me again because of that letter.
Pony-boy: (shrugs)
Sandy: Do you think he'll understand if I tell him what happened?
Pony-boy: (shrugs)
Sandy: Do you want me to tell you before I tell soda?
Pony-boy: Sure, whatever
Sandy: well…. My granny usually agrees with my mom. My mom didn't want me to even talk to Soda let it alone marry him. So when Soda sent me that letter I never even read it, granny sent it back and didn't let me read it.
Pony-boy: Oh. Interesting story!
Sandy: That's true Pony-boy, I don't lie. Do you think Soda will believe that? Do you believe it Pony?
Pony-boy: I believe you, but I don't know if Soda will?
Sandy: oh
Ext. Dx Gas Station-day
Pony-boy: Hey Steve!
Steve: Hi Pony-boy what are you doin here?
Pony-boy: I need to talk to Soda.
Steve: Oh, ok he's in the shop.
Int. Dx gas station car shop-day
Pony-boy: Hey Sodapop
Sodapop: Hey Pony-boy What'ca doin here?
Pony-boy: I need to talk to you.
Sodapop: yea, shoo! Talk!
Pony-boy: Look who I found at Al's
Grabs Sandy's hand and pushes her forward.
Sodapop: Sandy what are you doin here? I thought you went to Florida to live with your grandma.
Sandy: Granny died
Sodapop: oh
Sandy: Then my parents died.
Sodapop: oh
Sandy: All you can say is oh
Sodapop: yeah why?
Sandy: cause…ohhhhhhhhhhh!
Sodapop: Well what's your side of the story?
Sandy: Well…my granny usually agrees with my mom. My mom didn't want me to even talk to you let it alone marry you. So when you sent me that letter I never even read it, granny sent it back and didn't let me read it.
Sodapop: Gee, I thought it was because you hated me.
Sandy: No, I don't hate you!
Sodapop: Something told me you didn't but I don't know what let me believe it in the first place.
Sandy: Do still have the letter?
Sodapop: yup
Sandy: Do you still want me to read it?
Sodapop: Sure if you want to?
Soda pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket. He hands it to Sandy, who reads it slowly and carefully.
Sandy: I had no idea you felt that way about me, Soda
Sodapop: I knew all along.
Sandy: well of course you did.
Sodapop: (shrugs)
Sandy: How come you didn't tell me you felt that way?
Sodapop: I didn't think you'd understand.
Sandy: I'd understand Soda.
Sodapop: Ya would
Sandy: (shyly and quietly) Yea I would soda I feel the same way about you!
Sodapop: what?
Sandy: (still shyly but not as quite) I feel the same way about you soda!
Sodapop: Ya do!
Sandy: Yes
Sodapop: Sandy you have no idea how much I love you!
Sandy: And you have no idea how much I love you, Soda!
(pause) Steve enters and rolls his eyes.
(another pause this time longer)
Soda-pop: looking at Steve. What? (to Sandy) Where did you get the sweater?
Sandy: This guy that Granny wanted me to date. I hated him. He gave me his sweater skipping all the steps and I took it only because Granny was watching. I tried to give it back to him but he wouldn't let me.
Soda-pop: oh ok (to Steve) What do ya want?
Steve: nothing
Ext. front yard-day
Pony-boy and Sandy push the gate open and walk toward the house and Two-bit jumps up behind them.
Two-bit: Hey Pony! You got a girlfriend now or something?
Pony-boy: no I ain't interesting in girls Two-bit you know that.
Two-bit: well then who is she?
Sandy turns around
Sandy: well Two-bit you never could recognize me by the back of my head so why should I expect you to now.
Two-bit: oh my god Sandy I thought you went to Florida to leave with your grandma.
Sandy: I did but she died so I was sent back her to leave with my parents but then they died.
Two-bit: wow! Well I gotta run bye
Int. house-day
Pony-boy is doing homework and Sandy is kinda chatting about what ever pops into her mind.
Sandy: so then like my friend Jamie says to the soc go jump of a bridge and he actually did.
Pony-boy: oh jeez its not everyday you get a soc to jump of a bridge.
Sandy: yeah I know and then the next day his friend like positively overlooks the idea that his friend jump off a bridge and he starts flirting with us and then said Jamie that soc is so scary he reminds me of Dallas Winston.
Pony-boy: oh…..you know Dally's dead……
Sandy: what????
A young girl is walking down the street she has a carpet bag in one hand and small suitcase in the other. Over one shoulder she carries a pocket book. She has blonde hair and soft china bule eyes. She is wearing an old torn and worn out pair of jeans and tank top with a college letterman sweater over it. She goes into a small hang-out restaurant and sits down on a table.
Int. al's restaurant
Al: Hey there sandy I thought you went to Florida to live with your grandma.
Sandy: Yeah Al I did but granny died a week ago. So I was sent back here and my parents just died. So I got nowhere to live.
Al: We'll think of something.
Sandy: That's real nice of you Al but all think of somebody.
Al: Are you sure you don't you don't want my help?
Sandy: Maybe a few suggestions would be helpful.
Al; Tim Shepherd
Sandy: Are you crazy!
Al: It was a suggestion
Sandy: I'm not living with him all he does is throw wild parties!
Al: plain out of ideas
Sandy: Great!
Pony-boy enters, sees Sandy and stares at her blankly!
Pony-boy: Sandy?
Sandy: Yea Pony-boy I ain't Bette Davis!
Pony-boy: What are you doing here?
Sandy: Granny died.
Pony-boy: Sorry.
Sandy: Even more bad news my parents died.
Pony-boy: Sorry again
Sandy: I need a place to live!
Pony-boy: I think that can be arranged! I don't think Darry would mind…
Sandy: Darry wouldn't mind if what…
Pony-boy: If you lived with us.
Sandy: Soda would like that wouldn't, eh? Ops he's probably never going to speak to me again because of that letter.
Pony-boy: (shrugs)
Sandy: Do you think he'll understand if I tell him what happened?
Pony-boy: (shrugs)
Sandy: Do you want me to tell you before I tell soda?
Pony-boy: Sure, whatever
Sandy: well…. My granny usually agrees with my mom. My mom didn't want me to even talk to Soda let it alone marry him. So when Soda sent me that letter I never even read it, granny sent it back and didn't let me read it.
Pony-boy: Oh. Interesting story!
Sandy: That's true Pony-boy, I don't lie. Do you think Soda will believe that? Do you believe it Pony?
Pony-boy: I believe you, but I don't know if Soda will?
Sandy: oh
Ext. Dx Gas Station-day
Pony-boy: Hey Steve!
Steve: Hi Pony-boy what are you doin here?
Pony-boy: I need to talk to Soda.
Steve: Oh, ok he's in the shop.
Int. Dx gas station car shop-day
Pony-boy: Hey Sodapop
Sodapop: Hey Pony-boy What'ca doin here?
Pony-boy: I need to talk to you.
Sodapop: yea, shoo! Talk!
Pony-boy: Look who I found at Al's
Grabs Sandy's hand and pushes her forward.
Sodapop: Sandy what are you doin here? I thought you went to Florida to live with your grandma.
Sandy: Granny died
Sodapop: oh
Sandy: Then my parents died.
Sodapop: oh
Sandy: All you can say is oh
Sodapop: yeah why?
Sandy: cause…ohhhhhhhhhhh!
Sodapop: Well what's your side of the story?
Sandy: Well…my granny usually agrees with my mom. My mom didn't want me to even talk to you let it alone marry you. So when you sent me that letter I never even read it, granny sent it back and didn't let me read it.
Sodapop: Gee, I thought it was because you hated me.
Sandy: No, I don't hate you!
Sodapop: Something told me you didn't but I don't know what let me believe it in the first place.
Sandy: Do still have the letter?
Sodapop: yup
Sandy: Do you still want me to read it?
Sodapop: Sure if you want to?
Soda pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket. He hands it to Sandy, who reads it slowly and carefully.
Sandy: I had no idea you felt that way about me, Soda
Sodapop: I knew all along.
Sandy: well of course you did.
Sodapop: (shrugs)
Sandy: How come you didn't tell me you felt that way?
Sodapop: I didn't think you'd understand.
Sandy: I'd understand Soda.
Sodapop: Ya would
Sandy: (shyly and quietly) Yea I would soda I feel the same way about you!
Sodapop: what?
Sandy: (still shyly but not as quite) I feel the same way about you soda!
Sodapop: Ya do!
Sandy: Yes
Sodapop: Sandy you have no idea how much I love you!
Sandy: And you have no idea how much I love you, Soda!
(pause) Steve enters and rolls his eyes.
(another pause this time longer)
Soda-pop: looking at Steve. What? (to Sandy) Where did you get the sweater?
Sandy: This guy that Granny wanted me to date. I hated him. He gave me his sweater skipping all the steps and I took it only because Granny was watching. I tried to give it back to him but he wouldn't let me.
Soda-pop: oh ok (to Steve) What do ya want?
Steve: nothing
Ext. front yard-day
Pony-boy and Sandy push the gate open and walk toward the house and Two-bit jumps up behind them.
Two-bit: Hey Pony! You got a girlfriend now or something?
Pony-boy: no I ain't interesting in girls Two-bit you know that.
Two-bit: well then who is she?
Sandy turns around
Sandy: well Two-bit you never could recognize me by the back of my head so why should I expect you to now.
Two-bit: oh my god Sandy I thought you went to Florida to leave with your grandma.
Sandy: I did but she died so I was sent back her to leave with my parents but then they died.
Two-bit: wow! Well I gotta run bye
Int. house-day
Pony-boy is doing homework and Sandy is kinda chatting about what ever pops into her mind.
Sandy: so then like my friend Jamie says to the soc go jump of a bridge and he actually did.
Pony-boy: oh jeez its not everyday you get a soc to jump of a bridge.
Sandy: yeah I know and then the next day his friend like positively overlooks the idea that his friend jump off a bridge and he starts flirting with us and then said Jamie that soc is so scary he reminds me of Dallas Winston.
Pony-boy: oh…..you know Dally's dead……
Sandy: what????