My Second Outsiders Script

Pony boy writing note] As I woke up, the evening was bright and atmospheric , the sun rise before my eyes.

Ponyboy} Hey Johnny, Come up here and have a look.

Johnny} Wow, I haven’t seen anything this beautiful like this in ages.

Pony boy} Want a coke ?.

Johnny} Oh, no thank you, I get a gassy stomach sometimes.

Pony boy} Ok.

Johnny} You know, sometimes you sit here and think, how beautiful this all is, it’s just sad that some people can’t experience things like this.

Pony boy} Yeah.

Johnny} Yeah, too bad nothing stays and lives forever.

Pony boy} Nothing gold can stay.

Johnny} What now ?.

Pony boy} You know what I am talking about, that poem that Robert Frost wrote , the poem in Gone With The Wind.

Johnny} Yeah, Don’t read that poem, you’ll make me cry.

Pony boy} Ok, too bad, I am gonna read it.

Johnny} Ok, I am geared up and ready, go for it.

Ponyboy reading the poem}

Nature’s first green is gold

Her hardest hue to hold

Her early leif’s a flower.

But only so an hour

Then leif subsides to leaf

So Eden sank to greif

So dawn goes down today

Nothing gold can stay.

Johnny} Woah, you really hit me in the feels.

Pony boy} Yeah, you know what, that sun looks like an orange.

Johnny} Oh yeah, I never realized that, good eye.

Pony boy} Yeah, If only Dally could see this .

Johnny} Yeah.

Pony boy} If only the sun could stay forever.

Johnny} Yeah, what, the orange ?.

Pony boy} Yeah, everything is unique in their own ways, you have to appreciate the uniqueness while it’s there.

Johnny} Yeah.

Pony boy} Nothing gold can stay, not even the sun.

Johnny} If only everybody could stay young and gold forever.

Pony boy} Hey, there is still lot’s of gold in the world, it’s not all black and grey.

Johnny} Yeah.

Pony boy} I just wanna tell you something, Johnny Cake, whatever happens to you, You are still loved and the sun will always sarround you with love, .

Johnny} Hey you too, Stay gold my friend, oh and tell Dally that there’s still lots of good in the world and he has a heart of gold, and even though nothing gold can stay, he still has a long way to go. .

Pony boy} I will do, Johnny, will do.