“I am a greaser,” Sodapop chanted. “I am a JD and a hood. I blacken the name of
our fair city. I beat up people. I rob gas stations. I am a menace to society. Man, do I have
“Greaser… greaser… greaser…” Steve singsonged. “O victim of environment,
underprivileged, rotten, no-count hood!”
“Juvenile delinquent, you’re no good!” Darry shouted.