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Over two millenniums ago, an army of Greek soldiers

found themselves isolated in the middle of the Persian Empire.

One thousand miles from safety.

One thousand miles from the sea.

One thousand miles with enemies on all sides.

Theirs was a story of a desperate forced march.

Theirs was a story of courage.

This too is a story of courage.

It's still on, and we're going.

Cyrus sent an emissary this afternoon to make sure.

Now, Cyrus don't want anybody packed.

He don't want anybody flexin' any muscle.

So I gave him my word that the Warriors would uphold the truce.

Now, everybody says that Cyrus is the one and only.

I think we'd better go have a look for ourself.

- We ain't even been to the Bronx before. - No sweat.

This conclave is gonna be a real big item.

Every gang in the city is gonna be there.

We're going in there with nothin'.

We're going in there like everybody else.

Nine guys, no weapons.

You got the stuff?

I want you to hit everythin' in sight.

I want everybody to know the Warriors were there.

You never know what you're gonna run into out there.

- We're wearin' our colors. We can't hide. - Who wants to hide?

Maybe we'll get to waste a few heads along the way.

You just soldier and keep your mouth shut.

When we get there, you stick close by, okay?

Don't worry. I don't feel like getting wrecked.

One thing we might get out of Cyrus' little get-together

is meeting some strange wool.

I wouldn't mind laying a little somethin' down on the way back.

You got a one-track brain, you know that?

What's the matter? You going faggot?

What do you know about Cyrus?

Magic.

A whole lot of magic.

What do you know about Cyrus?

He's the one and only.

When you're president of the biggest gang in the city,

you don't have to take any shit.

Ah, fuck him.

I'll tell you somethin', I'll bet nobody's even gonna be there.

Can you count, suckers?

I say the future is ours...

...if you can count!

- Come on, Cyrus, we're with you! - Go ahead, bro!

Now, look what we have here before us.

We've got the Saracens

sitting next to the Jones Street Boys.

We've got the Moon Runners

right by the Van Cortlandt Rangers.

Nobody is wasting nobody.

That... is a miracle.

And miracles is the way things ought to be.

Yeah!

- I heard that. - Cyrus's the answer, whoo!

You're standing right now with nine delegates from 100 gangs.

And there's over 100 more.

That's 20,000 hardcore members.

Forty thousand, counting affiliates,

and 20,000 more, not organized but ready to fight.

Sixty thousand soldiers.

Yeah!

Now, there ain't but 20,000 police in the whole town.

Can you dig it?

Can you dig it?

Can you dig it?

Yeah!

Now, here's the sum total.

One gang could run this city.

One gang.

Nothing would move without us allowing it to happen.

We could tax the crime syndicates,

the police,

because we got the streets, suckers!

Can you dig it?

Yeah!

Right on!

The problem in the past

has been the man turning us against one another.

We have been unable to see the truth,

because we have been fighting for ten square feet of ground,

our turf, our little piece of turf.

That's crap, brothers.

The turf is ours by right

because it's our turn.

All we have to do is keep up the general truce.

We take over one borough at a time.

Secure our territory.

Secure our turf.

Because it's all our turf.

Yeah!

The other way, against the crowd!

And keep your ass down! Down!

Get out of the way.

- They'll kill us all, man. - Watch out, man. Watch his head.

There wasn't supposed to be no guns!

Come on, move it!

- Is Cleon all right? - I think he's up there.

- Are you sure? - No.

Come on! Move it!

There he is! That's him!

That's the Warrior!

- He shot Cyrus! - Man, you're crazy. I didn't do nothin".

- We saw him! - Yeah, that's him.

He's the one. He's the one! The Warriors did it!

The Warriors did it! The Warriors did it!

The Warriors did it!

Kill him!

Come on!

- Come on! - Move it! Move it!

- Come through this way. - Move it!

Down. Everybody down!

- Shit! - You all right?

Yeah.

Everybody quiet.

Everybody make it?

Just Cleon's missing.

- Fuzz must've got him. - Did you see him get busted?

I've seen him, then he wasn't there no more.

I was hauling ass.

Why don't you look around, make sure we're okay?

This is a graveyard.

Okay, what are we gonna do now?

We're going back.

Do you mind tellin' us how?

Fucking Coney Island must be 50 to 100 miles from here.

- It's the only choice we got. - Yeah, real simple.

Except that every cop in the city is lookin' to bust our heads.

- We got somethin' else to think about. - Yeah? What?

The truce.

Is it still on?

If it ain't, we're gonna have to bop our way back.

Shit, I wish we was packed.

If this truce is off, anything could hit us between here and that train.

If you get separated, make it to the platform at Union Square.

- That's where we change trains. - I only got one question.

Who named you leader?

I got as much right to take over as you.

It was Cleon's choice. Swan's war chief.

Well, right about now,

Cleon's most likely got a nightstick shoved halfway up his ass.

Shit. I bet you can't even find the subway.

Maybe we ought to talk about this later, huh?

What's wrong with right now?

I wanna be warlord.

Make your move.

- Hey, Ajax, lighten up. - Big boy, Swan's war chief.

We better stick together.

Hey, you guys! The train's right over there.

Come on. Hurry up. Let's go!

Let's move.

Hey, man, don't worry about it. Stay loose.

Ah, fuck.

Rembrandt, mark this spot.

Hey! Wait for me!

Riffs!

Yeah, right!

Who are the Warriors?

There must be some word.

I want them all.

I want all the Warriors!

I want them alive, if possible. If not, wasted.

But I want them.

Send the word.

All right, now, for all you boppers out there in the big city,

all you street people with an ear for the action,

I've been asked to relay a request from the Gramercy Riffs.

It's a special for the Warriors.

That's that real, live bunch from Coney.

And I do mean the Warriors.

Here's a hit with them in mind.

Be looking good, Warriors, all the way back to Coney.

You hear me, babies?

Good. Real good.

Adios.

Come on. What kind of chicken shit crap is this?

Yeah. Come on, man. We're here. What are we waiting for?

A train would help,

unless you wanna go up there and get japped on an open platform.

Bullshit, man. There ain't nobody on the street.

He's right. We're acting like faggots.

Just keep talkin'.

Move.

That's the Turnbull AC's.

I think they forgot about the truce.

No shit.

Those lousy skinheaded fucks.

That's our train. We gotta make it.

Oh, Jesus Christ!

Are we gonna go for it?

Hold the fucking train!

Go, go, go, go!

Close the door, man! Close the fucking door, shit!

Those guys were some desperate dudes.

- Hey, so was we! - In an even fight, we could take them.

Bunch of chicken shits!

Those cats didn't look too chicken shit to me.

Me, neither.

Yeah, well, we made it. And in an hour, it is Cl, the Big Coney.

- You got it. Give me that fist, buddy. - Yeah. Whee!

When we get there, that's when we've made it.

Hey, no sweat, war chief.

- Hey, I've got Coney Island! - Yeah!

Figure out how many stops to the Union Square?

Hey, come on, man. That's high math for Rembrandt.

It's all right. Nobody can read these maps anyway.

Forget it. What's the difference? We're home free.

We just heard from the Turnbulls.

They blew it.

Shit. This train's had it.

This is fucking impossible.

What the shit are we gonna do? Ah, this sucks.

Why couldn't it rain now?

Maybe we ought to worry about who set that goddamn fire.

Come on.

Yeah. How are you?

I was just checkin' in.

Yeah, it was a real mess up there.

This guy, Cyrus, had a... accident.

They did?

Well, that's okay.

These guys, the Warriors.

Yeah, they deserve it.

Yeah, we will.

Take care of yourself.

- We set? - We're set, all right.

Somebody should pick their ass up.

The Riffs sent out the word. They want 'em alive. We don't.

- Sooner someone grabs 'em, the better. - What's the matter?

You afraid the Warriors gonna shoot their mouths off before they get racked?

Yeah. Right, I'm worried.

- I just don't want the Riffs down on my ass. - No sweat.

They're lookin' for the Warriors, remember?

We can do some lookin', too.

Ought to make you feel better.

Hey!

What about the money you owe?

For what?

We've had it.

Yeah, I made 'em.

Two there, one there.

I think they just made us.

You recognize them?

Orphans.

So far down, they ain't even on the map.

Real low-class.

- Numbers? - Full strength, maybe 30.

Thirty's a lot more than eight.

Not if they're wimps. And I'm sick of this runnin' crap.

Come on. This way.

Hey.

You know where that cat's headed, don't you?

Yeah, reinforcements.

We're gonna get japped here. We're gonna get japped.

No matter what he says, nobody lip-off.

Nobody get hot. I'm gonna see what I can do.

When did you turn into a fucking diplomat?

Yeah. You ain't exactly the State Department type.

Fox, you come with me.

Maybe you ought to show me your invitation.

How do you figure?

Well, you come armyin' down here, invading our territory.

No permits, no parley.

- We're not invadin'.

And I'm parleying right now.

We were just at that big meeting up in the Bronx.

We're going home to Coney.

The train gets messed up by the fire and dumps us here.

I don't know what you're talkin' about, man.

How could this be a big meeting if the Orphans wasn't there?

Listen, you didn't miss anythin'.

There was a lot of hassle. A lot of heads got busted.

You think the Orphans ain't with it? You-you think the Orphans ain't well-known?

- We didn't say that. - Well, we got a heavy rep.

You mess with us, and you'll find that out.

You see that?

They write about our raids in the paper.

Yeah.

That's really heavy.

The Orphans, right?

Yeah, our youth worker, she talks about you guys all the time.

We ain't got one.

That must be because you guys are so bad, they're afraid of you.

There's nothin' wrong with you making it through our territory

as long as you're comin' in peace.

Cut it, Mercy.

You know what that is, don't you?

Yeah.

Trouble.

Those vests are real nice.

Lighten up, Mercy. Stop lookin' for trouble now.

Should've slapped your mouth the minute you opened it.

So who stopped ya?

Come on. Give me one.

Just one.

I just want one vest. You can get another one, man.

No chance.

Are you just gonna let an army walk through here any time they feel like it?

- How's it gonna look? - Get lost.

You know, pretty soon, every gang is just gonna boogie right in,

soldier right through.

I'll tell ya, some man you are.

Take your colors off, you can walk through.

We don't do that.

It's just our mark. It don't mean we're at war.

You go as civilians, okay?

You go as soldiers, I gotta come down on you.

Now take off your colors.

Hey, you hear me?

Fuck you.

We are not gonna hide who we are just because some whore shakes her ass.

Don't call me no whore.

I ain't no whore!

Let's go.

We're marching down to the next station.

Right through these lame fucks' territory.

Now let's move.

Yeah, that's right, Warriors.

Just keep walkin'.

Real tough mothers, ain't ya?

You guys don't show me much.

Why don't you dickheads just walk all the way back home, huh?

- Boy, that chick's got some mouth. - You two were really terrific back there.

Mm-hmm. You guys let them down, but good.

Yeah, his ass gonna be ringin' for a month.

- I say we should have wasted 'em. - Come on. The station's this way.

Let me go! Let me be.

Okay, what have you got in mind?

Well, maybe I'm looking for some real action.

What about me? I got the big one.

I'll give it to you, baby.

Let her go.

You gonna jump me?

Maybe we ought to pull a train on you. You look like you might even like it.

- Fuck you! - Real tough chick.

You see what you get, Warriors?

You see what you get when you mess with the Orphans?

We're gonna rain on you, Warriors!

Holy shit!

Now!

- Move! Move! - Where is everybody?

Come on!

Move, move, move! Come on!

Hey, wait a minute. I gotta ask a question.

How come we're runnin'?

I told you, they're a bunch of wimps.

Union Station, here we come.

Hey, what about me?

So what about you?

We got a report from the Bronx.

Some small-time clique ran into them.

The Orphans.

- They're not on our network. - They rumble anyway.

They got wasted.

Okay, let's get down to it, boppers.

We're gonna have to do better out there.

Our friends just made it past one of the minor league teams.

Remember, boppers... be looking good.

All that's going on, eh?

Right. Great.

Great.

Yeah.

Well? Well?

Some two-bit outfit almost got 'em, but they bopped their way past.

We can meet them at the 96th Street station.

The platform's probably crawling with cops.

Cops are trying to rack up every gang in this town.

- Yeah. Me and you included. - How come you're so happy about this?

I'm having a good time.

- Let's go! - All right!

How much longer we gotta wait? We might be here forever.

I'm sick of waitin' for trains.

Vermin, sit down and shut up.

Okay. Okay.

- Let's go! - Where are we goin'?

Come on!

Hold it right there! Hey, hold it!

Come on!

- Right there! - Stop!

Hold it.

Come on! Come on!

Mahoney, take the uptown.

- Make it! Make it! - Move it!

- Hey! Wait up! - Move! Move!

- Come back here! - Hey you, hold it!

Come on.

Can't you go any faster?

Let's double back!

- Come on. This way! - Oh, no. Come on. Over here.

That way! Go!

- Down the stairs! - Hurry up. Hurry up!

- The street! - Far enough, already.

This way.

Oh, shit!

Run! Just get out of here!

Move!

- God damn you! - Let go of me!

Get your hands off...

Where are they?

- Union Square! Union Square! - What about the others?

We gotta go, man! We gotta go!

Keep at 'em! Keep on 'em!

Maybe we'd better take off.

Yeah, right.

Did we lose these fucking clowns or what?

Look.

Holy shit!

Hit it.

Snow, with me!

Hey.

I can't make it.

- You sure? - Yes, I'm sure.

Good. I'm sick of runnin' from these wimps.

I'll shove that bat up your ass and turn you into a Popsicle.

Come on.

- Fuckin' A. - Hey!

Come on, Cowboy.

Shit, I figured they were wimps.

The latest sports news off the street, boppers.

The Baseball Furies dropped the ball, made an error.

Our friends are on second base and trying to make it all the way home.

But the inside word is that the odds are against them.

Stay tuned, boppers.

Stay tuned.

Where is everybody?

Looks like we're the first ones here.

We're just gonna have to sit and wait.

They'll show up.

Ooh, looks like somethin' else showed up.

Well, hey, hey, hey.

Now, look at what you find here in the big city.

Hey, you guys. We ain't got time.

Are you kiddin"? Time's what we got plenty of.

Hiya.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey!

I guess she don't know that parks ain't safe after dark.

We ain't got time for this right now.

We've got to get to Union Square.

You go ahead if you want. I'm gonna get a little exercise.

You never were very smart.

I'll tell you somethin', warlord.

I'm smart enough.

And it's there for free.

You two comin'?

Come on, man.

Yeah, there's plenty of women back home.

Maybe all of you just goin' faggot.

You feeling all right, lady?

You need a little help or somethin', lady?

Why don't you sit down? Keep me company.

Whatever you say, lady.

Oh, look at those muscles.

I bet the chicks like all those muscles.

Hey.

We better go back and look out for him.

He saved my ass back there.

I owe him.

Okay, I'll go look for the others.

You wanna show me how you play with the chicks?

Yeah.

I'll show you how I play.

Hey! Not so rough. Come on.

- We'll get it on. - You don't get it. I like it rough.

Your nights in the park are over for a while, honey.

- You're under arrest. - Hey, lady.

Come on, lady.

Kiss my ass.

Come on, lady.

Come on. Quit playin' around.

You don't wanna play around with me!

Let me out of this thing!

You hear me?

God damn it! Let me go!

Let me go!

- You can't do this to me!

You lousy bitch!

Fucking wimp.

What have we got here?

Hey, wait!

There's still cops all over the place.

Where's the Fox?

A cop grabbed him.

So how come you hung around?

I don't know.

Where did you get the coat?

You ask a lot of questions.

Don't give me that.

I stole it.

Cops are lookin' for somebody in a pink top.

Real tough chick.

Right. You said that before.

Now, look, if you still wanna get to Union Square,

I can show you where to grab the train.

Okay. Come on.

Hey!

Hey!

- What is that? - Hold it right there!

- Freeze! - Go on.

Move it!

- Jesus! - Come on! Run!

Is this the place?

Hey, I hate asking the question, but... where's the dudes?

Chicks like you always got dudes around.

They took the night off. Went up to the Bronx.

Don't worry about them.

They're lame, real cripples.

Come on.

When I got off that subway and I saw you, I thought,

"Oh, baby, throw it my way."

I mean, it's really great of you chicks taking us in like this.

We know about the Warriors. You're a heavy outfit.

Sure, we know you about you guys.

- How'd you hear about us? - You know how it is. Word gets around.

- Yeah, I guess we are pretty well-known. - Uh-huh. Come on.

You know, you're the first friendly faces we've seen all night.

Hey, that's the way we are. Let's party a little, get something going.

Yeah, sure. Hey, I can dig that.

You know, you came to the right guys.

Oh, hurt me. Hurt me.

Oh, don't thank us, man. Just relax.

Fall out.

Take your pick.

Thanks. This is a great outfit.

- What clique is this? - We're the Lizzies.

Lizzies.

Ain't it great? Just great. I like that. I like it.

Glad to hear it.

Man, we got to come to this part of town more often.

Yeah, right.

That's right. Got to.

Thanks a lot.

- Looks like you're the winner. - Yeah, right.

How much longer are we gonna hang around here?

Huh? What's your hurry, man? We just got here.

We ought to getting back to Union Square.

- They're gonna be worried about us. - Yeah, sure. In a minute.

A little break in the action.

Can we stop for a minute?

I'm sick of this crap. My legs are getting tired.

- Come on. Just keep walkin'. - Well, what's your hurry?

Tryin' to set some kind of world record or somethin', huh?

Hey.

- Just walk. - I'm walkin'.

Jesus, why don't you give me a break, huh?

Be a little friendly. I don't even know your name.

My name's Swan.

What do you care about names so much for?

I like tellin' my friends I've been with somebody particular.

You know what I mean?

Why don't you just tie a mattress to your back?

You don't care where it is, do you?

Look, what have you got against me? You've been pickin' on me all night.

You want me to tell you the truth?

Yeah, sure. Go ahead.

I don't like the way you live.

- The way I live? - Yeah.

I keep hopin' I'm gonna run into something a little better.

What kind of crap is this?

Who are you? You ain't any better than me.

I guess you like the way everything's goin' for you, huh?

Well, maybe I do.

Friday nights are pretty good. Saturday nights are better.

I don't think you can remember who you get on Friday and Saturday night.

I don't think you can remember what they look like.

Sometimes I can and sometimes I can't.

Who gives a damn?

I see what's happening next door and down the block.

Belly hanging down, five kids, cockroaches in the cupboard.

I'll tell you what I want.

I want somethin' now.

This is the life I got left. You know what I mean?

You get it, Warrior, huh?

Get it?

How do you like it?

Come on. What's wrong?

Let's just get to the next station, okay?

No.

Please?

Come on.

Come on.

You know, you're just part of everything that's happening tonight,

and it's all bad.

Just go back to wherever it was you came from.

Hey, little man, you wanna dance?

I'll be right with you, babe.

So you're the famous Warriors, the guys that shot Cyrus.

Shit! The chicks are packed. The chicks are packed!

- Ah, damn! - Shit!

Come on! Keep goin', keep goin"!

Oh, shit!

She cut me. She cut me!

Look. Look, man.

Now, we gotta hold ourselves together. We got to.

See, man, now if we go to pieces, somebody out there's gonna get us.

They think we shot Cyrus.

What are you talkin' about? I don't get it.

They think we shot Cyrus.

Every gang in the city must be looking for us.

Holy shit!

We're not gonna be able to make it back.

We're gonna make it back.

We came this far. We're gonna go the rest of the way.

Let's go to Union Square, okay? We gotta tell the rest of the guys.

Hey...

Where's the rest of 'em?

Yeah, right.

Where's everybody else?

Cops got Ajax. We don't know about Swan.

- Oh, Jesus! - Are you sure about Ajax?

Real sure.

I bet he went out swingin'.

We better go look for Swan.

God, I can't believe it.

Yeah. What is this shit?

I need to talk to ya.

See that dude over there with the skates?

Over there.

He's after you. And he's got some guys with him.

I know they're on my ass.

But now they know I know it.

Well, what are you gonna do?

- Come on. - You sure change your mind fast.

I was kind of rough on you back there.

Listen, I can take care of myself.

Sure. Come on.

Wait a minute. I can't go in there.

It's a men's room.

Are you kiddin"?

Fucking punks! Kill that bastard!

Get him!

Swan!

Over here!

What about our patrols?

So far, nothin".

But we've got somebody here you ought to talk to.

He says he saw who shot Cyrus.

Big Cyrus, he was gonna run the whole city.

What crap that was.

Cyrus was right about one thing.

It's all out there.

All we gotta do is just figure out a way to go steal it.

Sounds great.

All you gotta do is figure out what's worth stealing.

Okay, come on. Let's go.

Come on, let me get some breakfast or something.

- Come on. Let's get off here. Next stop. - Yeah.

What's this for?

I just hate seeing anything go to waste.

This is what we fought all night to get back to?

Maybe I'll just take off.

Well, you know I like traveling, too.

Where have you ever been?

I never been anywhere.

I just know I'd like it.

Come on. Let's go.

Stay right on their ass.

Wait a couple seconds after we move, then cut out the other way.

- Why can't I stay with you? - Just do what I tell ya, okay?

Come on. I can take care of myself.

I proved that.

Come on.

- Everybody packed?

Yeah.

All of you stay behind me.

I'm gonna take 'em out to the sand.

What about you? You ready?

Let's do it.

When we see the ocean, we figure we're home, we're safe.

This time, you got it wrong.

Why did you do it?

Why did you waste Cyrus?

No reason.

I just like doing things like that.

Let's do it, me and you.

One-on-one?

You're crazy.

You're dead.

All of you, and you know it.

- You're dead. - Swan!

- Riffs! - Yeah, right!

You still looking for us?

We found what we're looking for.

No... no.

It wasn't us.

It was them, the Warriors.

You Warriors are good.

Real good.

The best.

The rest is ours.

No!

Good news, boppers. The big alert has been called off.

It turns out that the early reports were wrong, all wrong.

Now, for that group out there that had such a hard time getting home,

sorry about that.

I guess the only thing we can do is play you a song.