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Warriors (1966) 99: None of them could control their women one shit-worth.at not worth a shit, phr.
Warriors (1966) 99: None of them could control their women one shit-worth. Warriors (1966) 85: The indigenos gave them a stare—as if to say who were these rag-bag outsiders to come invading their turf.at rag bag, n.
Warriors (1966) 99: She called him a one-ball, half-cock, stupid man.at one-ball (adj.) under balls, n.
Warriors (1966) 98: The trailer told her to shut up because she was going to get him wasted if she didn’t shut her big bitch mouth.at bitch, n.1
Warriors (1966) 20: The Dominators watched their own for the first mark of chicken-funk.at chicken, adj.
Warriors (1966) 78: They were down [...] getting those empty-pocket, come-down shakes.at come-down, n.
Warriors (1966) 102: Are you studs going to let that coolie insult my honour?at coolie, n.2
Warriors (1966) 25: They hooted and laughed at the smooth black mass of gleamy Detroit Iron.at Detroit disaster, n.
Warriors (1966) 89: The bitch smiled [...] ‘Some man you are.’ ‘All right,’ the little leader said. ‘Stop egging me.’.at egg, v.2
Warriors (1966) 70: He hadn’t heard any fireworks going off for a long time. Did that mean they had stopped shooting off because the neighbourhood was becoming loaded with Law?at fireworks, n.
Warriors (1966) 71: The coin flunky ducked in and down in his cage.at flunky, n.2
Warriors (1966) 15: The radio announced [...] And now, for all the boys of the Paradise Social and Athletic Club, these grooves . . . it’s los Beatles, boys and girls.at groove, n.2
Warriors (1966) 71: That patrol car passed, but it seemed as if it was a block nearer. Or was it a different hunt-buggy—going a little faster than he thought it should?at hunt-buggy (n.) under hunt, v.
Warriors (1966) 41: If the police didn’t chill them, the racket boys would ice them.at ice, v.
Warriors (1966) 82: An indignant voice said, ‘God-damned J.D.s’.at j.d., n.
Warriors (1966) 15: The radio announced, in that frenzied jivy way ‘. . . and now for...’.at jivey (adj.) under jive, adj.
Warriors (1966) 25: A few joy-kids [...] looking out of their doctored junk-heap.at junkheap (n.) under junk, n.1
Warriors (1966) 99: The bitch kept lipping them.at lip, v.1
Warriors (1966) 21: Lunkface, short-tempered and stupid, kept stiffening.at lunk, n.
Warriors (1966) 78: The pony-junkies noticed nothing. They were down, and drowned in the lose-gloom, and were getting those empty-pocket, come-down shakes.at pony, n.
Warriors (1966) 23: Someone would complain, some prune-faced old lady.at pruneface (n.) under prune, n.
Warriors (1966) 21: Look at that; he queering you with a look.at queer, v.
Warriors (1966) 24: He had got his father’s long black tanky Cad.at tanky, adj.2
Warriors (1966) 130: Didn’t he learn that to tear-up is to get laughed at, even by your own mother.at tear up, v.
Warriors (1966) 77: ‘Man, how can you thread yourself so queer?’ Dewey asked. ‘Look at that cocoon.’.at thread, v.2
Warriors (1966) 92: They were beginning to feel a little better now, getting tight and cool, their fear growing into anger.at tight, adj.
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