Why did he have to die, Chris? Why did Denny have to die? I don't know. It should've been...

Gordie: Why did he have to die, Chris? Why did Denny have to die? Chris: I don't know. Gordie: It should've been me. Chris: Don't say that. Gordie: It should've been me. Chris: Don't say that, man! Gordie: I'm no good. My dad said it. I'm no good. Chris: He doesn't know you. Gordie: He hates me. Chris: He doesn't hate you. Gordie: He hates me! Chris: No! He just doesn't know you.

I bet you anything that if we find him, we'll get our pictures in the paper. Yeah. Yeah, we could even be on TV. Sure. We'll be heroes. Yeah. I don't know. Billy will know I found out. He's not gonna care. 'Cause it's gonna be us guys that find him. Not Billy and Charlie Hogan, and the boosted car. They'll probably pin a medal on you, Vern. Yeah, you think so? Sure. What'll we tell our folks? Exactly what you said. We'll all tell our folks we're tenting out in your back field. You tell your folks you're sleeping over at Teddy's. Then we say we're going over to the drag races the next day. We're rock solid until dinner tomorrow night. Man, that's a plan-and-a-half. But if we do find that kid's body over in South Harlow, they'll know we didn't go to the drag races. We'll get hided. Nobody will care because everybody's gonna be so jazzed about what we found it's not gonna make a difference. Yeah. My dad will hide me anyway, but hell, it's worth a hiding. Let's do it. What do you say? All right. Gordie? Sure. Vern?