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(Pulitzer, Setiz and Jonathan are sitting it Pulitzer's office.) PULITZER: I know we need to make more money. That’s why we’re here, to find out how to make more money. JONATHAN: I have several proposals. First, to increase the paper’s price. PULITZER: Then Hearst outsells me and I’m in the poorhouse. Brilliant, Jonathan, brilliant. JONATHAN: Not the customer’s price. The price to the distribution apparatus. SEITZ: Charge the newsies more for their papers? Bad idea, Chief. JONATHAN: Very well. My next proposal, salary cuts. Particularly those at the top. SEITZ: Very bad idea, Chief. PULITZER: Wait. What do the newsies pay now? 50 cents for 100 papers? If you raise it to 60 cents. JONATHAN: A mere tenth of a cent per paper. PULITZER: Multiply by 40, 000 papers a day…7 days a week…. JONATHAN: It definitely adds up, sir. SEITZ: If you do this, every newsie we’ve got will head straight for Hearst. PULITZER: You don’t know Hearst like I do, Setiz. As newspapermen, he and I would cut each other’s throats to get an advantage. But as gentlemen, as businessmen, if also see eye to eye on certain things. Now, if we do it, Hearst and I, if we do it, then the other papers will do it. SEITZ: It’s going to be awfully tough on those children. PULITZER: Nonsense, nonsense. It’ll be good for them. Incentive, make them work harder, sell more papers. They’ll look on it as an advantage. (Outside the World building, the newsies have gathered. Jack joins them) KID BLINK: They jacked up the price! You hear that Jack? Ten cents a hundred! You know, it’s bad enough that we gotta eat what we don’t sell, now they jack up the price! Can you believe that? SKITTERY: This’ll bust me, I’m barely making a living right now. BOOTS: I’ll be back sleeping on the streets. MUSH: It don’t make no sense. I mean, all the money Pulitzer’s making, why would he gouge us? RACETRACK: Because he’s a tight wad, that’s why! JACK: Pipe down, it’s just a gag. So, why the jack up Weasel? WEASEL: Why not? It’s a nice day. Why don’tcha ask Mr. Pulitzer? KID BLINK: They can’t to this to me Jack. RACETRACK: They can do whatever they want. It’s their stinkin’ paper. BOOTS: It ain’t fair. We got no rights at all. RACETRACK: Come on, it’s a rigged deck. They got all the marbles. MUSH: Jack, we got no choice, so why don’t we get our lousy papes while they still got some, huh? JACK: No! Nobody’s going anywhere. They can’t get away with this! LES: Give him some room, give him some room. Let him think. RACETRACK: Jack, you done thinkin’ yet? WEASEL: Hey! Hey! Hey! World employees only on this side of the gate! JACK: Well, listen. One thing for sure, if we don’t sell papes, then nobody sells papes. Nobody comes through those gates until they put the price back to where it was. DAVID: You mean like a strike? JACK: Yeah, like a strike! RACETRACK: Are you out of your mind? JACK: It’s a good idea! DAVID: Jack, I was only joking. We can’t go on strike, we don’t have a union. JACK: But, if we go on strike, then we are a union, right? DAVID: No, we’re just a bunch of angry kids with no money. Maybe if we got every newsie in New York, but.. JACK: Yeah, well we organize. Crutchy, you take up for collection. We get all the newsies of New York together. DAVID: Jack, this isn’t a joke. You saw what happened to those trolley workers. JACK: Yeah, well that’s another good idea. Any newsie don’t join with us, then we bust their heads like the trolley workers. DAVID: Stop and think about this Jack. You can’t just rush everybody into this JACK: Alright. Let me think about it. Listen. Dave’s right. Pulitzer and Hearst and all them other rich fellas, I mean, they own this city, so do they really think a bunch of street kids like us can make any difference? The choice has got to be yours. Are we just gonna take what they give us, or are we gonna strike? LES: Strike! BOOTS: Keep talking Jack, tell us what to do! JACK: Well, you tell us what to do Davey. DAVID: Pulitzer and Hearst have to respect our rights. JACK: Hey listen! Pulitzer and Hearst have to respect the rights of the working boys of New York! Well, that worked pretty good, so what else? DAVID: Tell them that they can’t treat us like we don’t exist. JACK: Pulitzer and Hearst, they think we’re nothing. Are we nothing! NEWSIES: No! DAVID: If we stick together like the trolley workers then they can’t break us up. JACK: Pulitzer and Hearst, they think they got us. Do they got us? NEWSIES: No! DAVID: We’re a union now, the Newsboys Union. We have to start acting like a union. JACK: Even though we ain’t got hats or badges We’re a union just by saying so And the World will know! BOOTS: What’s to start somebody else from selling our papes? JACK: Well, what’s wrong with them? RACETRACK: Some of them don’t hear so good! JACK: Well then we’ll soak ‘em! DAVID: No! We can’t beat up kids in the streets. It’ll give us a bad name. CRUTCHY: Can’t get any worse. JACK: What’s it gonna take to stop the wagons? Are we ready? NEWSIES: Yeah! DAVID: No! JACK: What’s it gonna take to stop the scabber? Can we do it? NEWSIES: Yeah! JACK: We’ll do what we gotta do until we Break the will of mighty Bill and Joe! NEWSIES: And the World will know And the Journal too! Mr. Hearst and Pulitzer Have we got news for you! Now the World will hear What we’ve got to say We’ve been hawking headlines But we’re making ‘em today. And our ranks will grow! CRUTCHY: And we’ll kick their rear! NEWSIES: And the World will know that we been here! JACK: When the circulation bell starts ringing Will we hear it? NEWSIES: No! JACK: What if the Delancey’s come out swinging’ Will we hear it? NEWSIES: No! When you’ve got a hundred voices singing Who can hear a lousy whistle blow? And the World will know That this ain’t no game That we got a ton of rotten fruit and perfect aim So they gave their word But it ain’t worth beans! Now they’re gonna see what ‘stop the presses’ really mean And the day has come And the time is now And the fear is gone BOOTS: And their name is mud! NEWSIES:And the strike is on BOOTS: And I can't stand blood! NEWSIES: And the World will.. JACK: Pulitzer may crack the whip but he won’t whip us! NEWSIES: Pulitzer may crack the whip but he won’t whip us! And the World will know And the World will learn And the World will wonder how We made the tables turn And the World will see That we had to choose That the things we do today Will be tomorrow’s news And the old will fall And the young stand tall And the time is now And the winds will blow And our ranks will grow And grow and grow and so The World will feel the fire And finally know! |
