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They enter David's house.) ESTER: My God. What happened? DAVID: Nothing, mama. He's just sleeping. MAYER: We've been waiting dinner for you. Where have you been? (David puts a pile of coins on the table.) MAYER: You made all this selling newspapers? DAVID: Well, half of it's Jack's. This is our selling partener, and our friend. Jack Kelly, my parents. And that's my sister, Sarah. MAYER: Ester, maybe David's partener would like to join us for dinner. Why don't you add a little more water to the soup? (He kisses her. She shoves him away playfully) ESTER: Mayer! (After dinner, they talkas Sarah clears the table.) JACK: So, from wat I saw today, you're boys are a couple of born newsies. Can I have some more? SARAH: Yes. JACK: So with their hard work and my experience,I figure we can peddle a thousand papes a week and not even break a sweat. MAYER: That many? JACK: More when the headline's good. SARAH: So what makes the headline good? JACK: Oh, you know. Catchy words like maniac, or corpse, umm..lovenest, or nude. Excuse me. Maybe I'm talkin' too much. MAYER: Sarah? Go get the cake your mother's hiding in the cabnet. ESTER: That's for your birthday tomorrow! MAYOR: Well, I've had enough birthdays. This is a celebration. DAVID: I'll get the knife. SARAH: I got the plates. DAVID: This is only the begining, papa. The longer I work, the more money I'll make. MAYER: You'll only work until I go back to the factory, and then you are going back to school, like you promised. SARAH: HAppy birthday, papa. MAYER: This is going to heal, and they'll give me my job back. We'll make them. (Les stirs, but doesn't wake up in bed.) LES: Come back my lovey dovey baby And coochie-coo with me. (David and Jack start laughing) ESTER: And what is this David? (The boys try to stop laughing, but can't. LATER THAT NIGHT, on David's fire escape) JACK: So, how'd your pop get hurt? DAVID: At the factory. It was an accident. He's no good to them anymore, so they just fired him. (Mayer appears at the window.) MAYER: David, it's time to come in now. DAVID: Alright. Jack, why don't you stay here tonight? JACK: Ah, no, thanks. I got a place of my own. But you're family's real nice, like mine. DAVID: See you tomorrow. JACK: Alright. DAVID: Carrying the banner. JACK: Carrying the banner. (David goes inside, leaving Jack alone on the fire escape. He looks in the window and see the family together.) JACK: So that's what they call a family Mother, daughter, father, son Guess that everything you heard about is true So you ain't got any family Well, who said you needed one? Ain't ya glad nobody's waitin' up for you? When I dream On my own I'm alone but I ain't lonely For a dreamer night's the only time of day When the city's finally sleepin' All my thoughts begin to stray And I'm on the train that's bound for Santa Fe And I'm free Like the wind Like I'm gonna live forever It's a feeling time can never take away All I need's a few more dollars And I'm outta here to stay Dreams come true Yes, they do In Santa Fe Where does it say you gotta live and die here? Where does it say a guy can't catch a break? Why should you only take what you're given? Why should you spend your whole life livin' Trapped where there ain't no future Even at seventeen Breakin' your back for someone else's sake If the life don't seem to suit ya How 'bout a change of scene? Far from the lousy headlines And the deadlines in between Santa Fe Are you there? Do you swear you won't forget me? If I found you would you let me come and stay? I ain't gettin' any younger And before my dyin' day I want space Not just air Let 'em laugh in my face I don't care Save a place I'll be there So that's what they call a family Ain't ya glad you ain't that way? Ain't ya glad you got a dream called Santa Fe? (Jack ends up outside the Lodging House. As he enters, he meets up with Racetrack) JACK: Heya Race. RACETRACK: Hey Jack. JACK: How was your day at the track? RACETRACK: Remember that hot tip I told you about? Nobody told the horse. |
