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KLOPPMAN: Boots! Skittery! Skittery! Skittery! SKITTERY: Wha..I didn't do it! KLOPPMAN: What do you mean you didn't do it? Will you get up? When you get up, it's time to get up! Snitch! Get up! Get up! Everybody's sleeping. They sleep their lives away these kids! The presses are rolling! Sell the papers, sell the papers! Come on, come on. You dreaming about selling papers? JACK: Mmmmmm? What's the matta with you? KLOPPMAN: What's the matter with me? JACK: What's the matta with you? Wanna..go..back..to.. KLOPPMAN: Come on! (gives him a shove) JACK: Get away from me, you're mad! KLOPPMAN: Haha. Get up boy! Come on. Alright! Carry the banner! Sell the papers! (Racetrack looks around for his cigar, noticing that Snipeshooter has it) RACETRACK: That's my cigar! SNIPESHOOTER: You'll steal anudder! KID BLINK: Hey bummers, we got work tah do! SPECS: Since when did you become me mudder? CRUTCHY: Aww, stop your bawling! NEWSIES: Hey, who asked you? MUSH: So, how'd you sleep Jack? JACK: On me back Mush. MUSH: Ha ha. Hear that fellas? Hear what Jack said? I asked Jack how he slept and he said 'On me back Mush' CRUTCHY: Jack, when I walk, does it look like I'm faking it? JACK: No. Who says you're faking it? CRUTCHY: I dunno. It's just there's so many fake crips on the street today, a real crip ain't got a chance. I gotta find me a new selling spot where they ain't used to seeing me. MUSH: Try Bottle Alley or the harbor RACETRACK: Try Central Park, it's guaranteed JACK: Try any banker, bum, or barber SKITTERY: They almost all knows how to read KID BLINK: I smell money CRUTCHY: You smell foul! MUSH: Met this girl last night CRUTCHY: Move your elbow! RACETRACK: Pass the towel! SKITTERY: For a buck I might! NEWSIES: Ain't it a fine life Carrying the banner throught it all? A mighty fine life Carrying the banner tough and tall Every morning, we goes where we wishes We's as free as fishes Sure beats washing dishes What a fine life Carrying the banner home for y'all! (The newsies leave the Lodging House and head towards Newsies Square) Summer stinks and winter's waiting Welcome to New York Boy, ain't nature fascinating When youse gotta walk? Still, it's a fine life Carrying the banner with me chums A mighty fine life Blowing every nickel as it comes CRUTCHY: I'm no snoozer Sitting makes me antsy I likes living chancy NEWSIES: Harlem tah Delancey What a fine life Carrying the banner through the slums NUNS: Blessed children though you wander lost and depraved Jesus loves you, you shall be saved! PATRICK'S MOTHER: Partick, darling Since you left me, I am undone Mother loves you God save my son! (Sung in counterpoint) RACETRACK: Just give me half a cup KID BLINK: Something to wake me up MUSH: I gotta find an angle CRUTCHY: I gotta sell more papes VARIOUS NEWSIES: Papers is all I got Wish I could catch a breeze Sure hope the headline's hot All I can catch is fleas God help me if it's not Somebody help me, please.. (End counterpoint) NEWSIES: If I hate the headline I'll make up the headline And I'll say anything if I hafta 'Cause it's two for a penny, if I take too many Weasel just makes me eat 'em afta (Sung in counterpoint) 1. Look! They're putting up the headline They call that a headline? I get better stories from the copper on the beat I was gunna start with twenty but a dozen'll be plenty Tell me, how'm I gonna make ends meet? 2. What's it say? That won't pay! So where's your spot? God, it's hot! Will ya tell me how'm I gonna make ends meet? (End counterpoint) NEWSIES: We need a good assassination! We need an earthquake or a war! SNIPESHOOTER: How 'bout a crooked politician? NEWSIES: Hey, stupid, that ain't news no more! Uptown to Grand Central Station Down to City Hall We improves our circulation Walkin' til we fall! (Sung in counterpoint) 1. Still we'll be out there Carrying the banner man to man! Yes, we'll be out there Soaking every sucker that we can! See the headline Newsies on a mission Kill the competition Sell the next edition While we're out there Carrying the banner is the... 2. Look, they're putting up the headline They call that a headline The idiot who wrote it must be working for the Sun Didja hear about the fire? 3. Heard it killed old man Maguire! 2. Heard the toll was ever higher 3. Why do I miss all the fun? 2. Hitched it on a Trolly 3. Meetcha Forty-Fourth and Second 2. Little Italy's a secret 3. Bleecker's further than I reckoned 2. At the courthouse 3. Near the stables 2. On the corner someone beckoned and I.... (The Delancey brothers, Oscar and Morris, enter.) RACETRACK: Dear me! What is that unpleasant aroma? I fear the sewer may have backed up during the night BOOTS: Nah,too rotten to be the sewers. CRUTCHY: It must be the Delancey brudders. RACETRACK: Hiya boys! OSCAR:(to Snipeshooter) In the back, you lously little shrimp.(Oscar throws Snipeshooter to the ground. Jack goes to help him up) RACETRACK: It's not good to do that. Not healthy JACK: You shouldn't call people lousy little shrimps, Oscar, unless you're referring to the family resemblance in your brudda here. RACETRACK: 5-1 that Cowboys skunks 'em. Who's betting? NEWSIES: Nah, bum odds. JACK: That's right. It's an insult. So's this (Jack knocks Morris' hat off his head. The Delancey's chase Jack around the Square. David and Les enter and watch until Jack bumps into them.) DAVID: What do you think you're doing? JACK: Runnin'! (Sung in counterpoint) NEWSIES: 1. It's a fine life Carrying the banner through it all A mighty fine life Carrying the banner tough and tall See the headline Newsies on a mission Kill the competition Sell the next edition What a fine life Carrying the banner! 2. Would you look at the headline You call that a headline? I get better stories from the copper on the beat I was gonna start with twenty but a dozen'll be plenty Would you tell me how'm I ever gonna make ends meet Hitched it on a Trolly Meetcha Forty-Fourth and Second Little Italy's a secret Bleecker's further than I reckoned By the courthouse, near the stables On the corner someone beckoned! Go get 'em Cowboy! You've got 'em now boy! (End counterpoint) NEWSIES: Go! WORLD EMPLOYEE: This is for the newsies! (The newsies line up for their papes, congratulating Jack on beating the Delancey's) |
