Newsies Page #4

All right,

let me think about it.

Listen, Dave's right.

Pulitzer and Hearst

and all them rich fellas,

they own this city.

Do we think street rats like us

can make any difference?

The choice

has gotta be yours.

Are we gonna take what they give us

or are we gonna strike?

- Strike!

- Yeah, let's do it!

Keep talkin', Jack.

Tell us what to do.

You tell us what to do, Dave.

Yeah, come on, Dave,

tell us what to do.

We gotta stick together.

- Pulitzer and Hearst

have to respect our rights.

- All right.

Hey, listen, Pulitzer

and Hearst have to respect...

the rights of the workin' boys

of New York.

That's right!

That worked good.

What else?

Tell 'em that they can't

treat us like we don't exist.

- Pulitzer and Hearst think

we're nothin'. Are we nothin'?

- No!

If we stick together

like the trolley workers,

they can't break us up.

# Pulitzer and Hearst

think they got us #

- # Do they got us #

- No!

We're union now, the newsboys union.

Start acting like a union.

# Even though we ain't

got hats or badges #

# We're a union

just by sayin' so #

# And "The World" will know #

What's to stop someone else

from sellin' our papes?

- We'll talk with 'em.

- Some don't hear so good.

- Then we'll soak 'em.

- No, it'll give us a bad name!

What's it gonna take to stop

the wagons? Are we ready?

- Yeah!

- No!

# What's it gonna take

to stop the scabbers #

- # Can we do it #

- Yeah!

# We'll do what we gotta do

until we break the will of #

# Mighty Bill and Joe #

# 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 hawkin' headlines

but we're makin' 'em today #

# And our ranks will grow #

# And we'll kick their rear #

# And "The World" will know

that we've been here #

Who does he think he is,

anyway?

# When the circulation bell

starts ringin' #

- # Will we hear it #

- No!

# What if the Delanceys

come out swingin' #

- # Will we hear it #

- No!

# When you've got

100 voices singin' #

# 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 means #

# And the day has come #

# And the time is now

and the fear is gone #

- # And their name is mud #

- # And the strike is on #

- # And I can't stand blood #

- # And "The World" will know #

# Pulitzer may own "The World"

but he don't own us #

# Pulitzer may own "The World"

but he don't own us #

# Pulitzer may crack the whip

but he won't whip us #

# 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 our ranks will grow

and our ranks will grow #

# And so "The World"

will feel the fire #

# And finally know ##

Strike! Strike!

Strike! Strike!

Strike! Strike!

Strike! Strike!

Strike!

We gotta get word out to

all the newsies in New York.

I need some of those,

uh, what do you call 'em?

- Ambassadors?

- Yeah.

You guys, you gotta be ambassadors

and go tell the others we're on strike.

- Jack, I'll take Harlem.

- I got midtown.

- I got the bowery.

- I'll take the Bronx. Come on.

Bumlets, Specs, Skittery,

take Queens.

- All right.

- Pie Eater, Snotty, East Side.

Snipeshooter,

go with 'em.

What about Brooklyn?

Who wants Brooklyn?

Come on,

Spot Conlon's territory.

- What's the matter, scared of Brooklyn?

- We ain't scared of Brooklyn!

Spot Conlon makes us

a little nervous.

- He don't make me nervous.

You and me, Boots, we'll go.

- All right.

And Dave can keep us company.

- Right, Dave?

- Sure, as soon as you take

our demands to Pulitzer.

- Me to Pulitzer?

- You're the leader, Jack.

Go tell him, Jack!

Maybe the kid'll

soften him up a bit.

Strike! Strike!

Strike! Strike!

Strike!

What is this strike?

What's going on?

We're bringing

our demands to Pulitzer.

- What demands?

- The newsies' demands. We're on strike.

I'm with "The New York Sun."

I'm Bryan Denton.

You seem like the kid in charge.

What's your name?

- David.

- David, as in David and Goliath?

- You really think Pulitzer's

gonna listen to your demands?

- He has to.

- Out!

- So's your old lady!

- Tell Pulitzer he needs

an appointment with me!

- Yeah!

So this real snooty mug says,

"You can't see Mr. Pulitzer.

No one sees Mr. Pulitzer."

Real hoity-toity, you know.

- Real hoity-toity.

- I said, "I ain't transactin'

business with office boys.

Just tell him Jack Kelly's

here to see him now."

- That's when he threw us out.

- Ha-ha!

Does it scare ya?

You're goin' up against

the most powerful man in New York City.

Look at me,

I'm tremblin'.

All right,

keep me informed.

I wanna know everything

that's going on.

- Are we really an important story?

- Well, what's important?

Last year I covered

the war in Cuba.

Charged up San Juan Hill

with Colonel Teddy Roosevelt.

That was a very

important story.

So, is the newsies' strike important?

It depends on you.

So my name's really

gonna be in the papers?

- Any objections?

- Not as long as you get it right.

Kelly, Jack Kelly.

And Denton?

- No pictures.

- Sure.

I've never been

to Brooklyn, have you?

I spent a month there

one night.

Watch this.

So is Spot Conlon

really dangerous?

Goin' somewhere, Kelly?

Well, if it ain't

Jack Be Nimble, Jack Be Quick.

You moved up in the world, Spot,

got a river view.

Hey, Boots,

how's it rollin'?

Hey, I got a couple

of real good shooters here.

Yeah.

- So, Jack, I've been hearin'

things from little birds.

- Yeah?

Things from Harlem, Queens.

All over.

They're chirpin' in my ear.

Jackie boy's newsies is playin'

like they're goin' on strike.

- Yeah, we are.

- Well, we're not playin'.

We are goin' on strike.

Oh, yeah, yeah?

What is this,

some kind of walkin' mouth?

Yeah, it's a mouth,

a mouth with a brain.

If you got half of one,

you'll listen.

Go on, tell him.

Well, we started the strike,

but we can't do it alone.

So we've been talkin' to other newsies

all around the city.

Yeah, so they told me.

But what did they tell you?

They're waitin' to see

what Spot Conlon does.

You're the key.

That Spot Conlon is the most respected

and famous newsie in all of New York.

And probably

everywhere else.

And if Spot Conlon joins the strike,

then they'll join.

We'll be unstoppable.

You gotta join us because...

Well, you gotta.

Well, you're right, Jack.

Brains.

But I got brains too.

And more than just

half of one.

How do I know you punks won't run

the first time some goon comes at you?

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