Sound Clips


"What's the matter with you?"

"Morris... he can't count to twenty with his shoes on."

"Headlines don't sell papes, newsies sell papes."

"Maniac, corpse... lovenest, or nude."

"When I dream, on my own, I'm alone but I ain't lonely. For a dreamer nights the only time of day..."

"If we don't sell papes, nobody sells papes. Noboby comes through those gates until they put the price back where it was."

"It's a good idea!"

"If we go on strike, then we are a union, right?"

"You guys, you gotta be ambastards..."

"So you've moved up in the world Spot, got a river veiw and everything."

"Are you bribing me, Joe?"

"Extry, extry Joe. Read all about it."



"No, we're just a bunch of angry kids with no money."


"Spot Conlon is the most famous and respected newsie in all of New York, and probably everywhere else."

"Yea, but I think our man Denton has something more important to do. I mean, he's going to be an ace war correspondent."



"Buy me last pape lady?"

"Come back my lovey dovey baby, and coochie-coo with me."

"Real hoity-toity."



"In 1899 the streets of New York City echoed with the voices of newsies..."

"Dear me, what is that unpleasant aroma? I fear the sewer may have backed up during the night."

"It's not good to do that... not healthy."

"I got a hot tip on the fourth, won't waste your money."

"Look at this... baby born with two heads. Must be from Brooklyn."

"Come on it's a rigged deck, they've got all the marbles."

"Jack, you done thinkin yet?"

"What, are you out of your mind?"

"Whoa, Jack it's a trick!"

"What are we supposed to do to the bums, kiss em?"

"We ain't got five bucks, we don't even got five cents. Hey your honor, how 'bout I roll you for it, double or nothin'?"



"Well if it aint Jack be nimble, Jack be quick."

"Hey Boots, how's it rollin?"

"I've been hearin things from little boidies."

"Jackie-boy's newsies is playin like they're goin on strike."

"What is this Jackie-boy, some kind of walkin mouth?"

"I've 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 with a club..."

" do I know you've got what it takes to win?"

"That aint good enough Jacky-boy."

"Never fear, Brooklyn is here!"

"Where's me pitcha, where's me pitcha?"

"Where does it say my name, where's my name?"

"Look, any scab I see, I soak em... period!"

"Look, they're gonna be playin with my hands alright? Cuz it aint what they say, it's what we say, and nobody aint gonna listen to us unless we make em!"

"I say, that what you say, is what I say."

"I object....... on the grounds of Brooklyn, your honor."

"Tell me I'm seein things, just tell me I'm seein things."

"I'll murder ya!!!"


Kid Blink

"They jacked up the price! Ya hear that Jack? Ten cents a hundred! It's bad enough we gotta eat what we don't sell, now they jacked up the price! Can you believe that?"

"Say, Jack I'll take Harlem!"

"Tell 'em Jack!"

"They almost all knows how to read."




"It don't make no sense... I mean all the money Pulitzer's makin, why would he gouge us?"

"Where they takin him Dave?"



"Hey, we ain't scared of Brooklyn! Spot Conlon makes us a little nervous."

"I spent a month there one night."



"Baby born with three heads!"

"That's an unusual name for these parts."



"So did I spell it right Kloppman?"



"Try Bottle Alley or the harbor, try Central Park it's guarenteed, try any banker bumb or barber..."

"...cuz it's two for a penny, if I take too many, Weasel just makes me eat em after..."

"We sell together we split, seventy-thirthy, plus, you get the benefit of observing me no charge..."

"That's fair, golden opportunity..."

"Look at that angel! I'm in heaven!"

"Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike!"

*yell off Brooklyn Bridge*

"All right, everyone remain calm... Let's soak'em for Crutchy!"

"Look at you Jack, you look like a general or something... will you get your fingers off my face..."

"What are we supposed to do to the bums, kiss em?... Hey look, any scab I see I soak 'em, period!"

"Well, I guess I can't be something I ain't... A scab?... No, smart."



"You dreamin' about sellin papers?" -Kloppman

"Aren't you just the cutest little fella there ever was." -Medda

"Multiply that by forty thousand papers a day... seven days a week..." -Pulitzer

"World employees only on this side of the gate!" -Weasel

*slingshot breaking bottle*

"Go home! Go home! Go home to your mothers and fathers, GO HOME!" -Pulitzer

"Bye Spot!" -Sarah



Carry'n the Banner

Santa Fe

The World Will Know

Seize the Day

Seize the Day (Reprise)

King of New York