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Well, we started the strike, but we can't do it alone.
Look at this: "Baby Born With Two Heads." Must be from Brooklyn.
- ♫ Carrying the banner tough and tall ♪ - Thank you.
Nobody told the horse.
♫ They almost all knows how to read ♪
Listen, one thing for sure,
- Hey, Race. - Hey, Jack.
I gave you the chance to be free. I don't understand.
Wait!
- The usual. - One hundred papes to the wise guy.
Pipe down, it's just a gag.
♫ Ah, stop your bawlin' ♪
♫ In nothin' flat he'll be coverin' Brooklyn to Trenton ♪
A newsie rally with all the kids from all over New York.
If we stick together like the trolley workers, they can't break us up.
♫ This is the story you wanted to write ♪
A scab?
♫ Startin'now I'm the king of New York ♪
[GROUP MURMURING]
♫ Open the gates and seize the day ♪
Yeah, but if we go on strike, then we are a union, right?
It don't make no sense, all the money Pulitzer's makin'. Why would he gouge us?
[SHOUTING]
It definitely adds up, sir.
Not anymore. Not from the likes of him.
all of them.
♫ Look and see once a piker ♪
- Tell 'em, Jack! - So, what's it gonna be?
- No pictures. - Sure.
Challenge.
♫ A permanent box at sheepshead races ♪
That's Santa Fe, New Mexico.
Go get the cake your mother's hiding in the cabinet.
♫ Nothing can break us no one can make us ♪
We've come a long way, but we ain't there yet.
Chief?
♫ Ha ♪
♫ So you're afraid there's a wolf at your door ♪
[GRUNTING]
You're gettin' the chance of a lifetime here, Davey.
catchy words like "maniac" or "corpse"...
- Yeah. - Like a rally.
Come here, David.
- What happened? You get fired? - No, I got reassigned...
♫ You're the only light that's guidin' me today ♪
Hey, hey, you got your papes. Now beat it.
♫ And I'll say anything I hafta ♪
♫ So, we'll be out there carrying the banner man to man ♪
[SNICKERING]
Oh, this way, please.
On the grounds of Brooklyn, Your Honor.
[WAR CRIES]
All right, keep me informed.
Let go of me! Stop it!
So here's how it is. If we don't act together, we're nothin'.
Owww!
He's been living at large under the alias of Jack Kelly.
I'll be back sleepin' on the streets.
Oscar and Morris kinda worked me over a little.
His mother's deceased, his father's a convict.
Hey, no drinkin'on the job. It's bad for business.
PULITZER: Shut the windows! Close the windows!
You have a boy who calls himself Jack Kelly?
Come on, fellas! Wait up!
♫ And finally know ♪
That's what you always say.
Snyder makes sure he gets sent here so he can rehabilitate him.
Uh-uh. Lift one finger, it's back to the Refuge.
♫ Dreams come true yes, they do ♪
On what grounds?
♫ And coochie-coo with me ♪♪
That's all Mr. William Randolph Hearst has too.
Mr. Weisel to you.
- Hey-hey-hey-hey! - I'm gonna crack your dome!
Pulitzer and Hearst and all them rich fellas,
♫ And I'm outta here to stay ♪
♫ Neighbor to neighbor ♪
You work for me until the strike is over.
[CHEERING]
RACETRACK: You ain't seein'things. That's Jack.
♫ Wrongs will be righted if we're united ♪
Hey, Davey, they still talk about how Jack rode outta here on that coach.
MAYER: I'll make them.
♫ Pass the towel ♪
That ain't good enough, Jackie Boy.
I asked Jack how he slept and he said, "On me back, Mush."
- Big conflagration! - Hey, what?
♫ And "The World" will know and "The World" will learn ♪
Oh, yeah, run, Davey.
♫ Then you said toodle-ee-doo ♪
♫ Ain't you glad nobody's waitin' up ♪
♫ Nobbin' with all the muckety mucks ♪
So my name's really gonna be in the papers?
David,
♫ A mighty fine life ♪
Attempted? Last time wasn't an attempted escape.
MAYOR: Of course, the city is very concerned...
I say that what you say… it was I say
All right, all right! Hold your horses. I'm comin'
BiG Pharma jacked up the price
♫ Is true ♪
♫ Try Bottle Alley or the harbor ♪
Bryan Denton of “The Sun." How do you do, sir?
I wondered if I might get an interview.
- I'll give 'em a message. - Yeah.
- Look at that! - Let's go. Strike him.
- [CHEERING] - Oh, Medda!
newspaper friends, Willie Hearst, Gordon Bennett.
♫ I used to be your tootsie-wootsie ♪
Leave my sister alone!
- What demands? - The newsies' demands. We're on strike.