Movie Date: April 10, 1992
NEWSIES FADE IN: 1 INT. THE NEW YORK WORLD - PRESS ROOM - MORNING 1 The huge printing PRESSES POUND out the morning edition, setting a rhythm that carries us through the scene as the newspapers are printed, collated, folded, and spit out onto a rapidly-growing stack. Pressmen bundle the papers and toss them into carts. See the masthead: "THE NEW YORK WORLD, JULY 10, 1899." Two men push hard a cart loaded with papers to get it rolling down an iron ramp -- then have to run to keep up with it as it careens toward -- 2 INT. THE WORLD - CIRCULATION ROOM - MORNING (SAME TIME) 2 Broad-necked workmen grab the carts and begin unloading them -- stacks of paper grow as the POUNDING RHYTHM BUILDS and we GO TO -- 3 INT. NEWSIE LODGING HOUSE - SAME TIME 3 A man's feet move up some stairs (in rhythm) -- they belong to KLOPPMAN, 70s, who enters -- 4 INT. NEWSIE LODGING HOUSE - DORMITORY - SAME TIME 4 A large room filled with boys sleeping in hammocks, including JACK KELLY, snapping his fingers in his sleep. On the wall by his head, the commanding visage of Teddy Roosevelt grins down from a rotogravure photo. Kloppman wakes the boys, intoning his morning ritual: KLOPPMAN Ink's wet, the presses are rolling, the papers are stacking -- rise and shine, make a dime, no news without the Newsies -- etc. Jack jumps out of his bunk and shakes the BOY below. JACK Wake up, Crutchy -- The World is waitin'. (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 2. * 4 CONTINUED: 4 CRUTCHY (yawning) Tell Mr. Pulitzer my yacht was lost at sea. Jack laughs and tosses him his crutch. The dorm is now alive with waking boys -- yawning, stretching, pulling on pants, hitching up suspenders as they sing -- SONG: "CARRYIN' THE BANNER" (Approx. 7 minutes, 15 seconds) RACETRACK THAT'S MY CIGAR... SNIPESHOOTER YOU'LL STEAL ANUDDER. The boys begin to wake, KID BLINK yawning, stretching, HEY BUMMERS, WE GOT WORK TO DO complaining as they hit the floor: pants pulled SPECS on, suspenders hitched SINCE WHEN DID YOU BECOME up, boots laced tight. MY MUDDER? CRUTCHY AH, STOP YOUR BAWLIN' ALL WHO AST YOU! MUSH, cross-eyed and skinny with big ears and lisp, play- fully pushes the NEWSIE so he falls on his hammock. NEWSIE Hey, whattaya? 5 INT. WASHROOM - MINUTES LATER 5 Younger boys pump water for older boys, then trade off. Teeth brushing, sponge baths with cold water -- the older boys shave. Jack smears his face with shaving cream as Mush pulls up a box next to him. MUSH How'd you sleep, Jack? JACK On me back, Mush. (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 3. 5 CONTINUED: 5 MUSH (thinks that's hilarious) You hear that, you hear what he said? I ast how'd he sleep -- CRUTCHY Jack, this look like I'm fakin' it? He hobbles towards Jack on one crutch. JACK Who says you're fakin' it? CRUTCHY The streets are fulla fakes these days -- it's hurtin' the rep of genuine articles like myself. I gotta find me a new sellin' spot, where they ain't used to seein' me. Jack smiles; Mush taps Crutchy on the arm... sings. MUSH TRY BOTTLE ALLEY OR THE HARBOR RACETRACK TRY CENTRAL PARK IT'S GUARANTEED JACK TRY ANY BANKER, BUM OR BARBER Jack rinses his face, takes SKITTERY * special care adjusting his THEY ALMOST ALL KNOWS HOW TO red bandana. READ KID BLINK I SMELL MONEY CRUTCHY YOU SMELL FOUL MUSH MET THIS GIRL LAST NIGHT * CRUTCHY MOVE YOUR ELBOW (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 4. * 5 CONTINUED: (2) 5 RACETRACK PASS THE TOWEL SKITTERY FOR A BUCK I MIGHT CHORUS AIN'T IT A FINE LIFE CARRYING THE BANNER THROUGH IT ALL 6 INT. LODGING HOUSE - FRONT DESK - LATER 6 Jack and the Newsies coming CHORUS down the stairs, greeting A MIGHTY FINE LIFE Kloppman and moving out the CARRYING THE BANNER door -- TOUGH 'N' TALL EVERY MORNING WE GO WHERE WE WISHES WE'S FREE AS FISHES SURE BEATS WASHING DISHES WHAT A FINE LIFE 7 EXT. NEWSIE LODGING HOUSE - SAME TIME 7 Jack stands next to Crutchy CHORUS and Mush as the boys file CARRYING THE BANNER out. HOME-FREE ALL JACK (looks at the morning) What's your leg say, Crutch? Feel like rain? CRUTCHY (feels his leg; shakes his head) No rain -- partly cloudy, clearin' towards evenin'. (as Jack laughs) Who ya sellin' wit, Jack? JACK Ain't decided yet. Jack spots a passing wagon and helps Crutchy on board -- he and Mush jump on for the ride and they all move off -- 8 OMITTED 8 4/8/91 YELLOW 5. 9 EXT. DAVID'S APARTMENT - MORNING 9 * DAVID JACOBS, 15, hurries down the street as his brother, LES, 8, dawdles after him. DAVID Les, hurry up, willya? Why do I gotta be saddled with you? LES Why do I gotta be saddled with you? DAVID Come on -- They'll run out of papers! 10 EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET - MORNING 10 KID BLINK, 16, one eye covered by a patch, moves past a fruit stand with three of his boys. He's about to swipe a banana when the shadow of a cop on horseback looms over him. Blink smiles up at the COP. KID BLINK 'Mornin', Officer. OFFICER (COP) I'm keepin' my eye on you, Blink. KID BLINK And I'll keep my eye on you, too, sir. OFFICER Get moving! Blink and the boys race into an alley -- 11 EXT. ANOTHER STREET - POLICY SHOP - SAME TIME 11 * A boy's hand shoots some dice -- it belongs to RACETRACK * HIGGINS, an Italian beanpole, who's gambling with THREE OTHER BOYS. RACETRACK AIN'T THEY AS PRETTY AS A PITCH'A (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 6. 11 CONTINUED: 11 SNODDY Race picks up his THAT MAKES IT TEN GAMES OUT winnings and admires OF TEN the pile of change in his hand. RACETRACK A PLEASURE DOING BUSINESS WICH'YA WHO WANTS TO TRY THEIR LUCK AGAIN? BOOTS I'm wiped out -- my mother'll murder me -- if I had one. The wagon passes -- Jack, Mush and Crutchy get out. RACETRACK Jack -- whattaya know, whattaya say. Got a hot tip on a nag in the fourth at Sheepshead -- sure * t'ing! * JACK Your last sure t'ing's still * runnin', Racetrack. * MUSH (the world's best audience) Ya hear that? Race says sure t'ing * and Jack says -- ya hear what he * said, ya hear it, he said -- * BOOTS/CRUTCHY * (together) * We heard it! * 12 EXT. ANOTHER STREET - SAME TIME 12 David still hurrying -- Les slows to hop on a hopscotch game chalked on the sidewalk. David grabs his hand and pulls him on -- 12A EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET - SAME TIME 12A Kid Blink and his boys come out of an alley, joining Jack and the others. KID BLINK Say, Cowboy -- I hear Medda's breakin' in a new act at the vaudeville tonight -- ya interested? (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 7. * 12A CONTINUED: 12A JACK Stupid question. CRUTCHY Stupid question. KID BLINK That an echo? Or is the Crip followin' ya again? CRUTCHY (swinging his crutch) Yeah? How'd you like it if a crip cracked your head? JACK Better choke it, Blink -- 'fore you need another patch. KID BLINK Hey, who ya sellin' wit, Jack? CRUTCHY Not wit you! JACK Nothing personal, Blink, but... JACK IT TAKES A SMILE AS SWEET AS BUTTER CRUTCHY THE KIND THAT LADIES CAN'T As Jack sings, the boys RESIST listen carefully. They all respect his opinion. RACETRACK IT TAKES AN ORPHAN WITH A STUTTER JACK WHO AIN'T AFRAID TO USE HIS... KID BLINK ... FIST 13 EXT. BARREL ALLEY - SAME TIME 13 Jack and the others ALL BOYS round a corner SUMMER STINKS AND WINTER'S singing as they move WAITIN' through an alley filled WELCOME TO NEW YAWK with barrels. 4/8/91 YELLOW 8. 14 EXT. OFF NEWSIE SQUARE - SAME TIME 14 They enter the square ALL singing. BOY, AIN'T NATURE FASCINATIN' WHEN YOUSE GOTTA WALK (ROUNDS) * They move towards a STILL IT'S A FINE LIFE breakfast wagon run by CARRYIN' THE BANNER three NUNS. WITH ME CHUMS A MIGHTY FINE LIFE BLOWIN' EVERY NICKEL AS IT COMES At the breakfast wagon, CRUTCHY the boys line up for I'M NO SNOOZER coffee -- Blink tries to SITTIN' MAKES ME ANTSY butt in front of Jack, I LIKES LIVIN' CHANCEY who spins him back to Race, who spins him further back ALL as Crutchy and Mush jump HARLEM TO DELANCEY in and Blink ends up WHAT A FINE LIFE last. BOOTS ARBUS, 15, CARRYING THE BANNER black, joins the line. THROUGH THE SLUMS -- * ONE NUN ladles coffee from NUNS a large pot into the boys' BLESSED CHILDREN cups; the OTHER NUN hands THOUGH YOU WANDER LOST them each a roll. AND DEPRAVED JESUS LOVES YOU YOU SHALL BE SAVED BOOTS How 'bout savin' me another roll -- okay, sister? GUTTERSNIPE * (shoves him) Hey! Save some for the rest of us! The Nun smiles and gives them both one. SEARCHING MOTHER is singing as she looks for her lost son in the crowd around the wagon. Jack and the others sing in counter- point as she passes by. (CONTINUED) )J( 4/22/91 TAN 9. 14 CONTINUED: 14 MOTHER RACETRACK PATRICK, JUST GIMME HALF A CUP DARLING... KID BLINK SOMETHING TO WAKE ME UP MUSH SINCE YOU LEFT ME I GOTTA FIND AN ANGLE CRUTCHY I AM UNDONE I GOTTA SELL MORE PAPES ALL MOTHER PAPERS IS ALL I GOT LOVES YOU WISH I COULD CATCH A BREEZE SURE HOPE THE HEADLINE'S HOT GOD ALL I CAN CATCH IS FLEAS SAVE GOD HELP ME IF IT'S NOT MY SON SOMEBODY HELP ME PL -- 15 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - SAME TIME 15 PULL BACK to reveal ALL entire square as Jack and IF I HATE THE HEADLINE the gang leave the wagon, I'LL MAKE UP A HEADLINE cross the square and head AND I'LL SAY ANYTHING I HAFTA for the gates of The World 'CAUSE AT TWO FOR A PENNY Building, keeping their IF I TAKE TOO MANY eyes on the huge blackboards WEASEL JUST MAKES ME EAT 'EM over the street. AFTA Newsies of all ages and sizes appear from every conceiv- able space and line up outside the gates, waiting for them to open, anxiously praying for a good headline to be chalked on the boards overhead... 16 EXT. NEWSPAPER ROW - SAME TIME 16 Two men climb ladders to the blackboards above the street and start to write out headlines in chalk: "TROLLEY STRIKE DRAGS ON FOR THIRD WEEK." 17 EXT. ALLEY/OFF NEWSIE SQUARE - SAME TIME 17 * A GROUP of NEWSIES follow through an alley that leads * them to the square, where they see the men chalking up * headlines. (CONTINUED) )J( 4/22/91 TAN 10. 17 CONTINUED: 17 NEWSIE GROUP #1 NEWSIE GROUP #2 LOOK! THEY'RE PUTTING WHAT'S IT SAY? UP THE HEADLINE YOU CALL THAT A HEADLINE? THAT WON'T PLAY I GET BETTER STORIES SO WHERE'S FROM THE COPPER ON THE YOUR SPOT? BEAT 18 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - SAME TIME 18 * A GROUP OF NEWSIES cross the street and split up around * the statue as they walk into the square -- * NEWSIE GROUP #1 NEWSIE GROUP #2 I WAS GONNA START WITH GOD IT'S HOT! TWENTY BUT A DOZEN'LL BE PLENTY WILL YA TELL ME HOW'S A GUY GONNA HOW'M I GONNA MAKE ENDS MAKE ENDS MEET? MEET? 19 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE AND WORLD BUILDING - SAME TIME 19 Jack and the gang join ALL Newsies as they WE NEED A GOOD ASSASSINATION converge outside The World gates, singing and yelling WE NEED AN EARTHQUAKE OR A at the men on the chalkboard. WAR One newsie yells out: SNIPESHOOTER HOW 'BOUT A CROOKED POLITICIAN? Mush jumps all over him: ALL HEY, STUPID, THAT AIN'T NEWS NO MORE! The Newsies sing at each other: ALL UPTOWN TO GRAND CENTRAL STATION DOWN TO CITY HALL WE IMPROVES OUR CIRCULATION WALKIN' 'TIL WE FALL The Newsies line up outside the gate, singing: JACK'S GROUP NEWSIE GROUP #1 SO WE'LL BE OUT THERE DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE HEADLINE? (MORE) (MORE) (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 11. * 19 CONTINUED: 19 JACK'S GROUP (CONT'D) NEWSIE GROUP #1 (CONT'D) THEY CALL THAT A HEADLINE? CARRYING THE BANNER MAN THE IDIOT WHAT WROTE IT TO MAN MUST BE WORKIN' FOR THE SUN WE'LL BE OUT THERE DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE FIRE SOAKIN' EVERY SUCKER THAT WE CAN NEWSIE GROUP #2 HEARD IT KILLED OL' MAN MCGUIRE NEWSIE GROUP #1 HEARD THE TOLL WAS EVEN HIGHER NEWSIE GROUP #2 WHY DO I MISS ALL THE FUN? NEWSIE GROUP #1 SEE THE HEADLINE HITCHED IT ON A TROLLEY NEWSIE GROUP #2 NEWSIES ON A MISSION MEET'CHA FORTY-FOURTH AND SECOND... NEWSIE GROUP #1 KILL THE COMPETITION LITTLE ITALY'S A SECRET NEWSIE GROUP #2 SELL THE NEXT EDITION BLEEKER'S FURTHER THAN I RECKONED NEWSIE GROUP #1 WHILE WE'RE OUT THERE BY THE COURTHOUSE NEWSIE GROUP #2 NEAR THE STABLES NEWSIE GROUP #1 ON THE CORNER CARRYIN' THE BANNER IS SOMEONE BECKONED AND I... THE... ANGLE - NEAR GATES Suddenly the music becomes a quiet pulse as the DELANCEY BROTHERS -- OSCAR and MORRIS, two muscle-bound goons -- push with deliberate aggression past Jack and the boys. Tension, silence, then -- RACETRACK (sniffs the air) Dear me. What is dat unpleasant aroma? I fear de sewer has backed up during de night. (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 12. * 19 CONTINUED: (2) 19 BOOTS Too rotten to be the sewer. It must be -- CRUTCHY -- the Delancey brothers! For revenge, Oscar jerks Snipeshooter out of line and propels him to the rear. OSCAR Inna back, ya ugly little shrimp! Oscar and Morris glare at the crowd, daring anyone to do anything about it. Jack calmly walks Snipe back to his place in line, then faces the Delanceys who try to stare him down. The air is electric. Nearby -- RACETRACK Five to one, I say Cowboy skunks 'em -- who's bettin', who's bettin' -- The Newsies shake their heads. Nearby the staring contest continues until -- JACK You shouldn't be callin' people ugly little shrimps. Oscar. Unless you're referrin; to the family resemblance in your brother here. The brothers glower, look at each other, then back at Jack, who grins at them. JACK That's right. It's an insult. And so's this -- Jack deftly reaches out both hands and flips the derbys off both their heads. The brothers scramble for them and the chase is on. 19A EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - DAY (SAME TIME) 19A DANCE BREAK... The Delanceys chase Jack throughout the square, entertaining the Newsies... a morning tradition. The Newsies sing in counterpoint, underscoring the chase. JACK'S GROUP NEWSIE GROUP IT'S A FINE LIFE LOOK! THEY'RE PUTTING UP THE HEADLINE (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 13. 19A CONTINUED: 19A CARRYIN' THE BANNER YOU CALL THAT A HEADLINE? THROUGH IT ALL * A MIGHTY FINE LIFE I GET BETTER STORIES FROM THE COPPER ON THE BEAT CARRYIN' THE BANNER I WAS GONNA START WITH TWENTY TOUGH 'N' TALL BUT A DOZEN'LL BE PLENTY WILL YOU TELL ME HOW'M I EVER GONNA MAKE ENDS MEET? NEWSIE GROUP #1 * SEE THE HEADLINE? HITCHED IT ON A TROLLEY. NEWSIE GROUP #2 * NEWSIES ON A MISSION MEET'CHA FORTY-FOURTH AND SECOND... NEWSIE GROUP #1 * KILL THE COMPETITION! LITTLE ITALY'S A SECRET. NEWSIE GROUP #2 * SELL THE NEXT EDITION BLEEKER'S FURTHER THAN I RECKONED NEWSIE GROUP #1 * WHILE WE'RE OUT THERE BY THE COURTHOUSE... NEWSIE GROUP #2 * CARRYIN' THE BANNER IS NEAR THE STABLES... THE... NEWSIE GROUP #1 * ON THE CORNER... SOMEONE BECKONED AND I... ANGLE - HORACE GREELY STATUE - DAVID AND LES are just arriving, hurrying towards the gates on a collision course with -- Jack who comes barrelling around the statue and runs smack into David. For a moment, everything stops -- Jack catches his breath, David looks at him in outrage. DAVID Watch it, willya? What do you think you're doing! JACK (breathing hard) Runnin'. (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 14. 19A CONTINUED: (2) 19A He speeds on -- just as the Delanceys come thundering around the statue, bowling David to the pavement. Les looks at Jack as if he's watching Robin Hood and Br'er Rabbit rolled into one. ANGLE - NEAR GATES - JACK keeps running, keeping just out of the Delanceys' grasp -- but then he trips and they've got him. Morris lifts him high into the air to smash him onto the cobblestones. The crowd stops breathing -- but then -- 19B EXT. WORLD BUILDING GATE - DAY 19B Jack grabs the bars and like a monkey jerks free of the bully's grasp. The kids howl, loving the show as Jack avoids the brothers moving from bar to bar like Tarzan. * JACK'S GROUP NEWSIE GROUP * IT'S A FINE LIFE GO GET HIM, COWBOY! CARRYIN' THE BANNER YOU GOT HIM NOW, BOY! * IT'S A FINE LIFE GO GET HIM, COWBOY! * CARRYIN' THE BANNER YOU GOT HIM NOW, BOY! NEWSIE GROUP * GO! * The NUMBER ENDS (APPROXIMATE TIME: 7:15) and the moment is broken when a BELL inside the World Building RINGS OUT. * MUSH * Comin' down de chute! The Delancey brothers, reluctantly, give up the chase, and back towards the entrance to the World gates. MORRIS We ain't finished with you yet, Kelly. The gatekeeper unlocks and swings open the huge gates. * Jack hangs on. BOOTS Ride 'em, cowboy! Newsies yell out Jack's name as he rides the gates 'til the last possible moment, then leaps into the back of a wagon. Jack takes a bow as the boys cheer, moving into line. Les watches Jack, his new hero, as David pulls him along. 4/8/91 YELLOW 15. 20 EXT. CIRCULATION OFFICE - LOADING DOCK - SAME TIME 20 Newsies jostle for position at the window -- David shoving and jostling like the rest. He manages to elbow in near the front. Les, hanging back, has his eyes on -- -- Jack sauntering coolly to his natural place at the head of the line, flanked by Boots and Mush. He leans on the counter and grins at the rodent-faced man inside the window: WEASEL, 40. JACK Ya miss me, Weasel? WEASEL You know my name -- it's Weisel. Mister Weisel to you. How many? JACK Don't rush me -- I'm perusin' * the mercandice... Mr. Weasel. * The Newsies love it as Jack deliberately takes a paper, turns and scans. Seeing Les staring at him, Jack winks. Les smiles back, fascinated. Jack turns back to Weasel with a fifty-cent piece. JACK The usual. Weasel grabs for the coin -- Jack flips it out of his * grasp and onto the counter. The Newsies whoop. WEASEL Hundred for the wiseguy -- next! * Oscar slams the papers down and Jack gives them a quick * flip-count -- eyes closed -- as he moves away. Behind * him, Race and the others get their papers. * * JACK scans the newspaper for a catchy headline; Race, Crutchy, the others wander up, doing the same. A commotion O.S. and they look up to see -- -- at the window, Weasel is in David's face. * WEASEL Ya got ya papes -- move outta here. * DAVID I paid for twenty -- you only gave * me nineteen! (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 16. 20 CONTINUED: 20 WEASEL (loving it) You callin' me a liar, kid...? David's sweating, aware that all eyes are on him. * DAVID I want that other paper. The Delanceys start for David when suddenly Jack steps * up, slams his hand on David's papers, closes his eyes * and does a flip-count. The expert. * JACK Nineteen, Weasel. An honest mistake -- on account of Oscar * can't count to twenty with his * shoes on. * Weasel glowers -- but wants to get back to business. He backhands Morris who looks surprised. WEASEL Next! JACK Hold it. Race -- spot me two-bits. Race flips him a coin. Jack slaps it on the counter. JACK Another fifty for my friend here. DAVID I don't want another fifty -- ! JACK (moving away) Sure you do. Every newsie wants more papes. David, puzzled, grabs the papers and he and Les run after Jack -- 21 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - JUST OUTSIDE GATES 21 Jack moves on as David and Les hurry after him. The gang trails along, watching, amused. DAVID These papers are yours, I don't * take charity from nobody! I don't * even know who you are -- (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 17. 21 CONTINUED: 21 LES Cowboy! They call him Cowboy! Jack turns, grins at Les. JACK That and a lotta other things -- including Jack Kelly, which is what my mudder called me. What do they call you, kid? LES (thrilled) Les. This is David, he's my brother. He's older. JACK (barely glances at David) No kiddin'. How old are you, Les? LES Near ten. JACK No good. Anybody asks, you're seven. (as Les is appalled) Younger sells more papes, Les -- and if we're gonna be partners -- DAVID Hold it! Who said anything about partners -- ? JACK You owe me two bits, right? Okay, so I consider it an investment. We sell together, split 70-30, plus you get the benefit of observin' me -- no charge. CRUTCHY (to David) You're gettin' the chance of a lifetime here -- you learn from Jack, you learn from the best. DAVID If he's the best, then why does he need us? (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 18. 21 CONTINUED: (2) 21 JACK I don't need you, pal. But I ain't * got a cute little brother to front * for me. And Les here... * (smiles down at Les who smiles back up angelically) ... With this kid's puss and my God-given talent, we can easy move a thousand papers a week. Whattaya say? Deal? David is incredulous, but Les is pleading. David sighs. DAVID Gotta split fifty-fifty. JACK Sixty-forty. Or I forget the whole t'ing. David reluctantly offers his hand. Jack spits in his palm and shakes. Les whoops and they move off, Jack already being the mentor -- JACK The name of the game is volume, Dave. You only took twenty papes -- why? DAVID Bad headline...? JACK First t'ing you gotta learn -- headlines don't sell papes, newsies sell papes. We're what holds this town together -- without newsies, nobody knows nuttin'! They move away from Newsie Square as above them, the GOLDEN DOME OF THE WORLD BUILDING glistens in the morning sun. 22 INT. WORLD BUILDING - PULITZER'S OFFICE - DAY 22 A very large magnifying glass in in the hands of someone O.S. -- it moves across the front page of today's World as we hear the headline being read by -- PULITZER (O.S.) (reading sarcastically) 'Trolley Strike Drags On for Third Week' -- this so-called headline drags on for infinity! (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 19. * 22 CONTINUED: 22 A hand smashes the paper onto an ornate desk beyond which cower three harried employees of The World, including SEITZ, 45, the hard-bitten business manager. BUNSEN, the editor, and JONATHAN, an accountant. SEITZ The news is slow, Chief, the Trolley Strike's all we got -- PULITZER (O.S.) It's all Mr. William Randolph Hearst has, too -- see how he covers the strike! The magnifying glass swings to a copy of the New York Journal with a large black headline: "NUDE CORPSE ON RAILS -- NOT CONNECTED TO TROLLEY STRIKE." The CAMERA COMES AROUND to reveal JOSEPH PULITZER, himself, a thundering presence in smoked-glasses and a beard, wielding the magnifying glass like a gavel of judgment. PULITZER Hearst is killing us in the circulation war -- and you give me headlines that would put a whirling dervish to sleep! BUNSEN (nervous editor) We'll get a new headline writer, Mr. Pulitzer. PULITZER Steal Hearst's man -- offer him double what Hearst pays. SEITZ That's how he stole him from us. (sighs) Chief, you spend as much as you make fighting Hearst. That's why the paper's losing money -- PULITZER I created the World to be the best and I'll spend whatever it takes to -- (stops) What is that deafening noise? It's the Newsies far below, barely audible to the others. SEITZ Just the Newsies, Chief, I'll -- (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 20. 22 CONTINUED: (2) 22 PULITZER Never mind -- where was I? * SEITZ Creating the World, Chief. * PULITZER This paper's losing money because there's too much fat, inefficiency -- not because I'm fighting to * make us number one! Well, we're going to cut costs, maximize profits -- and still beat the socks off Hearst -- (beat) I want to know how by tonight. 23 EXT. LOWER EAST SIDE STREET - DAY 23 UNDERSCORED: Jack leads David and Les through an open- air market crowded with carts and people -- all the sights and sounds and smells of the melting pot. JACK Some newsies got corners, see -- same spot, same customers. Me, * I like to keep moving, enjoy the life of the big city. I spot an opportunity, I sell a pape. That's the advantage of being an independent businessman, instead * of workin' for wages. * David sees TWO LOVERS kissing on the steps of a building -- he tries his luck. DAVID Paper, mister? Without breaking the kiss, the man kicks out at David who jumps away. Shaking his head, Jack whispers something to Les, who rushes over to the Lovers, still kissing. LES (earsplitting shout) Extry -- 'Runaway Carriage Crushes Cop!' The Lovers spring apart -- the man looks like he's going to throttle Les, but -- (CONTINUED) 4/12/91 (PM) BUFF 21. * 23 CONTINUED: 23 WOMAN (LOVER) (cooing) Oh, honey... look at that sweet little lamb... David, watching with Jack, can't believe this. Les comes running back waving a coin -- LES He gimme a dime! He said I should go far away and keep the change! Jack takes the dime; Les's face falls. He flips it back. JACK You're a natural, kid. You remind me of me -- and I can't say greater than that. 24 OMITTED 24 25 EXT. SIDEWALK - BARE-KNUCKLED BOXERS - DAY 25 duke it out as sidewalk spectators watch. The boys work the crowd, each in his own style -- DAVID (the rookie) Extra, 'Trolley strike drags on!' JACK (the master) Nextry, nextry -- 'Ellis Island in flames -- big con-fla-gration!' DAVID What -- ? Where's that story -- ? JACK (making sales) Page nine -- thank you, sir. Nextry, 'Thousands flee in panic -- ' DAVID (on page nine) 'Trash fire near immigration building frightens seagulls -- ?' JACK 'Terrified flight from flaming inferno!' Thank you, much obliged -- (CONTINUED) )J( 4/22/91 TAN 22. * 25 CONTINUED: (A1) 25 David is incredulous -- then sees Les by the boxers moving up to a spectator, assuming a pathetic look. LES Buy me last pape, mista...? He coughs, Camille-like. Makes the sale. Down the sidewalk Jack nods approvingly; David is disgusted. DAVID Our father taught us not to lie. JACK Mine taught me not to starve. So we both got an education. DAVID You just make things up -- like those headlines. JACK I don't do nothin' the guys who write this stuff don't do. It ain't lyin' -- it's just improvin' the truth a little. Les comes running back, wiping his mouth, with a quarter. LES The guy gave me a quarter! Quick, gimme some more last papers! DAVID (grabs him) Hold it -- I smell beer! LES The guy bet me I wouldn't drink some -- that's how I made the quarter! JACK Hey, no drinkin' on the job -- it's bad for business. What if somebody called a cop or somethin'? Les' eyes go wide as he sees -- behind Jack -- a burly Irish cop (MacSWAIN) hurrying up with a cadaverous vul- ture of a man, SNYDER, who's pointing straight at them -- (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 23. * 25 CONTINUED: 25 SYNDER There he is, officer -- do your duty! Jack spins, sees the man -- JACK Beat it -- the bulls! He races off. David, confused, races after him, Les looks very worried as he runs with David -- LES Just for one little sip of beer -- ? Snyder and MacSwain in pursuit as Jack leads them into -- 26 EXT. BLINDMAN'S ALLEY - CONTINUOUS ACTION 26 The boys pound down the alley, Snyder and MacSwain round the corner behind them, Snyder shouting -- SNYDER You, Sullivan! Stop, I say! You hear me, Sullivan? DAVID Who's Sullivan -- ? JACK Mistaken identity -- all micks look alike to these birds! LES (still worried) One sip! I didn't even swallow it! Jack leads them into the doorway of -- A26A INT. TENEMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUS ACTION A26A They clatter up flights of stairs -- Snyder and MacSwain clattering up below them, shouting -- SNYDER You young miscreant! Wait'll I get you back to the Refuge! DAVID The Refuge -- ? (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 24. * A26A CONTINUED: A26A JACK Sleeper! He leaps over a Sleeping Man on the stairwell; so do David and Les as they run out onto -- B26A EXT. TENEMENT ROOFS - CONTINUOUS ACTION B26A More sleepers; people living in makeshift shelters. Jack runs to a plank stretched between two buildings. DAVID I'm not crossing that! Anyway, I don't think they're chasing us -- Jack scoops up Les -- who's loving it -- and carries him across the plank. JACK No? What're they doin' then? DAVID I think they're chasing you! Snyder and MacSwain huff out onto the roof. David, still uncertain, looks back at them -- the runs across the plank. Jack calmly topples the plank to the street as the pursuers reach it, gasping for breath -- he gives Snyder a little salute, then moves on to a rooftop exit -- 26A EXT. ANOTHER STREET (NEAR THEATER) - SECONDS LATER 26A The boys run out of a doorway onto the street; Jack stops, looks around carefully, as if expecting Snyder to come bounding out of the sky. David is bursting with suspicion -- starts to say something, but Jack shushes him, leads them quickly, furtively into -- 26B EXT. ALLEY BEHIND THEATER (IRVING HALL) - DAY 26B Jack runs to a side door and opens it, waving David and Les inside. He follows, giving a quick look around before he closes the door. 26C INT. THEATER - BACKSTAGE 26C MUSIC lilting somewhere -- for a moment we don't know we're in a theater, as the boys huddle against a wall, catching their breath. (CONTINUED) )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 25. 26C CONTINUED: 26C DAVID I want some answers -- Why was he chasing you? What's the Refuge? JACK The Refuge is this jail for kids. That guy, Snyder, he's the warden. LES You were in jail...? Why? JACK I was starvin'. I stole some food. DAVID (suspicious) Right, food. He called you 'Sullivan' -- JACK (bridling) Yeah, food. My name's Kelly, Jack Kelly, like I told you. Think I'm lyin'? DAVID You have a way of 'improving the truth.' Why was he chasing you? JACK Because I escaped. LES (awestruck) Oh, boy. How? JACK This big shot gimme a ride out in his carriage. DAVID (sarcastic) Bet it was the mayor, right? JACK Nah. Teddy Roosevelt. Ever heard of him? David starts to reply when he sees something behind Jack * that makes his mouth drop open. At the top of a short * flight of stairs, a vision is frowning down at them, * speaking in a theatrical Swedish accent. * (CONTINUED) )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 26. * 26C CONTINUED: (2) 26C MEDDA (accent) What is the meaning of this? No one is allowed backstage -- you will leave at once! Out, out, out, out -- She descends the stairs grandly, shooing them away like pigeons. Jack turns to her and grins. JACK You wouldn't kick me out without a kiss goodbye, wouldya, Medda? Surprised, she gasps in delight -- throwing her arms around Jack. David can't believe it. Medda's accent quickly disappears. MEDDA Kelly, where've you been, kid? I miss you up in the balcony -- you know I sing all my songs to you. JACK This is David and Les. And this is the greatest star of the vaudeville stage today, Miss Medda Larkson, the Swedish Meadowlark. MEDDA (accent) Welcome! JACK Medda also owns the joint. MEDDA (no accent; to David) Don't ever own a theater, kid. Don't even think about it. DAVID (awed) I won't. I promise. MEDDA (seeing Les) What have we here -- ? Aren't you the cutest little fella that ever was -- yes, you are -- (CONTINUED) )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 26A. 26C CONTINUED: (A3) 26C LES (into his act) Buy my last pape, lady? A Camille-cough. Medda looks at him critically. MEDDA This kid is good. Speaking as one professional to another, I'd say you got a future. JACK Okay if we hang here awhile, Medda? 'Til a little problem outside goes away? MEDDA As long as you like -- now the lark must warble. Hey, you -- (flags down a passing candy butcher) -- give my guests whatever they want. (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 27. * 26C CONTINUED: (3) 26C She winks at the dazzled boys and hits the stage, singing: MEDDA (singing) 'MY LOVEY-DOVEY BABY'... etc. David and Jack can't take their eyes off her; Les can't take his eyes off the candy butcher's tray... 27 OMITTED 27 thru thru 33 33 34 EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET - NIGHT 34 Les is looking green from all the candy as he follows Jack and David, balancing on trolley tracks. In the distance, the FAINT sound of SHOUTING/SINGING. DAVID It's late, my folks'll be worried ... What about yours? JACK They're out west lookin' for a place for us to live -- (takes something from his pocket) -- like this. It's the cover of a dime novel with a blue-perfect sky over a perfect yellow desert; a large red sun shines down on a perfect adobe. JACK That's Sante Fe -- out in New Mexico? Soon's Pop finds us the right ranch, they're sendin' for me. LES (sleepily) Then you'll be a real cowboy... Jack nods quietly. David looks at Jack, not believing a word of what he's saying; seeing how much he wants it to be true... The SINGING grows LOUDER, the haunting refrain of "Seize The Day," as the boys continue -- 4/8/91 YELLOW 28. * 35 EXT. ANOTHER STREET (AROUND CORNER) - NIGHT 35 Down the street, a trolley is in flames, surrounded by a mob of shouting men. David looks at it nervously. DAVID Why don't we divvy up at my place...? You can meet my folks... The mob is chasing two men towards them, screaming -- MOB Scabs! Soak the scabs! Etc. A conductor with a bloody head and terrified face runs past them -- but conductor two is caught, tackled, beaten -- David pulls Les away -- DAVID Jack -- let's get outta here -- ! The boys move away, Jack looking back at the beating. JACK Maybe tomorrow we get a decent headline. 36 OMITTED 36 37 INT. DAVID'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 37 The boys enter, Jack carrying the sleeping Les. ESTHER, 38, is setting the table. ESTHER (seeing Les) My God...! What happened? DAVID He's just sleeping, Momma -- She quickly takes him from Jack. MAYER, 43, is relieved but angry to see his sons -- his right arm is bandaged. MAYER We've been waiting dinner -- where've you been? David says nothing; crosses to the table and dumps the day's receipts on it, looks up at his father proudly. MAYER You made all this selling papers...? (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 29. * 37 CONTINUED: 37 DAVID Half of it's Jack's -- he's our selling partner. And our friend. This is my parents. Jack nods awkwardly, starts to say something when SARAH, 16, enters from another room with an armload of lace piecework. She's beautiful -- Jack becomes instantly tongue-tied. DAVID That's Sarah. My sister. She smiles -- Jack still can't find his tongue. Mayer, seeing his awkwardness, steps in -- MAYER Esther -- maybe David's partner would like to stay for dinner. Add some more water to the soup. ESTHER (mortified) Mayer...! Mayer laughs, joined by Sarah and David -- and finally Esther herself as she waters the soup. Jack stands drinking in the family's warmth. 38 INT. APARTMENT - LATER 38 Les mumbles in his sleep on a board stretched between two chairs. Jack, eating heartily, his eloquence regained, holds forth at the dinner table. JACK What I saw today, I gotta say your boys are born Newsies, Mr. Jacobs. With my experience and their hard work -- just a little more, thanks -- (third bowl of soup) -- I figure we can peddle a thousand a week and not break a sweat. MAYER That many...? JACK More when the headline's good. SARAH What makes a headline good? (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 30. * 38 CONTINUED: 38 JACK Catchy words -- like, uh, 'corpse' or 'maniac,' or, let's see, 'love nest' or 'nude' -- Sarah and David giggle; Esther looks shocked. JACK (embarrassed) 'Scuse the language there, uh, maybe I'm talkin' too much... MAYER (laughing) You talk fine, Jack -- Sarah, get that cake your mother's been hiding in the cabinet! ESTHER That's for your birthday tomorrow! MAYER I've had enough birthdays! This is a celebration! David leaps up to fetch silver; Sarah gets a luscious chocolate cake from a cabinet -- DAVID It's only the beginning -- the longer I work, the more I'll make -- MAYER You work only until I go back to the factory! Then you go back to school, like you promised. All activity stops, an awkward silence. Mayer looks at his bandaged hand. MAYER It will heal... they'll give me back my job... I'll make them... Jack sees how worried the family is. No one seems able to speak, then -- LES (in his sleep) 'Gimme all ya got, baby...' The family is shocked -- except for Jack and David, who sputter into laughter. The celebration is restored -- Jack digs into an enormous slab of cake, looking around at the smiling faces, for the moment feeling he belongs... )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 31. 39 EXT. OUTSIDE APARTMENT - FIRE ESCAPE - LATER 39 Jack and David talk; the family visible inside. JACK How'd your pop get hurt? DAVID The factory. An accident. (bitterly) He's no good to them anymore so they just fired him. He's got no union to protect him. Inside, Esther is singing a lullaby to Les; Mayer calls out to David. MAYER David? Time to come in now. Jack looks in at the warm family tableau: the lullaby, Sarah reading to Mayer. David, going in, sees his friend's expression. DAVID Why don't you stay here tonight...? JACK I got my own place... but thanks. * Your family's real nice, Dave. * (beat) * Like mine. * David nods, climbs in the window. * DAVID See you tomorrow. Carryin' the banner. JACK (smiles) Carryin' the banner. Jack watches as David rejoins the family inside, the warmth, the casual intimacy. He moves off, singing: SONG: "SANTE FE": 3:06 JACK SO THAT'S WHAT THEY CALL A FAMILY MOTHER, DAUGHTER; FATHER, SON GUESS THAT EVERYTHING YOU HEARD ABOUT IS TRUE (MORE) (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 32. 39 CONTINUED: 39 JACK (CONT'D) SO YOU AIN'T GOT ANY FAMILY WELL WHO SAID YOU NEEDED ONE AIN'T YOU GLAD NOBODY'S WAITING Jack starts down UP FOR YOU? the fire escape to the alley below. 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... 40 EXT. DAVID'S BUILDING - ALLEY - NIGHT 40 JACK AND I'M FREE LIKE THE WIND Still singing, LIKE I'M GONNA LIVE FOREVER Jack drops off the fire IT'S A FEELING TIME escape into the alley; CAN NEVER TAKE AWAY moves to the sidewalk ALL I NEED'S A FEW MORE DOLLARS and walks off. AND I'M OUTTA HERE TO STAY DREAMS COME TRUE YES, THEY DO IN SANTA FE 41 EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREETS - SAME TIME 41 Jack walks the streets, JACK past people cooling WHERE DOES IT SAY in the night air, YOU GOTTA LIVE AND DIE HERE? outside their hot WHERE DOES IT SAY tenements. 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 FUT'CHA EVEN AT 17 BREAKIN' YOUR BACK FOR SOMEONE ELSE'S SAKE IF THE LIFE DOESN'T SEEM TO SUIT YA (MORE) (CONTINUED) 4/19/91 CHERRY 33. 41 CONTINUED: 41 JACK (CONT'D) 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 GETTING ANY YOUNGER AND BEFORE MY DYING 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 Jack sees two cops FAMILY coming and instinc- AIN'T YA GLAD YOU AIN'T THAT tively hides in the WAY? shadows, finishing AIN'T YA GLAD YOU GOT A DREAM the song in the dark. CALLED SANTA FE...? 42 EXT. NEWSIES LODGING HOUSE - SAME NIGHT 42 Jack approaches the entrance as Racetrack comes down the sidewalk. JACK How'd it go at the track, Race? RACETRACK That hot tip I told you about? Nobody told the horse. They smile and continue into -- 43 INT. LODGING HOUSE - LOBBY - CONTINUOUS ACTION 43 Jack and Race pay Kloppman for the night. KLOPPMAN You missed your supper, boys. RACETRACK Then we didn't miss much, did we? * (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 34. * 43 CONTINUED: 43 JACK I ate, Mr. Kloppman, I... (sounds strange to say it) ... I was dinin' with a family. Race and Kloppman exchange looks as Jack moves on -- 44 OMITTED 44 44A INT. LODGING HOUSE - WASHROOM - CONTINUOUS ACTION 44A Jack enters the empty room and walks past a row of wash basins to the last one. He reaches beneath it, dislodges a brick and removes a small box. In the box is a tin Prince Albert Tobacco can -- Jack puts today's take inside it. Then he removes -- -- a photograph: faded, dog-eared. Against a Coney Island western backdrop, fake cactus, fake fence, a smiling man and woman beam down at a small boy in a cowboy hat -- it's Jack, about Les's age, with his parents. Jack sits hunched under the basin, alone, staring at it... 44B OMITTED 44B 45 INT. PULITZER'S OFFICE - NIGHT 45 Pulitzer in his shirt-sleeves glowers impatiently as a prim 1899-vintage numbers cruncher -- JONATHAN -- deliv- ers the bottom line with charts, graphs, etc. Seitz lounges, yawning. JONATHAN Actual income, as well as projected income, against actual operating costs, as well as projected operating costs, produce a reduced marginality of profit which in turn -- PULITZER Seitz! What in blazes is he talking about? SEITZ Says you need to make more money, Chief. (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 35. * 45 CONTINUED: 45 PULITZER Of course I need to make more money! But how do I make more money, you bloodless blot? JONATHAN (unflappable) I have several proposals. The first is to increase the paper's price -- PULITZER Then Hearst undersells me and I'm in the poorhouse. Brilliant. JONATHAN Not the customer price -- the price to the distribution apparatus. Exasperated, Pulitzer looks to Seitz for a translation. SEITZ You mean the Newsies...? Charge the Newsies more for their papers? Bad idea, Chief. JONATHAN Very well. My next proposal -- salary cuts, particularly those at the very top -- PULITZER Wait. What do the Newsies pay now -- fifty cents per hundred papers? If you raised it to sixty cents -- JONATHAN A mere tenth of a cent per paper -- PULITZER -- then that, multiplied by forty thousand papers a day, seven days a week -- well, it would pay some of the bills around here. SEITZ Chief, if you do this, every Newsie we got will head straight for Hearst. (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 36. 45 CONTINUED: (2) 45 PULITZER Not necessarily. As newspapermen, Hearst and I would cut each other's throats to get the best of the other. But as businessmen -- and gentlemen -- we often agree on ways to keep down certain operating costs. If I know Willie Hearst, he's going to wish he thought of this himself. SEITZ What about the other papers -- ? PULITZER If we do it, they'll all do it. It's only a tenth of a cent -- nobody gets hurt! It's good for the Newsies -- an incentive, make 'em work harder, sell more papers! Now get me Hearst on that contraption. Seitz sighs and reaches for the phone. 46 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - MORNING 46 Jack bounces into the square, still basking in the glow of last night. He looks up to the chalkboard and sees the headline: "BLOODY BEATINGS IN TROLLEY STRIKE!" He grins, gives the high-sign -- a very salable headline. He moves on to -- 46A EXT. LOADING DOCK/CIRCULATION WINDOW - MORNING 46A Something's wrong -- angry shouts, arms waving. Puzzled, Jack shoves through the angry Newsies to -- KID BLINK They jacked up the price! Ten cents a hunnerd -- I can eat two * days on ten cents! * SKITTERY * This'll bust me -- I'm barely * makin' a livin' now -- * BOOTSY * I'll be back sleepin' on * the streets -- * (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 37. * 46A CONTINUED: 46A MUSH It don't make no sense! All the money Pulitzer makes, why would he gouge us? Jack sees Weasel behind his window, grinning. JACK Awright, pipe down! Don't you see it's a gag? Just Weasel bein' a weasel. Joke's over, Wease. Gimme a hunnerd. He plops fifty cents on the counter. Weasel's grin gets weaselier as he slides it back. WEASEL Hunnerd'll cost ya sixty, Cowboy. JACK I ain't payin' no sixty -- WEASEL Then move outta the way -- JACK You bet -- I move right over to the Journal. RACETRACK It's the same at the Journal -- we checked -- it's the same everywhere! JACK Why the jack-up, Weasel? WEASEL Why not? It's a nice day. Why don't you ast Mr. Pulitzer? He whacks the bell with his cudgel; the Delanceys stir threateningly. WEASEL If you ain't buyin' papes, clear out! World employees only on this sida the gates. JACK It stinks here anyway -- let's go! He leads the angry Newsies out of the courtyard into -- 47 OMITTED 47 )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 38. 48 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - CONTINUOUS ACTION 48 The angry boys crowd around Jack. KID BLINK They can't do that to us -- RACETRACK They can do what they want -- it's their stinkin' paper -- BOOTS Ain't we got no rights -- ? CRUTCHY Sure -- we got the right to take it in the t'roat! RACETRACK It's a rigged deck -- why waste time kiddin' ourselves? They set the price, we gotta pay it -- MUSH We got no choice! So let's get our lousy papes while they still got some -- JACK Nobody's goin' anywhere -- they ain't gonna get away with this! EVERYBODY What can we do -- (etc.) LES Stop crowding him! Let him think! They back off, become quiet -- every eye on Jack as he thinks. And thinks again. And again. Finally -- RACETRACK (tentatively) Jack...? Ya still thinkin'... ? * Jack looks at him, then the others: his jaw set. JACK One thing for sure. If we don't sell papes, then nobody sells papes. Nobody comes through those gates 'til they put the price back where it was. (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 39. * 48 CONTINUED: 48 DAVID You mean like a strike...? JACK Yeah, a strike -- good idea, Dave. DAVID (alarmed) No, I didn't mean -- we can't strike, we're not a union -- JACK We go on strike, we're a union, right? Keep it comin', Dave -- Jack's moving across the square, everyone following, cheering, a momentum building. David moves with him -- DAVID (pleading) There's not enough of us -- maybe if we got every Newsie in New York -- JACK Yeah, we organize -- we get all the New York Newsies to join us! This is great, Dave, keep talkin' -- DAVID It's no joke! You saw what happened to those trolley workers -- JACK Another great idea! Any Newsie don't join with us, we soak 'im -- just like the trolley workers! DAVID Nooo! Stop and think, willya? You can't just rush everybody into this! The gang is cheering every word; Jack stops at the base of the Greeley statue, holds up his hands for quiet. JACK Dave's right again! We gotta think this through! Old man Pulitzer and Hearst and all them other rich geezers, they run this city. Do we really think a buncha streetrats like us would have a chance against people like them? (MORE) (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 40. * 48 CONTINUED: (2) 48 JACK (CONT'D) The choice has gotta be yours -- are we gonna just take what they give us? Or do we strike? The Newsies are silent, faltering, suddenly uncertain. Then a small figure steps forward and raises his fist: LES Strike! The boys explode -- a beat begins to build -- BOOTS Keep talkin', Jack -- tell us what to do -- Jack looks desperately at David: what do I say now? DAVID Uh... uh... Pulitzer and Hearst have to respect our rights -- JACK Pulitzer and Hearst have to respect the workin' boys of New York! (to David) Keep it comin' -- what else. DAVID Uh... they can't treat us like we don't exist... SONG: "THE WORLD WILL KNOW" APPROXIMATE TIME: 3:30. JACK PULITZER AND HEARST THEY THINK WE'RE NOTHING ARE WE NOTHING? NEWSIE NO! DAVID If we stick together like the trolley workers, they can't break us up. JACK PULITZER AND HEARST THEY THINK THEY GOT US DO THEY GOT US? NEWSIES NO! (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 41. 48 CONTINUED: (4) 48 DAVID It's like a union. The Newsboy's Union. Are we really a union...? JACK EVEN THOUGH WE AIN'T GOT HATS OR BADGES WE'RE A UNION JUST BY SAYING SO... AND THE WORLD WILL KNOW BOOTS What's to stop someone else from sellin' our papes? JACK We talk to 'em. RACETRACK Some of 'em don't hear so good. JACK Then we soak 'em. DAVID No! JACK WHAT'S IT GONNA TAKE TO STOP THE WAGONS? ARE WE READY? NEWSIES YEAH! DAVID No! We can't beat up kids in the street! It'll destroy what we're trying to do! JACK WHAT'S IT GONNA TAKE Jack's not listening now. TO STOP THE SCABBERS? CAN WE DO IT? NEWSIES YEAH! JACK WE'LL DO WHAT WE GOTTA DO UNTIL WE BREAK THE WILL OF MIGHTY BILL AND JOE (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 42. 48 CONTINUED: (5) 48 ALL * 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 BEEN HAWKIN' HEADLINES BUT WE'RE MAKIN' 'EM TODAY AND OUR RANKS WILL GROW Crutchy hobbles forward, raising his crutch. CRUTCHY AND WE'LL KICK THEIR REAR ALL * AND THE WORLD WILL KNOW THAT WE'VE BEEN... Jack jumps down from the statue. JACK ... HERE! * He jumps onto the back of a wagon. JACK WHEN THE CIRCULATION BELL Two wagonloads of nervous STARTS RINGING Newsies come through the WILL WE HEAR IT? gate. Some leap off and join the strikers -- most NEWSIES stay on the wagon. NO! JACK WHAT IF THE DELANCEYS COME OUT SWINGING WILL WE HEAR IT? NEWSIES NO! JACK WHEN YA GOT A HUNDRED VOICES SINGING, WHO CAN HEAR A LOUSY WHISTLE BLOW? EVERYBODY AND THE WORLD WILL KNOW Race, Mush and Kid Blink ALL * leap onto the wagon with THAT THIS AIN'T NO GAME baskets of rotten fruit. THAT WE GOT A TON OF ROTTEN singing as a trio. FRUIT AND PERFECT AIM. (MORE) (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 43. * 48 CONTINUED: (6) 48 ALL (CONT'D) Jack steps forward. SO THEY GAVE THEIR WORD Boots angrily throws a piece of rotten fruit toward The World Building. 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 Boots, apprehensive, looks up at Jack in the wagon. BOOTS AND OUR NAME IS MUD ALL AND THE STRIKE IS ON BOOTS AND I CAN'T STAND BLOOD ALL AND THE WORLD WILL... JACK Jack and the others jump PULITZER MAY OWN THE down from the wagon and with WORLD BUT HE DON'T OWN US! David and Les following, move across the square. ALL PULITZER MAY OWN THE WORLD BUT HE DON'T OWN US! JACK PULITZER MAY CRACK THE WHIP BUT HE WON'T WHIP US! The Newsies answer back. ALL PULITZER MAY CRACK THE WHIP BUT HE WON'T WHIP US! Crossing the square, as ALL they move towards the gates, AND THE WORLD WILL KNOW singing up to Pulitzer's AND THE WORLD WILL LEARN office in the dome at the AND THE WORLD WILL WONDER top of The World Building. HOW WE MADE THE TABLES TURN (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 44. 48 CONTINUED: (7) 48 ALL AND THE WORLD WILL SEE The Delanceys close the THAT WE HAD TO CHOOSE gates as Weasel glares out THAT THE THINGS WE DO TODAY from the dock. WILL BE TOMORROW'S NEWS ALL AND THE OLD WILL FALL The Newsies interlock arms AND THE YOUNG STAND TALL forming a chain of AND THE TIME IS NOW resistance and solidarity. AND THE WINDS WILL BLOW AND OUR RANKS WILL GROW AND GROW AND GROW AND SO THE WORLD WILL FEEL THE FIRE AND FIN'LLY KNOW! Jack, excited by his power, is in full charge now. JACK We gotta get word out to all the * Newsies in New York! I gotta have * some... whattaya call 'em -- DAVID Ambassadors. JACK Right! You guys gotta be embastards and tell 'em we're on strike! KID BLINK I'll take Harlem! RACETRACK I got mid-town! CRUTCHY The Bronx! MUSH I'll get da Bowery! JACK Bumlet, Specs, Skittery take Queens; Pie Eater and Snotty, the East side -- Snipeshooter, go with 'em; okay, who wants Brooklyn? Spot Conlon's territory? Suddenly they all look like they've got something else to do. JACK Whatsamatter? Scared of Brooklyn? (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 45. * 48 CONTINUED: (8) 48 BOOTS We ain't scared of Brooklyn. But Spot Conlon makes us a little nervous. JACK Well, he don't make me nervous. You and me, Boots, we take Brooklyn. Dave can keep us company. Okay, Dave? David looks up; Jack grins, challenging him. David comes right back at him. DAVID Sure. Right after you take our demands to Pulitzer. JACK (grin fades) Me? (looks up at the dome) To Pulitzer? DAVID (his turn to grin) You're the leader. Jack looks at the huge doors of the World Building, steeling himself. He starts for them, then has a thought -- beckons to Les, who runs to join him, thrilled. JACK Maybe the kid'll soften him up a little. Shouting encouragement, the Newsies clear a path as Jack and Les march up to the big doors. Jack pounds on them and there's a hush as everyone waits, watching -- including a handsome, well-dressed man in his thirties, BRYAN DENTON. The huge doors swing open like the mouth of a whale and Jack and Les disappear inside. The Newsies cheer. Denton moves next to David. DENTON What's going on? DAVID They're going in to present our demands to Pulitzer. DENTON What demands? (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 46. * 48 CONTINUED: (9) 48 DAVID The Newsies' demands. We're on strike. Denton looks around, a little amazed. He takes out a notebook. DENTON I'm Denton, New York Sun. What's your name? DAVID (suspicious) David... DENTON David. As in David and Goliath? (off at doors) You really think old man Pulitzer's going to listen to your demands? DAVID He has to. At that instant, the big doors swing open and Jack and Les are spat out like two seeds. JACK (yelling back) So's your ol' lady! Tell Pulitzer he needs an appointment with me! The doors slam shut; Denton scribbles, intrigued. 49 INT. NEWSPAPERMAN'S RESTAURANT - DAY 49 Jack, David and Les devour a tray of sandwiches as Denton takes notes. Newsmen at other tables glance over curiously as Jack holds forth. JACK (a mouthful) -- So this snooty mug is sayin', 'You cawn't see Mr. Pulitzer, no one sees Mr. Pulitzer' -- real hoity-toity, you know the type -- LES (also a mouthful) Real hoity-toity -- (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 47. * 49 CONTINUED: 49 JACK -- So I says, 'I ain't in the habit of transactin' business with no office boy -- tell him Jack Kelly is here to see him now.' LES That's when they threw us out. DENTON Doesn't it scare you going up against the most powerful man in New York? JACK (bravado) Yeah, lookit me, I'm tremblin'. Denton smiles, closes his notebook. Gets up, handing David a card. DENTON Keep me informed -- I want to know everything that happens. DAVID Are we really an important story...? DENTON What's important? A year ago I covered the war in Cuba -- charging up San Juan Hill with Colonel Teddy Roosevelt. A very important story. Now it doesn't seem so important -- except Teddy's our governor and probably on his way to the White House. Is the Newsies' strike important? It all depends on you. JACK (stopping him) My name really gonna be in the papers? DENTON Any objections? JACK Not as long as you get it right -- Kelly, Jack Kelly. And, Denton? No pictures. Denton smiles and shrugs. David suspects Jack's thinking of Snyder. )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 47A. * 50 EXT. BROOKLYN BRIDGE (MATTE SHOT - BROOKLYN SIDE) - DAWN 50 Jack, David, Boots are walking as we WIDEN OUT to reveal the magnificent bridge against a dawn sky. They all seem a little nervous. DAVID I've never been to Brooklyn -- have you guys? BOOTS Spent a month there one night. DAVID This Spot Conlon... is he really as bad as they say...? Jack and Boots look at each other and laugh; they keep laughing as they walk along -- DAVID I say something funny? Come on, tell me -- he bad or not? What's the joke? Tell me, willya? (Etc.) We KEEP WIDENING as the figures get smaller and Jack and Boots keep laughing and David keeps asking about Spot... 4/8/91 YELLOW 48. * 51 OMITTED 51 thru thru 54 54 55 EXT. BROOKLYN WATERFRONT - DAY 55 On a rotted and collapsing pier is a battered sign: "BROOKLYN EXCURSIONS - CLOSED." Hunched under the pier is a tough kid playing a harmonica, his eyes fixed on -- -- Jack, Boots, David as they cautiously approach through the no-man's land of mud and junk. Boys appear like hostile Indians -- behind them, to the side of them, in front of them -- silently escorting them under the pier. David looks very nervous as they are halted, and the harmonica plays a signal, then stops abruptly. From behind some rotting timbers steps a freckled gnome. He looks them up and down, then grins. He is SPOT CONLON. SPOT If it ain't Jack be nimble, Jack be quick. Jack meets his challenging grin with one of his own. JACK You're movin' up in the world, Spot -- got a ocean view and everything. Spot and Jack exchange "heh-hehs." David's getting more nervous. SPOT So I'm hearin' things from little birdies in Harlem and Queens and all over. They're chirpin' in my ear: 'Jackie-boy's Newsies are playin' like they're goin' on strike -- ' DAVID (blurting) We're not playing -- we are on strike -- it's -- Spot's eyes click like switchblades in David's direction -- so do his henchmen's. SPOT What's this, Jackie boy? Some kind of walkin' mouth? (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 49. * 55 CONTINUED: 55 JACK (unintimidated) It's a mouth with a brain -- and if you got half-a-one you'll listen. Tell 'im, Davey. David looks at Jack wide-eyed: "Me?" Scared to death, he starts -- as Spot's henchmen begin circling him like jackals. DAVID Uh... we started the strike but... we can't do it alone, so... we've been talkin' to Newsies all over the city... SPOT So they told me. And what did they tell you? David looks nervously at the circling henchmen. DAVID That... they're all waiting to see what Spot Conlon does. That you're the key... (as Spot puffs himself up; David sees an opening) That Spot Conlon is the most respected and... famous... newsie in New York... and probably everywhere else... Spot signals the henchmen to stop circling; waits for more, lapping it up. DAVID And... if Spot Conlon joins the strike, they'll join and we'll be unstoppable so you gotta join and ... well... you gotta... He trails off. Spot nods, turns to Jack. SPOT You're right. Brains. (hardens) But I got brains, too -- and more than half-a-one. How do I know you punks won't run the first time some goon comes atcha with a club? How do I know you're in it to win? (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 50. * 55 CONTINUED: (2) 55 JACK 'Cause I'm tellin' you. SPOT Not good enough, Jackie-boy. You gotta show me. He turns and walks away. David and Boots exhale in relief -- but Jack suddenly grabs a rope hanging from the wharf and swings in front of Spot. JACK Maybe you lost your guts, Spotty- boy -- (as Spot freezes) -- or maybe you traded 'em to some chicken for that beak of yours. (in Spot's face) Maybe you gotta show me you ain't afraid to join the strike. Murder's in the air: David and Boots are paralyzed; the henchmen are ready to explode. Spot's eyes are locked on Jack's for an excruciating moment -- then Spot grins. SPOT Nice try, pal. But that's just what I'm talkin' about. (serious) Show me this strike ain't just some kids do-or-dare, then we'll talk. 56 OMITTED 56 thru thru 58 58 59 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - AFTERNOON (SAME DAY) 59 With a bucket of red paint, Crutchy paints a portrait of Pulitzer on an old bedsheet. Around him, Newsies roll hoops, play marbles, tag, leap-frog, etc. Looks like more of a holiday than a strike. Jack, David, Boots return from Brooklyn. RACETRACK So where's Spot Conlon? Jack looks disgustedly at the activity. (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 51. 59 CONTINUED: 59 JACK He was concerned about us bein' serious -- you imagine that? Some Newsies gather around, concerned. KID BLINK Without Spot and the others, there ain't enough of us... MUSH Maybe we're movin' too soon, maybe we ain't ready -- SKITTERY Definitely should put this off a coupla days, definitely -- PIE EATER Hey, Jack -- you ready? I'm ready! He's swinging a picket sign. JACK At least somebody's got the right idea. PIE EATER Who else is ready for stick-ball? He tears the sign off the stick and swings it like a bat. JACK Who we kiddin' here. Spot was right. Just a game to these guys... CRUTCHY Hey, Jack -- get a loada this! He's waving the bedsheet with the scowling devil-mask of "Joe P" painted on it. Jack smiles as Crutchy parades with the banner, the other Newsies begin to notice. Across the square, Denton lounges with his notebook, * studying the Newsies as if he, too, were concerned about * how serious they are. * David watches Crutchy parading with the bedsheet; other * Newsies put aside their marbles, hoops, etc., and watch. * Sensing a moment, David moves among them, beginning to * sing: (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 52. 59 CONTINUED: (2) 59 SONG: "SEIZE THE DAY" DAVID OPEN THE GATES AND SEIZE THE DAY As David sings, DON'T BE AFRAID AND DON'T DELAY the others join in. NOTHING CAN BREAK US They stand waiting, NO ONE CAN MAKE US arms interlocked, as GIVE OUR RIGHTS AWAY the gates begin to ARISE AND SEIZE THE DAY * open... DAVID NOW IS THE TIME GROUP TO SEIZE THE DAY NOW IS THE TIME TO SEIZE THE DAY DAVID SEND OUT THE CALL GROUP AND JOIN THE FRAY SEND OUT THE CALL AND JOIN THE FRAY DAVID WRONGS WILL BE RIGHTED IF WE'RE UNITED ALL LET US SEIZE THE DAY DAVID FRIENDS OF THE FRIENDLESS SEIZE THE DAY GROUP FRIENDS OF THE FRIENDLESS SEIZE THE DAY DAVID RAISE UP THE TORCH AND LIGHT THE WAY GROUP RAISE UP THE TORCH AND LIGHT THE WAY ALL * PROUD AND DEFIANT WE'LL SLAY THE GIANT LET US SEIZE THE DAY NEIGHBOR TO NEIGHBOR FATHER TO SON ONE FOR ALL AND ALL FOR ONE NEWSIE GROUP #1 * OPEN THE GATES AND SEIZE THE DAY NEWSIE GROUP #2 * OPEN THE GATES AND SEIZE THE DAY (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 53. 59 CONTINUED: (3) 59 NEWSIE GROUP #1 * DON'T BE AFRAID AND DON'T DELAY NEWSIE GROUP #2 * DON'T BE AFRAID AND DON'T DELAY NEWSIE GROUP #1 * NOTHING CAN BREAK US NO ONE CAN MAKE US GIVE OUR RIGHTS AWAY ALL * NEIGHBOR TO NEIGHBOR FATHER TO SON ONE FOR ALL AND ALL FOR ONE 59A EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE/GATES - DAY 59A MUSIC CONTINUES as the gates swing open and wagons loaded with papers, followed by the nervous non-striking Newsies, are revealed. Weasel and the Delanceys carry * clubs... * -- Jack signals and Boots, Race and the boys loose a volley of rotten fruit -- With a shrill cry, the Newsies * rush into the courtyard and leap onto the wagons -- * Denton watches nearby, writing it all down. David moves among the ranks of terrified non-striking Newsies, exhorting them -- DAVID Throw down your papers! Join the strike! (Etc.) Many of them do -- ripping up their papers, shouting -- -- The Delanceys slog through a storm of rotten fruit; cornering some Newsies by the wagons. They're raising their clubs when -- -- Paint begins to dribble onto their heads -- they look up and the whole bucket is dumped in their faces by Crutchy. They lunge for him, dripping -- he ducks away, poking at them with his crutch -- -- Jack and the others toss bundle after bundle of papers from the wagons -- they're torn to shreds, tossed in the air -- a blizzard of newsprint and then: SHRILL POLICE WHISTLES -- (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 54. * 59A CONTINUED: 59A JACK Cheezit -- the bulls! The Newsies scatter through the snowstorm of paper as three mounted policemen gallop into the square -- Crutchy, hobbling as fast as he can, falls -- a large hand snatches him up -- Morris, grinning through the paint. But no one notices as -- The Newsies leap, cheering in triumph, through the drift- ing shreds of paper, as they vanish in all directions -- 59B INT. PULITZER'S OFFICE - MORNING 59B He stands at the window with Seitz. Weasel hovers nearby, awestruck in the presence of Pulitzer. SEITZ I don't think they're just going to go away, Chief. WEASEL Just give me the means, Mr. Pulitzer. I'll take care of them for you. Pulitzer turns his godlike gaze on Weasel, who seems to shrink slightly. Pulitzer studies him a moment. PULITZER (to Seitz) Give him whatever 'means' he requires, I want this nuisance over and done with. He looks back down at the square, where Crutchy's crude portrait of him, lying crumpled on the pavement, stares back at him. 60 OMITTED 60 thru thru 63 63 64 EXT. HOUSE OF REFUGE - NIGHT 64 A dark cheerless building looming over an empty street. INTO FRAME step Jack and David, Jack with a rope. JACK The House of Refuge... my home- sweet-home... (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 54A. 64 CONTINUED: (A1) 64 He crouch-runs across the street David following nervously. DAVID How can you be sure they sent Crutchy here? (CONTINUED) GREEN 4/10/91 55. * 64 CONTINUED: 64 JACK How can I be sure the Delanceys stink -- 'cause that's how things work. An orphan gets arrested, Snyder gets him sent here to be 'rehabilitated' -- (lassos a chimneypot on the roof) -- the more kids in the Refuge, the more money the city sends to take care of 'em, and the more Snyder can steal. (starts climbing) He's here alright. David, looking around nervously, starts climbing after him. 64A EXT. HOUSE OF REFUGE - ROOF - NIGHT 64A Jack and David creep along above some large barred windows. Jack loops the rope around his waist, swings over the edge -- 65 EXT./INT. HOUSE OF REFUGE/BUNKROOM - NIGHT 65 David watches from the roof as Jack taps on a window. An inmate, TENPIN, 9, looks up and grins. TENPIN Cowboy! Ya miss the joint? JACK Whattayasay, Tenpin. You got a new guy, Crutchy -- TENPIN The gimp? I'll get him for ya. Jack takes a railroad spike from his belt and begins prying at the bars, talking conversationally up to David who's terrified someone's going to hear them. JACK That's Tenpin -- s'posed to get out last Christmas but Snyder keeps tackin' more time on his sentence -- DAVID (shushing frantically) Be quiet -- they'll hear you --! (CONTINUED) GREEN 4/10/91 56. * 65 CONTINUED: 65 Crutchy appears, grinning at Jack dangling on the rope. CRUTCHY Hey, whattaya hangin' around here for? That Dave up there? Hiya, Dave! David pleads for silence. Jack pries at the bars. JACK Go get your hat, Crutch -- kiss Snyder good-bye. CRUTCHY (evasively) Yeah... hey, shoulda seen me in court today -- old Judge Movealong Monahan hisself! Took him two minutes to move me along to Snyder for 'my own good.' JACK Later, Crutchy -- get your stuff. Crutchy stops Jack's hand prying at the bars. CRUTCHY Listen, Jack... truth is, I ain't walkin' so good. Oscar and Morris kinda worked me over a little... JACK They hurt you...? Don't worry, we'll carry you -- CRUTCHY (vehemantly) I don't want nobody carryin' me -- never! Jack looks up: Crutchy's eyes flash with pride. Then he smiles, softens. CRUTCHY It ain't so bad here. Get three squares, sorta, and there's some swell fellas... (up to David) They still talk about how Jack rode outta here on that coach! (CONTINUED) GREEN 4/10/91 57. * 65 CONTINUED: 65 DAVID (sighs; resigned) Teddy Roosevelt's. Right? CRUTCHY You already heard the story. DAVID You mean it's true --? Crutchy hears something and quickly shushes them: Jack disappears from the window; Crutchy slumps into a bunk and pretends to sleep -- just as Snyder comes into the room. Utter silence -- -- except for Snyder's FOOTSTEPS as he walks slowly down the aisle between the bunks. He stops at the window, his back to it. Crutchy sneaks open his eyes to see -- -- Jack, behind Snyder, swinging past the window, arms stretched in a balletic arabesque -- -- Crutchy struggles not to laugh; Tenpin and some others see what's going on. They all fight laughter as -- -- Jack swings back and forth behind Snyder, striking difference poses as he passes the window: the breast stroke, running on air, a bird with flapping wings... -- From the roof, David looks down in disbelief: then smiles -- nothing Jack does would surprise him any more. -- Snyder glares suspiciously at the boys, sensing something is going on. Behind him, Jack floats past as an angel -- Snyder wheels around, looks -- -- but the window is empty. Puzzled, he walks out of the room. The instant he's gone, the boys explode in stifled laughter. We MOVE IN ON Crutchy as he laughs until the tears come... 65A EXT. NEARBY STREET - NIGHT (LATER) 65A Jack and David move down the deserted street. JACK Crutchy won't last in there... I seen stronger guys than him not make it. (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 58. * 65A CONTINUED: 65A DAVID Did you really escape in Teddy Roosevelt's coach? JACK Not in it. On it. DAVID What was he doing at the Refuge? JACK Runnin' for governor. Showin' his concern, like all pols during elections. DAVID Teddy's not like other politicians. He's the biggest hero in the country. JACK Anyway, he's there. I see his fancy coach waitin' for 'im, so I sneaks on top of it. Teddy gets in and he's wavin' goodbye, and all the guys are wavin' goodbye, and Snyder's wavin' -- 'Good-byeeee, Colonel Roosevelt!' So just as we're goin' out the gate, I stands up and -- (waves) 'Good-byeee, Warden Snyder!' It was in the papes and everything. DAVID (laughs; then) He's governor now. I don't understand how he could see that place and not do anything -- JACK He only seen what Snyder wanted him to -- good food, everything the city pays for that Snyder usually steals. DAVID I'll bet if he just knew -- I mean, he's a hero -- JACK Last year he was a hero. This year he's a politician. )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 58A. 66 OMITTED 66 thru thru 69 69 70 EXT. WORLD COURTYARD - EARLY MORNING 70 Weasel moves down a line of frightened young scab newsies clutching their papers. He stops in front of -- -- a burly THUG, 20s, and behind him two dozen more, all clutching newspapers. WEASEL Okay, 'newsies' -- you check the funny papers this morning? The Thugs unfold their paper -- inside are clubs, chains, brass knuckles, saps. In the distance, we hear MUSIC BEGIN: the marching pulse of the strike anthem... (CONTINUED) GREEN 4/10/91 59. 70 CONTINUED: 70 THUG #1 Before we bust faces, we want our * money. Weasel puts money in their hands as they file past. The * MUSIC is BUILDING and -- * 71 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - MORNING 71 SONG: SEIZE THE DAY explodes into full energy as Jack and David lead the Newsies across the square towards the gates. THE NEWSIES OPEN THE GATES AND SEIZE THE DAY DON'T BE AFRAID AND DON'T DELAY NOTHING CAN BREAK US NO ONE CAN MAKE US GIVE OUR RIGHTS AWAY ARISE AND SEIZE THE DAY! As the Newsies converge on the gates -- 72 EXT. GATES - MORNING 72 The gates swing open and the young scab newsies file nervously out -- cannon fodder -- as our Newsies line up and wait for them. David leads a chant -- DAVID Join us! Join us! etc. Some of the scabs decide fast -- they throw down their papers and run to the Newsies where they're welcomed with cheers and handshakes -- but then -- JACK (sees something) Look out -- ! A WAGON is ROARING out of the gates full-speed -- barrel- * ling towards the line of Newsies -- * -- the Newsies scatter -- the line breaks as the WAGON ROARS through, and right behind it is -- -- the army of Thugs, charging through the gates with clubs and chains waving -- (CONTINUED) GREEN 4/10/91 60. * 72 CONTINUED: 72 -- dozens of scattered battles break out as the Newsies fight back as best they can -- Denton watches at the edge of the square -- nearby him are six POLICEMEN, also watching, doing nothing. DENTON Why don't you stop this -- ? COP (POLICEMAN) (looks at him coldly) You better move along, mister... Denton turns, picks up something -- a large camera and tripod. He moves off quickly -- -- scattered skirmishes all over the square -- clubs swing, fists flail -- the Thugs move the Newsies back, trying to box them in -- -- Weasel and the Delanceys, backed up by other Thugs, are forcing Jack, David, Race, Mush, Boots and Blink into a tight circle. The boys fight back as best they can, dodging the brutal clubs and saps. As the circle tightens, Weasel's eyes are gleaming with gloat -- WEASEL Strike's over, boys. Something seems to sting him in the neck -- he slaps at it as if at a mosquito. Then other Thugs begin slapping -- all over the square, Thugs are slapping and looking around in puzzlement -- then -- -- the BELL CLANGS as it's hit by a good-sized stone. Jack looks up as David points excitedly to the roofs where -- -- It's Brooklyn to the rescue: Spot Conlon's gang is pelting the Thugs with volleys from their slingshots -- and Spot himself is swinging through the air on a chain hoist into the square. He grins as Jack runs up -- SPOT So, ya showed me! Now I'll show you what Brooklyn can do --! The Thugs retreat from the merciless slingshots -- Jack rallies his Newsies and leads a screaming charge as the Thugs hurry behind the gates, closing them. Jack and Spot spit in their palms, shake hands as -- (CONTINUED) GREEN 4/10/91 61/62. 72 CONTINUED: (2) 72 * MUSICAL REPRISE: "SEIZE THE DAY" begins again; jubilant, victorious -- SKITTERY NOW IS THE TIME TO Jack leaps on a loose horse, pulls David up ALL and they lead an impromptu SEIZE THE DAY victory parade. RACETRACK The police fade away; SEND OUT THE CALL AND Spectators who have watched it all begin to ALL applaud. Many throw SEIZE THE DAY coins, bills, or show other signs of support... BUMLETS WRONGS WILL BE RIGHTED ALL SEIZE THE DAY PIE EATER WHEN WE'RE UNITED ALL SEIZE THE DAY SEIZE THE DAY SEIZE THE DAY SEIZE THE DAY SEIZE THE DAY SEIZE THE DAY SEIZE THE DAY SEIZE THE DAY 73 OMITTED 73 74 EXT. ROOFTOP OVERLOOKING SQUARE -- DAY 74 Denton flashes a photo as MUSIC ENDS and we see -- 75 INT. SUN - PRESS ROOM - DAY 75 The front page of The Sun SPINS OFF the press -- a big headline: "THE CHILDREN'S CRUSADE" and a large picture of the Newsies, with Jack very prominent. We hear EXCITED CHEERING as we GO TO -- 76 INT. NEWSPAPERMEN'S RESTAURANT - DAY 76 A boisterous and happy celebration as dozens of Newsies snatch copies of The Sun from Denton as he passes them out -- (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 62A. 76 CONTINUED: 76 -- Waiters bring trays of sasparilla and cold cuts -- everybody talks at once -- * RACETRACK Lookit this -- just lookit this, willya -- ? SPOT Where's me pitch'a? Where's me pitch'a? BOOTS All them words -- are they all about us -- ? MUSH Lookit Jack -- he looks like a general or sumpin'! SPOT Where's me name? Where's it say me name? DAVID Listen! Listen up, everybody -- ! (reads) 'Like a small but rising storm, the infant newsboys' union continues to gather force -- ' Loud cheers. MUSH Hey, ya write sweet, Denton -- real sweet. Denton smiles; Jack is in the center, trying to keep cool. DAVID (reading) 'Their leader is a child of the New York streets with a red bandana and a golden tongue, Jack Kelly -- ' JACK Where's it say that...? SPOT Stop t'inkin' about yaself and let 'im read! (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 63. 76 CONTINUED: 76 DAVID (reading) 'The latest clash demonstrates that the publishers might do well to reconsider their strategy of just waiting out the strike -- ' (to Denton) * That's their plan? To just wait us out? (CONTINUED) GREEN 4/10/91 64. 76 CONTINUED: (2) 76 DENTON You're kids. They think you'll get tired, or bored, or maybe just too hungry. And with my colleagues on the other dailies not allowed to cover you -- He looks pointedly at a group of reporters leaving the restaurant, shame-facedly averting their eyes. DENTON -- They can just ignore you until you go away. JACK We ain't goin' away. We'll never go away. DAVID That's what we gotta show 'em -- we gotta do somethin' they can't ignore, somethin' big -- JACK We'll do it up big, all right -- We'll show 'em we ain't tired, or * bored, and the hungrier we get, the more we fight -- (as Denton starts writing) We'll have a rally -- every Newsie * in New York -- and we're gonna send * a message: there's a lot of us and we ain't goin' away -- we'll keep fightin' until doomsday if it means gettin' what's ours! His eloquence is spellbinding; the Newsies are silent, looking at him with new respect. Then, from somewhere, there is a smattering of APPLAUSE. They look to see -- -- At the door, the group of reporters applauding -- guilty applause maybe, but still applause. One of them takes a dollar and puts it in the box marked NEWSIES STRIKE FUND -- another follows suit, then another, and another... Jack and the Newsies watch -- then Jack begins to applaud the reporters. The Newsies join in, clapping, whistling, as the reporters hurry out, feeling a little better about themselves. )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 65. 77 INT. HOUSE OF REFUGE - SNYDER'S OFFICE - DAY 77 SNYDER pops a messy eclair in his mouth -- from a large platter of them -- as he glances at the New York Sun. Crutchy, with a featherduster, is eyeing the eclairs when he sees the picture in the Sun. CRUTCHY That's Jack -- ! Hey, he looks just like hisself! Snyder looks at the picture: instant recognition. SNYDER You know this boy...? CRUTCHY Him? Nah. SNYDER (smarmy smile) You have a famous friend, this 'Jack.'... Do you know where he lives...? CRUTCHY I never seen the guy, honest. (hits his head with his palm) This brain of mine, always makin' mistakes. Got a mind of its own. He hobbles out quickly. Snyder looks at him, eyes narrowing. 78 OMITTED 78 thru thru 90 90 90A INT. IRVING HALL - WINGS - DAY 90A A juggler struggles on stage. Medda, waiting to go on, checks her makeup as Jack and David talk to her. MEDDA Darlings, I love you -- I wish * you luck on your rally, I am behind * you one hundred percent. But I'm not running a union hall here -- this is a theater, a temple of art. And well-known money pit. JACK We got money, Medda. Some, anyway. (CONTINUED) )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 66. * 90A CONTINUED: 90A David sees him take money out of the Prince Albert can. DAVID We'll take a collection at the door. We'll pay whatever you ask. MEDDA It's not the money. I depend on the papers. They write good things about me, the customers flock here like sheep. They give me the pan, I'm the one who gets sheared. DAVID You're afraid of them, too... JACK Medda's gotta look out for herself same as anybody. We'll find another place. DAVID How can they make a whole city afraid? We're the ones putting our necks on the line -- all we need is for somebody to have the guts to stand up and show them we're not alone! MEDDA They have the power to destroy people... DAVID They can't destroy you if you fight them -- only if you let them own you! MEDDA (softly) You are so young... She looks back out at the stage; Jack pulls David away. Then -- MEDDA Got to be on Monday night. I'm dark on Monday nights. Jack looks at her, smiles. He tries to put his money in her hand: she refuses it. (CONTINUED) )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 66A. 90A CONTINUED: (2) 90A JACK Take it, Medda. Please...? * (as she does, * reluctantly) * Thanks. * MEDDA Don't thank me. Thank Mr. Wisenheimer Guilt-maker of 1899 there. She winks at David and moves off to the stage. Stricken * to the core, David watches her begin to sing. * )O( 4/25/91 GREY 67. * 91 INT. NEWSIES' LODGING HOUSE - NIGHT 91 Mush painstakingly charcoals "NEWSIES RALLY -- IRVING HALL" on a piece of cardboard. Newsies are scattered in the lobby making handbills, signs, posters. Kloppman comes in and stops short, seeing a dark figure at his counter, going through his register. KLOPPMAN Can I help you? The figure turns -- Snyder smiles his smarmy smile. SNYDER Do you have a 'Jack Kelly' registered here? I wish to see him. The boys look up, alert. Kloppman dislikes Snyder on sight. KLOPPMAN 'Jack Kelly...?' Any of you boys know a 'Jack Kelly'? SNIPESHOOTER Unusual name for these parts. SKITTERY I knew a Jack somebody once. Prob'ly not the same guy. RACETRACK You mean Jack Kelly -- ? Behind Snyder, they see Jack bouncing in the front door. Racetrack tries to signal him -- RACETRACK -- He was here but he put an egg in his shoe and beat it. Jack sees Snyder -- but instead of running back out the door, he can't resist mocking him behind his back. The Newsies snicker; Kloppman is dying. SNYDER I have reason to believe he's an escaped prisoner. Possibly dangerous. KLOPPMAN Oh, dear me... dangerous? My files are in the rear -- this way, please. (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 68. * 91 CONTINUED: 91 He tries to move Snyder away, silently imploring Jack to go -- but Jack takes his time, picks up a leaflet, elabo- rately approves it, pockets it and strolls out, blowing good night kisses. The Newsies crack up -- Snyder wheels around suspiciously. Racetrack thrusts a leaflet in his face. RACETRACK (palm extended) Give to the Newsies strike fund, mista? Snyder tries to look around the leaflet -- then it catches his eye: "RALLY AGAINST PULITZER." He takes it thoughtfully, making a connection. Smiling dangerously, he digs out a penny and drops it in the surprised Racetrack's hand. 92 OMITTED 92 & & 93 93 94 EXT. DAVID'S BUILDING - FIRE ESCAPE - EARLY MORNING 94 The orange glow of a sunrise is reflected in the window. Sarah appears inside, in a modest nightgown. She opens the window and breathes in the morning air. Then she sees Jack hunched against the wall on the fire escape, shivering. SARAH (startled) Did you sleep there? Why didn't you wake us up? JACK Didn't wanna disturb nobody... anyway, it's like the Waldorf out here... great view, cool air -- She glances back in the apartment. SARAH Go up on the roof. She pops back inside. He shrugs, climbs onto -- 95 EXT. ROOF - MORNING 95 Jack stretches, shadow-boxes: something crackles in his pocket -- the rally leaflet. (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 69. * 95 CONTINUED: 95 He's looking at it thoughtfully as Sarah climbs up behind him in a shawl, with a bundle. She sees the leaflet. SARAH It's all getting so big. The family's very worried about the boys. And you, too. JACK Your mom and pop are worried about me...? SARAH (shyly) The whole family... She unfolds the bundle to reveal a breakfast of bread and milk. He digs in hungrily. SARAH David says you're moving away when the strike's over. To Santa Fe. I've never been out of the city. JACK (chewing) You'd like it out there -- they got this big yellow desert and the air's real blue, see, from the sky, and the sun, it's bigger out there. SARAH (smiles) It's the same sun as here. JACK No. No, it ain't... (beat) Not that I been there or nothin'. SARAH Guess your parents wrote you about it. Bet you can't wait to see them again. JACK (looks away) Sure... big family reunion. Soon's I get the dough for train fare. SARAH David said you spent all your money to rent the theater. (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 69A. * 95 CONTINUED: (2) 95 JACK Sounds like you and Dave don't do nothin' but talk about me. SARAH We do not. JACK Not that I blame you -- me bein' such an interestin' guy and all -- SARAH (smiles) Are you...? They're smiling, their faces close; for an instant, a kiss seems inevitable. But suddenly a gust of wind catches the leaflet and sails it off the rooftop. Jack lunges for it -- knocking over the milk, squashing the bread with his elbow. He looks up at her sheepishly. JACK What'd I tell ya -- interestin', right? Sarah giggles. The leaflet gyrates in the wind as we GO TO -- 96 INT. PULITZER'S OFFICE - DAY 96 Another leaflet reading "RALLY AGAINST PULITZER" (the one Snyder took at Kloppman's) is in Pulitzer's hands as he listens to MAYOR VAN WYCK, very nervous. Nearby is POLICE CHIEF DEVERY. MAYOR (sweating) Of course the city is very concerned that this, uh, event doesn't get out of hand, but... Chief? CHIEF We can't just charge in and break it up, Mr. Pulitzer -- we got no legal cause. Pulitzer looks as if he knows something they don't. (CONTINUED) PINK 3/28/91 70. 96 CONTINUED: 96 PULITZER Would the fact that this rally is organized by an escaped criminal be cause enough, Mayor? MAYOR An escaped criminal...? PULITZER A fugitive from one of your prisons, Mayor -- a convicted thief who's been at large for some time under the alias of 'Jack Kelly.' His real name is...? Snyder slinks out of a corner, humble in such august company. SNYDER Sullivan, Your Honor -- Francis Sullivan. I would have caught him before now but -- PULITZER You know Warden Snyder, don't you, Mayor? I believe you appointed him. The Mayor nods ruefully; not one of his best appoint- ments. MAYOR If this boy is a fugitive, then the chief can quietly arrest him and -- PULITZER Not quietly -- I want an example made. I want this rabble he's roused to see what happens to those who dare to -- well, they should see justice in action. MAYOR Arrest him at the rally? But... PULITZER By the way, Mayor, I'm having a few friends for cards that night -- newspaper friends, Willie Hearst, Gordon Bennett. Perhaps you'll join us -- we can talk about the coming election. (CONTINUED) 4/19/91 CHERRY 71. * 96 CONTINUED: (2) 96 MAYOR (too eager) I'd be honored... thank you. Pulitzer dismisses them and they start out, Snyder oozing backwards, the Mayor now all business with Chief Devery. MAYOR Chief, when you arrest this Kelly, you'd better go in force -- in case some of his misguided friends should start any trouble. As they go, Pulitzer picks up his magnifying glass and examines the leaflet. We CUT AWAY as he stares through the glass so he seems to be looking at -- 97 OMITTED 97 & & 98 98 99 EXT. IRVING HALL - BOOTS' EXCITED FACE - NIGHT 99 Boots FILLS the SCREEN as he shouts -- BOOTS Extry, extry -- Newsies take Noo Yawk! Swarms of excited Newsies engulf Boots as he pretends to hawk the imaginary headline. They cascade toward the entrance where Jack and David shake hands, slap backs as they flow past. Kloppman goes past, then Denton. Sarah and Les are nearby. JACK Hey, Denton -- sit down front! You're the guest of honor! DENTON (shakes his head) I'm working press tonight. (looks around) The only working press. As usual. DAVID As long as you keep writing about us, they're gonna know we exist. 99A INT. THEATER 99A Boys swarm into the seats, filling the theater -- down front, the pit band plays a spirited tune. 4/19/91 CHERRY 72. 100 OMITTED 100 101 INT. PULITZER'S MANSION - NIGHT (SUDDEN SILENCE) 101 * as a butler passes cigars in a silver humidor to five men in formal clothes around a table as Pulitzer breaks the seal on a deck of cards. The Mayor is next to him. The room is cavernous, austere. PULITZER You know the boys, Mayor -- Mr. Bennett of The Tribune, Mr. Taylor of The Times, of course you know Mr. Hearst -- and this is a new member of our little group, Mr. Gammon, who just came back from Europe... GAMMON, a portly fop in muttonchops, shakes the Mayor's hand. PULITZER * Mr. Gammon owns The New York Sun. * They all light cigars as Pulitzer begins to deal. 102 OMITTED 102 103 INT. IRVING HALL - NIGHT 103 The place is packed. The band plays and a thundering * cheer goes up as Jack, David, and Spot Conlon leap on the stage. Jack raises his hand and the noise subsides, the band stops. Everybody looks at Jack -- expectant silence. He lets it build for a moment, then -- JACK Carryin' the banner! AUDIENCE (a roar) Carryin' the banner! The noise threatens to blow the roof off the theater as we see -- 104 OMITTED 104 & & 105 105 4/19/91 CHERRY 73. * 105A EXT. NEARBY STREET - NIGHT 105A A column of mounted police clip-clop down the cobble- stones. The CHEERING from the theater, blocks away, is FAINT in the night air... 106 INT. IRVING HALL - NIGHT 106 The noise subsides and Jack speaks. JACK We come a long way but we ain't there yet -- and maybe it's only gonna get tougher from now on! That means we get tougher too -- (as a huge roar goes up) -- it also means we get smarter! That's why we're gonna listen to my pal David and stop soakin' the scabs -- SEVERAL IN CROWD No! They asked for it -- etc. RACETRACK Whatta we s'pose to do -- kiss 'em? JACK I personally wouldn't go that far, Race. SPOT (jumping up) Any scab I see, I soak 'em -- period! DAVID That's just what they want you to do -- so they can say we're just thugs -- SPOT I don't care what they say -- some of us ain't made to just take it! I say anybody hurts us, we hurts them worst! Who's with me? A large faction roars in agreement; arguments break out as -- BY ENTRANCE DOORS Sarah stands next to Denton and Kloppman. Behind them, the door cracks and in slides Snyder. Kloppman sees him and whispers urgently to Denton, who starts moving after him. (CONTINUED) )T( 5/15/91 GREEN (2) 74. 106 CONTINUED: 106 BACK TO SCENE Loud voices, fists starting to fly, chaos -- JACK That's right -- start fightin' each other! Prove what the big shots say is true -- we're street rats with no brains and no respect for nothin' -- includin' ourselves! (as they quieten) Here's how it is: we don't stick together, we're nothin'. We don't trust each other, we're nothin'. We don't act together, we're nothin' -- and we might as well go back to the streets where we belong. What's it gonna be? (looks at Spot) Whattaya say, Spot? SPOT I say -- He looks out at the crowd; the expectant faces, waiting, afraid it's all going to fall apart. Then back at Jack. SPOT I say... what you say... I say! Spits in his palm and they shake. A huge roar goes up and the boys thrust their hands up in triumph -- but the applause isn't for them but for the curtain rising behind them revealing the dazzling vision of Medda, who walks smiling downstage and begins -- * (CONTINUED) )S( 5/10/91 YELLOW (2) 75. * 106 CONTINUED: (2) 106 MEDDA (sings) HIGH TIMES, HARD TIMES SOMETIMES THE LIVIN' IS SWEET AND SOMETIMES THERE'S NOTHIN' TO EAT BUT I ALWAYS LANDS ON MY FEET SO WHEN THERE'S DRY TIMES I WAIT FOR HIGH TIMES AND THEN I PUTS ON MY BEST AND I STICKS OUT MY CHEST AND I'M OFF TO THE RACES AGAIN MEDDA Hiya, Newsies -- what's new? They roar; Racetrack's on his feet -- RACETRACK Hey, Medda, anytime you're off to the races, remember -- I got all the winners! MEDDA You're all winners here tonight, Racetrack. Just being with you makes me feel kinda extra extra. MUSH ("fainting") I'm dead, I'm in Heaven -- somebody gimme a harp! MEDDA But you never know what life will bring. Over the years, I've developed quite an outlook -- KID BLINK Oooo, lookout for that outlook! MEDDA And all kinds of people are always asking my advice, well, for instance -- (CONTINUES -- SONG) (CONTINUED) )S( 5/10/91 YELLOW (2) A75A. * 106 CONTINUED: (3) 106 MEDDA (sings) MY GOOD FRIEND THE MAYOR, HE CALLS ME TODAY SAYS ALL THE VOTERS IS TURNING AWAY 'HELP ME,' HE CRIES, 'OR THEY'LL GIVE ME THE AX!' I SAYS, 'YOUR HONOR, YOUSE GOT TO RELAX.' EVERYBODY! ALL HIGH TIMES, HARD TIMES SOMETIMES THE LIVIN' IS SWEET AND SOMETIMES THERE'S NOTHIN' TO EAT BUT I ALWAYS LANDS ON MY FEET SO WHEN THERE'S DRY TIMES I WAIT FOR HIGH TIMES AND THEN I PUTS ON MY BEST AND I STICKS OUT MY CHEST AND I'M OFF TO THE RACES AGAIN Medda moves through the crowd: MEDDA You boys sing as sweet as songbirds. MUSH Lookit me, I'm a bird, I'm flyin', I'm flyin' -- KID BLINK It's a beautiful, Medda, I tellya, I never heard such beautiful! BOOTS (offering a blue marble) My prettiest one, Medda -- it's like your eyes. MEDDA (moved; kisses him) Thank you, Boots. Would you keep it for me? For luck? Boots beams happily as she moves to -- (CONTINUED) )S( 5/10/91 YELLOW (2) 75A/75B. * 106 CONTINUED: (4) 106 RACETRACK Medda, whattayasay -- you and me, Saratoga. We catch the races, maybe a nightclub -- (off her expression) I'm dreamin', huh? It's some other guy -- right? MEDDA I'm afraid so, Race... She turns to a little boy and sings -- MEDDA (sings) SO YOUR OLD LADY DON'T LOVE YOU NO MORE SO YOU'RE AFRAID THERE'S A WOLF AT YOUR DOOR SO YOU GOT STREET RATS WHAT SCREAMS IN YOUR EAR The boys boo and hiss. MEDDA YOU WIN SOME, YOU LOSE SOME, MY DEAR ALL IT'S HIGH TIMES, HARD TIMES SOMETIMES THE LIVIN' IS SWEET AND SOMETIMES THERE'S NOTHIN' TO EAT BUT I ALWAYS LANDS ON MY FEET SO WHEN THERE'S DRY TIMES I WAIT FOR HIGH TIMES AND THEN I PUTS ON MY BEST AND I STICKS OUT MY CHEST AND I'M OFF TO THE RACES AGAIN I PUTS ON MY BEST AND I STICKS OUT MY CHEST AND I'M OFF TO THE RACES AGAIN! Medda and dance girls start it but the boys quickly join in -- belting out the lyrics with one great swelling voice, together, celebrating -- )S( 5/10/91 YELLOW (2) A75C. 107 EXT. IRVING HALL - NIGHT 107 The happy song roars inside the theater as the mounted police begin to form a half-circle around the entrance. A paddy wagon clops up and some foot police dismount, among them Officer MacSwain whom we met before. 108 OMITTED 108 thru thru 111 111 4/8/91 YELLOW 75C. 111A EXT. IRVING HALL/STAGE ENTRANCE - NIGHT 111A Weasel, the Delanceys, roll up in two wagons, each filled with club bearing goons. 4/19/91 CHERRY 76. 112 INT. IRVING HALL - NIGHT 112 The SONG fills the hall as Jack, happy and proud, sees Sarah smiling at him, reaches out his hand and pulls her on stage. David is watching this when someone signals him -- Denton, who points his finger at -- Snyder edging closer to Jack, checking the time on his pocket watch. He has something in his hand -- a tin police whistle. He puts it to his lips and is about to blow it when Denton moves up behind him and -- DENTON Aren't you Warden Snyder? Snyder nearly swallows the whistle -- DENTON I'm Denton of The Sun. I've heard about your work with young people. I wonder if you'd agree to an interview? Snyder blinks at him, glances at his watch, then lowers his police whistle, smiling modestly. ON STAGE David tries to move to Jack to warn him but Race and the others have formed a chorus line and drag him into it. David shouts over the song -- DAVID Jack -- you've gotta get out of here! Snyder! (as Jack cups his ear) Snyder! Jack can't hear over the song but Snyder does -- DENTON (interviewing) Is it Snyder as in 'snide'? Furious, Snyder blows the police whistle for all he's worth. Instantly police burst in from every door -- all converging on Jack. Immediately he leaps off the stage into the arms of several boys below -- then fights his way out the front door -- 113 OMITTED 113 4/19/91 CHERRY 77. 114 EXT. IRVING HALL/FRONT - NIGHT 114 Jack rushes out and slides to a stop -- -- the mounted police form a half-circle cutting him off -- and from behind them, Weasel, the Delanceys, and the Thugs move through the horses towards him. Jack has no choice -- he turns and races back into -- 114A INT. THEATER 114A Jack darts past the cops back down the aisle where -- Snyder is waiting for him at the foot of the stage, crouched like a football player. As he starts to pounce on Jack -- (CONTINUED) PINK 3/28/91 78. 114A CONTINUED: 114A -- David flies off the stage onto his back -- Snyder stumbles around as David hangs on in a wild piggyback ride. A cop pulls him off and hurls him to the floor -- -- Sarah screams, seeing what's happened to David -- Les, sobbing, kicks furiously at the cop's leg. Sarah pulls her little brother away as -- -- Weasel and his thugs burst in the doors, clubs swinging. The Newsies scatter, try to escape -- but at each exit door more cops are moving in -- -- Denton, horrified, shouts at the cops to stop -- a thug cracks him on the head and he staggers, bloodied... -- Spot, Race, Boots dart into the wings and start working the pull ropes -- -- Cops converge on Jack at the foot of the stage, backing away, he leaps on stage desperately looking around when he hears behind him -- WEASEL Show's over, Cowboy. He turns to see Weasel and the Delanceys grinning at him, clubs in their hands. They start toward him and suddenly disappear -- straight down the trap door that's suddenly opened beneath their feet. Jack sees Spot at a lever in the wings -- RACETRACK Curtain goin' up, Jack -- ! Race and Boots jerk the ropes of the fire curtain and Jack leaps for it as it starts to rise -- BOOTS Try to reach the skylight -- ! Cops leap for Jack's legs as he rises above them heading up into the flies. He hangs on, thrusts one fist into the air and shouts -- JACK Carryin' the banner! In the theater, the battered Newsies cheer, heartened. Cops are trying to herd them out -- -- David cheers, pulls for Jack as he watches him rise -- Officer MacSwain has David by the arm -- suddenly -- (CONTINUED) )S( 5/10/91 YELLOW (2) 79. * 114A CONTINUED: (2) 114A -- Weasel, climbing out of the trap, hurls his cudgel -- it sails end over end and -- -- Hits Jack in the side -- he plummets into the mass of cops and is engulfed in blue uniforms. 114B IN WINGS 114B David, chased by MacSwain, races across the stage and up the dressing room stairs. MacSwain nabs him, they're struggling; suddenly, at the top of the stairs -- MEDDA (the grand lady) Unhand that boy this instant! (as MacSwain looks up, startled) I said hands off the kid, you red- faced baboon! Get out of my theater -- out, out, out, out, out! David twists away as MacSwain backs stumblingly down the stairs as Medda descends on him in full fury. MEDDA If you're tired of beating up children, maybe you'd like to try a lady next. Confused and intimidated, the Irish cop looks at her -- then ducks his head shamefacedly and moves away. MEDDA Run, David, hurry -- DAVID They got Jack -- MEDDA You can't help him if you're in jail, too! You were right, David -- you've got to keep fighting them -- always. (kisses him) Now go. Please. David looks at her, very moved, then goes. She turns back to her theater -- the sounds of the melee sweep over her. She watches, tears welling in her eyes... 115 OMITTED 115 )T( 5/15/91 GREEN (2) A79A. 116 INT. COURTROOM - MORNING 116 A dingy room filled with dusty light. A BAILIFF announces -- BAILIFF Awrise, awrise, court is now in session, Judge E.A. Monahan presiding. Weasel is in the gallery as JUDGE MOVEALONG MONAHAN, hungover, winding a pocket watch, takes the bench and glances down at a group of battered Newsies, including Spot, Race, and Boots. MONAHAN Any of you represented by counsel? No? Good. That'll move things along considerably. David sees Denton come in, a neat bandage on his head. SPOT Judge Movealong, ya honor, I object. MONAHAN On what grounds? SPOT (proudly) On the grounds of Brooklyn, ya honor! The Newsies congratulate Spot. Monahan gavels. MONAHAN I fine you each five dollars or two weeks confinement in -- RACETRACK Five bucks! We ain't got five cents! DENTON (standing) I'll pay the fines. All of them. JUDGE Pay the clerk. Next. The Newsies mob Denton boisterously. * ALL * Thanks, I owe ya, you're a right * guy, Denton, etc. * (CONTINUED) )T( 5/15/91 GREEN (2) 79A/80. * 116 CONTINUED: 116 DENTON (subdued) Meet me at the restaurant, all of you. We have to talk. RACETRACK Talk and eat, right? On you, huh, pal? They laugh and clap his shoulders as he looks uncomfort- able. Suddenly David gasps, seeing Jack led out in shackles, his face bruised and swollen. Everybody stares, horrified. JACK Hiya, fellas! Hey, Denton -- guess we made all the papes this time, huh? How'd my picture look? DENTON None of the papers covered the rally. Not even The Sun. Jack is stunned, David bewildered, as Denton turns abruptly and leaves the courtroom. The Bailiff shoves Jack in front of the bench. Snyder slips in from a side door. BAILIFF Case of Jack Kelly, inciting to riot, assault, resisting arrest. SNYDER Judge Monahan, I'll speak for this young man -- JACK (mock surprise) You two know each other? Ain't that nice. (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 81. * 116 CONTINUED: (2) 116 MONAHAN Just move it along, Warden Snyder. SNYDER This boy's real name is Francis Sullivan; mother deceased; father a convict in the state penitentiary -- David, the Newsies, are stunned as Snyder continues. SNYDER He is currently an escapee from the House of Refuge, where his original sentence of three months for theft was extended six months for disruptive behavior -- JACK -- Like demandin' you give us the food you steal from us -- SNYDER -- Followed by an additional six months for an attempted escape -- JACK (fighting tears) -- Last time wasn't no attempt, remember, Snyder? Me and Teddy Roosevelt wavin' bye-bye -- SNYDER -- Therefore, I ask that he be returned to the House of Refuge -- JACK -- For my own good, right, Movealong? -- and for what Snyder kicks back to ya -- SNYDER -- And that the court order his incarceration until the age of twenty-one -- DAVID/NEWSIES SNYDER (on their feet) -- In the hope that we No! You can't do that! may yet guide him to a No! Etc. useful and productive life. MONAHAN So ordered. Next. The Newsies shout angrily as Jack is led away, struggling. Weasel slips out the door, smiling. )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 82. * 117 OMITTED 117 & & 118 118 119 INT. NEWSPAPERMAN'S RESTAURANT - DAY 119 David, Spot, Race, Mush, Boots, Blink pick dispiritedly at a plate of knockwurst. Les, hungry as always, finishes a large sausage and takes another as he listens. KID BLINK He won't be there long -- the jail ain't built that Jack can't bust outta. BOOTS They're buildin' some mighty good jails these days... RACETRACK So where's Denton? DAVID He said he'd be here. (beat) We can't let this stop us. We gotta keep the strike going, just like Jack was here. MUSH (the sad truth) Yeah, but Jack ain't here. RACETRACK We know that, genius -- if he was here, he'd be tellin' us what to do when he ain't here. SPOT (gets up) You bummers is givin' me a headache. DAVID Where you goin'? We need you. Spot sighs: he hates having to explain the obvious. SPOT Nachally Spot Conlon is needed wherever -- which right now is Brooklyn. Some of my boys is worried, I must give ear to their concerns -- (MORE) (CONTINUED) )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 82A. 119 CONTINUED: (A1) 119 SPOT (CONT'D) (slams fist in his palm) -- and reassure them. As he starts out, he passes Denton, coming in. Denton hardly notices him as he moves up to the table and is greeted (AD LIB) by the boys. He seems grim, bitter. DAVID Why didn't The Sun print the story? DENTON Because it never happened. DAVID/ALL Never happened; whattaya mean? Etc. (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 83. * 119 CONTINUED: 119 DENTON If it's not in the papers, then it never happened. The owners decreed that it not be in the papers, therefore... (beat) I just came to tell you fellows goodbye. They exchange puzzled looks. David sees Denton's expression. DAVID Denton, what's happened -- you get fired or somethin'? Denton forces a breezy tone. DENTON Reassigned -- back to my old job as The Sun's ace war correspondent. The owner thinks I should be covering only the 'really important' stories. So wish me luck, boys. At least half what I wish you. (to David) They don't always fire you, David. He moves off; David, stunned, hurries after him. DAVID They bought you off... didn't they? Didn't they! DENTON They could've blackballed me from every paper in the country. I'm a newspaperman, I have to have a paper to write for. He looks at David; hurt, betrayed, angry; wishes there was more he could say. He hands him something from his coat. DENTON This is the story I wrote about the rally. I want you to read it at least. He hands it to David and goes. David returns to the others, angrily crumpling the story and hurling it onto the table. The boys look puzzled; Les, still eating the sausage, picks up the story and looks at it curiously. (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 84. 119 CONTINUED: (2) 119 DAVID * (decisively) * We bust Jack out of the Refuge * tonight. From now on, we depend * on nobody but the Newsies. * 119A OMITTED 119A 119B EXT. HOUSE OF REFUGE/WALL - NIGHT 119B David leads Spot, Blink, Boots, Mush, Race as they crouch and creep along the wall. Spot carries a rope. David looks up, searching for a window. Indicates one. DAVID That's where we saw Crutchy... He starts to throw up the rope when Boots hisses from the corner, beckoning furiously. They hurry over and peek around the corner to see -- 120 EXT. HOUSE OF REFUGE - COURTYARD - NIGHT 120 A carriage is waiting. The boys watch as a door opens and two figures emerge. One is Snyder, the other is Jack. They get into the carriage and it starts toward the boys -- who quickly duck out of sight as it CLIP- CLOPS past and enters the street. MUSH Where they takin' him...? DAVID One way to find out. Meet me back at the square! David runs after the carriage, leaping onto its back. He flashes the high-sign to the boys as the carriage moves off into the night. 121 OMITTED 121 & & 122 122 123 EXT. PULITZER MANSION - NIGHT 123 David hangs on to the back of the carriage, peering around to see some huge stone gates as it moves into a circular drive and stops. He sees a figure waiting: (CONTINUED) 4/19/91 CHERRY 85. 123 CONTINUED: 123 SEITZ Get him inside. David watches as Jack is led inside by Snyder. 124 OMITTED 124 125 INT. PULITZER'S MANSION - NIGHT 125 A butler leads Seitz, Snyder and Jack across a marbled floor, their FOOTSTEPS ECHOING in the luxurious hall. JACK Very impressive. So where do they keep the trains in this station? Seitz shows him into an elegant library. Snyder tries to follow but Seitz stops him, closing the doors. Inside, Jack looks around to see the imposing figure of Pulitzer staring at him, framed by luxurious furnishings. For a moment, the two just stare at each other. Then -- JACK (grins) Sorry to see you ain't doin' so good, Joe. * 126 EXT. MANSION - AT CARRIAGE - NIGHT 126 The Driver strolls around the rear of the carriage -- just as David slips beneath it and begins to crawl care- fully toward the front. Finding the lynch-pin that hitches the horses to the carriage, he reaches for it -- just as the horse snorts and pulls the carriage forward a few steps. The Driver hurries back to the reins. With the Driver's boots a few inches from his face, David waits for another chance... 127 INT. PULITZER'S STUDY - NIGHT 127 Pulitzer paces, watching Jack look at the books, the art, at framed front pages; headlines of the world's great events... (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 86. * 127 CONTINUED: 127 PULITZER Know what I was doing when I was your age? I was in a war. The Civil War. JACK I heard of it. You win? PULITZER People think wars are about right and wrong. They're not. They're about power. You know what power is? JACK Heard of that, too. I don't just sell ya papes, Joe. Sometimes I read 'em. Pulitzer ignores the impudence, continues quietly. PULITZER Power means that I could see to it that you serve your full sentence at the Refuge. Or I could pull strings and have you free tomorrow. It means I could give you my pocket change -- and you'd have more money than you'd likely ever earn. JACK You bribin' me, Joe? Thanks for the compliment, but I ain't got the power to stop the strike -- PULITZER I disagree. You're the spirit of the strike, without you, they'd fall apart in a few days. JACK Ring for my coach, willya? It's past my bedtime -- PULITZER Shut your mouth and listen ! (as Jack looks up, startled) You're going to do exactly as I say -- (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 87. * 127 CONTINUED: (2) 127 JACK -- or what? You'll send me back to the Refuge? I'll bust out again -- PULITZER -- and be a fugitive who's pursued and caught and returned. I'm offering you a choice -- is that what you choose? JACK I told ya... I can't call off the strike. PULITZER I'm not asking you to. All I ask is that you return to your old job -- as Newsie for the The World. JACK And be a scab? Forget it -- PULITZER For a few days. Then the strike ends -- and it will end, boy, make no mistake -- and you can go wherever you want to buy a ticket. Free and clear, with money in your pocket... and no one chasing you. Jack is silent, troubled. Pulitzer pushes a buzzer. PULITZER You go back to the Refuge. Think it over in your cell. Let me know in the morning. 128 EXT. PULITZER'S HOUSE - NIGHT 128 David is hiding by the gates with the lynch-pin in his hand. Snyder is waiting by the carriage. The front door opens -- Seitz and Jack walk out and appear at the top of the entrance stairs. David calls out -- DAVID Jack! (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 88. * 128 CONTINUED: 128 Jack is surprised. He looks at Snyder and Seitz, pulls away from Seitz, slides down a bannister, and leaps to the ground. Snyder lunges for Jack, who manages to evade Snyder's reach. SNYDER (to the driver) After him! The driver whips the horse forward but is jerked off his seat as the carriage separates. The horse runs off. Amidst the confusion, David and Jack tear through the gates way ahead of Snyder. SEITZ (stepping up to Snyder) Don't worry. He's got no place to go. 128A EXT. NEARBY STREET/STONE PILLAR - NIGHT (SECONDS LATER) 128A At the pillar, Jack stops running. DAVID Why're you stoppin' -- we've got to run! JACK You shouldn't'a done this, David. They could put you in jail -- DAVID It's worth it -- let's go -- JACK You go to jail, what happens to your family? You don't know nothin' about jail! Thanks for what you done, but you gotta get outta here -- DAVID I don't understand -- JACK I don't either -- I don't understand nothin' no more! Jack pushes David down the street. JACK Just go! (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 89. * 128A CONTINUED: (2) 128A David looks over his shoulder and runs off, leaving Jack alone on the street. Jack steps into the shadows as we... CUT TO: 128B INT. HOUSE OF REFUGE 128B As Jack steps back into the light, the CAMERA WIDENS and we realize he's back in the House of Refuge. Jack begins to sing softly: REPRISE: "SANTA FE." Jack sits in a small dark room -- an isolation room; moonlight shines through barred windows; there's a door with a small serving panel in it. JACK SANTA FE MY OLD FRIEND I CAN'T SPEND MY WHOLE LIFE HIDIN' YOU'RE THE ONLY LIGHT THAT'S GUIDIN' ME TODAY Jack looks up as the serving panel opens and Crutchy peers through, offering him something furtively: a boiled potato. CRUTCHY Snitched it offa Snyder's plate when I was servin' him -- the biggest one! (as Jack shakes his head, looks away) Snyder was eatin' good tonight -- the stuff we don't never get? * Patatas... olives... (mouth watering) ... liver and bacon. Sauerkraut... (grins) Guess what I done to his sauerkraut. JACK (irritably) So what's it git'cha? CRUTCHY Anudder three months, prob'ly. But you can't let 'em beat'cha, right, Jack? JACK We was beat when we was born. Crutchy, concerned, hears something and closes the panel. (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 89A. 128B CONTINUED: 128B JACK Jack looks at the WILL YOU KEEP A CANDLE moonlight shining BURNIN'? through the bars... WILL YOU HELP ME FIND MY WAY? YOU'RE MY CHANCE TO BREAK FREE AND WHO KNOWS WHEN MY NEXT ONE WILL BE? SANTA FE WAIT FOR ME 129 OMITTED 129 thru thru 140 140 141 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - AT GATES - MORNING 141 The Newsies chant at the crowd in the courtyard: (CONTINUED) )O( 4/26/91 IVORY 90. * 141 CONTINUED: 141 NEWSIES Stop The World -- don't scab, stop The World -- don't scab, etc. David moves among them, looking like a leader now. DAVID Nobody sells a pape today -- we're hurtin' them and they know it! Remember -- no soakin', no hittin' -- etc. The gates open, the wagons start out, followed by nervous scabs flanked by cops and goons. The chant builds as the scabs parade by, then suddenly -- SPOT Look... I'm seein' t'ings... tell me I'm seeing t'ings -- ! David and the others look in disbelief -- walking with the scabs is Jack, wearing a tight new suit, flanked by Weasel and other goons. As Jack moves past, staring straight ahead, the chant dies... RACETRACK What's he doin' with the scabs...? KID BLINK It ain't happenin'... it can't be happenin'... MUSH Hey, Jack -- it's me, Mush, lookit me -- look, willya? BOOTS Where'd he get them clothes -- ? WEASEL (as he passes) Mr. Pulitzer picked 'em out hisself. A special gift to a special new employee. Only not so new, huh, cowboy? SPOT He sold us out! Ya dirty scab, I'll murder ya -- ! Spot tries to bust through the goons but they hurl him back. David, confused, angry, runs alongside Jack, shouting across the smirking Weasel as they march along -- (CONTINUED) )O( 4/26/91 IVORY 91. * 141 CONTINUED: (2) 141 DAVID This is why you wouldn't escape last night -- why'd you do it? Talk to me, you liar! What else did he give you to sell us out -- money? What else? Look at me! (as Jack keeps walking) You lie about everything -- headlines, your family -- (as Jack keeps look- ing straight ahead) -- because nobody counts but you -- nobody or nothing! Look at me. David lunges for him and Weasel grabs him, hissing. WEASEL I'm gonna be lookin' for you, wiseguy -- (grins) -- or maybe you'd like a nice new suit of your own. David twists away, tries to rally the Newsies. DAVID Keep after them -- we don't need him! (starts the chant) Stop The World -- don't scab! Etc. Some chant halfheartedly, confused, demoralized. A few toss down their picket signs in disgust. David moves among them, desperately trying to keep the chant going. The scabs move on, passing Les, who gives Jack a stricken look as he moves away. LES (to himself) He's just foolin' 'em... so he can spy on them or something... (with certainty) That's it. He's spyin' on 'em. He's gotta be. 142 OMITTED 142 & & 143 143 144 INT. DAVID'S APARTMENT - DAY 144 David sits in the window, brooding. (CONTINUED) )O( 4/26/91 IVORY 92. 144 CONTINUED: (A1) 144 Mayer is removing the bandage from his injured hand, helped by Les. Sarah and Esther work on lace piecework. ESTHER That hand is not ready to work. Mayer flexes his fingers, pale from being bandaged so long. (CONTINUED) PINK 3/28/91 93. 144 CONTINUED: 144 MAYER Ready or not, it can handle a broom. He gets his coat; Sarah, looking for something, finds a stained paper package under a sewing basket. SARAH (holds up the package distastefully) What is this? LES Hey -- I'm saving that! He grabs the package and unwraps it -- revealing a half- eaten knockwurst -- throwing the wrapping on the floor. Irritably Sarah starts to throw it away when she sees it has writing on it. MAYER (to David) Don't be too hard on your friend. Maybe he had his reasons for doing what he did. LES (chewing knockwurst) I told you. He's spyin' on 'em. MAYER There. You see? Mayer smiles and goes. Sarah moves to David with the stained papers. SARAH It's Denton's story. 'The Dark Truth: Why Our City Really Fears the Newsie Strike, by Bryan Denton. Last night I saw naked force exercised against mere boys, the Newsies, who earn at best a few pennies a day. I wondered why so much, against so little -- ' David refuses to listen; he angrily steps out on the fire escape and stares off into the city. Sarah keeps reading to herself. What she reads disturbs her. 145 OMITTED 145 & & 146 146 4/19/91 CHERRY 94. 147 INT. DORM/NEWSIES LODGING HOUSE - NIGHT 147 The gang looks sullenly at the door where Kloppman is ushering in two policemen. KLOPPMAN He will only be a minute. Please, no trouble. A policeman stands aside and Jack enters, in the new suit. Utter silence. The police escort him the length of the dorm and into -- 147A INT. WASHROOM - NIGHT 147A Jack goes straight to his hiding place and removes the box. He looks inside and is startled -- -- a dead rat is inside the box, covered with tiny pieces of the photograph with his family. His money is gone. He tosses the box aside; his eyes hardening. The police escort him back into -- 148 INT. DORM - NIGHT 148 A few snickers as he moves toward his bed. Racetrack stands holding a bundle of Jack's belongings: he shoves it into Jack's chest and does his Delancey routine. RACETRACK Dear me, what is dat unpleasant aroma -- ? (as Jack's fists clench) Go on, take a shot -- I bust your scab face, ya yellow-livered, * rotten stinkin' piecea garbage! * Jack just looks at him, unclenches his fists. He moves for the door, as one by one the Newsies turn their backs on him. 149 OMITTED 149 thru thru 151 151 152 INT. WORLD BUILDING - BASEMENT - NIGHT 152 The BIG PRESSES POUND RHYTHMICALLY somewhere O.S. in the building. A candle illuminates Weasel's gloating face as he leads Jack down a flight of RICKETY STAIRS. (CONTINUED) 4/19/91 CHERRY 95. * 152 CONTINUED: 152 WEASEL (over the noise) Mr. Pulitzer says nothin' but the best for you, cowboy. He takes care of his loyal employees -- and he's put me personally in charge of seein' that you stay a loyal employee. He opens a door and they enter -- 153 INT. OLD PRESS ROOM - NIGHT 153 Weasel lights a lantern and Jack sees a wooden bed, an old printing press, junk, all covered with dust. WEASEL You try any tricks, and I go straight to Mr. Pulitzer. (grins) Will you be requirin' anything else? Then I bid you good night. He goes. The great PRESSES THUNDER heavily somewhere in the building above, like a judgment. Jack looks at the bleak room, buried in dust and noise. 154 OMITTED 154 155 EXT. CIRCULATION WINDOW - MORNING 155 With the other scabs, Jack steps up for his papers. Weasel shows his usual charm. WEASEL Sleep well, cowboy...? Jack ignores him, moves off with his papers. The Delanceys pass by; Morris grinning at him, bouncing a club in his hand. OSCAR Come wit' us, cowboy -- we're gonna fix your pal Davey today -- fix 'im so's he can't walk no more. MORRIS Shuddup! He backhands Morris in the chops and they move on. Jack starts after them, alarmed -- then he sees Weasel. (CONTINUED) 4/19/91 CHERRY 96. * 155 CONTINUED: 155 WEASEL Lift one finger... and you're right back in the Refuge. Jack stops, torn. He nods meekly, moves off. Weasel looks satisfied. 156 OMITTED 156 157 EXT. BAXTER STREET - DAY 157 Sarah, with a basket of lacework, is coming down the street, Les dawdling behind, in a bad mood. SARAH Les, come on -- you're supposed to be helping me today. LES (sulking) I'd rather be soakin' scabs. He stops to kibbitz a game of marbles in an alley. Sarah walks on -- suddenly a man steps in front of her. OSCAR (grinning) 'Scuse me, sweetface. She tries to step around him but Morris is there. He "accidentally" knocks her lacework into the gutter. Les sees it -- and races towards the Delanceys -- LES Get away from my sister! He flails at Morris -- who effortlessly shoves him flat on his bottom and turns, grinning, to Sarah. MORRIS Where's ya brudder, tootsie? Where's little Davey...? SARAH (calmly) You... stupid... ape! On "ape," she socks him square in the grin -- he recoils, licking a bloody lip. Behind him, she sees David rounding the corner -- (CONTINUED) )O( 4/25/91 GREY 97. 157 CONTINUED: 157 SARAH David! Run -- get away! Oscar grabs Sarah from behind and lifts her up, taunting. OSCAR Yeah, run, Davey! We got the best parta ya family right here! David, furious, runs down the sidewalk towards them. Morris slips on some brass knuckles in anticipation. Sarah struggles, screaming -- SARAH David, no -- don't -- ! Oscar hangs on to Sarah, enjoying himself -- suddenly, from behind, two hands grab the rim of his derby and jerk it down to the bridge of his nose. Blinded, he releases Sarah and staggers around, trying to pry the hat off his eyes. Les looks up to see -- LES Jack! Jack flashes him a grin as he works on Morris's bread basket. Just as Oscar frees himself from the derby, David leaps on him like a fury. Punches fly and the Delanceys beat a quick retreat down the sidewalk, yelling back -- MORRIS Ya better run, cowboy -- we're tellin' Weasel! You'll be back in the Refuge by supper time! OSCAR Yeah, run, ya lousy coward -- run! But they're the ones running. David, catching his breath, looks at Jack, beginning to understand. DAVID Couldn't stay away, huh. * JACK Guess I can't be somethin' I ain't. DAVID A scab...? * JACK Nah. Smart. * Jack shrugs, smiles. David looks at him worriedly. )O( 4/25/91 GREY A97A. 158 OMITTED 158 thru thru 160B 160B )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 97A. * 160C EXT. DAVID'S FIRE ESCAPE - DAY (LATER) 160C Jack, David, Sarah thoughtfully on the escape. DAVID Without you, the strike's falling apart... JACK I got no choice. I stay here, they lock me up 'til I'm twenty- one. Les clambers out with a pair of Mayer's cast-off high- button shoes. LES Jack, for the trip -- a pair of cowboy boots! Sorta. Mayer with a bundle of clothes; Esther with food come to the window. She gives it to Jack. ESTHER Who knows what's to eat where you're going? MAYER (gives the clothes) A few things of mine and David's. Wish we had money to give you... JACK (very moved) Who needs it...? I go down to the train yards, hop me a freight, go in the best style -- free... MAYER I don't know what's waiting for you in Santa Fe, but you'll always have family here. They embrace him and move away. An awkward moment -- Jack picks up the bundle to go and -- SARAH (decisively) You're not going to run away. They'll just come after you. You have to fight them. (CONTINUED) )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 98. * 160C CONTINUED: 160C JACK They got it all wrapped up, Sarah and nothin' I can do is gonna make one bit of difference. SARAH You're wrong. You touched people you don't even know about. She removes the stained pages from her shawl. SARAH Denton's story. JACK Denton looked out for hisself just like I gotta do -- so save it. SARAH Just listen! 'The men who run this city are terrified of the Newsies strike -- because other child laborers in the factories and sweatshops are hearing the message of the Newsies leader --' LES That's you! He's writin' about you! SARAH 'In the voice of Jack Kelly, these children hear strength and pride. Most of all, they hear hope...' Jack listens questioningly. JACK Keep reading. Can these words really be about him...? As we GO TO -- 160D EXT. ALLEY - LATE AFTERNOON 160D Denton reads his own words: DENTON ' -- And that is what terrifies the powers-that-be, for they know our city thrives on the shame of child labor. Therefore, Jack Kelly's voice must be stopped, whatever the cost... (stops) Damn good writing, isn't it? (CONTINUED) )R( 5/8/91 - PINK (2) 99. 160D CONTINUED: 160D Jack has listened somberly, moved. JACK All them sweatshop kids are listenin' to me...? (CONTINUED) )O( 4/26/91 IVORY 100. * 160D CONTINUED: 160D DENTON They think if the Newsies can do it, why can't they? All they need is a leader. JACK The minute I show my face, I'm back in the Refuge. DENTON You'd have help this time. I've been investigating the Refuge -- I know somebody who's going to be very interested in Snyder's little racket. DAVID (wryly) What happened to the ace war correspondent? DENTON This war'll do for now. SARAH Whatever happens, it's Jack's decision. He's the one in danger. They look expectantly as he stares off, deep in thought. LES Jack...? You thinkin'...? JACK Yeah... I'm thinkin' of Newsie Square full of kids... DAVID (picks it up) ... Another rally, right under Pulitzer's nose, and not just the Newsies -- JACK -- Every workin' kid from every sweatshop in New York. We gotta get the word out -- let's go get the Newsies -- (catches himself) They still think I'm a scab... LES I'll tell 'em you was a spy! (CONTINUED) )O( 4/26/91 IVORY 101. * 160D CONTINUED: (2) 160D DENTON How're you gonna reach all these people? No paper in New York will print anything about the strike. JACK We're Newsies, ain't we? So we make our own paper. DAVID Be quiet and let me think. JACK Whattaya need to start a paper? Writers, right? So we got Denton. What else? LES Advertisements! (as they look at him) Cartoons? DENTON (the cold facts) A printing press. And no paper or printer is going to defy Pulitzer. The others look discouraged; Jack's thinking again. JACK Les. Go set me straight with the Newsies, okay? Tell 'em to meet us later at the World Building. Les races off on his mission; the others look question- ingly at Jack. JACK So happens I know a guy with a printing press. 161 OMITTED 161 thru thru 165 165 165A INT. WORLD PRESS ROOM - PULITZER'S PRESSES - NIGHT 165A The huge PRESSES pound out papers; a LOUD THUDDING rhythm shakes the building -- PINK 4/1/91 102. 165B INT. WORLD BLDG. - BASEMENT (AS IN SC. 152) - NIGHT 165B The THUDDING rhythm seems very near. Jack leads Sarah, David, Denton, Les down the rickety stairs with a candle. JACK They're right above us -- and if Weasel catches us, it won't be just me they'll throw in the slammer -- They can barely hear over the DIN of the PRESSES. SARAH What -- ? JACK I said shhhh! -- or we all go to jail! The others shush him hastily; MUSIC BEGINS as they go into -- 166 INT. BASEMENT PRESS ROOM - NIGHT 166 Denton heads straight for the old press, checking it over expertly. Jack directs the others to ink, paper, etc., as -- MUSICAL NUMBER: "THE POINT OF NO RETURN" BEGINS: DAVID WHAT'S THAT? JACK SHHH! YOU'RE MAKIN' ME NERVOUS! DAVID SORRY. SARAH WATCH OUT! DAVID THERE'S SOMEBODY THERE. SARAH WHERE? JACK STAY CALM! DAVID/SARAH BUT -- (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 103. 166 CONTINUED: 166 JACK I'M BEGGIN' YA! CHEESE IT, SOUSE IT. CHOKE IT, DOUSE IT. DAVID * But -- * JACK DON'T YOU BUMMERS GET WHAT I'M SAYIN' THIS AIN'T HIDE AND SEEK THAT * WE'RE PLAYIN' ONE FALSE STEP AND THEY'LL BE IN HERE ONE STRAY HAIR, THEY'LL KNOW WE BEEN HERE QUESTIONS -- IT'S TOO LATE FOR 'EM ANSWERS -- WE CAN'T WAIT FOR 'EM WE'RE AT THE POINT OF NO RETURN Denton finds the type- font: David is ready to ink the rollers. A NOISE O.S. makes them freeze. Jack puts his finger to DENTON his lips; hoists Les up to WHO'S THAT? the window to be a lookout. DAVID IS SOMEBODY COMING? LES NOT THAT I CAN SEE. David tosses some candles to Sarah; she lights them DAVID for Denton as he works. NICE CATCH. SARAH THANKS. Jack finds a roll of newsprint. JACK THAT OUGHTA GO THERE. * SARAH BRING THOSE OVER. (CONTINUED) 4/8/91 YELLOW 103A. 166 CONTINUED: (A2) 166 DENTON THAT'S IT YOU'RE GETTING IT KEEP IT STEADY ALMOST READY JACK WON'T BE LONG 'TIL SOMEBODY CHOKE IT GUESSES THEY GOT PROWLERS INKING CHEESE IT THEIR PRESSES (CONTINUED) PINK 4/1/91 104. 166 CONTINUED: (2) 166 DENTON/JACK RIGHT OR WRONG WE'RE ON THE LAM NOW SARAH TOO LOUD! SOMEONE'S OVER US! DENTON/JACK RIGHT OR WRONG AIN'T WORTH A DAMN NOW! DAVID TOO LATE, GOTTA FINISH IT. JACK/DENTON DAVID/SARAH SOME THINGS SMART WE AIN'T ARE WORTH TRYING FOR SOME DREAMS MOM WOULD FAINT ARE WORTH DYING FOR EVERYBODY WE'RE AT THE POINT OF NO RETURN! LES DAVID AND THE WORLD WILL KNOW NOW WE HAVE TO WRITE A HEADLINE YOU GOTTA HAVE A HEADLINE JACK WHAT WE'VE COME TO SAY DENTON OUGHTA DO IT HE KNOWS ABOUT THE HEADLINES AND THEY ALL REMEMBER US SOMETHING REALLY FLASHY AND TALK ABOUT THE NIGHT SO EVERYONE REMEMBERS AND DON'T FORGET TO PUT IN THERE WE SEIZED THE DAY THAT KIDS FROM EVERYWHERE WILL BE AT NEWSIES' SQUARE During the above, Sarah holds a candle for Denton as he sets a headline in very large type: HOW WE CAN SHOW THIS CITY -- David has a better idea: he grabs some type and resets the headline: HOW WE CAN STOP THIS CITY. Meanwhile, Jack hits the switch and the PRESS HUMS to life. JACK/DENTON THEY'RE HITCHIN' ON A TROLLEY RIDIN' ON A WAGON STOWIN' ON THE FERRY COME TO SLAY THE DRAGON JACK/DENTON DAVID/SARAH HAILIN' FROM CANARSIE SOFTER BENSONHURST AND CHELSEA KEEP IT QUIET NOW ASTORIA AND BRIGHTON BEACH FASTER LET ME TRY IT NOW (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 105. 166 CONTINUED: (3) 166 LES AND SHEEPSHEAD BAY! INSTRUMENTAL break. * DENTON/SARAH JACK/DAVID TIME IS UP NEWSIES ON A DEADLINE LET'S JUST CLEAR OUT NOW GOTTA WRITE THE HEADLINE LUCK IS WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT * NOW * NEWSIES ON A MISSION TOO BAD PRINT THE NEXT EDITION THINGS GOT BLISTERY SHOW THE DIRTY LIARS TOO LATE WE CAN MAKE SOME FIRES THIS IS HISTORY THANK YOU, MR. PULITZER THAT'S RIGHT FOR HELPIN' WITH THE FLYERS TAKE THE HEAT OR YOU BURN! THANK YOU FOR THE HALL THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR CONCERN LES AND THE WORLD WILL KNOW AND OUR RANKS WILL GROW AND THE WORLD WILL LEARN -- ALL SHHHHHHH! (NOTE: During the above, several QUICK CUTS or DISSOLVES should give the impression that they've worked through the night:) A) Lead type being rapidly hand-set by Denton, helped by David -- a sub-headline forms: "House of Refuge, House of Shame." B) Papers -- "THE NEWSIE NEWS" -- start rolling off the press as they examine it proudly. C) They fold and bundle the papers, happy but exhausted. D) Pale pre-dawn light shines through the window framing Les as they pass him bundles of papers and he passes them out the window to -- 166A EXT. WORLD BUILDING - PRE-DAWN 166A MUSIC CONTINUES. Race, Boots, Blink, Mush take the papers from Les and toss them into Kloppman's wagon -- he's on the driver's seat, keeping a lookout. Sarah * climbs out the window, followed by the others. The last * out is Jack -- carrying his belongings in a rolled bundle * -- when he and the Newsies see each other, they freeze * awkwardly. Silence until -- * (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 106. * 166A CONTINUED: 166A RACETRACK You thinkin' you'd like to take a shot at my schnozz -- right? (beat) Five to one says you can't break it. Jack laughs -- the tension breaks. Hugs and backslaps as they climb onto the wagon. DAVID The cops are looking for Jack -- we gotta protect him -- KID BLINK Any bull comes after jack, they gotta go through all of us. BOOTS What's with the bundle, Jack -- ya leavin'? JACK Sante Fe bound, Boots -- but not without givin' Pulitzer one last kiss goodbye -- KLOPPMAN Boys -- ! He points frantically at Weasel crossing the square towards them. They duck quickly -- and he weaves past whistling tunelessly, drunk. As Kloppman eases the wagon away, everybody looks back, shouts -- EVERYBODY Hey, Weasel... Good ni-ight! He looks around blearily: must be the d.t.'s. EVERYBODY WE'RE AT THE POINT OF NO RETURN! WE'RE AT THE POINT OF NO RETURN! 166B OMITTED 166B thru thru 185 185 )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 106A. * 185A HUNDREDS OF COPIES OF THE NEWSIE NEWS (OPTICAL) 185A swirl and cascade, FILLING the SCREEN as we see SUPERIMPOSED a series of living portraits of the working children of the 1890s... young boys in too- large caps and too-small coats, holding lunchpails... holding picks and shovels far too large for them... girls in shapeless dresses sewing, or scrubbing... shining eyes, dirty faces... sad expressions beginning to bloom into hope as they snatch and read the news that the headline proclaims as it whirls TOWARD us ON the SCREEN: HOW WE CAN STOP THIS CITY! We see that same headline across -- 185B INT. MANSION - BACK OF MAN'S HEAD - MORNING 185B as he reads the Newsie News at breakfast attended by a butler (the Rough Rider) in a khaki uniform. He's reading a headline: "HOUSE OF REFUGE, HOUSE OF SHAME" with a subhead beneath it: "SCANDAL HIDDEN FROM TEDDY ON VISIT." We glimpse a famous walrus mustache as the Man slams his fist on the table in anger. A figure steps INTO FRAME across the table: Denton. DENTON I thought you'd feel that way, Governor Roosevelt. TEDDY ROOSEVELT (MAN) Dis-graceful, Denty! Those poor boys -- and I did nothing! (pure steel) Until now! The Rough Rider snaps out a silk hat and a silverheaded walking stick. Teddy snatches them as if they were armor. 186 OMITTED 186 187 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - DAY 187 Our Newsies look anxiously around the square, empty except for them. They take pains to conceal Jack among them. MUSH So when's the others comin', Cowboy? Jack looks glumly at the empty square; at the gates of the World where Weasel and his goons are beginning to line up, clubs in hand. (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 107. 187 CONTINUED: (A1) 187 JACK They ain't comin'... There ain't gonna be nobody but us... The boys are silent, disappointed, feeling alone and defeated. (CONTINUED) )J( 4/22/91 TAN 108. 187 CONTINUED: 187 Then Les steps forward, a defiant look on his face, glaring at the goons beyond the gates. He sings out loud and clear -- REPRISE: "AND THE WORLD WILL KNOW" LES WHEN THE CIRCULATION BELL STARTS RINGING, WILL WE HEAR IT? A group of Factory Boys RACETRACK appears in the square; NO! followed by others. The WHAT IF THE DELANCEYS COME boys begin to take heart -- OUT SWINGING, WILL WE HEAR IT? LES NO! NEWSIES WHEN YA GOT A MILLION VOICES More kids are appearing; SINGING, WHO CAN HEAR A LOUSY messengers, garment girls, WHISTLE BLOW? kids of all kinds -- ALL AND THE WORLD WILL KNOW! Kids are coming from everywhere, filling the square -- Spot and the Brooklyn Newsies; more and more kids, cheering, waving the Newsie News -- Jack and David laugh in triumph as shouting and MUSIC RISES UP TO -- ALL AND THE WORLD WILL FEEL THE FIRE AND FIN'LLY KNOW 188 INT. PULITZER'S OFFICE - DAY 188 * The SONG RESONATES in the golden dome; Pulitzer stares down at the crowd as the mayor, sweating as usual, waves the Newsies' paper at him. Seitz sits reading a copy, impressed, as Jonathan fields phone calls. (CONTINUED) PINK 4/1/91 109. 188 CONTINUED: 188 MAYOR They're all yelling at me -- me! -- factory owners, bankers, businessmen -- the whole city's at a standstill and they're blaming it on me -- ! PULITZER (not listening) Kelly's down there. He should be back in jail. SEITZ (with the Newsie News) Those kids got out a pretty good paper, Chief. PULITZER Too good! Those illiterate guttersnipes couldn't have done this on their own. Somebody's behind this, trying to pull a fast one... JONATHAN Mr. Hearst on the line, sir. Wants to know if you've read the Newsies' paper? Pulitzer glowers in suspicion at the telephone. MAYOR I'm not taking the heat for this -- you've got to talk to them -- settle it -- PULITZER Tell Hearst I'm busy! (ominously) I'll settle it all right -- once and for all. 188A EXT. WORLD BUILDING - DAY 188A The huge doors of the World Building open and Seitz marches out, flanked by guards. The crowd opens a path as he marches up to Jack and David. SEITZ It's time to talk. (CONTINUED) GOLDENROD 4/12/91 110. * 188A CONTINUED: 188A JACK Like I said, I don't transact business with no office boys. We talk to old Joe hisself or we don't talk. Period. The Newsies love it. Seitz stiffles a smile at Jack's bravado -- a smile of admiration. SEITZ Then I guess you talk. Jack beckons David to follow as they enter the huge doors and -- 188B INT. PULITZER'S OFFICE - MORE HUGE DOORS - DAY 188B open as Seitz ushers them inside, closes the doors, leaving them alone. Pulitzer waits by the windows, a looming shadowy figure; sounds of CHANTING, SHOUTING floating up from below. David is awed by the palatial office, but Jack saunters coolly to the windows past -- PULITZER You're going to listen to me, boy -- JACK I'd like to, Joe -- (opens a window; crowd noise pours in) -- but I can't hear ya. PULITZER We had a deal -- you broke it. You're going back to jail. JACK Maybe. But you can't put every kid in that square in jail. They ain't goin' away, Joe. PULITZER Neither am I. I can wait them out. It won't be me that's hurt. JACK You sure about that? He nods at David who produces a paper, reads: (CONTINUED) GOLDENROD 4/12/91 111. * 188B CONTINUED: 188B DAVID 'Since the strike, the World's circulation has dropped 70 per cent; advertising has been cut in half -- ' (stops reading) Every day you lose thousands of dollars -- just so you can beat us out of a lousy tenth of a cent per paper. Why? JACK It ain't about money, Dave -- if Joe gives in, that would mean nothin's like us got power. He can't let that happen -- no matter what it costs him. Right, Joe? PULITZER I'm about to show you what power really is... He slams the window shut; CROWD NOISE abruptly DROPS -- PULITZER I have the police outside waiting to arrest you -- DAVID You lousy double-crossing -- ! PULITZER -- then I'll deal with that rabble in the street. He's crossing to a buzzer on his desk; Jack, thinking fast, snatches up a copy of the Newsies News. JACK Ya got me, Joe -- but tell me one thing, willya? How'd ya like our paper -- nice printin', ain't it? Right off the presses of one of New York's greatest newspapers -- That stops him. He looks at Jack, frowning. PULITZER All the papers have an agreement... we print nothing about the newsies. Whose press did you use? (as Jack shrugs, smiles) It was Hearst, wasn't it...! (CONTINUED) GOLDENROD 4/12/91 112. * 188B CONTINUED: (2) 188B JACK (surprised) Hearst? Nah, it was yo -- David quickly stops him, seeing the gleam in Pulitzer's eyes. PULITZER I knew it. Whoever helped you print this lying rag is trying to break the strike, get the jump on the rest of us. Well, you're going to expose this backstabber to the other owners -- in exchange, I'll call off the police. Jack and David exchange glances, seeing an opening -- JACK Not enough, Joe -- you gotta deal with our demands. Otherwise, our lips are sealed. PULITZER (impatiently) All right, all right -- just say the traitor's name. It's Hearst, isn't it? Say it! Say the name of the scoundrel whose press you used so I can make him the disgrace of the newspaper world! Say his name, damn you! He thunders over them, eyes blazing in triumph. The boys say nothing, just smile up at him knowingly until at last the horrible truth begins to dawn and -- JACK We just wanna say, 'Thanks, Joe.' (as he stares, stunned) And Hearst and them other owners? Maybe they don't have to know. Depends. Pulitzer walks with stiff dignity to the window; from below, the FAINT CHANTING floats seems deafening to his ears. PULITZER Perhaps we can resolve our... small differences. David digs out their demands and prepares to read. GOLDENROD 4/12/91 113. * 189 OMITTED 189 & & 190 190 191 EXT. NEWSIE SQUARE - DAY 191 Race, Boots, Les, etc. unpacking rotten fruit, getting ready for action. They see several police moving into the square -- including a paddy wagon. RACE We gotta warn Jack -- ! The others nod agreement -- but where is he? Then they see -- 192 OMITTED 192 193 EXT. COURTYARD - GATES OF THE WORLD - DAY 193 Behind Weasel and the line of goons Jack and David are approaching, beaming in triumph. Seitz is with them. Les quickly slips through the bars, running to tell Jack -- but Weasel grabs him, shoves him back roughly -- LES Jack -- ! Jack -- ! Weasel, surprised, sees Jack behind him. WEASEL I don't know how he got in here, Mr. Seitz -- but I'll take care of him, with pleasure. Just say the word! SEITZ With pleasure. You're fired. WEASEL Come again...? A tomato hits him in the face; he turns to see Les wiping tomato juice off his hands. LES He said, you're fired. Triumphant, Jack hoists Les over his shoulders: JACK The strike's over -- we beat 'em! (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 114. 193 CONTINUED: 193 A huge roar goes up outside the gates -- they swing open and the Newsies swarm in, engulfing Weasel and the Delanceys -- trying to look like part of the gang -- as they rush to mob Jack and David. Jack spots Sarah -- she's waving and pointing in alarm at something. LES (remembers) The bulls! Jack -- the bulls! Jack sees several police shoving through the crowd toward him. He quickly deposits Les -- turns to run and sees -- -- Snyder right in front of him, hands behind his back. Jack spins away and right into the arms of -- MacSWAIN Easy, lad! You don't have to run anymore -- not from the likes of him anyway! Jack looks again and sees Snyder's hands are handcuffed behind him; two cops have him in custody. Denton is there, smiling. DENTON We brought the Warden over to say goodbye. Goodbye, Warden. Jack watches, amazed, uncomprehending, as the cops move Snyder to the paddy wagon. As the rear doors are opened, several boys pile out -- former inmates of the Refuge, including Tenpin. As Snyder is loaded in, the last boy is coming out, crutch first -- CRUTCHY (to Snyder) Remember what I told ya -- first t'ing ya do in jail, you make friends with the rats, share what you got in common -- (sees Jack) Hiya, Jack! My leg tells me the strike's over! * JACK (confused) Crutchy -- I don't get it. What happened -- ? (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 115. * 193 CONTINUED: (2) 193 CRUTCHY Ya orta seen it, Jack -- he came chargin' into the Refuge wavin' his walkin' stick like a sword and he's leadin' this army of lawyers and cops and Snyder's hidin' in the patata bin -- JACK What're you talkin' about -- who come chargin' in? CRUTCHY Who? Your pal! Him! He points O.S. -- Jack turns to see -- ELEGANT COACH parked across the square. A Rough Rider opens the door and a man leans forward -- a glimpse of silk hat and walrus mustache as Teddy Roosevelt raises his walking stick in salute to Jack across the square. BACK TO SCENE Jack is awestruck; so are the other Newsies gathering around. Denton moves up to Jack. DENTON Governor Roosevelt's very grateful that this problem was brought to his attention. He'd like to offer you a lift, anywhere you like. This time, you ride inside. Jack looks at the coach, torn. Boots holds the bundle of belongings he gave him earlier. Suddenly Jack decides, snaps his fingers, Boots tosses him the bundle. JACK Think he could drop me at the train yards? Denton moves off toward the coach. David, Sarah, Les look stunned, dismayed -- Jack avoids their eyes. Behind them, the BELL RINGS, the circulation window opens for business -- a crowd of Newsies races to line up. The gang looks at them hungrily, eager to return the work. They look at Jack. (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 116. * 193 CONTINUED: (3) 193 RACETRACK You really goin' this time...? JACK It's now or never, Racetrack. RACETRACK Won't be the same without ya. Give ya even odds on that. He shakes; the others crowd around. David looks on, left out for the moment; Sarah and Les beside him. KID BLINK See ya in the funny papes, cowboy -- JACK Yeah, Blink, keep ya eye peeled. MUSH (forced) Ya hear what he said -- Blink says... ya hear it? BOOTS We heard it. (offering marbles) My best shooters. Never know when ya need good shooters. SPOT Take it easy, Jackie- boy. Ya ever get in a spot -- (spits in his palm; shakes) -- think of me. CRUTCHY Don't wanna alarm ya, Jack, but what I hear, out West ain't like New York at all -- it's fulla bulls, for one t'ing -- not cops, neither, but big ugly animals with horns and -- JACK (hugs him) I'll miss ya, Crutch. Crutchy hobbles off to the dock. Jack looks off at the waiting coach, then holds out his hand to Les, who runs up and clings to him. (CONTINUED) )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 117. * 193 CONTINUED: (4) 193 JACK I ain't no good at writin' and stuff but... I'll be thinkin' of ya... SARAH You don't have to run away anymore, Jack. You have a choice now. DAVID We won today, but the fight's not over. You're needed, Jack. We need you. Here. He stands, looking at them. JACK Maybe that's what scares me... Suddenly, the emotions are too much for him -- he turns, runs across the square, not looking back, racing towards the coach. Les starts after him -- David catches him, holds him, as he and Sarah watch -- -- Jack climbing into the coach, greeted by Teddy. The door closes, the coach trots away. "SANTA FE" is underscored. As the coach moves off, the Newsies move up, waving their caps goodbye. David and Sarah watch, feeling a great loss; Les is crushed. The Newsies move into the court- yard, trying to keep their spirits up as: MUSIC BEGINS: REPRISE: "CARRYIN' THE BANNER" APPROX: 3:00 The Newsies sing as they MUSH line up, trying to keep TRY BOTTLE ALLEY OR THE their spirits up. HARBOR KID BLINK TRY CENTRAL PARK IT'S GUARANTEED BOOTS TRY ANY BANKER, BUM, OR BARBER CRUTCHY THEY ALMOST ALL KNOWS HOW TO READ. 193A OMITTED 193A )P( 5/1/91 BLUE (2) 117A. 193B EXT. LOADING DOCK/WINDOW - NEWSIES 193B sing as they wait for papers, but something's missing... NEWSIES a voice, a presence, a IT'S A FINE LIFE, spirit -- and then -- CARRYIN' THE BANNER... (ETC.) -- Jack leaps onto the dock and rings the bell -- (CONTINUED) PINK 4/1/91 118. 193B CONTINUED: 193B JACK Call it, Les! LES Comin' down the chute! The papers slide down the chute; Jack moves to the front of the line grinning -- seeing Sarah smiling at him from the gates. Jack sings out, the song soars, continuing as the Newsies are back on the job -- getting their papers, fanning out across the courtyard, into the city beyond. It is indeed a fine life as closing credits roll until we -- FADE OUT.