Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm with "The New York Sun." I'm Bryan Denton.
Never, d'ya hear?
whether I stay or go matter to anybody.
♫ Well who said you needed one ♪
Besides, I got family here.
- So why the jack up, Weasel? - Why not?
Go tell him, Jack!
Terrified flight from inferno!
We'll get a new headline writer, sir.
There's not supposed to be much place left for that to go... There's not supposed to be much place left for that to go...
we bust their heads like the trolley workers.
Where are the tiddies!!!!! We want them now!
[SHOUTING]
The city's at a standstill and they all blame the chief.
Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike!
[WHINNYING]
Well, I guess I can't be something I ain't.
[CHEERING]
♫ And the old will fall and the young stand tall ♪
- Never! - Get outta here! Off with him.
DAVID: I'll get the knife.
Sarah.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
I must have you scared pretty bad, old man.
Carryin' the banner!
But you never had the guts to put 'em across yourself.
- If he's the best, then how come he needs me? - Oooh!
♫ Santa Fe ♪♪
♫ Like I'm gonna live forever ♪
♫ I put on my best and I stick out my chest ♪
If Joe gives in to nobodies like us,
- Ya fink! - Let me get my hands dirty.
♫ And our ranks will grow and our ranks will grow ♪
Hey, hey, big time.
"Dese" is for the newsies.
Everybody, what are ya doin'?
♫ In Santa Fe ♪
Get him inside.
- David. - David, as in David and Goliath?
- 20 papes, please. - Next.
Escaped criminal?
All right, yeah!
You don't know Hearst like I do.
If it's not in the papers, it never happened.
- Of course, you know Mr. Hearst. - Of course.
I was in a war!
I'm comin'.
We'll steal Hearst's man. Offer him double.
How do I know you punks won't run the first time some goon comes at you?
[CHEERING]
♫ We improves our circulation ♪
[GROUP SHOUTING]
Hey, cheese it!
So with my experience and their hard work,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU TITTY!
This is my pal, David,
your circulation has been down 70%.
- That's right. Hey, fellas. - Look at that angel.
And all the others. After all, you're their leader.
Can I get you anything else, Mr. Snyder?
♫ Fate just crowned me I'm the king of New York ♪
- "Velcome," gentlemen. - Medda also owns the joint.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Just the newsies, sir. I'll go have them quieted.
♫ Boy, ain't nature fascinatin' ♪
Oh boy, how?
We've been waiting dinner for you. Where have you been?
JACK: It ain't about the money, Dave.
- Uh, Officer, may I, please? - Sure, kid.
Are we gonna take what they give us or are we gonna strike?
♫ I get better stories from the copper on the beat ♪
- Carryin' the banner. - Carryin' the banner.
It's nice of Mr. Pulitzer to let us use his press.
We gotta get word out to all the newsies in New York.
- Hey, hey, hey. - [MUMBLING]
No, Teddy Roosevelt. You ever heard of him?
This is going to heal. They'll give me back my job.
Ah, you gonna be requiring anything else this evening?
Oh, Jack! Jack, it's a trick!
♫And our ranks will grow and grow and grow and so ♪
The ink is wet. The presses are rollin'!
Hiya, boys.
RACETRACK: They can do whatever they want, it's their stinkin'paper.
with more money in your pockets than you could earn in... three lifetimes.
♫ All I need's a few more dollars ♪
So when's the others comin', kid?
- That'll move things along considerably. - Your Honor, I object.
- Where'd you get them clothes? - Mr. Pulitzer picked them.
"Baby Born With Three Heads!"
"Trolley Strike Drags On...
WE'LL MAKE OUR OWN PAPER
We're gonna need the newsies to circulate.
So we've been talkin' to other newsies all around the city.
- ♫ Darling ♪ - ♫ Something to wake me up ♪
- Gonna be another late one. - Yes, I know.
All right!
Go on, tell him.
[CHEERING]
Oh, Kelly!
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- ♫ It's a fine life carrying the banner ♪ - ♫ You've got 'em, Cowboy ♪
Hey, Denton, I guess we made all the papes this time.