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17 Cards in this Set
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Race: FROM BOTTLE ALLEY TO THE HARBOR THERES EASY PICKINGS GUARANTEED |
Finch: TRY ANY BANKER BUM OR BARBER THEY ALMOST ALL KNOWS HOW TO READ |
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Jack: I’m crushed |
Finch: Hey Crutchie. What’s you leg say? Gonna rain? |
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Chrutchie: No rain. Partly cloudy. Clear by evening. |
Finch: they oughta bottle this guy! |
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Race: IT TAKES AN ORPHAN WITH A STUTTER |
Finch: WHOS ALSO BLIND |
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Newsies: A BUNCH O’ BIG SHOTS TOSSIN OUT A FREEBIE |
Finch: HEY! WHATS THE HOLD UP WAITIN MAKES ME ANTSY I LIKED LIVIN CHANCEY |
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Albert: WISH I COULD CATCH A BREEZE |
Finch: MAYBE ITS WORTH A SHOT |
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Newsies: the Delancey brothers. |
Finch: Hey, Oscar word on the street says you and your brother took up money to beat up striking trolley workers. |
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Jack: C’mere fellas. |
Finch: They can’t just do that can they. |
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Jack: AND THE WORLD WILL KNOW. |
Finch: What’s to stop some other kids comin’ along to sell our papes? |
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Jack: C’mon. Brooklyn. Spot colons turf. Finch, you tellin me you’re scared of Brooklyn? |
Finch: I ain’t scared of no turf. But that Spot Colon gets me a little jittery. |
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Mr. Jacobi: Lets go boys, play outside. I gotta set up for dinner. I got payin’ customers need the tables. |
Finch: C’mon. We got newsies to visit. |
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Jack: They wanted proof we’re not gonna fold at the first sign of trouble. |
Finch: are we? |
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Jack: we can’t back down now. No matter who does or doesn’t show. Like it or not, now is when we take a stand. |
Finch: how’s about we just don’t show for work? That’ll send a message. |
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Jack: Scabs. Who do you think? |
Finch: if they think they can just waltz in here and take our jobs- |
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Mr Jacobi: Just ask a fish, in the desert. |
Finch: why do old people talk? |
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HENRY: PASTRAMI ON RYE WITH A SOUR PICKLE |
Finch: MY PERSONAL PUSS ON A WOODEN NICKEL |
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Spot: newsies United! Let’s see what Pulitzer has to say to you now. |
Finch: hey Davey wheres Jack? |
