Boots:
"We're doin' it now because de cops is all busy, an' we can do in any scab newsboy dat shows his face widout police interference. We're here fer our rights an' we will die defendin' 'em. At de rates dey give us now we can't make on'y four cents on ten papers, an' dat ain't enough to pay fer swipes."
Spot:
"We have tied up de scab sheets so tight dat y' can't buy one fer a dollar in de street. Hold
out, my gallant kids, an' tomorrer I meself, at de head of t'ree tousand noble hearts from
Brooklyn will be over here t'help youse win yer noble scrap fer freedom an' fair play."
One time, a scab came out with his papes and a policeman next to him. The newsies who
were waiting for him couldn't get him with the policeman there. Then one of them had an idea.
Mush Meyers:
"That cop's too fat to run fast an' I'll get him after me if you'll tend to the scab when he gets
away"
Mush's plan DID work, just so y'know. He ran up, stole the scabs papes, and took off
running as fast as he could. When the police officer ran after him, the other newsies got the scab.
Kid Blink:
"Ain't that ten cents worth as much to us as it is to Hearst and Pulitzer who are
millionaires? Well, I guess it is. If they can't spare it, how can we?... I'm trying to figure out how
ten cents on a hundred papers can mean more to a millionaire than it does to newsboys, an' I
can't see it."
When the newsies had their rally, they tried to get a band, but were unable to, due to the
fact that Chief of Police, Devery, refused to give them a permit.
Racetrack Higgins:
"Mr. Devery says to me, 'Go way, you slob' and I says, 'Mr. Devery, don't call me a slob. I
ain't so high up in office as you, but some day I may be higher."
