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Five bucks? We ain't got five bucks! We ain't even got five cents! Hey your honor how bout I roll ya for it, double or nothin'?
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Five to one that Cowboy skunks 'em! Huh, who's bettin'?
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Hey Cowboy! Nice shine-a'!
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Hey, glum and dumb! What'sa matta with you? You get your picture in the papes, you're famous. You're famous, you get anything you want! That's what's so great about New York!
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I say, that what you say...is what I say.
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If I hate the headline I'll make up a headline and I'll say anything I havta!
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In 1899, the streets of New York City echoed with the voices of newsies, peddling the papers of Joseph Pulitzer, William Randalph Hearst, and other giants of the newspaper world. On every corner you saw them carrying the banner, bringing you the news for a penny a pape. Poor orphans and runaways, the newsies were a ragged army without a leader, until one day all that changed.
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It's this brain of mine, always makin' mistakes. It's got a mind of its own!
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Listen, they're gonna be playing with my hands alright. Cuz it ain't what they say, it's what we say. And nobody ain't gonna listen to us unless we make 'em.
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Look at this. "Baby Born With Two Heads". Must be from Brooklyn.
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Never fear, Brooklyn is here!
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Nope, it's nineteen Weasel. It's nineteen, but don't worry about it; it's an honest mistake. See Morris, he can't count to twenty with his shoes on.
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Oh, you mean Jack Kelly. Yeah, he was here. But he put an egg in his shoe and...beat it.
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Remember Crutchie? (Said to Morris Delancy before headbutting him)
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Runnin'!