Newsies Jr. Weisel lines

good morning, Weasel. did you miss me?

the name’s Wise-EL.

Ain’t that what I said? I’ll take the usual.

A hundred papes for the wise guy.

I’ll take fifty.

Fifty for Race. Next!

Good morning, Mr. Wiesel.

Fifty papes for crutches.

Five to one jack skunks ‘ em!

Papes for the newsies! Line up!

I’ll take twenty newspapers, please.

Twenty for the new kid. Let’s see the dime.

I’ll pay you when I sell them.

Funny kid. C’mon, cash up front.

But whatever I don’t sell, you buy back, right?

This kids a riot. Cough up the cash or blow.

Come on, move along. Albert, lemme see your money.

You have a very interesting’ face. Ever think of gettin’ into the movin’ pictures?

You think I could?

New kid’s right, Weasel. Ya gave him nineteen. I’m sure it was an honest mistake on accounta Oscar can’t count to twenty with his shoes on.

Here. Now take a hike.

Like Pulitzer don’t make enough already?

Papes for the newsies. Line up!

Good joke, Weasel. Really got us goin’. I’ll take a hundred and be on my way.

A hundred’ll cost sixty.

I ain’t payin’ no sixty—

Then make way for someone who will.

I’ll save you the walk. They upped their price too.

It’s the same all around town. New day, New price.

Why the jack-up?

For them kind’a answers you gotta ask a little further up the food chain. So you buyin’ or movin’ on?

(Police enter with Wiesel, the Delaney, sunder, and police officers.) [after SEIZE THE DAY (part 2)]

Time these kids learned a lesson.