| Spot #1- Well if it ain't Jack be nimble Jack be quick Spot #2 Heya Boots, hows it rollin Spot #3 Yeah, so Jacky-Boy. I've been hearin' things from little birds. Things from Harlem, Queens, all over. They been chirpin in my ear. Jacky-boy's newsies is playin' like thier goin' on strike. Spot #4 Oh yeah? Yeah? What is this Jacky boy, some kind of walking mouth? Spot #5 Yeah, so they told me. But what'd they tell you? Spot #6 Your right Jacky-Boy, Brains. But I got brains too, and more than just half a one. How do I know you punks won't run the first time some goon comes at ya with a club? How do I know you got what it takes to win? Spot #7 That ain't good enough Jacky-boy. You gotta show me. Spot #8 Never fear, Brooklyn is here. Spot #9 Where's me picture? Wheres me picture? Spot #10 Where does it say my name? Wheres my name? Spot #11 Spot (singing) a porcelin tub with boiling water Spot #12 Any scab I see I soak em.' Period. Spot #13 Hey look. 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. Spot #14 I say that what you say is what I say. Spot #15. Hey, yer honor, I object! Spot #16 On the grounds of Brooklyn yer honor. Spot #17 Hey Hey Hey! Break it up. Hey, Race, come here. Spot #18 Just tell me I'm seeing things. Just tell me I'm seeing things. Spot#19 He's dressed like a scabber! Spot #20. He sold us out! Spot #21 Hey, hey, hey. Let me get my hands dirty. Come here you dirty rotten scabber! Traitor! Spot #22 Traitor! Spot #23 Brooklyn! Spot #24 Hey fellas, they're over here. |
| Spot Conlon's Lines in Newsies! (thank me later) |
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