The next day

In a building somewhere in Manhattan, Pulitzer, Seitz and Jonathan are sitting in Pulitzer's office. "I know we need to make more money. That's why we're here, to find out how to make more money." Pulitzer explained to the other two men.

"I have several proposals. First, to increase the paper's price. 'Jonathan the skinny male with the mustache says. "Then Hearst outsells me and I'm in the poorhouse. Brilliant, Jonathan, brilliant."Pulitzer says not getting what he was actually saying.

"Not the customer's price. The price to the distribution apparatus." Johnathan tries to explain.
"Charge the newsies more for their papers? Bad idea, Chief." Seitz adds in.
"Very well. My next proposal, salary cuts. Particularly those at the top." Johnathan suggests

"Very bad idea, Chief." Seitz says again "Wait. What do the newsies pay now? 50 cents for 100 papers? If you raise it to 60 cents." Pulitzer puts in his udea.

"A mere tenth of a cent per paper."
"Multiply by 40, 000 papers a day? 7 days a week?" Pulitzer asks

"It definitely adds up, sir." Jonathan tells the older man. "If you do this, every newsie we've got will head straight for Hearst." Seitz says, trying to change his mind.

"You don't know Hearst like I do, Seitz. As newspapermen, he and I would cut each other's throats to get an advantage. But as gentlemen, as businessmen, I also see eye to eye on certain things. Now, if we do it, Hearst and I, if we do it, then the other papers will do it." Pulitzer tells the other two.

"It's going to be awfully tough on those children." Seitz says even tho Pulitzer doesn't care about the news, just the money.

"Nonsense, nonsense. It'll be good for them. Incentive, make them work harder, sell more papers. They'll look on it as an advantage." Pilitzer says not knowing what he is doing will later have a different outcome.

On the streets

The newsies have gathered outside the World building for their newspapers, when Jack joins them.

"They jacked up the price! You hear that Jack? Ten cents a hundred! You know, it's bad enough that we gotta eat what we don't sell, now they jack up the price! Can you believe that?" Kid blink as Jack is outraged. Behind him one of the brothers was mocking him.

"I'll be back sleeping on the streets." Boots says bummed out. "It dont make no sense. I mean, all the money Pulitzer's making, why would he gouge us?" Mush asks crunchy confused

"Because he's a tight wad, that's why!" Racetrack inputs "Pipe down, it's just a gag. So, why the jack up Weasel?" Jack asks, coming up to the counter.

"Why not?" Weasel says putting his finger in his mouth before putting it in the air. "It's a nice day. Why don'tcha ask Mr. Pulitzer?"

"They can't do this to me Jack." Blink says to jack as he stands next to blink "They can do whatever they want. It's their stinkin' paper." This time it was racetrack. Jackal sits next to boots who has his head in his hands/

"It ain't fair. We got no rights at all." Boots sighs "Come on, it's a rigged deck. They got all the marbles okay ." racetrack says "Jack, we got no choice, so why don't we get our lousy papes while they still got some, huh?" Mush tries to bargain

No! Nobody's going anywhere. They can't get away with this!" Jack exclaims pushing Racetrack back before he can't walk up. Newsies start talking over each other still crowding jack.

"Give him some room, give him some room. Let him think." less cuts through the boys to get to Jack. Jack smokes a cigarette while the others wait in silence. Racetrack rolls his eyes at the boy "Jack, are you done thinking' yet?" Racetrack asks Jack inpatient.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! World employees only on this side of the gate!" Weasel says, making the newsies yell at him to shut up.

"Well, listen. One thing is for sure, if we don't sell papes, then nobody sells papes. (there are rounds of agreement) Nobody comes through those gates until they put the price back to where it was.' Says Jack

"You mean like a strike?" Says David unknowingly giving him an idea. Jack thinks for a moment before speaking "Yeah, like a strike!" the others laugh at him. "Are you out of your mind?" Racetrack as Jack in disbelief.

"It's a good idea!" Jack said back offended. David hops begging Jack so he's right next to the boy on the other side. "Jack, I was only joking. We can't go on strike, we don't have a union."

"But, if we go on strike, then we are a union, right?" Jack tries "No, we're just a bunch of angry kids with no money. Maybe if we got every newsie in New York, but..." Before David can finish, Jack hops up from the step he was sitting on.

"Yeah, well we organize. Crutchy, you take up for collection. We get all the newsies in New York together." Jack starts to plan as everyone starts walking "Jack, this isn't a joke. You saw what happened to those trolley workers." David tries to get Jack to change his mind.

"Yeah, well that's another good idea. Any newsie doesn't join with us, then we bust their heads like the trolley workers."
" Stop and think about this Jack. You can't just rush everybody into this" David tries

"Alright. Let me think about it. Listen. Dave's right. Pulitzer and Hearst and all them other rich fellas, I mean, they own this city, so do they really think a bunch of street kids like us can make any difference? The choice has got to be yours. Are we just gonna take what they give us, or are we gonna strike? Jack asks the newsies are now by the statue in the middle of the town.

"Strike!" Les is the first one to yell and thrust his fake sword to the sky, from behind him David looks at his younger brother in disbelief. He then grabs Les and covers his mouth as others agree.

"Keep talking Jack, tell us what to do!" Boots encourages Jack, not knowing how to start, turns to David. "Well, you tell us what to do Davey." He says standing next to David putting his arm on the statue. 

David looks at the taller one for a second. "Yeah come on Dave, tell us what to do," Someone in the crowd says "Pulitzer and Hearst have to respect our rights," David says

"Hey listen! Pulitzer and Hearst have to respect the rights of the working boys of New York! (Others clap and cheer) Well, that worked pretty well, so what else?" Jack tells the others louder before looking at Davey again. Everyone leans in

"Tell them that they can't treat us like we don't exist,"Davey suggested. Jack looks at the crowd for a second before jumping on the platform which the statue is on as music begins to play in the background.

"Pulitzer and Hearst, they think we're nothing. Are we nothing?"

NEWSIES: No!
"We're a union now, the Newsboys Union. We have to start acting like a union." says david

Jack sings

Even though we ain't got hats or badges We're a union just by saying so                                                     And the World will know!

"What's to start somebody else from selling our papes?" boots asks. "Well what's wrong with them?"jack asks "Some of them don't sound so good!" racetrack says back. "Well then we'll soak 'em!
 "No! (David interrupts) We can't beat up kids in the streets. It'll give us a bad name."

"Can't get any worse," Crutchy says saracticly
"What's it gonna take to stop the wagons? Are we ready?

The newsies say yeah while David yells no. Jack started to sing again, no one noticing victory sitting down as he had heard the commotion while selling his papes.

"What's it gonna take to stop the scabber?"
"Can we do it?"

NEWSIES: Yeah!"

JACK: We'll do what we gotta do until we Break (he snaps the stick he was holding) the will of mighty Bill and Joe!

Jack climbs on top of the actual statue to be higher,
The newsies join in singing

And the World will know
And the Journal too!
Mr. Hearst and Pulitzer
Have we got news for you!
Now the World will hear
What we've got to say
We've been hawking headlines
But we're making 'em today.
And our ranks will grow!

And we'll kick their rear! (everyone laughs at crutchy)

NEWSIES: And the World will know that we been here!

The newsies start to walk in the street.

JACK:
When the circulation bell starts ringing
Will we hear it?
NEWSIES: No!

JACK:
What if the Delancey's come out swinging
Will we hear it?

NEWSIES:

No!                                                                                                             

When you've got a hundred voices singing
Who can hear a lousy whistle blow?
And the World will know
That this ain't no game
That we got a ton of rotten fruit and perfect aim
So they gave their word
But it ain't worth beans!
Now they're gonna see what 'stop the presses' really mean
And the day has come
And the time is now 
And the fear is gone

BOOTS:" And their name is mud!"
NEWSIES: And the strike is on"
BOOTS: And I can't stand blood!
NEWSIES: And the World will.
JACK: Pulitzer may crack the whip, but he won't whip us!

Victory, who was on the bench still watching them sing and do twists and flips, shakes his head at the newsies.

"Damm kids." Victory shakes his head getting up from the seat putting his almost gone newspaper in his bag before walking away not noticing the eyes of a slightly older man watching his body get smaller handing out his newspapers to people on the way.

NEWSIES:

Pulitzer may crack the whip but he won't whip us!
And the World will know
And the World will learn
And the World will wonder how
We made the tables turn
And the World will see
That we had to choose
That the things we do today
Will be tomorrow's news
And the old will fall
And the young stand tall
And the time is now
And the winds will blow
And our ranks will grow
And grow and grow and so
The World will feel the fire

And finally know!

Jack writes strike in chalk on the announcement board and everyone cheers. The guy from early takes his hat off walking by the statue watching the kids cheer and throw their hats up.

NEWSIES: Strike! Strike! Strike! (etc.)

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Thank you for readings! heres another fun fact! 

Fun fact: Upon its release, Newsies was one of Disney's lowest-grossing live-action films, earning less than a fifth of its $15 million budget. However, it later gained a cult following through home video releases.