SPOT: Hey, fellas, they're over here!
The newsies gather around and start asking questions. Jack bends over and whispers in Les's ear.
JACK: The strike's over. We beat 'em.
Jack lifts Les onto his shoulders and look out towards all the children.
JACK: We beat 'em!
The crowd cheers. All the newsies hug and pat each other on the back Weasel, Oscar and Morris put on their hats and leave. Anne hugs Specs as cheers roar. A paddy wagon pulls up. Snyder is sitting in the front seat with two cops.
LES: Jack! Jack, it's the bulls. It's the bulls. Let me down!
SWIFTY: Down Jack. Get down!
KID BLINK: Hide Jack
DENTON: Jack, it's over. No, no. You don't have to run. Not anymore. Not from the likes of him. Come on, Come on.
A cop opens the paddy wagon and the kids from the Refuge come out. Mary comes out and the last one is Crutchy. A cop leads Snyder into the paddy wagon. Crutchy taps him on the back.
Mary runs right to Anne.
ANNE: Mary!
MARY: Anne!
The pair hug each other tightly, Anne begins crying tears of joy.
ANNE: it's over, it's all over
MARY: what? The strike?
ANNE: yes!
Mary jumps in joy.
CRUTCHY: Ah, remember what I told ya, Mr. Snyder. The first thing ya do in jail, make friends with the rats. Share what you got in common.
Snyder climes in. A police officer is about to close the door.
CRUTCHY: Officer, may I please?
POLICE OFFICER: Sure kid.
Crutchy hands his crutch to a kid. He slams the door and locks it. He gets his crutch back and goes over to Jack and the others.
JACK: Heya Crutchy.
DENTON: You won't be seeing much of him anymore. Say goodbye Warden.
NEWSIES: Goodbye Warden!
The paddy wagon pulls away.
CRUTCHY: Oh, Jack, you ought tah seen it! He comes stormin' into the Refuge waving his walking stick like a sword and he's leading in this army of lawyers and cops.
JACK: Who comes stormin' in?
CRUTCHY: You know, your friend. Him! Teddy Roosevelt
the newsies are amazed!
DENTON: The Governor's very grateful that you brought this problem to his attention. I said you might need a lift somewhere. He'd be happy to oblige. Anywhere you want. And this time, you ride inside.
JACK: So, can he drop me at the train-yards?
DENTON: Yeah, if that's what you want.
They make their way to Roosevelt's carriage. Jack shakes his hand and climes in. Boots throws Jack a bag. David, Les and Sarah watch sadly. The work kids follow the carriage as it leaves, leaving the newsies alone. The circulation bell begins to ring.
MUSH: Try Bottle Alley or the harbor
RACETRACK: Try Central Park, it's guaranteed
ANNE & MARY: Try any banker, bum or barber
KID BLINK: They almost all knows how tah read
BOOTS: Summer stinks
SKITTERY: And winter's waiting
SPECS, BUMLETS & SNIPESHOOTER: Welcome to New York
SNODDY, PIE EATER, SWIFTY, ITEY & JAKE: Boy ain't nature fascinating
NEWSIES: When youse gotta walk
The newsies line up for their papers. David is first in line. He slaps down a coin.
DAVID: Hundred papes.
MUSH: Alright Davey.
The newsies hear cheers and turn to see the carriage returning. All the work kids are following.
MUSH: Dave, he's back!
JACK: Thanks for the advice, Governor. Like you
said, I still got things to do. Besides, I got family here.
He gets out of the carriage and gives Les his cowboy hat. All the newsies yell and talk at the same time.
JACK: So, how's the headline today?
DAVID: Headlines don't sell papes, newsies sell papes.
JACK: Come here, Davey.
Jack holds out his hand. David spits in his and shakes it. Sarah makes her way through the crowd. Her and Jack kiss. All the newsies cheer and yell. The carriage pulls away, with Roosevelt and Spot in it. Spot tips his hat and waves as he leaves.
SARAH: Bye Spot!
JACK: Go back to Brooklyn ya hear!
David, Jack, Sarah, Les and Crutchy follow the carriage. Denton shakes David's hand, then goes to the side and starts writing. Anne and Specs are hand in hand as cheers roar everywhere. The newsies, with their papers, dance as they leave.
GROUP 1:It's a fine life Carryin' the banner,
It's a fine life Carryin' the banner,
It's a fine life Carryin' the banner,
It's a fine life Carryin'the banner,
GROUP 2: You got 'em, Cowboy. You showed 'em how boy! You got 'em Cowboy You showed 'em how boy!
Anne and specs walk around still hand in hand.
SPECS: Anne
ANNE: yeah specs?
SPECS: I-i love you.
ANNE: I love you too.
Anne kisses Specs as his face turns a pink color. They were free.
YOU ARE READING
Anne and Mary
FantasyAfter running for years, Anne finally finds herself a job, and a home.
