"We ain't gonna have to steal no more, that's what I'm tryin' to tell ya. I've got eight bucks in my damn pockets, twenty more come Thursday, boy. We're gonna be ridin' easy before very long, I'm gonna tell ya. She went crazy if you want to know the damn truth of it...She turned into a damn alley cat."

"[to Ratso] You want me to stay here. You're after somethin'. What are you after? You don't look like a fag."

"Well, sir, I ain't a for-real cowboy. But I am one helluva stud."

"Lotta rich women back there, Ralph, begging for it, paying for it, too...and the men - they're mostly tutti fruttis. So I'm gonna cash in on some of that, right?...Hell, what do I got to stay around here for? I got places to go, right?"

"You know what you can do with them dishes. And if you ain't man enough to do it for yourself, I'd be happy to oblige. I really would."

"[to himself, in the mirror] You know what you gotta do cowboy."

"Jennifer Salt - Annie"

"Barnard Hughes - Towny"

"Brenda Vaccaro - Shirley"

"John McGiver - Mr. O'Daniel"

"Sylvia Miles - Cass"

"Jon Voight - Joe Buck"

"Dustin Hoffman - Enrico Salvatore 'Ratso' Rizzo"

"Bus driver: Okay, folks, everything's all right. Nothing to worry about...Okay folks, nothin' to worry about. Just a little illness. We'll be in Miami in just a few minutes."

"Shirley: Like, uh, say, hay, lay, hay, hey, lay, hmmm...gay ends in y. Hmmm? Do you like that?...Gay, fey. Is that your problem, baby?"

"Annie: Do you love me Joe? Do you love me? Love me? You're the only one Joe. You're the only one. You're better Joe. You're better than the rest of 'em. You're better than any of them Joe. You love me Joe. You're better than all of 'em. You're the best Joe."

"I've prayed on the streets. I've prayed in the saloons. I've prayed in the toilets. It don't matter where, so long as He gets that prayer."

"[to Joe] I'm gonna use ya. I'm gonna run you ragged...You and me can have fun together. It doesn't have to be joyless."

"I don't think I can walk anymore. I've been fallin' down a lot. I'm scared...You know what they do to ya when, when they know you can't, when they find out that you can't walk-walk. Oh Christ."

"You want the word on that brother and sister act. Hansel's a fag, and Gretel's got the hots for herself so who cares, right?"

"Not bad, not bad for a cowboy. You're OK. You're OK."

"End up a hunchback like my old man? If you think I'm crippled, you should have caught him at the end of the day. My old man spent fourteen hours a day down in that subway. He come home at night, two to three hours worth of change stained with shoe polish. Stupid bastard coughed his lungs out from breathin' in that wax all day. Even a faggot undertaker couldn't get his nails clean. They had to bury him with gloves on."

"The two basic items necessary to sustain life are sunshine and coconut milk. Did you know that? That's a fact. In Florida, they got a terrific amount of coconut trees there. In fact, I think they even got 'em in the, uh, gas stations over there. And ladies? You know that in Miami, you got, uh, you listenin' to me? You got more ladies in Miami than in any resort area in the country there. I think per capita on a given day, there's probably, uh, three hundred of 'em on the beach. In fact, you can't even, uh, scratch yourself without gettin' a belly-button, uh, up the old kazoo there."

"You know, in my own place my name ain't Ratso. I mean, it just so happens that in my own place, my name is Enrico Salvatore Rizzo...At least call me Rico in my own god-damn place."

"It's not, not bad, huh? There's no heat here, but you know, by the time winter comes, I'll be in Florida."

"Got my own private entrance here. You're the only one who knows about it. Watch the plank. Watch the plank. Break your god-damn skull. No way to collect insurance."

"The X on the windows means the landlord can't collect rent, which is a convenience, on account of it's condemned."

"You know, with proper management, you could be takin' home fifty, maybe a hundred dollars a day, easy."

"HEY! I'm walkin' here! I'm walkin' here! [bangs hand on car] Up yours, you son-of-a-bitch! You don't talk to me that way! Get outta here! [to Joe] Don't worry about that. Actually, that ain't a bad way to pick up insurance, you know."

"Never fear, Brooklyn is here!"

"I say, that what you say...is what I say."

"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!"

"What are we supposed to do to the bums, kiss 'em?"

"Hey Cowboy! Nice shine-a'!"

"Five to one that Cowboy skunks 'em! Huh, who's bettin'?"

"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'?"

"[singing] When I dream on my own I'm alone but I ain't lonely. For a dreamer, night's the only time-a day."

"[first lines; opening narration] In 1899, the streets of New York City echoed with the voices of newsies, peddling the papers of Joseph Pulitzer, William Randolph 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 page. Poor orphans and runaways, the newsies were a ragged army without a leader, until one day, all that changed."

"Oh, you mean Jack Kelly. Yeah, he was here. But he put an egg in his shoe and...beat it."

"Look at this. "Baby Born With Two Heads". Must be from Brooklyn."

"[singing] If I hate the headline I'll make up a headline and I'll say anything I havta!"

"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."

"We sell together, we split 70-30, plus you get the benefit of observin' me no charge!"

"Remember Crutchie? [said to Morris Delancy before headbutting him]"

"[David: Hey, hey, hey! What do you think you're doin'?] Runnin'! [continues running from the Delancy brothers as the Newsies cheer him on]"

"[singing] We're a union just by sayin' so."

"Well, dat's da foist thing ya gotta learn - headlines don't sell papes. Newsies sell papes."

"You got no brains! Why are we starting to fight each other? It's just what the big shots want to see that we're street trash; street rats with no brains with no respect for nothin' including ourselves! So here's how it is: if we don't act together, then we're nothin', if we don't stick together, we're nothin', and if we can't even trust each other, then we're nothin'."

"Alicia Witt — June Carter"

"Hugh Grant — George Wade"