Max Casella credited as playing...
Racetrack Higgins
- Racetrack: In 1899, the streets of New York City echoed with the voices of newsies, peddling the papers of Joseph Pulitzer, William Randalph 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 pape. Poor orphans and runaways, the newsies were a ragged army without a leader, until one day all that changed.
- Racetrack: 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.
- Racetrack: We ain't got five bucks! We don't even got five cents! Your Honor, how 'bout I roll ya for it, double or nuttin'?
- Racetrack: You know that hot tip I told you about?
- Jack Kelly: Yeah.
- Racetrack: Nobody told the horse.
- Crutchy: Jack, when I walk, does it look like I'm fakin' it?
- Jack Kelly: Nah, Crutchy, who says ye'r fakin' it?
- Crutchy: I don't know... It's just there's so many fake crips on the streets today, a real crip ain't got a chance. I gotta find me a new sellin' spot where they ain't used to seein' me!
- Mush: [singing] Try Bottle Alley or da harbor.
- Racetrack: [singing] Try Central Park, it's guaranteed.
- Jack Kelly: [singing] Try any banker, bum, or barber.
- Skittery: [singing] They almost all knows how to read.
- Racetrack: Deah me, what is dat unpleasant aroma? I fear da sewer may have backed up durin' da night.