David:
You're a liar! You lied about everything. You lied about your father being out west, 'cause he's not out west! You didn't even tell me your real name!
Jack:
So? What you wanna do about it Dave?
David:
I don't understand you.
Jack:
Oh, so let me spell it out for you. You see, I ain't got nobody tucking me in at night, like you. It's just me, I gotta look out for myself.
David:
You had the Newsies!
Jack:
Oh, what'd being a Newsie ever give me but a dime a day and a few black eyes? You know, I can't afford to be a kid no more, Dave. For the first time in my life, I got money in my pockets. Real money. Money, you understand? I got more on the way and as soon as I collect, I'm gone, I'm away.
David:
Well, that's good! That's good because we don't need you! We don't need you! All those words you said, those were mine.
Jack:
Yeah, but you never had the guts to put them across yourself, did ya?
David:
I do now.
