PULITZER: Gentlemen, we need to sell more papers.
There's an answer right before your eyes, but you're just not thinking this through
Nunzio knows,
when he's cutting my hair
Trim a bit here
And then trim a bit there
Just a modest adjustment
Can fatten the bottom line
BUNSEN: What if we cut back personnel?
SEITZ: How about a few salary trims?
BUNSEN: We could lower the price of the paper
PULITZER: Bankrupting me even faster! Let me try again
Shaving is tricky
The razor should float
Shave me too close
And you may slit my throat
Its the simplest solutions that bolster the bottom line
BUNSEN: I've got it! If we charge the newsies sixty cents per hundred instead of fifty-
SEITZ: They'd have to sell ten more papers just to earn the same amount as always
PULITZER: My thought exactly. It's genius
HANNAH: It's gonna be awfully rough on those children
PULITZER: They'll be learning a real life lesson in economics.
I couldn't offer them a better education if they were my own
Give me a week and I'll train them to be
Like an army that's marching to war
Proud of themselves and so grateful to me
They'll be begging to pay even more!
When there's dirt on our shoes, boys
For God's sake, relax!
Why throw them out?
All we need is some wax
Listen well to these barbershop lessons
For they'll see you through
EMPLOYEES: When you're stuck in the muck you'll be fine
You'll erase any trace of decline
SEITZ: With a trim
HANNAH: And a snip
BUNSEN: And a shine!
PULITZER: And the power of the press
Yes! Once again is mine!
The price for the newsies goes up in the morning!
Just a few common cents
Gents, that's the bottom line!
EMPLOYEES: Every new outcome is income for you
Thanks to that bottom line!