CUT THESE LINES. IF YOU HAVE A QUESTION, SEE ME.
Roth
Dropping his hold on Anya, he turns on Teresa.
Isn’t that right, Teresa? CUT


Agnes You didn’t say we’d be takin jobs away from other girls!
Factory Owner The weather is on our side.
Violet unscrupulous
Roth
Roth, Decide which of these lines you want to cut. We need about three-4 sentences cut.Sixth floor of a tenement. No heat, no runnin water. No light. No air. That’s where Martin Roth comes from. Just like the girls in the factory. My father died when I was nine. One day Ma told us she couldn’t go on feedin everyone. Rosie had her doll. PAUSE No heat at the orphanage neither. No runnin water, no light. Air so thick with kids’ snot, you could see it. I hate the sound of coughin. It takes me right back. No place in this world for Martin Roth and his sister. Rosie was the one person in this whole world I could count on. I went to see Ma once. You never shoulda give me and Rosie away. She didn’t shed a tear, I did what I had to. She had a new husband … a bunch of new brats. When I heard they needed a boss man at Johannsen’s, I knew I could keep those girls in line. Because I’m one of them. Doin what I have to. Just like Ma. That’s when Rosie left me. She said as long as I was a factory boss, she didn’t ever want to see me. Those girls. …They’re tryin to take my power away. Take my place! But I won’t let em. But maybe…. When this is over…. Rosie will see me again.
Violet raw potatoes
Ruth That’s the worst of it.
Bridget And they don’t even let us empty it every day!

Violet The smell seeps right into your skin.

Lenore I can feel them, watching me, waiting.


Lenore They crawl over your face and arms

Anya WILDLY I was always the smartest! I always knew the answers.

Bridget Then let’s sing of your dream!
Ruth I sing the song of Sarah! God told her to go out of her land, the land of her birth, to a new place! And she did… and she made it hers!

Bridget of Sarah
Lenore I told them I didn’t care! But I’ve made it through every night since!
Lenore Because each time I wake up, I sing the song of strength!
Violet Of a new life!

Anya We’re singing!
All

Clara!

A newsboY Society girls accuse police of colluding with sweatshop owners to persecute girl victims!
Coleman BE COHEN During my investigation of this strike, McAlister Coleman, reporter, New York Sun!

A newsboY Society girls donate money to pay off strikers’ jail fines!


Judge The snow’s a foot deep

Stolle Eyeties marchin with Jews!

Judge I don’t understand it!
Judge Leave this city in peace!

Stolle bully ‘em

Judge I throw them into the Tombs, and they starve and puke, and when they get out, they go right back on the picket line!
Judge It’s David against Goliath!

Roth She’d been stuck in a cell with five other girls. .