Peter Pan (1953)/Transcript

==Transcript==
Chorus: The second star to the right
Shines in the night for you
To tell you that the dreams you plan
Really can come true
The second star to the right
Shines with a light so rare
And if it's Never Land you need
Its light will lead you there
Twinkle, twinkle little star
So we'll know where you are
Gleaming in the skies above
Lead us to the land
e dream of
nd when our journey is through
Each time we say
Good night
We'll thank the little star
that shines
The second from
the right
NARRATOR: All this has happened before, and it will all happen again, but this time it happened in London. It happened in a quiet street in Bloomsbury. That corner house over there is the home of the Darling family and Peter Pan chose this particular house because there were people here who believed in him. There was Mrs. Darling.
Mrs. Darling: (HUMMING) George, dear, do hurry. We mustn’t be late for the party, you know.
NARRATOR: Mrs. Darling believed that Peter Pan was the spirit of youth but Mr. Darling…
Mr. Darling: Mary, unless I find my cuff links we don’t go to the party. And if we don’t go to the party I can never show my face in the office again.. And if I can never show–(GROANS)
NARRATOR: Well, Mr. Darling was a practical man. The boys, however, John and Michael, believed Peter Pan was a real person and made him the hero of all their nursery games.
John: Blast you, Peter Pan!
Michael: Take that! Give up, Captain Hook? Give up?
 John: Never! I’ll teach you to cut off me hand!
 Wendy: (CHUCKLING) Oh, no, John. It was the left hand.
 John: Oh, yes. Thank you Wendy
 NARRATOR: Wendy, the eldest, not only believed, she was the supreme authority on Peter Pan and all his marvelous adventures
 Wendy: Oh, Nana, must we always take that nasty tonic?
 NARRATOR: Nana, the nursemaid, being a dog kept her opinions to herself and viewed the whole affair with a certain tolerance
 MICHAEL: Take that!
 John: Insolent boy, I’ll slash you to ribbons!
 MICHAEL: And I'll cut you to pieces. Aha!
 JOHN: Ouch! grunting Careful, Michael, my glasses!
 MICHAEL: I'm sorry, John.
 John: Ah, you’ll never leave this ship alive.
 Michael: Oh yes, I will. Take that!
 John: Scuttle me bones, boy, I’ll slit your gizzard!
 MICHAEL: Oh, no, you won't! Back! Back! Back, you villain!
 John: Insolent pup!
 MICHAEL: Wicked pirate!
 JOHN: Aha! I got you!
 Michael: You didn’t either. You never touched me! Take that! And that! And that!
 John: (GROANING) Ouch!
 Mr. Darling: Boys, boys, less noise, please.
 John: Oh, hello father.
 Michael: You old bilge rat
 Mr. Darling: Wha- wha-what? Now, see here, Michael.
 JOHN: Oh, not you, father. You see, he’s Peter Pan.
 MICHAEL: And John's Captain Hook.
 Mr. Darling: Yes, yes, of course. Have you seen my cuff-
 NANA: YIPP!!
 Mr Darling: Oh, Nana, for goodness sake! Where are those cuff links!?
 John: Cuff links, father?
 Mr. Darling: Yes, the gold ones.
 John: (WHISPERING TO MICHAEL) Michael, the buried treasure, where is it?
 Michael: I don’t know.
 JOHN: The map then… Where’s the treasure map?
 MICHAEL: It got lost.
 Mr. Darling: Good heavens, my shirt front!
 Michael: Hurray! You found it! You found it!
 Mr. Darling: Yes, so I have. And hereafter… Don’t paw me Michael! This is my last clean… (he sees the lost map) No. No!
 Mrs. Darling: George, dear, we really must hurry, or we’ll be late.
 Mr. Darling: Mary, look!
 Mrs. Darling:George!
 Michael: It’s only chalk, father.
 Mrs. Darling: Why, Michael…
 John: It’s not his fault. It’s in the story. And Wendy said…
 Mr. Darling: Wendy? Story? I might have known Wendy. Wendy!
 Wendy: Yes, father?
 Mr. Darling: Would you kindly expl--
 Wendy: Oh, mother, you look simply lovely!
 MRS. DARLING: Thank you dear.
 Mr. Darling: Wendy–
 Mrs. Darling: Just my old gown made over but it did turn out right. And I–
 Mr. Darling: Mary, if you don’t mind, I’d…
 Wendy: Why, father, what have you done to your shirt?
 Mr. Darling: What have I– (SCREAMS)
 Mrs. Darling: Now, George, really. It comes right off.
 Mr. Darling: That’s no excuse. Wendy, haven’t I warned you? Stuffing the boys’ heads with a lot of silly stories.
 Wendy: Oh, but they aren’t!
 Mr. Darling: I say they are! Captain Crook, Peter Pirate…
 Wendy: Peter Pan, father.
 Mr. Darling: Pan, pirate, poppycock!
 Children: Oh no, father. Father have you ever– You don’t understand.
 Mr. Darling: Absolute poppycock!. And let me tell you, this ridiculous…
 Mrs. Darling: Now, George.
 Mr. Darling: "Now, George.” “Now, George!” Well, “Now, George" will have his say!
 Mrs. Darling: Please, dear.
 Mr. Darling: Mary, the child’s growing up. It’s high time she had a room of her own.
 Wendy: Father!
 Mrs. Darling: George!
 John: What!?
 Michael: No!
 Mr. Darling: I mean it! Young lady, this is your last night in the nursery!. And that’s my last word on the matt- (He jumbles to avoid nana and slips on a little wagon before falling on his rum and been hit by furniture) No! No!
 ALL: Oh! Poor Nana!
 Mr. Darling: Poor Nana? This is the last straw! Out! Out I say!
 Michael: No, father, no.
 Mr. Darling: Yes! There’ll be no more dogs for nursemaids in this house!
 Michael: Goodbye, Nana.
 Mr. Darling: (sarcastically) Poor Nana. Oh, yes, poor Nana. But poor father? Oh, no. Blast it! Where is that rope? Nana herself gives it to him Oh, thank you.. Dash it all, Nana. D-Don’t loot at me like that. It’s nothing personal. It’s just that– Well, you’re not really a nurse at all You’re…. Well, a dog. And the children aren’t puppies, they’re people. And sooner or later, Nana, people have to grow up.
 Wendy: But, mother, I don’t want to grow up.
 Mrs. Darling: Now, dear. Don’t worry about it any more tonight.
 John: He called Peter Pan “absolute poppycock”.
 Mrs. Darling: I’m sure he didn’t mean it, John. Father was just upset.
 Michael: (SNIFFLING) Poor Nana, out there all alone.
 Mrs. Darling: No more tears, Michael. It’s a warm night. She’ll be all right.
 Michael: Mother.
 Mrs. Darling: What is it dear?
 Michael: Buried treasure.
 Mrs. Darling: Now, children, don’t judge your father too harshly. After all, he really loves you very much.
 Wendy: Oh don’t lock it, mother. He might come back
 Mrs. Darling: He?
 WENDY: Yes.
 Peter Pan. You see, I found something that belongs to him.
 Mrs. Darling: Oh, and what’s that?
 Wendy: (YAWNING) His shadow.
 Mrs. Darling: Shadow?
 Wendy: Mm-hmm. Nana had it, but I-I took it away.
 Mrs. Darling: Oh? Yes, of course. Good night, dear.
 (A moment after Mr. And Mrs. Darling left the house, Peter Pan and Tinker Bell flew in the room. They were searching poor Peter Pan’s lost shadow)
 Mrs. Darling: But George, do you think the children will be safe without Nana.
 Mr. Darling: Safe? Of course, they’ll be safe. Why not?
 Mrs. Darling: Well, Wendy said something about a shadow, and I…
 Mr. Darling: Shadow? Whose shadow?
 Mrs. Darling: Peter Pan’s.
 Mr. Darling: Oh, Peter Pa– Peter Pan?! You don’t say. (High voice) Goodness gracious, whatever shall we do?
 Mrs. Darling: But George, really I–
 Mr. Darling: Sound the alarm! Call Scotland Yard!
 Mrs. Darling: There must have been someone.
 Mr. Darling: Oh Mary, of all the impossible childish fiddle-faddle, Peter Pan, indeed. How can we expect the children grow up and be practical…
 Mrs. Darling: George, dear.
 Mr. Darling: ...when you’re as bad as they are? No wonder Wendy gets these idiotic ideas.
 (The children are sleeping, and Peter Pan and Tinker Bell enter in the room searching the lost shadow) 
 Peter Pan: Over there Tink, in its den. Is it there? Must be here somewhere. we hear a music box Tink! Stop playing and help me find my shadow. Shadow? Shadow? (Tink has just discovered the shadow) Huh? (When he opens the drawer his shadow escapes but Tink fells inside) Aha! (He chases his shadow, but they make enough noise to wake Wendy)
 WENDY: Peter Pan!
 Oh, Peter, I knew you’d come back! I saved your shadow for you. Oh I do hope it isn’t rumpled. You know, you look exactly the way I thought you would. Oh, a litter taller perhaps. But then… (LAUGHING) You can’t stick it on with soap, Peter. It needs sewing. That’s the proper way to do it. Although, come to think of it, I’ve never thought about it before. Sewing shadows, I mean. Of course, I knew it was your shadow the minute I saw it. And I said to myself, “I’ll put it away for him until he comes back. He’s sure to come back”. And you did, didn’t you, Peter? After all, one can’t leave his shadow lying about… and not miss it sooner or later, don’t you agree? But what I still don’t understand is how Nana got it in the first place. She really isn’t… Oh, sit down. It won’t take long. She really isn’t vicious, you know. She’s a wonderful nurse, although father says–
 Peter Pan: Girls talk too much.
 Wendy: (LAUGHING) Yes, girls talk too– Hmmm? Oh.
 Peter Pan: Well, get on with it, girl.
 Wendy: My name is Wendy, Wendy Moira Angela Darling.
 Peter Pan: Wendy’s enough.
 Wendy: Oh. But how did Nana get your shadow, Peter?
 PETER PAN: Jumped at me, the other night at the window.
 WENDY: What were you doing there?
 PETER PAN: I came to listen to the stories.
 Wendy: My stories? But they’re all about you.
 Peter Pan: Of course. That’s why I like ‘em. I tell ‘em to the Lost Boys.
 Wendy: The Lost B– Oh I remember. They’re your men.
 Peter Pan: Uh-huh.
 WENDY: I'm so glad you came back tonight. I might never have seen you.
 Peter Pan: Why?
 Wendy: Because I have to grow up tomorrow.
 Peter Pan: Grow up?
 Wendy: Tonight’s my last night in the nursery.
 Peter Pan: But that means... no more stories.
 Wendy: (SNIFFLING) Mm-Hmm
 PETER PAN: No!
 I won’t have it! Come on.
 WENDY: But where are we going?
 PETER PAN: To Never Land.
 Wendy: Never Land!
 PETER PAN: You’ll never grow up there.
 WENDY: Oh, Peter, it would be so wonderful.
 But wait! What would mother say?
 Peter Pan: Mother? What’s a mother?
 Wendy: Why, Peter, a mother’s someone…who loves and cares for you and tells you stories–
 Peter Pan: Good! You can be our mother. Come on.
 Wendy: Now, just a minute, I…, let me see now, I have to pack. Oh, and I must leave a note when I’ll be back. Of course, I couldn’t stay too long. And then I have to– Oh Never Land. Oh, I-I’m so happy, I’I think I’ll give you a-a kiss.
 Peter Pan: What’s a-a kiss?
 Wendy: Oh, well, I-I’ll show you. Oh! (Screaming because Tinker Bell strikes her by her hair)
 Peter Pan: Stop! Stop it, Tink!
 Michael: John! John, wake up! He’s here!
 John: Huh? Jiminy!
 Wendy: Oh, what in the world was that?
 Peter Pan: Tinker Bell. Don’t know what got into her.
 Michael: Hello, Peter Pan, I’m Michael.
 John: My name is John. How do you do?
 PETER PAN: Hello!
 Michael: Oh look! A firefly.
 Wendy: A pixie?
 John: Amazing.
 Michael: What’s the pixie doing?
 PETER PAN: Talking.
 Wendy: What did she say?
 Peter Pan: She says you’re a big, ugly girl.
 Wendy: (GIGGLES) Oh. Well, I think she’s lovely.
 Peter Pan: Well, come on, Wendy. Let’s go.
 Michael: Where are we going?
 Wendy: To Never Land.
 Michael: Never Land!
 Wendy: Peter’s taking us.
 Peter Pan: Us?
 Wendy: Of course, I-I couldn’t go without Michael and John.
 John: Oh, I should like very much to cross swords with some real buccaneers.
 Michael: Yes and fight pirates too.
 Peter Pan: (CHUCKLING) Well, all right, but you gotta take orders.
 John: Aye, aye, sir.
 Michael: Me too.
 Wendy: But Peter, how do we get to Never Land?
 Peter Pan: Fly, of course
 Wendy: Fly?
 Peter Pan: It's easy, all you have to do is to, is to... it's to... Huh! that's funny.
 Wendy: What's the matter, don't you know?
 Peter Pan: Oh sure, it's, it's just that I never thought about it before. Say, that's it! Think of a wonderful thought
 John & Wendy: Any happy little thought?
 Peter Pan: Uh-huh
 Wendy: Like toys at Christmas?
 John: Sleigh bells? snow?
 Peter Pan: Yup. Watch me now. Here I go! It's easier than pie
 Wendy: He can fly!
 John: He can fly!
 Michael: He flewed
 Peter Pan: Now, you try
 Wendy: I'll think of a mermaid lagoon... underneath a magic moon
 John: I'll think I'm in a pirate's cave
 Michael: I think I'll be an Injun brave
 Peter Pan: Now, everybody try
 All: One, two, three
 Children: We can fly!, we can fly!, we can fly!
 Peter Pan: This won't do. What's the matter with you? All it takes is faith and trust, oh! and something I forgot: dust
 Children: Dust?
 Michael: Dust?
 PETER: Yup. Just a little bit of pixie dust. Now, think of the happiest things, it's the same as having wings
 Wendy: Let's all try it just once more
 John: Look! we're rising off the floor
 Michael: Jiminy!
 Wendy: Oh, my! We can fly!
 Peter Pan: You can fly!
 Children: We can fly!
 Peter Pan: Come on everybody, here we go! off to Never Land!
 Think of a wonderful thought
 any merry little thought
 Think of Christmas, think of snow
 think of sleigh bells- off you go!
 like reindeer in the sky
 you can fly! you can fly! you can fly!
 Think of the happiest things
 it's the same as having wings
 take the path that moonbeams make
 if the moon is still awake
 you'll see him with his eye
 you can fly! you can fly! you can fly!
 Up you go with a heigh and Go to the
 stars beyond the blue
 there's a Never Land waiting for you
 where all your happy
 dreams come true
 every dream that you dream
 will come true
 Michael: Come on, Nana!
 (He takes some of the pixie dust to Nana )
 When there's a smile in your heart
 there's no better time to start
 think of all the joy you'll find
 when you leave the world behind
 and bid your cares good-bye
 you can fly! you can fly! you can fly! you can fly! you can flyyyyyy!
 Peter Pan There it is Wendy, second star to the right and straight on till morning
 When there's a smile in your heart
 there's no better time to start
 think of all the joy you'll find
 when you leave the world behind
 and bid your cares good-bye
 you can fly! you can fly! you can fly!
 you can fly! you can fly! you can fly!
 you can fly! you can fly! you can fly!
 you can fly! you can fly! you can fly!
 (We see Never Land Island and hear a pirates’ song)
 Pirates: Oh a pirate's life
 is a wonderful life
 a-rovin' over the sea
 give me a career
 as a buccaneer
 it's the life
 of a pirate for me
 Oh, the life
 of a pirate for me
 Oh, a pirate's life
 is a wonderful life
 they never bury your bones
 for when it's all over
 a jolly sea rover
 drops in on his friend
 Davey Jones
 Oh, my good friend Davey Jones
 Smee: My good friend, Davey Jones. Good morning, shipmates-
 Pirate 1: And what's good about it, Mr. Smee?
 Pirate 2: Here we are collecting barnacles on this miserable island...
 Pirate 3: While his nibs plays ring-around-the-rosy with Peter Pan.
 Smee: Look out there! Might go off!
 Pirate 4: We ought to be tending to the business of looting ships.
 Pirate 5: Why, I’ve almost forgotten how to slit a throat.
 Pirate 6: Hop on now.
 Pirate 5: And tell the captain we wants to put to sea, see? (Pirates laughing and chattering)
 Hook: Blast that peter Pan. If I could only find his hideout, I’d trap him in his lair. studying a map But where is it? Mermaid Lagoon? No, we’ve searched that. We’ve combed Cannibal Cove. Here! No. no, no, no. That’s Indian territ– But wait. Those redskins know this island better than I do me own ship. Ah, I wonder.
 Smee: (CHUCKLING): Good morning, Captain.
 Hook: I’ve got it! Tiger Lily, Smee!
 Smee: T-T-Tiger Lily, Captain?
 Hook: The chief’s daughter. She’ll know where Pan is hiding.
 Smee: B-B-But-But will she talk Captain?
 Hook: Oh, a little persuasion might be in order.. Now let me see. Boiling in oil? Uh, keelhauling? Marooning?
 Pirate: Oh, a pirate’s life
 Is a wonderful life
 You’ll find adventure and sport
 But live every minute
 For all that is in it
 The life of a pirate is short
 Oh, the life…
 (Gunshot, singing stops and water splashes)
 Hook: Now let me see, where was I?
 Smee: Oh dear, dear, dear Captain Hook. Shooting a man in the middle of his cadenza? chuckling It ain’t good form, you know.
 Smee: Good form, Mr. Smee? BLAST GOOD FORM! Did Pan show good form when he did this to me?!
 Smee: Why, Captain, cutting your hand off was only a childish prank you might say.
 Hook: Aye, but throwing it to that crocodile! That cursed beast liked the taste of me so well he’s followed me ever since licking his chops for the rest of me.
 Smee: And he’s have had you by now, Captain, if he hadn’t swallowed that alarm clock. But now when he’s-about, he warns you, as you might say with his tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock (we can hear now that tick-tock)
 Hook: Smeee... SMEE!!! Oh, save me, Smee! Please don’t let him get me, Smee! Please! Don’t let him get me, Smee! Smee!
 Smee: Here now, shame on ya, upsetting the poor captain. There’ll be no handouts today. Shoo now, shoo. Go on, go on. Off with ya, I say. Go away. Go away, out of here.
 Hook: Is he gone, Smee?
 Smee: Aye, Captain. All clear. Nothing to worry about.
 Hook: Oh, Smee, Smee. I can’t stand it any longer. I tell you I can’t.
 Smee: Now, now, now, Captain, just relax. What you need is a shave, a nice soothing shave. There now.
 Oh, a pirate’s life
 Is a wonderful life
 a-sailing over the seas
 give me a career as a buc-
 Captain, you know, I can’t help noticing you just ain’t been your usual jolly self of late
 Give a career as a buccaneer. And the crew’s getting’ a might uneasy, Captain. That is, what’s left of it. Hmm. Now why don’t we put to sea, see? Leave Never Land. Forget Peter Pan. There now.
 (He has been shaving a seagull)
 Give me a career as a buccaneer. We'll all be a lot happier, not to mention a lot healthier. Oh! Captain? Oh dear! I never shaved him this close before. Now don’t worry Captain. It must be somewhere about.
 Hook: Get up, you idiot!
 Smee: Aye, aye, sir! Ooh! I found it, Captain! Good as new.
 Hook: Why, you blithering blockhead!
 PIRATE: Peter Pan ahoy!
 Hook: What? What? Where away?
 Pirate: Three points off the starboard bow!
 Hook: Swoggle me eyes, it is Pan! Headed this way with some more of those scurvy brats! Mr. Smee, pipe up the crew!
 Smee: Aye, aye, sir! Pipe up the crew! Pipe up the crew! All hands on deck! lows whistle All hands on deck! All hands on deck!
 Hook: Look alive, you swabs! We’ve got him this time, Mr. Smee.
 Smee: That we have Captain.
 Hook: Man the Long Tom, you bilge rats! I’ve waited years for this.
 Smee: That’s not counting the holidays either.
 Hook: Double the powder and shorten the fuse!
 Smee: Double the powder and double the fuse.
 Hook: A pretty sight Mr. Smee. Like sitting ducks. All right, men! Range: 42!
 Smee: Range: 42.
 HOOK: Elevation: 65!
 SMEE: Elevation: 65.
 Hook: Three degrees west!
 Smee: Three degrees west.
 Hook: Steady now! steady!
 Wendy: Oh, Peter, it’s just as I’ve always dreamed it would be! Oh, look, john, there’s Mermaid Lagoon.
 JOHN: By Jove! And the Indian encampment!
 Michael: Oh look, there’s Captain Hook and the pirates. Cannon explodes
 Peter Pan: Look out! Quick, Tink! Take Wendy and the boys to the island. I’ll stay here and draw Hook’s fire. whistles Hook! Hook, you codfish! Here!
 Wendy: Tinker Bell! Not so fast, Tinker Bell! Please Tinker Bell! We can’t keep up with you! Tinker Bell! Wait! Please!
 (Tink zooms down through the trees to a hollow stump that was the entrance to the secret underground room where the Lost Boys live. She tells them that Peter want them to attack the “Wendy bird”)
 Lost Boys: Ouch! So! Who ya shovin’? Who ya shovin’? You, that’s who! Huh? Orders from Pan? Hold it, men! What’s the orders, Tink? A terrible what? Wendy bird. Wendy bird? Flying this way? Uh, Pan’s orders are– What? Smash it? Kick it? Stomp it? Oh shoot it down! Shoot it down! Yeah, shoot it down! Yeah shoot it down! Come on! Follow Tink! Follow Tink! Let’s go! Yeah, come on! Let’s go! We’re gonna get her! Shh! I see it! Me too! Me too! Ready… aim… Fire!
 (Peter arrives in time to save Wendy’s life and learning of Tinker Bell’s wickedness banishes her)
 Wendy: Oh, Peter! You saved my life!
 Michael: Are you hurted, Wendy?
 Wendy: No Michael.
 John: Good heavens, Wendy. You might have been killed.
 Lost Boys: Hey Pan! Hey Pan! We followed your orders, Pan! Hey, Pan! I got it with my skull musket! You did not! We did! Yeah, we did! I did it, Pan! I did!
 Peter Pan: Attention! Well, I’m certainly proud of you… you blockheads! I bring you a mother to tell you stories…
 Lost Boys: A mother?
 Peter Pan: And you shoot her down!
 Lost Boy: Well, Tink said it was a bird!
 PETER PAN: Tink said what?
 Lost Boy: Well, she said you said to shoot it down
 PETER PAN: Tinker Bell. Tink! Come here. You’re charged with high treason, Tink. Are you guilty or not guilty? Guilty? Don’t you know you might have killed her? Tinker Bell… I hereby banish you forever.
 Wendy: Please, not forever!
 Peter Pan: Well, for a week then. Come on, Wendy, I’ll show you the island.
 Wendy: Oh, Peter! The mermaids?
 Lost Boys: Aw, let’s go huntin’. Tigers? Nah, bears. Nah, bears.
 John: Well, personally, I should prefer to see the aborigines.
 Michael: And the Indians too.
 Peter Pan: All right, men, go out and capture a few Indians. John, you be the leader.
 John: I shall try to be worthy of my post. Forward march!
 Michael: Come on, bear.
 WENDY: Oh, Michael, do be careful!
 Peter Pan: Come on Wendy, I'll show you the mermaids.
 (Peter and Wendy flew off to Mermaid lagoon while John and Michael joined the Lost Boys to fight the Indians)
 Following the leader, the leader
 the leader
 we're following the leader
 wherever he may go
 tee dum, tee dee, a teedle ee
 do tee day
 tee dum, tee dee, it's part
 of the game we play
 tee dum, tee dee, the words
 are easy to say
 just a teedle ee dum a teedle
 ee do tee day
 Tee dum, tee dee, a teedle ee
 do tee dum
 we're one for all and all of us
 are for fun
 we march, we laugh, and follow
 the other one
 with a teedle ee do a teedle ee
 do tee dum
 Following the leader, the leader
 the leader
 we're following the leader
 wherever he may go
 we're out to fight the Injuns
 the Injuns, the Injuns
 we're out to fight the Injuns
 because he told us so
 Tee dum, tee dee, a teedle ee
 do tee day
 we march along and these
 are words we say
 tee dum, tee dee, a teedle
 deedle dee day
 oh, a teedle ee dum, a teedle
 ee do tee day
 oh, a teedle ee dum, a teedle
 ee do tee day
 John: Indians! Ah! Blackfoot tribe. Belongs to the Algonquian group. Quite savage, you know.
 Lost Boys: Uh, let’s go get ‘em! Come on! We’ll get ‘em!
 John: Gentlemen, gentlemen! First we must plan our strategy.
 Lost Boy: Uh, what’s a “stradegy”?
 John: A plan of attack. The initial phase is an encircling manoeuvre.
 (Michael finds a feather and an axe. He notices that a tree is following him. Then he sees an Indian feet)
 Michael: John! Indians! Indians! Let me in!
 (Now they are surrendered by Trees)
 John: Now, remember, the Indian is cunning–
 Michael: Hey–
 John: –but not intelligent. Therefore, we simply surround them and take them by surprise.
 (All of them have been captured by the Indians whose Chief accuses them of having abducted his daughter, Tiger Lily)
 John: I’m frightfully sorry, old chaps. It’s all my fault.
 Lost Boys: Aw, that’s all right, Wildcat. No, we don’t mind. That’s okay.
 Chief: How
 Lost Boys: Uh, h-how, Chief. How, Chief. How! How!
 Chief: For many moons, red man fight paleface Lost Boys.
 Lost Boys: Ugh!
 Chief: Sometime you win. Sometime we win.
 Lost Boy: Okay Chief. Uh, you win this time. Now turn us loose.
 John: Turn us loose? You mean this is only a game?
 Lost Boys: Sure. When we win, we turn them loose. When they win, they turn us loose. They turn us loose.
 Chief: This time no turnum loose.
 Lost Boys: Huh? (CHUCKLING) The Chief’s a great spoofer.
 Chief: Me no spoofum! Where you hide Princess Tiger Lily?
 Lost Boys: Uh, Tiger Lily? We ain’t got your old princess!
 John: I’ve certainly never seen her.
 Lost Boys: Me neither. Honest, we don’t.
 Chief: Heap big lie. If Tiger Lily not back by sunset...
 burnum at stake.
 (At Mermaid Lagoon)
 Wendy: Just imagine. Real, live mermaids!
 Peter Pan: Would you like to meet them?
 Wendy: Oh, Peter, I’d love to!
 Peter Pan: All right. Come on.
 Red-Haired Mermaid: It’s Peter! 
 Oh! Oh! Hello Peter! Hello Peter! Hello Peter! Hello! 
 Other Red-Haired Mermaid: Hello, Peter!
 Peter Pan: Hello girls!
 Other Yellow-Haired Mermaid: I’m so glad to see you.
 Black-Haired Mermaid: Why did you stay away so long? Did you miss me?
 Red-Haired Mermaid: Tell us one of your adventures.
 Yellow-Haired Mermaid: Something exciting.
 Peter Pan: Want to hear about the time I cut off Hook’s hand and threw it to the crocodile?
 Other Red-Haired Mermaid: Oh, I’ve always liked that one. 
 Other Black-Haired Mermaid: Me too!
 Peter Pan: There I was on Marooners' Roch surrounded by 40…
 Wendy: Oh Peter!
 Peter Pan: –or 50 pirates–
 Other Black-Haired Mermaid: Who’s she?
 Peter Pan: Huh? Her? Oh, That’s Wendy.
 Yellow-Haired Mermaid: A girl? 
 Other Black-Haired Mermaid: What’s she doing here? 
 Other Red-Haired Mermaid: And in her nightdress too! (To Wendy) Come on dearie, join us for a swim.
 WENDY: Oh, please! I’m not dressed.
 Red-Haired Mermaid: Oh, but you must!
 Yellow-Haired Mermaid: We insist!
 Wendy: No, no, please!
 Other Red-Haired Mermaid: Too good for us, eh?
 Wendy: Peter! (Peter and the mermaids laugh on her, but now she’s furious and…) If you dare to come near me again…
 Peter Pan: Wendy! Wendy! They were just having a little fun. Weren’t you, girls?
 Yellow-Haired Mermaid: That’s all. 
 Other Red-Haired Mermaid: We were only trying to drown her.
 Peter Pan: You see?
 Wendy: Well, if you think for one minute that I’m going to put up with any…
 (But Peter, suddenly, hears something in the distance. Leaping upon a rock that hung out over the sea he looks down and sees in a core beneath him a boat from the pirate ship)
 Peter Pan: Shh. Hold it, Wendy. Yup, it’s Hook, all right.
 (At that dread name the mermaids plunged into the lagoon and disappeared)
 Yellow Haired-Mermaid: Hook! 
 Mermaids: Hook!
 Peter Pan: Quick, Wendy! (WHISPERING) They’ve captured Tiger Lily. Looks like they’re headin’ for Skull Rock. Come on, Wendy. Let’s see what they’re up to.
 (Skull Rock. Hook and Smee have tied Tiger Lily until either she tells them the location of Peter’s hideout or she drowns)
 Hook: Now, my dear princess, this is me proposition. You tell me the hiding place of Peter Pan, and I shall set you free.
 Peter Pan: You dog.
 Wendy: Poor Tiger Lily.
 Hook: Am I not a man of me word, Mr. Smee?
 Smee: Yes. A-Always, Captain. He’s crossing his fingers
 HOOK: You'd better talk, my dear. For soon the tide will be in and then it will be too late.
 Peter Pan: I’ll show the old codfish. Stay here, Wendy, and watch the fun.
 Wendy: Fun?
 Hook: Remember, there is no path through water to the happy hunting ground. This is your last chance, Tiger Lily!
 Peter Pan: (IMITATING INDIAN VOICE) Manatoa, great spirit of mighty sea water, speak. Beware, Captain hook. Beware! (ECHOING) Beware!
 Hook: Did you hear that, Smee?
 Smee: It’s an evil spirit, Captain.
 Hook: Stand by, Smee, while I take a look around. Spirit of the great sea water, is it?
 Peter Pan: Psst. Wendy. Watch this. Imitating Hook’s voice Mr. Smee!
 Smee: Uh, yes, Captain?
 Peter Pan: (as Hook) Release the princess and take her back to her people.
 Smee: Aye, aye, sir. Release the Princ– But– But Captain–
 Peter Pan: (as Hook) Those are me orders, Mr. Smee!
 Smee: Aye, aye, sir. At last Captain Hook's coming to his senses.
 Hook: Odd’s fish!
 Smee: I told him all along you Indians wouldn’t betray, Peter Pan.
 Hook: And just what do you think you are doing, Mr. Smee?
 Smee: Just what you told me, Captain. Carrying out your orders.
 Hook: My orders?
 Smee: Why, yes, Captain. Didn’t you just say to go–
 Hook: Put her back, you blithering idiot! My orders. Of all the bumbling–
 PETER PAN: (as Hook. Now this time the own Hook hears “his voice”) Mr. Smee. Just exactly what do you think you are doing?
 Smee: Putting her back, like you said, Captain.
 Peter Pan: (as Hook) I said nothing of the sort.
 Smee: Oh, b-but, Captain-
 Peter Pan: (as Hook) For the last time, Mr. Smee, take the princess back to her people. UNDERSTAND?!? (Echoing Understand?)
 Smee: Aye, aye, sir.
 Peter Pan: (as Hook) Oh, and one more thing. When you return to the ship, tell the whole crew– Hook has discovered the trick to help themselves to me best rum.
 Wendy: (Gasps) Peter!
 Hook: Here’s your spirit, Smee!
 Smee: Why, it’s Peter Pan.
 HOOK: Scurvy brat!
 Peter Pan: Thank you, Captain.
 Hook: Come down, boy, if you’ve a taste for cold steel!
 Peter Pan: Watch this, Wendy.
 Wendy: Oh, Peter, do be careful.
 Peter Pan: Try your luck, Mr. Smee? he gives him a gun
 Hook: Let him have it! Well, come on, you idiot! Blast him.
 Peter Pan: Right here, Mr. Smee!
 Hook: Hold it, you fool! No! No! Smee fires and Hook looses his balance
 Smee: Captain?
 Wendy: Oh, how dreadful.
 Peter Pan: What a pity Mr. Smee. I’m afraid we’ve lost the dear Captain. he’s alive and tries to kill Peter Pan by the back
 Smee: Captain!
 Peter Pan: In the back, Captain?
 Smee: Give it to him, Captain! Cleave him to the brisket!
 Hook: (Groans) I’ve got you this time, Pan.
 Peter Pan: Well, well. A codfish on a hook.
 Hook: I’ll get you for this, Pan, if it’s the last thing I do!
 Peter Pan: (Hearing the ticking) I say, Captain, do you hear something?
 Hook: No! Oh! No!
 (The crocodile sees its time to taste again Hook’s flesh)
 PETER PAN: Mr. Crocodile, do you like codfish? You do?
 Wendy: Oh, Peter, no.
 Hook: Smee!
 Smee: Don’t go away, Captain! Stay right there now, sir! I’ll save you, sir!
 Hook: Smee! Ow!
 Smee: Captain! Captain!
 Hook: Smee! Smee!
 (He falls into the crocodile’s mouth)
 Smee: Give him back!
 Hook: Smee! Row for the ship! Row for the ship– Smee!
 (He narrowly escapes chased by the crocodile)
 Wendy: Peter! What about Tiger Lily?
 Peter Pan:Tiger Lily? Oh! Tiger Lily!
 Tiger Lily: Help!
 (Peter Pan rescues her in the very last moment)
 Wendy: Peter, wait for me!
 (Hook’s ship)
 Hook: (SNIFFLING) That cursed Peter Pan. Making a fool out of me. Oh! My head!
 Pirate: Oh, a pirate’s life
 Is a wonderful life
 Your hot water, Mr. Smee.
 Smee: Shhh! The poor captain has a splitting headache. We musn’t annoy him.
 (He has been hammering a note in which we read “Quiet. Do not disturb”. Without noticing Hook’s presense, he starts hamming again and… he finds captain’s head instead off the door)
 Smee (CONT.) Well, Captain, it’s nice to see you smiling again (CHUCKLING) Brings back the good old days when we was leading an healthy, normal life: scuttling ships, cutting throats. Oh, Captain, why don’t we put to sea again? You know, there’s trouble brewin’ on the island. Women trouble. I wouldn’t want this to go any further,but the cook told me that the first mate told him that he heard that Pan has banished Tinker Bell.
 Hook: (SCREAMING) Why, you doddering imbecile, I– Did you say Pan has banished Tinker Bell?
 Smee: Aye, aye, captain, yes.
 Hook: But why?
 Smee: On account of Wendy, Captain. Tink tried to do her in, she did. Tink’s terrible jealous.
 Hook: Well, well.
 Smee: That’s why we ought to leave, Captain. This ain’t no place for a respectable pirate.
 Hook: That’s it, Smee! That’s it!
 Smee: I’m glad you agrees, Captain.
 Hook: Quick, me coat, me best dress coat.
 Smee: Aye aye sir. The sooner we gets going, the better.
 Hook: Ah, yes, a jealous female can be tricked into anything. My case of hooks!
 Smee: Aye, aye, sir. Here you are, sir. Your Sunday set, sir.
 Hook: If we impress the pixie, convince her we’re eager to help her, the wench may chart our course to a certain hiding place.
 Smee: Our best hiding place is the Spanish Main, sir. I’ll set our course– gasps
 Hook: And where do you think you are going?
 Smee: To tell the boys we sail with the tide, sir.
 Hook: You will go ashore, pick up Tinker Bell and bring her to me. (Loudly) Understand?
 Smee: Aye, aye, sir.
 (Learning that Peter has banished Tinker Bell, Hook sends Smee out to capture her. He wants to persuade her that he has decided to leave the island; however, being generous of spirit, he would like to take Wendy with him, so that Peter and Tink may be happy together once more. The pixie foolishly believing his promises, tells him and is promptly imprisoned in the ship’s lantern)
 (Indian camp. Peter having saved Tiger Lily is the Indian’s hero, but Hook has further plans)
 Chief: How
 Peter Pan: How.
 Wendy: What’s the Chief doing, John?
 JOHN: He’s delivering an oration in sign language.
 Michael: What’s he saying?
 JOHN: He says "Peter Pan mighty warrior. Save Tiger Lily. Make big chief heap glad”
 Wendy: Well, he certainly doesn’t look “heap glad” chuckles
 Chief: Make Peter Pan heap big chief. You now Little Flying Eagle.
 (Peter whoops)
 Lost Boys: Flying Eagle! Flying Eagle!
 Wendy: Oh, how wonderful!
 Chief: Teachum paleface brother all about the red man.
 John: Good. This should be most enlightening.
 Lost Boys: Uh, what makes the red man red? When did he first say "Ugh"? First "Ugh"?
 Michael: Why does he ask you, "How"?
 Chief: Why does he ask you, "How"?
 Indians: Hana Mana Ganda
 why does he ask you how?
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Once the Injun
 didn't know all the things
 that he know now
 but the Injun
 he sure learn a lot
 and it's all from asking how
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 We translate for you
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana means what
 Mana means and
 Ganda means that too
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
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 Indian Woman: (to Wendy) Squaw no dance
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Indian Woman: (to Wendy) Squaw gettum firewood
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 When did he first say "Ugh"?
 Hana Mana Ganda
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 When did he first say "Ugh"?
 Hana Mana Ganda
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 In the Injun book it say
 when first brave married squaw
 he gave out with heap big ugh when he saw
 his mother-in-law
 Hana Mana Ganda
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 What made the red man red
 what made the red man red
 let's go back a million years
 to the very first Indian prince
 he kiss a maid
 and start to blush
 and we've all been blushin'since
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Now, you've got it right from the hed man
 the real true story of the red man
 no matter what's been written or said
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Now you know why
 now you know why
 the red man's red
 John: Wa-hoo!
 Wendy: John!
 Michael: Squaw takum papoose. Wa-oo!
 Wendy: Michael!
 Indian Woman: Squaw gettum firewood
 Wendy: Squaw no gettum firewood. Squaw go home
 (Tinker Bell is looking at the Indians camp from the distance. She’s captured by Smee.
 Smee: Begging your pardon, Miss Bell, but Captain hook would like a word with you.
 (Pirate’s ship. Hook pays the piano in Tinker’s honor)
 Hook: Yes, Miss Bell, Captain Hook admits defeat. Tomorrow I leave the island, never to return.
 Smee: I’m glad to hear that. Captain. (HICCUPS) I’ll tell the crew and– (HICCUPS)
 Hook: And that’s why I asked you over, me dear, to tell Peter I bear him no ill will. Oh, Pan has his faults to be sure. Bringing that Wendy to the island, for instance. Dangerous business that. Why, rumour has it that already she has come between you and Peter. But what’s this? Tears? Then it is true. Oh, Smee, the way of a man with a maid. Taking the best years of her life and then casting her aside… like an old glove!
 Smee: Ain’t it a bloomin’ hiccups shame?
 Hook: But we mustn’t judge Peter too harshly, me dear. It’s that Wendy who’s to blame. Mr. Smee, we must save the lad from himself! But how? We’ve so little time. We sail in the morning. Sail! That’s it, Smee! We’ll shanghai Wendy!
 SMEE: Shanghai Wendy, Captain?
 Hook: Take her to sea with us. With her gone, peter will soon forget this mad infatuation. Come Smee. We must leave immediately, surround Peter’s home–
 Smee: But Captain, we don’t know where Peter Pan lives.
 Hook: Great Scott, you’re right Smee! What’s that, my dear? You could show us the way? Why I never thought of that. Take this down, Smee.
 Smee: Take this down, Smee. Aye Captain.
 HOOK: Tinker Bell is showing him the way to Peter’s hideout Start at Pegleg Point.
 Smee: Start at Pegleg Point.
 HOOK: Forty paces west to Blindman's Bluff.
 Smee: Blind man’s Bluff.
 Hook: Yes, yes. Hop, skip and jump across Crocodile Creek. Then north by northeast one, two, three– harshly Well, get on with it– sweetly Continue, my dear. I mustn’t harm Peter? Madam, Captain hook gives his word not to lay a finger…or a hook on peter Pan. Tinker marks an “X” in the map Ah, Hangman’s tree. So that’s the entrance to his hiding place. Thank you me dear. You’ve been most helpful.
 (Hangman’s Tree)
 Lost Boys, John and Michael: Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
 Hana Mana Ganda
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 What’s man the red man red
 Hana Mana Ganda
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 Peter Pan: Big chief Flying Eagle greets his braves. How.
 Lost Boys: How chief.
 John: How
 Michael: How
 Peter Pan: Big chief greets little mother. How.
 Wendy: Ugh.
 Peter Pan: Oh Wendy, is that all you have to say? Everyone else thinks I’m wonderful.
 Wendy: Especially Tiger Lily
 Peter Pan: Tiger Lily?
 Wendy: John. Michael they continue whooping Take off that war paint and get ready for bed.
 John: Bed?
 Michael: Brave no sleep. Go for days without sleep.
 Wendy: But boys, we’re going home in the morning.
 John: Home?
 Wendy: and–
 Michael: Oh, Wendy, we don’t want to go home.
 Peter Pan: No go home. Stay many moons. Have heap big time.
 Wendy: Now Peter, let’s stop pretending and be practical.
 Peter Pan: Chief Flying Eagle has spoken.
 Wendy: Oh for goodness sake. Please, boys. Do you want to stay here and grow up like-like savages?
 Michael: Of course.
 Wendy: But you can’t. you need a mother. We all do.
 Michael: Aren’t you our mother, Wendy?
 Wendy: Why, Michael, of course, not! Surely you haven’t forgotten our real mother.
 Michael: Did she have silky ears and wear a fur coat?
 Wendy: Oh no, Michael. That was Nana.
 Lost Boys: I think I had a mother once. What was she like? What was she like? I forget. I had a white rat. That’s no mother!
 Wendy: No, no, boys. Please. I’ll tell you what a mother is.
 Lost Boys: Yeah tell us. Tell us. Please Wendy.
 Wendy: Well, a mother, a real mother is the most wonderful person in the world. She's the angel voice... that bids you good night, kisses you cheek, whispers "sleep tight"
 Your mother and mine
 your mother and mine
 the helping hand that guides you along
 whether you're right
 whether you're wrong
 Your mother and mine
 your mother and mine
 what makes mothers
 all that they are
 might as well ask what makes a star
 Ask your heart
 to tell you her worth
 your heart will say
 Heaven on Earth
 another word for divine
 your mother and mine
 Michael: I wanna see my mother
 Wendy: Yes, Michael
 John: I propose we leave for home at once.
 Lost Boys: Could I go too, Wendy? Me too, Wendy! I wanna go!
 Wendy: All right boys. All right. I’m sure mother would be glad to have you. Uh, that is if Peter doesn’t mind.
 Peter Pan: Go on! Go back and grow up! But I’m warning you, once you’re grown-up you can never come back. Never.
 WENDY: Oh, dear.
 John: Well, men, shall we be off?
 All: Yeah, come on! Let’s go!
 Peter Pan: They’ll be back.
 Wendy: Peter? Goodbye, Peter.
 (Wendy has persuaded her brothers that it is time to go home. Unfortunately, as they emerge from their hideout, they are seized by the pirates. Only Peter remains safe below ground but hook and Smee lower to him a bomb disguised as a present from Wendy)
 HOOK: All right, men, take them away. And now Smee, to take care of Master Peter Pan
 Smee: But Captain, wouldn’t it be more human-like to slit his throat?
 Hook: Aye, that it would, Mr. Smee. But I have given me word not to lay a finger… or a hook on Peter Pan. And Captain Hook never breaks a promise.
 (Pirate’s ship. Hook tries to persuade his captives to become pirates; all of them are tempted except Wendy who maintains that Peter Pan will save them)
 Pirates: Yo ho, yo-ho
 so try the life of a thief
 just sample the life of a crook
 there isn't a boy
 who won't enjoy
 a-workin' for Captain Hook
 the world's most famous crook
 Smee: Crook, crook
 crickety, crockety
 crickety, crook
 the croc is after Captain–
 Hook: A special offer of today
 I'll tell you
 what I'll do
 all those who sign
 without delay
 will get a free tattoo
 Why, it's like money in the bank
 come on, join up
 and I'll be frank
 unless you do
 you'll walk the plank
 the choice is up to you
 Pirates: The choice is up to you
 Yo ho, yo ho, yo ho, yo ho, yo ho
 You'll love the life of a thief
 you'll relish the life of a crook
 there's barrels of fun for everyone
 and you'll get treasures by the ton
 So come and sign the book
 join up with Captain Hook
 Boys: Hey, I wanna join! Me too, boy!
 Wendy: Boys! Aren’t you ashamed of yourselves?
 John: But captain hook is most insistent, Wendy.
 Lost Boy: Yeah, he says we’ll walk the plank… if we don’t!
 Wendy: Oh, no, we won’t. Peter Pan will save us.
 Hook: Peter Pan will save them, Smee laughing
 Smee: Peter Pan will save them laughing too Oh, Captain!
 Hook: But a thousand pardons, my dear. I don’t believe you are in on our little joke. You see, we left a present for Peter
 Smee: A sort of surprise package, you might say.
 Hook: Why, I can see our little friend at this very moment, reading the tender inscription:
 Peter Pan: To Peter with love from Wendy. Do not open till 6 o’clock. Uh. I wonder what’s in it.
 Hook: Could he but see within the package, ho, he would find an ingenious little device
 Smee: Set so that when the clock is like this–
 Hook: Peter Pan will be blasted out of Never Land forever!
 Wendy: No!
 (Pirates laugh while Tinker Bell, who has been listening every word, tries to escape from the lantern and helps Peter)
 Hook: But time grows short. We have but 18 seconds, 15 seconds, 13 seconds…
 PETER PAN: Twelve seconds. Well, I guess I can open it now.
 (Tink arrives in the very last second)
 Peter Pan: Hi, Tink. Look what Wendy left. Hey, stop that! Stop it! What’s the matter with you? Hook? A bomb? Don’t be ridiculous!
 (Alarm ringing. Tink takes out the package…)
 Hook: And so passeth a worthy opponent.
 Smee: Amen.
 Peter Pan: Hook! It was a bomb! Why, if it hadn’t been for Tink– Tinker Bell! Tink? Tinker Bell? tinkling Where are you, Tink? Tink? Tinker Bell! Tink. Are you all right? tinkling Wendy? The boys? But I gotta to save you first! Hold on, Tink! Hold on! Don’t go out. Don’t you understand, Tink? You mean more to me than anything in this whole world!
 Hook: And now, which will it be? The pen or the plank?
 Wendy: Captain Hook, we will never join your crew.
 Hook: As you wish. Ladies first, me dear.
 Wendy: Goodbye boys.
 Boys: Goodbye, Wendy.
 Wendy: Be brave, John.
 John: I shall strive to, Wendy.
 Wendy: Goodbye Michael.
 Michael: Goodbye.
 Pirates: Come on! Get on over there! Don’t give us no trouble! Go on, go on! Get it over with! Move along!
 MICHAEL: Wendy, Wendy!
 (She jumps but there’s not a splash)
 Smee: Captain, no splash.
 Hook: Not a sound.
 Pirates: Not a bloomin’ ripple It’s a jinx, that’s what it is! No splash! No sign of the wench Did you hear a splash? I’m telling you, mates, it’s a bad day. Mark me words. We’ll all play for this. The ship’s bewitched. No splash, Captain.
 (We see that Peter has arrived in time to save Wendy and the boys)
 Hook: So you want a splash, Mr. Starkey? I’ll give you a splash! Who’s next?
 PETER PAN: You're next, Hook! This time you’ve gone too far!
 Boys: Peter Pan! Peter Pan!
 Michael: And Wendy!
 Hook: It can’t be.
 Smee: It’s his blinkin’ ghost what’s talkin’
 Peter Pan: Say your prayers, Hook!
 Hook: I’ll show you this ghost has blood in his veins. I’ll run him through! Oooh! Take that! Curse this hook!
 Peter Pan (free the boys) Come on, everybody!
 John: Hurry, Michael, hurry!
 Hook: Don’t stand there, you bilge rats! Get those scurvy brats! After the brats, men! This is no mere boy. ‘Tis some fiend fighting me. A flying devil!
 John: Hold your fire. Steady, men. Steady
 Pirate: Cut ‘em with our irons!
 John: Fire!
 Pirates: Crack that bloomin’ sky! Let me at ‘em!
 John: Down, you blackguard!
 Boys: Michael! Yes, Bear killer! Hurray for Bear Killer!
 Hook: Fly, fly, fly! You coward!
 Peter Pan: Coward? Me?
 Hook: You wouldn’t dare to fight old Hook man-to-man. You’d fly away like a cowardly sparrow!
 Peter Pan: Nobody calls Pan a coward and lives! I’ll fight you man-to man with one hand behind my back!
 Hook: You mean you won’t fly?
 Wendy: No, no, Peter! It’s a trick!
 Peter Pan: I give my word, Hook.
 Hook: Good. Then let’s have at it! Now! Insolent youth, prepare to die!
 Wendy: Fly! Fly, Peter! Fly!
 Peter Pan: No! I gave my word. You’re mine, Hook!
 Michael: Cleave him to the brisket.
 Hook: You wouldn’t do old Hook in now, would you, lad? I’ll go away forever. I’ll do anything you say.
 Peter Pan: Well, all right, if you say you’re a codfish.
 Hook: I’m a codfish.
 Peter Pan: Louder!
 Hook: (screaming) I’m a codfish!
 All: Hurray! Hook is a codfish, a codfish, a codfish! Hook is a codfish, a codfish,a codfish!
Peter Pan: All right Hook, you’re free to go and never return.
Wendy: Peter!
(Hook tries to kill Peter in the back but he loose balance and falls to the water, where the crocodile is waiting for him patiently)
Hook: Smee! Smee! Smee! Smee!
Smee: Captain! Captain! Captain!
(The Captain ends up in the water swimming for dear life from the eagerly snapping jaws of the crocodile)
All: Hooray! Hooray for Captain Pan!
Peter Pan: All right, you swabs! Aloft with ya! We’re castin’ off! Heave those halyards!
Wendy: But-but, Peter– oh, that is, Captain Pan.
Peter Pan: At your service, madam.
Wendy: Could you tell me sir, where we’re sailing?
Peter Pan: To London, madam.
Wendy: Oh, Peter! Michael! John! We’re going home!
Peter Pan: Man the capstan! Hoist anchor! Pixie dust!
(It’s eleven in the evening. Nana’s barking and the Darlings have just arrived home. They find Wendy’s bed unslept-in but the girl herself in there. She tells all about their adventures with Peter Pan and points out to her parents the silhouette of Hook’s ship against the moon)
Mrs. Darling: George, I’m so glad you changed your mind about Wendy. After all, she’s still a child.
Mr. Darling: Pshaw, Mary. You know I never mean those things. Do I, Nana?
Mrs. Darling: Oh! Wendy! Wendy! What on earth are you doing there?
Wendy: (yawns) Hmm? Oh, mother, we’re back!
Mr. Darling: Back?
Wendy: All except the Lost Boys. They weren’t quite ready.
Mr. Darling: Lost boy–? Ready?
Wendy: To grow up. That’s why they went back to Never Land.
Mr. Darling: Never Land?
Wendy: Yes. But I am.
Mr. Darling: Am?
Wendy: Ready to grow up.
Mr. Darling: Oh, oh! Well, my dear, all in good time. After all, perhaps we were–
Wendy: Oh, but, mother, it was a such a wonderful adventure!
Mr. Darling: too–
Wendy: Tinker Bell and the mermaids and Peter Pan! Oh, he was the most wonderful of all! Why, why, even when we were kidnapped, I–
Mr. Darling: Kidnapped?
Wendy: Mm-hmm. I knew Peter Pan would save us, and he did. And we all call him a codfish! (LAUGHING) Uh, Captain Hook, I mean. And then we sailed away on a ship in the sky.
Mr. Darling: Hmm. Mary, I’m going to bed.
Wendy: Oh mother, he really is wonderful, isn’t he? See how well he sails the ship?
Mrs. Darling: George. George!
Mr. Darling: Now what, Mary? gasps Nana, d-did you see– You know, I have the strangest feeling… that I’ve seen that ship before, a long time ago when I was very young.
Mrs. Darling: George, dear.
Wendy: Father.
Off singing voice: When there's a smile in your heart
there's no better time to start
think of all the joy you'll find
when you leave the world behind
and bid your cares good-bye
you can fly! you can fly! you can fly!
THE END! 
 
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