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(BIG BEN CHIMES)

NARRATOR: London, England. Beautiful. Timeless.

The corner house is Number 14 Bloomsbury.

The orderly residence of the Darling family.

A mother, a father and their three children.

Children. They all grow up.

They usually realise this around the age of two.

Two, one could say, is the beginning of the end for all.

Except for one boy...

— (DOG BARKING) — MICHAEL: I won't wash up, Nana! I won't!

I already took my medicine. My throat isn't scratchy any more.

And Wendy hasn't finished...

BOTH: ♪ One, two, three One, two, three

♪ One, two, three One, two, three... ♪

May I say you are looking very elegant, madam.

Why, thank you, sir.

— (MICHAEL GIGGLES) — Michael!

I won't go to bed until you finish the story. Please?

— Very well. — Thank you.

Then I'll go to bed, Nana. I promise.

"The Prince searched and searched.

"Would he find the beautiful maiden

"whose foot fit perfectly in the glass slipper?

"His heart was as fragile as the slipper itself.

"Alas, it fit no one.

"But Cinderella, locked away,

"was determined to find her one, true love."

— Oh, my favourite fairy-tale. — Mine too, Mother.

Your dress is beautiful!

Well, thank you, Wendy.

You know, it won't be long before you're dressed up for a party

and tucking in your children...

— MR DARLING: Mother! — Yes.

(CLEARS THROAT) It is called a necktie.

So why won't it tie around my neck?

— Let me help, dearest. — (CHILDREN GIGGLE)

Now, look! My new expensive trousers.

A little less noise there! A little less noise!

(LAUGHING) Say it again, Father. Please?

A little less noise there! A little less noise!

I'll brush them, George.

Off to bed with you!

Can I first hear the end of Wendy's story?

That's "May I." Story?

Cinderella.

MR DARLING: Absolute poppycock!

When you have a family of your own,

with all its responsibilities and financial pressures,

you can't live in a land of fairy-tale make-believe.

— Oh, but I like fairy-tales. — Wendy, you're much too old.

Father, Wendy isn't very old at all.

Why, she is almost grown up.

— Dear, your tie? — Ah, yes.

Unless it's tied properly, we won't go to dinner.

If we don't go to dinner, I shall disappoint our host, my employer.

If we disappoint him, I shall be fired. We'll have no income.

We'll be flung onto the streets and starve!

— There! — (SIGHS) The day is saved!

When the dinner guests compliment me,

saying mine is the best tied tie at the party,

I shall thank them humbly.

Of course, I did nothing.

Ah! No! I know that look! Nana! No! No!

— Even more hair on my trousers. — (CHILDREN LAUGHING)

Bad Nana!

I run a tight ship. Rules and order at all times!

Bad, bad Nana!

Poor thing...

That's right. Coddle her.

Nobody coddles me!

— George... — I am the master of this house!

I refuse to allow that dog to lord it over me any longer!

Nana's place is in the yard.

MRS DARLING: Please, no...

Come, Nana. Good Nana...

(CLEARS THROAT)

Pretty Nana.

Pretty, pretty Nana.

Pretty, pretty, pretty Nana. (LAUGHS TRIUMPHANTLY)

No matter what the species, flattery never fails.

— Mother... — I'll do my best.

Try fat-er-ree!

George... Nana must stay.

— Nonsense. — George, please.

Calm down and listen.

I saw the face of a young boy at the nursery window.

Impossible! The nursery is on the third floor.

It wasn't the first time.

Last week, I looked out at the ledge, and there he was!

It must have been the window washer. Oh, what am I saying?

You were... (CLICKS TONGUE) ..dreaming.

(CHUCKLES) No, George!

The boy was with what I can only describe as a ball of light

no bigger than my fist.

It flitted about like a June bug.

Nana sprang, and the lad leapt away!

My children have over-active imaginations... But my wife?

George, this isn't make-believe.

When the boy leapt,

Nana closed the shutters, and his shadow got stuck! I hid it.

Cobwebs. The maid never cleans properly.

I believe he's been coming back to retrieve it.

Then hang it out the window so he can fetch it.

Really, George. Laundry flapping out our window?

What would the neighbours think?

— No, Nana should stand guard. — Nana must be punished.

Besides, Liza will be here this evening.

Our maid was instructed to make Christmas pudding.

You know as well as I that as soon as we leave, she won't cook.

She'll nap.

Nana should stay! Hmm?

We'll only be just down the road at Number 27.

We're going to be late.

I am the master of this house!

I tried. To no avail. Oh, poor, sad Nana.

— (NANA BARKING) — That's not her sad bark.

That's how she barks when she smells danger.

Oh, I'm sure that all is well.

Your father assured me that you are safe.

Hush. Settle in. Hmm?

Can anything harm us, Mother, after the nightlights are out?

Nothing, Michael. Nothing.

Nightlights are the eyes a mother leaves behind to guard her children.

Come. Time for bed.

Let's go.

♪ Tender shepherd Tender shepherd

♪ Let me help you count your sheep

♪ One, in the meadow

♪ Two, in the garden

♪ Three, in the nursery fast asleep

♪ Fast asleep

♪ Tender shepherd Tender shepherd

♪ Watches over all his sheep

♪ One, say your prayers and...

♪ Two, close your eyes and...

♪ Three, safe and happily watches over...

— ♪ All his sheep — ♪ Fall asleep

— ♪ One, say your prayers and... — ♪ Tender shepherd

— ♪ Two, close your eyes and... — ♪ Tender shepherd

— ♪ Three, safe and happily fall asleep — ♪ Watches over all his sheep

♪ Fall asleep Fall asleep

♪ My child, my very own

♪ Don't be afraid, you're not alone

♪ Sleep until the dawn

♪ For all is well ♪

Dear nightlights that guard my sleeping children...

..burn clear and steadfast tonight.

♪ One, say your prayers and...

♪ Two, close your eyes and...

♪ Three, safe and happily fall asleep

♪ Fall asleep Fall asleep ♪

(TWINKLY CHIMES)

(WIND WHISTLING)

(WHOOSHING)

Tinker Bell?

Tink! Tink!

(TINKER BELL CHIMING)

— Find it? — (TINKER BELL CHIMING)

Which one?

All right.

Oh, my shadow! How I've missed you!

All right. Try that again.

All right. Be like that.

I'll stick you on with soap!

Let's try this.

Come on.

Ugh! What's the matter with you?

Boy, why are you crying?

I'm not crying.

You look like someone out of a storybook.

Yes! A brave adventurer.

— Who cries. — I don't cry.

What's your name?

Wendy Moira Angela Darling. What's yours?

Peter Pan.

Is that all?

It's enough for me.

So, is this a real house?

Yes.

I haven't been in one in a very long while.

How very interesting.

(THUD)

Something's out there.

Our maid.

If you like, we can go check... To be sure.

Yes, please!

(WHISPERS) Quiet.

You are safe, Wendy.

Thank you, Peter.

You know, I'm not sure if I remember being in a corridor.

How could you not remember?

I've always been forgetful. Some people find it endearing.

(GASPS)

Our maid I told you about?

She's supposed to be working, but she sometimes dozes off.

Oh!

That's much grander than the Jolly Roger!

The what?

The brig under the command of Captain James Hook.

(LAUGHS)

Last time I saw him, I cut off his hand.

— How dreadful. — Oh, no, not for me!

He sailed away, chased by a big, hungry crocodile!

I've never heard of such a thing.

He looks rather stern.

Father.

(IMITATING MR. DARLING) A little less noise there. A little less noise.

(GIGGLES)

(WIND WHISTLING)

Peter, we'd best return to the nursery before Liza wakes up.

As you wish.

Peter, where do you live?

Second to the right and straight on till morning.

Is that how they address your letters?

I don't get any.

But your mother does.

I don't have a mother.

— Oh, Peter... — No!

You mustn't touch me.

— Why? — No one has ever touched me.

No wonder you were crying.

I told you, I wasn't. I just couldn't get my shadow to stick.

I tried everything. Even soap.

— Your shadow... Soap? — Yes.

(GIGGLES)

Here, Peter...

I'll sew it on.

It might hurt a little.

Nothing can hurt me.

So you say.

I've never heard of a shadow getting separated from its owner.

I've missed it terribly.

Does it fall off very often?

I'm not exactly sure, but then again...

You might not remember.

What's the good in remembering, anyway?

There!

Look! My shadow! My very own shadow!

WENDY: It's only a shadow.

Yes, but it's all mine! Oh, I'm so clever.

Oh, the cleverness of me!

Well, of course, I did nothing.

Peter? You're conceited!

Conceited?

♪ Not me

♪ It's just that I am what I am

♪ And I'm me

♪ When I look at myself

♪ And I see in myself

♪ All the wonderful things that I see

♪ If I'm pleased with myself

♪ I have every good reason to be

♪ I gotta crow

♪ I'm just the cleverest fellow

♪ 'Twas ever my fortune to know

♪ I taught a trick to my shadow

♪ To stick to the tip of my toe

♪ I gotta crow

♪ I gotta brag

♪ I think it's sweet

♪ I have fingers and feet I can wiggle and wag

♪ I can climb trees and play tag with the breeze

♪ In the meadows below

♪ I gotta crow

♪ If I were a very ordinary everyday thing

♪ I'd never be heard cock-a-doodling 'round like a bird

♪ So, naturally

♪ When I discover the cleverness of a remarkable me

♪ How can I hide it

♪ When deep down inside it just tickles me so

♪ That I gotta let go and crow

♪ I'm really a rare thing

♪ Such a fair thing

♪ I can't keep still

♪ I'm bursting with pride

♪ And I just couldn't keep it inside If I tried

♪ So, naturally

♪ When I discover the cleverness of a remarkable me

♪ How can I hide it

♪ When deep down inside it just tickles me so

♪ That I gotta let go and crow! ♪

(CAWING)

(WENDY LAUGHS EXCITEDLY) I'd like to give you a kiss.

Thank you!

Well, don't you know what a kiss is?

I'll know it when you give me one.

Oh!

Thank you. May I give you a kiss?

Please.

Hmm. There.

(GASPS)

I promise to always wear this around my neck.

Oh...

I like these kisses.

(BOTH GIGGLE)

Peter, how old are you?

I'm not exactly sure. You see, I ran away the day I was born.

— Why? — I heard my parents talking

about what I was to be when I grew up.

So, I ran away to a place where I'd always be a boy and have fun!

(GASPS EXCITEDLY) Where is it?

It's way out there.

Please tell me more about it.

It's a secret place.

I can keep a secret.

Would you believe me if I told you?

— Yes. — Do you promise?

I promise.

For sure?

For sure.

♪ I have a place where dreams are born

♪ And time is never planned

♪ It's not on any chart

♪ You must find it with your heart

♪ Never Neverland

♪ It might be miles beyond the moon

♪ Or right there, where you stand

♪ Just keep an open mind

♪ And then suddenly you'll find

♪ Never Neverland

♪ You'll have a treasure if you stay there

♪ More precious far than gold

♪ For once you have found your way there

♪ You can never, never grow old

♪ And that's my home where dreams are born

♪ And time is never planned

♪ Just think of lovely things

♪ And your heart will fly on wings

♪ Forever in Never Neverland ♪

— What does it look like? — It's an island.

— A large one? — No, it's quite small.

It's nicely crammed with hardly any space between one adventure and another!

And all the seasons are in different parts of the island,

all at the same time.

Except winter. There's no winter.

But best of all, we only ever play and have fun!

(WENDY SIGHS)

I wish I could see it.

— You can. — How?

Squeeze your eyes tight. What do you see?

I see a pool of lovely, pale colours.

Squeeze them tighter. Then what?

The pool is taking on different shapes and the colours are getting brighter.

So bright that in a moment, they'll go on fire?

— I see it! I see it! — That's it.

That's my island, Wendy!

♪ You'll have a treasure if you stay there

♪ More precious far than gold

♪ For once you have found your way there

♪ You can never, never grow old

♪ And that's my home where dreams are born

♪ And time is never planned

♪ Just think of lovely things

♪ And your heart will fly on wings

♪ Forever

♪ In Never Neverland ♪

(WIND WHISTLES)

Peter, how do you get to Neverland?

You just follow the golden arrows.

And who else lives there?

Well, there's Tiger Lily and her tribe.

There's quite an assortment of mermaids.

— Mermaids? Real mermaids? — Yes.

Of course. They follow my skiff around the lagoon.

There are tiny fairies as well.

— Fairies? — Yes, lots of them.

Mine came with me.

— Really? — Yes.

— (TINKER BELL CHIMING) — (GASPS)

I forgot. I must have shut her in!

— Oh, how awful. — "Awful" is putting it mildly.

For such a small thing, Tinker Bell has a great big temper.

— Fairies... — Yes.

They're all nearly dead now.

Why?

Children know such a lot these days.

Soon, they don't believe. And every time a child says,

"I don't believe in fairies",

another one falls down dead.

Well, I believe.

(EXHALES) All right.

(TINKER BELL CHIMING)

Tink, you needn't say that. I'm sorry, I forgot!

If you must know, I was with Wendy.

— (TINKER BELL CHIMING) — What's she saying?

It's best you don't understand fairy language.

Well, please tell me.

She says you're an ugly girl, and she's mine.

— Really. — (TINKER BELL CHIMING)

Tink, I only just met her.

— And that? — "You silly ass."

— Such language! — Tink!

Peter, you may give me a kiss.

I thought you'd want it back.

Oh, no, I didn't mean a kiss.

I meant a thimble. Like this.

(TINKER BELL CHIMING)

— Something pulled my hair! — Tink!

I have never seen her so ill-behaved.

(TINKER BELL CHIMING)

Now what?

She says that if I ever try to give you a thimble, she'll do that.

— She's a fresh one! — Girls!

Peter, why did you come to our nursery?

To hear your stories. I've heard them all.

You were telling the one about the Prince

who couldn't find the lady who wore the glass slipper.

Cinderella! How does it end?

Well, the Prince found her. The slipper fit.

Their love was true. And they lived happily ever after!

I can't wait to tell the Lost Boys!

— Who? — Lost Boys.

Boys who fell out of their carriages

when their nurses were looking the other way.

If they're not claimed in seven days, they come to Neverland,

where I'm Captain.

Oh, what fun it must be!

Peter, I know many more stories.

Then come with me!

— To Neverland? — Yes!

We'll fly!

— You can fly? — Yes.

Oh!

No, I can't go.

You see, we are rather lonely. We have no female companionship.

— No girls? — Oh, no.

Girls are much too clever to fall out of their carriages.

Perhaps you could make us pockets?

None of us has any pockets.

And at night, you could tuck us in,

and you could tell us stories.

— Yes! — Yes?

I'll go! If John and Michael can come.

— Who? — My brothers!

John, Michael! Wake up! This boy, Peter Pan.

Is he one of Santa's elves?

I'm no elf!

He's going to take us to the most unbelievable place!

— Where? — Neverland.

It doesn't sound anything like London.

Peter, will you teach us to fly?

Flying? Teach me!

JOHN: Me too.

— (NANA BARKING) — Nana! Quick. Back to bed!

Hide!

All clear.

— Can you really fly? — PETER: Yes.

— WENDY: Oh, how lovely to fly! — I'll teach you!

We'll jump on the wind's back, and away we'll go!

WENDY: It sounds...

While you're sleeping in your silly beds, you might be flying around with me,

saying funny things to the stars.

— How do you do it? — Well, it's easy, sir.

You just think lovely, wonderful thoughts,

and up you go!

— WENDY: Amazing! — It's amazing.

♪ I'm flying ♪

— He's flying! He's flying! — He's flying! Flying!

♪ Look at me, way up high

♪ Suddenly, here am I

♪ I'm flying

♪ I'm flying ♪

— Flying! — Flying!

Flying!

♪ I can soar, I can weave and what's more

♪ I'm not even trying

♪ High up and as light as I can be

♪ I must be a sight lovely to see

♪ I'm flying ♪

— Flying! — Flying!

Flying!

♪ Nothing will stop me now

♪ Higher still Look at how I can zoom around

♪ Way up off the ground

♪ I'm flying

♪ I fly and I'm all over the place

♪ You try and you fall flat on your face

♪ I'm flying ♪

— Flying! — Flying!

Flying!

♪ Over bed, over chair

♪ Duck your head, clear the air

♪ Oh, what lovely fun

♪ Watch me, everyone

♪ Take a look at me and see how easily it's done

— ♪ I'm flying! ♪ — He's flying

Well, let's see, do you like it?

BOYS: Yes!

Do you want to learn?

BOTH: Teach me! Teach me!

And me!

All right, well, first, I must throw the fairy dust on you.

There!

Now, think lovely thoughts.

CHILDREN: Think lovely thoughts.

Fishing.

Dancing.

Candy.

Picnics.

— Summer. — Candy.

Sailing.

Flowers.

(SHOUTS) Candy.

PETER: Lovelier thoughts, Michael!

Christmas!

(SQUEALING LAUGHTER)

WENDY: Michael!

(LAUGHING)

I'm flying!

Look at me, I'm flying!

Come on, Michael! Come on, Michael!

♪ You ready? ♪

— Ready! — Ready!

Ready!

♪ Don't forget, don't be slow Ready, set, here we go

♪ Wendy, Michael, John!

♪ Tinker Bell, come on! Hurry up and follow me

♪ For I will soon be gone

♪ I'm flying ♪

Wait for me!

Michael!

Come on!

— How great is this? — This is awesome!

This is so amazing!

PETER: So glad you like it. Do you want to do more?

BOYS: Yes!

— Ready, John? — Yes!

Give me your hand. Here we go!

Whoa!

MICHAEL: Woo!

— JOHN: I'm like a bird! — MICHAEL: Whoa!

(MICHAEL WHOOPING)

Oh, my word!

Look down!

(CHILDREN CHEERING)

(CHILDREN CHEERING AND WHOOPING)

Would you like to feel your stomach jump?

Yes!

All right, ready?

Yes.

(CHILDREN SQUEALING EXCITEDLY)

Want to see Neverland?

— Yes! — Yes!

Look!

— Look at that! — It's gorgeous!

WENDY: It's amazing!

MICHAEL: Beautiful!

NARRATOR: Peter didn't know that his arch-rival, Captain Hook,

was back with plundered treasure in his ship

and revenge in his heart.

PIRATES: ♪ Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho!

♪ We're bloody buccaneers

♪ And each a murderous crook

♪ We terrify natives and scare little boys

♪ And cater to Captain Hook!

♪ Yo ho! Yo ho!

♪ The terrible Captain Hook!

♪ You'll do as he wishes or sleep with the fishes

♪ The terrible Captain Hook

♪ Yo ho! ♪

The winds of fate have returned us to Peter Pan's playground.

Truth be told,

you ordered we set course for this exact spot.

Does anyone have a quibble with that?

No, Captain.

As it should be. Drop anchor.

(SHOUTS) Drop anchor!

Anchor dropped, sir.

— Secure the ship! — (SHOUTS) Secure the ship!

Ship secure, sir.

I've yet to hatch the perfect plan to put an end to Peter Pan.

With all due respect, the hold is filled to the gills

with the trove of treasures plundered under your brilliant command.

Why not sail home, enjoy life?

I won't be able to enjoy life until that lad is skewered on me blade.

'Twas he who cut off...

How well I remember.

But, sir... Why are you so affixed on destroying the lad?

His sheer gall!

The wound is one thing, but he tossed my hand to a crocodile!

A beast who liked the taste of me so much, he follows me to complete his meal.

(TICKING)

But, sir...

If you return to port, you'd be rid of the croc.

You could flaunt your pirate booty to all your school chums.

No, Smee.

First and foremost, I must settle a score with dear Peter Pan.

Could I bear leave the dear lad before that? Could I?

Well... I... Cap'n... I...

What do you say we hash this over with the crew? Hmm?

— All right? — Yes, sir.

— Summon the men! — As you say, sir.

All hands!

Cecco...

Cookson...

Starkey...

Billy Jukes, Noodler.

Yeah.

My old crew...

The Captain wishes to hash over something of great importance to us, lads.

Cap'n... Hash on...

Mr Smee here thinks that I should pack up ship,

sail away and abandon my dear friend Peter Pan.

So, I ask you... Should I

weigh anchor, hoist sail and leave him all alone?

Should I?

Could I?

You mean, retire?

Retire?

Retire?

♪ I could sail away to far Cathay

♪ And lead a life of ease

♪ Turn my back on all I've known and learned

♪ But the thought of Peter flying free

♪ Would bring me to my knees

♪ No matter where I roam

♪ So, what's the purnt?

♪ Don't I want to be a hero?

♪ Don't I want to be a dandy?

♪ Don't I want to get me vengeance?

♪ Clearing Peter from my brain?

♪ Don't I want to be an idol?

♪ Children shrieking when they see me?

♪ Sweet attention from the ladies

♪ All for causing Peter pain?

♪ Listen to your peerless leader

♪ Once I get me hook in Peter

♪ Life will go from sweet to sweeter I say

♪ Little things you've always longed for ♪

Yes!

♪ Little buckles made of diamonds

♪ Little children, all a-tremble!

♪ Anything your heart desires!

♪ Could I have a pink umbrella?

♪ Sure!

♪ Learn to play the pianola?

— ♪ Why not? — ♪ Little piece of gorgonzola?

♪ Anything my heart desires?

— ♪ Name it! — ♪ Well...

♪ I'd like to buy a baby chimp

♪ And then wean him on champagne

♪ One chimp!

♪ I'd like to start a little pirate school

♪ For the kids!

♪ I'd like to clear my every thought of that Peter from my brain

♪ More than his death

♪ I want a death that's cruel!

♪ Lads, can't you see it?

♪ Peter, dead! Me, happy!

♪ My own pirate school!

♪ I'll teach the three "Ee's."

♪ Roguer-ee! Larcen-ee! And arson-ee! ♪

(PIRATES LAUGHING)

(PLAYS NOTE)

♪ A hook for every boy

♪ And a boy on every hook!

PIRATES: ♪ A hook for every boy

♪ And a boy on every hook!

♪ Leave it to our peerless leader

♪ He will be the death of Peter

♪ Life will go from sweet to sweeter We say

♪ Are you going to get your vengeance?

— ♪ Yes! — ♪ Find an evil way to kill him?

— ♪ Yes! — ♪ Do you still want to get a monkey?

♪ Yes!

— ♪ And I want to make him fly! — ♪ That's aiming high!

♪ Leave it to our fearless leader

♪ Too-dle-loo and so long, Peter

♪ Treasure's sweet

♪ But nothing's sweeter than vengeance! ♪

Look, Captain! Pan!

Ready the cannon!

Vengeance!

NARRATOR: Peter, Wendy and the boys began their descent into Neverland,

where the usual rivalries were playing out.

Tiger Lily and her tribe of Islanders versus Peter's Lost Boys.

All unaware of Hook's threat.

(CANNON BOOMS)

(ALL TALKING EXCITEDLY)

(ALL TALKING EXCITEDLY)

(SHOUTING IN ALARM)

(TAUNTING)

(CANNON BOOMS)

(MURMURING WORRIEDLY)

(CANNON BOOMS)

(SHOUTING FEARFULLY)

Captain Hook! Pirates returned to Neverland.

And Peter not here.

Peter will return soon to dispatch his arch-enemy.

— Won't he? — Of course.

Then I reckon he'll tell us the end of the Cinderella story.

Oh, Cinderella...

Even though I know nothing about my mother,

I'm fond of thinking she was just like Cinderella.

Well, I know my mum was fonder of me than yours was of you!

Why?

Peter had to make up names for the lot of you.

My mum had wrote my name on the clothes I was lost in.

"Slightly Soiled."

Shh!

— What's that? — What?

— When Peter's not here, I'm afraid. — I'm not.

PIRATES: ♪ Yo ho! Yo ho!

♪ Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! ♪

Pirates!

PIRATES: ♪ We're bloody buccaneers

♪ And each a murderous crook

♪ We terrify natives and scare little boys

♪ And cater to Captain Hook!

♪ Yo ho! Yo ho!

♪ The terrible Captain Hook!

♪ The first one to blunder

♪ Will be six feet under

♪ The terrible Captain Hook

♪ Yo ho! ♪

Cap'n! Look! It's one of Pan's Lost Boys!

Oh! Oh! Oh! I can shoot him dead!

No good, Noodles. One shot would bring Tiger Lily and her tribe upon us

like a shot!

Shall I after the lad,

and give him a silent tickle with Jane or Johnny Corkscrew?

Smee, no. That lad's only one, and I'm planning to mischief 'em all.

(QUIETLY) Put me down.

— Find their hideout. — (PIRATES GRUNT ASSENT)

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

(CLOCK TICKING)

What was that?

Shh!

Methinks... Shh!

I hear the ticking of the croc!

There's no need for alarm, sir.

There's no ticking croc.

Indeed, it was a stroke of luck that

that croc already swallowed a clock before Pan... Oh, my God!

But some day, the clock will run down, stop ticking, and then...

All the more reason to sail for home.

Not before my grander plan succeeds.

Destroy the boys, the tribe, this very island.

With nothing left to live for...

Pan will surrender to this!

(LAUGHS EVILLY)

Your exact plan?

Alas, I am in need of one.

Perhaps you should sit.

And, like a mother hen, hatch your plot.

Ooh!

(CHUCKLES)

Hmm.

— This seat is hot! Very hot! — Ah!

Odds-bobs, hammer and tongs, I'm burning!

Oh! Oh!

That will do. That will do!

You were on fire.

The Lost Boys' hideout!

And Peter not yet back.

Summon the men.

All hands! All hands!

All hands! All hands!

All hands! All hands! All hands!

Find their hideout, find their hideout...

Cecco, did you find it?

Cookie, did you find their hideout?

— No. — I found their hideout!

(ALL CHEERING)

I have to do everything.

— What are you good for? — PIRATE: Good for?

Music is my muse. Inspire me with your rhythms.

Huh?

Thinking position.

Mmm...

What tempo, Captain?

Mmm...

A tango!

A tango!

Play, you dogs!

(PLAYING TANGO MUSIC)

It's delicious.

♪ To cook a cake, quite large

♪ And fill each layer in between

♪ With icing mixed with poison

♪ Till it turns a tempting green

♪ We'll place it near the house

♪ Just where the boys

♪ Are sure to come

♪ And being greedy

♪ They won't care to

♪ Question such a plum

♪ We'll cook a cake

♪ And they will come

♪ But they won't

♪ Question such a plum ♪

(VOCALISING)

ALL: Ooh!

♪ The boys who have no mother sweet

♪ No one to show them their mistake

♪ Won't know it's dangerous to eat

♪ So damp and rich a cake!

♪ The boys who have no mother sweet

♪ To tell them it's no good to eat ♪

(VOCALISING)

♪ No one to show them their mistake ♪

(VOCALISING)

♪ So damp and rich a cake!

♪ And so, before the winking of an eye

♪ Those boys will eat

♪ That poisoned cake

♪ And one by one

♪ They'll die ♪

Olé!

(VOCALISING)

(CLOCK TICKING)

The croc. To the ship!

To the ship!

To the ship!

To the ship!

To the ship! To the ship!

To the ship! To the ship! To the ship! To the ship!

(GROWLS)

No Hook.

No pirates.

No Peter.

Look! A great white bird!

— Where? — Right there!

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Hello, Tink!

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Tinker Bell says Peter wants us to shoot the Wendy bird.

That must be the Wendy bird right there!

Bull's-eye!

(ALL CHEERING)

I shot the Wendy bird!

Peter will be so pleased!

— (PETER CAWS) — LOST BOYS: Peter! Let's surprise him!

Greetings, boys!

Meet John and Michael, they're from London.

I've just taught them how to fly and they're doing splendidly.

LOST BOYS: Hello!

John, Michael, these are the Lost Boys.

Lost Boys, roll call!

(LOST BOYS SHOUT INDISTINCTLY)

Nicely done, lads.

Guess what, I have news!

I brought a mother for us all.

She should be coming along any minute now with Tink.

— We have news, too, Captain. — What?

We killed the Wendy bird.

Wendy!

With an arrow in her heart!

That's not a bird, it's a lady.

The very lady who was to be our mother.

She came here to tell us stories and make us pockets.

And you shot her?

— Whose arrow is this? — Mine, Peter.

No, Curly!

You can't take the blame for this.

I did it.

Strike me, Peter. Strike true.

I cannot strike. Something stops me.

Her arm.

She lives!

Look! The arrow shot this kiss I gave her.

A kiss has saved Wendy's life.

I remember kisses.

Uh-huh! That's a kiss all right.

Tink told us you ordered we shoot the Wendy.

Tink, I gave no such order.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

You are my friend no more!

Be gone forever!

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

All right. Not forever. For a week.

— He won't remember. — I know. No memory.

Makes him so endearing.

— Peter! — (ALL GASP)

I am rather tired.

Captain, the other news is... Hook is back!

Took him long enough.

Lads, we must be at the ready.

As your captain,

I shall lead you in to victory over Hook and his band of barnacles.

— LOST BOYS: Hurray! — Shh!

Peter, could Wendy really be our mother?

Of course!

Let's show Wendy how sorry we are for almost killing her!

We'll make our new mother feel welcome, comfortable and very safe.

Slightly, you stay behind with Wendy and the boys.

I will come and get you when the house is ready.

(ALL MURMURING EXCITEDLY)

Uh, boys, Wendy is used to a home that is very orderly, neat and tidy.

This is not orderly, neat or tidy in the least.

Let us tidy it, Peter?

It will take a whole lot of tidying. A whole lot.

We can do it! Can't we, boys?

— LOST BOYS: Yes! — All right! Then let's get to it!

(LOST BOYS AGREEING)

♪ Let's be quiet as a mouse

♪ And make a lovely little house for Wendy

♪ All for Wendy

♪ She's come to stay

♪ And be our mother

♪ At last we have a mother

♪ Home sweet home upon the wall

♪ A welcome mat down in the hall for Wendy

♪ So that Wendy won't go away

♪ We have a mother

♪ At last we have a mother

♪ Oh, what pleasure she'll bring to us

♪ Make us pockets and sing to us

♪ Tell us stories

♪ We've been longing to hear

♪ Over and over

♪ She'll be waiting at the door

♪ We won't be lonely any more since Wendy

♪ Lovely Wendy's here to stay

♪ We have a mother

♪ At last we have a mother

♪ We have a mother

♪ At last we have a mother ♪

(SHOUTING EXCITEDLY)

♪ Oh, what pleasure she'll bring to us

♪ Make us pockets and sing to us

♪ Tell us stories

♪ We've been longing to hear

♪ Over and over

♪ She'll be waiting at the door

♪ We won't be lonely any more since Wendy

♪ Lovely Wendy's here to stay

♪ We have a mother

♪ At last we have a mother

♪ She'll be our mother

♪ It's nice to have a mother

♪ Wendy's here to stay ♪

Lovely, darling house!

Thank you.

Wendy-lady, be our mother?

I'd love to, if Peter will be your father.

All right. As long as it's only pretend.

Ah, thank you.

— (IN DEEP VOICE) Very well then. — (ALL LAUGHING)

Oh, please, Mother, tell us the ending of Cinderella?

(ALL AGREEING EXCITEDLY)

Well, the Prince found her, and...

LOST BOYS: And?

— And they all lived happily ever after. — (ALL TALKING EXCITEDLY)

Oh! Oh! Oh! And the end of Sleeping Beauty?

Well, the Prince woke her up, and...

ALL: And?

And they all lived happily ever after.

(ALL CHEERING)

— And the end of Hamlet? — Hamlet?

Well, Prince Hamlet died...

..and the King died,

and the Queen died,

and Ophelia died,

and Polonius died,

and Laertes died, and...

LOST BOYS: And?

Well, the rest of them lived happily ever after.

(ALL CHEERING)

Oh, Peter! Look what arrived! A cake!

— A big, beautiful, delicious cake! — (ALL CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)

Children, children, I wouldn't want this spoiling your dinner.

Wouldn't you agree, Father?

Father? Wouldn't you agree?

Uh, yes. Um, it's far too damp and rich.

Take it away!

Oh, why don't you all wash up while I make dinner?

Do as your mother says.

WENDY: Before bedtime, I'll tell you a story.

(LOST BOYS MURMURING EXCITEDLY)

(LOST BOYS HUMMING)

♪ We have a mother

♪ At last we have a mother! ♪

(HUMMING)

Cecco?

They found a mother.

Oh!

SMEE: It's nice to have a mother.

Mmm.

(MUMBLES)

Peter Pan has found a mother!

Oh-ho, yeah.

(PIRATES LAUGHING NERVOUSLY)

(HOOK GRUNTS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(PIRATES CLEAR THROATS)

The game is up.

— They call her Wendy. — Really?

Wendy.

She must be a very caring mum,

refusing her children such a sweet treat.

One more obstacle in my plot to wound the boy before I kill him.

Think! Think! I must think!

SMEE: What tempo, Captain?

Tempo-tempo-tempo.

A Tarantella to tease a tortured template from my temple...

One, two, buckle my shoe.

(PLAYING TARANTELLA MUSIC)

♪ Methinks I see a spark, a gleam

♪ A glimmer of a plan

♪ With which I may perhaps

♪ Redeem me honour as a man

♪ Kidnap Wendy, seize the boys

♪ And you'll have Hook to thank

♪ For when the time is ripe

♪ You'll see the children

♪ Walk the plank!

PIRATES: ♪ Oh!

♪ When was such a princely plot

♪ Concocted by another?

♪ To murder all the boys and

♪ Keep the Wendy for our mother!

♪ When was such a princely plot

♪ Concocted by another?

♪ To murder all the boys

♪ And keep the Wendy

♪ For our mother! ♪

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

♪ Tra la la la Tra la la la

♪ Tra la la la Tra la la la

♪ Tra la la la Tra la la la

♪ Tra la la la Tra la la la

♪ Tra la la la Tra la la la

♪ Tra la la la Tra la la la

♪ Tra la la la Tra la la la

♪ Tra la la la Tra la la la

♪ When was such a princely plot concocted by another?

♪ To murder all the boys

♪ And keep the Wendy for our mother! ♪

As clear and clever as your rhymings are, you left out the part

where you kill Tiger Lily and destroy the island.

♪ For our mother! ♪

Hey!

♪ Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

♪ Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho!

♪ Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

♪ Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho!

♪ Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

♪ Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho!

♪ Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

♪ Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho!

♪ Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

♪ Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho!

♪ Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

♪ Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho!

♪ Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

♪ Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! ♪

NARRATOR: The Darling children loved their life in Neverland.

It was rough and simple.

No one, the Lost Boys, the Islanders,

not even Peter Pan himself,

knew that Hook was making good on his plan to blow up Neverland.

— Fear is our foe. — LOST BOYS: Yes!

If you ever feel a twinge of it, pay no attention.

LOST BOYS: Never pay attention!

Always be armed and ever-vigilant. Tiger Lily might attack,

and Hook's pirates might pounce!

Where do you think Hook is?

Probably trembling in terror on the Jolly Roger.

And what do you reckon these pirates are like?

Like always, scabrous, ill-mannered scoundrels.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Tink! Where have you been?

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

I sent you away?

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

I forgot.

Well, I was just telling the boys

about how we must show Wendy what true heroes we are

so that she'll stay and keep making us pockets and telling us stories.

There she is.

Greetings, Wendy!

Our home is secure and your troops are fit and at the ready.

Thank you, Peter. Now we shall begin the boys' daily lesson.

You mean school?

Of course. As their father, I'm sure you would agree

the children can be warriors and scholars.

Yes, Mother.

I shall teach them.

(LOST BOYS SNICKER)

Very well.

All right, class, please take your seats.

(CLEARS THROAT)

All right.

Get out of the way.

— Are you ready for today's lesson? — LOST BOYS: Yes.

Very well. Repeat after me.

♪ I won't grow up

♪ I won't grow up

♪ I don't wanna go to school

♪ I don't wanna go to school

♪ Just to learn to be a parrot

♪ Just to learn to be a parrot

♪ And recite a silly rule

♪ And recite a silly rule

♪ If growing up means it would be

♪ Beneath my dignity to climb a tree

♪ I'll never grow up Never grow up

♪ Never grow up

♪ Not me

♪ Not I

♪ Not me

♪ Not me

♪ I won't grow up

♪ I won't grow up

♪ I don't want to wear a tie

♪ I don't want to wear a tie

♪ Or a serious expression

♪ Or a serious expression

♪ In the middle of July

♪ In the middle of July

♪ And if it means I must prepare

♪ To shoulder burdens with a worried air

♪ I'll never grow up Never grow up

♪ Never grow up

♪ Not me

♪ Not I

♪ Not me

♪ So there

♪ Never gonna be a man

♪ I won't

♪ Like to see somebody try

♪ And make me

♪ Anyone who wants to try

♪ And make me turn into a man

♪ Catch me if you can

♪ I won't grow up

♪ I won't grow up

♪ Not a penny will I pinch

♪ Not a penny will I pinch

♪ I will never grow a moustache

♪ I will never grow a moustache

♪ Or a fraction of an inch

♪ Or a fraction of an inch

♪ 'Cause growing up is awfuller

♪ Than all the awful things that ever were

♪ I'll never grow up

♪ Never grow up

♪ Never grow up, no, sir

— WENDY: ♪ Not I — LOST BOYS: ♪ Not me So there!

(ALL SHOUTING EXCITEDLY)

♪ Never grow up

♪ Never grow up

♪ Never grow up, never grow up

♪ Never grow up, never grow up

♪ Never grow up, not me

♪ Not me Not me

♪ Not me Not me! ♪

Peter, please wait! Please.

(QUIETLY) ♪ We're bloody buccaneers and each a murderous

♪ Crook

— ♪ We terrify natives... — ♪ And scare little boys

♪ And cater to Captain Hook ♪

— Map. — Paint.

X.

Our first X to mark the spot to place the dynamite.

(SIGHING)

I like explosions.

— Boom! — (LAUGHING)

Your army welcomes you, Wendy.

Thank you, Peter.

You all are upstanding Englishmen.

So, I shall teach you how to avoid war

whilst enjoying proper tea, by practising diplomacy.

"Diplomacy"?

The art of fostering good relationships without conflict.

If you would instruct all to take their seats.

You heard our mother.

Place your napkin thusly.

Greet your adversary with a firm handshake.

♪ I won't grow up ♪

WENDY: Exchange pleasantries.

♪ I will never even try ♪

Avoid fisticuffs.

♪ I will do what Peter tells me ♪

WENDY: Listen to your foe...

♪ And I'll never ask him why ♪

...whilst offering a biscuit.

♪ 'Cause growing up is awfuller

♪ Than all the awful things that ever were

♪ I'll never grow up

♪ Never grow up Never grow up ♪

Oh, dear. I'm all out.

♪ Not me

♪ Not I

♪ Not me

♪ So there! ♪

PETER: Fight first. Talk never!

♪ Ha! Never gonna be a man, I won't

♪ Like to see somebody try and make me

♪ Anyone who wants to

♪ Try and make me turn into a man

♪ Catch me if you can! ♪

(SHOUTING EXCITEDLY)

Oh, Peter, please wait for me! Peter!

(WHISTLING TUNEFULLY)

♪ We're the swarthy, smarmy, smelly, barmy

♪ Army of Captain Hook ♪

— Another perfect spot. — The Captain will be so proud.

— Yeah. — Oh!

Yeah.

(GROANS SADLY)

(SOBS LOUDLY)

I must warn Peter.

(SHOUTING)

♪ Never grow up, never grow up

♪ Never grow up ♪

Peter, I come in peace. Hook and his pirates are up to no good.

Tell me something I don't know.

What you don't know is that Hook and his men are tracking you.

They are plotting to destroy Neverland. You must listen.

We'll listen...

if you can catch us.

WENDY: Peter!

Diplomacy.

PETER: I let them win, Wendy.

Peter!

Please. Stop Hook!

Please. Don't fight.

— Peter, you must listen... — To me.

Peter! Hook!

Peter! Here!

— Peter! — Peter!

— Peter! — Peter! Come inside with the boys.

I'm afraid if Peter and the boys don't rest a little,

they shan't have enough strength to take on Hook.

That's diplomacy?

(LOST BOYS GIGGLING)

♪ We won't grow up!

♪ We won't grow up!

♪ We will never grow a day

♪ We will never grow a day

♪ And if someone tries to make us

♪ And if someone tries to make us

♪ We will simply run away

♪ We will simply run away

♪ I won't grow up!

♪ I won't grow up!

♪ No, I promise that I won't!

♪ No, I promise that I won't!

♪ I will stay a boy forever!

♪ I will stay a boy forever!

♪ And be banished if I don't!

♪ And be banished if I don't!

♪ And Neverland will always be

♪ The home of youth and joy and liberty! ♪

Nap time!

I understand what you're trying to do with the diplomacy, but it's just not working.

Perhaps it's because you still don't get the dangers here.

Perhaps it's time I show them to you.

Peter, I'd like that very much.

All right.

Nap time.

I don't take naps.

Set a good example for the children.

All right. But I'm not tired.

♪ Never grow up

♪ Not me, not me, not me, not me

♪ Not me! ♪

You found it!

(PIRATES CACKLING)

NARRATOR: Peter had no idea that Hook had captured Tiger Lily.

He took Wendy to Mermaid's Lagoon

to show her the dangers of Neverland.

But Wendy saw only a perfect moonlit evening.

And moonlight's magic has a way of obscuring danger.

I'm here to protect you from all the dangers lurking about, Wendy.

Hook and his pirates could be lying low, ready to attack!

So keep up your guard.

I only see beauty. Peter, it's enchanting.

Girls! While you are enchanted by the beauty, remember,

many lives have been lost here.

There was a great battle that took place here, on a night much like this.

Sneak attack.

Battle cries, swords clanging,

blood and guts and chaos.

I led the Lost Boys to victory!

Oh, Peter! Will the mermaids really follow your skiff?

Sometimes.

Do you think we'll see any?

You never know. Keep a sharp eye and an alert ear.

♪ Is this just pretend?

♪ Oh, only pretend?

♪ True, it's all just a game

♪ Make-believe

♪ All the same, is it only pretend?

♪ Are these feelings I'm feeling my feelings alone?

♪ Do you have them too?

♪ I think that you do

♪ But you never say, my friend

♪ You silently row

♪ You're like no boy I know

♪ Oh, what clue did I miss?

♪ Is a kiss like a kiss?

♪ What does it reveal?

♪ It may be just pretend

♪ And soon the dream may end

♪ But just for this moment

♪ Let's pretend that it's real ♪

Peter! They are...

They are beautiful!

(WENDY SIGHS)

♪ What does it reveal?

♪ It may be just pretend

♪ And soon the dream will end

♪ So just for the moment

♪ Let's pretend that it's real ♪

— Here. — What is it?

Her comb. She left it behind.

Oh, it's exquisite.

Finders keepers.

I shall cherish it always.

Oh, how I wish I could give you a real kiss.

Well, if you do, I'll keep it safe right here in my pocket.

SMEE: Here's the rock. Secure the dinghy.

NOODLER: Are you sure this is the landing?

— What's that? — Sounds like Hook's men.

Prisoners are lashed to Marooner's Rock. When the tide rises, they drown.

This is exactly what this place is about, Wendy.

— Should we leave? — Never run from danger.

Come.

Nary a whimper or a tear, even as death awaits.

Maybe she don't understand.

See, you are chained to this here rock!

The tides'll rise, waters'll cover you, and then...

(GURGLING)

(SCREAMS)

Dead!

Truthful and entertaining.

A well-deserved reward for stealing my map.

I didn't steal. You dropped it.

— Semantics. — My people will fight to the death

to protect our island from your captain's madness.

A futile effort, missy.

Once we're done with this spit of land, there'll be nothing left to fight for...

(LAUGHS) ..'cause there'll be nothing left.

(PIRATES LAUGHING)

Brave Tiger Lily.

What was that?

The wind?

Or spirits. Hurry! Let's set sail.

Be clever.

(IMITATING HOOK) Ahoy, there, you lubbers!

The Captain!

We tied her to the rock, sir. Just like you ordered.

PETER: Set her free!

But Cap'n...

Cut her loose, or I'll plunge me hook in ya!

(MURMURING NERVOUSLY)

She's cut loose, sir.

Why can't he make up his mind?

Oi! That's our captain. He can make up whatever he likes.

Hook means to explode Neverland along with us.

That plundering bilge rat.

Go, muster your tribes.

I already set their boat adrift.

Wendy and I will fly home soon, and then you and I shall make our battle plan.

Ahoy there!

SMEE: Captain, what brings you to the rock?

Yo ho!

There's no entertainment upon the high sea,

so I've come to savour your handiwork.

Smee!

To delight, rejoice and laugh meself silly in the wilting of the Tiger Lily.

Where is she?

We let her go.

I beg your pardon?

— You ordered us to... — NOODLER: Cut her loose...

SMEE: (IMITATING HOOK) "Or I'll plunge me hook into you!"

No, I think it was more like, "Or I'll plunge me hook into you!"

What bamboozling is this?

I gave no such order. Some evil spirit must be lurking.

Spirit that haunts this lagoon, do you hear me?

PETER: (IN GHOSTLY VOICE) Yes, I hear you.

Who are you?

PETER: I am Hook, Captain of the Jolly Roger.

If you are Hook, then who am I?

PETER: A codfish.

Have we been captained all this time by a bottom feeder?

— (GIGGLING) — Stranger, have you another name?

— PETER: Aye. — Vegetable?

— PETER: No. — Animal?

— PETER: Yes. — Man?

— PETER: Never. — Boy?

PETER: Yes.

Have you another voice?

— PETER: Yes. — (GROANS)

Welcome back to Neverland, Captain.

It's good to be back.

— ♪ Good day to you, Hook! — ♪ Good day to you, Pan!

♪ What a pleasure to meet you again!

♪ Like a deadly disease

♪ Or the stuff that you sneeze

♪ Or a pimple to squeeze now and then

♪ I'll cut off your hide which I'll wear as a pelt

♪ And your tongue as my special reward

♪ Oh, dear, is that fear or your breath that I smell?

♪ Let's get on with the fighting I'm bored

♪ Oh, the world would be so wonderful without Peter

♪ PETER: Over here, over here!

— ♪ What could be sweeter? — ♪ Come and get me, old man!

♪ Than a world without Peter Pan?

♪ But I'm so cunning and cute! And to boot

♪ I'm fitter and fleeter

♪ You've grown fat from sitting on your fat divan ♪

— Boo! — (PIRATE SCREAMS)

♪ I'd kill you with ease if you'd just care to land

♪ What care I? I'll just fly through the air

♪ Stand still, you cur!

PETER: ♪ Let me lend you a hand

♪ Lucky me that I have one to spare ♪

Why, thank you, dear boy.

— Ha! — Ow!

That's not fair.

— HOOK: Grow up. — Never!

PIRATES: ♪ Oh, the world would be so wonderful without Peter

♪ What could be sweeter than a world without Peter Pan?

♪ How my loathing grows! It knows no rhyme nor meter

BOTH: ♪ I'm pleased to kill you just because I can

— ♪ You're a brat! — ♪ You're a cheat!

♪ You're the foulest of foes!

♪ You're the flea on a rat!

— ♪ You're the wart on my nose! — ♪ You're the hair in my soup!

— ♪ You're the corn on my toes! — ♪ Here, take that!

♪ Double drat! Now I've spoiled my hose! ♪

(CAWS)

♪ And I dream of a wonderful world without Peter Pan ♪

— WENDY: Peter! — (PIRATES LAUGH)

(CLOCK TICKING)

(PETER GROANS)

What's that?

— The croc! — I don't think he's had his lunch yet.

I will get you, Peter Pan, before that croc gets me.

— (CROC GROWLING) — Make haste! Make haste!

Pretty croc.

Pretty, pretty croc.

Happy birthday to us!

It's our birthday?

No, you nincompoop, it's a figure of speech.

(GASPS) Look, Captain!

ALL: Pan's dinghy!

— Carpe dinghy! — What?

— Seize the dinghy! — Yes.

Dinghy seized. Permission to board said dinghy?

— Get in the boat, you dunderhead! — BILLY JUKES: Boarding quickly!

No, no, no, it's not safe. The tide is rising.

We must leave quickly or we'll perish.

Alas, I am wounded. I cannot swim or fly.

Poor brave Peter.

And the fairy dust for your flight is gone.

Why, I can go try to find help.

No, no, no, it's much too dangerous. Hook and his pirates could be nearby.

The only way out of here is to fly.

— Then we are both doomed. — It's true.

Peter, if this is to be our final moment together,

please know I am so happy that you brought me here.

It's everything you said it would be and so much more.

You see, being near you, I think I...

Wendy, look!

Michael's kite. What a stroke of luck. It'll carry you home.

It must carry the both of us.

No, no, it can't carry us two.

I won't leave without you.

You must. Go! The boys so need their mother.

— Go! — Peter!

Tink, where are you?

To die will be an awfully big adventure.

(LOST BOYS CHATTERING)

Please, Mother, a story?

Shouldn't we wait for Father to return?

Your father might be detained. He told me I must carry on, should he...

BOTH: If Father says so, we carry on!

He would be so very proud of you.

— Tiger Lily! — (LOST BOYS SHOUTING)

— Stow your weapons, boys. — WENDY: Peter.

I saved Tiger Lily's life, and she saved mine. We are all friends now.

Peter Pan is the sun and the moon and the stars.

Yes. I know.

Shake hands, everybody. Our two tribes are now one.

WENDY: Peter, you were wounded. Don't you remember?

Please come inside and take some medicine.

Wendy, really, I'm fine. We have much work to do.

Yes. Let us unite in our common goal...

To protect one another and our island from the evil doings of Captain Hook.

(SPEAKING ISLANDER LANGUAGE)

(SINGING IN ISLANDER LANGUAGE)

♪ Double, double

♪ If we get in trouble

♪ Me or you

♪ There's just one thing to do

♪ I'll just send for Tiger Lily

♪ I'll just send for Peter Pan

♪ We'll be coming willy nilly, Lily!

♪ Beat on a drum and I will come

♪ And I will come and save our brave noble warrior! ♪

(CHANTING IN ISLANDER LANGUAGE)

♪ Hickory, dickory Hickory, dickory dock!

♪ Hickory, dickory Hickory, dickory dock!

♪ Tweedle dum, Tweedle dee Tweedle dum, Tweedle dee dum dum!

♪ Hickory, dickory Hickory, dickory ♪

(SINGING IN ISLANDER LANGUAGE)

♪ Etcha sketcha

♪ If the pirates getcha

♪ And you're took away by Captain Hook! Hook! ♪

(ALL SHOUTING EXCITEDLY)

♪ I'll just send for Tiger Lily

♪ I'll just send for Peter Pan

♪ We'll be coming willy nilly, Lily!

♪ Send up a flare and I'll be there!

♪ You know, you really got a friend!

♪ A friend!

♪ We'll be true blood brothers to the end! ♪

(SINGING IN ISLANDER LANGUAGE)

(ALL CHEERING)

Together, victory will be ours!

This moon, we will guard.

We will take care of Hook if he attacks.

Very good. Come on, boys.

Peter, I'm so relieved you're back. But I am concerned about your wound.

Really, Wendy, I'm fine. I'm fine.

So you say.

Ah, children,

before you get ready for bed, please make your father comfortable.

— Excuse me! Chair coming through. — Yes.

(LOST BOYS CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)

(IN DEEP VOICE) A little less noise there. A little less noise.

(ALL LAUGHING)

What is it, Peter?

— It's only pretend, isn't it? — What?

That I'm their father?

Oh, yes, of course.

Peter...I was wondering.

What do you think of me?

I mean...

..do you have any special feelings for me?

I feel that you are indeed very special,

and I am proud to be your devoted son.

Is that all?

How do you mean?

Well, do you ever think there's more than being a pretend mother's son?

Not really.

You know, you're exactly like Tink and Tiger Lily.

— How so? — Sometimes I feel

they want to be something to me, and it's not my mother.

— Indeed it isn't. — Then what else is it?

It's not really for a lady to tell.

Girls.

— (TINKER BELL CHIMES) — WENDY: Oh, I know.

All right, boys. Better wash up before your story.

Please don't forget to take your medicine for your wound.

I won't, Wendy. I never forget a thing.

All right.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Is he the same around you and Tiger Lily?

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Maybe he'll change.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES LOW NOTE)

I am not!

Ready for a story.

Oh, it's so late, and it has been such a big day,

we best save the story for tomorrow.

(LOST BOYS GRUMBLING)

Oh, maybe you could sing us a lullaby, instead?

Yes, please!

I think I remember someone singing one to me when I was quite little.

All right.

♪ Once upon a time and long ago

♪ I heard someone singing soft and low

♪ Now, when day is done and night is near

♪ I recall this song I used to hear

♪ My child, my very own Don't be afraid

♪ You're not alone

♪ Sleep until the dawn For all is well

♪ Long ago this song was sung to me

♪ Now it's just a distant melody

♪ Somewhere from the past I used to know

♪ Once upon a time and long ago ♪

(LOST BOYS HUMMING)

I want to go home.

Me too.

By now Mother and Father must be in half-mourning.

♪ My child, my very own Don't be afraid

♪ You're not alone

♪ Sleep until the dawn For all is well

— ♪ Long ago this song was sung to me — ♪ Long ago

— ♪ But now — ♪ Now it's just a distant melody

♪ A distant melody

♪ Somewhere from the past I used to know

♪ Once upon a time

♪ And long ago ♪

It's time we returned to London.

Peter, would you please make the necessary arrangements?

As you wish.

Tink! Get up and guide Wendy and the boys on their journey home.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Can I go with you? Please?

WENDY: Oh!

LOST BOYS: Us too?

Well, you should all come.

Mother and Father would adopt you.

— If you don't make noise or spend money. — (WENDY CHUCKLES)

Peter, may we go?

Suit yourselves.

WENDY: All right! Get your things.

(LOST BOYS MURMURING EXCITEDLY)

WENDY: What's wrong?

Nothing.

— WENDY: I'll get your medicine. — No, no, it's not that kind of pain.

WENDY: Well, maybe you'll feel better after you start packing.

No, Wendy, I'm not going.

Why?

Because you're wrong about mothers.

Oh, Peter, how could you say such a thing?

♪ When I went home

♪ I thought that certainly someone

♪ Would leave the door or window open wide for me

♪ And surely there would be

♪ A welcome light

♪ When I went home

♪ I counted so upon somebody

♪ Waiting up to ask me questions on and on

♪ To ask me where I'd gone Was I all right?

♪ But the door was barred and the window barred

♪ And I knew with an awful dread

♪ That somebody else Some other boy

♪ Was sleeping in my bed

♪ When I went home

♪ I found that, sad to say, you must expect

♪ To be forgotten once you've gone away

♪ And so I couldn't stay that lonely night

♪ When I went home ♪

Peter, be very brave.

Come back with us.

No fuss, no blubbering. Just goodbye.

When you meet your new mother, I hope you like her.

(LOUD CLATTERING)

WENDY: What's that?

— Must be Tiger Lily fighting off Hook. — (LOUD CLATTERING)

(PIRATES BELLOWING)

— It's over. — Who won?

Well, if Tiger Lily won, she'll beat the drum.

(BEATING DRUM)

PETER: Victory!

(LOST BOYS CHEERING)

Tiger Lily will lead you through the forest, as I know flying tires you so.

And Tink will guide you on your journey across the sea.

Lead the way, Tink.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Promise me you'll take your medicine.

I promise.

Peter, if you come for me once a year, I'll do your spring cleaning.

Will you come?

If you like.

You won't forget?

Me? Forget?

I promise to never lock the window.

Oh, how I wish I could...

Yes. I mustn't touch.

Peter, I loved it here with you. A part of me will always be here.

No, Peter.

I want you to have it.

And I will always cherish this.

LOST BOY 1: Where did Tiger Lily go?

LOST BOY 2: I bet her and her tribe

are chasing Hook and his men all the way to the Jolly Roger.

(LAUGHING) They'll set sail, and we'll be rid of them forever.

Good riddance to bad rubbish.

— (LOST BOY LAUGHS) — (DRUM BEATING)

Tiger Lily's signal! It came from over there.

(ALL TALKING EXCITEDLY)

When I get back to London, first thing I want is plum pudding.

I can ask our maid to make you some.

Thank you.

How can you think of food right now?

Because I think of it all the time.

(GASPS)

How do you do?

Hook.

James Hook, Captain of the Jolly Roger.

If you'd be so kind...

(GASPING)

(MUFFLED GROANING)

Captain, we tied 'em down good, so they can't fly off.

Well done, Starkey.

Once aboard the Jolly Roger, the boys we'll make walk the plank,

— and the Wendy shall be our mother. — (PIRATES LAUGHING)

(MICHAEL SQUEALS)

What about Peter?

He won't live long enough to witness my sweet victory.

Poison!

SMEE: Ooh!

Feisty vixen. You missed, missy.

March them to the ship.

Except for the lady.

Carry on.

SMEE: March 'em to the ship. Except for the lady.

(PIRATES CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)

Even in his sleep, he infuriates me!

(BUBBLING)

Sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs bite.

(TINKER BELL CHIMING)

Hook defeated Tiger Lily? And his men captured Wendy and the boys?

I must rescue them.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

I promised Wendy I'd take it.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

"Poisoned"? Nonsense.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Tink! What's gotten into you?

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

It was poisoned!

You drank it to save me? Why?

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Your light, it's so faint. I can barely hear you.

What?

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

You think you could get better if children...

(TINKER BELL CHIMING FAINTLY)

..believed in fairies.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Tink, as a child and as captain of this island, I swear I believe.

— (TINKER BELL CHIMES) — (SIGHS) More children.

More children.

Children.

Children all over the world, I need your help.

Please say you believe.

You might even clap your hands and she would hear you.

She would know you believe. Yes, clap your hands.

Clap them louder.

Yes! Yes! Do you hear that, Tink?

— (TINKER BELL CHIMING) — Can you hear?

Children everywhere! Laughing, cheering, clapping all for you, Tink.

You see? I'm not the only one who believes.

Are you all right? You're all right. You're all right. All right.

(TINKER BELL CHIMING EXCITEDLY)

Thank you.

Off we go.

Tink, this time Hook's out for more than just me.

(TINKER BELL CHIMING)

It's not just a game this time. The stakes are higher than ever before.

I shall fight for them. No choice but victory.

(TINKER BELL CHIMING)

♪ I'm ready! ♪

(TINKER BELL CHIMING)

♪ Mustn't blink! Can't delay!

♪ Come on, Tink! Lead the way

♪ Time to take a stand

♪ The hour's at hand for Wendy and the boys

♪ And our beloved Neverland! ♪

(TINKER BELL CHIMING)

♪ I'm flying ♪

(PIRATES TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

It's all clear, Cap'n. Not a croc or a Pan or a Lily in sight.

And the boys?

Secured, enjoying their last meal with their...

I mean, our mother.

Tiger Lily and her kin dispatched, Peter poisoned...

(LAUGHS EVILLY)

..the boys about to walk the plank...

We'll incinerate this island, just to show off for our mother.

Split my infinitives, but this is my hour of triumph!

Fame, fame, that glittering bauble, is mine at last.

I've reached me peak.

And yet, somehow, I do not trust that all is well.

What if some ill fate befalls me?

Something compels me to draft my memorial now.

For when I'm dying, I might not be composed enough

to compose...

..while I'm decomposing.

All hands on deck!

(SHOUTS) All hands on deck!

Answer me, dogs.

Woof!

— PIRATES: Woof! — PIRATE: Meow.

Woof!

— PIRATES: Woof! — PIRATE: Meow.

Who's the greatest villain of all time?

Hook!

— Who was Bluebeard? — PIRATES: Nobody!

— Who was Nero? — PIRATES: Nobody!

— Who was Jack the Ripper? — PIRATES: (SPIT) Nobody!

♪ Who's the swiniest swine in the world?

PIRATES: ♪ Captain Hook Captain Hook

♪ Who's the dirtiest dog in this wonderful world?

PIRATES: ♪ Captain Hook Captain Hook

♪ Captain of villainy, murder and loot

♪ Eager to kill any who says that my hook isn't cute ♪

It's cute!

♪ Who's the slimiest rat in the pack?

PIRATES: ♪ Captain Hook Captain Hook

— ♪ Who's unlovable? — ♪ You!

— ♪ Who's unliveable? — ♪ You!

— ♪ Whose existence is just unforgivable? — PIRATES: ♪ You!

♪ Who would stoop to the lowest and cheapest of tricks in the book?

PIRATES: ♪ Tricks in the book

♪ Blimey!

PIRATES: ♪ Slimy! Captain Hook!

♪ Who's the swiniest swine in the world?

Captain... (YELLING) Hook

♪ Captain... (YELLING) ..Hook

♪ Who's the dirtiest dog in this wonderful world?

♪ Captain... (YELLING) ..Hook

♪ Captain... (YELLING) ..Hook ♪

Alas, no children love me.

I'm told when they play pirates,

the strongest chooses to be Peter Pan, and they make the baby play Hook.

— The baby! — (PIRATES SCOFF)

That's where the canker gnaws.

But I shall not allow it to trouble me. No. Bicarbonate of soda, no!

Why?

— ♪ Who's the swiniest? — PIRATES: ♪ Swiniest

—♪ The doggiest? — PIRATES: ♪ Doggiest

♪ The slimiest?

PIRATES: ♪ Slimiest You!

♪ Who's the creepiest creep in the world?

PIRATES: ♪ Captain Hook Captain Hook

— ♪ Who's insensible? — ♪ You!

— ♪ Reprehensible — ♪ You!

— ♪ Whose behaviour is just indefensible? — ♪ You!

♪ Who's the crawlingest, cruellest crummiest, crookedest crook?

PIRATES: ♪ Crookedest crook What a prize! What a joy!

♪ Mrs Hook's little baby boy

PIRATES: ♪ The scourge of the sea

♪ Just little ole me ♪

(ALL LAUGHING)

ALL: ♪ Captain

— ♪ Hook! — ♪ Captain Hook!

♪ Captain Hook!

♪ Hook! Hook! Hook!

♪ Yo ho! ♪

Hoist up the children.

(ALL CHEERING)

(PIRATES CHEERING)

All of you will walk the plank.

But I do have room for two cabin boys.

Which of you shall it be?

You see, sir, Captain, sir.

I don't think my mother'd like me to be a pirate.

Would your mother like you to be a pirate, Slightly?

I don't think so. Would your mother like you to be pirates, Nibs?

Stow the gab!

Ever dream of being a pirate, me hearty?

Well, I must admit I enjoy saying...

— Arr! — PIRATES: Arr!

And I once thought of calling myself Redhanded Jack.

Promising...

Captain, if we joined, would we still be respectful subjects of the King?

No. You'd have to swear, "Down with the King!"

— Then I refuse! — Me too!

LOST BOYS: Long live the King!

That seals your doom.

You are about to see your children walk the plank.

(PIRATES LAUGHING)

Silence! For a mother's last words to her beloved sons.

Boys, I feel I speak on behalf of your real mothers.

If you must die, do so like gentlemen.

That's it?

Tie her up!

And place the plank on the poop.

Please parade the prisoners into position.

(PIRATES CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)

(CLOCK TICKING)

Shh!

What was that? The croc! Save me!

(PIRATES WHISPERING FEARFULLY)

And we are clear. Restoring, restoring.

— It is gone bye-bye, Cap'n. — Are you sure?

Pretty sure, yeah.

Yes.

— Time to walk Johnny Plank. — (PIRATES CHEER)

— Get along. Get along. — (MAN SCREAMING)

What was that?

Cecco! Go see.

(CECCO SCREAMING)

Cookie, go find out what's happened to Cecco.

Go on, Cookie.

(COOKIE SCREAMING)

Starkey, please go find out, see what's happened to the two.

I'd rather swing from the mast than meet their fate.

Go, you dog!

— Is this mutiny? — Aye!

What were you saying about mutiny? Huh?

— Spineless eels! — (YELLING)

I'll see for meself. Clear, please.

(PIRATES CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)

(CRASHING)

(HOOK GROANING)

(HOOK SCREAMING)

(MUTTERING INCOHERENTLY)

I can't... I can't face it. I can't...

(GROANING)

It's terrible. Dead. The both of them.

(PIRATES EXCLAIMING FEARFULLY)

Enough! Send the boys in.

— We're too young to die. — HOOK: Go on, get in there.

(LOST BOYS CHATTERING FEARFULLY)

HOOK: Get in.

If the lads kill whatever's in there, so much the better.

If whatever's in there kills the lads, then we are none the worse.

— Whatever it is killed 'em all. — The ship's bewitched.

Aye. It's the man with the hook.

No! It's the girl.

Never was luck on a pirate ship with a woman aboard.

But I thought she was our mother.

We must break this evil spell she has cast.

Take her to the plank.

Come on.

— Nah, go on. — (PIRATES LAUGHING)

There's none can save you now, missy.

PETER: There is one.

Who?

(PIRATES SHOUTING FEARFULLY)

Peter Pan, the avenger!

(CAWS)

(LOST BOYS SHOUTING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

Redhanded Jack to the rescue!

I can't swim.

I don't care!

You and your kind frightened the boys, kidnapped us all,

delayed our return to London, put us in mortal danger,

surrounded us with your slovenly dress,

putrid odours and unappealing shouting,

which only exposed us to your foul breath.

Not to mention, you kidnapped Michael's beloved teddy bear.

I take your point.

— (SPLASHES) — (CHEERING)

This man is mine.

Proud and impudent youth, prepare to meet thy doom.

Dark and sinister man, have at thee.

(ALL SHOUTING)

It's not fair. It's not fair.

'Tis some fiend fighting me.

Pan, who and what art thou?

I am youth. I am joy. I am freedom.

(LOST BOYS CHEER)

(PIRATES SOBBING)

(PIRATES LAUGHING)

— (CLOCK TICKING) — Don't rush me.

(PIRATES PLEADING)

Pan, no words of mine can express

me utter contempt for you.

(GROWLS)

— PIRATES: No! — (SPLASHES)

(LOST BOYS CHEERING)

Peter, you're the most wonderful boy in the world.

Is there anything you can't do?

Nothing.

Are you sure you won't stay?

Are you sure you won't come back with us?

And leave Neverland?

Peter Pan is the bravest of the brave.

He is the sun, and the moon and the stars!

Yes, I know. And I do not say that to boast,

but because I cannot tell a lie.

♪ I gotta crow ♪

(CAWS)

♪ I'm just the cleverest fellow 'twas ever my fortune to know ♪

(LOST BOYS CAW)

♪ I give the sign

♪ And the sunlight will shine And the forest will grow

♪ And the rivers will flow

♪ I gotta crow! ♪

(LOST BOYS CAWING)

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

Tink, there you are.

It's time you lead us back to London.

(TINKER BELL CHIMES)

— Is everybody ready? — LOST BOYS: Yes!

Then let's go!

(TINKER BELL CHIMING)

NARRATOR: While the children travelled back to London,

Mrs Darling was in the nursery,

continuing her nightly ritual of love, hope...

..and longing for her children.

(SIGHS)

How it touches my heart to see you turn down their beds night after night.

— Oh, Nana. — (NANA WHIMPERS)

I dreamt again that the children had come back.

So often I dream they're here, but it's...

♪ Only pretend

♪ Yes, it's only pretend

♪ See their dear little heads

♪ Tucked away in their beds

♪ But it's only pretend

♪ I still sing them to sleep

♪ Hear them counting their sheep

♪ And leave on the lights

♪ Awake through the night

♪ Till they're safely home again

♪ I silently pray

♪ As the time slips away

♪ Catch my breath at each noise

♪ See my girl and my boys

♪ Oh, the joy that I feel

♪ It's only just pretend

♪ And soon the dream will end

♪ But just for this moment

♪ Let's pretend that it's real ♪

Sweet nightlights, guide my children home.

♪ Tender shepherd Tender shepherd

♪ Let me

CHILDREN: ♪ Tender shepherd Tender shepherd ♪

(LAUGHING) Oh!

My darlings!

(ALL LAUGHING)

ALL: ♪ One, in the meadow

♪ Two, in the garden Three, in the nursery ♪

MR DARLING: A little less noise there. A little less noise.

Darling, the children have come home.

MR DARLING: What a good surprise!

Oh! Uh...

— George, who are they? — Uh...

They knocked at the door, and well...

We consider ourselves brothers of your children,

and we saw the stockings by the fireplace...

And wondered if ours might join yours?

Just a few more, Father. Could we adopt them?

— MR DARLING: Adopt? — Please?

What's another dozen?

We'll be very good and won't spend any of your money.

♪ Will you treat me with respect?

LOST BOYS: ♪ Yes, sir

♪ Let me have a little peace and quiet?

LOST BOYS: ♪ We will always try to be so quiet

♪ Quieter than mice ♪

♪Wouldn't that be nice?

Welcome to the family!

LOST BOYS: ♪ We will grow up

CHILDREN: ♪ They will grow up

LOST BOYS: ♪ We will mind our Ps and Qs

CHILDREN: ♪ They will mind their Ps and Qs

LOST BOYS: ♪ We will never be a bother

CHILDREN: ♪ They will never be a bother

LOST BOYS: ♪ And we'll always shine our shoes

♪ Oh, to think of all those shoes

♪ We have no room to spare It's true

♪ But, oh, what of it We'll pretend we do

LOST BOYS: ♪ We're going to grow up Going to grow up

♪ Going to grow up

♪ Like me

LOST BOYS: ♪ Like I

— ♪ Like me ♪ — (NANA BARKING)

LOST BOYS: ♪ Like me! ♪

(ALL LAUGHING)

You won't forget to come for me, Peter? Please, please don't forget.

I'll never lock the window. I promise.

NARRATOR: It is quite nearly impossible to say how time does wear in Neverland.

We mere mortals calculate the passage of time by the sun and the moon,

but in Peter Pan's Neverland, it was foolish to try.

In my London, time passed, I grew up,

but always remained true to my promise to Peter.

(BIG BEN CHIMING)

(WIND WHISTLING)

Hello, Wendy!

Peter!

Do you know how long it's been since you were here?

It was yesterday.

You were always so forgetful.

Wendy, are you crying because you're happy to see me?

Where's Michael?

— He's not here any more. — Oh.

John?

John's not here any more either.

The impudence!

— Is this a new one? — Yes.

— Boy or girl? — A girl. Jane.

(LAUGHS)

Do you expect me to fly away with you?

Yes, of course. It's spring cleaning time. Wendy, it's you who's forgetful.

No, I kept it. Just as I promised.

Then let's go.

I can't. I've forgotten how to fly.

I'll teach you again.

No, Peter.

What's the matter with you?

You grew up.

Yes, quite a long time ago.

But you promised not to.

— Peter, I wanted to. — No.

I'm married now. And the little girl in the bed, she's my child.

— No, she's not. — Yes.

What does she call you?

Mother.

(SHUDDERING) No.

Oh, Peter, it's all right. Really, it is.

No! It's not. It's not.

Boy, why are you crying?

I'm not crying.

You're Peter Pan.

How do you know?

My mother has told me stories about you.

I've been waiting for you.

For me?

Yes! Look!

Mummy lets me wear it if I've been good.

Will you teach me how to fly?

— Do you know any stories? — Lots.

At night, could you tuck me in and mend my pockets?

Yes, Peter, take me with you.

— Very well. — Let's go!

But first, I must throw the fairy dust on you.

Now, think lovely, wonderful thoughts, and up you'll go.

(GASPS) How amazing!

PETER: You're amazing!

She's amazing.

Look at me, Mother. It's amazing. I'm flying!

(LAUGHS)

Please, Mother, may I go?

I do so need a mother.

— Please? It's just for spring cleaning. — I'll protect her.

I do so want to go with you.

But you can't. You're all grown up.

WENDY: Yes.

It does keep one rather earthbound.

Oh, my love...

..when you grow up, I hope you will have a daughter...

..and that she shall fly away with Peter.

And that she will have a daughter too, who will do the same.

That way I'll know he'll go on forever,

as long as children are young and innocent.

— All ready? — Ready!

Goodbye, Mother.

♪ So come with me where dreams are born

♪ And time is never planned

♪ Just think of lovely things

♪ And your heart will fly on wings

♪ Forever

♪ In Never

♪ Neverland. ♪