Indian Chief: How. John, Cubby, Slightly, Twins, Michael: How, Chief. How. Indian Chief: For many moons, red man fight paleface Lost Boys. John, Cubby, Slightly, Twins, Michael: Ugh. Indian Chief: Sometime, you win; sometime, we win. Cubby: Okay, Chief. You win this time. Now turn us loose. John: Turn us loose? You mean this is only a game? Slightly: Sure. When we win, we turn them loose. Twins: When they win, they turn us loose. Indian Chief: This time, no turnum loose. Slightly: Huh? Slightly: The chief's a great spoofer! Indian Chief: Me no spoofum! Where you hide Princess Tiger Lily? Cubby: Uh, Tiger Lily? Slightly: We ain't got your ol' princess! John: I certainly have never seen her. Twins: Me neither. Indian Chief: Heap big lie! If Tiger Lily not back by sunset... burnum at stake.
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Peter Pan: There it is, Wendy; second star to the right and straight on till morning.
Mr. Darling: You know, I have the strangest feeling that I've seen that ship before. A long time ago, when I was very young.
Peter Pan: I say, Captain, do you hear something?
Mr. Smee: Crook... crook... crickety-crockety crickety-crook, the croc is after Captain Hook -
Captain Hook: A jealous female can be tricked into anything.
Peter Pan: Well, I'm certainly proud of you... you blockheads!
Mr. Smee: This ain't no place for a respectable pirate.
Peter Pan: What a pity, Mr Smee. I'm afraid we've lost the dear Captain. Captain! In the back, Captain?
Mr. Smee: Begging your pardon Miss Bell, but Captain Hook would like a word with you.
Peter Pan: There it is, Wendy; second star to the right and straight on till morning.
Peter Pan: I say, Captain, do you hear something?
Captain Hook: A jealous female can be tricked into anything.
Peter Pan: Well, I'm certainly proud of you... you blockheads!
Mr. Smee: This ain't no place for a respectable pirate.
Mr. Smee: Begging your pardon Miss Bell, but Captain Hook would like a word with you.
Mr. Darling: You know, I have the strangest feeling that I've seen that ship before. A long time ago, when I was very young.
Mr. Smee: Crook... crook... crickety-crockety crickety-crook, the croc is after Captain Hook -
Mr. Smee: This ain't no place for a respectable pirate.
Mr. Smee: Begging your pardon Miss Bell, but Captain Hook would like a word with you.
Wendy: How did Nana get your shadow, Peter? Peter Pan: Chomped at me the other night at the window. Wendy: But what were you doing there? Peter Pan: I came to listen to your stories. Wendy: My stories? But they're all about you. Peter Pan: Of course! That's why I like 'em!
Wendy: He can fly! John: He can fly! Michael: He flewed! Peter Pan: Now you try. Wendy: I'll think of a mermaid lagoon. Wendy: Underneath a magic moon. John: I'll think I'm in a pirate's cave. Michael: I think I'll be an Indian brave. Peter Pan: Now everybody try. Wendy, John, Michael, Peter Pan: One, two, three! Wendy, John, Michael: We can fly! We can fly! We can flyyyyyyyyyy! Peter Pan: This won't do. What's the matter with you? All it takes is faith and trust. Oh! Peter Pan: And something I forgot--dust! Wendy, John: Dust? Michael: Dust? Peter Pan: Yyyyyyyup, just a little bit of pixie dust. Peter Pan: Now, think of the happiest things. It's the same as having wings.
Mr. Smee: Well, at last, Captain Hook's comin' to his senses. Captain Hook: Odd's fish! Mr. Smee: I told him all along you Indians wouldn't betray Peter Pan. Captain Hook: And just what do you think you are doing, Mr. Smee? Mr. Smee: Just what you told me, Captain: carrying out your orders. Captain Hook: My orders? Mr. Smee: Why, yes, Captain. Didn't you just say to go... Captain Hook: Put her back, you blithering idiot! Captain Hook: My orders. Of all the bumbling...
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: Oh... well, I think she's lovely.
Peter Pan: Well, well, a codfish on a hook. Captain Hook: I'll get you for this, Pan, if it's the last thing I do!
Captain Hook: I've waited years for this. Mr. Smee: That's not countin' the holidays, either.
Peter Pan: Mr. Smee! Just exactly what do you think you're doing? Mr. Smee: Putting her back like you said, Captain. Peter Pan: I said nothing of the sort! Mr. Smee: Oh, uh... b-but C-C-Cap... Peter Pan: For the last time, Mr. Smee, take the princess back to her people. Peter Pan: *UNDERSTAND*? Mr. Smee: Aye, aye, sir. Peter Pan: Oh, and one more thing. When you return to the ship, tell the whole crew to help themselves to me best rum.
Squaw: Squaw get 'em firewood! Wendy: Squaw no get 'em firewood! Squaw go home!
Captain Hook: Yes, Miss Bell, Captain Hook admits defeat. Tomorrow, I leave the island, never to return. Mr. Smee: I'm glad to hear that, Captain. Mr. Smee: I'll tell the crew and... Captain 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, rumor has it that already she has come between you and Peter. Captain Hook: But what's this? Tears? Then it *is* true. Captain Hook: 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! Mr. Smee: Ain't it a bloomin'... Mr. Smee: ... shame? Captain Hook: But we musn't judge Peter too harshly, my dear. It's that Wendy who's to blame. Captain Hook: Mr. Smee, we must save the lad from himself. But how? Captain Hook: We've so little time; we sail in the morning. Sail? That's it, Smee! Captain Hook: We'll shanghai Wendy! Mr. Smee: Shanghai Wendy, Captain? Captain Hook: Take her to sea with us. With her gone, Peter will soon forget this mad infatuation.
Wendy: What's the chief doing, John? John: He's giving an oration in sign language. Michael: What's he saying? John: He says... "Peter Pan... mighty warrior... save Tigerlily... make big chief... heap glad." Wendy: Well, he certainly doesn't look "heap glad".
Indian Chief: How. John, Cubby, Slightly, Twins, Michael: How, Chief. How. Indian Chief: For many moons, red man fight paleface Lost Boys. John, Cubby, Slightly, Twins, Michael: Ugh. Indian Chief: Sometime, you win; sometime, we win. Cubby: Okay, Chief. You win this time. Now turn us loose. John: Turn us loose? You mean this is only a game? Slightly: Sure. When we win, we turn them loose. Twins: When they win, they turn us loose. Indian Chief: This time, no turnum loose. Slightly: Huh? Slightly: The chief's a great spoofer! Indian Chief: Me no spoofum! Where you hide Princess Tiger Lily? Cubby: Uh, Tiger Lily? Slightly: We ain't got your ol' princess! John: I certainly have never seen her. Twins: Me neither. Indian Chief: Heap big lie! If Tiger Lily not back by sunset... burnum at stake.
Mr. Smee: Mr. Smee: Shhhh! The Captain has a splitting headache. We mustn't annoy him. Mr. Smee: Well, Captain. It's nice to see you smiling again. Brings back the good old days when we was leading a healthy, normal life, scuttling ships, cutting throats. Mr. Smee: Oh Captain, why don't we go to sea again? Mr. Smee: You know, there's trouble brewing on the island. Women trouble. I wouldn't want this to go any farther, but... Mr. Smee: the cook told me, that the first mate told him... Mr. Smee: ...that he heard... that Pan has banished Tinkerbell. Captain Hook: WOOOOOAH! Captain Hook: Why you doddering imbecile, I... Captain Hook: Did you say Pan has banished Tinkerbell?
Mrs. Darling: George, dear, do hurry. We mustn't be late for the party, you know. Narrator: Mrs. Darling believed that Peter Pan was a great hero, but Mr. Darling... Mr. Darling: Mary, unless I find my cufflinks, we don't go to the party! If we don't go to the party, I can never show my face in the office again! If I could ever... Mr. Darling: Ouch! Narrator: Well... Mr. Darling was a practical man.
Mr. Starkey: No splash, Captain. Captain Hook: So, you want a splash, Mr Starkey? I'll give you a splash! Captain Hook: Who's next? Peter Pan: You're next, Hook! This time you've gone too far!
Captain Hook: Come, Smee, we must leave immediately. We'll surround Peter's home... Mr. Smee: But Captain, we don't know where Peter Pan lives. Captain Hook: Great Scott, you're right, Smee! Captain Hook: What's that, my dear? You could show us the way? Why, I never thought of that. Captain Hook: Take this down, Smee. Mr. Smee: "Take this down, Smee." Mr. Smee: Aye-aye, Captain. Mr. Smee: Captain Hook: Start at Pegleg Point... Mr. Smee: "Start at Pegleg Point... " Captain Hook: Forty paces west to Blindman's Bluff... Mr. Smee: "Blindman's Bluff... " Captain Hook: Yes, yes. A hop, skip and a jump across Crocodile Creek and then nor' by nor'east, one, two, three... Captain Hook: Well, get on with... Captain Hook: Continue, my dear. Captain Hook: I mustn't harm Peter? Madam, Captain Hook gives his word not to lay a finger... Captain Hook: ... or a hook... on Peter Pan. Captain Hook: Ah, Hangman's Tree! So *that's* the entrance to his hiding place! Captain Hook: Thank you, me dear, you've been most helpful.
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... is to... Ha! 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! You think of a wonderful thought.
Mrs. Darling: Now, George... Mr. Darling: "Now, George." Mr. Darling: "Now, George!" Well, "now, *George*" will have his say! Mrs. Darling: Please, Dear! Mr. Darling: Mary, the child's growing up. I think it's time she settled for 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!
Singing Pirate: Oooooh, a pirate's life is a wonderful-la-la-la life/ You'll find adventure and sport/ but live every minute/ for all that is in it/ the life of a pirate is sho-o-o-o-O-O-O-R-R-RT!/ Oh, the li-i-i-i... Captain Hook: Now let me see, where was I? Mr. Smee: Oh, dear, dear, dear, Captain Hook - shooting a man in the middle of his cadenza? It ain't good form, you know.
Captain Hook: Blast that Peter Pan! If I could only find his hideout, I'd trap him in his lair. But where is it? Captain Hook: Mermaid Lagoon? No, we've search that. And we've combed Cannibal Cove. Captain Hook: 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. Mr. Smee: Good morning, Captain. Captain Hook: I've got it! Tiger Lily, Smee! Mr. Smee: T-T-Tiger Lily, Captain? Captain Hook: The chief's daughter. She'll know where Pan is hiding. Mr. Smee: B-B-But-But will she talk, Captain? Captain Hook: Oh, a little persuasion might be in order. Now let me see... Boiling in oil? Uh, keelhauling? Eh, marooning?
Peter Pan: Tink, are you alright? Peter Pan: Wendy? The boys? Peter Pan: Well, I gotta save you first! Peter Pan: 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.
Mr. Smee: Captain! Oh, dear! I've never shaved his ghost before! Mr. Smee: Oooh! Ooooooh! Ooh! Mr. Smee: Now stay calm, Captain. It must be somewhere about. Captain Hook: Get up, you idiot! Mr. Smee: Aye, aye, Sir. Mr. Smee: Oh! I found it, Captain! Good as new!
Mr. Smee: Captain! Oh, dear! I've never shaved his ghost before! Mr. Smee: Oooh! Ooooooh! Ooh! Mr. Smee: Now stay calm, Captain. It must be somewhere about. Captain Hook: Get up, you idiot! Mr. Smee: Aye, aye, Sir. Mr. Smee: Oh! I found it, Captain! Good as new! Captain Hook: Why, you blithering blockhead! Pirate: Peter pan ahoy! Captain Hook: What? What? Where away? Pirate: Three points of the starboard bow! Captain Hook: Captain Hook: Swoggle me eyes! It is Pan! Headed this way with some more of those scurvy brats! Mr. Smee, pipe up the crew! Mr. Smee: Aye, aye, sir. Pipe up the crew!
