Maureen Bailey credited as playing...
Wendy • Jane
- Wendy: Peter, what are your exact feelings for me?
- Peter Pan: Those of a devoted son, Wendy.
- Wendy: [Annoyed] I thought so.
- [She sits further away from him]
- Peter Pan: You're so strange. Tinker Bell's just the same. There's something she wants to be to me, but she says it's not my mother.
- [Tinker Bell replies "You silly ass" in fairy language]
- Wendy: I almost agree with her!
- [first lines]
- Narrator: Some say that as we grow up, we become different people at different ages, but I don't believe this. I think we remain the same throughout, merely passing in these years from one room, to another, but always in the same house. If we unlock the rooms of the far past, we can look in and see ourselves beginning to become you and me.
- Wendy, John: [dressed up like their parents and dancing] One-two-three, one-two-three, one-two-three, one-two-three.
- Wendy: Peter, how old are you?
- Peter Pan: I don't know. I ran away from home the day I was born.
- Wendy: Ran away? Why?
- Peter Pan: Because I heard father and mother discussing what I was to be when I became a man. I want to always be a little boy and have fun! So I ran away, and I've lived a long time among the fairies.
- Wendy: Peter! You really know fairies?
- Peter Pan: Yes, but they're nearly all dead now. You see, Wendy, when the first baby laughed for the very first time, the laugh broke up into a thousand pieces of light, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. So now every time a new baby is born, its first laugh becomes a fairy.
- Wendy: Peter, why did you come to our nursery window?
- Peter Pan: To hear a story. None of us know any stories.
- Wendy: How perfectly awful.
- Peter Pan: Wendy, your mother was telling you such a lovely story.
- Wendy: Oh? Which story is it?
- Peter Pan: It was about the prince... and he couldn't find the lady who wore the glass slipper.
- Wendy: Ohhh... that was Cinderella, he found her, and they lived happily ever after.
- Peter Pan: I'm glad!
- [dashes to the window]
- Wendy: Where are you going?
- Peter Pan: To tell the other boys!
- Wendy: Oh please don't go! I know lots of stories!
- Peter Pan: Do you?
- Wendy: Oh, the stories I could tell the other boys!
- Mrs. Darling: What are you doing in my old hat?
- Wendy: We're doing an act.
- John: Yes, we're playing you and Father, I'm Father. A little less noise there, a little less noise!
- Michael: Mother, they never let me play Father, and they never let me dance.
- Mrs. Darling: Well, we'll soon fix that.
- [takes John's hat off and puts it on Michael]
- Mrs. Darling: There. May I have this dance, Mr. Darling?
- Wendy: [about Neverland] Peter, what does it look like?
- Peter Pan: It's an island, Wendy.
- Wendy: A large one?
- Peter Pan: No, quite small, and nicely crammed, so there's hardly any room between one adventure and the next.
- Wendy: Oh, it sounds wonderful. Who else lives there, Peter?
- Peter Pan: The Lost Boys.
- Wendy: Who are they?
- Peter Pan: They're the children that fall out of their carriages when the nurse is looking the other way. If they're not claimed in 7 days, they're sent far away to Neverland... I'm Captain.