*Places, Places people! On your markers, ready? And ACTION!*
Here are
some script pieces from the film, provided by Aint
It Cool.
”All children,
except one, grow up.”
That’s how the
book opens.
BLACK
Sounds of a
forest. Exotic bird calls. The wind rustling through tree tops.
TITLE: All
children grow up...
The words fade.
Then:
TITLE: Except
one.
That’s how the
script begins.
NARRATOR
... [What
troubles a grown-up will never trouble a child. For instance, a child may
remember to mention, years after it happened, that they once met a ghost and
had a lovely game with it.
MRS. DARLING sits
on the side of WENDY’s bed.
MRS. DARLING
Your father is a
brave man, but he will need a special kiss before he can face his colleagues
tonight.
JOHN
Father? Brave?
MRS. DARLING
There are
different kinds of bravery, John. There is the bravery of thinking of others
before oneself. Your father has never brandished a sword or fired a pistol –
thank heavens – but he has made many sacrifices for his family and put away
many dreams.
MICHAEL
Where did he put
them?
MRS. DARLING
(with a smile)
In a drawer. And
sometimes late at night we take them out and admire them.
MICHAEL
Are they pretty?
MRS. DARLING
Oh, yes. A
put-away dream grows prettier every day. So pretty it is harder and harder to
close that drawer. But he does. And that... is why he is brave.
PETER
Wendy, don’t
withdraw. I can’t help crowing when I’m pleased with myself.
She ignores him.
After a moment she turns to see what effect her sulk is having. He is right
beside her, his face close to hers.
PETER
(in a voice no
woman can resist)
Wendy... one girl
is worth more than twenty boys.
WENDY
You really think
so?
The artful one
nods.
PETER
I live with boys.
The lost boys. They are well named.
WENDY
Who are they?
PETER
Children who fall
out of their prams when the nurse is not looking. If they are not claimed in
seven days they are sent to the Never land to defray expenses.
WENDY
Are there girls
too?
PETER
(craftily)
Girls are much
too clever to fall out of their prams.
WENDY
Peter, it is
perfectly lovely the way you talk about girls!
MICHAEL rubs his
eyes sleepily. JOHN fumbles for his spectacles, stares at PETER.
JOHN
You offend
reason, sir.
PETER floats
effortlessly into a graceful backwards somersault and lands on the end of
JOHN’s bed. JOHN gapes for a moment, then quickly hops out of bed.
JOHN
I should like to
offend it with you.
HOOK
I was dreaming.
Smee... of Pan.
SMEE
Pan, Cap’n?
HOOK
(luxuriating)
Oh, I was tearing
him so splendidly. And in the dream I was a magnanimous fellow, full of
forgiveness. I thanked Pan for cutting off my hand and giving me this fine
hook for disemboweling and ripping throats and such homely uses as combing my
hair and opening jars.
WENDY
Why do you hate
him so?
HOOK
Imagine a lion in
a cage, and into that cage flies a butterfly. If the lion was free it would
pay no heed to such a creature. But the lion is not free. And so the butterfly
slowly drives it insane.
Image
of the Month

Peter Waiting
Why is this image so important? Well Peter is waiting, and so are we! For
the movie!
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