Finding Neverland
- Lights up !
- Beginners, please !
- Your five-minute call, sir.
- Places.
- Places. Everyone to their places.
Sh. Quiet, everyone.
Opening nights ?
I love opening nights.
- How are you ? Good to see you.
- Good evening, Charles.
- Sir Herbert, how are you ?
- This is my wife.
- Oh, Lady Herbert.
- How do you do ?
May I give you a peck ?
One of Mr Barrie's finest ?
Oh, that genius Scotsman
has done it again.
It's the best thing I've produced
in 25 years.
I already have investors interested
back home in New York.
See you on Broadway !
First positions, people.
Standing by, please,
ladies and gentlemen.
If you could take
your opening positions, please.
Beginners, please take
your opening positions.
Audience are coming in. Standing by.
- Good audience.
- Sorry ?
Good audience tonight.
OK. That's great, thank you.
How much longer ?
Um, ten minutes, sir.
I love opening nights.
I want to dance with your wife
at the after-party.
- Oh, my goodness.
- Good evening, Mr Frohman.
- How are you, John ?
- Very well.
It's the best thing
that I've produced in 25 years.
- Hello, George. How are you ?
- Healthy and wealthy, I see.
You've rearranged a holiday
for me and I won't forget it.
- For you, Charles, anything.
- You won't regret it.
I'm sure.
- Have you got the tickets ?
- They're in my pocket.
- There's Mrs Barrie.
- Oh, Mr and Mrs Snow.
We were so hoping to speak
with your husband before the show.
- Have you seen him ?
- I'm not sure where he is, actually.
We do miss seeing you on stage.
You were so wonderful.
Yes, well, it's been some time now.
Are you right to find your seat ?
Oh, yes, yes.
See you at the party, then.
Excuse me. Could you find Mr Barrie
and remind him that they're doing his play
this evening.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you.
Let's close the doors.
Really, I mustn't
inconvenience you in this way.
I can wait quite well in the shop.
'Tis no inconvenience.
The shop is chilly. And there is a fire here.
Really, you are uncommonly good.
Sorry, sir.
Mrs Barrie wanted me to remind you
that the play's begun.
- Though I imagine you know that.
- They hate it.
- Sir ?
- It's like a dentist's office out there. Why ?
- I wouldn't say they hate it, sir.
- What do you think ? Do you like it ?
- I've just been hired here, sir.
- Yes or no ? I'm not bothered.
- I'm not really qualified to...
- Do you like it ? Is it crap ?
- Crap, sir ?
- Go on, say it. Just say it.
It's shite, isn't it ? Go on. Say it.
- Don't know if I'm...
- "It's bull's pizzle, Mr Barrie." Go on, say it.
- It's bull's pizzle, Mr Barrie.
- I knew it.
- No, I haven't even seen it.
- I knew it. Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Might I knock a tune, milord,
for a moment ?
I'm an old man...
..and I've seen few of the sights.
Absolute rubbish from start to finish.
Yes, I found it fearfully dull.
Say goodbye to your investment, old boy.
Good to see you. My apologies.
We'll get them with the next one,
Charles, I promise.
- Of course we will, James.
- I know you put a lot into this one.
A fortune, James, but I am fortunate
because I can afford to lose a fortune.
- Can you ?
- No, I can't. How are you ?
- Arthur.
- James.
You were sorely missed
at the last club meeting.
Was I ?
We were beginning to wonder
which is your hobby, writing or cricket.
You wanted to speak with Mr Barrie,
didn't you ?
Oh yes, but we shouldn't interrupt them,
should we ?
I don't see why not.
If you ask me, the problem
lies in our batting order.
- James.
- Hello, darling.
You remember Mr and Mrs Snow,
don't you ?
- Mrs Snow.
- Mr Barrie.
Mr Snow.
The Snows have been waiting
to meet with you all evening.
- Oh, yes.
- Is that right ?
Your play this evening,
it was remarkable, wasn't it ?
Was it ?
Well, thank you. That's very kind of you.
I'm glad you liked it.
How did you feel it went ?
- I think I can do better.
- Really ?
- Mary ? Hello ?
- Yes, James ?
I'm headed off for the park if you'd
like to join me. It's a beautiful morning.
You'll be working, won't you ?
Perhaps, yes.
I'll let you to your work then.
- Morning, Mr Barrie.
- Morning, Emma.
- Have a good day, sir.
- And you.
That's it. Go on, boy. Go get it, boy.
That's right. Good boy. Grab it. Good.
Who do you belong to ?
Come on, boy. Come on.
Excuse me, sir,
you're standing on my sleeve.
Am I ? So sorry.
I have to, I'm afraid.
I've been put in a dungeon
by the evil Prince George.
Well, if you're trapped in the dungeon,
there isn't much to be done now, is there ?
Perhaps I could slide a key to you
through the bars.
I wouldn't risk it, sir. The evil
Prince George has tortured many men.
I'm sorry. Is he bothering you, sir ?
My brother can be
an extremely irritating sort of person.
Aha, Prince George, I gather.
I understand you are the horrible tyrant
who imprisoned this unfortunate wretch.
I'm not horrible really, but a firm ruler, yes.
Kind and tolerant.
And what precisely is...
What did you say your name was ?
- Michael.
- What precisely is Michael's crime ?
- He's my younger brother.
- Ah.
- Fair enough. Sorry, lad. Cannot free you.
- That's all right.
- Do you mind us playing with your dog ?
- No. Go on.
This is Jack, second in line to the throne
and that one's Michael. He's only five.
And I'm in prison for it.
- I'm so sorry. Are my boys bothering you ?
- We're not bothering him, Mum.
Michael, darling,
come out from under there.
I can't. I'm in prison.
Oh, I see.
JM Barrie. Pleased to meet you.
JM Barrie, the author ? A pleasure.
Sylvia Llewelyn Davies.
- Are you a writer ?
- I am.
He's a playwright, Jack.
Quite a famous one, at that.
- I apologize. I imagine you're writing.
- No. Not at all.
- Where's Peter ?
- What have you written, Mr Barrie ?
Well, currently, I make my living
entertaining princes and their courts
with my trained bear, Porthos.
If you command your brother,
Peter, to join us,
I am willing, Prince George,
to give you just such a performance
in exchange for the freedom
of this prisoner, of course.
- Very well.
- Very well.
Now...
I want you to pay particular attention
to the teeth.
Some unscrupulous trainers will show you
a bear whose teeth have all been pulled,
while other cowards
will force the brute into a muzzle.
Only the true master would attempt these
tricks without either measure of safety.
- What did you bring me over here for ?
- Peter.
This is absurd. It's just a dog.
Come on, darling.
"Just a dog" ? "Just" ?
Porthos, don't listen to him.
Porthos dreams of being a bear
and you want to dash those dreams
by saying he's "just a dog" ?
What a horrible, candle-snuffing word.
That's like saying, "He can't climb
that mountain, he's just a man."
Or, "That's not a diamond, it's just a rock."
"Just."
Fine then. Turn him into a bear. If you can.
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