Peter Pan Page #2

a... kiss.

Don't you know what a kiss is?

I shall know when you give me one.

I suppose

I'm to give you one now.

If you like.

Thank you.

How old are you, Peter?

Quite young.

- Don't you know?

- I ran away.

One night, I heard my mother

and father talking of what

I was to be when I became a man.

So I ran away to Kensington

Gardens and I met Tink.

- Tink?

- Tinker Bell.

She's my fairy.

- But there's no such thing as...

- Don't say that.

Every time somebody

says that, a fairy

somewhere falls down dead.

And I shall never find her

if she's dead.

You don't mean to tell me

there's a fairy in this room.

We come to listen

to the stories.

I like the one about the prince

who couldn't find the lady

who wore glass slippers.

Cinderella.

Peter, he found her

and they...and they...

lived happily ever after.

I knew it.

Peter.

I should like to give you...

a... thimble.

What's that?

-

- Tink!

Tink.! Tink, no.!

She's not very polite.

She says if you try to

give me a thimble again,

she'll kill you.

Oh.

And I had supposed fairies

to be charming.

Peter, don't go.

I have to tell the others

about Cinderella.

- But I know lots of stories,

stories I could tell the boys.

- Come with me.

L... I cannot fly.

I'll teach you.

I'll teach you to ride the wind's back.

And away we go.

Could John and Michael come too?

- Michael! Michael!

-

- John! John!

- I didn't do it.

There is a boy here

who is to teach us to fly.

You offend reason, sir.

Mm-hmm.

I should like to

offend it with you.

You just think happy thoughts,

and they lift you into the air.

It's easy.

I've got it! I've got it!

Swords, daggers, Napoleon!

-

Stand back.

- Yahoo!

John!

Wendy.! Wendy.! Watch me.!

Puddings, mud pies, ice cream,

never to take a bath again!

Michael.!

Whoa!

Come away.

Come away to Neverland.

Oh. What about Mother?

Father?

Nana?

- There are mermaids.

- Mermaids?

Indians!

Indians?

- Pirates!

- Pirates?

Whoa-ho!

John, wait for me.!

May I introduce my wife...

Mary?

Mary.

Mary.

Delighted.

Thank you, Sir Edward.

Forget them, Wendy.

Forget them all.

Come with me where you'll never,

never have to worry about

grown-up things again.

What is it? What's wrong?

Never is an awfully long time.

It would be delightful to report

that they reached the nursery in time.

But then there

would be no story.

But you're covered

in dog hair, my darling.

- Hello, old chap.

- Good evening.

Thank you.

Whoa-ho!

Higher!

Who are you?

I'm John.

John.

Take hold of this.

Ta-da!

Both hands.

Pass it on.

Michael, take hold of my ankle.

Wendy, take hold of my ankle!

And whatever happens,

don't... let...

go!

Neverland.

Lying, thieving

a life of sin

Apirating we go

We're sure to meet below

Fire the cannons

Pour the rum

Deal the cards

For night has come

A pirating we go

Devil bird!

Cap'n?

Cap'n? As I was sitting

wide-eyed on my watch,

I noticed it was

wintertime on the water

and springtime on the shore.

I says to meself,

"That's early for spring to be astir.

Spring's not due till 3:00 p.m."

Check the time yourself,

Cap'n, and then tell...

I was dreaming, Smee, of Pan.

Pan, Cap'n?

And in my dream,

I was a magnanimous fellow...

full of forgiveness.

I thanked Pan...

for cutting off my hand...

and for giving me

this fine hook...

for disemboweling

and ripping throats...

and other such homely uses...

as combing my hair.

So, Pan did you

a favor then, Cap'n?

A favor?

He threw my hand

to a crocodile.

The beast liked it so much,

it's followed me ever since,

licking its lips

for the rest of me.

You call that a favor?

No. No. No. No.

Thank you.

Thank Lucifer the beast

swallowed a clock.

If it wasn't for the ticking,

it'd have had me by now.

Why did you wake me, Smee?

Like I said, Cap'n,

the ice is melting.

The sun is out.

And the flowers are all in bloom.

He's back.

Forty gunner.

She must do 12 knots

under full sail.

Noodler, with his hands

on backwards.!

BillJukes!

Every inch of him tattooed.

Hook.!

Let's take a closer look.

Yahoo!

Peter!

Watch this.

Whoa-ho-ho!

Whoa! My hat!

Ugly Smee!

Ugly, fat Smee!

Solar eclipse.

Dark in here.

Let me out. Let me out.!

Can't see.

Dark in here. Candle.

I need candle. Help.! Help.!

Fetch Long Tom.

Fire!

- Help! Help!

-

Tink, find Wendy.

Leave the rest to me.

Wendy.

Oh, Captain Hook!

Pan!

Stay with him!

You can't catch me.

Over here.!

Fire!

Timber!

Whoa!

Michael, are you shot?

I haven't checked yet!

But there's something worser!

Oh, what could be worse?

My thoughts aren't very happy!

Happy thoughts!

Happy thoughts.

What would Mom and Dad do?

Napoleon!

Damnation.!

Reload the cannon! Quickly!

Reload the cannon?

Any other contributions?

Search the jungle!

Bring me those children!

What is it?

It's a large white bird.

Quite ugly too. No!

Give me it!

When Peter's away,

I'm in charge!

I get to look

through the telescope.

It's coming closer.

My God, I've gone blind!

I'm blind. I've gone blind.

I'm blind.

Hello, Tink. Where's Peter?

Hello, Tink.

She's blinded me!

Hello, Tink.

Hello, Tink.

- Any more news of Cinderella?

Now, Tinker Bell was not all bad.

Sometimes she was all good.

But fairies are so small they only

have room for one feeling at a time.

Tink says the bird's

called a..."Wendy."

And Peter wants us to...

Oh, Peter! Oh!

Shoot it down.

Well, we have our orders.

Shoot the Wendy bird.

Aye, aye!

Ready? Aim!

- Fire!

Bye-bye!

Three, two,

one.!

I got it. I got it!

That is no bird.

It is a lady.

And Tootles...

Tootles has killed her.

Ha! I'm back! Great news.

I know what happened

to Cinderella.

She defeated the pirates.

There was stabbing, slicing,

torturing, bleeding...

and they lived happily ever after.

Well, that's a relief,

I must say.

Greater news.!

I have brought you she

that told of Cinderella.

She is to tell us stories!

She is...

Dead.

Tragic.

Awful.

Good shot, though.

Whose arrow?

Mine, Peter.

Strike, Peter.

Strike true.

- The Wendy lives!

-

It's my kiss.

My kiss saved her.

I remember kisses.

Let me see it.

Aye, that is a kiss.

A powerful thing.

Let us carry her down

to the house.

Hands.

They're a bit dirty.

She must stay here and die.

No!

Oh, how could I have

thought that? Stupid.

Sorry.

We shall build

a house around her.

With a chimney!

And a door knocker!

And windows!

Tink did it.

Tinker Bell?

Oh, Tinker Bell?

- Was it you, Tink?

- Hallelujah. Hallelujah.

Then I am your friend no more.

First impressions

are very, very important.

Here she is.

Look loveable.

Wendy lady, for you we built

this house with a door knocker.

And a chimney.

One, two, three.

Please be our mother.

Oh.

Well, it is frightfully fascinating.

But, you see,

I've had no real experience.

Do you tell stories?

Yes.

Then you're perfect.

Very well.

- I will do my best.

- Hooray!

Sorry about the blindfold.

We must be cautious.

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