Peter Pan Page #4

of my becoming a pirate?

Until we meet again.

What would Mother think

if she became a pirate?

But the more Wendy

thought ofher mother,

the less she could remember.

- John.

- I wasn't doing anything!

- John!

- Yes?

What is your father's name?

My father's name? Peter.

Father!

Yea, Peter!

Michael, who is your mother?

- Well, he got the easy one.

- You are my mother, Wendy.

And isn't she just first-class?

There's a new pirate

aboard the Jolly Roger.

The mermaids say she

is called Red-Handed Jill.

Another adventure, boys.

Come on!

Red-Handed Jill?

She sounds quite fearsome!

Fearsome?

She's just a storyteller.

Just a storyteller?

Red-Handed Jill

may be a brave swordsman.

A girl like her?

Brave or not,

I shall run her through!

Then ready yourself, Peter Pan,

for I am Red-Handed Jill.

Mother!

Wendy?

'Tis true, John.

Your sister has been

invited to piracy.

But, Mother, Hook is a fiend.

- And a bounder.

- On the contrary,

I find Captain Hook

to be a man of feeling.

Mother and Father

are fighting again.

Sir, you are both

ungallant and deficient.

How am I deficient?

You're just a boy.

Are you really to be a pirate, Mother?

No.

We are going home.

Home?

- Leave Neverland?

We must.

We have forgotten

our parents.

We must leave at once

before we...

in turn are forgotten.

I've forgotten... my parents.

We must leave.

If you wish it.

- "If you wish it"?

- If you wish it!

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Don't fret, my dear.

With Pan dead,

we'll both be free.

I have arranged a fairy guide

to lead you back.

Peter,

we've been talking.

What if you

came back with us?

Can we go, Peter?

Please, Peter, can we go?

If you wish it.

Get your things.

You too, Peter.

Would they send me to school?

Yes.

Then... to an office?

I suppose so.

Soon I should be a man.

- You can't catch me

and make me a man.

- Peter.

I want always

to be a boy and have fun.

You say so, but I think

it is your biggest pretend.

Oh! Ooh. Ooh-la-la!

Bye-bye!

There's no such thing

as fairies.

Don't forget your medicine.

-

- Surprise.

A new era begins.

Take them away.

No medicine.

I don't wanna take medicine.

No.

Lest he should be taken alive,

Hook always carried upon

his person a dreadful poison...

distilled when he was weeping

from the red ofhis eye.

No.

A mixture of malice,

jealousy and disappointment,

it was instantly fatal

and without antidote.

I was not asleep!

Wendy?

Wendy? Are you there?

Tink.

You drank my medicine.

Tinker Bell?

Tink?

Why is your light going out?

Tink, why are you so cold?

Stay warm, Tink.

Stay warm.

Please come back.

Please, Tink, don't leave me.

Forgive me, Tink.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, Tink.

Please forgive me.

Tink!

There's still room for a storyteller.

I'd rather die.

Shame.

Cap'n, Cap'n.

Look at the sky.

- And look at the water.

Pan must be dead.

No! No! Impossible!

Ship's company, hats off!

A moment's silence

for our fallen enemy,

Peter Pan.

- We sail at dawn!

I do believe in fairies.

I do. I do.

I do believe in fairies.

I do. I do.

No.! No.! No.!

Help! Help!

Girlies always go first.

I do believe in fairies.

I do. I do.

I do believe in fairies!

I do! I do!

-

- I do believe in fairies.

I do. I do.

I do believe in fairies.

- You what?

- I do believe in fairies.

- I do believe in fairies.

- I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!

- I do believe in fairies.

I do believe in fairies!

I do believe in fairies.

I do. I do.

I do believe in fairies. I do. I do.

- I do believe in fairies...

- Stow that gab,

or I'll run you through!

"Believe in fairies.! I do.! I do.!"

I do believe in fairies!

I do! I do!

I do believe in fairies.

- I do. I do.

- I do believe in fairies.

- I do. I do.

- I do believe in fairies.

I do.

I do.

I do believe in fairies. I do! I do!

- I do believe in fairies

- I do! I do!

I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!

I do believe in fairies!

I do! I do!

I do believe in fairies.!

I do.! I do.!

I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!

I do believe in fairies!

I do! I do!

I do believe in fairies.

I do. I do.

- I do believe in fairies.

- I do! I do!

- I do believe in fairies.

- I do believe in fairies!

- I do believe in fairies.

- I do believe in fairies.

- I do believe in fairies!

- I do believe in fairies!

L...

Oh, Tink, you're alive!

Oh, Tink!

You're alive! You're alive!

I do believe in fairies.!

I do.! I do.!

I do believe in fairies.!

I do.! I do.!

I do believe in fairies.! I do.! I do.!

- I do believe in fairies.! I do.! I do.!

- He's alive!

Oh, help.

It's Hook or me this time.

Why is he? What is he?

I'll have one last story

before you die.

The story of Peter Pan.

Once upon a time...

Once upon a time...

Brutes, Red-Handed Jill

is gonna tell us a story.

There was a boy

named Peter Pan...

who decided

not to grow up.

Skip the prologue.

So he flew away

to the Neverland

where the pirates are.

Was one of them pirates

called Noodler?

- Yes.

- Captain, did you hear?

- I am in a story.

What fun he must have had.

Yes.

But he was rather lonely.

Lonely?

He needed a Wendy.

- I need a Wendy.

Very exciting.

Two dead already.

Why a Wendy?

He liked my stories.

What stories?

Cinderella.

Snow White. Sleeping Beauty.

- Love stories?

Adventures in which good

triumphs over evil.

-

- They all end in a kiss.

A kiss.

He does feel.

He feels about you.

She told him stories.

He taught her to fly.

- How?

You just think happy thoughts.

They lift you into the air.

Alas, I have no happy thoughts.

That brings you down.

- How else?

- No!

- Leave her alone.!

It's fairy dust.

You need fairy dust!

Michael.!

What of Pan?

Will unhappy thoughts

bring him down?

He has no unhappy thoughts.

Aw.

How if his Wendy

walks the plank!

Plank.! Plank.! Plank.! Plank.!

Plank.! Plank.! Plank.! Plank.!

Plank! Plank! Plank! Plank!

Plank! Plank! Plank! Plank!

Plank! Plank! Plank! Plank!

Plank, plank, plank!

You know, I really am

terribly sorry about this.

The irony.

It comes for Hook...

and gets a story.

- No!

-

- No!

Did you hear her

hit the water?

Because I didn't.

The beast has swallowed her whole.

Hmm.

- Starboard side!

- It looks for more, Captain.

- Then let's give it more.

To the plank!

- Silence, puling spawn!

I'll show you the road

to dusty death.

Huh?

- Into the rigging with you!

Hunt it down!

Move, you scabs!

What was that?

It's here, Captain.! Devil.! Demon.!

Accursed beast.!

Your time is up.!

Hello.

So, Peter Pan.

This is all your doing.

Aye, James Hook.

It's all my doing.

Proud and insolent youth,

prepare to meet thy doom.

Have at thee!

Leave him.! He's mine.

Now!

- Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh!

-

Here you are. Here.

I never wanted to be a pirate anyway.

I'm gonna spend the rest

of my life doing good works.

I got him!

Villain! Ne'er-do-well!

Libertine.!

- It's Hook! He flies!

And he likes it!

You want to fly? Let's fly.

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