Peter Pan is a 2003 film based on the classic play and novel by J. M. Barrie.

Dialogue

George: [chaining Nana outside despite his family's protests] No! I must become a man that children fear and adults respect, or we shall all end up IN THE STREET!
Mary: George, not so loud.
Aunt Millicent: George, the neighbors will hear.
George: Let them hear! Let the whole world know! [points at Nana] This is not a nurse! This is a dog! [angrily pulls off the hat on Nana, which made Mary gasp; to Wendy] Tomorrow, you will begin your instruction with Aunt Millicent. It's time for you to grow up!
[Peter, Wendy, John, and Michael are flying to Neverland; John grins at Peter]
Peter: Who are you?
John: I'm John.
Peter: John...Take hold of this. [thrusts his dirty, bare foot into John's face]
Tinker Bell: [gestures to Peter's foot] TA-DAAA! [lies back on Peter's foot, kicking her legs]
[John makes a disgusted face]]
Peter: [lies back and smiles] Both hands. [John stares wide-eyed at Peter's foot, and begins to grab his ankle with both of his hands, while flying straight toward the second star] Pass it on!
John: Michael, take hold of my ankle!
Michael: [grabs John's ankle] Wendy, take hold of my ankle!
[Wendy grabs Michael's ankle]
Peter: Whatever happens, don't...let...GO!!!
[They all flew straight through the star towards Neverland]
Hook: I was dreaming, Smee, of Pan.
Smee: Pan, Cap'n?
Hook: 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.
Smee: So, Pan did you a favor then, Cap'n?
Hoot: A favor? [Smee gives Hook his hook] 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. [using his hook closer to Smee's face] YOU CALL THAT A FAVOR?!?!
Smee: [noticing his glasses is a bit falling] Um, um... [Hook gently pushes the glasses with his hook] Thank you.
Wendy: Oh, how sweet. [Peter looks disgusted] What? Are mermaids not sweet?
Peter: They'll sweetly drown you if you get too close.
Smee: [while chaining Tiger Lily] Sorry, Your Highness. [to the Darling boys] Any last words?
Starkey: Beg for yer lives!
John: Sir! My brother and I are English gentlemen. English gentlemen do not beg!
Michael: [pauses, then gets on his knees] Please! Please! Please don't kill me!
John: [then gets on his knees] Oh, please don't kill me, either!
[Tiger Lily rolls her eyes in annoyance]
Hook: If I were you, I would give up.
Pan: If you were me, I'd be ugly.
Wendy: Peter, what are your real...feelings?
Peter: Feelings?
Wendy: What do you feel? Happiness? Sadness? Jealousy?
Peter: Jealousy? [pulls out his dagger] Tink!
Wendy: Anger?
Peter: Anger. [a twig snaps] Hook.
Wendy: Love?
Peter: Love?
Wendy: Love.
Peter: I have never heard of it.
Wendy: I think you have, Peter. I daresay you've felt it yourself, for something...or someone.
Peter: [whispers in her ear] Never. Even the sound of it offends me.
Wendy: [tries to touch his face] Peter-
Peter: [backs away] Why do you spoil everything? We have fun, don't we? I taught you to fight and to fly! What more could there be?
Wendy: There is so much more.
Peter: What? What else is there?
Wendy: I don't know. I think it becomes clearer when you grow up.
Peter: Well, I will not grow up! You Cannot make me! I will banish you like Tinker Bell.
Wendy: I WILL NOT BE BANISHED!
Peter: Then go home! Go home and grow up! And take your feelings with you! [flies off]
Wendy: Peter! Peter, come back! Peter!
Wendy: [frightened] Once upon a time...
Smee: Brutes! Red-Handed Jill is going to tell us a story!
Pirates: HOORAY! [they all sit down like a bunch of kindergarteners]
Wendy: There was a boy named Peter Pan, who decided not to grow up.
Hook: [threateningly] Skip the prologue.
Wendy: ...So he flew away to Neverland where the pirates are.
Noodler: Was one of them pirates called Noodler?
Wendy: Yes.
Noodler: Capt'n, did you hear? I am in a story!
[Hook shoots Noodler, causing the boys to scream in terror]
Hook: [to Wendy] What fun he must have had
Wendy: Yes, but he was rather lonely.
Hook: Lonely? He needed a Wendy.
Pirate: [wistfully] I need a Wendy.
[Hooks shoots him, causing the boys to scream again]
Smee: [to the audience] Oh, very exciting! Two dead already!
Hook: Why a Wendy?
Wendy: He liked my stories.
Hook: What stories?
Wendy: Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty.
Hook: Love stories?
Wendy: Adventures! In which good triumphs over evil!
Hook: They all end in a kiss. [Wendy gasps as he uses his hook to cut the ropes and holds her hostage] A kiss. He does feel! He feels about you.
Hook: She told him stories. He taught her to fly. How?
Wendy: You just think happy thoughts. They lift you into the air.
Hook: Alas, I have no happy thoughts.
Wendy: That brings you down!
Hook: [threatens to cut Wendy's throat with his hook] How else?
Michael: Fairy dust! You need fairy dust!
John and the Lost Boys: Michael!
Hook: What of Pan? Would unhappy thoughts bring him down?
Wendy: He has no unhappy thoughts.
Hook: Well, what if a Wendy...WALKS THE PLANK?!
[The pirates cheered and force Wendy to walk the plank]
Captain Hook: Why is he? What is he? I'll have one last story before you die - the story of Peter Pan.

Cast

The Lost Boys

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