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Rufio: Boil-dripping, beef, fart-sniffing bubble butt!
Kids: Bangarang, Rufio!
Peter Banning: Someone has a severe ca-ca mouth, you know that?
Rufio: You are fart factory, Slug-slimed, sack-of-rat-guts-in-cat-vomit, cheesy, scab-picked, pimple-squeezing finger bandage. A week old maggot burger with everything on it and flies on the side!
Kids: [
in unison] Ugh!
Peter Banning: Substitute chemistry teacher.
Lost Boy: Come on, Rufio, hit him back.
Rufio: Mung tongue.
Peter Banning: Math tutor.
Rufio: Pinhead.
Peter Banning: Prison barber.
Rufio: Mother lover.
Peter Banning: Nearsighted gynecologist.
Rufio: In your face, camel cake!
Peter Banning: In your rear, cow derrière.
Rufio: Lying, crying, spying, prying ultra-pig.
Peter Banning: You lewd, crude, rude, bag of pre-chewed food dude.
Thud Butt: [
with the rest of the Lost Boys] Bangarang, Peter!
Rufio: You... you man! Stupid, stupid man!
Peter Banning: Rufio, if I'm a maggot burger why don't you eat me! You two-toned zebra-headed, slime-coated, pimple-farmin' paramecium brain, munchin' on your own mucus, suffering from Peter Pan envy!
Don't Ask: What's a paramecium brain?
Peter Banning: I'll tell you what a paramecium is! That's the paramecium! It's a one-celled critter with no brain, that can't fly! Don't mess with me man, I'm a lawyer!
Kids: [
chanting] Banning, Banning, Banning is bangerang.
Rufio: Rufio! Rufio!
Peter Banning: Oh, Rufio, why don't you just go suck on a dead dog's nose.
Rufio: [
falls to his knees holding his sword up in his hands] You are the Pan.
[
Peter takes the sword from him, draws a line in the sand between him and Rufio and all the lost boys run over to stand behind him. Rufio stands up walks towards him]
Rufio: [
very pleased] You can fly! You can fight! And you can...
[
Peter crows and bows to Rufio. Rufio does the same and the lost boys cheer]
Peter Banning: [
to Rufio who pulls out Pan's sword at him] Okay, mister. Alright, show's over now. You put that thing away! No, put it down before you poke somebody's eye out.
[
the Lost Boy all laugh at Peter]
Peter Banning: You're not old enough to shave! What are you doing with a sword. I've been flying around - This is an insurance nightmare! What is this? Some sort of the "Lord of the Flies" pre-school? Where are your parents? Who's in charge here?
[
the Lost Boys all point to Rufio]
Peter Banning: [
in disbelief] No! No, Mr. Skunkhead with too much mousse. You are just a punk kid. I want to speak to a grown-up!
Rufio: All grown-ups are pirates.
Peter Banning: Excuse me?
Rufio: We kill pirates.
Peter Banning: I'm not a pirate. It so happens I am a lawyer.
Rufio: [
with the rest of the Lost Boys pulling out their weapons] Kill the lawyer!
Peter Banning: [
laughs nervously] I'm not that kind of lawyer!
Rufio: [
after getting stabbed by Captain Hook] Do you know what I wish?
Peter Pan: What?
Rufio: I wish I had a dad... like you.
Jack: [
tearfully] Oh, Dad, I'm sorry.
Rufio: [
while fighting Hook] Lookie Lookie, I've got Hookie.
Rufio: Looky, looky, I got Hooky!