Granny Wendy: So... your adventures are over.
Peter Banning: Oh, no. To live... to live would be an awfully big adventure.
Captain James Hook: Prepare to die, Peter!
Peter Banning: To die would be a grand adventure!
Captain James Hook: Death is the only adventure you have left!
Smee: I've just had an apostrophe.
Captain Hook: I think you mean an epiphany.
Smee: [gestures his fingers to his head] Lightning has just struck my brain.
Captain Hook: Well, that must hurt.
Peter Banning: [sees Tinkerbell on the Peter Pan statue] Tink!
Tinkerbell: Say it, Peter. Say it and mean it.
Peter Banning: I believe in fairies.
Tinkerbell: You know that place between sleep and awake? That place where you still remember dreaming?
Tinkerbell: That's where I'll always love you... Peter Pan. That's where I'll be waiting.
Moira Banning: [after throwing Peter's cell phone out the window] I'm sorry about your deal.
Peter Banning: You hated the deal.
Moira Banning: I hated the deal, but I'm sorry you feel so badly about it. Your children love you, they want to play with you. How long do you think that lasts? Soon Jack may not even want you to come to his games. We have a few special years with our children, when they're the ones that want us around. After that you're going to be running after them for a bit of attention. It's so fast Peter. It's a few years, and it's over. And you are not being careful. And you are missing it.
Toodles: [Searching for something on the floor] Lost, lost, lost.
Peter Banning: Lost what?
Toodles: I've lost my marbles.
Peter Banning: [to Rufio, who pulls a sword at him] Okay, mister. All right, show's over. Now, you put that thing away! Now, put it down before you poke somebody's eye out.
[the Lost Boys all laugh]
Peter Banning: You're not old enough to shave! What are you doing with a sword? And flying around... this is an insurance nightmare! What is this, some sort of "Lord of the Flies" preschool? Where are your parents? Who's in charge here?
[the Lost Boys all point to Rufio, who bows]
Peter Banning: 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: [smiles] We kill pirates.
Peter Banning: I'm not a pirate. It so happens I am a lawyer.
Rufio: Kill the lawyer!
Lost Boys: [drawing their weapons] Kill the lawyer!
Peter Banning: [backs away nervously] I'm not that kind of lawyer.
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.
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 just 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 a 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.
Captain James Hook: [holding a pistol to his head] No stopping me this time, Smee. This is it. Don't make a move Smee, not a step. My finger's on the trigger. Don't try to stop me, Smee.
Smee: Oh, not again.
Captain James Hook: This is it. Don't try to stop me this time, Smee. Don't try to stop me this time, Smee. Don't you dare try to stop me this time, Smee, try to stop me. Smee, you'd better get up off your arse. Get over here, Smee!
Smee: I'm coming. I'm coming.
Captain James Hook: Stop me! This is not a joke! I'm committing suicide!
[Smee triggers the gun away from Hook's head, sinking the model ship in the pool]
Captain James Hook: Don't ever frighten me like that again.
Smee: I'm sorry.
Captain James Hook: What are you, some kind of a sadist?
Smee: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. How do you feel now?
Captain James Hook: [sighs] I want to die.
Smee: Oh, now, now.
Captain James Hook: There's no adventure here.
Smee: [hold out Hook's gun] You call this no adventure?
Captain James Hook: Death is the only adventure I have left, Smee.
Peter Banning: You're a... you're a complex Freudian hallucination having something to do with my mother and I don't know why you have wings, but you have very lovely legs and you're a very nice tiny person and what am I saying, I don't know who my mother was; I'm an orphan and I've never taken drugs because I missed the sixties, I was an accountant.
Tinkerbell: Guess again.
[Tinkerbell takes the sheet which makes Peter trip on the floor]
Peter Banning: [disoriented] Oh, look, stars.
Tinkerbell: That's right, Peter, second star to the right and straight on till morning.
[Tinkerbell takes Peter by the strings of the sheet]
Peter Banning: What's the deal? Where's the real food?
Tinkerbell: If you can't imagine yourself being Peter Pan, you won't *be* Peter Pan, so eat up.
Peter Banning: Eat what? There's nothing here. Gandhi ate more than this.
Peter Banning: Hook, you let those kids out of that net in less than one minute or you better get an attorney and hope to God he's better than me.
Captain Hook: Who are you?
Peter Banning: I'm Peter Banning, Attorney at Law, these are my children and I want them back.
Captain Hook: These are your...
Peter Banning: Children.
Captain Hook: These are your children.
Peter Banning: Yes they are.
Captain Hook: And you are?
Peter Banning: Peter.
Captain Hook: You're Peter?
Peter Banning: Yes?
Captain Hook: You're Peter?
Peter Banning: Yes.
Captain Hook: No.
Peter Banning: Yes.
Captain Hook: You're Peter?
Peter Banning: Yes. Is there an echo in here? Yes.
Captain Hook: My great and worthy opponent?
Peter Banning: Yes.
Captain Hook: No! Smee, who is this impostor?
Pockets, Lost Boy: [the Lost Boys don't believe Peter Banning is Peter Pan, but Pockets touches his face and finally recognizes him] Oh, there you are, Peter!
Tinkerbell: Well, whoever you are it's still you, 'cause only one person has that smell.
Peter Banning: Smell?
Tinkerbell: The smell of someone who has ridden the back of the wind, Peter. The smell of a hundred fun summers, with sleeping in trees and adventures with Indians and Pirates. Oh remember, Peter? The world was ours. We could do everything or nothing. All it had to be was anything 'cause it was always us.
[Peter recalls a memory from his childhood]
Wendy Darling: Peter, I can't come with you. I've forgotten how to fly. I'm old, Peter. Ever so much more than twenty. I grew up a long time ago.
Young Peter Pan: No, no, no! You promised!
Wendy Darling: I have children of my own now. They have children of their own. That's my grandchild, Moira, asleep in the bed.
Peter Banning: [voiceover] When I saw her lying there sleeping, that moment, something changed in me forever.
Young Peter Pan: I shall give her a kiss.
[takes out a thimble]
Wendy Darling: No. No, Peter. No buttons. No thimbles. I couldn't bear to see Moira's heart to be broken when she finds she can't keep you.
Young Peter Pan: No. I mean a real kiss.
Captain Hook: [yells after Peter who is leaving with Jack, Maggie, and the Lost Boys] Peter! Where are you going? Come back here and fight me! Or I'll find you wherever you are, you hear me? Bad form, Peter, come back!
Maggie: You need a mother very, very badly!
Captain Hook: Oh, I hate being disappointed, Smee. And I hate living in this flawed body. And I hate living in Neverland. And I hate... I hate... I *hate* Peter Pan!
Rufio: [weakly, after being stabbed by 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.
Captain Hook: He'll crow. He'll fight. He'll fly. And then... he'll die.
Thud Butt: Peter, can I talk to you?
Peter Pan: Sure, Thud.
Thud Butt: I remember Tootles.
Peter Pan: You do?
Thud Butt: He was lost too.
Peter Pan: How could you know Tootles?
Thud Butt: He was a Lost Boy.
[Thud Butt takes out a small pouch]
Thud Butt: These are his marbles. These are his happy thoughts.
[Peter empties out the pouch of marbles into his hand and laughs]
Peter Pan: He really did lose his marbles, didn't he?
Thud Butt: [laughs] Yeah, he lost them good.
[they both laugh]
Thud Butt: Peter, you know what?
Peter Pan: What?
Thud Butt: My happy thought will help you.
Peter Pan: What's your happy thought, Thud?
Thud Butt: Mine's my mother. Do you remember your mother, Peter?
Peter Pan: Wish I could.
Peter Banning: [arriving at Wendy's home, knocks on the door] Remember, you're in England, land of good manners.
[the door opens, to old man behind the door]
Peter Banning: Toodles!
Toodles: It's snowing!
[slams the door closed on the Bannings]
Peter Banning: [unearthing his cell phone] Wow. Brad, hi! You been holding this long? Uh huh. I'm incredible. Yeah, Neverland. Uh-huh. Lost Boys. Jim Hook, duel to the death. I'll fill you in later. Listen, I'd love to chat, but I gotta climb a drain pipe right now. Why? Because I ran out of fairy dust, if not I would've flown up.
[surprised he asks]
Peter Banning: Why?
Wendy Darling: Boy, why are you crying?
Peter Banning: I don't know. A tear for every happy thought.
Captain James Hook: [to Peter as he traps him and grinds his hook near his face] You know you're not really Peter Pan, don't you? This is only a dream. When you wake up, you'll just be Peter Banning - a cold, selfish man who drinks too much, is obsessed with success, and runs and hides from his wife and children!
Maggie: [singing] The stars are all my friends / Till the nighttime ends / So I know I'm not alone / When I'm here, on my own. / Isn't that a wonder? / When you're alone / You're not alone / Not really alone.
Don't Ask, Ace: [with the Lost Boys as they get Peter in shape] Pick 'em up! Move 'em down! Pick 'em on up! Move 'em on down! Ain't no time to celebrate! You are old and overweight! Gotta lose a million pounds! Get your fat butt off the ground! Reach on down and touch your toes! How long since you looked at those? Shape up! Lose weight! Get thin! Gotta win! Jumping jacks are good for you! Now your face is turning blue! Swing your arms around your back! Give yourself a heart attack! Gotta train! In the rain! In the sun! In the snow! Ten below! Gotta move! Gotta do! Gotta crow!
Captain James Hook: Hear me, men. For reasons of good form, I have decided that the so-called Pan will return in three days to commit the arbitrament of the sword. Smee, translate.
Smee: In three days, we're gonna have a war! A battle between good and evil to the death!
[Encountering Tinkerbell for the first time]
Peter Pan: Firefly from hell. Big damn bug.
Captain Hook: I have waited long to shake your hand with this. Peter Pan, prepare to meet thy doom!
Peter Banning: [draws sword] Dark and sinister man, have at thee.
Peter Pan: Jack, Maggie, all you have to do is think one happy thought, and you'll fly like me.
Jack: My dad, Peter Pan.
Maggie: [while seeing Peter fighting a pirate, smiles] Peter Pan's my... dad?
Smee: Good Mooooooooooooorning, Neverland! Tie down the main mast, mateys, 'cause here he is, the cunning kingfish, the bad barracuda! A man so deep, he's almost unfathomable.
[pirates stare blankly]
Smee: A man so quick, he's even fast... asleep!
Smee: Thank you! Now, let's give him a very big hand, 'cause he's only got one.
Smee: I give you, the steel-handed stingray, Captain James Hook!
Peter Banning: [flying from Neverland with his children] Thank you for believing.
Wendy Darling: [leaving the room after putting Maggie and Jack to bed] Dear night-lights, protect my sleeping babes. Burn clear and steadfast tonight.
Pirate: Wait, ain't you - ?
Peter Banning: Peter Pan.
[Pirate jumps out the window]
Jack: Who is that, Captain?
Captain Hook: It's Peter Pan. Has it been three days? 'Tis true, Peter, time does fly. And so do you, I see.
Peter Banning: [to Tinkerbell who is fighting off the pirates] Are you related to Mighty Mouse?
Maggie: But Jack says you're not the really real Wendy.
Wendy Darling: Ahh. Well, do you see where Jack is, hmm? Well, that is the same window and this is the same room where we made up our bedtime stories about Peter and Neverland and scary old Captain Hook. And did you know? Mr. Barrie - well, Sir James, our neighbor - he loved our stories so much, he wrote them all down in a book, oh dear me, eighty years ago.
Maggie: You're really old.
Wendy Darling: That's very true.
Maggie: [after Peter rescues her and Jack from Captain Hook] Daddy, let's go home, please? He's just a mean old man without a mommy.
Jack: Yeah, dad, let's go. He can't hurt us anymore.
Lost Boys: Rufio! Rufio! Ru-Fi-OOOOOOOOOOOOOh!
Kids: [sits at the dinner table and clasps hands together for prayer] Everybody say Grace.
Peter Banning: Bless this, O Lord...
Kids: - GRACE!
[quickly grab at the food all at once]
Intercom: [over the airplane intercom, The airplane shakes the seats and the food trays people are eating on, Peter Banning is bracing himself on the seat] Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen your Captain's in, please do not allow the flight of turbulence to disturb you and we shall soon prepare to arrive the plane safely to London's kernel to yourselves, for the down lights served in setting, for now please sit back, enjoy the the remainder of the flight thank you.
Captain Hook: You, the cute little urchin in the front row, won't you share your thoughts with the whole class?
Maggie: Yes!I said mommy reads to us every night, because she LOVES us very much!
Captain Hook: Loves you? Isn't that the, uh, the...
Smee: The 'L' word, Captain.
Captain Hook: Ooh, yes!
Captain Hook: No, child, Your mother wants to read to you every night in order to stupefy to sleep, so that she and daddy could sit down for three measly minutes without you. And you mindless, inexhaustible, unstoppable, repetitive, and nagging demands: He took my toy! She hit my bear! I want a potty! I want a cookie! I want to stay up! I want, I want, I want, me, me, me, me, mine, mine, mine, mine, now, now, now, now!
Captain Hook: Can't you understand, child? They tell you stories to shut you up.
Smee: -And conk you out.
Maggie: That's not true, Jack!
Maggie: You're a liar!
Captain Hook: [laughs] Lie? Me? Never.
[inhales deeply again]
Captain Hook: The TRUTH is far too much fun.
Toodles: Have to fly, have to fight, have to crow, have to save Maggie, have to save Jack, Hook is back.
Peter Pan: Who?
Pirate: He's stealing second!
[the catcher shoots the base stealer with his pistol and the crowd cheers]
Captain Hook: No, no, no! Now stop it! We're playing this game by Master Jack's rules. Bad form! Sit down, now. Let's resume the game.
[to his lady]
Captain Hook: A very violent sport, isn't it, baseball?
Smee: Smee, Smee. What About Smee? Smee! Smee! Smee. Smee. What about Smee? Smee's me. What about me?
Peter Pan: [to the lost boys] Let's get ready to show them the white light we're made of, boys.
Captain Hook: [to the pirates] Remember the fires of hell that forged you. Charge.
Peter Banning: [flying to England on a plane in turbulence] I'm not gonna make it to my next birthday.
Moira Banning: You're not gonna die without a phone and fax machine.
Peter Banning: I'm halfway there. I got the phone in my briefcase.
Wendy Darling: What is this?
[she points to Jack's baseball mitt]
Jack: Oh, it's a baseball glove. You can catch things with it, take hot things out of the oven, or you can even hit your sister with it.
Maggie: [as Wendy in the play] Boy, why are you crying?
Peter Pan in Play: I was crying, because I couldn't get my shadow to stick. Besides, I wasn't crying.
[Hook hangs Maggie and Jack from a net atop the mast]
Captain Hook: I'll make you a deal, Mr. Chairman-of-the-Board. Fly up there and touch the outstretched fingers of your frightened children, and I'll set them free.
Peter Banning: I can't fly!
Captain Hook: Come on, explode out of there! Stop the charade! Free you children!
Captain Hook: [Peter whispers to Hook's ear] I beg your pardon?
Peter Banning: [inaudible whisper] I have a real problem with heights.
Captain Hook: You must be joking.
Captain Hook: Peter Pan has a real problem with heights!
[Hook and the other pirates burst out laughing]
Peter Banning: I'm not Peter Pan.
Don't Ask: That ain't Peter Pan.
No Nap: He's old!
Latchboy: He's fat!
Thud Butt: Not so fat to me.
Too Small: [laughs] He's an old fat grandpa man.
Jack: [hearing Maggie singing "When You're Alone"] Mum sang that song.
Tinkerbell: I drank poison for you! You called me Tink.
Captain James Hook: [watching Peter try - and fail - to rescue his children] Smee, I don't understand. Why doesn't he fly? Is he not Peter Pan?
Smee: He's Peter Pan, all right, Captain. He's just been away from Neverland so long, his mind's been junk-tified. He's forgotten everything.
Wendy Darling: The stories are true! I swear to you! I swear on everything I adore, and now he's come back to seek his revenge. The fight isn't over for Captain James Hook. He wants you back. He knows that you'll follow Jack and Maggie to the ends of the earth and beyond. And by heaven, you must find a way. Only you can save your children. Somehow, you must go back. You must make yourself remember.
Peter Banning: Remember what?
Wendy Darling: Peter, don't you know who you are?
[Wendy opens up the book and shows an illustration of Peter Pan as Peter looks in disbelief]
Wendy Darling: [whispers] Yes, boy. Yes.
Captain Hook: [starts to descend the steps on his ship but stops] Where's the carpet, Smee?
Smee: Oh! Sorry, sir.
[Smee stamps his foot once and a red carpet appears on the stairs]
Captain Hook: What would the world be like without Captain Hook?
[in the Museum where all clocks are destroyed. Hook hands Jack a hammer to destroy his father's watch]
Captain James Hook: You know you want to. Give it a try. Go on.
Jack: This is for... never letting me blow bubbles in my chocolate milk!
[smashes his father's watch]
Captain James Hook: Good form! Bravo!
Smee: Isn't that wonderful?
Jack: This is for never letting me jump on my own bed!
[smashes another clock]
Captain James Hook: Make time stand still, laddie.
Jack: For always making promises and breaking them!
[smashes another clock]
Jack: For never doing anything with me.
[smashes another clock]
Captain James Hook: For a father who's never there, Jack? Jack, for a father who didn't save you on the ship.
Jack: [starts to cry] Who wouldn't save us...
Captain James Hook: Who *couldn't* save you, Jack.
Jack: [tearfully] Well, he - he wouldn't. And he didn't even try. He was there and we were there and he wouldn't try.
[pulls his cap down as he cries]
Captain James Hook: [pulls his cap up] Jack... he will try. And the question will be: When the time comes, do you want to be saved? Now, don't you answer now. No, no, no, no, no. Now it's time to be whatever you want to be. Put behind you any thoughts of home; that place of broken promises.
Jack: That what?
Captain James Hook: Have I ever made a promise, Jack... I have not kept?
[gives him a baseball]
Captain James Hook: Have I, son?
Shoe-Stealing Pirate: I fancy them shiny shoes for my booty!
Peter Banning: Well, I think you can get them at Armani.
[Peter and Moira are in an argument when Peter's cell phone rings]
Peter Banning: It's Brad, Moira. I gotta take this call. I've gotta fix this.
Moira Banning: No, you've got to fix your family first.
Peter Banning: I do not believe in fairies.
Tinkerbell: Every time someone says 'I do not believe in fairies', somewhere there's a fairy that falls down dead.
Peter Banning: I DO NOT BELIEVE IN FAIRIES!
[Tinkerbell falls down the stairs of the dollhouse unconscious]
Peter Banning: Oh my God, I think I've killed it.
Captain Hook: Peter. I swear to you wherever you go, wherever you are, I vow there will always be daggers bearing notes signed James Hook. They will be flung into doors of your children's children's children, do you hear me?
Peter Pan: What do you want, old man?
Captain Hook: Just you.
Maggie: [gets up and grabs Captain Hook's hook] I wanna tear your hook off!
Captain Hook: [looks from Jack to Maggie] Easy.
Maggie: I hate... I hate you, Mr. Hook!
Captain Hook: [laughs] What did I tell you, Smee? No little children love me.
Smee: Yes, they do. Come on, you.
Smee: You're depressin' the Captain.
Maggie: Jack, you listen to me! Never let him make you forget! Never forget mommy and daddy!
Maggie: Think of a way to run home, Jack! Run home!
Jack: Run home?
Captain Hook: Jack.
[puts his hook in front of his face; Jack's eyes widen a bit]
Captain Hook: You are home.
Captain Hook: Right?
Peter Banning: Jack, my word is my bond.
Jack: Yeah, junk bonds!
[he hits the ceiling door in the plane with his ball, and causes the oxygen masks to drop down and scare Peter half to death]
Peter Banning: What in the hell's the matter with you? When are you gonna stop acting like a child?
Jack: [laughs] I am a child.
Peter Banning: Grow up.
Smee: [rings the bell while the duel goes on] If there's anybody not fighting, get here quick!
Garbage Sweeper in Kensington Gardens: [Peter notices that he looks exactly like Smee] Hello. Having trouble with the missus? You will have by the time you get home.
Peter Banning: [while the children are running around making a noise, shouting into the phone] Wait a minute. You're telling me a 10-inch owl has a 50-mile mating radius? Why don't they just fornicate someplace else? What, a five billion dollar deal falling apart because of this? Why doesn't somebody just shoot me in the head?
Jack: [making a gun gesture with his hands] Bang, bang!
Peter Banning: [abandoning call, shouts] Will everybody just shut up!
Jack: [backing away in fright] I'm sorry.
Peter Banning: And leave me alone for one moment! Moira, get 'em outta here, will you? I'm on the phone call of my life!
Moira Banning: [exits Maggie and Jack] Come on, Jack, come on. Out, out out.
Peter Banning: [Jack is angry at his Dad and tossing his baseball to the ceiling and catching it] Will you stop doing that? You could break a window.
Jack: They're double-layered, you can't break 'em.
[he demonstrates his point by banging his ball against the glass]
Peter Banning: [confiscating the ball] Give me that!
Jack: [in disbelief] You're afraid of getting sucked out!
Peter Banning: [defensively] No, I'm not!
Jack: [insisting] Yes, you are. You're afraid of getting sucked out.
[holding up a sign reading "Run Home Jack"]
Pirates: Run home, Jack! Run home, Jack!
Jack: "Run home, Jack."
Captain Hook: Smee, no, no, no! They've got it backwards! Tell them to turn it around!
[the pirates fix the sign to read "Home Run Jack." They read it]
Pirates: Home run, Jack! Home run, Jack! Home run, Jack!
Captain James Hook: Well, my stupid, sorry, parasitic sacks of entrails...
[the pirates laugh]
Captain James Hook: ...revenge is mine.
[the pirates cheer]
Tickles: Long live the Hook!
Captain Hook: Gentlemen, I'm afraid I have decided to cancel the war. Kill them. Kill them all.
[Peter and Hook are dueling]
Peter Banning: Good form, old man.
[Hook traps Peter and grinds his hook near his face]
Captain Hook: You know you're not really Peter Pan, don't you? This is only a dream. When you wake up, you'll just be Peter Banning, a cold, selfish man who drinks too much, who's obsessed with success, and runs and hides from his wife and children!
Too Small: I believe in you.
Latchboy: I believe in you.
No Nap: I believe in you, Peter.
Maggie: I believe in you.
Thud Butt: You are the Pan.
Jack: You're Peter Pan.
Tinkerbell: I believe in you... Peter Pan.
[Peter pushes Hook off and returns his sword. As Hook takes it, he slices Peter's arm with his hook]
Jack: Bad form!
Ace: Jack, stop!
Captain Hook: You!
[pointing at someone in the crowd]
Captain Hook: You! That's right you! No not you! not you... you... You! You bet against me bringing Pan back here, didn't ya?
Gutless: [Intimidated] No.
Captain Hook: Ahh
Captain Hook: ... tell your captain the truth
Gutless: [Breaks down crying]
Captain Hook: Awww... say it... say it
Gutless: I did...
Captain Hook: Yes... you made a boo boo...
Gutless: I did... I did it...
Captain Hook: Mmm...
[Looks at another pirate]
Captain Hook: The boo box.
Gutless: Not that! Not the boo box!
Captain Hook: [nods] The boo box.
Captain Hook: Yes.
Captain James Hook: [to Peter, in disbelief] Is it you? My great and worthy opponent? But it can't be. Not this pitiful, spineless, pasty, bloated codfish I see before me. You're not even a shadow of Peter Pan.
Peter Banning: [to Hook] You killed Rufio, you kidnapped my children. You deserve to die.
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]
[dancing and singing at the same time]
Pirates: Jack! Jack! He's our man. If he can't do it, no one can!
Peter Banning: It's okay. Hang on, son. I'm coming, sweetheart.
[begins to climb up a rope ladder]
Peter Banning: Someone give me a hand.
Captain Hook: I already have.
Rufio: [while fighting Hook] Lookie Lookie, I've got Hookie.
Captain Hook: [wielding his sword ready to fight Peter, after Rufio's death] Are you ready for me Peter? Come on, humor the Hook.
Thud Butt: [sadly] Don't leave us Peter, and don't say goodbye.
Too Small: What's goodbye?
Ace: [voice breaking] It's going away, that's what it is. Forgetting about us all over again.
Peter Banning: You're all my Lost Boys. I'll never forget you, never. So who will I leave in charge?
[Peter takes out his sword and tries to figure out who will be the new Pan, he chooses Thud Butt]
Peter Banning: Now I want you to take care of everything that's smaller than you.
Thud Butt: Okay.
Too Small: Then who do I look after?
Peter Banning: Neverbugs - little ones.
[Peter backs away and flies off as the Lost Boys watch him as they all smile]
Too Small: That was a great game!
Peter Banning: [flies away] Thank you for believing.
Tinkerbell: If less is more, there's no end to me, Peter Pan.
Captain James Hook: [contemplating] Smee, I've just had a sublime vision. All the jagged parts of my life have come together to form a complete an mystical... whole. An epiphany.
Smee: A "piphy"-what?
Captain James Hook: My life is over!
Smee: Does that mean you've lost your appetite?
Captain James Hook: Yes. Goodbye.
Peter Banning: Tick, tock! Tick, Tock! Hook's afraid of an old dead crock! I think not! I think James Hook's afraid of time, ticking away!
Moira Banning: [when Peter sees Wendy after ten years] I told you, gran, I'd get him here, by hook or by crook.
Little League Player: Mama wants a new pair of shoes. Drive me home, Jack!
[Maggie and the four Lost Boys try to escape out the ship]
Noodler: Where do you think you're going? Get away from that window!
Captain Hook: Finally, I'm going to kill Peter Pan, that cocky boy who cut off my hand and fed it to the crocodile!
Captain Hook: And who killed that cunning crocodile?
Captain Hook: Who stuffed him?
Captain Hook: Who made him into a quiet clock?
Captain Hook: Who went into the other world and stole Pan's children?
Captain Hook: And who didn't believe I could do it? Who doubted me? Who amongst us does not belong? Someone here does not belong, a stranger amongst the loyal. I will weed you out!
Captain Hook: I think your mother reads to you every night in order to stupefy you to sleep. So she and daddy can sit down for three measly minutes without you and your mindless, inexhaustible, unstoppable, repetitive and nagging demands. "He took my toy." "She hit my bear." "I want a potty." "I want a cookie." "I want to stay up." I want, I want, I want, me, me, me, me, mine, mine, mine, mine, now, now, now... can't you understand child? They tell you stories to shut you up.
Too Small: [at the end, watching as Peter flies back home] That was a great game.
Peter Banning: [to Rufio] You are a very ill-mannered young man. Do you know that?
Peter Banning: I'm not a pirate, so happens I am a lawyer
Rufio: Kill the lawyer!
Lost Boys: Kill the lawyer!
Peter Banning: I'm not that kind of lawyer