CAPTAIN HOOK: It can't be!
MR. SMEE: It's his blinkin' ghost what's talkin'!
PETER PAN: Say your prayers, Hook.
CAPTAIN HOOK: I'll show you this ghost has blood in his veins. I'll run him through! Ooh! Take that! Curse this hook!
PETER PAN: Come on, everybody!
JOHN: Hurry, Michael! Hurry!
CAPTAIN HOOK: Don't stand there, you bilge rats! Get those scurvy brats! After the brats, men! This is no mere boy. This some fiend fighting me. A flying devil! Hold your fire. Get 'em!
JOHN: Steady, men. Steady. Club 'em with the marline. Fire! I'll crack their bloomin' skulls! Let me at 'em! Down, you blackguard! Hurray! Right through, Michael.
CAPTAIN HOOK: Fly! You coward!
PETER PAN: Coward? Me?
CAPTAIN HOOK: Ha-ha-ha! You wouldn't dare fight old Hook man-to-man! You'd fly away like a cowardly sparrow!
PETER PAN: Nobody calls Pan a coward and lives! I'll fight you man-to-man, with one hand behind my back.
CAPTAIN HOOK: You mean you won't fly?
WENDY: No, don't, Peter! It's a trick!
PETER PAN: I give my word, Hook.
CAPTAIN HOOK: Good, then let's have at it! Now! Insolent youth, prepare to die!
WENDY: Fly, Peter! Fly!
PETER PAN: No! I gave my word. You're mine, Hook! Cleave him to the brisket!
CAPTAIN HOOK: You wouldn't do old Hook in now, would you, lad? I'll go away forever. I'll do anything you say.
PETER PAN: Well, all right. If ya say you're a codfish.
CAPTAIN HOOK: I'm a codfish.
PETER PAN: Louder!
CAPTAIN HOOK: I'm a codfish!
ALL: Hurray! Hook is a codfish.
PETER PAN: All right, Hook you're free to go, and never return.
CAPTAIN HOOK: Smee!
MR. SMEE: Captain!
ALL: Hurray for Captain Pan!
PETER PAN: All right, ya swabs, aloft with ya! We're castin' off! Heave those halyards!
WENDY: But, but, Peter. Oh, that is, Captain Pan.
PETER PAN: At your service, madam.
WENDY: Could you tell me, sir, where we're sailing?
PETER PAN: To London, madam.
WENDY: Oh, Peter. Michael! John! We're going home!
PETER PAN: Man the capstan!
CUBBY: Hoist anchor!
PETER PAN: Pixie dust!
MARY DARLING: George, I am so glad you changed your mind about Wendy. After all, she's still a child.
GEORGE DARLING: You know I never mean those things. Do I, Nana?
MARY DARLING: Wendy, what on earth are you doing there?
WENDY: Oh, Mother, we're back!
GEORGE DARLING: Back?
WENDY: All except the Lost Boys. They weren't quite ready.
GEORGE DARLING: Lost Boys? Ready?
WENDY: To grow up. That's why they went back to Never Land.
GEORGE DARLING: Never Land?
WENDY: Yes, but I am. Ready to grow up.
GEORGE DARLING: Well, my dear, all in good time. After all, perhaps we were too.
WENDY: Oh, but, Mother it was such a wonderful adventure. Tinker Bell and the mermaids and Peter Pan. Oh, he was the most wonderful of all. Why even when we were kidnapped, I Kidnapped! I knew Peter Pan would save us, and he did. And we all called him a codfish! Captain Hook, I mean. And then we sailed away on a ship in the sky.
GEORGE DARLING: Mary, I'm going to bed.
WENDY: Oh, Mother. He really is wonderful, isn't he? See how well he sails the ship.
MARY DARLING: George!
GEORGE DARLING: Now what, Mary? Nana, did you see. You know, I have the strangest MARY DARLING: George, dear.