Script Typed by typed by Cristina Sánchez Arteaga of Wilfried's Disney Database
Color coding for characters
Peter Pan, Wendy, Michael & John
Hook, Smee & Pirates
Other characters
Non dialogue elements are underlined italic written
Off singing voice
The second star to the right
shines in the night for you
to tell you that the dreams you plan
really can come true
The second star to the right
shines with a light so rare
and if it's Never Land you need
it's light will lead you there
Twinkle, twinkle little star
so we'll know where you are
gleaming in the skies above
lead us to the land
we dream of
And when our journey is through
each time we say good night
we'll thank the little star that shines
the second star from the right.
All this has happened before, and it will all happen again,, but this time it happened in London. It happened in a quiet street in Bloomsbury. That corner house over there is the home of the Darling family and Peter Pan chose this particular house because there were people here who believed in him. There was Mrs. Darling.
Mrs. Darling
Humming George, dear, do hurry. We mustn’t be late for the party, you know.
Mrs, Darling believed that Peter Pan was the spirit of youth but Mr. Darling…
Mr. Darling
Mary, unless I find my cuff links we don’t go to the party. And if we don’t go to the party I can never show my face in the office again.. And if I can never show--- groans
Well, Mr. Darling was a practical man. The boys, however, John and Michael, believed Peter Pan was a real person and made him the hero of all their nursery games.
John
Blast you, Peter Pan!
Michael
Take that! Give up, Captain Hook? Give up?
John
Never! I’ll teach you to cut off me hand!
Wendy
chuckling Oh, no, John. It was the left hand.
John
Oh, yes. Thank you Wendy
Wendy, the eldest, not only believed, she was the supreme authority on Peter Pan and all his marvellous adventures
Wendy
Oh, Nana, must we always take that nasty tonic?
Nana, the nursemaid, being a dog kept her opinions to herself and viewed the whole affair with a certain tolerance
Michael
Take that!
John
Insolent boy, I’ll slash you to ribbons!
Michael
And I’ll cut you to pieces! Aha!
John
Ouch! grunting Careful, Michael, my glasses!
Michael
I’m sorry, John.
John
Ah, you’ll never leave this ship alive.
Michael
Oh yes, I will. Take that!
John
Scuttle me bones, boy, I’ll slit your gizzard!
Michael
Oh, no, you won’t! Back! Back! Back, you villain!
John
Insolent pup!
Michael
Wicked pirate!
John
Aha! I got you!
Michael
You didn’t either. You never touched me! Take that! And that! And that!
John
groaning Ouch!
Mr. Darling
Boys, boys, less noise, please.
John
Oh, hello father.
Michael
You old bilge rat
Mr. Darling
Wha- wha-what? Now, see here, Michael.
John
Oh, not you, father. You see, he’s Peter Pan.
Michael
And John’s Captain Hook.
Mr. Darling
Yes, yes, of course. Have you seen my cuff links? Oh, Nana, for goodness sake! Where are those cuff links?
John
Cuff links, father?
Mr. Darling
Yes, the gold ones.
John
whispering to Michael Michael, the buried treasure, where is it?
Michael
I don’t know.
John
The map then… Where’s the treasure map?
Michael
It got lost
Mr. Darling
Good heavens! My shirt front!
Michael
Hurray! You found it! You found it!
Mr. Darling
Yes, so I have. And hereafter… Don’t paw me Michael! This is my last clean… he sees the lost map No. No!
Mrs. Darling
George, dear, we really must hurry, or we’ll be late.
Mr. Darling
Mary, look!
Mrs. Darling
George!
Michael
It’s only chalk, father.
Mrs. Darling
Why, Michael…
John
It’s not his fault. It’s in the story. And Wendy said…
Mr. Darling
Wendy? Story? I might have known Wendy. Wendy!
Wendy
Yes, father?
Mr. Darling
Would you kindly expl--
Wendy
Oh, mother, you look simply lovely!
Mrs. Darling
Thank you dear.
Mr. Darling
Wendy---
Mrs. Darling
Just my old gown made over but it did turn out right. And I---
Mr. Darling
Mary, if you don’t mind, I’d…
Wendy
Why, father, what have you done to your shirt?
Mr. Darling
What have I---- screams
Mrs. Darling
Now, George, really. It comes right off.
Mr. Darling
That’s no excuse. Wendy, haven’t I warned you? Stuffing the boys’ heads with a lot of silly stories.
Wendy
Oh, but they aren’t!
Mr. Darling
I say they are! Captain Crook, Peter Pirate…
Wendy
Peter Pan, father.
Mr. Darling
Pan, pirate, poppycock!
Children
Oh no, father.
Father have you ever----
You don’t understand.
Mr. Darling
Absolute poppycock!. And let me tell you, this ridiculous…
Mrs. Darling
Now, George.
Mr. Darling
Now, George. Now George. Well, now George will have his say!
Mrs. Darling
Please, dear.
Mr. Darling
Mary, the child’s growing up. It’s high time she had a room of her own.
Wendy
Father!
Mrs. Darling
George!
John
What?
Michael
No!
Mr. Darling
I mean it! Young lady, this is your last night in the nursery!. And that’s my last word on the matter! No! No!
Mrs. Darling & Children
Oh! Poor Nana!
Mr. Darling
Poor Nana? This is the last straw! Out! Out I say!
Michael
No, father, no.
Mr. Darling
Yes! There’ll be no more dogs for nursemaids in this house!
Michael
Goodbye, Nana.
Mr. Darling
sarcastically Poor Nana. Oh, yes, poor Nana. But poor father? Oh, no. Blast it! Where is that rope? Nana herself gives it to him Oh, thank you.. Dash it all, Nana. D-Don’t loot at me like that. It’s nothing personal. It’s just that--- Well, you’re not really a nurse at all You’re…. Well, a dog. And the children aren’t puppies, they’re people. And sooner or later, Nana, people have to grow up.