Peter: Second star to the right and straight on to morning.
Peter: Come away to Neverland where you'll never, never have to deal with grown up things again.
Wendy: Never is an awfully long time.
Peter: Promise me one thing... leave Hook to me.
Peter: [whispering] Forget them... forget them all. Come away to Never Land.
Peter: Hold on to this... both hands
Captain Hook: If I were you, I'd give up.
Peter: If you were me, I'd be ugly.
Peter: I do, I do, I do believe in fairies, I do, I do.
Peter: If you wish it.
Slightly: If you wish it?
Peter: IF YOU WISH IT.
Wendy: This belongs to you, and always will
Peter: I want always to be a boy, and to have fun.
Wendy: You say so, but I think it is your biggest pretend.
Captain Hook: Peter... you're pink.
Captain Hook: She was leaving you. Your Wendy was leaving you. Why should she stay? What have you to offer? You are incomplete. Let's take a look into the future, shall we? You fly to Wendy's nursery and... what's this? The window's closed.
Peter: I'll open it.
Captain Hook: I'm afraid the windows barred.
Peter: I'll call out her name.
Captain Hook: She can't hear you.
Peter: No.
Captain Hook: She can't see you.
Peter: Wendy.
Captain Hook: She's forgotten all about you.
Peter: Stop it. Please. Stop it.
Peter: To live, would be an awfully big adventure.
Hook: Old... Alone... Done for.
Wendy: Peter... I should like to give you a kiss.
[Peter holds his hand out]
Wendy: Don't you know what a kiss is?
Peter: Well I shall know when you give me one.
Slightly: I remember kisses, let me see. Aye, that is a kiss. A powerful thing.
Wendy: Will you forget me Peter?
Peter: Me? Forget? Never.
Wendy: the secret kiss belongs to you jeremy and it always will.

1.Peter: Forget them, Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you'll never, never have to worry about grown up things again.
Wendy: Never is an awfully long time.
2.Smee: Captain, the ice is melting, the sun is out, and the flowers are all in bloom...
Captain Hook: He's back.
3.Wendy: Why do you hate him so?
4.Pirate: Beg for your lives.
John: My brother and I are English gentlemen. English gentlemen do not beg.
[Michael gets on his knees]
Michael: ...Please. Please.
5.Peter: Ready to lose the other one?
Captain Hook: Not this time.
6.Captain Hook: [to Wendy] Didst thou ever want to be a pirate?
7.Wendy: We must leave at once... before we, in turn, are forgotten.
8.Wendy: Might I have time to consider your generous offer?
Captain Hook: Absolutely.
Captain Hook: My new obsession is you.
Captain Hook: None of my crew will follow you... I swear it.
Wendy: What would mother think of my becoming a pirate?
9.Smee: Pan did you a favor, did he, Captain?
Captain Hook: A favor? 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... YOU CALL THAT A FAVOR?
10.[Wendy sews Peter's shadow to his feet]
Peter: Oh, the cleverness of me.
Wendy: Of course, I did nothing...
Peter: You did a little.
Wendy: Oh, the cleverness of you.
11.Peter: If you wish it.
Slightly: If you wish it?
12.Captain Hook: If I were you, I'd give up.
Peter: If you were me, I'd be ugly.
13.Peter: I do believe in fairies, I do, I do.
14.[Wendy has just become the Lost Boys' mother]
Peter: Discipline. That's what fathers believe in. We must spank all of the children now before they try to kill you again. Better yet, we should kill them.
Wendy: Father. I agree that they are... perfectly horrid, but... kill them and they should think themselves... important.
The Lost Boys: So important, Peter.
Curly: And unique.
Wendy: I, however, propose a much more vile punishment. Medicine. The dreadful, sticky, sweet kind.
The Lost Boys: Please kill us, Peter.
15.Wendy: This belongs to you, and always will
Peter: I want always to be a boy, and have fun.
Wendy: You say so, Peter, but I think it is your biggest pretend.
16.Wendy: Where do you live?
Peter: Second to the right, and then straight on till morning.
Wendy: They put that on the letters?
Peter: Don't get any letters.
Wendy: But your mother gets letters.
Peter: Don't have a mother.
Wendy: No wonder you were crying.
Peter: I wasn't crying about mothers. I was crying because I can't get this shadow to stick. And I wasn't crying.
17.Mr. Darling: [Shouting] No. I must become a man that children fear and adults respect, or we shall all end up in the street.
Mrs. Darling: George, not so loud.
Aunt Millicent: George, the neighbors will hear.
Mr. Darling: Let them hear. Let the whole world know. This
[indicating Nanna]
Mr. Darling: is not a nurse. This... is a dog.
[to Wendy]
Mr. Darling: Tomorrow, you will begin your instruction with Aunt Millicent. It's time for you to grow up.