Wendy: Once upon a time there was a boy named Peter Pan, who decided not to grow up♥
Hook:Skip the prologue
Wendy: So he flew away to Neverland where the pirates are.
Hook: What fun he must have had.
Wendy:Yes, but he was rather lonely.
Hool: Lonely? He needed a Wendy.
Pirate: I need a Wendy.
Hook: Why a Wendy?
Wendy: He liked my stories.
Hook: What stories?
Wendy: Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty.
Hook: Love stories?
Wendy: Adventures! In which good triumphs over evil!
Hook: They all end in a kiss.
Wendy: [Gasps]
Hook: A kiss. He does feel! He feels about you.
Hook: She told him stories. He taught her to fly. How?
Wendy: You just think happy thoughts. They lift you into the air.
Hook: Alas, I have no happy thoughts.
Wendy: That brings you down!
Hook: [threatens to cut Wendy's throat with his hook] How else?
Michael: Fairy dust! You need fairy dust!
The Lost Boys: Michael!
Hook: What of Pan? Would unhappy thoughts bring him down?
Wendy: He has no unhappy thought♥


Para todos esos que tenemos complejo de Peter Pan, para los niños que todos tenemos dentro, y para los de verdad, que son pequeñas lucecitas, muy feliz día!