Script Peter Pan

Act II, Scene 5 21
ACT II
SCENE 1
The Neverland. A clearing in the middle of a forest
The forest is leafy and dense; the trees are old and have gnarled fairy-tale roots. There is a large
tree trunk L, which has a hidden door. LC is a clump of red-spotted mushrooms, in the midst of
which is a large prominent mushroom. It is big enough to comfortably act as a seat for a weary
traveller
As the Lights come up, the Lost Boys are playing in the clearing. There are six altogether: Tootles,
rather a simple sort of chap, the tallest and the leader in Peter’s absence; Nibs, gay, happy and
debonair; slightly, rather conceited; Curly, who is a little timid with long tangled curly hair; and
The Twins who are identical
Each Lost Boy is dressed in rough animal furs stitched inexpertly into patchwork patterns. They are
all unkempt, unwashed and blissfully happy. All carry knives in their belts and Tootles and Nibs
carry bows and arrows
Suddenly in the distance, pirates can be heard singing and in a flash the Lost Boys, save Nibs, dive
for cover through the door in the tree trunk with suitable cries: “Pirates”, “Look out”, “Hide ―
quickly” etc. Nibs disappears into the forest US, accidentally dropping his bow in his hurry
The pirates’ singing becomes louder and closer
Pirates (singing; off)
A vast belay, yo ho, heave ho
A-pirating we go
And if we’re parted by a shot
We’re sure to meet below!
Music 12: Pirates’ Song
The villainous pirates enter: Cecco, the Italian; Bill Jukes, tattooed all over; Gentleman Starkey,
rather on the weedy and ineffectual side; Skylights; Smee, an oddly genial man, old, eccentric,
with spectacles; Noodler; Mullins
In the midst of them reclines James Hook, their captain. He lies at his ease in a rough chariot or
sedan chair carried by his men. Instead of a hand he has
An iron hook which he is polishing carefully. He is dressed in the attire of Charles II and in his
mouth he has a holder which enables him to smoke two cigars at once. The pirates continue to
sing
Yo ho, yo ho, the pirate life
The flag o’skull and bones
A merry hour, a hempen rope
And hey for Davy Jones.