Script Peter Pan
Script Peter Pan
Script Peter Pan
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Act III, Scene 3<br />
There is a pause. <strong>Peter</strong> makes as if to leave through the door when Mrs Darling holds out her<br />
arm and in her sleep calls to him<br />
Mrs Darling Oh <strong>Peter</strong> … <strong>Peter</strong> … bring them back to me. Bring my little ones back home.<br />
Wendy, John and Michael. (She tosses and turns, dreaming) Oh <strong>Peter</strong>, <strong>Peter</strong> … don’t let my<br />
children stay away too long.<br />
<strong>Peter</strong> (turning) But ― but Wendy is to stay with me and be my mother. (he becomes more<br />
confident) You will never see Wendy again, lady, for the window is closed.<br />
Mrs Darling Wendy, John, Michael … Oh <strong>Peter</strong>, bring them back to me … one day.<br />
<strong>Peter</strong> stares at Mrs Darling, reluctantly realizing where Wendy and the others truly belong.<br />
He becomes angry and upset<br />
<strong>Peter</strong> Oh, alright.<br />
The window opens<br />
We don’t want any silly mothers anyway, do we, Tink? Come on!<br />
<strong>Peter</strong> and Tinker Bell fly off into the night<br />
Music 37: Instrumental<br />
The stage brightens gradually as the orchestra begins to play and soon Wendy, John and<br />
Michael appear at the window and cautiously enter the nursery. They look around<br />
Michael John, I think I’ve been her before.<br />
John Of course you have, silly. Look, there is your old bed. I say! The kennel!<br />
Wendy Perhaps Nana is inside it.<br />
John (looking in) Hallo, there’s a man inside it.<br />
Wendy (looking in) It’s Father.<br />
Michael Let me see Father. (he looks) He is not as big as the pirate I killed ― and who’s that?<br />
(he points to Mrs Darling)<br />
Wendy Why! That’s Mother!<br />
Michael Then you are not our real mother, Wendy?<br />
Wendy Oh dear! It’s quite time we came back.<br />
John Let us creep up behind her and put our hands over her eyes.<br />
Wendy No, let us all slip into our beds and be there when she wakes up, just as if we had<br />
never been away.<br />
The children all agree and do just that<br />
Music 38: Instrumental<br />
Wendy (calling) Mother!<br />
Mrs Darling (answering in her sleep) That’s Wendy.<br />
John (calling) Mother!<br />
Mrs Darling That’s John.<br />
Michael (still rather uncertainly) Mother?<br />
Mrs Darling And, oh, that’s Michael, and when they call I stretch out my arms to them, but<br />
they never come, they never come.<br />
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