peter / wendy

prompts for my lines because I've given up and literally don't know how I could possibly memorize and I need to be memorized in like two seconds this is genuinely my last resort thank you for coming to my Ted talk

first line!

all children…

except one, grow up. they soon know that they will grow up. two lines

you won’t…

forget me, Peter? before spring cleaning time comes?

fathers, the round pound, needlework…

two happy thoughts

cash for pulling out your tooth…

two happy thoughts

deftly sewn together.

move to sr bed

who is captain hook?

i forget them after i kill them.

who is Tinkerbell?

don’t you remember how you killed him and saved my life? peter?

tinker bell remembers.

oh Peter stand she drank poison for you:(

there are such a lot of them, I except she is dead by now.

*cross down left* you will remember me, though? won’t you? peter? *back to bed*

night lights. (all) all children, except one, grow up, they soon know that they will grow up.

*cross down left* and the way Wendy knew was this.

mr darling used to boast to wendy

go towards him, listen

by and by

cross up center, bond

he was really the grander character of the two

go back to bed, lay

ill stick it on with soap!

*sit up* boy, why are you crying?

what’s your name?

peter pan

second star to the right, and then straight on till morning.

*stand* wendy Moira Angela darling:) what’s your name?

where do you live?

*cross dl* what a funny address! is that what they put on the letters?

don’t get any letters.

don’t have a mother.

I wasn’t crying about mothers, I was crying because I cant get my shadow to stick on. besides, I wasn’t crying.

but your mother gets letters? *stairs*

oh Peter, no wonder you were crying:(

it has come off?

yes.

what’s sewn?

no i’m not.

how awful! you cant stick it on with soap. how exactly like a boy! it must be sewn on. *nightstand*

you’re dreadfully ignorant.

i shall sew it on for you, my little man. I daresay it will hurt a little. *stairs*

oh, I shan’t cry. I never cried in my life.

how clever I am! oh the cleverness of me!

you did a little.

perhaps I should have ironed it…

*put away* there never was a cockier boy! of course I did nothing.

well, if I am no use, I can at least withdraw. *bed*

wendy, one girl is more use than 20 boys!

yes, I do.

alright!

*sit up* do you really think so, Peter?

i think it’s perfectly sweet of you, and i’ll get up again, and I will give you a kiss if you like.

surely you know what a kiss is?

I shall know when you give it to me! / now shall I give you a kiss?

… i’ve lived a long long time among the fairies.

… ought to be one fairy for every boy and girl.

if you please! *lean* I will wear it on a chain around my neck. peter, how old are you? *nightstand*

you really know fairies?

ought to be? isnt there?

tink! tink!

you don’t hear her do you?

…how could I know you were in the drawer?

peter, you don’t mean to tell me that there is a fair in this room!

the only sound I hear is like a tinkle of bells.

oh Peter, if only she would stand still and let me see her!

they hardly ever stand still.

this lady says she wishes you were her fairy.

… because she mends out kettles and pots.

oh, the lovely!

what does she say Peter:)

tell me about your home.

I live with the lost boys!

…i’m captain.

you see, we have no female companionship.

who are they?

what fun it must be!

are none of the others girls?

girls are much too clever to fall out of their prams.

*cross down right* I think it’s perfectly lovely the way you talk about girls. I know you meant to be kind, so you may give me a kiss.

I thought you would want it back.

what’s that?

funny! now shall I give you a thimble?

oh, dear, I don’t mean a kiss, I mean… a thimble.

it’s like this:)

if you wish to!

what is it Wendy?

… every time I give you a thimble.

…do you know why I come here, wendy?

it was exactly as if someone where pulling my hair!

but why? *sit*

me?

…and none of the lost boys know any stories.

… your mother was telling you such a lovely story.

about the prince who couldn’t find the lady who wore the glass slipper.

how perfectly awful!

which story was it?

peter, that was Cinderella, and he found her, and they lived happily ever after. / where are you going?

to tell the other boys!

dont go Peter! *stand* I know such lots of stories

(not Peter) is someone… hello?

I told you! to tell the other boys!

wendy, do come with me and tell the other boys.

peter, where are you going?

don’t go Peter! I know such a lots of stories. / oh the stories I could tell to the boys! / let me go!!

oh, I cant. think of mommy! besides, I can’t fly.

i’ll teach you!

i’ll teach you how to jump on the winds back, and then away we go!

… you might be flying about with me saying funny things to the stars.

oh, how lovely to fly!

ooooo!

im scared…

and Wendy, there are mermaids

such long tails.

…wendy, you could tuck us in at night!

mermaids! with tails?

oh, to see a mermaid!

oh, Peter! *sit next to*

… none of us has any pockets.

you ready? / tada!

yes, i’m sweet!

of course it’s awfully fascinating!

how sweet!

how do you do it?

you just think wonderful thoughts, and they lift you up in the air!

… can you think of one?

don’t be silly, you’ve got to do better than that.

i cant:(

my mom.

happy thoughts!

wiggle your shoulders this way

… had been luring her.

mermaids Wendy!

one happy thought! oh look at me! do we dare go out?

i don’t know, peter

oooo! I don’t know if I can…

it’s easy Wendy, you can. i’ll protect you from pirates.

… the birds were flown.

im scared, please peter!

i’m flying!