When Wendy Grew Up - Act 2

Hello, Mamie present soon to be Peter Pan's new fairy.
Now where did we leave off?
Oh?
Yes, Wendy.
On the eve of her sixteenth birthday, the Wendy Human
gets a dire warning from the Great Peter Pan.
Or does she.
It's been years since her last visit to Neverland, and
her looming adulthood makes her question her memories. When Wendy's
smallest brother, Michael, gets a terminal diagnosis from a doctor,
Wendy is determined to take him to Neverland to save him.
This is where I come in. Wendy lures me a beautiful.
Fairy much better than Tankerball, into Michael's nursery to sprinkle
them with fairy dust and leave London behind.
Okay, Dennis, now it's all you.
Slay slay, I like you.
I mean, I can't see where you wouldn't.
You're right? Episode two, Exterior Neverland day povy of Wendy's
eyes opening and making out a baby blue sky and
the face of a young man in tattered clothes, Juke seventeen,
looking down at her. Wendy sits up with a gasp.
She notices she's in the Lost Boy's lair, but It's quiet,
empty and ravaged, cracked doorways, household belongings scattered about, broken bowls, mugs,
and red exes painted on the doors. Wendy slowly stands
up and looks around.
Where are all the lost boys?
Jukes reaches to touch her head, hands.
Off, sting.
Your father teach you how to be a gentleman?
Are you an angel? He fell right from the sky?
I fell? Where's Michael? Michael?
Michael Jukes covers Wendy's mouth with his hand and tucks
behind a tree. Wendy tries screaming sh.
Coming.
Wendy quiets. After a moment, a small group of pirates
passes by, and Wendy's eyes widened at the sight of them.
After the pirates have gone, Jukes releases Wendy.
I didn't hurt you, did I?
Wendy shakes her head.
No.
Juke smiles. He's quite handsome. Wendy looks around again eerie's silence.
Are you one of the last boys? Jakes?
I'm right here.
See your lost boy. Hold on to him for me,
will you. I'll be right back, I'll move.
Jukes winks at Wendy before running off to join the
pirates and disappearing out of sight. An acorn falls on
Wendy's head. Wendy looks up and sees an old treehouse
perched on a sturdy un high above her. Rectangles of
wood lead the way up as a ladder.
Michael, would you stop crowing, girl and get up here
before the pirates come back and kills you.
Wendy begins climbing up the ladder. Step step, step, crack.
Wendy slips, hanging on by just one hand, and gasps loud.
Wendy regains her footing and continues climbing up so high
now she can see nearly all of Neverland. A town
of pirate ships encompass the water. The Mermaid's Lagoon is dark.
The Indian camp has collapsed teepees. Mamey appears in front
of Wendy, startling.
Her, where's Peter. Hmm, I don't know something's wrong. Yeah,
that's quite obvious. Thank you for that, Wendy.
Wendy looks and sees Michael inside the treehouse. Interior Treehouse Day.
Wendy and Mamie enter the treehouse and shut the door.
Michael to give Wendy a hug.
What's happened to Neverland.
I don't know, but we have to find Peter.
Exterior Neverland night. Two moons rise up as the sun
sets on Neverland. The sky flashes a brilliant pink before
melting into the dark blue of night. Windows of the
pirate ships on the water glow. A light of fire
materializes in the woods near the lagoon. Interior treehouse night. Wendy, Michael,
and many peer out the window. The fire in the
distance reflecting in their eyes.
Could be tiger Lily, could be Peter, could be the
lost Boys. Let's go and find out. Could be pirates.
Pirates are old, and old people sleep all night because
they can't see in the dark.
She's right, Wendy.
Wendy shakes their head, unsatisfied.
I suppose we'll just live in this dusty treehouse forever.
Okay, but be careful, understood, never we my side.
Michael nods in agreement and opens the door slowly. Mamie
buzzes out of the treehouse. Michael looks at Wendy and
flashes her the biggest smile.
Why are you smiling? Spend an off long time since
we've been on an adventure.
Michael exits, climbing down the ladder exterior Lost Boy's Lair night.
Wendy and Michael step onto the ground. Mami glows, lighting
the way like a torch. They walk gingerly through the lair,
built in the middle of a heavily forested area. Wendy
and Michael clutch hands as they delicately dodge household items
liftering the walkway through the woods.
What is this pigsty? It was the last boy's layer crack.
Wendy and Michael freeze. Mamie dims, who's there? Silence?
Come out and show yourself?
Slowly A figuring merchants holding two axes.
H get who are you?
Leave or all attack?
A boy comes rushing at them wielding two axes. Mamy
emits a blinding light from her body, forcing the boy
to freeze and protect his eyes. As the light dims,
Michael sees curly curly aged six with wild curly hair,
the slight figure and mud coating his face and hands.
It's us, Wendy and Michael. I don't know you. We
were here a few years ago.
Wendy reaches for him, and Curly yelps out.
And rage, Ah, stay back or else.
Wendy, Michael, and Mami exchange looks, and Wendy kneels down
to be the same height as Curly.
I used to sing you to sleep.
Remember we're friends. I'm friend with no grown ups. Now
get away from me.
I'm no grown up. Let's leave this wild child, but
he's all alone.
Who oven hon goo goo goo goo gory go hon
holn goio.
Go flasted my tarling Beyo.
Slowly Curly lowers his weapons, dropping them at his side,
and crumbles into sobs. Wendy rushes to him, hugging him,
and he falls into her as he cries. Curry Curly
pulls away from Wendy, looking at her, wiping his tears
from his cheeks.
Where's Peter?
Curly slumps his head quiet. Wendy, Michael, and Amy exchange looks.
What's happened here?
Curley looks up and slowly curls one finger into a hook.
Amy's light casts a shadow, and Wendy and Michael look
over to the giant hook on the wall of a
deserted lost boy Home interior Lost Boy's Lair. Curly sits
huddled in the corner of the room. When Wendy approaches
him with Michael and Mamie holding a cup of tea.
How long has it been like this.
Since Hook came back?
Curly takes a loud sith. Mamie taps Wendy's shoulder.
I came here with the promise of a glamorous life
as Peter's fairy. Where's Peter in this pirate infested wasteland.
Peter will come back and rescue me.
Wendy, Michael, and Mamie exchange glances.
Where did Peter go?
Maybe to fix the crocodile.
Peter came back from London with metal bits and us
lost boys fix up the crocodile to hunt the pirates,
but it could use some work. What about the warriors
all captured or killed except for the princess. Pirates keep
looking for her, but I've heard you'd gone.
Mad the princess Tiger Lily.
Tiger Lily could call Peter.
We can't go into the woods, it's covered in pirate traps.
Well, what about the mermaids.
I don't trust mermaids.
Maymi tilts her head to be followed. Wendy and Michael
accompany her to the far corner of the room.
I don't want to be known as the fairy who
got two mortals killed. I'll get shunned. I'm already a
laughing stock. So back to London.
What about Curly?
He's our rock in our shoe. It's time to toss
him out.
We can't go back.
If we go back, then Michael.
Will wen DC's Michael look at her with wide eyes.
We find tiger Lily so called Peter.
He'll defeat Hook and Neverland will be safe again for Michael,
I mean for everyone.
But we can't go for the woods.
We're smarter than those pirates. Will keep our eyes and
mind sharp for pirate traps.
And you've got me maybe twelves knocking over several teacups
on my shelf, clattering onto the floor.
But what about the crocodile. It'll be coming for her
who you said it hunts pirates?
Her?
Grown up? It hunts grown ups. Pirates are grown ups.
When it's close, you'll hear tick tuck tick, and it'll
be too late to run.
I'm no grown up.
Could a grown up fly to Neverland?
Curly shrugs. Exterior forest, Indian camp day, Wendy, Michael, Curley
and Manie make their way through a heavy forest. Curly
drags his feet behind the group as they enter the
Warrior camp, walking through tall wooden posts circling the camp
like a fence. A few teepees are collapsed, but smoke
is rising up from an extinguished campfire. Curly is shaking
and muttra.
What if Peter comes back and I'm not there?
And Danny if you gets me?
Wait grip black goo hits Wendy's arm. She touches it. Michael, Mami, Curley,
and Wendy all look up and see severed heads on
top of the posts. Michael opens his mouth to scream,
and Wendy slaps her hand over it. Curley's face is
twisted in horror. A shadow of a person moves inside
a teepee.
Peter, did you say?
Peter?
Sh Curly tucks behind a fallen log, pulling Wendy and
Michael down next to it. Starbuck and Tulley emerge from
the teepee. Mamy quickly hides behind the tiptover tin mug
by the campfire. The pirates look around, shrug, and return
to the teepee. Mamy swiftly flies to the opening of
the teepee.
Oh Amy.
Wendy hears rustling deep in the forest behind them. She
looks nothing seems to be moving. Wendy nods toward the forest,
instructing Michael and Curly to follow.
Those pirates are going to kill your fairy.
We can't leave, Mamy.
Michael moves toward the teepees and Wendy grabs his arm.
You promised me to stay close. Remember, Mamie will catch up.
Interior tepee day. Mamie sneaks into the teepee, which looks
much larger inside, housing a bed, a desk, and a kitchenette.
Starbuck and Tully stumble and slump into chairs, grubbing their
eyes and taking a swig of brandy. Still waking up,
I swear I heard.
A voice, a loss, a voice of an angel, todder Lily.
Ah, your dreams you did.
Maybe it'd been a bird. Oh for goss DoD you
be ifink a bird toxic O.
I'm so happy.
The pirates continue to back her as Mamie scans the teepee,
spotting something down below, and makes a bee line for it.
Exterior forest day, Wendy, Michael, and Curly wait nervously. Russell
or Russell catches Wendy's ear, and she searches for movement.
Someone are some things here.
Wendy takes a few cautious steps deeper into the forest.
Michael and Curley.
Forever it's pirates. What if it's Peter?
We should go back.
Michael picks up a stick and takes a few bold
steps ahead.
Michael, stay close.
Look at these fools, Meath are horrible chaps.
Michael tosses his stick and zoop. A rope closes in
and snatches the stick up like a flying snake. Wendy
and Michael silence themselves. Tick talk, tick tok tick top
tick talk.
It's coming for you.
Don't say that, Wendy. Are you gonna be okay?
Nothing bad is gonna happen.
Suddenly, a rope closes in around Michael's ankles and he
flies upside down above the trees. Wendy and Curly spin around,
and Michael's nowhere to be seen.
Michael, Michael, Michael Wyatt.
Zop. Curly's legs zip up with the rope, and he's
hijacked into the sky.
I kind of shocked when I said, awesome, difficult, just right.
Back, Yes, I'll start again. Zop, Curly's legs zip up
with rope and he's hijacked into the sky. As he screams,
Wendy tries to chase and grab him, but she's too late.
She stands still among the trees, and a few fallen
leaves dance down and land at her feet. Tick top
tick tock tick top. Wendy holds her breath. The crocodile
emerges violently from behind a wall of leaves, large, half
mechanical and half green flesh with two glowing green clots
for eyes, the hands ticking. Wendy squeezes her eyes shut
as the crocodile walks right up to her. It takes
several whirling sniffs in puff steam breath on to her
before continuing on. Wendy opens her eyes as the top
tick top becomes faint, Wendy exhales with a smile. Alone,
she scans the forest floor before spotting a conspicuous arrangement
of leaves. Wendy peers up at the dense ceiling of
the forest when she hears muffled pirate voices calm, Wendy
quick spots another pile of leaves, spots a rope. Wendy
grabs the rope yankee zeep. She is pulled over head
exterior tree tops. Day Wendy flies, holding onto the rope,
zipping up and up and up toward the tree tops.
The pins of her hair doo unfastened. As she reaches
the top underneath the canopy, she faces an upside down
Michael and Curly.
Did the crocodile come for you?
It walked right by me. You look too big to
be a kid to me.
John says she, stunted. Are parrot's gonna get us?
Not if we cut ourselves loose? Next time, you do
as I say.
Understood, Curley pulls out one of his axents and hands
it to Wendy.
Excellent, how is maybe gonna find us?
Now we should go back to.
The layer and wait for beat.
Wendy swings and swings to a tree trunk, reaching for
a vine. Missus swings again and grabs hold of the vine,
letting go of the rope.
Michael swing over to me.
Michael slings his body back and forth until he's swinging.
He reaches, reaches and grabs hold of Wendy's hand. She
quickly cuts Michael loose. Wendy waves Curly over. Curly swings,
reaching for Wendy's extended hand he swings back far, disappearing
behind a thick wall of leaves on the other side.
Wendy and Michael spring up and look at each other curly.
After a moment, the rope swings back without curry cream.
Michael reaches and grabs hold of the rope.
Michael, you have to think, understood.
You can't just be running off and chasing without a thought.
It's a trap.
Michael's silent for a moment and shrugs.
So maybe it's a trap. What else are we gonna do?
Wendy nods and holds onto the rope as well.
One two weeklets.
Michael pushes them off the vine. They swing across, straight
through the wall of leaves. An empty rope returns interior
tpee day. Mamy pulls a folded piece of paper out
of the trash bin and flops it open on the desk.
Peter Pan's face stares back from a wanted poster that
reads Peter Pan for five hundred gold coins.
Oh hello, aren't you the most beautiful and tall and
graceful fairy Neverland has ever seen?
You must be my fairy.
Starbuck and tell you you're playing a card game war
An ace and the king are put down, neither move
to take the cards.
Huh, Mary's beats your king, Um king be says, don't
she just cuzy beuluten'll be calling a ge huh ib
yee be ach.
Starbuck stands up, knocking over the table and the cards
with it.
Yeah.
Tully throws his hand up and starts picking up the
cards from the ground. Mami carefully folds the wanted poster
as the pirates argue and fight each other. As Tully's
tackled by Starbuck, they both spot Mamy holding the folded
up poster.
Be a bug.
Hello, rude pirate, I'm Peter Pan's new fairy. I see
he's not here in this fine tent, so I'll leave
you two to your sad life here.
What do you reckon, Tully? Are they let us.
Fox? This is not a fox?
What do you reckon?
Tully?
Good?
Let us back on the ship. If we brought in
Peter's fairy, I reckon, ye're not stupid.
If all.
The pirates lunge for Mamie, she zips up high but
gets caught in a kettle held by Starbuck. The kettle
shakes and bubbles with dense and craters until Starbuck drops it.
Mamy bursts out of the kettle, laughing at the pirates
flying backwards. Tully and Starbucks scramblers. Mami runs into a chair,
pictures cups until she finally gets pulled to the ground
by a net ha Tully leers at Mamie as he
holds up the other end of a butterfly catcher. I
got here Peter's Ferry exterior treetops Branch May's Day. Wendy
did Michael stand on a thick branch surrounded by a
wall of leaves. They're both in awe the endless maze
of branches before them. Wendy looks at Michael, raises her
finger to her lips with the silent Michael nods up ahead.
The leaves start to rustle, rolling like an incoming way.
It's something moving across the branches, approaching closer to Wendy
and Michael, closer and closer ron Wendy shakes her head
no as the rolling leaves charge towards them. Wendy steps
in front of Michael and squeezes her eyes shut silence.
Wendy opens her eyes and sees an arrowhead inches away.
Wendy focuses on the blade for a moment before moving
down the line of the arrow and seeing Tiger Lily,
the fifteen year old indigenous girl adorned with a necklace
of ears and wearing armor, wielding the bow and arrow.
Who are you, Tiger Lily? Is that you? How'd you
get here?
Tiger Lily leaps down and lands on the branch level
with Wendy and Mia.
We're looking for Peter. There is no Peter here, and
you wasted four five of my traps.
Those were your traps.
Zoop, zoop. Tiger Lily takes off, swiftly down the branch
and leaping onto a nearby tree. Wendy and Michael follow
her and freeze when behind the curtain of leaves they
see Tiger Lily reach two pirates hung upside down. She
cuts them down, then they fall, screaming until they're silence.
With a crunch, Tiger Lily emerges through the leaves, facing
Wendy and Michael again, you killed them?
How could you me?
You think I'm cruel for showing no mercy when they're
after me.
We can't kill even pirates?
And why is that?
Because holy monsters would take away life?
If that's what it takes to stay alive. Then I'm
a monster.
Tiger Lily continues walking helpless.
Call Peter. Do I look helpful?
It would help you too? How blind are you?
I'm in a tree.
All my things have been destroyed by those priate you
want to keep alive, including my flute, which is the
only way I could call anyone.
Can we find you another one? Maybe you can make one?
Will you both stop following me about Peter. Peter pan
is dead.
Silence Wendy and Michael Freese. Tiger Lily continues on. She
pauses grief remorse, but then jumps onto a branch and
disappears behind the leaves. Michael fishes for Wendy's hand, She
grabs it, and they stand alone in the vast greenery
of the trees. Exterior forest day, Mamie, trapped in a jar,
hangs from Starbucks's belt as he runs with Tully across
the forest floor. Mamie slips and tumbles with the bumps
from the run.
I hate jars, hate them.
They break through a wall of trees and stand atop
a hill, looking down at the ocean and pirate dop town,
where a majestic ship is anchored. He perks up looking
at the ship.
How much do you think we can get? Ten gold coins? Oh,
I'll take twenty.
Exterior treetops tree branches. Day peov through leaves, watching Wendy
and Michael make their way through the branch maze. Once
they're gone, Curly steps out and takes off running in
the opposite direction. Curly slips and falls through the leaves
down a cylindrical hole made of twisted tree branches, screaming.
The branches swoop and turn like a slide as he
keeps plummeting. The slide ends in a jump, and Curly
is flung into the air, landing abruptly in the makeshift
hammock made of vines. An arrowflies, hitting the tree trunk
right next to his face.
Curly screams, hey, I've thought all you lost boys were
captured by pirates.
You thought wrong, just like you're wrong about Peter. He's alive.
Tiger Lily turns away, and Curly jumps down from the
hammock and walks to catch up with her.
Your new friends are looking for Peter too, a girl
and a boy.
They're not my friends, and I told them they wouldn't
find him here. Peter's going to be looking for me
at the layer.
There's nothing left there.
There's nothing left in your camp either, it's all burned down.
I know that.
That's why I'm leaving Neverland, and he'll have one less
monster on this island.
Curley runs a few steps to catch up to Tiger
Lily again, leaving how Tiger Lily pulls back a branch,
revealing a clear view of the dock like ants, pirates
are lining up to the great ship.
Something's happening, hook pirates. Everyone's distracted. It's a sign. See
that little boat over there, That dinghy's my ticket off
this island.
Curly squints, spotting the small odd bird roped up on
the side of the massive pirate ship.
Where are you going?
As long as it's not here, I don't care.
Exterior pirate ship day. Starbuck hands Maimie in a jar
to an elder pirate who inspects her. Tully gives Starbuck
a thumbs up.
Nah, that's not it's very it's fairy died.
Begone, you filthy, desperate dogs.
Dotty god coins. Then will te.
Elder pirate laughs at the two pirates haggling, and places
the jar on a window sill. Maimi pushes up against
the lid, trying to escape.
Not be gone your filthy dogs, our here before you's killed.
We won't talk to the captain here.
We won't back all the ship.
We've been looking for Tiger long enough.
Elda Pirate takes his sword and runs it through Starbucks's gut.
His eyes bulge and he falls back dead. Tally holds
his hand up and runs off the ship. Oh I
think one of these been the one. Mamy perks up
at the man's voice and turns to look through the
window of Hook's chambers. Interior Pirate ship Hooks Chambers day
a silver hook taps on the corner of James Hook's
fifties mouth lost in thought. James Hook has well groomed hair,
striking eyes, and is donned in an all white gentleman's
suit of regency era England. Got im right outside the
Last Lads Lail Mami stretches her neck to get a
look at Smee sixties, a portly man with an omnipresent
smile standing next to two small boys six with SATs
over their heads. James Hook approaches the two trembling boys
and removes the sacks with his hook. He kneels face
to face with the scared boys, examining them. No take from.
Away and saving a as the last nearby Y's wells
was Peter fads in the brig.
Now the two boys gasp behind the sacks and James freezes.
Good form, Peter Pan on my ship? Are you sure
it's him? Even flying the song with me own eyes?
And be Peter Pan cap'n alive and in netherland.
James, your faces tapping, thinking, shaking his hand. No, something
isn't right, Smee. Why was he caught so easily?
And why now when there's nothing left but.
To be saying. I am saying Peter Pan only gets.
Caught because he wants to be caught, and we have
walked right into his trap.
Oh so we let him go.
Don't be stupid, sweet.
James. Hook takes a final swig of his Scotch before
grabbing his coat off the coat rack, white and lined
with blood red velvet, swinging it around him.
You know what to do, Smie.
Smee's left alone in Hook's chambers with a slam of
the heavy wooden door.
I didn't I'll have found out why I need a
door and I'm.
Doing it to better ben exterior pirate ship continues. Mamie
turns away from the window and does an excited jig.
She tries pushing against the lid once more.
No budge, a bloody jar. Ahoy, maybe cap'in hook be
on is wait in the deck.
Pirates stop working and look around nervously.
Get that there, wishful filling fairy off his window.
Jude picks up the John looks at MAIMI.
I don't know if fairies can make wishes come true?
The beautiful ones do?
Well?
What would you like, young pirate?
Ah?
I think I really like a kiss.
Hmm.
I'm a bit small for you, don't you think? Not?
You from an angel? I saw a fall from the
sky this morning.
Granted, Now let me out.
Jukes twists the lid of the jar and Mamie zips
up into the sky, heaving behind a trail of pixie dust.
Hi, what about my kiss? Very sad times much less.
Sun Interior brig Hull Day. James Hook approaches a lonely
metal door with a small grated window. He pauses for
a brief moment before peering inside. A shadow of an
adolescent boy lays in mid air, as though he's resting
on an invisible hammock, whistling a Neverland tune. James reels
back from the window, his eyes darting, What game are
you playing? Exterior Treetops, Rocky Cliff Day, Wendy and Michael
stand on the end of a thick branch where the
forest ends and rocky cliffs fall to the ocean below.
Wendy looks down. The water splashes violently beneath them.
Okay, I'm free, let's jump.
No, we can fall into those rocks.
We can fly, but we don't have any more.
Pixy dust on us.
Michael slumps. Wendy reaches for Michael, and he pulls away
from her.
Peter would know what to do, well, Peter's not here.
He's Wendy's quiet for a moment. She shakes her head.
Dead.
Don't stay dead, He's alive.
We still go back home. I forgot so farther.
Goodbye, then Russell, Russell Russell. Wendy slowly turns to look
back into the forest and sees the leaves moving BIRDI.
Wendy slaps a hand over Michael's mouth.
Impossible, He'll they get up here.
Wendy costs a gaze up baby blue sky, cumulus clouds,
and a large never bird flapping along.
Look the never bird.
What's a neverbird?
Michael's eyes widen as the seven foot pirate surfaces out
from the leaves, slow but agile. Wendy points her brother's
attention to the never bird.
It'll take us to.
The mermaids lagoon. I bet they would have something that
Tiger Lily could play and call Peter.
But Tiger Lily say that we have a way.
She'll try it, even if she thinks. Hope can't die,
even when you think it has.
Wendy whistles. The neverbird turns its large neck and looks
back to Michael and Wendy, waving one never bird. The
neverbird flies toward Wendy and Michael, and they cheer. The
large pirate swings his saber as he makes his way
toward Wendy and Michael. Swish, swish, swish. Michael scrambles back
and drops off the edge.
Michael.
Wendy looks over the edge. She can't see him, but
then hears Wendy jump. Water crashes violently down far below.
Jump, Where where are you just jump?
The seven foot pirate now inches away, swings at Wendy,
and finally she leaps, just missing the saber. Wendy saws
through the sky and she laughs with glee, just before
she turns down and her smile morphs into a scream.
The large Neverbird with Michael on top, rolls in front
of Wendy like a train, catching her. Wendy hugs the
neck of the Never Bird tightly. Wendy look Wendy looks
below at the pirate court town and one magnificent ship
that carries caged grafts floating on the water. Wendy squints
and sees children huddled in the cages.
They're children, lost boys?
Can you get closer?
Never Bird shakes her head.
No.
A bright ball of light appears in front of Wendy
and Michaels. The Neverbird squawks unpleasantly, propelling from the light.
Wendy and Michael struggle to hold onto the bird, and
they cover their eyes from the glow. They clutch each
other's hands. Just as the light dims. Wendy and Michael
look up and see Mamie sitting on Neverbird's head.
Why are you two on a bird? And where's the
wild child?
We lost him?
That child's a ferald cat. We should have never taken
him in. Where have you been?
Oh?
Who?
Me? Just frolicking around and finding Peter Pan.
Wendy and Michael's eyes white.
Peter's alive, of.
Course he's alive. He's Peter Pan for crying out loud.
He's got a plan too. I don't know what it is,
but he was captured on purpose.
Wendy pears down at the ship beneath that.
He didn't forget us. Peter Pan doesn't forget. He's an elephant.
We have to help him.
Oh no, no, no, no, no no no no no
no no no. According to oh no no no no, no, no,
no no no. According to that sinister man with a hook,
that won't be necessary. Captain Hook, that's the man's actual name.
Hook is that irony.
We can't leave him with hook.
Hook is dangerous. We have to think about this. I
didn't bring you all the way here just for you
to get yourself killed. You do as I say, understood.
Michael lays down on the Neverbird's back, covering his face.
Wendy spots purpled skin underneath his shirt. It's lifted a bit.
She pulls it up more to reveal a large bruise
covering his ribs and bad. Wendy and Mami exchange.
Glances, take us to the Mermaid Lagoon.
Never bird cuts right, swooping down diving. Wendy holds tight,
squeezing her eyes shut. Mamy, perched on the bird's head,
lifts up both arms, squealing with glee.
Whee.
Exterior Mermaid Lagoon Day. Wendy, Michael, and Mamie stand on
the rock in the middle of the lagoon, watching the
Never Bird fly off back above the clouds and out
of sight.
Mamie, I need you to go to the ship and
find a way in and quickly. I want to be
ready to move as soon as the sunsets straight away,
Miss Wendy.
Mamie salutes and zips off, flying away. Michael sits suddenly collapses,
head in his hands. Wendy rushes to his side.
Oh, Michael, I'm fine, I'm not a baby.
Wendy lifts Michael's shirt to study the bruise.
You're hurt.
Must have been from falling on the Neverbird. I was
there from before, before when.
Four in London.
Wendy grabs a leaf, twist it to make a cup
and scoops in water from the lague. A hand reaches
for Wendy. Out of the water. Wendy falls back, watching
a purple tail flick up before dipping back underwater. Mermaid
laughter echoes back to Wendy. Wendy carefully fills a cup
with water. Again.
Drink this.
I don't like it.
It's just different. Drink it. It's good for you.
Michael takes another big gulp of water before laying his
head down on Wendy's lap and falling fast asleep.
Destructure definitely.
Okay, hellove my baby be lying here.
Hi, lie here, Hello, lie in here, hellove to my
baby be lying here.
To go and gather playberries.
The lagoon water begins to light up with swirls of
purples and pinks. Out pop up the heads of several
mermaid children, heads and elbows propped up on the rock, listening.
Hon hon codiogle, I never found my babio.
Exterior Pirate ship sunset. Maimi, perched on top of the mast,
looks down as the pirates march in with several platters
of food. They set up a magnificent dinner on a
long table on the center of the deck.
I found the week brown Otter's track, the.
Track the otters track.
I found the wee brown Otter's track, but never trayce
My ba Bill.
Mami flies down to the window of the captain's quarters,
where Captain Hook is sipping a glass of brandy, sitting
in front of an open wooden case. He looks at
several items inside that Mamie cannot make up. Mamie slips
on a bottle corn, slamming into the glass window with
a tap. Captain Hook turns to look, but Mamie is
already tucked away behind the sip. Hook opens the window.
The pirates and Smeeth straightened out upon seeing their captain.
Everything swell captain, yes, he just carry on. I'll get
you dinner when be ready, and keep it covered.
I want it hot.
Pirates quickly place lids on the serving plates. Exterior treetop
tree branches sunset. Tiger Lily sits with curly around the campfire.
Tiger Lily carves a cylindrical piece of wood. She blows
on it. It makes a tune and continues to work.
What if you get lost at sea? Where would you go?
Tiger Lily stops sharpening.
Tons of places there'd be a map on that pirate ship.
They both turn their heads as a voice echoes through
the thick leaves.
Holdn holn gotiocle.
I lost my dog and big Peel. I like that song.
Oh it's that song the Wendy sung it to me
like my mommy used to.
You don't remember your mom, not what she looks like
or anything, but I remember that song, like that moon.
It's the same one I saw before Neverland.
I remember.
Exterior pirate ship sunset. Mami flies around the pirate ship,
dodging pirates as they swatted her and carry platters of
food from the dock. Mami reaches the back of the ship,
where she lands on one of the raft cages full
of children, boys and girls. The children don't seem to
notice their just staring off into space. St Hello boy,
child Patches eight looks up?
Are you a lost boy? I need to know where
they're keeping Peter.
Pan Patcha shrugs. Mamie rolls her eyes and flies inside
the raft cage and tugs on the child's ear.
Human, how do you get to the brig deep inside
the hole? Who keeps the key? Is that why Peter
hasn't come to rescue us. Have faith in chin up boy,
You'll have your Peter back in no time.
Pat just pulls his hat over his eyes as he
puts his head down on his arms and knees. Mami
looks at him and the other set children. She frowns
before flying on Interior pirate ship Captain's quarters. Night. Captain
Hook gives one last look out his window and begins
to retreat when he hears a faint voice.
I found the.
Trail of the mountain Mist, the mountain Mist, the mountain Mist.
I found the trail of the mountain Mist for a
trace of my babe.
Bill James, who clenches his heart and his knees buckles.
Smee enters and sees his captain half collapsed, and quickly
runs to him, pulling him away from the window and
shutting him down. You hear that, singings me. I thought
it'd be nice.
I know you hated it on when I show it,
I can still shoot it.
No, No, that would be bad form. It's just that
voice here he breaks my hard.
Oh, and that'd be good suck quite invigorates me. I
think this is a good night for an adventure, A
good night to kill Peter pan exterior Mermaid Lagoon night.
Wendy, with Michael still on her lap, finishes her lullaby,
stroking his hair. A bright ball comes creening toward Wendy.
Maybe did you find Peter?
Of course, he's deep inside the hull and hook keeps
the key. Does he need to be back home or something?
He does not look good.
Wendy looks down at Michael. He's sweating large beads.
He'll be fine once I rescue Peter.
Wendy wipes Michael's forehead with the bottom of her skirt.
His eyes flutter awake, and he looks up at Mamie
and Wendy's eyes watching him with concern.
Where am I the Mermaid Lagoon? I was worried I'd
wake up in the hospital and wheels. We know where
Peter is. I'm going to get him out and Neverland
will be safe again.
Aren't you a little large for stealthy sneaking? Michael and
I can sneak around easy.
Michael stands up and beams absolutely not.
It's going to be me and only me. You too,
stay here?
Why because you think I'm a baby?
I'm keeping you safe?
This isn't an adventure for me.
It's for you.
Why did you bring me here? If I'm just ruining
your fun?
That's not true.
It is you trust me so little you'd rather face
pirates alone, even though you're too big and grown up
to sneak past them.
I'm not grown up.
Fine, you can come, but only for lookout, understood.
Michael nods, angry but satisfying.
And how are you.
Gonna sneak past the ship full ofates?
Wendy pulls out a small bronze tin from her pocket
and opens it up pink wax. She dips her fingers
into it, slightly, dabbing it delicately on her lips.
I have a plan.
Exterior docks pirate ship night. Two pirates chat by the ramp.
Behind them, A figure leaps gracefully off the dark on
to the side of the ship. Another smaller figure jumps,
barely making it grunting reach it. The pirates turn to
look just as he disappears. To the back. Tiger Lily
waits as Curly struggles to scale toward her.
Don't get me caught.
Tiger Lily pulls herself up to the window of the
captain's quarters. It's empty.
All clear. I'll find the map. You stay here and
keep watch.
Then you help me get back to the layer.
Just worry about your part.
I'm good for mine.
Curly spots the rafts floating at the back of the ship.
He leans back for a bit of you and sees
cages of lost boys. Curley's jaw drops into a smile.
Pockets no nap latches.
Sh Tiger Lily looks and sees the cages behind the ship.
Cruey, is that you?
I'm coming?
Tiger Lily grabs Curly by the collar. He's hanging off
the edge of the ship.
What do you think you're doing?
I uh, free them, they can help.
I'm not here on a rescue mission.
Understood.
Tiger Lily swings Curly back onto the ship and he
clings onto the side tremble exterior Pirate ship deck night.
A few pirates play a sea shanty as dinners well underway.
James hook sits at the head of the table, sipping brandy,
his plate untouched. On the dock, Michael and Mamie hide
behind barrels. Wendy nods to them before taking a deep
breath and boldly sauntering up the ramp right onto the
deck of the ship. Wendy spots Jukes, the young pirates
she met upon arrival, and eyes him with a nervous swallow.
She presses her lips together evenly, spreading the pink wax slowly.
All the pirates notice her. They stop eating, stop conversing,
and stop playing their instruments.
Look, this was a stupid plan.
Juke's beams seeing Wendy and confidently walks over to her,
reaching out his hand.
It's you the angel.
Did a fairy bring you in?
Erm?
How did you know? Give him a kiss.
Wendy looks at Maimie, confused as Jukes leads her into
the crowd of pirates. James hook Cranesy's neck from the
far end of the table, p SMI who is there?
Ah looks like a lass? Well I see that. How
did she get here? She must be an angel? Don't
be stupid to sme.
You think she'd be the one saying that their song.
She's the angel that fell from the sky.
Buy her something.
Pirates snap to him begin playing music. Jukes stands beside
Wendy nervously.
Do you dance?
No?
Not well? Jukes takes Wendy's hand and spins her around.
They dance, so the pirates surrounding them.
Take a look around, make sure nothing is a miss
and the prisoner is still where we left him.
Hi I, Captain Smee gets up and heads toward the
back of the ship. Pirates tap their heels and clap
along to Wendy and Jukes dance before getting up and
joining in. James Hape cocks his head but is unable
to see around the crowd. Mamie and Michael.
Grimace it's working, her plans working. Why is it working?
Grown men are stupid. That's why we're not really going
to hide here all night, are we? Well?
I don't know that pirate lover sister of yours says
we were to keep a lookout nothing more.
What's there to look out for?
All the parate are on that ship and distracted.
Michael and Aimi smile in a green hand, then move
to the ship. The music slows. Wendy nervously puts her
head on Jukes's shoulder, Enjoying the moment. Wendy relaxes. The
pirates tilt their heads and sigh, also caught up in
their mouth. Then Jukes is pulled away from Wendy and
the music stops, James hook stands before Wendy. Wendy's breath stops.
She looks down and eyes the silver, sharp hook of
his hand. James reaches out his good hand and offers
a slight bow. May I. Wendy takes his hand, and
James pulls her in, wrapping his good hand around her
waist and gently places his hook onto her right part,
positioning her to Watts.
I don't know how to dance formally.
You've never learned to wats.
No, I've not been exposed to much outside my home.
Just follow the end of episode two. Great all right,
that's right, fantastic everybody. Great work.
So let's see if the lunch he