J. M. Barrie

“ Do you know Darling it is all so long ago. I sometimes wonder whether I ever did really fly.
Jane Yes you did.
Wendy Those dear old days.
Jane Why can't you fly now, Mother?
Wendy Because I'm grown up, sweetheart; when people grow up they forget the way.
Jane Why do they forget the way?
Wendy Because they are no longer young and innocent. It is only the young and innocent that can fly.
Jane What is young and innocent? I do wish I were young and innocent! (Wendy suddenly hugs her)
Wendy Come to bed, dearest. (Takes her to bed right, down stage)
Jane Tell me a story. Tell me about Peter Pan. ”

“ Wendy You see Darling, a fairy only lives as long a time as a feather is blown about the air on a windy day. But fairies are so little that a short time seems a good while to them. As the feather flutters they have quite an enjoyable life, with time to be born respectably and have a look round, and to dance once and to cry once and to bring up their children – just as one can go a long way quickly in a motor car. And so motor cars help us to understand fairies.
Jane Everybody grows up and dies except Peter, doesn't they? ”

“ Jane I just thought it would be you.
Peter I came for my mother to take her to the Never Never Land to do my Spring Cleaning.
Jane Yes I know, I've been waiting for you.
Peter Will you be my mother?
Jane Oh, yes. (Simply)
(She gets out of bed and stands beside him, arms round him in a child's conception of a mother – Peter very happy. The lamp flickers and goes out as night-light did)
Peter I hear Wendy coming – Hide!
(They hide. Then Peter is seen teaching Jane to fly. They are very gay. Wendy enters and stands right, taking in situation and much more. They don't see her.) ”