PETER PAN
SCENE1
W: Boy,why are you crying?
P:[惊吓后退]
W: You can fly! What is your name?
P: What is your name?
W: Wendy Moira Angela Darling.
P: Peter…Pan.
W: Where do you live?
P: Second to the right and then straight on till morning.
W: They put that on the letters?
初一几何
P: Don’t get any letters.
W: But your mother gets letters.
P: Don’t have a mother.
W: No wonder you were crying.
P: I wasn’t crying about mothers. I was crying becau I can’t get the shadow to stick. And I wasn’t crying！ [Chuckles]
W: I could w it on for you. This may hurt a little. Might I borrow your knife? Thank you.休息的近义词是什么
P: [Chukles] Oh, the cleverness of me!
W: Of cour, I did nothing.
P: Aw…you did a little.
W: A little? Good night.
P: Wendy? One girl is worth more than 20 boys.
W: You really think so?
P: I live with boys…the Lost Boys. They are well named.
W: Who are they?
P: Children who fall out of their prams when the nur is not looking. If they are not claimed in ven days, they are nt to the Neverland.
W: Are there girls too?
P: Girls are much too clever to fall out of their prams.
W: Peter, it is perfectly lovely the way you talk about girls. I should like give you…a kiss…[Peter伸手]Don’t you know what a kiss is?
P: I shall know when you give me one…I suppo I’m to give you one now.
W: if you like. Thank you.
自然光源P: I come to listen stories. I like the one about the prince who couldn’t find the lady who wore glass sl
ippers.
W: Cinderella. Finally he found her and they…and they…lived happily ever after.
P: I knew it.[转身要走]
W: Peter, don’t go.
P: I have to tell the others about Cinderella.
W: But I know lots of stories, stories I could tell the boys.
P: Come with me.
W: …I cannot fly.
P: I’ll teach you. I’ll teach you to ride the wind’s back. And away we go. You just think happy thoughts, and they lift you into the air.[Chuckles] It’s easy! Come away. Come away to Neverland.
W: Oh. What about Mother?Father?Nana?
P: There are mermaids.
W: Mermaids?
P: Indians!
W: Indians?
P: Pirates!
W: Pirates?
P: Forget them, Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you’ll never,never to worry about grown-up things again.
W: [犹豫]Never is an awfully long time.
[Narrator]Wendy says so, but she go to Neverland with Peter. The lost boys there build her a lovely little hou and beg her to be a mother who can tell stories. So she acts as tho boys’ mother, and Peter as the father. She tells stories to all the lost boys, Cinderella, Snow-white, Sleeping- beauty. They all likes them a lot.
SCENE2
S: Cap’n? as I was sitting wide-eyed on my watch, I noticed it was wintertime on the water and springtime on the shore. I say to mylf, “That’s early for spring to be astir. Spring’s not due till 3:” check the time yourlf, Cap’n, and then tell…
H: [
敲桌子]I was dreaming, Smee, of Pan.
S: Pan. Cap’n.
H: And in my dream, I was a magnanious fellow…full of forgiveness. I thanked Pan…for cutting off my hand…and for giving me this fine hook…for dimboweling and ripping throats…and other such homely us…as combing my hair.[Groans]Why did you wake me, Smee?
S: Like I said, Cap’n, the ice is melting. The sun is out. And the flowers are all in bloom.
H: He’s back.
SCENE3
[Narrator]we have known that Peter likes Wendy’s stories very much, all love stories, ending in a kiss. A kiss. Peter does feel. He feels about Wendy. She told him stories. He told her to fly. Wasn’t it? They did have a happy time together with the lost boys, but as a boy who would never grow up, peter rejected to know what love is. They had words with each other after watching fairies’ wedding ball. Captain Hook watched all this.
P: Wendy? It’s only make-believe, isn’t it? That, you and I are…
W: Oh. Yes.[转身失落]
P: Wendy? You e, it would make me em so old to be a real father.
W: Peter, what are your real feelings?
电影囧妈P: Feelings?
W: What do you feel? Happiness? Sadness? Jealousy?
P: Jealousy?
W: Anger?
P: Anger? Hook.
W: Love?
P: Love?
W: Love.
P: I have never heard of it.
W: I think you have, Peter. I daresay you’ve felt it yourlf…for something or…someone.
P: [凑到耳边]Never. Even the sound of it offends me.
W: Peter.
P:[Gasps]Why do you spoil everything? We have fun, don’t we? I taught you to fight and to fly. What more could there be?
W: There is so much more.
P: What? What el is there?
W: I don’t know. I think it becomes clearer when you grow up.
P: Well, I will not grow up! You cannot make me! I will banish you!
W: I will not be banished!
P: Then go home. Go home and grow up. And take your feelings with you!
W: Peter! Peter, come back! Peter!
[Narrator]Peter did not want Wendy to leave. Once again, he visited Wendy’s home… to e if Mr. and Mrs.Darling had clod the window yet. But, as before, he saw Mrs. Darling in her chair by the window, her eyes tired with arching the heavens. At the same time, Captain Hook “invited” Wendy to his boat.
SCENE4
S: Welcome.
H: Wendy, darling.
S: Muscat, miss?
W: I’m a little girl.
泡脚中药
S: Rum, then? Cigar?
W: No, thank you.
H: [Chuckles] I’m told you ran away from home.
W: I…I had never thought of it that way. I suppo I did.
H: How wonderful.
W: My parents wanted me to grow up.
S: Growing up is such a barbarous business, full of inconvenience and pimples.
W: things were simpler when I was younger.
S: And then the mess starts, the feelings come. Pan is so lucky to be untroubled by them. [停顿，抬头看Wendy] Oh, no. he cannot love. It’s part of the riddle of his being.
H: [Wendy抽泣]Oh, there, there. Shh, shh, shh. Tsk, tsk, tsk. It doesn’t have to be this way. Did you ever wan
t to be a pirate, my hearty?
W: I once thought of, calling mylf…
H: Mm?
W: Red-Handed Jill.
H: Oh, what a marvelous name! That’s what we’ll call you if you join us.
W: But what would my duties be? I could not be expected to pillage.
H: Do you, um, by any chance, tell stories?
SCENE5
[Narrator]the pirates nt Wendy to the island after she have told a story, then they followed her carefully and found where Peter Pan lived. Evil Hook put some toxicant into Peter’s “never grow up
medicine”, but a fairy drank it instead of Peter and died. Peter was so sad and angry that he flied to the boat to fight with Hook. However, Hook kidnapped Wendy and all the lost boys, and learned how to fly.
S: It’s Hook! He flies!
P: You want to fly? Let’s fly. Not bad… for an old man.
H: I know what you are!
P: I am the best there ever was!
H: You’re a tragedy.
P: Me? Tragic?
H: She was leaving you, Pan. Your Wendy was leaving you. Why should she stay? What have you to offer? You are incomplete. She’d rather grow up than stay with you. [打倒Peter]Let us now take a peep into the future.
P:[Yelling砍Hook一刀]
H: What’s this I e? It’s the fair Wendy.She’s in her nurry. The window’s shut.
P: I’ll open it![再砍一刀]
H: I’m afraid the window’s barred.
P: I’ll call out her name.
H: She can’t hear you.
P: No!
H: She can’t e you.
avoided
P: Wendy!
H: She’s forgotten all about you.
P: Stop! Plea! Stop it!
H: And what is this I e? There is another in your place. He is called…husband.
P:[被打倒]
H: You die alone…and unloved! Just like me.[举刀砍]
孙灏W: No! [拦住]
H: Silence, all, for Wendy’s farewell.
W: Peter. I’m sorry I must grow up. But…this is yours. [被Smee拉住] This just a thimble.
S: How like a girl! By all means, my beauty. Give Peter Pan your precious thimble.
人身危险
W: This belongs to you…and always will.[亲吻]
H: Pan, you’re pink! [惊慌]No! I have won!
P:[Laughs] Whoo-hoo! You…are old.
H: But I won.
P: And alone!
H: [Screaming]No! I won! I won!
W: Done for.
H: Happy thoughts. Happy thoughts. Ripping! Killing! Choking! Lawyers! Dentists! Uh, children’s blood. Puppies’ blood.
W: Old! Alone! Done for!
H: No! White death! Black death! And death! A nice cup of tea!…Old! Alone!
P: Done for!
H: Done, for…
SCENE6
[Narrator] The evil Captain Hook died and the fairies of Neverland helped them drove the boat to Wendy’s home. Wendy introduced the lost boys to her parents. One of the boys even brought lots of jewels so they would never worry about the expen. There could not have been a lovelier sight, but
there was none to e it…except a strange boy who was staring in at the window. Peter Pan had countless joys, that other children can never know, but he was looking at the one joy, from which he must be forever barred.
P: To live would be an
awfully big advanture.
W: Peter! You won’t forget me, will you?
P: Me? Forget? Never.
W: Will you come back?
P: To hear stories…about me?
[Narrator] But I was not to e Peter Pan again. Now I tell his story to my children, and they will tell it to their children…and so it will go on. For all children grow up, except one.
THE END
