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What? Why?

Well, I don't know.

But I have to get back

and set things right.

- Why?

- Because!

That's why!

Well, you know,

you can't get home that way.

I've got to try.

Well,

goodbye.

It was nice meeting you, Peter Pan.

Duty calls.

Oh, dear! Oh, no!

Whoa!

You okay?

I just want to go home.

Well, you know, the only way

out of here is to fly.

Come on, I'll show you how.

Step softly, you worthless dogs!

Set your sights for Peter Pan!

Oh, goodness.

Haven't we searched the island

a thousand times before?

I beg your pardon, Mr Smee?

I said that searching for Pan is...

Fun galore.

There'll be no rest until

we have that boy in irons.

- Hey!

- Watch it, Cubby!

Oh, no, Peter.

I really don't think this will...

This is ridiculous. I can't fly!

Well, of course you can't, but I can!

I guess I'm just smarter than you.

I highly doubt that.

- Braver.

- Right.

Stronger!

Oh, yeah, that's it.

Well, then it must be my good looks.

Or maybe you're full of hot air.

Hey! Look, anybody can do it.

Tink?

Yeah! All it takes is faith...

Trust.

And something else.

Pixie dust?

That's it!

Okay, Tink, let her have it.

Tink.

Gosh, Tink, if she can't fly home,

I guess she'll have to move in with us.

Now, that's enough!

Odds fish, what's that?

- Okay, Jane.

- Don't even think about it.

Ready or not...

- I got her!

- I got her!

- I got her!

- I got her! I got her!

I thought you said you got her.

How will I ever get back home?

So the girl can't fly,

yet she wants to go home.

Smee, do you know what this means?

Six more weeks of winter?

No, you imbecile.

We'll get me treasure and the boy.

- Hey, what's this?

- Oh, give that back.

It's my list!

Things to do, places to be.

Important things!

That stuff's no fun.

- No wonder you can't fly.

- Give it back, Peter.

Slightly, catch!

- Keep away from Jane!

- I got it!

- I got it!

- You boys are horrid!

- Come on, over here!

- You're ripping it!

Come on!

Why don't you guys ever throw to me?

No, stop it! This isn't funny!

I've got it!

This is just a game to you, isn't it?

Well, I'm tired of playing.

Gosh, Jane, we didn't mean

to make you mad.

Grow up. You did so.

You're just a bunch of silly,

ridiculous children.

No, no, leave me alone!

I don't believe in any of this!

And I especially don't believe in fairies!

Goodbye!

Oh, yeah? Well, good riddance!

Peter?

I think there's something wrong

with Tinker Bell.

I need you here

to take care of your mom and Danny.

Can you do that for me?

That's my big girl.

I love you!

Looks kind of bad.

Kind of bad? Kind of?

Oh, it's hopeless!

Poor little Tinker Bell!

Hey, put a cork in it!

- What?

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