Peter Llewelyn Davies:
That scepter's made of wood.
J.M. Barrie:
Yes, well, we do dream on a budget here, don't we?


Mary Ansell Barrie:
I'm tired of waiting, James. I'm tired of looking like a fool.
J.M. Barrie:
Well I can't very well give up the play.
Mary Ansell Barrie:
No. Just... come home to me at the end of the day. No more trips to the country, no more long evenings in the park. If you can't give us that much of a chance... Then we must end this... and I will.


Michael Llewelyn Davies:
Excuse me, sir, you're standing on my sleeve.
J.M. Barrie:
[moves his foot and looks down to face Michael] Am I? So sorry. I might point out you're lying under my bench.


Peter Llewelyn Davies:
This is absurd. It's just a dog.
J.M. Barrie:
Just a dog? *Just*?
[to Porthos]
J.M. Barrie:
Porthos, don't listen!
[to Peter]
J.M. Barrie:
Porthos dreams of being a bear, and you want to shatter those dreams by saying he's *just* a dog? What a horrible candle-snuffing word. That's like saying, "He can't climb that mountain, he's just a man", or "That's not a diamond, it's just a rock." Just.


George Llewelyn Davies:
Excuse me, is he bothering you, sir? My brother can be an extremely irritating sort of person.
J.M. Barrie:
Ah, Prince George, I take it. And what precisely is um...
[to Michael]
J.M. Barrie:
What did you say your name was?
Michael Llewelyn Davies:
Michael.
J.M. Barrie:
What precisely is Michael's crime?
George Llewelyn Davies:
He's my younger brother.
J.M. Barrie:
Ah, fair enough. Sorry lad, I cannot free you.
Michael Llewelyn Davies:
That's all right.


J.M. Barrie:
In punishment for lack of an interesting pirate name, Peter shall walk the plank.


J.M. Barrie:
Young boys should never be sent to bed... they always wake up a day older.


Michael Llewelyn Davies:
[Jack and George are sword fighting] Stab him, George. You can do it!


Jack Llewelyn Davies:
My name be Nibs the Cutthroat, feared by man and greatly desired by the ladies.
Sylvia Llewelyn Davies:
Jack!


Jack Llewelyn Davies:
[Michael tries to fly the kite the first time] Oh, I told you this wasn't going to work!
Peter Llewelyn Davies:
I don't think he's fast enough.
J.M. Barrie:
It's not going to work if no-one believes in him!


Charles Frohman:
[talking about plans for Peter Pan] ... And you have a pirate ship on stage, surrounded by tons and tons of water, James, that's a lot of water.
J.M. Barrie:
It's a lot of water?
Charles Frohman:
Yes, and that's a lot of money.


J.M. Barrie:
[discussing Sylvia's reluctance to accept her illness] They can see it, you know. You can't go on just pretending.
Sylvia Llewelyn Davies:
Just pretending? You brought pretending into this family, James. You showed us we can change things by simply believing them to be different.
J.M. Barrie:
A lot of things, Sylvia. Not everything.
Sylvia Llewelyn Davies:
But the things that matter. We've pretended for some time now that you're a part of this family, haven't we? You've come to mean so much to us all that now, it doesn't matter if it's true. And even if it isn't true, even if that can never be... I need to go on pretending... until the end... with you.