Wendy:
I think you have, Peter. And I daresay you've felt it yourself. For something... or... someone?
Peter:
Never. Even the sound of it offends me.
[Wendy tries to touch his face, and he jumps away]
Peter:
Why do you have to spoil everything? We have fun, don't we? I taught you to fly and to fight. What more could there be?
Wendy:
There is so much more.
Peter:
What? What else is there?
Wendy:
I don't know. I guess it becomes clearer when you grow up.
Peter:
Well, I will not grow up. You cannot make me!
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