Peter Banning:
What a nightmare. Moira?
[he hears no answer when he suddenly peaks to the spinning of a clock]
Peter Banning:
[he rips off the sheets where a bunch of Pirates waking up for their call and Tink peaks out]
Pirate:
Here yee! Here yee!
Parent:
Roll out. Roll out!
[Pirates were laughing, coughing, and calling for their sales]
Pirate:
Neverbirds! Three for a farthing.
Pirate:
PIES FOR SALE!
Pirate:
Lovely fish! Fresh fish! We keep the eyes so they'll see you through the week.
Peter Banning:
[he walks downstairs to talk to the pirate]
Excuse me. Is there a pay phone around here?
Pirate:
[he looks up at him]
Peter Banning:
That is so real.
Tinkerbell:
Peter, get back here! Get down, get low. HIDE!
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