Peter Pan (1960 TV Movie)

Margalo Gillmore: Mrs. Darling

Quotes 

• Mrs. Darling : No, Nana. Don't disturb the master. He uses your house as his home, out of remorse. I'll wake him when it's time for his dinner.

• Mrs. Darling : What are you doing in my old hat?

  Wendy : We're doing an act.

  John : Yes, we're playing you and Father, I'm Father. A little less noise there, a little less noise!

  Michael : Mother, they never let me play Father, and they never let me dance.

  Mrs. Darling : Well, we'll soon fix that.

  [takes John's hat off and puts it on Michael] 

  Mrs. Darling : There. May I have this dance, Mr. Darling?

• Mrs. Darling : George, we must keep Nana.

  [whispers] 

  Mrs. Darling : I'll tell you why.

  [to the kids] 

  Mrs. Darling : Get ready for bed, children, now run along...

  [children leave] 

  Mrs. Darling : George, tonight I saw a face at the window.

  Mr. Darling : Face at the window, two floors up?

  Mrs. Darling : It was the face of a little boy, he was trying to get in.

  Mr. Darling : That's impossible.

  Mrs. Darling : But that's not the first time I've seen that boy.

  Mr. Darling : Oh?

  Mrs. Darling : The first time was a week ago, I remember because it was Nana's night off... I was sitting over there by the fire, when suddenly I felt a draft, as though the window were open... I looked... and I saw that boy in the room, I screamed. Just then Nana came in and sprang at him at once, the boy leapt through the window, Nana closed it quickly, but it was too late to catch him.

  Mr. Darling : I thought so.

  Mrs. Darling : But wait! *He* escaped, but his shadow hadn't time to get out. I hid it...

  [takes it out of Wendy's dresser drawer] 

  Mrs. Darling : I rolled it up, and here it is.

  Mr. Darling : Aha! Hmmm... Well, I don't think it's anyone we know, though he does look a scoundrel.

  Mrs. Darling : You know, George, I think he comes back trying to get his shadow.

  Mr. Darling : I dare say...

  Mrs. Darling : But wait, I haven't told you all. The boy was not quite alone; he was accompanied by... Well, I don't know how to describe it... by a bolt of light no bigger than my fist that darted around the room, like a living thing.

  Mr. Darling : This is most unusual.

  Mrs. Darling : George, what can it mean?

  Mr. Darling : What indeed? What indeed?