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Wendy Darling and her brothers are disturbed by Peter Pan and Tinkerbell, who are searching for Peter’s missing shadow. He invites them to join him in Neverland, where they meet The Lost Boys and do battle with the evil Captain Hook. Joining them in Neverland, is their ex-nanny, Mabel McVitie, who somehow ends up as ship’s cook for Captain Hook, who is always trying to keep one step ahead of a ticking crocodile.


15 principals (includes the four Lost Boys and a smaller part for Tiger Lily) plus a chorus.


All of our scripts have a runtime of under 2hrs (not including any interval) But this is very dependent on your own production and can be edited by yourselves to suit your own needs.


All of our pantomimes come with a full, suggested songs and music cues and SFX list.


Traditional British pantomime, incorporating visual comedy, slapstick and audience participation.

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Peter Pan
Wendy Darling
Mabel McVitie
Captain Hook
John Darling
Michael Darling

Chorus/Minor roles

Tiger Lily
Mr Darling
Mrs Darling
Indian Chief
Nana The Dog
Indians, Pirates, Mermaids, etc.

Scene One

The Darling’s Nursery

There are three single beds a chair, a large toybox and an open window. Music cue 1: Chorus. After song ends…Exit Chorus (SL)

Enter Michael and John at a run (SR) playing at pirates around the room and hopping on and off the beds.

JOHN: Avast me hearties! Splice the mainbrace and hoist the jolly roger!

MICHAEL: I can’t, captain!

JOHN: Why not?

MICHAEL: Roger’s feelin’ a bit off.

JOHN: Pirates aren’t allowed to feel off! Give him a taste of the cat!

MICHAEL: Aye-aye captain! (calling) Here puss, puss!

Enter Nana (SR) she jumps on the bed, causing Michael to fall off.

JOHN: Man overboard!

Enter Wendy (SR)

WENDY: What’s all the commotion, boys?

JOHN: (to Wendy) You! Cabin boy! Throw Black Dog a line and haul him aboard!

MICHAEL: (floundering on the floor) Help! I’m going down for the fourth time!

WENDY: I thought drowning people only went down three times.

JOHN: Pirates are made of sterner stuff, Wendy.

MICHAEL: Aren’t you going to rescue me from a watery grave Wendy?

WENDY: Sorry boys, I haven’t got time to play pirate games. Mum wants to know if you’ve taken your medicine yet.

JOHN: Oh yes, we’ve taken it. Haven’t we Black Dog?

MICHAEL: (standing) Aye, Captain!

WENDY: Have the boys had their medicine, Nana?

NANA: (shaking head) Ruff! Ruff!

WENDY: Fetch the medicine bottle and a spoon, Nana.

NANA: Ruff! Ruff! (exits SL)

JOHN: (shouts) You mutinous dog, Nana!

Enter Nana with a large medicine bottle and a spoon.

WENDY: It’s medicine time boys.

MICHAEL: We’re not taking that.

WENDY: You must take it.

JOHN: But it tastes horrible!

WENDY: Mother says it’s good for you.

MICHAEL: Then how come you don’t take it?

WENDY: Mother says I don’t need to take it because I’m a regular girl.

Enter Mrs Darling (SR)

MRS DARLING: Come along children, it’s time to settle down to sleep.

WENDY: They won’t take their medicine, mother.

MRS DARLING: It won’t hurt to miss one night. Take the medicine away, Nana.

Exit Nana (SL) with the bottle and spoon.

JOHN & MICHAEL: (cheer) Yeah!

MRS DARLING: You can have a double dose tomorrow instead, boys.

JOHN & MICHAEL: (groan) Urrrgh!

MRS DARLING: Now, into bed all of you.

Children climb into their beds and lie down.

SFX: Thunder crack and lightning flash.

Peter Pan appears at the window. Mrs Darling turns and glances at the window, but Peter ducks quickly down again.

MRS DARLING: Who’s there? (looks out window) I thought I saw a young boy outside the window just now.

MR DARLING: (shouts off) Nana! Where are you?

Enter Mr Darling (SR)

MRS DARLING: Hello George, dear.

MR DARLING: Have you seen Nana anywhere, Mary?

MRS DARLING: She’s just putting the boy’s medicine away.

Enter Nana (SL) knocking Mr Darling over as she runs to the window.

MR DARLING: (picking himself up) How on earth did we end up with a dog for a nanny?

MRS DARLING: It was your idea, George.

MR DARLING: No, it wasn’t.

MRS DARLING: Yes, it was. When Nanny McVitie left, you asked me to go down the pound and pick up a replacement.

MR DARLING: No, dear. I said, go downtown and pick up a replacement.

MRS DARLING: Did you? Never mind – Nana’s as good as any nanny, and much cheaper.

Nana barks at the window.

MR DARLING: Why does she keep barking at the window?

MRS DARLING: Maybe she saw what I saw earlier.

MR DARLING: And what did you see?

MRS DARLING: A young boy’s face at the window.

MR DARLING: You can’t have – we’re three floors up.

MRS DARLING: You’re right dear, I must have imagined it.

MR DARLING: Be quiet Nana and come with me!

WENDY: Where are you taking Nana, father?

MR DARLING: Outside to her kennel.

JOHN: But she hasn’t tucked us up in bed yet.

MICHAEL: Or fluffed our pillows.

WENDY: Or sung us a song.

MRS DARLING: Nana’s a dog, children. She can’t tuck you in, fluff pillows or sing you a song.

CHILDREN: Oh yes, she can!

Nana nods in agreement.

MR DARLING: All right Nana. If you’re so clever, then let’s see you in action.

Nana rushes over to the beds, fluffs all their pillows and tucks them in.

MRS DARLING: Nana’s obviously a very clever dog, George.

MR DARLING: Maybe so, but there’s no way she can manage to sing to them.

Nana signals to band or wing. Music cue 2: Nana. After song ends…

MRS DARLING: Gosh! Not even Pudsey…(or other famous dog)…could manage that.

NANA: Ruff! Ruff! (bows several times to audience)

MR DARLING: That’ll do, Nana!

MRS DARLING: Goodnight children.

CHILDREN: Goodnight mother! Goodnight father!

Exit Mr and Mrs Darling with Nana (SR) lights dim.

Music cue 3: Enter Tinkerbell via window. She starts searching the room. She opens the opening toy-box and leaves the lid open.

Enter Peter through the window.

PETER: (hisses) Have you found it yet, Tink?

TINKERBELL: (whispers) No, Peter. Are you sure you lost it here?

PETER: Yes! It was separated from me by a big shaggy dog.

TINKERBELL: Maybe the dog carried it away and buried it.

PETER: Don’t say that Tink. I feel lost without my shadow. Have you looked under their beds?


PETER: (impatient) Then look now!

TINKERBELL: All right, keep your hair on!

PETER: Sssshh! Not so loud, or you might wake them.

TINKERBELL: (tetchy) Oh, shush yourself! (looks under John’s bed)

PETER: (looks under Michael’s bed) Anything under yours?

TINKERBELL: Nope – yours?

PETER: No Tink. Let’s hope it’s third time lucky. (reaches under Wendy’s bed) I can feel something! (Wendy turns in her sleep, startling him. She settles and he pulls out a material shadow) I have it, Tink!

TINKERBELL: Hurry up and put it on and then we can leave.

PETER: (drapes shadow over his back, attempting to re-attach it, but it falls to the floor) It won’t re-attach, Tink! (bends to pick it up)

WENDY: (wakes and sits bolt upright) What’s going on?

PETER: Oh! (jumps up startled and bumps into Tink, knocking her backwards into the toybox, whose lid slams shut)

WENDY: Who are you?

PETER: (heroic pose) I’m Peter Pan! What’s your name?

WENDY: Wendy Darling.

PETER: Hello, sweetheart.

WENDY: My name is, Wendy Darling.

PETER: That’s twice you’ve called me darling, and we’ve only just met.

WENDY: My first name is Wendy, and my surname name, is Darling.

PETER: Ah, I see.

WENDY: What are you doing in our bedroom?

PETER: I was searching for my shadow. (shows it)

WENDY: I didn’t think you could be separated from your shadow.

PETER: Things are very different where I come from.

WENDY: And where is that?

PETER: Neverland.

WENDY: I’ve never heard of Neverland. Where exactly is it?

PETER: (points at window) Second star to the right and straight on ‘til morning!

WENDY: That’s a strange location. Do your parents know you go around breaking into other people’s homes?

PETER: I didn’t break in, the window was open – and I don’t have any parents.

WENDY: You’re an orphan!?

PETER: I don’t know. Do orphans have parents?

WENDY: No – that’s why they’re called, orphans?

PETER: Then I must be an orphan.

WENDY: You poor thing. It must be upsetting for you.

PETER: I don’t remember ever having parents, so I can’t get upset about not having them, now can I?

WENDY: But don’t you ever get lonely?

PETER: No, I always have my shadow for company. (holds it up) Well, I did. But last night that big soppy dog of yours almost caught me, as I was leaving. I escaped, but my shadow was too slow.

WENDY: You’ve been here before?

PETER: Lots of times. I sit outside your window and listen to the stories your parents read to you. Then I return to Neverland and tell them to the Lost Boys.

WENDY: Who are, the Lost Boys?

PETER: They’re children who fell out of their prams when nobody was looking. And because they weren’t claimed within seven days, they were sent to live in Neverland. I don’t want to be without my shadow, but I can’t get it to reattach.

WENDY: Would you like me to sew it back on for you?

PETER: You’d do that for me?

WENDY: Of course. (takes shadow and ‘sews’ it back on Peter) There, all finished.

Peter walks around in a spotlight, which shows off his shadow. Or an actor enters dressed all in black and shadows him as he moves around stage. Music cue 4: Peter. After song ends…

PETER: That’s wonderful! Thanks Wendy!

WENDY: You’re welcome. I’d hate to be separated from my shadow. Going out on sunny days wouldn’t be the same without it tagging along.

PETER: Thanks again, Wendy. One girl is worth twenty boys.

WENDY: I don’t know about that, but I’ll give you a kiss just for saying it.

PETER: What’s a kiss?

WENDY: Don’t you know what a kiss is?

PETER: Not until you give it to me, I don’t.

WENDY: Close your eyes and hold out your hand. (he does so and she gives him a thimble) Now, open your eyes again.

PETER: (looks at thimble) That’s a very nice kiss.

WENDY: (giggles) I’m glad you like it.

PETER: Now, let me give you one. (Wendy closes her eyes waiting for a kiss, but he takes an acorn necklace from his neck and places it over her head) There Wendy, what do you think of that kiss?

WENDY: How old are you, Peter?

PETER: I don’t know.

WENDY: You must know how old you are, silly!

PETER: (petulant) Well I don’t – so there! (pokes tongue at her)

WENDY: It’s rude to poke your tongue out at people.

PETER: Oh no, it isn’t!

WENDY: Oh yes, it is!

PETER: Isn’t! Isn’t! Isn’t! (stamps feet)

WENDY: Stop behaving like a child and grow up!

PETER: I never want to grow up! That’s why I ran away to live with the fairies!

WENDY: I don’t believe in fairies.

PETER: That’s a terrible thing to say. Whenever anybody says, I don’t believe in fairies, another fairy dies. (exclaims) Tink! (looks around)

WENDY: Who’s Tink?

PETER: She’s a fairy who came here with me. Listen! Can you hear anything?

SFX: Tinkling bells.

WENDY: I can hear bells!

PETER: It’s coming from the toybox! (opens toybox and Tinkerbell climbs out)

WENDY: Gosh! It’s a real fairy!

PETER: This is Tinkerbell. Say hello to Wendy, Tink.

TINKERBELL: (grumpy) Hello, Windy.

WENDY: It’s Wendy.

TINKERBELL: That’s what I said – Windy!

WENDY: Is she from Neverland, too?

PETER: Yes, it’s wonderful there. We get to fight Pirates and Indians every day.

WENDY: My brothers would love it there.

PETER: Then why don’t you all come back with us?

WENDY: I don’t know if we should.

PETER: Please Wendy – there aren’t any girls like you in Neverland.

TINKERBELL: Excuse me Peter – hello!?

WENDY: You’re a fairy Tink, and fairies aren’t normal girls.

TINKERBELL: Charming! (folds arms and turns away in a huff)

WENDY: But if there are Lost Boys, then surely there must be lost girls.

PETER: Girls are much too clever to fall out of their prams, Wendy.

WENDY: More compliments. Just for that, I’m going to give you a kiss.

PETER: But you’ve already given me a kiss.

WENDY: That was just a joke. This is a real kiss. (leans forward to kiss him, but Tinkerbell pulls her hair preventing it) Owah! (to Tink) You pulled my hair!

TINKERBELL: Yes, and I’ll do it again if you try giving Peter a kiss.

WENDY: You obviously know what a kiss is.

TINKERBELL: Yes, so just watch it.

PETER: Come with us Wendy, and you can tell stories to the Lost Boys, just like a mother would. They’ve never had parents to read stories to them.

WENDY: That’s so sad.

PETER: Their favourite is the one about the girl who lost her glass slipper.

WENDY: You mean, Cinderella?

PETER: Yes, that’s the one.

TINKERBELL: Whatever happened to Cinderella? I didn’t hear how it ended.

WENDY: She married Prince Charming, and they lived happily ever after.

Tinkerbell puts her hands over her heart and sighs.

PETER: Come to Neverland with us Wendy. It will be a great adventure, I promise.

WENDY: (hesitating) Well, I…

TINKERBELL: (dragging him away) Let’s go Peter. Can’t you see she’s not interested?

WENDY: I didn’t say that, now did I? But how will we get there?

PETER: We’ll fly there of course! (flies up)

WENDY: Gosh Peter, you can fly!

PETER: Yes, Wendy.

WENDY: But I can’t fly, Peter.

TINKERBELL: (sassy) One to us girl fairies, I think.

PETER: I’ll teach you how to fly, Wendy.

WENDY: You can’t teach somebody how to fly, Peter.

PETER: Yes, I can! Just say yes, and we’ll be in Neverland by morning.

WENDY: (excited) Yes, Peter! I’ll come! (rousing the boys) John! Michael! Wake up!

They boys pull the covers up tight and answer without looking up.

MICHAEL: What is it, Wendy?

WENDY: Peter Pan’s here!

JOHN: Don’t talk silly, you must’ve dreamt it.

MICHAEL: Go back to sleep Wendy.

WENDY: (pulls covers back) I didn’t dream it! (indicating Peter and Tink) Look, they’re real! Pinch yourselves if you don’t believe me!

JOHN & MICHAEL: (pinch themselves) Ouch! (they get out of bed)

JOHN: They’re real, Michael!

MICHAEL: But what are they doing here?

WENDY: They’ve come to take us to a place called, Neverland.

JOHN: What’s so special about Neverland, that we’d want to go there?

PETER: Do you like fighting Pirates and Indians?

JOHN & MICHAEL: (eager) Yes, Peter!

PETER: In Neverland, you can fight them all day every day.

MICHAEL: And how do we get there?

WENDY: We’re going to fly ourselves there.

MICHAEL: (laughs) People can’t fly, Wendy!

WENDY: Peter can teach us how to fly. Isn’t that so, Peter?

PETER: Yes, Wendy. Tink, sprinkle them with magic fairy dust please.

TINKERBELL: Sorry Peter, I’m all out of magic fairy dust.

PETER: I can see your dust pouch is full, Tink. Now, hurry up and do it.

TINKERBELL: Fine! (delves into pouch and sprinkles fairy dust over Wendy and Boys)

PETER: Now, let’s climb out the window and get ready to fly!

They start climbing out of the window as lights dim.