Blackbeard: Well, well, well. The princess, I presume.
Hook: Oh, well, actually I'm just a miner. But I appreciate the compliment.
Blackbeard: Rule number one, "Those who work with bright, honest vigor will be rewarded with prizes and trophies and confectionery!" Rule number two, "Those who fail to work hard, those who skive or malinger, will hereby know the brooding majesty of my disapproval." Mark me well. I know no pity. No second chances. I don't do mercy. But remember, don't forget to help yourselves to lots and lots of jolly old fun! Hey kiddiewinks, welcome to Neverland.
Blackbeard: Welcome to neverland.
Blackbeard: We have an ancient prophecy from the fairy kingdoms who lived on this island. The prophecy tells of a boy, born of the love between a fairy prince and a human girl. The boy would be disappeared from this world, until he was old enough to return and lead an uprising against me. The boy, so says the prophecy, who could fly.
Blackbeard: We have an ancient prophecy that tell of a boy, a boy who would be disappeared from his world until he was old enough to return and lead an uprising against me. A boy who could fly.
Tiger Lily: If you don't believe, Peter, then neither will they.
Tiger Lily: You don't want to go home?
Hook: I already am.
Tiger Lily: You're going to run like a coward?
Hook: Well, I never really thought of it in those exact terms, but, generally speaking, yes.
Tiger Lily: And where will you go?
Hook: Home. It's you know, where I come from.
Tiger Lily: Home's not where you come from. It's where you make it.
Hook: So help me do that.
The Chief: Prove yourself to be Mary's son, you must fly.
Peter Pan: Always be friends, Hook. Are we?
Hook: Always. It can't possibly go wrong.
Peter Pan: But you said... that your mother left you.
Hook: Yeah. I lied. I do that sometimes.It's called being a grown-up.
Peter Pan: If I'm going to trust you, I need to know your name.
Hook: It's Hook! The name's James Hook.
