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(haunting music)

(suspenseful music)

"La la la la la la"

Neverland was a world that every child dreamed about.

A land where mermaids swam in the crystal-clear waters...

...of the lagoon, where boys could shoot bows and arrows...

...and play pirates aboard the Jolly Roger.

A land where every desire...

...every wish could be granted to the boys by fairies.

No evil darkness hung over Neverland.

The children were happy...

...and could be friends till the end of time.

Sleep did not exist, rules did not exist, and above all...

...there were no parents to tell the little boys...

...what they should or should not do.

This utopia, this world was offered only...

...to the most special little boys.

Peter ruled the island having been ordered...

...by a higher being to ensure that the best children...

...were invited to stay in Neverland forever.

This was Peter's gift to grant the boys their wish...

...to never grow up.

With the promise that Peter...

...would be able to join the little boys in Neverland for good.

Hm.

Oh.

But first he had a mission to complete.

"La la la la la la"

So, I think that it's time for you...

...to go to Netherland, Curly.

Hm?

What do you say?

(Peter chuckles)

(haunting music continues)

(suspenseful music)

(dark ominous music)

(circus patrons laughing)

(circus patrons chattering)

Come on, Mom!

It's about to start!

Hurry, hurry.

Hurry inside now.

Hurry, hurry.

(circus patrons cheering)

(dramatic music) (circus patrons applauding)

(ominous music)

(Peter hushes)

(chilling music)

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

(ominous music)

(circus patrons applauding)

Right. I'm going for a shower and by the time I'm done...

...I want you upstairs doing your teeth.

Come on.

(James groans)

(Roxy clicks tongue)

(clothes rustling)

(shower curtain rattling)

(metal screeches) (water splashing)

(Peter chuckles)

(floor creaks)

Hey!

Wakey, wakey.

(Peter chuckles)

(James inhales deeply)

Wakey, wakey.

(James gasps)

Peekaboo.

Oh.

Oh, don't be frightened.

I, uh, I got lost down here, and it's really cold.

Hm.

I lost my mummy.

- You lost your mum? - Mm-hmm.

And I'm really scared,'cause it's, it's really dark...

...and I don't want my mummy to be mad at me.

(water splashing)

How did you get down there?

(Peter grunts)

Well, I was walking along, and then I...

...I slipped and fell into darkness.

Oh, gosh.

Oh, silly me.

I'm not allowed to talk to strangers.

I'll get Mummy.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

We're not strangers at all.

(Peter chuckles)

Today I caught you a balloon.

Don't you remember me?

From the circus. Mm-hmm.

- That was you? - Mm-hmm.

Indeed, it was.

Hey, I guess that means we're friends.

(Peter chuckles)

- Let me get Mum. - Oh, no, no, no.

You'll make her mad.

We don't need two angry mummies now, do we? Hm.

You're a bit old to need your mum, aren't you?

(Peter hushes)

It's late.

We should go to bed.

I'm Peter.

It's nice to meet you.

Mm?

Mm-hmm.

(Peter chuckles)

(ominous music)

I'm James.

(Peter gasps)

- James.

(Peter chuckles)

Hey, I have an idea.

You could...

No, no, actually, no.

- No, forget I said anything. - What?

No, no, no.

- I don't think you're brave enough. - I'm very brave.

Tell me.

(Peter chuckles)

Okay, come here.

(ominous music)

There's a place where all the kids go...

...somewhere I could take you if you like.

Home, it's a world of dreams.

You don't have bedtimes there.

Mm.

No more mummies.

I think you'd make the perfect Lost Boy.

(Peter chuckles)

In Neverland you're gonna have so much fun.

- No! No, he's not! - No, don't take him.

He's my friend!

(groans)

Get off! No! No!

Give him to me!

(food thuds) (wood clatters)

Go! Please go!

(wood clattering) (Peter grunting)

Fucking bitch!

You...

(Peter grunts)

(James pants)

What is it?

Take this. Take the phone, and you'll be fine.

You'll be fine.

I'll be back, okay?

(Roxy breathes heavily)

(curtain rattles)

(air whooshes) (cleaver thuds)

(Roxy screams)

(dramatic music)

(foot thuds) (Peter grunts)

I need to take you with me.

(James gasps) (curtain rattles)

(knife clinks)

(Roxy grunts)

(body thuds) (Roxy grunts)

(knife clinks) (Peter groans)

(head thuds) (both grunting)

(fist thuds) (metal clattering)

(Peter groans)

(suspenseful music)

(knife clinks) (Roxy grunts)

(metal clattering)

You ruin this for me?

Mm?

(Peter grunts)

(Roxy gurgles)

(objects clattering)

(metal clinking) (Roxy groaning)

(Roxy screams)

(flesh squishing)

(chilling music)

(Roxy gags)

(body thuds)

(ominous music) (Peter panting)

Hello?

Hello?

Is anyone there?

Stay on the line. I'm sending police to your location.

Aren't you a wonderful boy.

(James gasping)

Would you like to come to Neverland with me now?

Hm? (dramatic music)

What happened to sharing the chores, guys?

That lasted about five minutes.

You were supposed to sort this, John.

- Mom. - One thing.

I asked you to do one thing and you can't even do that.

Mum, can you not see that...

- ...I'm working right now? - Yeah, you've had...

- ...ages to do that. - Oh no, no.

Wendy, I need you to take Michael to school.

Perkins are taking John...

- ...but they haven't got any space. - Yeah, that's fine. Why not.

I don't need anyone to take me.

I've got my bike.

Yeah, which you only got this morning.

Mum.

Oh, you can practice riding around the block...

...before you even think about riding to school. (car horn honks)

Right, that's me. I am off.

Mum, um, could I borrow a fiver please?

I'll pay you back next week when Dad gives me my weekly.

You say this every week, I never see it.

- So, what- - I asked you to do one chore.

No, absolutely not.

Goodness sake. It's five pounds, Mum.

(door thuds)

I heard from your dad this morning.

Can you believe it?

I hope John's not expecting him to make an effort this weekend.

(Mom chuckles)

He's more than likely otherwise engaged.

Oof.

Dad said he'll get me the drone I wanted.

Oh, now, Michael, you know that's not gonna happen.

I told you, you're not old enough.

And those things are really expensive.

I don't think your dad's gonna fork out for that, do you?

Michael, you need to be ready.

I don't wanna be late again, okay?

Have a lovely day.

By the way, Wendy, this came this morning from UCL.

Why are you opening my letters?

(Mom scoffs)

I thought you were really looking forward to going.

No, I never said that.

That's what you said.

Is this because of this guy?

(Mom sighs)

Wendy, you gotta get your head screwed on...

...or you'll end up just working nine-to-five in some shit job.

Wow. Maybe that's what I want, so...

Fuck.

Shit.

Aw, you too.

You're just like your dad.

(door thuds) (Mom sighs)

Michael!

- Michael! - Aw, no.

(Wendy groans)

- Wait, wait, wait. - Hold that.

I've got something to say to you.

- "Happy birthday to you" - Stop!

- "Happy birthday to you" - So annoying, stop!

"Happy birthday"

(Wendy groans)

- Michael! - I hate you.

"Happy birthday to you"

- I hate you. - Aw, I love you.

Oh, new bike.

Very nice. From Mum?

Well, she's got a point, you know.

You don't be doing that long journey...

...to school on your new bike, do you?

I want to ride my bike.

You're not gonna make it in time, are you?

Come on, I'll give you a lift.

Follow me this way. Come on, come on.

We can do car karaoke.

Hurry up, you're gonna be late.

- Sorry. - Okay?

I forgot your birthday.

Look, I'll, I'll take you out for ice cream after school.

Yeah?

How about that?

Wanna go Brownies?

Brownies.

Come on.

It's your favorite.

Don't leave me hanging, otherwise I'll just have to go all...

...by myself and sit there like a loner.

- You are a loner. - Oy!

I deserve that.

But for me, please?

Are you still going to London?

I'm just figuring it out.

Ah, you're so obsessed with him.

Michael.

Look one day you'll meet someone that you'll really like...

...and you'll realize that you need...

...to do certain things to keep them.

But...

Look, Michael, we all need to grow up at some point...

...and at some point we need to move out...

...and get on with our adult lives.

It's nothing to be angry about, okay?

I'm always gonna be your annoying big sister.

(Wendy laughs)

Come on.

(upbeat music)

Just before school. sLet's go.

Woo, woo, woo!

Scoot, scoot, let's go!

"Runaway runaway runaway from you"

(bell ringing)

(car doors thudding)

All set?

I hate Mum for this.

- Everyone will think it's girly. - Who cares? Screw them.

Hug.

- I'm not kissing you. - Oh, all right. Okay.

- Where am I putting this? - Over there next to the others.

Okay, are we still going out for ice cream after school?

(Michael sighs)

Hi, Joey. Are you all right?

- You're late. - I know, I know.

(ominous music) (birds chirping)

"To die will be"

"An old folly"

"You got an angel"

"To die will be"

"An old folly"

"You got an angel"

(Peter coughs) (Tinkerbell hums)

(water splashing)

It's time to collect.

(suspenseful music)

(bugs chirping)

(chilling music) (door rumbling)

(door thuds) (suspenseful music)

Oh, fuck.

- She's been asking where you are. - Oh, fuck. I know, I know.

Wendy, the time.

I know, I'm sorry...

- ...it was my brother's birthday and I - I didn't ask for your life story.

You're late, okay? Again.

One more time this week and I'm gonna need to dock those wages.

The letter came today.

About me scheduling my gap year.

I thought my mum was gonna flip out.

Well, it's not her decision, is it?

If you wanna do your thing, then do it.

If you wanna go into the city with Ronnie, go for it.

Yeah?

What's that face?

He's completely ghosted me.

I don't know what's happening.

It's like we had this plan...

...and now he's not even answering my calls.

- Well, how long's he aired you? - Like a day.

But he was acting off all about it before that.

I don't know what's happening.

It's like a switch in his brain or something...

...about the whole thing.

Well, can't you just cancel the gap year...

...and go to Uni instead?

Mia!

No, it's very official.

Well, me and the girls are doing a glamping trip tonight...

...if you girls wanna come.

Jamie's coming.

The phone.

The phone.

(phone ringing)

For God's sake.

(ominous music)

(plastic rustling)

(ominous music)

Aye, we're closed.

(ominous music continues)

(bear squeaks)

(suspenseful music)

(eerie music)

(sighs) You're such a pretty boy.

Would you like to come to Neverland with me, hmm?

(ominous music)

Hi.

I'm Peter.

Mate, were closed!

You hearing me?

(chilling music)

(dramatic music) (gasps) Freak!

You're gonna pay for that.

(Peter exhales)

(knife thuds) (dramatic music)

(body thuds)

(knife clinks)

(sinister music)

(door dings)

(birds chirping)

(hand pats)

- So, your birthday, yeah? - Uh-huh.

But you've not kissed a girl and how old are you now?

Carl, fuck off. This is our table.

Also, get your mum to check your hair.

It's infested with knits and it's gross.

- I think this is yours. - Fuck off.

He's so pathetic.

How about if he does it again, we'll get some payback.

Here you go.

You wanna go to the cinema this weekend?

Yes.

(bell rings)

(dramatic music) (Wendy yelps)

Ronnie!

What the fuck? Where have you been?

- [Ronnie] Yeah, sorry. - I've been calling you.

[Ronnie] I, I, I've been busy.

Busy what?

Why have you been ignoring me?

[Ronnie] No. (ominous music)

(sinister music)

No. Look, I, I'm not ignoring you.

Well, you are, so...

I've just been thinking, okay?

About moving to the city.

And I think I'm gonna stay.

Look, I'm sorry, okay?

But you pressured me.

- I pressured you. - Yes...

...and I got caught up in your excitement.

- I didn't know- - Ronnie!

Hey buddy. Are you okay?

I'm sorry, okay?

(bike rattling)

(birds chirping)

(ominous music)

(dark music)

(suspenseful music)

(bike thuds) (Michael shrieks)

(Michael breathes heavily)

(suspenseful music)

(sinister music)

(bike wheel ticking)

(sinister music)

(grass rustling)

(sinister music continues)

(dramatic music)

[Peter] You need to come with me.

Get up!

(dramatic music continues)

[Michael] Help!

Come on!

(both grunting)

(dramatic music continues)

(door thuds)

Is he in detention...

- ...or something? - I've already told you...

...he's not marked down for being in detention.

What time should you have picked him up?

[Wendy] (chuckles) Well, I was there on time, I...

[Receptionist] I can call his tutor for you...

...and see whether he's in any after-school activities.

[Wendy] Yes, please.

(engine rumbling) (suspenseful music)

(crickets chirping) (dog barks)

(door clicks)

[Michael] Who, who are you?

I'm Peter.

(eerie music)

(suspenseful music)

Peter Pan.

Oh, don't be frightened.

I'm just a big ol'teddy bear.

My mother, she used to do terrible things to me.

And when she would do things to make me upset,

I'd close my eyes.

Can you close your eyes, Michael?

Hm?

Close them. (sinister music)

Oh, good boy.

And I would dream of this magical place.

Oh, it would be filled with children our age...

...and we'd play all day and all night long...

...and I wouldn't be scared anymore.

So when you get scared, just think of that place...

...because it's real.

It's real, Michael.

(ominous music)

What I'm giving you for your birthday is the greatest gift...

...a child could ever ask for.

(door clicks)

(door thuds)

(dramatic music)

[Officer] So there's no problems at home.

[John] No, not at all. He's fine.

- He's just- - [Mom] No, but he is a shy...

...shy, vulnerable little boy.

He wouldn't just run away, you know that.

He's not off on some adventure.

Maybe he's just out with his friends, Mum.

He hasn't got any fucking friends, John.

Christ.

This is from the school.

(Mom exhales)

[Wendy] Oh, look. (Mom cries)

[Mom] Oh, my God. There he is.

- [Wendy] I didn't see him. - [Mom] How could you not see him?

Where did he go?

I mean, if you wasn't actually there, Wendy.

It's okay.

[John] Wendy.

No, I was there, I was just distracted.

What?

You were just, you were distracted?

What do you mean, you were distracted?

- I can't, I can't do this. - [Mom] Distracted?

I can't do this.

(Wendy pants)

(phone ringing)

I'll get it.

Hello?

(upbeat carnival music)

(ominous music)

Hello?

Who is it?

Is it Michael?

(Wendy gasps)

Hello?

(upbeat carnival music continues)

Who is this?

Who are you?

(flesh squishing)

[Peter] Don't worry about Michael.

Please. @@

I'm gonna take him to Neverland.

Who are you?

This isn't happening.

This is not happening.

You sick fuck.

(phone clatters) (keys jingling)

(door clicks)

(door slams)

(Wendy gasps)

(sinister music)

(door squeaks)

(Peter breathing shakily)

[Peter] Hey, kid.

I can't sleep.

You awake?

I know you're awake.

You want to play a game?

Oh, a game's always fun, isn't it?

Let's see.

Oh, how about a good old game of Marco Polo?

You know that game?

I'll go and hide, and you have to find me.

Are you ready?

Close your eyes.

Count to 10.

One, two, three...

...four, five, six...

...seven, eight...

...nine, 10.

(eerie music)

(Michael breathing shakily)

[Michael] Marco.

[Peter] Polo.

(suspenseful music)

(Michael gasping)

(ominous music)

Marco.

[Peter] Polo.

(dramatic music) (Michael gasping)

(foot tapping)

(glass clinking)

(Michael breathing shakily)

(glass clinking)

(wood rattling)

(glass shatters) (dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

Marco.

(Michael breathes shakily)

(plastic rustling)

Polo! (dramatic music)

(Peter coughs)

(Peter panting)

(sinister music)

Oh.

Oh, are these your friends?

He, he's my friend.

Joey.

Oh, Joey.

Oh. Would, would you like it if I brought Joey here too?

No, no, no, no.

- I, I don't want him here. - Oh, oh.

Oh, now, Michael, you're a special, special boy.

I see great things for you, hm, in a place where you...

...can be a little boy for the rest of your existence.

Living the most incredible life.

Mm.

And I could let Joey come with you.

Hm.

(Peter coughs)

(upbeat carnival music)

You know, my mother used to play this song to me...

...and the other little boys at school.

What happened to your mother?

(sniffs) No, you don't need to worry about her.

I won't let her touch my boys again.

(ominous music)

[Tiger] Is it true what they're saying about-

Yeah.

We got the same call.

[Tiger] It's crazy.

They all thought he was dead, but he's back.

Peter Pan.

They always said he was out there...

...but everyone forgot about it and moved on.

Oh, got to go T.

Mm.

Call you later?

(thunder rumbling)

I've looked and looked, I just...

...I just don't know where to look next.

I've been calling around.

Look, Mum, why don't you go to bed?

Get some rest.

If anything happens to him...

...I'll never forgive myself.

(birds chirping)

Look, none of this is your fault, okay?

- Seriously. - No.

It is.

I wanna help bring him back.

Don't tell Mum.

I'll call in school and say you're sick.

So where are we going?

I found an address of somebody in Ashdown who experienced this...

...so I'm gonna see who they are...

...and see what they know.

(ominous music)

(engine rumbling)

(car door thuds)

(doorbell rings)

(birds chirping)

Incredibly sorry for what you're going through.

Back then we'd leave the doors unlocked...

...in our houses like there was nothing to fear.

It was a safe community.

The police never found his, his body after that...

...awful incident with that boy's mother.

[Wendy] What happened if I may ask?

When Timmy went missing, what do you remember?

(Steven sighs)

It was the autumn time.

In the evening, Timmy asked if he could walk over...

...to his friend's house a few streets down, and so we agreed.

Then it got later and later and, uh, he didn't come home.

So I called the friend's home.

They told me that he had never arrived in the first place.

So I, I was thinking, where'd he been all that time...

...if he hadn't been there?

I mean, that's where he said he was going.

Then...

Then you got the call.

(ominous music)

[Peter] I'm going to take him to Netherland.

(door creaks)

He always told us he felt like a little girl inside...

...and his mother believed him.

My Timmy was always such a, a kind child.

I still can't after all these years...

...bring myself to pack this room away.

I still feel one day there'll be a knock on the door...

...and my little Timmy will come home.

I hope they find your brother, Wendy.

(suspenseful music)

Really, I do.

(bell rings)

(children laughing)

(suspenseful music)

(birds chirping) (engine rumbling)

Look at this.

Right on time.

(Peter chuckles)

Oh, come on, mate.

All right, kids, stay put.

Let me see if I can help this guy.

Sir, if you need a hand moving it to the side.

Huh.

(ominous music)

Oh.

Oh, uh, these old vans, you know, uh...

...always acting up and they're completely unpredictable.

(driver grunts) (knife thuds)

(body thuds)

(sinister music)

(water splashing)

(eerie music)

[Child] Hide.

(sinister music)

Well...

(ominous music) (Peter breathes heavily)

Who wants to come to Neverland with me, hm?

(Peter chuckles)

(children screaming) (sinister music)

(door clicks)

(door thuds)

(glass rattling)

Oh.

Thank you.

I'm Tinkerbell.

He coughs a lot.

He isn't well, is he?

Oh, he's close to Neverland.

And this is his sign.

That's why he must act now to take the children with him.

Before it's too late.

[Michael] How long have you been here?

[Tinkerbell] I was the first to be chosen.

He keeps you here, doesn't he?

(chuckles) He, he doesn't keep me here.

So you can leave whenever you want then.

He's not gonna let me go, is he?

Where Peter takes the children is a place more special...

...and spectacular than anyone could ever dream.

Why hasn't he taken you there then?

Because I'm different.

And I've always been different.

I'm a fairy.

(hand rustling)

One day I'll be a bigger being, something magical...

...where I can be and do whatever I like.

I just need to follow his guidance.

Same for you.

I'll be back soon.

My family.

They'll miss me...

...if I don't return.

I don't wanna be anywhere else.

I was happy.

(door clicks)

(door thuds)

(crickets chirping)

(door rattling)

What's wrong?

(John breathes heavily)

Is it Michael?

- [John] He- - Is it Michael?

- Have you seen the news? - No.

What is it? Where is he? What's happening?

Sit down, sit down, sit down.

(chilling music)

Tell me.

Michael's friends.

They found their school bus...

...but they found the kids in the woods.

(dramatic music)

It's okay.

It's okay.

[John] He's dead.

No, he's not. No.

John. John. It's okay.

You're okay.

Just breathe.

(door squeaks)

Mum?

(ominous music)

Mum?

Come on.

He's gone.

No.

He isn't.

You can't say that.

I think you should go to your dad's.

(Wendy sniffles)

(ominous music)

(water splashing)

(sinister music)

(metal clatters)

(mumbles indistinctly)

(mumbles indistinctly)

(Peter cackles)

(mumbles indistinctly)

I'll send him to you tonight.

(Peter gasping)

(ominous music)

(dark music)

What are you doing?

Where do they really go?

You know where they go.

I told you.

You don't believe me? Hm?

You think I'm lying?

I always believe you.

(Peter grunts)

Yeah.

- Yes, you do. - Yeah.

(Tinkerbell moans)

(Tinkerbell grunts)

Don't you ever fucking question me again!

- Do you understand? - Yes, I'm sorry!

(Tinkerbell cries)

I'm sorry.

(suspenseful music)

Don't.

Stay!

Don't go.

(suspenseful music continues)

(metal clangs)

What did I tell you about making a fucking noise?

(object thuds)

- Honestly, fuck being around that. - Thanks.

But no, it's okay.

I need to be there.

I just needed somewhere to...

...you know.

You done with these, girlies?

Right, I'm gonna hit the sack.

Joey.

Let's get you to bed.

'Night, Wendy.

I'll pray for Michael tonight.

Goodnight, ladies.

Look Wendy, if, if there's anything we can do...

Thank you.

Right, there's, um, blankets in the downstairs cupboard.

Do you know where they are, T?

Yeah, I'm gonna let Wendy stay in my room tonight.

I don't mind staying on the sofa.

- Good girl. - Right.

Sleep well.

- Are you sure? - Yeah.

Thanks, T.

His first victim, Timmy Carter...

...who was taken when Peter was just 17 years old.

Reporting from the town of Norwood where 11 children...

...were taken from their school bus and brutally murdered.

This comes a day after a local boy went missing.

The boy cannot be named, but his family spoke...

...of receiving a haunting phone call from a man.

(phone dings)

(Wendy sighs)

(fire crackling) (footsteps tapping)

(hand thuds)

(window squeaks)

(curtain rustles)

(eerie music)

(suspenseful music)

(Peter hushes)

(knife thuds) (flesh squishes)

(Tiger screams)

(bag rustles)

Phone charger.

- Get out! - Get out of my house!

(Tiger screaming)

Get out of here!

(Miles shouts indistinctly)

Get out of my house!

Now! Now!

(indistinct screams) (ominous music)

(Miles groans)

(loud thudding)

(indistinct screams)

(door creaks)

(Miles groans)

(sinister music)

(Miles coughs)

(dramatic music) (knife thuds)

(sinister music)

(Wendy panting)

(bag rustling)

(door thuds) (suspenseful music)

(sinister music)

(Peter breathes rapidly)

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

(Wendy breathes heavily)

Tiger, no. No, no.

(door rattles)

(door thuds)

(Wendy gasps)

(dramatic music) (Wendy shrieks)

Untie me.

(indistinct talking)

Okay.

- Okay. - Where is he?

Where is he?

Where is he?

(dramatic music)

Go! Go save Joey!

Go!

(dramatic music) (Mel screams)

No!

(Mel screams)

(muffled screaming) (sinister music)

(tape rustling)

(Mel gargling)

(Mel gags)

(door thuds)

(Wendy gasping)

(curtain rustling)

(car door rumbling)

(Joey groans)

(ominous music)

(body thuds) (Wendy groans)

(ominous music)

(Wendy gags) (engine revving)

(keys jingling) (engine rumbling)

(Wendy groans)

(engine rumbling)

(tense music)

(upbeat rock music)

(Peter cheers)

(Peter coughs)

(dramatic music)

(door rattling)

(Wendy breathes shakily)

(ominous music) (Wendy moans)

(Wendy breathes shakily)

(door thuds)

(suspenseful music)

(door creaks)

(door thuds)

(suspenseful music continues)

(door rattling)

(Peter coughs)

(sinister music)

(Peter coughs)

(sinister music continues)

(animal roars)

(door clicks)

(Joey gasps)

Oh...

...now you have a little friend.

(ominous music)

(Peter giggles)

There's no need to be frightened.

Oh!

Do you want to hear a story?

You're going to hurt us.

He's going to help you.

Just do as he says.

Tonight...

...one of you will...

...get to go to Neverland.

Oh.

Oh.

No need to be afraid.

At Neverland, oh, anything you can dream.

Oh, once you accept my invitation...

...a wealth of dreams will be given to you.

So...

...who wants to go first?

Eeny...

...meeny...

...miny...

...moe.

Hm.

Aren't you the lucky one?

You gotta say yes.

You won't hurt me?

Oh, no, of course not.

(suspenseful music)

Okay.

No.

No, don't.

Don't.

No!

(body thuds) (Michael grunts)

You're lying.

You're lying to me.

Stop it. Come on now, stop.

Get away from me.

I wanna go home.

I wanna go.

Don't fight against this, Michael.

(ominous music)

(objects clattering)

- Yes. - Where do you think you're going?

(Wendy panting)

(ominous music)

(Wendy gasps) (silverware clinking)

(footsteps tapping)

(ominous music) (Wendy panting)

(sinister music)

(ominous music)

Birthday.

- (Wendy gasps) - Who are you?

Please.

Please (indistinct).

I, I just want my brother back.

Michael.

Is he down there?

I, I won't tell anybody.

Please.

(Wendy whimpers)

I just want him home.

(Wendy sniffles)

I'm begging you.

(Joey groans)

Please. Please.

(Wendy sniffles)

Let me go!

- Let me go! - Please!

- Go!

(door rattles)

(Joey groans)

Let me go, let me go.

(Tinkerbell breathes heavily)

(Wendy breathes heavily)

(ominous music)

Michael?

Michael!

(Wendy breathes heavily)

I thought you were dead.

It's okay.

It's okay. I'm gonna get you out of here.

Okay?

(Tinkerbell gasps)

(Peter coughs)

verything okay?

(Tinkerbell sniffles)

(Peter sighs)

Hm.

(lighter clicks)

You know what I'm doing is for the best.

Right?

I can't stop.

See, it's my duty to send the kids to Neverland...

...and protect them from this world.

What happens...

...in that room?

You know every single person in my life...

...has left me at some point.

Well, not you.

Um.

(sniffles)

No, you're special.

Mm.

You're different from the other women I've met.

Something greater than this world.

Oh, you'd never leave me.

So, why don't you sit down and...

...have some more of your magic pixie dust, hm?

(ominous music)

Good girl.

Tell me.

I think you know.

Why now?

What's gotten into you?

(phone buzzing) (ominous music)

What the fuck is that?

(phone buzzes)

Who the fuck is in this house?

(Tinkerbell gasps)

What's going on here, Tinks?

Don't hurt the boys.

Hurt?

Hurt the boys?

What do you mean hurt them?

I'm saving them.

But who the fuck are you to question me now?

After all I've done for you.

After all the care...

...I've given you when no one else wanted you.

(Tinkerbell hums)

And society rejected you.

Where are they?

(Tinkerbell breathes shakily)

(Michael hyperventilating)

Michael, listen to me.

You have to trust me.

(door slams)

(ominous music)

He's coming.

You have to hide.

(sinister music)

(door thuds)

Where's Joey?

I heard someone in here.

Where are they?

Do you know...

...what happens to little boys who lie...

...Michael?

They don't get to go to Neverland.

You know what happens instead?

They live the rest of their lives...

...alone.

And in pain.

Now do you know how they get to that place, Michael?

You see, I, I take my hands...

...and I put them around their little throats...

...and like a snake I squeeze as tight...

...as I possibly can till their blood runs cold.

- Run! - (object thuds)

Michael, run! Go, go, go!

(door rattling)

(ominous music) (Wendy shrieks)

No.

I can't let you go.

Tinkerbell, please.

Please.

Timmy?

(ominous music)

I know what happened to you.

(Tinkerbell gasps)

Your, your father misses you.

Huh.

Michael's family...

...misses him too.

You know...

...what's happening here.

It isn't right.

I, I just wanted to go home.

(ominous music)

(Tinkerbell shrieks) (metal clinking)

(Wendy breathes heavily)

Hide.

- Go! - Bitch!

(door thudding) (Peter grunts)

(Tinkerbell whimpers)

Where is she?

(sinister music)

So, you're playing with them now, huh?

(both breathing heavily)

Joey?

(Michael breathing shakily)

999, police or ambulance, please?

You lied to me.

Lied?

The only ones who lied to you are those outside.

For years...

...I begged and begged...

...to go home, and you told me...

...they didn't want me.

Oh, Tinks.

(ominous music)

They don't see you for what you are.

See, you're meant for more than this.

I told you one day you'd fly with me to Neverland.

And you do this to me?

(Tinkerbell cries)

- You turn your back on me. - Just stop!

It's time to stop.

(suspenseful music)

(metal clinking)

(Wendy whimpers)

(Wendy gasps)

Are you okay?

Come with me. Come on.

Keep your phone on you.

We'll be tracking your location.

You know, I don't think you deserve to go to Neverland.

You're just a failed Lost Boy.

Okay, come behind me.

I don't believe in Neverland.

Oh, well that's fine...

...because I never believed in fairies anyway.

(both grunting)

(body thuds) (glass shattering)

How dare you fucking betray me!

(bone crunches) (Tinkerbell screams)

(body thuds)

Fuck with me once...

(foot thuds) (Tinkerbell screams)

(bones crunching)

Well, you sure as hell won't fuck with me again.

(knife thuds) (Tinkerbell screams)

(bones crunching) (blood splattering)

(Tinkerbell whimpers)

Okay.

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

Okay. Hold on.

(Wendy grunts)

Okay, it's okay. Okay.

Okay.

Okay, (indistinct).

Okay, okay.

(Wendy grunts)

Fuck.

(wood clacks) (Wendy grunts)

(Wendy panting)

Listen...

...when you get out of here...

...you need to run as fast as you can and do not look back...

...do you understand me?

- No matter what. - Okay.

- Okay. - Okay.

Okay, you need to send help here, Joey.

- Yes, you understand? - Okay.

Okay, I'm gonna get you out. Quickly.

That's it.

Go!

Go! Go, go!

(ominous music)

(grass rustling)

(metal clattering)

(water dripping)

(ground rustling)

(Wendy gasps)

(suspenseful music)

(ominous music)

(metal clattering)

(Hook screams) (Wendy screams)

Gotcha!

(knife thuds) (Peter groans)

Where do you think you're going?

(foot thuds)

(sinister music)

(Wendy gasps)

(chain rattling)

(Wendy whimpers)

(ominous music)

Help me.

(Hook whimpers)

It's okay.

(Hook whimpers)

I'm not gonna hurt you.

(Hook whimpers) (chain rattles)

I will get you!

I have to go.

(Wendy gasps)

(Hook whimpers)

I'm sorry!

I'll send help.

Help me! Help me!

(door squeaks)

(door thuds) (dramatic music)

(Wendy screams)

(sinister music)

(Wendy screams)

- Get back here! - (Wendy screams)

(both groaning)

(mouth crunches) (Wendy screams)

(sinister music) (glass shattering)

(Wendy shrieks) (knee thuds)

(glass shattering)

(body thuds)

Looks like you need a plaster on that.

(Peter breathes heavily)

Don't give up.

(skull crunching) (Tinkerbell screams)

(Wendy screams)

(Wendy cries)

(suspenseful music)

(Peter grunts) (skull crunches)

Get on up!

(objects clattering)

(Wendy shrieks)

(needle thuds)

(sinister music)

You!

(sinister music)

(muttering indistinctly)

I fucking know.

I know.

(Peter groans)

(Peter gasping)

(door thuds)

(glass crunches) (Wendy shrieks)

(suspenseful music)

(Wendy gasps)

(door thuds) (Peter grunts)

(Wendy whimpers)

(tape rustling)

(sinister music) (wood cracking)

Girls don't get to go to Neverland.

(Peter grunts)

Marco.

(upbeat carnival music)

Marco.

Polo.

(Wendy grunts) (metal thuds)

Michael! Michael!

Wendy!

Wendy!

(ominous music)

I don't want to stop playing.

(door thuds)

Get away!

You!

It's time for you to go to Neverland.

(Peter grunts)

(Peter groans)

(Wendy shrieks)

(dramatic music) (Michael coughs)

(body thuds)

No!

(bat thuds) (Wendy grunts)

(glass shattering) (Wendy groans)

(objects clattering)

(Wendy panting)

(Wendy whimpers) (blood spurting)

(sinister music)

(glass shattering)

(table thuds)

(Peter whimpers)

Don't hurt me.

(Peter crying)

Please, don't hurt me.

I'm just a little boy.

I'm just a little boy.

I'm just a little boy!

(Wendy yells) (bat thuds)

(metal clattering)

(both groaning) (eyes crunching)

(Wendy screams)

(object thuds) (Wendy gasps)

(Michael screams)

Michael.

(object thuds) (guts squishing)

Stop.

(Michael screams)

(Wendy breathes heavily)

(Peter grunts)

??

You ruined everything.

You can go to Neverland alone.

(Peter gurgling)

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

(Hook screams) (guts squishing)

(Peter screams) (sinister music)

(Wendy gasps)

(sirens wailing)

(light dramatic music)

Okay, make a wish! Let's go!

Woo! (everyone cheers)

Yay!

- Well done! - Yes!

Happy birthday!

Right, onto the presents.

- I made you the icing- - Yes!

- Did you make a wish? - Oh, yeah.

I've got that. - Yeah, yeah.

You sure? Did it come true?

(indistinct)

Ooh! Drum roll for this one!

Ooh!

- It's a drone! - Yay!

Is that the one you wanted?

- Yeah. - How cool is that?

- Is that a camera there as well? - Yeah, there's a camera.

We can go down to the beach and we can fly it (indistinct).

?? Yeah.

That's sick.

- Birthday's a lot better this year? - Yeah. Yeah.

Right.

I think it's time for my presents.

- Yeah. - Okay.

So, step aside.

Um, which one should we do next?

Let's do this one, which is not even wrapped.

(laughing) Oh, sorry, I was in a rush.

- Okay. (phone ringing)

- Oh, uh... - Do you wanna guess what it is?

- I'll grab that, guys.

You go on and open it, I'll be right back.

Okay.

Hello?

(upbeat carnival music)

(ominous music)

- Stop, ooh! - Do you like'em?

Yeah.

(suspenseful music) (indistinct talking)

(haunting music)

(suspenseful music)

(sinister music)

(sinister music continues)