Not bad for an old man.

I know what you are.

I am the best there ever was.

You're a tragedy.

Me? Tragic?

Your Wendy...

...was leaving you.

Why should she stay?

What have you to offer?

You are incomplete.

She'd rather grow up than stay with you.

Let us now take a peep into the future.

What's this I see?

'Tis the fair Wendy.

She's in her nursery.

The window's shut.

I'll open it!

- I'm afraid the window's barred. - I'll call out her name.

- She can't hear you. -No.

- She can't see you. -Wendy.