Hook

[Peter recalls a memory from his childhood]

Wendy Darling: Peter, I can't come with you. I've forgotten how to fly. I'm old, Peter. Now so much more than twenty. I grew up a long time ago.

Young Peter Pan: No, no, no! You promised!

Wendy Darling: I have children of my own now. And they have children. That is my grandchild, Moira, asleep in the bed.

Peter Banning: As I saw her lying there sleeping, something changed in me forever.

Young Peter Pan: I shall give her a kiss.

Wendy Darling: No, Peter. No buttons. No thimbles. I can't bear to see Moira's heart be broken after she finds out she can't keep you.

Young Peter Pan: No. I mean a real kiss.