LOST BOY 1: Belongs to the Algonquin.

JOHN DARLING: Quite savage, you know.

LOST BOYS: Let's go get him.

Come on we'll get him.

JOHN DARLING: Gentlemen. First, we must plan our strategy.

LOST BOY 2: What's strategy?

JOHN DARLING: A plan of attack.

The initial phase is

an encircling maneuver. Thus.

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MICHAEL DARLING: Indians, Indians. Let me in.

JOHN DARLING: Now, remember, the Indian is cunning, but not intelligent.

Therefore, we simply surround them and take them by surprise.

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JOHN DARLING: I'm frightfully sorry, old chaps.

It's all my fault.

LOST BOY 2: That's all right wild cat.

LOST BOY 1: We don't mind.

LOST BOY 3: It's okay. [DRUM BEATING]

INDIAN CHIEF: Haa! LOST BOYS: [STAMMERING] Hi Chief! INDIAN CHIEF: For many moons,

red men fight pale face lost boys.

Sometime you win.

Sometime we win.

LOST BOY 2: Okay, Chief. You win this time.

Now, turn us loose.

JOHN DARLING: Turn us loose? You mean this is only a game?

LOST BOY 1: Sure. When we win, we turn them loose,

LOST BOYS 3 AND 4: And when they win, they turn us loose.

INDIAN CHIEF: This time, no turn 'em loose.

LOST BOY 1: [LAUGHTER] He's a great spoofer

INDIAN CHIEF: Me, no spoofer.

Where you hide, Princess Tiger Lily?

LOST BOY 2: Tiger Lily?

LOST BOY 1: We ain't got your princess?

JOHN DARLING: I've certainly never seen her.

LOST BOYS: Me neither.

JOHN DARLING: I honestly don't know.

INDIAN CHIEF: It big lie.

If Tiger Lily not back by sunset,

burn 'em at stake.