JOHN DARLING: Belongs to the Algonquin.
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.