Pan

Tiger Lily: "You don't want to go home?"
Hook: "I already am."

Tiger Lily: "You're going to run like a coward?"
Hook: "Well, I never really thought of it in those exact terms, but, generally speaking, yes."
Tiger Lily: "And where will you go?"
Hook: "Home. It's you know, where I come from."
Tiger Lily: "Home's not where you come from. It's where you make it."
Hook: "So help me do that..."

Peter: "Why would you want to leave a place like this? Where will you go?"
Hook: "I don't know. somewhere I'm a litle higher up on the food chain, for starters."
[something passes by fast]
Peter: "What was that?"
Hook: "Something a little higher up on the food chain."

"I am going to tell you a story about a boy who would never grow up. About the pirate who wished to kill him. About the island where fairies roamed. But this isn't the story you've heard before, because sometimes friends begin as enemies, and enemies begin as friends. Sometimes to truly understand how things end, we must first know how they begin."

"Prove yourself to be Mary's son, you must fly!"

Peter: "We'll always be friends, Hook. Won't we?"
Hook: "Always. What could possibly go wrong?"

Blackbeard: "Now kneel!"
Peter: "I will never bow to you!"

Peter: "But you said... that your mother left you."
Hook: "Yeah. I lied. I do that sometimes. It's called being a grown-up!"