Peter Llewelyn Davies:
What did you bring me over here for?
Mrs. Llewelyn Davies:
Peter!
Peter Llewelyn Davies: This is absurd. It's just a dog.
Mrs. Llewelyn Davies: Come on, darling.
J.M. Barrie: "Just a dog"? "Just?”
Porthos, don't listen to him.
Porthos dreams of being a bear and you want to dash those dreams
by saying he's "just a dog?” What
a horrible, candle-snuffing word. That's
like saying, "He can't climb that mountain, he's just a man.” Or,
"That's not a diamond, it's just a rock."
"Just."
Peter Llewelyn Davies: Fine then. Turn him into a bear ... if
you can.
Mrs. Llewelyn Davies: Peter, where are your manners?
J.M. Barrie: With those eyes, my bonny lad, I'm afraid you'd
never see it. However, with just a wee bit of imagination, I can turn around right now
and see … the great bear, Porthos.
Dance with me ...
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