我又开始写了，我会继续写下去，不会半途而废。

　　J.M. Barrie: She would be very pleased to know that.

　　Listen, i've just spoken to your grandmother and i am staying for good.

　　（她知道你这么做，一定很高兴。我刚刚跟你祖母说了，我会永远和你们在一起。）

　　Peter D.: I am sorry i was so horrible.

　　（抱歉我刚刚态度那么差。）

　　J.M. Barrie: Don't worry.

　　（别放在心上。）

　　Peter D.: it's just... i thought she'd always be here.

　　（我只是以为，她会永远陪伴着我们。）

　　J.M. Barrie: So did I. But in fact, She is because she's on every page of your imagination.

　　You will always have her here, always.

　　（我也是这么想。然而，其实她一直都在，在你每一年的想像之中。

　　她会一直都在那里的。）

　　Peter D.: But why she had to die?

　　(那她为何一定要死呢？）

　　J.M. Barrie: I don't know, boy. When i think of your mother, I always remember how happy she looked sitting there in the parlor, watching a play about her family, about her boys that never grew up. She went to Neverland. You can visit her anytime you like, if you just go there yourself,

　　(孩子，我也不知道。当我想起你妈妈的时候，我就想起她坐在客厅里看关于她家庭的那出戏的时候，

　　里面有她永远长不大的孩子，是多么的愉悦。她去了梦幻岛。你一个人的时候，可以随时去探访她。)

　　Peter D.: How?

　　(怎么去？）

　　J.M. Barrie: By believing, Peter. Just believe.

　　(只要相信就行，Peter。只要相信。）