- Simón: [while reading Peter Pan] Wendy grows old and dies?
- Laura: Wendy grows old, but Peter Pan takes her daughter to Neverland every year.
- Simón: Why doesn't Wendy go, too? If Peter Pan came to get me, would you come, too?
- Laura: No. I'm too old to go to Neverland, darling.
- Simón: How old are you?
- Laura: Thirty-seven.
- Simón: At what age will you die?
- Laura: What sort of question is that? Not for a long time, until you're very old.
- Simón: I won't grow old. I'm not going to grow up.
- Laura: Will you be like Peter Pan?
- Simón: Like my new friends.
- Laura: There's more than one?
- Simón: Six.
- Laura: They won't grow up either?
- Simón: They can't.
- [last lines]
- Laura: [narrating a story] Once upon a time there was a house near the beach where the lost children lived...
- [continues narrating]
- Bálaban: Everything around you is beginning to fade. Darkness is forming a circle around you, and it's closing in on you. Everything is fading. We're no longer here. Now you're alone in the darkness, and the darkness begins to disappear. I'm going to count down from ten and once I've finished, you can go wherever you want and will be able to see anyone who is hiding in this house. Ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five... four... three... two... one. You can open your eyes.