The Lost Boys (1978)

Ann Bell: Sylvia Llewelyn Davies

Quotes 

• Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : I wish we didn't have to leave the pram in the hallway. There's no room for my flowers.

  Arthur Llewelyn Davies : I think the pram more beautiful than the flowers.

• Arthur Llewelyn Davies : This is a little out-of-hand, isn't it?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Not that I've noticed.

  Arthur Llewelyn Davies : He's following our boys around like a lap dog. If he's so fond of children, why doesn't he have any of his own?

• J.M. Barrie : Is this really Michael?

  Michael : Of course I'm Michael. Did you escape, too?

  J.M. Barrie : Escape?

  Michael : When we were being chased by that man.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Michael's dreams are as wayward as your own.

  J.M. Barrie : Oh, yes, you mean that man that looked like this.

• Arthur Llewelyn Davies : I wanted to get you an edition with illustrations, but your mother thought they might give you nightmares.

  Michael : Give me what?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Give you nightmares, darling, because... Oh, never mind. Why don't you wheel your father around the garden and show him all the flowers that have come up since he's been gone?

  Nico : Michael, look what Uncle Jim has brought you!

  Michael : Oh, may I go and open it?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Michael, darling, you really ought to...

  Arthur Llewelyn Davies : Let him go if he wants to.

  Jack : Why does he call him Uncle Jim?

  George : Well, why not?

  Jack : He's not our uncle.

  Arthur Llewelyn Davies : Now, Jack, I think Uncle Jim suits him very well.

• Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Jimmy, the operations were one thing, but if you start paying for the boys to go to school, well, I don't think Arthur could bear that.

  J.M. Barrie : Do you know how much money Peter Pan has made me since it first opened?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : What has that got to do with it?

  J.M. Barrie : Just over half a million pounds, not including America. Where would Peter Pan be if it weren't for George? Don't you think he deserves his share of the spoils?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : But what about the others? We can't just send George to Eton. It wouldn't be fair on the others.

  J.M. Barrie : Don't worry. I'll get my money's worth out of them yet.

  Michael : Dark and sinister man, have at thee!

• J.M. Barrie : All babies are birds, if they did but know it.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : You seem to know a lot about it.

  J.M. Barrie : You could say I'm something of an authority.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Oh, do you have any children?

  J.M. Barrie : One or two. No, I exaggerate. Just one.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : A boy?

  J.M. Barrie : A dog.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : I see. And that makes you an authority?

  J.M. Barrie : Boys and dogs have a lot in common, only dogs have a better sense of humor.

• Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : I met a friend of yours.

  George : Who?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Your friend Mr. Barrie.

  George : Who?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : The man you meet in Kensington Gardens.

  George : Who?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : The man with the dog!

  George : Oh, him.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Did you know he was a very famous writer?

  George : No. But he can wiggle his ears.

• Mary Hodgson : Say your grace first.

  George : Thanks for the tea.

  Mary Hodgson : That wasn't much of a grace.

  George : It wasn't much of a tea, either. Jack ate it all.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Jack, if you go on stuffing like that, you'll be sick tomorrow.

  Jack : I'll be sick tonight!

• J.M. Barrie : I'll make you a sporting offer. I'll give you a shilling now, and there's the the end of it, or I'll pay you a halfpenny for every night of the play I use it in.

  Jack : Mother, what do you think?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Well, dearest, it all depends on whether or not you think Mr. Barrie's play is going to be a success.

  [George whispers something in Jack's ear] 

  Jack : In that case, I'll take the money.

• Arthur Llewelyn Davies : I get little enough time with the boys as it is, and... Besides, what right has he got to wander in here day in and day out as if he owned the place?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : I invited him in.

  Arthur Llewelyn Davies : Well, you didn't invite him in yesterday because I was the only one here

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Yesterday you invited him in.

  Arthur Llewelyn Davies : Well, one tries to be civil.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : I really don't see what you're making such an issue about. Jimmy is a friend of the boys, and they're friends of his. It all seems perfectly reasonable to me.

  Arthur Llewelyn Davies : Well, it doesn't to me, nor to one or two other people, to be frank. They find the whole thing rather odd.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : What's odd about it, for heaven's sake?

  Arthur Llewelyn Davies : You know perfectly well what I mean. I mean odd. Unhealthy.

• George : Mr. Barrie's been telling us the most awful stories. Can't he stay and tell us just one more?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : I'm sure he's had quite enough of both of you for one evening. Don't I get a kiss?

  Jack : Oh, all right, but if Father tries it, I'll kick him.

  George : Are you going out for long?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : No, and you'll be quite safe. Nothing can harm you once the night-lights are lit, despite what Mr. Barrie may have told you.

  Jack : I'm not scared.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Sweet dreams.

  George : Goodnight, Mother.

• Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Oh, my Michael, my poor lamb. I've never known such a frail child.

• Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Why are you so fond of George?

  J.M. Barrie : Aren't you?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Of course, but I'm his mother.

• Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : What is it, darling? Oh, my Michael, there's nothing to be afraid of. I'll be well again soon.

  Michael : Do you promise?

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : I promise.

  Michael : Goodbye, Mother.

  Sylvia Llewelyn Davies : Oh, don't say goodbye like that. Let me see my Michael smile.