The Orphanage
The Orphanage

Laura: 1, 2, 3. Toca la pared.

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The Orphanage

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.

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The Orphanage

Aurora: Seeing is not believing. It's the other way around. Believe, and you will see.

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The Orphanage

Simón: [from his room in the middle of the night] Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!
Carlos: [roused half-awake] I'll go, it's my turn.
[falls right back to sleep]