Puurrfect. When you're not on edge, you're taking up too much space.
Threats, promises and good intentions don't amount to action.
Every picture tells a story. Sometimes we don't like the ending. Sometimes we don't understand it.
Ah, Alice. We can't go home again. No surprise really. Only a very few find the way, and most of them don't recognise it when they do. Delusions, too, die hard with memory. Only the savage regard the endurance of pain as the measure of worth. Forgetting pain is convenient, remembering it agonising. But recovering the truth is worth the suffering and our Wonderland, though damaged, is safe in memory... for now.
Abandon that hope! A new law reigns in this wonderland Alice, it's very rough justice all around. We're at risk here. You, be on your guard.
A secret is only a secret when it is unspoken to another.
Different denotes neither bad nor good, but it certainly means not the same.
The world is upside-down, Alice. Inmates run the asylum - no offence - and worst of all... I'm left tea-less!
The insolence, the arrogance the execrable table manners! They are destroyers of Wonderland! Defilers! Denuders! Derangers! Delightful...
The law is just. Just a whisper away. Who knows how to measure rules? With a ruler! Cruel rules.
Everything's a nail, is it, Miss Hammerhead? First it was your search, freighted with fear and fragmented memories. Now it's the train! Never time for tea. While your brain's on holiday, we're ruined! Now we're all mad here and that's a good excuse for going to hell in a teapot, but not for forgetting what your senses saw.
Forgetting's just forgetting, except when it's not. Then they call it something else. I'd like to forget what you did. I've tried, but I can't.
Nurse Witless: Still a mess, no surprise. Her kin roasted like chestnuts right before her eyes. Ten years in Rutledge Asylum wasted everyone's time! Dr Bumby won't do better. Still hauling out her questions: the fire, her memory. I deserve consideration, don't I? Who found her her new clothes? Who got her a place at Bumby's? Where she'd be without me? On the street, selling her backside! Likes my pigeons, though. She's doled out the odd pound or two. But I know what's worth more than that! Kept her secret, haven't I? Heard her say 'All died on my account, I couldn't save you!' I've told her my silence is for sale, cheap! I'm a good sort, really, not like her nanny, that uppity whore! Or that lawyer fellow Radcliffe [who] took her stupid rabbit! Need money... warned her I'd tell the coppers if she didn't make a 'donation' to my upkeep. She yells and goes off her head. Days she can't remember her name, what I heard.
Dr Bumby: Am I not to be as much honoured and obeyed as the Queen? Is that asking too much? I want what she wanted. Give yourself over to that: trade the tentacles for the train. It's altogether a better ride. It's that or back to Rutledge!
Nurse Witless: Never a kind word or reward for services rendered! Don't I deserve a bit of luck? Don't piss on what's right and owing to me, I say! Brought you out of the asylum, now you'll go back of your own accord!
Nanny: I told your mother, dear. You're a distant and stubborn child, too content in her own world. Young women need to leave their wonderlands. The real world is not so wonderful. You'll need to grow up. Perhaps some more time in 'care'?
Radcliffe: You look decent enough. But appearances deceive: I know you for an unstable and violent person! I can't say I'm surprised you've been incarcerated in the asylum again. A long stay under supervision would serve you right!
Sword and crown are worthless here,
I invite everyone to dance
Labourers, lawyers, church and gown all make their little prance.
Caterpillar: A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!
Alice: A single step off London Bridge could end my journey...
Caterpillar: Failure as your epitaph? I'd hoped you were more courageous!
Alice: I've come all this way to find a simulacrum?!
Caterpillar: If I had the time, I'd detail how often you prefer dealing with illusions rather than the real thing. Problems you refuse to deal with don't exist! You deny reality!
Alice: That's not right! I know what's real!
Caterpillar: No! You allow others to tell you what isn't real.
Alice: My memories are shattered! This wicked train has ruined nearly all I can recall and Wonderland will perish completely as I lose my mind. So much has changed... I can't help Wonderland if I can't help myself!
Caterpillar: Much has changed, but you've got it backwards: save Wonderland and you may save yourself! The Carpenter was on to something, but he was hiding from the real. Your goal is to accept it!
Alice: Where should I go, then? What should I do?
Caterpillar: The Queen must be served, Alice. The Queen, in all her guises, must always be served.
Alice: How can she stem this growing corruption or assist my search? What does she know that I don't?
Caterpillar: She is someone you once knew and loved. Time changes us all.
Alice: Not all change is good!
Caterpillar: Remember that when you find the Queen!
Cheshire Cat: Back to admire your handiwork? Returning to the scene of the crime?
Alice: It had to be done, Cat, you said so yourself! 'You and this Red Queen cannot both survive. She is a cancer in your body. Excise her or perish!'
Cheshire Cat: Well, she was the face of evil in the heart of darkness...
Alice: She didn't treat you too well last time, lost your head as I recall!
Cheshire Cat: She was completely deranged. You picked up her crown, but now you've put it down. You must speak to her; what's left of her, anyway.
Alice: The Red Kingdom's in ruins, but you're no better off!
White King: When you defeated her, I tried to reclaim the castle, but I was set upon by her monstrosities. The malignant royal bitch still reigns.
Alice: I'm here to petition her. I must get inside.
White King: The only way in is through me. Sacrifices must be made.
Alice: Those who say so usually mean 'they should be made by others'.
White King: Cynicism is a disease! It can be cured. Once inside, beware of the outsize killer who patrols her domain. Never confront him; he is invincible. Now cut me loose; I'll show you the meaning of 'sacrifice'.
Alice: [to the Queen] I was expecting someone else!
Queen of Hearts: You don't know your own mind!
Alice: It's nearly a complete stranger!
Queen of Hearts: What you claim not to know is merely what you've denied. You've recaptured your vagrant memories: what are you doing with them?! You once rejected my attempts to control our lives forcefully, but now you've allowed another to succeed in my role!
Alice: I won't miss your tentacles.
Queen of Hearts: [infuriated] You'd prefer the hot stinking breath and unyielding attentions of a potent, unreasoning, unfeeling hellraiser?! I don't think so!
Alice: Can you give me more than a warning? Caterpillar said you might help!
Queen of Hearts: I'd need a better reason to respond than what's currently on offer!
Alice: If you don't, we're all doomed!
Queen of Hearts: Not doomed. Forgotten! I may survive here, but you're finished! You see the pattern of destruction, I know you do! The train is trying to destroy all evidence of your past and especially the fire. Now, who would want that? Who benefits from your madness?!
Alice: The destruction of Wonderland... is the destruction of me?!
Queen of Hearts: Indeed! And vice versa!
Alice: I've set it in motion, I can derail it. This is good for me! I'm not insane! I didn't kill my family. I am fine. I'm not mad, I'm innocent - I mean, not guilty! [sees the tentacles wrapping around her] What's happening, what are you doing?!
Queen of Hearts: The train must be stopped, but there's more to do. Your view conceals a tragedy. The whole truth you 'claim' to seek eludes you because you won't look at what's around you! [swallows Alice; Inside Alice's memories] There is no method in this madness!
Dr Wilson: My professional opinion? Madness is often a treatable disease, though perhaps not in this case.
Queen of Hearts: Authority must be obeyed, or it must be overthrown!
Nurse Witless: 'Cruel to be kind', that's my technique as they say, but she's as mad as a hatter, poor dearie!
Dr Bumby: Worst is over, and over, and over. Forget it, Alice - forget it!
Insane Child: The unstable are more than merely mad: they have 'other parts'. The Dollmaker will deprive them of what remains of their deranged souls. They need care!
Alice: I know their pain. I would assist, but is sanity required for the job?
Insane Child: A limited quantity. You're not mad enough to be rejected. You're like them, of them in a way, but not them. I should say 'not us', for I'm them, but you are on your way. The way is clearly marked.
Alice: I believe I know that way and I'd rather not travel further along it.
Alice: Am I not the most wretched and selfish of fortune's fools? Oblivious, I live in a training ground for prostitutes! My mentor is an abuser and purveyor! I've been complicit with my sister's murderer and the killer of my family as he corrupted my mind! I sought relief from my pain and you turned me away from the truth!
The Dollmaker: You were almost there. Almost free from what you fear. You could have been cured, you could have forgotten!
Alice: Abandon the memory of my family?
The Dollmaker: They are dead, and you should be too.
Alice: You misbegotten abomination! Murderer! You bloodsucking parasite! The damage you've done to children, the abuse!
The Dollmaker: I provide a service. In the great and awful metropolis, appetites of all sorts must be satisfied.
Alice: My family - my mind - the Infernal Train!
The Dollmaker: The train is your... invention, your defence. I merely set its schedule and itinerary. The train is coming with its shiny cars, comfy seats and wheels of stars. So hush, my little ones, have no fear. The Man in the Moon is the engineer.
Alice: I'll stop that train, if it's the last thing I do!