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Alice in Wonderland (1951 film)

Alice in Wonderland is a 1951 film, the thirteenth animated feature produced by Walt Disney. It is based on Lewis Carroll's novels Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking-Glass.

Directed by Clyde Geronimi and Wilfred Jackson. Written by Winston Hibler, adapted from the novels by Lewis Carroll.
A world of wonders in One Great Picture Tagline


  • It would be so nice if something would make sense for a change.
  • Well, when one's lost, I... I suppose it's good advice to stay where you are until someone finds you. But — but who'd ever think to look for me here?
  • When I get home, I shall write a book about this place. If I... If I ever do get home.
  • Oh, yes. I was sitting on the riverbank with uh... with... You-Know-Who.
  • [while magically floats down the rabbit hole] Well! After this, I shall think nothing of falling down stairs.


Sorry. You're much too big. Simply impassable. … Nothing's impossible.

Rule 42: All persons more than a mile high must leave the court immediately!

Alice's Sister: Alice. Will you kindly pay attention to your history lesson?
Alice: I'm sorry, but how can one possibly pay attention to a book with no pictures in it?
Alice's Sister: My dear child, there are a great many good books in this world without pictures.
Alice: In this world, perhaps, but in my world, the books would be nothing but pictures.
Alice's Sister: Your world? Huh! What nonsense.
Alice: [getting inspiration] Nonsense?
Alice's Sister: Once more, from the beginning.
Alice: [to her cat] That's it, Dinah. If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrariwise, what it is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be it would. You see?
Dinah: Meow.
Alice: In my world, you wouldn't say "meow." You'd say, "Yes, Miss Alice."
Dinah: Meow.
Alice: Oh, but you would. You'd be just like people, Dinah. And all the other animals too.

Alice: Oh, Dinah. It's just a rabbit with a waistcoat-- and a watch!
Rabbit: Oh, my fur and whiskers! I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!
Alice: Now this is curious. What could a rabbit possibly be late for? [running after him] Please, sir!
Rabbit: I'm late, I'm late. For a very important date. No time to say hello. Goodbye. I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.

Alice: [looking through the Doorknob's keyhole] There he is! I simply must get through.
Doorknob: Sorry. You're much too big. Simply impassable.
Alice: You mean impossible.
Doorknob: No, impassable. Nothing's impossible.

Alice: [drinks from the "Drink Me" bottle] Mmm... tastes like cherry tart. [unknowingly shrinks down to the size of the table; takes another sip] Custard. [shrinks down again, barely holding onto the bottle; takes another drink] Pineapple. [shrinks down so much, she's now even smaller than the bottle itself and struggling with its weight] Roast turkey - [finally aware of the potion's effect] Goodness! [unable to support the bottle any longer, she slips and drops it; the "Drink Me" label covers her] What did I do?!
Doorknob: [chuckles] You almost went out like a candle!
Alice: [runs up to the Doorknob; delighted] But look! I'm just the right size!
[She's about to open the door, but the Doorknob pulls away.]
Doorknob: No use. [laughs] I forgot to tell you. I'm locked!
Alice: Oh no!
Doorknob: [stops laughing] But of course, you've got the key, so-
Alice: What key?
Doorknob: Now, don't tell me you've left it up there?!
[A key magically appears on the table Alice can no longer reach.]
Alice: Oh dear!

Cheshire Cat: [singing] 'Twas brilig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogroves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
Alice: Now where in the world do you suppose that...?
Cheshire Cat: Lose something?
Alice: [turns around to find just the Cat's smile talking to her] Oh! Uh, hehe, I...I, no, no, I mean, I, I was just wondering...
Cheshire Cat: Oh, that's...quite all right. One moment please. [two eyes drop down on top of the mouth and the full cat form appears] Second chorus. [singing] 'Twas brilig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
Alice: Why, why you're a cat!
Cheshire Cat: A Cheshire Cat. [starts to disappear] All mimsy were the borogroves...
Alice: Oh, wait! Don't go, please!
Cheshire Cat: [reappears] There you are! Third chorus...
Alice: Oh, no, no. Thank you, but I just wanted to ask which way i ought to go.
Cheshire Cat: Well that depends on where you ought to get to.
Alice: Oh, it really doesn't matter, as long as I...
Cheshire Cat: Then it really doesn't matter which way you go.
Cheshire Cat: Oh by the way, if you'd really like to know, he went that way.
Alice: Who did?
Cheshire Cat: The White Rabbit.
Alice: He did?
Chesire Cat: He did what?
Alice: He went that way.
Chesire Cat: Who did?
Alice: The White Rabbit!
Chesire Cat: What rabbit?
Alice: But didn't you just say-? I mean- Oh dear!
Chesire Cat: Can you stand on your head?

Cheshire Cat: If I were looking for a white rabbit, I'd ask the Mad Hatter.
Alice: The Mad Hatter? Oh, no no no...
Cheshire Cat: Or, there's the March Hare, in that direction.
Alice: Oh, thank you. I think i shall visit him...
Cheshire Cat: Of course, he's mad, too.
Alice: But I don't want to go among mad people!
Cheshire Cat: Oh, you can't help that. Most everyone's mad here. [laughs maniacally and begins to disappear] You may have noticed that I'm not all there myself.

Alice: [to herself]Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Mad Hatter: I beg your pardon?
Alice: Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Mad Hatter: [shocked] WHY IS A WHAT?!
March Hare: [nervously] Careful! SHE'S STARK RAVING MAD!
Alice: But it's your silly riddle. You just said...
Mad Hatter: [nervously] Easy! Don't get excited!
March Hare: [trying to make peace with Alice] How about a nice cup of tea?
Alice: [angrily] "Have a cup of tea" indeed! Well, I'M sorry, but I just HAVEN'T the time!
White Rabbit: N-n-n-no time, no time, no time! Hello, good bye, I'm late, I'm late
Alice: The rabbit!
White Rabbit: I'm so late! I'm so very late
Mad Hatter: [snatching the White Rabbit's Watch] Well, no wonder you're late! Why this clock is EXACTLY two days slow!
Rabbit: Two days slow?
Mad Hatter: Of course you're late! [chuckles as he dunks the watch in the tea] MY GOODNESS! we'll have to look into this. [places a salt shaker over his eye and uses it as a jeweler's eyepiece ] AHA! I see what's wrong with it! [starts to pry parts out of the watch with a fork ] Why, this watch is full of wheels!
Rabbit: [shocked]OH, MY GOOD WATCH!! OH, MY WHEELS! AND SPRINGS! But-but-but-but-but-but-
Mad Hatter: BUTTER! Of course! It NEEDS some butter. BUTTER!!!
March Hare: [shouts into Rabbit's ear] BUTTER!!!
Rabbit: [confused] B-b-butter?
Mad Hatter: Butter! Oh, thank you! Ha ha! Yes! That's FINE! Yes, thank you!
Rabbit: Oh, no no! No no! No! You'll get crumbs in it!
Mad Hatter: Oh, THIS is the VERY BEST butter! [throws butter in rabbit's face] What are you talking about?
March Hare: Tea?
Mad Hatter: Oh, tea! I never THOUGHT of tea! OF COURSE!
Rabbit: NO!
Mad Hatter: TEA! HEHEHE!
Rabbit: [shocked] NO! NOT TEA!
March Hare: Sugar?
Mad Hatter: SUGAR! TWO SPOONS! Yes, ha, TWO SPOONS thank you, Yes! (jams the spoons straight into the watch)
Rabbit: [shocked] OH, PLEASE! BE CAREFUL!
March Hare: JAM?
Rabbit: NO! NO! NOT JAM!
Mad Hatter: Yes, sure you want. It's nice to see.
March Hare: MUSTARD??
Mad Hatter: Mustard! yes...huh?MUSTARD?! DON'T LET'S BE SILLY!!! LEMON, that's different, that's... yes. THAT should do it! Hahaha! [watch starts going crazy] LOOK AT THAT!
March Hare: IT'S GOING MAD!
Rabbit: OH, DEAR!
March Hare: THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY TO STOP A MAD WATCH! [smashes watch with a mallet]
Mad Hatter: Two days slow. That's what it is.

Alice: Oh, Cheshire Cat! It's you!
Cheshire Cat: Whom did you expect? The White Rabbit perchance?
Alice: [crying] Oh, no, no, no. I-I-I'm through with white rabbits. I want to go home! [blows nose] But I can't find my way.
Cheshire Cat: Naturally. That's because you have no way. All ways here, you see, are the QUEEN'S WAYS!!
Alice: But I've never met any Queen.
Cheshire Cat: You haven't? You haven't?! Oh, but you must! She'll be mad about you. Simply mad.

Queen of Hearts: Off with his head!
King of Hearts: Off with his head. Off with his head. By order of the Queen. Uh, you heard what she said.

King of Hearts: [reading through a rulebook] Rule 42: All persons more than a mile high must leave the court immediately!
Alice: I am not a mile high! And I am not leaving.
Queen of Hearts: [nervously] I'm sorry! It's Rule 42, you know.
Alice: Now as for you, Your Majesty. [unaware that she is shrinking quickly] Your Majesty, indeed. Why, you're not a queen. You're just a fat, pompous, bad-tempered old- [finally realizes she has shrunk down] -tyrant.
Queen of Hearts: And what were you saying, my dear?
Cheshire Cat: [appears suddenly] Well, she simply said you're a fat, pompous, bad-tempered old tyrant! [disappears laughing]
Queen of Hearts: [yelling] OFF WITH HER HEAD!
Alice: Oh dear! I must fly!

Alice: Ohhh...... [gets tickled by the Pink Flamingo and starts laughing and then pounds the flamingo repeatedly on the ground] Stop!
Queen of Hearts: Oh, of all of the impossible......
Alice: Do you want us BOTH to lose our heads?!
Pink Flamingo: Uh-huh.
Alice: Well, I don't!


  • A world of wonders in One Great Picture


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