Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The trees seem sad.

It's such a long, long way to fall.

- The hat? - Of course.

the Hatter and a dormouse.

So I've come to you, hoping you might understand what it's like.

OFF with their heads!

I've been told what I must do and who I must be.

Nothing was ever accomplished with tears.

There's been some debate about that. I never get involved in politics.

Well, then, shall it be a bonnet or a boater?

I fell down a hole and hit my head.

You think you can blink those pretty little eyes

We're looking for the girl called Alice.

I like you, Um.

Oh, Alice, dear, where have you been?

Not certain anymore.

- Still believe this is a dream, do you? - Of course.

Majesty, Alice has escaped

Exactly. Absolem will know who she is.

Alice, Alice, oh, Alice.

What happened to your clothes?

But in this moment...

Your carriage, milady.

What did that to you?

Yes, you ought, stupid girl. Unroll the Oraculum.

(BAYARD BARKING)

You don't want to ruin her marriage, do you?

Wait! You can't leave me here!

That should do it.

especially now that you're you, and the proper size.

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

Mmm. Yeah, Frabjous being the day you slay the Jabberwocky.

MARCH HARE: Hide her!

I would have regretted not seeing you again,

But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are.

Farewell Word: Goodbye Sweet Hat.

This is impossible

She killed my Jabber-baby-wocky?

Take me to Salazen Grum, Bayard, and don't forget the hat.

Why wouldn't I?

I think of your husband often. He was truly a man of vision.

I couldn't be more interested, but you'll have to excuse me.

If she were born on her birthday, she might hear it this morning. If she isn't speaking up, she'll figure it out week after week.

Drink this quickly.

- And her head? - Bulbous.

- Give me the sword. - Stay back.

It's just a pity you have to make them for her.

So many doors, how did you choose?

Did you hear that? I'm certain I heard something.

It wasn't this bad before.

(PLAYING TRUMPET)

Contrariwise, I believe it's so.

I've been up there for weeks, trailing one Alice after the next,

She killed my Jabber-baby wonky? She killed my Jabber-baby wonky?

What way? All I want to do is wake up from this dream.

MALLY: You've brought the wrong Alice.

Leek and potato. Yes. That would be...

Alice, meet me under the gazebo in precisely 10 minutes.