Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You were asking me before when "soon" is?
I fear I may never see you again.
HATTER: Come, quadruped. Fetch!
by the only person cruel enough
They're not here?
(SIGHS)
They're not here.
Because she is your enemy.
MR PHELPS: It's too shallow.
(HATTER LAUGHING)
(TICKING)
(ALICE SHRIEKING)
That wasn't a minute.
who saved them, aren't you?
to a man's mind, let alone a woman's.
CHESSUR: Hey, Tarrant.
Last Word: Liar you're lying!
the Tulgey Woods to investigate.
It's proper to refer to my husband as Lord Ascot.
- Ow. - Gotcha!
I hate you alllll
...in the right place, like alphabetical order.
QUEEN ELSEMERE: Did you, Mirana?
My What?
(IRACEBETH CLEARS THROAT)
Hmm.
without your schnozzle.
their last tick?
and the house is yours.
emotional, prone to fantasy.
Every hour, every minute, every second.
You've said it, Father.
Yellowish.
Bloody Big Head.
TIME: Though I dare say,
She put them there.
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
Highly enjoyable. You should visit it sometime.
So if this hat survived...
Or, indeed, woman.
Run it, run it
Where have you been? You're late.
But it doesn't have to be forever for you.
Find Way Word: It’s up to you now Alice!
Oh. Oh!
You're in an institution.
Because just today...
Alice.
BYE bye.
Even when I give it all away
Hurry! Quick!
You cannot change the past.
BOATSWAIN: Lads, get those sails down!
Get On with it!
CHESS PIECE: He's a mere shell of a man.
Thank you for your you, sir.
I'mma disappear when they come for me
(IRACEBETH COOS)
- Uh, put a bag on her head. -(ALL LAUGHING)
Along with the bond on the house.
No other company is in the business
Wait a moment. Wait a moment. Don't!
You can't come in.
You know what it is that I desire.
It's up to you now, Alice.
may I say that your head is looking very, very big today.
in somewhat awkward circumstances.
(MUTTERING)
You are you, aren't you?
4am! -(TIME WHIMPERS)
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
Idiot!
A sea captain is no job for a lady.
(GRUNTING)
For now, hurry.
Run, Alice!
So have I, dear.
Mmm, mmm
and made you look a complete idiot!
Something...
Oh, Well.
(ALICE PANTING)
will not guarantee survival, Mr Phelps.
Well played, sir.
(PANTING)
And please...
QUEEN ELSEMEREI lracebeth?
It's a hat.
Are you all right?
They're alive!
(TIME BREATHING HEAVILY)
Of course!
(SOBS) Why does this always happen to me?
Hmm.
My hat please, Mom.
What?
The bond we will redeem against your ship.
it will always remain 1 minute till tea time...
I don't wanna hold on!
Brother, goodbye.
(CHUCKLES) Stop it.
What is the hat of your heart's desire, madam?
Hatting is a serious business.
(YELPS)
Yes.
- Ugh. - Oh.
CHESS PIECE 2: He's a mere shell of a man.
you won't have to worry about anything.
(BELL TOLLS)
No.
lracebeth...
(GRUMBLING) Stupid door.
Thank you ever so much.
I'm so sorry.
Hatter would be saved!
The next person who laughs will never laugh again!
I'm sorry.
What is it?