The Mad Hatter: Your carriage, my lady.
Alice Kingsley: A hat?
The Mad Hatter: Of course. Anyone can go by horse or rail, but the absolute best way to travel is by hat. Have I made a rhyme?
Alice Kingsley: Who's to say what is "proper"? What if it was agreed that "proper" was wearing a codfish on your head? Would you wear it?
Stayne - Knave of Hearts: Alice has escaped.
[Red Queen slaps him]
Stayne - Knave of Hearts: On the Bandersnatch.
[Red Queen slaps him again]
Stayne - Knave of Hearts: With the Vorpal Sword.
[Red Queen slaps him again]
Jabberwocky: So my old foe, we meet on the battlefield once again.
Alice Kingsley: We've never met.
Jabberwocky: Not you, insignificant bearer. My ancient enemy, the Vorpal one.
Alice Kingsley: Alright, that's enough chatter.
[Alice slices off the Jabberwocky's tongue]
The Mad Hatter: When that day comes I shall futterwacken... vigorously.
Cheshire Cat: All this talk of blood and slaying has put me off my tea.
Stayne - Knave of Hearts: You're all mad.
The March Hare: Thanks very much.
[first lines]
Lord Ascot: Charles, you have lost your senses? This picture is impossible.
Charles Kingsleigh: Precisely. Gentlemen, the only way to achieve the impossible, is to believe it's possible.
The Red Queen: [the Mad Hatter is brought into The Red Queen's court] Where is Alice?
The Mad Hatter: I've been considering words that start with the letter M. Moron. Mutiny. Murder. Mmm-malice.
The Red Queen: Well, we're looking for an A word right now. Where is Alice?
The Mad Hatter: Well. The entire world is falling to ruins and poor Cheshire's off his tea.
[last lines]
Alice Kingsley: [to a blue butterfly landing on her shoulder] Hello, Absolem.
The Red Queen: She's slain my Jabber-baby-wocky?
Alice Kingsley: Hatter, why *is* a raven like a writing desk?
The Mad Hatter: I haven't the slightest idea.
The Mad Hatter: Why is it you're always too small or too tall?
The Mad Hatter: Down with the bloody Red Queen!
Blue Caterpillar: You're almost Alice.
Alice Kingsley: Off-with-your-head!
[Cuts off Jabberwocky's head]
Stayne - Knave of Hearts: Well, if it isn't my favorite trio... of lunatics.
