Alice in Wonderland Page #5

I'd still like to know why they

lived at the bottom of the well?

Ah, oh well, it was a treacle-well!

A treacle well?! There's no such thing!

Disgraceful! You'll hear from

my solicitor in the morning!

Outrageous! What about a

letter to the "The Times"?!

If you can't be civil you can

finish the story yourself.

No, no... I'm sorry...

I won't interrupt you again...

I'm sure there must be,

at least, one treacle-well.

Now, where was I?

Oh yes... so these three

sisters were learning to draw...

Draw what?

Treacle!

Hole in one!

I want another clean cup... everyone move!

What I don't understand is,

how they could draw treacle?

You can draw water out of

a water-well, can't you?

Good one, Hatty! Good one!

I don't think I like this Tea Party

as much as I thought I would.

Then you shouldn't talk, just hum...

because we know you socially, Alice.

It doesn't mean we're going to

introduce you to our friends.

We haven't got any.

But if we had!

Ah, if we had!

I'm no staying here

listening to you being rude!

You'll find better places for that I'm sure!

Of course she will, if she's lucky!

Besides it's going to rain.

It never rains but it pours.

If it does, we carry on... we're

little heroes, aren't we, Dormy?

Officer, these men are criminals!

Who's got his ear trumpet?!

It's the most stupid

tea-party I've ever been to.

I told you he wouldn't fit.

He'll fit, we have to try harder.

I heard that... try harder.

Oh ah. No that's my nose.

No mind my ears...

That's curious...

(Alice stares at a mirror with another Alice on it.)

Hmm... This time I'll manage things better.

(Alice enters the mirror to a magic garden.)

Mmm...

At last. The perfect place to hide.

(There are 3 cards painting roses as a masterpiece.)

Oh look out there, Mr Five,

you're splashing paint!

I couldn't help it, Mr Two,

Mr Seven jogged my elbow.

Oh that's right, shifting

the responsibility again!

Ha, you can talk.

I heard the Queen say you

deserved to be beheaded.

What for?

Tulip-roots.

What?

For bringing the Cook

tulip-roots instead of onions.

Is that all?

That's a mistake anyone can make!

Hello...

Hello!

Why are you painting the roses red?

The fact is, Miss, this tree ought by

rights to've been a red rose-tree,

and we planted a white one by mistake.

Easy thing to do.

Yes.

If the Queen was to find out...

well, the fact is we'd all

have our heads cut off.

So you see, Miss, we're doing

our best to put things right.

Before she comes.

Ah! She's coming now!

The Queen! The Queen!

Left right, left right, left right, left,

(They all parade as the Queen sits in the carriage.)

Halt!

And who is this?

I agree entirely.

Don't be ridiculous!

Would I lie to you, Your Majesty?

Yes.

Oh well thank you, compliments

are always welcome.

You're an idiot!

That's right your Majesty.

Only you could spot that,

it takes one to know one.

A complete idiot!

Your name, child?

Alice, if it please Your Majesty.

Why have we stopped?

And who are these?

How should I know? I'm a stranger here.

Off with her head!

Off with her head!

Off with her head!

Stop losing your temper... it's vulgar!

Consider, my dear, she's just a child.

You think so?

Yes that would account for it.

Children have no respect

for their betters these days.

You three get up!

Stop doing that! You're making me dizzy!

What is this?

If you please Your Majesty, we're trying...

Yes, you are aren't you...

Very trying... ha ha ha...

Off with their heads.

I won't let you be beheaded.

Quick jump in here.

Do you play croquet?

Who, me?!

Yes, you!

I'm not in the habit of talking to myself

if that's the only way I can get an

intelligent conversation round here...

Can you play Croquet?

Yes.

Come on then!

Nice day.

Very... Where's the Duchess?

Oh - Hush... Hush...

she's due to be executed.

Get to your places!

Don't look at me... look down.

Off with his head.

Off with her head.

Ooooff with her head.

I don't like it here... they're too

fond of beheading people...

(They play croquet with flamingos, but the hedgehog is mad about the game. Then, the Cheshire Cat’s head appears in the sky.)

Ah it's the Cheshire Cat!

Hello, there...

How do you like the game?

They don't play very fair.

But nobody does if they think

they can get away with it.

That's a lesson you'll have to learn.

Well, I should've croqueted

the Queen's hedgehog

but my hedgehog wouldn't roll into a ball.

Well you've got to look at it from

the hedgehog's point of view.

Yes, I suppose I should have.

How do you like the Queen?

I don't... she's so extremely...

...likely to win, that it's hardly

worth finishing the game.

There's a good, good little girl.

Charming.

Charming.

Who're you talking to?

A friend of mine. Cheshire

Cat, this is the King.

Urghh - I don't like this at all...

but as you're in the presence

you may kiss my hand.

I'd rather not.

What?!

That's rank insubordination and

you know what that leads to...

And don't look at me like that!

A cat may look at a King.

What does that mean?

I read it in a book somewhere.

I haven't, but it sounds immoral.

It has undertones. That

book should be banned.

I like the sound of that.

Ah, my dear, how do we

get rid of a floating cat?

Off with its head!

Brilliant!

I knew I could rely on you, my dear.

I'll just go and fetch the executioner!

Do you know where my hedgehog went?

He rolled away over there.

Now stop it, it's alright

I'm not going to hurt you.

All that's necessary is a swift

chop to the back of the neck!

It's difficult!

But I must have a ruling!

I appeal to you, little girl!

You've still got a good

head on your shoulders!

No thanks to you.

What?!

Ohh!

I can't hear what you say.

One at a time please!

I'm sorry about my altitude.

It smacks of revolution! You're above us!

My argument is simple and

based on irrefutable logic.

I'm Chief Executioner.

But I can't cut off an head unless

there's a body to cut it from.

This here cat, hanging up there,

large as life and twice as

repulsive, has no body...

ipso facto, I cannot separate

it from hit's head...

My argument is, I venture

to say, overwhelming.

Anything that has a head can be beheaded.

And don't forget I'm also

a Justice of the Peace.

There's too much talk and not enough action.

And if something doesn't happen in a minute,

I'm going to have everybody executed!

You choose, little girl.

To behead or not to behead,

that is the question.

What's the answer, girl?!

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