Alice in Wonderland

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May I go out now,

Miss Simpson?

Has it stopped snowing?

Not quite.

If it has stopped

when your sister returns,

perhaps she will

take you out.

Oh, dear.

Here, kitty.

Suppose it never stops.

Suppose the man in charge of the

snow has forgotten how to stop it.

Don't you think you had better

work a while at your sampler?

No, thank you.

Oh, dear.

Hello, Sir Turtle.

You really must stop that,

Your Majesty. Stop it, I say!

Stop what?

The White Queen just

knocked over the White King.

She never does look

where she's going.

Alice, you know you are not supposed

to play with your father's chessmen.

But I wasn't playing.

She deliberately bumped into His

Majesty and knocked him off his feet.

Alice, are you sure

that that is true?

Well, I saw it.

Alice.

Yes, Miss Simpson.

At any rate, Your Majesty,

stop bumping into your husband.

And you might tidy up a bit.

A white rabbit!

All dressed up in a muffler and

overcoat and big woolly shoes.

There. It's gone into

its nice warm rabbit hole.

It looked so funny

all dressed up.

Alice, I am sure you know that

there is no such thing as a rabbit

dressed up in a muffler

and an overcoat.

You must not say

what is not true.

Well, it...

It wasn't untrue exactly.

I think you had better

finish your tea.

There is another

egg for you to eat.

I did eat both eggs, but I put one

of them all back together again.

Alice!

Yes, Miss Simpson.

The looking-glass room.

You see, Dinah,

as soon as I hold you up,

the little girl in

the looking-glass room

holds up another

cat just like you.

Oh, Dinah, wouldn't you

like to see

what the looking-glass

house is like?

You know, Dinah, there

is a looking-glass house.

First, there's the room

you can see through the glass.

That's just the same

as our sitting room,

only the things

go the other way.

You'd love living there.

But, of course, I don't know whether

looking-glass milk is good to drink.

Well, anyway, then we would

come to the hallway.

It is very like our own

hallway as far as you can see,

only it may be quite

different beyond that.

Oh, Dinah,

wouldn't it be nice

if we could get through to...

I can see all of the looking-glass

room from here, all but a bit.

I would so like to see that little

bit just behind the fireplace.

Do you think, Dinah, that

if I pressed very, very hard

and tried to look straight

down, that I might...

Why, why...

Well, I knew this part of

the room would be different.

But I do wish the looking-glass

chair had moved when I moved ours.

There seems no other way.

If I could only fall

like that all the time!

Can't be English.

Of course.

It's the looking-glass room.

Why, it's Uncle and Aunt!

I knew that if you could

really get behind a picture,

you'd see the backs of people.

Poor Uncle Gilbert.

His trousers are all patched.

My dear niece, how would

you like being framed

in one pair of trousers for

20 years without being patched?

It must be very difficult.

It is.

But after all, it's only the front

of a picture that counts, really.

Of course.

That is all.

8:
00.

What did you say?

8:
00.

But your hands say

20 minutes to 4:
00.

I never let my left hand know

what my right hand is doing.

This side of the looking

glass has me all confused.

That's because everything

is backward on your side.

Why, I...

I never...

Mama! Mama! Mama!

Mama! Mama!

What's that?

It's the voice of my child!

Your child!

Oh, my precious lily!

My imperial kitten!

I must be

with my child.

Let me help you.

Mama! Mama!

Dear me.

There, there,

my royal pawn.

Poor thing.

Watch out for the volcano.

It blew me up! Be sure you

come up the regular way.

Don't get blown up.

You'll be hours and hours

getting to the table at that rate.

I'd far better help you.

No, no!

The King's men! Somebody

call out the King's men!

I assure you, my dear, I shall never,

never forget the horror of this moment.

Well, you will forget, unless

you make a memorandum of it.

I shall be very

happy to remind you.

We will not be

reminded by a volcano.

I'm not a volcano, and

I'm not a cyclone, either.

Then you're either

a cyclano or a volcone.

And...

Well, what time

was that?

I really haven't any idea,

but it's very late.

I must hurry or I shall have to

go back through the looking glass

before I've seen what the

rest of the house is like.

My, what a strange way

to walk about the garden.

The Duchess! The Duchess! Won't she

be savage if I've kept her waiting!

Oh, dear! Oh, dear!

I shall be too late!

My ears and whiskers,

how late it is getting!

Well, after such

a fall as this,

I shall think nothing

of tumbling downstairs.

I wish Dinah were here.

That's such pretty music.

Oh, dear.

Ouch.

Goodbye, dear feet.

Oh, will I ever get to

the beautiful garden?

Oh!

Oh, Mouse!

Do you know the way

out of this pool, oh, Mouse?

I'm very tired of

swimming about here.

Perhaps you don't

understand English.

I daresay you're

a French mouse.

That's French for,

"Where is my cat?"

I beg your pardon. I quite

forgot you didn't like cats.

Wait, oh, Mouse!

Oh, Mouse!

Not like cats?

Would you like cats

if you were me?

Don't be angry. I wish I

could show you our cat Dinah.

You'd take quite

a fancy to her.

She's such a dear, quiet thing,

and so good at catching mice.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

I hate you!

I hate cats!

My whole family hates cats.

Nasty, low, vulgar things!

Oh, dear!

Wait, oh, Mouse!

Cats! Cats!

Cats!

William the Conqueror, whose

cause was favored by the pope,

was soon submitted to by the

English, who wanted leaders,

and had been of late much accustomed

to usurpation and conquest.

Who are you, please?

I am a dodo.

How do you do?

My name is Alice.

And you are very wet.

I'm afraid I am, but there isn't

much I can do about getting dry.

History is the driest

thing I know.

Shall we dry you

with history?

I'd be much obliged

if you could.

Listen well.

Edwin and Morcar,

the earls of

Mercia and Northumbria,

found it advisable

to go with Edgar Aetheling

to meet William and

offer him the crown.

William's conduct at

first was moderate,

but the insolence

of his Normans...

How are you

getting on, my dear?

Beautifully, thank you.

Shall I put you

to sleep now?

No, thank you!

Then you'd best run along.

I'm about to

recite some dates.

Yes, sir.

Thank you. Goodbye.

1585, Shakespeare was born,

1616, Shakespeare died...

Who are you?

I hardly know, sir,

just at present.

At least, I know who I was

when I got up this morning,

but I must have changed

several times since then.

What do you mean by that?

Explain yourself.

I can't explain myself,

because I'm not myself, you see.

I don't see!

I can't put it

more clearly,

for I can't understand it

myself to begin with.

And being so many different

sizes in one day is confusing.

It isn't.

Well, when some day

you turn into a chrysalis,

and after that

into a butterfly,

you'll find it

a bit queer, won't you?

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