Alice in Wonderland Page #2

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Not a bit!

Well, maybe you wouldn't, but it

would certainly feel very queer to me.

You? Who are you?

I think you ought to tell me

who you are first.

Why?

Good day, sir.

Come back. I have

something important to say.

Yes?

Keep your temper.

Is that all?

No.

So you think you've changed, do you?

I'm afraid I have, sir.

What size do you

want to be?

I should like to be a little

larger, sir, if you wouldn't mind.

Three inches is such

a horrid height to be.

I am three inches high! It's

a very good height to be!

I'm sure it must be, sir, but

you see, I'm not used to it.

You'll get used

to it in time.

One side will

make you grow taller.

The other side will

make you grow shorter.

One side of...

Of what?

The mushroom.

Which side will

make me grow larger?

The large-making side,

of course.

I'll take a little

of both to make sure.

Oh, dear, now I'm too

big again, oh, Caterpillar.

Mr. Caterpillar,

sir, where are you?

Whoever lives here, it would never

do to come upon them this size.

Why, I should frighten them

out of their wits.

For the Duchess.

An invitation from the Queen

to play croquet.

My compliments to the Queen.

My compliments

to the Duchess.

There's no sort of

use in your knocking.

Please, sir,

how am I to get in?

I shall sit here

till tomorrow.

I'm sorry you were hit,

but how am I to get in?

I shall sit here

for days and days.

But what am I to do?

Anything you like.

Please watch

out for the baby!

She nearly killed

the poor little thing.

If everybody minded

their own business,

the world would go round

much faster than it does.

Speak roughly to your little

boy And beat him when he sneezes

He only does it to annoy

Because he knows it teases

Wow! Wow! Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

He only does it to annoy

Because he knows it teases

Here, you can nurse

it a bit if you like.

Now, I must go and get ready

to play croquet with the Queen.

Don't grunt. That's not at all a

proper way of expressing yourself.

What am I going to do with this

creature when I get it home?

If you're going to

turn into a pig, my dear,

I'll have nothing more

to do with you. Mind now!

There's no mistake about

you now. You're a pig!

You would have grown up to

be a dreadfully ugly child,

but you do make a handsome pig, I think.

Why do you grin, oh, cat?

Because I'm a Cheshire Cat, that's why.

Well, then,

Cheshire puss,

would you tell me, please, which

way I ought to go from here?

That depends a good deal

on where you want to get to.

I don't care much where.

Then it doesn't matter

which way you go.

So long as

I get somewhere.

You're sure to do that,

if you only walk long enough.

Do you play croquet

with the Queen today?

I should like it very much,

but I haven't been invited yet.

You'll see me there.

Must you go so soon?

By the by, what became

of the baby?

I'd nearly forgotten to ask.

It turned into a pig.

I thought it would.

Did you say pig or fig?

I said pig

and I wish you wouldn't keep

appearing and vanishing so suddenly.

You make one quite giddy.

All right.

Don't you wish

you could do this?

Well, I've often seen a cat without

a grin, but a grin without a cat?

No room! No room!

No room! No room!

There's plenty of room!

Have some wine?

I don't see any wine.

There isn't any.

It wasn't very civil

of you to offer it.

Your hair needs cutting.

You should not make personal

remarks. It's very rude.

Why is a raven

like a writing desk?

I believe I can

answer that.

Do you mean you can

find the answer to it?

Exactly so.

You should say

what you mean.

What day of

the month is it?

Fourth.

Ah! Two days wrong.

I told you that butter

wouldn't suit the works.

Oh!

Some crumbs must

have got in it as well.

Hmm. I put it in

with a bread knife.

It was the best butter,

you know.

What a funny watch! It

tells the days of the month,

but doesn't tell

what "o'clock" it is.

Have you guessed

the riddle yet?

Why... Why, no. I give it up.

What is the answer?

I haven't the slightest idea!

Nor I!

I think you might do

something better with time

than wasting it asking a lot

of riddles that have no answers.

Don't you speak about Time. I daresay

you've never even spoken to him.

Perhaps not.

Time and I quarreled

last March,

just before he went

mad, you know.

It was at a great concert

given by the Queen of Hearts,

and I had to sing, "Twinkle, twinkle,

little bat How I wonder what you're at"

You know the song,

perhaps?

I've heard

something like it.

It goes on,

you know, like this.

Twinkle, twinkle, little bat

How I wonder what you're at

Up above the world you fly

Like a tea tray in the sky

Up above the world you fly

Like a tea tray in the sky

Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle...

Twinkle, twinkle, little bat

How I wonder what you're at

Up above the world you fly

Like a tea tray in the sky

Up above the world you fly

Like a tea tray in the sky

Twinkle, twinkle,

twinkle, twinkle

Twinkle, twinkle...

Well, I'd hardly finished the

first verse when the Queen bawled,

"He's murdering the Time!

Off with his head!"

And ever since that,

he won't do a thing I ask.

It's always 6:
00 now.

Is that why all the

tea things are out here?

Yes, that's it.

It's always teatime,

and we have no time

to wash the tea

things in between.

Take some more tea.

I haven't had any yet,

so I can't take more.

You mean you can't take less. It is

very easy to take more than nothing.

I want a clean cup.

It's the stupidest tea party

I ever was at in all my life!

Very curious!

Would you please tell me why

are you painting those roses?

I...

Well, as a matter

of fact, Miss,

this tree should have

been a red rose tree

and we put in

a white one by mistake,

and if the Queen

should find out,

we'll all have

our heads cut off.

So, you see, Miss,

we're doing our best

before she comes

back to paint...

The Queen!

The Queen!

The Queen!

Come, come, get up!

Her Majesty,

the Queen of Hearts.

Her Majesty,

the Queen!

Off with his head!

Off with his head!

What is your name, child?

My name is Alice,

so please Your Majesty.

Off with her head!

Off with her head!

Nonsense!

Off with her head!

Off with her head!

Consider, my dear.

She's only a child.

Off with her head!

Off with her head!

And besides, this is

the executioners' day off.

It is, is it? Well, they shall

lose their heads for this!

Can you play croquet?

Yes.

Then let the game

begin at once.

Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!

Must I behead you all?

Here, take it. Play.

Off with some heads.

You're pointing

the wrong way for a mallet!

Pardon me. My back hurts.

Well!

Don't look at me.

I'm as mixed up as you are!

This game's slowing up.

Off with some heads!

Where are my victims?

Search the hedges.

Thrash the bushes.

Shake the trees!

How glad I am to see you

again, you dear old thing.

How did you like

your game?

Well, it was very exciting.

Of course it is.

And the moral of that is,

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