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Alice[edit]

• Into the hole again, we hurried along our way, into a once-glorious garden now steeped in dark decay.

• I'm not afraid of her, or her creatures. Never was, really!

• Mange-ridden to the core, he leads me through the fray. With the toss of a Jackbomb, I clear abominations from our way.

• They taunt me about the burning as if I were to blame, I clear them from my conscious with the eloquence of my blade.

• If it's my keen invention you'd like to destroy, I'll withstand your best shot; I've got the right toy.

• Everyone I love dies violently; unnaturally. I'm cursed! Why go on? I'll just hurt others.

• Save myself? From death, is that it? Is that why I've come here? I'm not afraid to die! At times I've welcomed death.

• 'Mushrooms, poppies, sugar and spice, all those things are very nice. When combined, the proper mixture makes a getting small elixir.' Hm. I don't really like sweets.

• Promise only what you are prepared to deliver. I am destined to do battle with the Red Queen. The outcome is uncertain.

• How many times must I tell you? I only take tea with friends!

• If ignorance is bliss, I must be ecstatic.

• Where does that smushy lay-about hang his hookah these days?
  • When talking about Caterpillar

• I enjoy the taste of mushrooms, but not the ones that bite back.

• I wish I were hallucinating. What a terrible choice: eat a toadstool or become food for insects!

• I'm not edible.

• I fear nothing.

Cheshire Cat[edit]

Idle[edit]

• [First lines] Every adventure requires a first step. Trite, but true, even here.
  • Paraphrase of Lao Tzu, 'Every journey begins with a single step'

• The uninformed must improve their deficit or die.

• To the royal guards of this realm, we are all victims-in-waiting.

• Only the foolish believe that suffering is just wages for being different.

• Only the insane equate pain with success.

• Only the savage regard the endurance of pain as a measure of worth.

• Only a few find the way; some don't recognize it when they do; some don't ever want to.

• What is sought is most often found, if it is truly sought.

• Tell yourself, 'I've seen worse at Rutledge's.' Prevarication in this instance may help.

• There's an ugly name for those who do things the hard way.

• When the remarkable turns bizarre, reason turns rancid.

• I can't know everything. Pretend you're an orphan – oh! That was rude, you are.

• I suppose 'experience teaches best', 'learn by doing', and similar clichés have merit. Take their advice; I'm busy.

• Observe, learn, and react.

• Work if you must. It's my nature to unwind from time to time.

• I've heard self-reliance is a virtue. Now you've heard it.

• Whatever says too much of a good thing must be bad tells a lie.

• Whoever says too much of a good thing is not enough speaks the truth.

• He's not the brightest star in the sky, but he shines at one thing.
  • Referring to the white rabbit

• The proper order of things is often a mystery to me. You too?

Weapons and Powerups[edit]

• Meta-Essence is the life force of Wonderland; that of your enemies is especially potent. Collect what you can. Use it wisely.

• Your knife is necessary, but not sufficient. Always collect what's useful. Reject only your ignorance, and you may survive.
  • When Alice obtains the Vorpal Blade

• 52 pickup is a staple of juvenile humor. But when the deck slices and dices, it is no laughing matter.
  • When Alice obtains the Playing Cards

• Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: whenever you want it to be.
  • When Alice obtains the Croquet Mallet

• Ah, the diabolical Dice … a word of caution; don't throw them when you're alone. The fiends lack loyalty, and their notion of nourishment is quite disturbing.
  • When Alice obtains the Demon Dice

• Jack's a friend, but his temperament is explosive; maybe best to let him play by himself.
  • When Alice obtains the Jackbomb

• Withering cold incapacitates an enemy more completely than deep wounds, but winter does not last forever.
  • When Alice obtains the Icewand

• This simple game can turn distinctly nasty. Don't ever play alone.
  • When Alice obtains the Jacks o' Death

• The Jabberwock's Eyestaff is incomparably powerful, but its individual pieces are worth less than the carcass of a gnat.
  • When Alice obtains the first piece of the Jabberwock's Eyestaff

• The staff lacks only the Jabberwock's eye. Though he has two, I understand he's quite fond of them both. I doubt time will change his mind. Speaking of which, where's the Hatter?
  • When Alice obtains the penultimate piece of the Jabberwock's Eyestaff

• This unique watch stops time – for a time. Unlike Death, time moves on. Those who have stood still with time move on also – unless they're dead.
  • When Alice acquires the Deadtime Watch

• The Blunderbuss in the hands of a blockhead is a catastrophe waiting to happen. You're no dunderhead, but exercise great care.
  • When Alice obtains the Blunderbuss

• Time to raise some havoc! The dogs of war are loose!
  • When Alice obtains the first Ragebox power-up

• How fine you look when dressed in rage. Your enemies are fortunate that your condition is not permanent. And you're lucky too: red eyes suit so few.
  • When Alice obtains the second Ragebox power-up

• Those who say there's nothing like a nice cup of tea for calming the nerves never had real tea. It's like a syringe of adrenaline straight to the heart!
  • When Alice first drinks Grasshopper Tea

• What they can't see, they don't want to hear. You'll do better if you become uncorporeal.
  • When Alice finds a secret Darkened Looking glass

• Noisy creatures, crooks, and assorted voyeurs would love to be invisible. For you the option may be a matter of survival.

Miscellaneous[edit]

• The Guards are tools of the Queen. All suits are dolts, but dangerous.

• The Guards lack imagination; don't play with them, unless you're ready to deal.

• That savage shriek is just the tip of the iceberg that is the Boojums' repulsive personality.

• Boojums have revolting table manners. They'll eat anything. Dispose of them or become a meal.

• Protective walls may impede you, but the walls most difficult to penetrate are those that surround our hearts.

• Cling closely to the path, Alice. A fall will dash your head along with all our hopes.

• Entering Skool requires a real leap of logic.

• Steps to enlightenment brighten the way; but the steps are steep. Take them one at a time.

• Countless generations of termites would only digest a mere fraction of the volumes here. And they wouldn't be one wit wiser.

• This Skool serves more than nasty lunches. The laboratories are especially fascinating, if you can stand the vile stench.

• Gardeners store rat poison and weed killer in sheds. Skools have laboratories for that purpose.

• Nature has ordained that certain seeds require assistance to fulfill their destiny.

• Unplanted seeds dry out and die.

• Every picture tells a story. Sometimes we don't like the ending. Sometimes we don't understand it.

• Annihilate what threatens to destroy you.
  • As Alice faces the Duchess

• Is our situation not dismal? Wonderland is so discombobulated that ladybugs have turned belligerent and enlisted in the Queen's army. Punish their conversion.
  • As Alice first sets her eyes on the ladybugs carrying nut bombs

• Haste makes waste, so I rarely hurry. But if a ferret was about to dart up my dress, I'd run.
  • Said in the demo as Alice confronts a troop of Army Ants' trap – a huge marble rolling towards her

• Confidence and rashness are sides of a single coin.

• I've never trusted toadstools, but I suppose some must have their good points.

• If your stature were an illness, it seems the Centipede dispenses medicine to make you well.

• I'm afraid I have to expell a rather ferocious hairball – you're on your own, girl.
  • Before Alice confonts the Voracious Centipede

• It's rude to eat and run. But sometimes it's unavoidable.

• The demansions of this desolate tract unknown to all but the inhabitants. Only one path will bring you to the endgame.

• Look straight ahead. Or askance – whichever way you choose, you must always look in the right direction.

• 'Seek and ye shall find,' they say, but they don't say what you'll find.

• Paths that end in trouble are all the same – they only appear different when you don't know where they lead.

• Don't get spun, whirled, twisted, gyrated, sloshed or tossed. Avoid false moves.

• Since you know the rules, best play with Whites – they go first.

• The regularity of the board disguises the predatory menace of certain pieces.

• You know all the right moves; use them.

• Look, Alice. Though his elliptical essence is unrecognisable, it's wrong to think him worthless.
  • When Alice meets a silent and hopelessly broken Humpty-Dumpty

• You may have missed something – what's rubbish to one is salvation to another.

• Confront what frightens or offends you; reckless or insulting talk should never go unchallenged.

• Gryphon's an ideal partner; perhaps I'll just retreat for a nap.

• The vile creature is a killer, and even his words can wound.

• Find the Queen. Ignore her pledge to decapitate intruders … at your peril.

• Look for the Queen, but remember: she also has eyes for you.

• Time to jump in Time to jump through time. I'm dizzy.

• Defeat looms over your allies; total ruin will consume us unless you destroy the Queen. End this carnage; go to the Castle Keep; you are our only hope for survival.

• The Queen, the Queen, my lower incisors for the queen. Where is that wretched creature?

• Bravery and I are not on intimate terms – my natural curiosity is tempered with caution, thus I've lived long. But now, ignoring my instict to flee or fib, I speak the truth without regard to consequence; your courage deserves no less. You've suffered great pain, and you've caused some. You've endured deep grief and feelings of guilt, but you will be tested by a more wrenching anguish, Alice. There is worse to come. You and this Red Queen cannot both survive; you are two parts of the same – [interrupted]
  • Immediately prior to Alice's final battle as the Red Queen chops off his head.

Mad Hatter[edit]

[Unused lines]

• Your hair wants cutting, and perhaps your neck could use a trim!

• I like what I do is the same as I do what I like, don't you agree? So I do.

• The Queen accused me of murdering time! Very wrong – I have another object in mind.

• If you knew time as well as I, you wouldn't dream of wasting it!

The Red Queen[edit]

• Off … with … her … head …

• I rule Wonderland alone. Your interference will not be tolerated. This realm is for grown-ups; raw, well-ordered, ruthless, careening on the jagged edge of reality. Self-pitying dreamers are not wanted here; they cannot survive here. You fear the truth. You live in shadows. Your pathetic attempts to reclaim your sanity have failed. Retreat into the sterile safety of your self-delusions, or risk inevitable annihilation. If you destroy me, you'll destroy yourself. Leave now and some hollow part of you may survive. Stay, and I will break you down. You will lose yourself FOREVER!

Dialogue[edit]

Alice: You've gone quite mangy, Cat. But your grin's a comfort.

Cheshire Cat: And you've picked up a bit of an attitude. Still curious and willing to learn, I hope?

Alice: Wonderland's become quite strange. How is one to find her way?

Cheshire Cat: As knowing where you're going is preferable to being lost, ask. Rabbit knows a thing or two, and I, myself, don't need a weathervane to tell which way the wind blows. Let your need guide your behaviour; suppress your instinct to lead; pursue Rabbit.

Alice: Everyone seems completely dejected. Are things really as bad as all that?

Torch Gnome: The truth would reduce yer to a blubberin' baby. Are you the savior Rabbit has been tellin' us about all this time?

Alice: I shouldn't think so. I'm a person … and just now I wish to get very small … about this big.

Torch Gnome: Calls for serious twistin'. Yeh'll need to go sideways, not forward. If I knew how, I'd go sideways meself.

Alice: Not twisted. Small. I wish to become about this big.

Torch Gnome: The Fortress of Doors holds such secrets … but it will take more than a wish to get inside.

Cheshire Cat: Doors have locks, locks need keys, which you don't have. Let's hope the Doors are open.

Alice: And if not, there may be more than one way to skin a cat, if you'll pardon the expression.

Cheshire Cat: Most unpleasant metaphor. Please avoid it in future.

Torch Gnome: Rabbit told us a champion would come. Are you that champion?

Alice: Perhaps. Can you get inside the Fortress Of Doors?

Torch Gnome: Oh, no! I wouldn't dare! Since the upheaval we've all become gutless half-wits. I can barely risk crossin' the road!

Gnome Elder: Why do you pursue me to this … deserted place?

Alice: To benefit from your wisdom.

Gnome Elder: Even blurred vision is valued by the blind. If I were clever, would I cower in this slag heap? I'm not wise, girl. I've just … grown old.

Alice: I wish to get very small: no bigger than a mouse. Do you know how I might do that?

Gnome Elder: Only that? Oh yes. I could manage that … for a price.

Alice: I have nothing of value.

Gnome Elder: You have nerve and your health. Mine are nearly gone. I've seen too much suffering. And I smoke too much, you see.

Alice: There is no lock, but it won't open. It's stuck.

Cheshire Cat: Think of it as a Chinese Box or a stubborn lid. A tap in the right spot might do the trick.

[Alice looks thoughtfully at The Book of Bizarre Things and kicks it off a ledge; it lands on the ground several floors below, and grudgingly opens]

Cheshire Cat: You call that a tap?! Fortunate I didn't suggest 'force' – you might have pulverized it.

Bill: Psst. Over 'ere.

Alice: Don't I know you?

Bill: Bill McGill at ya service. Call me Larry. Or not. Got any brandy?

Alice: No. I've only my wits.

Bill: Then you have nuffing. Wits are useless 'ere. Everythink is downside up.

Alice: I must see the Duchess.

Bill: Impossible. She only sees those who don't wish to see her.

Alice: That's not right.

Bill: S'perfect. She's s'posed ta be hidin' from the Red Queen who wants her dead.

Alice: Her head?

Bill: That too. Ruins me home – builds this monstrosity. She's as mad as monkey mash! And just as tasteless. Well, never mind, we'll all perish soon enough. Sure you've no brandy?

Duchess: Come closer, my little chick … mmm, properly seasoned you'd make a handsome dish.

Alice: I'm not edible.

Duchess: Not a full meal, certainly. But a light snack, I think!

Alice: I'll have the turtle shell now, you disgusting ogre!

Duchess: Over my dead body!

Alice: I'll try to accommodate you!

Alice: Should I be grateful for the truth? A lie or two might have been more persuasive.

White King: In war, truth first! There's always time for lies later.

Tweedledee: Look, 'Dum, it's whatshername from the neurotics ward! Nurse's favourite lunatic.

Tweedledum: Oh yeah? Scrawney, ain't she? Who let her out, then? They'll blame us, most like.

Tweedledee: She'll need more medicine. Strong medicine.

Tweedledum: She got anything to eat?

Tweedledee: Doubt it. She never finishes her grub at the asylum. If she had any meat on her, she'd make a delectable dish!

Alice: Despicable, grotesque and smelly louts – I'll fill your bellies, all right!

Cheshire Cat: The bigger they are, the harder they fall.

Alice: Spare me the platitude. Do you have any useful advice?

Cheshire Cat: Use their size against them!

Mad Hatter: Bad timing. Pity. Reliable help is so hard to find these days. Come in, my dear. You're just in time for tea.

Alice: I only take mine with friends.

Mad Hatter: Count me to be among them. Accurately. I mean, honestly. That's the truth. Oh, I quite forgot. You and the truth are not on familiar terms.

Alice: And you would know?!

Mad Hatter: Truth is always bitter to those who fear it.

Alice: I fear nothing.

Mad Hatter: False. You fear much; a return trip to the asylum, for example … the memories that drove you there … more years in, shall we say, supervised hospitalization … ah yes, you fear much. Of course, all that might be avoided.

Alice: How? Tell me! What do you mean?

March Hare: Dormy! Wake up! Someone's come to release us!

Dormouse: It's just a human … probably useless … [yawns]

March Hare: Undo us, please, from this contraption!

Dormouse: Or you could give us tea … if you prefer …

Alice: Were you impolite at table? Did you slurp your tea, or talk while chewing? Confess your crime!

March Hare: We've done nothing of the kind! It's the Hatter … he's gone quite mad, I do say so! Speaking of which; how is the Queen of Hearts not like a typhoon?

Alice: Both are powerful, destructive and indiscriminately cruel. But the typhoon doesn't mean to be.

March Hare: Good answer! Wrong … but good!

Alice: Oh! I beg your pardon! You are in real danger! Where is your host?

Dormouse: Real danger? Are we? Really? Hare … I wish to go home … evidently I have worn out my welcome …

March Hare: The Hatter will be here at six! Sharp as clockwork!

Dormouse: Misses no opportunity to deny us our tea … most cruel, I'm sure … and his medicine makes me tired … [yawns]

Alice: Those two seem to barely comprehend their situation.

Gryphon: They're blithering idiots. But the Hatter does come at six on the dot.

Alice: For his tea?

Gryphon: No. To check his cruel experiments. With gears, springs, levers and mechanical gizzards, he seeks an impossible precision. Like a watchmaker obsessed with infinitesimal fractions of seconds, or a mathematician who tries to square the circle. He'll turn all the inhabitants into his Automatons, or kill them in the attempt.

Alice: That's simply awful! Six o' clock, you say?

Gryphon: Six precisely, by that clock.

Alice: [looking thoughtfully at a clock whose hands are rotating in opposite directions, never reaching six o' clock] Hmm … perhaps six comes early today.

The Jabberwock: You've kept me waiting, Alice. Have you never heard that punctuality's a virtue?

Alice: You and my dentist's assistant have much in common.

The Jabberwock: You're habitually late, aren't you? Between your dim-witted daydreaming and your preening vanity, the hours just fly by; there's barely time for anything else.

Alice: That the best you can do? Hurl second-rate insults? They don't hurt …

The Jabberwock: Your family was expecting you to come to them, weren't they? Perhaps they thought you might warn them of the danger … being close to the source, as you were. But they waited in vain, didn't they, and died for their trouble.

Alice: We were all asleep. It was an accident! I –

The Jabberwock: You selfish, misbegotten and unnatural child! You smelled the smoke, but you were in dreamland taking tea with your friends. You couldn't be bothered. Your room was protected and spared while your family upstairs roasted in an inferno of incredible horror!

Alice: Nooooooo!

External links[edit]

Alice: Madness Returns is the sequel to the third person action-adventure game American McGee's Alice.

Alice[edit]

• My Wonderland is shattered. It's dead to me.
• Another day, a different dream perhaps.
• Is it mad to pray for better hallucinations?
• I know what's real!
• I know I'm guilty of something, but punishment hardly ever suits the victims of a crime.
• Who set that bloody train in motion? Where has it come from?
• You've used me and abused me, but you will not destroy me!
• It's not a dream. It's a...memory. And it makes me sick!
• Wonderland has become quite strange. How is one to find her way?
• This is good for me. I'm not insane! I didn't kill my family. I am fine. I'm not mad. I am innocent, I mean, not guilty!
• I've not come back here looking for a fight.
• I want to forget! Who would choose to be alone, imprisoned by their broken memories? [bitter]
• I know their pain. I would assist. But is sanity required for the job?
• Blasted Cat!

Cheshire Cat[edit]

• Puurrfect. When you're not on edge, you're taking up too much space.
• Threats, promises and good intentions don't amount to action.
• Every picture tells a story. Sometimes we don't like the ending. Sometimes we don't understand it.
• Ah, Alice. We can't go home again. No surprise really. Only a very few find the way, and most of them don't recognize it when they do. Delusions, too, die hard with memory. Only the savage regard the endurance of pain as the measure of worth. Forgetting pain is convenient, remembering it: agonizing. But recovering the truth is worth the suffering and our Wonderland, though damaged, is safe in memory... for now.
• Abandon that hope! A new law reigns in this wonderland Alice, it's very rough justice all around. We're at risk here. You, be on your guard.
• A secret is only a secret when it is unspoken to another.
• Different denotes neither bad nor good, but it certainly means not the same.
• Only the insane equate pain with success.
• Only fools believe that suffering is just wages for being different.
• Every adventure requires a first step. Trite, but true, even here.
• The uninformed must improve their deficit, or die
• Only a few find the way, some don't recognize it when they do - some... don't ever want to.
• Haste makes waste, so I rarely hurry. But if a ferret were about to dart up my dress, I'd run.
• A reflection sometimes exposes more reality than the object it echoes.

Mad Hatter[edit]

• The world is upside-down, Alice. Inmates run the asylum - no offence - and worst of all... I'm left tea-less!
• The insolence, the arrogance the execrable table manners! They are destroyers of Wonderland! Defilers! Denuders! Derangers! Delightful...
• The law is just. Just a whisper away. Who knows how to measure rules? With a ruler! Cruel rules.
• Everything's a nail, is it, Miss Hammerhead? First it was your search, freighted with fear and fragmented memories. Now it's the train! Never time for tea. While your brain's on holiday, we're ruined! Now we're all mad here and that's a good excuse for going to hell in a teapot, but not for forgetting what your senses saw.
• Forgetting's just forgetting, except when it's not. Then they call it something else. I'd like to forget what you did. I've tried, but I can't.

The Queen of Hearts[edit]

• A good guest does not overstay, a perfect guest stays home!
• The train is trying to destroy all evidence of your past and especially the fire. Now, who would want that? Who benefits from your madness?
• There is no method in this madness!
• Authority must be obeyed, or it must be overthrown!
• What you claim not to know is merely what you've denied. You've recaptured your vagrant memories. What are you doing with them?
• You shouldn't ask questions you know the answer to, it's not polite.
• Make your survival mean something, or we are all doomed!
• I may survive here, but you're finished!
• You don't know your own mind!

Dr Bumby[edit]

• Memory is more often a curse than a blessing.
• The cost of forgetting is high.
• The past must be paid for.
• A flower's purpose is simple and immutable. Human purpose is fickle because it is a slave to memory. Memories must be strictly managed, Alice. Unproductive ones must be eliminated.

Other[edit]

• Nurse Witless: Still a mess, no surprise. Her kin roasted like chestnuts right before her eyes. Ten years in Rutledge Asylum wasted everyone's time! Dr Bumby won't do better. Still hauling out her questions: the fire, her memory. I deserve consideration, don't I? Who found her her new clothes? Who got her a place at Bumby's? Where she'd be without me? On the street, selling her backside! Likes my pigeons, though. She's doled out the odd pound or two. But I know what's worth more than that! Kept her secret, haven't I? Heard her say 'All died on my account, I couldn't save you!' I've told her my silence is for sale, cheap! I'm a good sort, really, not like her nanny, that uppity whore! Or that lawyer fellow Radcliffe [who] took her stupid rabbit! Need money... warned her I'd tell the coppers if she didn't make a 'donation' to my upkeep. She yells and goes off her head. Days she can't remember her name, what I heard.

• Dr Bumby: Come, Alice, am I not to be as much honoured and obeyed as the Queen? Is that asking too much? I want what she wanted. Give yourself over to that: trade the tentacles for the train. It's altogether a better ride. It's that or back to Rutledge!

• Nurse Witless: Never a kind word or reward for services rendered! Don't I deserve a bit of luck? Don't piss on what's right and owing to me, I say! Brought you out of the asylum, now you'll go back of your own accord!

• Nanny: I told your mother, dear. You're a distant and stubborn child, too content in her own world. Young women need to leave their wonderlands. The real world is not so 'wonderful'. You'll need to grow up. Perhaps some more time in 'care'?

• Radcliffe: You look decent enough. But appearances deceive: I know you for an unstable and violent person! I can't say I'm surprised you've been incarcerated in the asylum again. A long stay under supervision would serve you right!

• Dr. Wilson: 'Flight or Fight' implies a permanent choice. But 'flight' often just means putting the fight off to another day. Choose your battles wisely, Alice.

• Walrus' Poem:

Sword and crown are worthless here,

I invite everyone to dance

Labourers, lawyers, church and gown all make their little prance.

This life is full of random death

And heaps of grief and shame,

So few are soothed by 'accident'

You want someone to blame.

Fire, plague or strange disease,

Drowned, murdered or, if you please,

A long fall down the basement stairs

None are expected, no one cares.

I often must work very hard

Sweat running down my skin,

After the dance I then must rest

And the eating can begin.

Dialogue[edit]

Alice: At least the place I've landed is somewhat familiar

Cheshire Cat: [Suddenly materializing] About time, too, Alice.

Alice: Blasted cat! Don't try to bully me. I'm very much on edge!

Cheshire Cat: Purrfect. When you're not on edge, you're taking up too much space.

Alice: You are no help at all!

Cheshire Cat: But you know I can be.

Alice: I'll frighten myself when necessary, thanks very much. I was hoping to escape all that!

Cheshire Cat: Abandon that hope! A new law reigns in 'this' Wonderland, Alice, it's very rough justice all round. We're at risk here, you be on your guard!

Duchess: Ah it's you again, Alice. You may approach.

Alice: Why would I do that? You want to eat me!

Duchess: Yes, well you taught me manners and I've lost my taste for mad women; strictly a porcine diet for me. Everything is better with bacon, don't you agree? Of course you do. Now, there are pig snots scattered about. I heard a few behind the house; go fetch them for me. But take care of the pests that block your way. Pepper them up if they do. They need spice and you're just the dish -- ehm -- girl to season them for me. You'll find that grinder serviceable.

Alice: Why not season your own pig parts?

Duchess: Matters of priorities! My Alabaster skin needs protection from the disgusting creatures running amok amidst the environs. But one gets peckish! Look, all you have to do is listen for the oink, then shoot the snout! You may like the results. I certainly will.

Alice: The Hatter's Domain, almost as I remember it!

Cheshire Cat: Appearances, as you know better than most, can be deceiving, Alice. Much has changed since your last visit.

Alice: Dr Bumby says change is 'constructive', that 'different' is good.

Cheshire Cat: Different denotes neither 'bad' nor 'good', but it certainly means not the same! Find the Hatter, Alice. He knows more about 'different' than you.

Alice: But does he know more about the difference between bad and good?

Cheshire Cat: [noticing the Bolterflies attacking] Making friends, Alice? You're as randomly lethal and entirely confused as you ever were.

Alice: I've managed without you so far, Cat. Return to whatever hovel's home to you, I'll call if I need you.

Cheshire Cat: Predictably rash. It's not a question of 'if', Alice, it's 'when'. Now hold on, and as they say, 'shut up'! [he disappears]

Alice: So typical.

Mock Turtle: You'd better come aboard, Alice. We're doomed, of course!

Alice: What? There's no hope, then?

Mock Turtle: Oh, there's an infinite amount of hope, but not for us!

Mock Turtle: Confounded beasts, they want my ship!

Alice: I think you're more to their taste.

Mock Turtle: [outraged] Never! We're almost relatives!

Alice: You're related to soup, Admiral.

Caterpillar: A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!

Alice: A single step off London Bridge could end my journey...

Caterpillar: Failure as your epitaph? I'd hoped you were more courageous!

Alice: I've come all this way to find a simulacrum?!

Caterpillar: If I had the time, I'd detail how often you prefer dealing with illusions rather than the real thing. Problems you refuse to deal with don't exist! You deny reality!

Alice: That's not right! I know what's real!

Caterpillar: No! You allow others to tell you what isn't real.

Alice: My memories are shattered! This wicked train has ruined nearly all I can recall and Wonderland will perish completely as I lose my mind. So much has changed... I can't help Wonderland if I can't help myself!

Caterpillar: Much has changed, but you've got it backwards: save Wonderland and you may save yourself! The Carpenter was on to something, but he was hiding from the real. Your goal is to accept it!

Alice: Where should I go, then? What should I do?

Caterpillar: The Queen must be served, Alice. The Queen, in all her guises, must always be served.

Alice: How can she stem this growing corruption or assist my search? What does she know that I don't?

Caterpillar: She is someone you once knew and loved. Time changes us all.

Alice: Not all change is good!

Caterpillar: Remember that when you find the Queen!

Cheshire Cat: Back to admire your handiwork? Returning to the scene of the crime?

Alice: It had to be done, Cat, you said so yourself! 'You and this Red Queen cannot both survive. She is a cancer in your body. Excise her or perish!'

Cheshire Cat: Well, she was the face of evil in the heart of darkness...

Alice: She didn't treat you too well last time, lost your head as I recall!

Cheshire Cat: She was completely deranged. You picked up her crown, but now you've put it down. You must speak to her; what's left of her, anyway.

Alice: The Red Kingdom's in ruins, but you're no better off!

White King: When you defeated her, I tried to reclaim the castle, but I was set upon by her monstrosities. The malignant royal bitch still reigns.

Alice: I'm here to petition her. I must get inside.

White King: The only way in is through me. Sacrifices must be made.

Alice: Those who say so usually mean 'they should be made by others'.

White King: Cynicism is a disease! It can be cured. Once inside, beware of the outsized killer who patrols her domain. Never confront him; he is invincible. Now cut me loose: I'll show you the meaning of 'sacrifice'!

Alice: [to the Queen] I was expecting someone else!

Queen of Hearts: You don't know your own mind!

Alice: It's nearly a complete stranger!

Queen of Hearts: What you claim not to know is merely what you've denied. You've recaptured your vagrant memories: what are you doing with them?! You once rejected my attempts to control our lives forcefully, but now you've allowed another to succeed in my role!

Alice: I won't miss your tentacles.

Queen of Hearts: [infuriated] You'd prefer the hot stinking breath and unyielding attentions of a potent, unreasoning, unfeeling hellraiser?! I don't think so!

Alice: Can you give me more than a warning? Caterpillar said you might help!

Queen of Hearts: I'd need a better reason to respond than what's currently on offer!

Alice: If you don't, we're all doomed!

Queen of Hearts: Not doomed. Forgotten! I may survive here, but you're finished! You see the pattern of destruction, I know you do! The train is trying to destroy all evidence of your past and especially the fire. Now, who would want that? Who benefits from your madness?!

Alice: The destruction of Wonderland... is the destruction of me?!

Queen of Hearts: Indeed! And vice versa!

Alice: I've set it in motion, I can derail it. This is good for me! I'm not insane! I didn't kill my family. I am fine. I'm not mad, I'm innocent - I mean, not guilty! [sees the tentacles wrapping around her] What's happening, what are you doing?!

Queen of Hearts: The train must be stopped, but there's more to do. Your view conceals a tragedy. The whole truth you 'claim' to seek eludes you because you won't look at what's around you! [swallows Alice; Inside Alice's memories] There is no method in this madness!

Dr Wilson: My professional opinion? Madness is often a treatable disease, though perhaps not in this case.

Queen of Hearts: Authority must be obeyed, or it must be overthrown!

Nurse Witless: 'Cruel to be kind', that's my technique as they say, but she's as mad as a hatter, poor dearie!

Dr Bumby: Worst is over, and over, and over. Forget it, Alice - forget it!

Insane Child: The unstable are more than merely mad: they have 'other parts'. The Dollmaker will deprive them of what remains of their deranged souls. They need care!

Alice: I know their pain. I would assist, but is sanity required for the job?

Insane Child: A limited quantity. You're not mad enough to be rejected. You're like them, of them in a way, but not them. I should say 'not us', for I'm them, but you are on your way. The way is clearly marked.

Alice: I believe I know that way and I'd rather not travel further along it.

Alice: My Lizzie... What is this train's destination?

Queen of Hearts: Madness and Destruction. You shouldn't ask the questions you know the answers to, it's not polite. And that noise wasn't Lizzie talking in her sleep.

Alice: Oh no... Poor Lizzie!

Queen of Hearts: And there are no centaurs in Oxford. Make your survival mean something or we are all doomed!

Caterpillar: Come to receive your punishment then?

Alice: I know I'm guilty of something, but punishment never suits the victims of the crime.

Caterpillar: Abuse is a crime the strong visit on the weak, and you're right, abusers are insufficiently punished for the damage they do. Those who witness abuse without seeking retribution for the harmed pay a penalty. Your own pain mitigates your failure to act earlier, but you may not yet have paid enough for witnessing the pain of others...

Alice: Is there really so little hope?

Cheshire Cat: There is even less. And if fear paralyzes you... we're lost.