Alice. Alice! Thank goodness you're finally here! It's that girl again! Alice! You're...

Bayard: [after Alice falls from the sky and into a flower bed, her Underland friends surround and greet her] Alice. White Rabbit: [hops up to Alice and hugs her arm] Alice! Thank goodness you're finally here! March Hare: It's that girl again! Tweedledee: Alice! You're back! [the Bandersnatch roars his greeting and pants, smiling at Alice] Mallymkun: [to the Bandersnatch] Don't be nice to her. She's late. Alice Kingsleigh: Have I come at a bad time? White Queen: On the contrary. We were afraid you weren't coming at all. Alice Kingsleigh: What's the matter? White Rabbit: The Hatter's the matter. Tweedledee: Or the matter of the Hatter. Tweedledum: The former. Tweedledee: No, the latter. White Queen: [rolls her eyes] Tweedles. [gives them a look as if to say, "Get to the point, please."] Tweedledee: [in unison with Tweedledum] He's mad. Alice Kingsleigh: The Hatter? [the Tweedles nod] Alice Kingsleigh: Yes, I know. [climbs out of the flower bed and pulls her hair back in a half-up style] Alice Kingsleigh: That's his muchness. That's what makes him so... him. Tweedledee: But he's grown darker. Less dafter. Tweedledum: Denies himself laughter. Cheshire Cat: [appears in the tree above them] And no scheme of ours can raise any sort of smile. We rather hoped YOU might help us save him.

- Alice. - Oh, Alice. Thank goodness you're finally here. It's that girl again. Alice. You're back. Don't be nice to her. She's late. Have I come at a bad time? On the contrary. We were afraid you weren't coming at all. What's the matter? The Hatter's the matter. Or the matter of the Hatter. - The former. - No, the latter. - Mmm... - Tweedles? He's mad. The Hatter? - Mmm. - Mmm. Yes, I know. That's his muchness. That's what makes him so... him. But he's grown darker... less dafter. Denies himself laughter. And no scheme of ours can raise any sort of smile. We rather hoped you might help us save him. What happened? There was a great storm. We ventured out into the Tulgey Woods to investigate. Come, quadruped. Fetch! Your turn! Fetch, doggy. Hatter was perfectly hatterish. Until... that blue paper hat... somehow put him in mind...