(audience chattering)
This seat taken?
(audience chattering)
(nostalgic upbeat music)
(loud chattering)
♪ Now the light has gone away ♪
♪ Father listen while I pray ♪
♪ Asking me to watch and keep on ♪
♪ To send me quiet sleep ♪
♪ Now the light has gone away ♪
♪ Father listen while I pray ♪
♪ Asking me to watch and keep on ♪
♪ To send me quiet sleep ♪
Is he?
Shh!
Is he still awake?
They'll hear you.
GIRL: It doesn't work like that.
I don't like that one, he scares me.
Everything scares you.
Is he still there?
GIRL: See for yourself.
(girl whimpers)
I'm sorry.
Find it.
GIRL: I'm trying.
I can't see anything.
Give me a second.
GIRL: You're not helping.
Good morning my little rays
of sunshine, up, up, up.
Now that's no way to greet a day,
come on, get up, take your
cup and drink it all down.
(loud booing)
Bottoms up.
Let's get ticking.
Mario, you need to hurry,
you're meeting with Mother Superior.
Am I late?
Not if you're quick.
Razz come on wake up.
Razz come on.
Five more minutes.
Not an option darling.
I'm up, I'm up.
Your vigilance seems to be lacking.
Been reading the dictionary
again, good Audrey.
The expansion of my vocabulary
has little to do with my
education at this institution.
Charming, chop chop, finish up.
AUDREY: I'm trembling from head to toe.
Or Mother Superior will hear about it.
Good morning Alice, how are you today.
Can I tell you a secret?
I think I'll be able to get
you a new notebook soon.
New art supplies.
No more trying to fit your
thoughts inside the margins.
Think she can save us all, doesn't she?
Some of us are too far gone.
Children, morning mass awaits
and then a small breakfast to prepare you
for a rigorous academic day.
The schedule is as follows;
arithmetic, English, history, science,
religion, spelling, Latin,
grammar, literature and art.
Arithmetic, English,
history science, Latin, no.
Arithmetic, English, grammar, no.
Arithmetic, I don't know what comes next.
Children, time is slipping
away, the day begins.
(bell ringing)
Don't think about it too hard.
(upbeat music)
STUDENTS: Arithmetic!
12 times 24 is...
Two.
12.
24.
48.
No think about this.
Students] 124.
I said it first.
No I did.
It was me.
STUDENTS: Sister.
None of you are correct,
the answer is 288.
He messed me up.
He interrupted.
Did you say that's rude, Sister.
Let's move on.
STUDENTS: English, history.
Now the monitor continues until this day.
But only for pretend.
Many have said that.
The real power
is in parliament.
It cannot move forward.
I second that appeal.
Objection.
Duly noted.
The motion passes.
The houses are deadlocked.
The reality of politics.
What a barbaric thing.
STUDENTS: Science, religion.
Razz, what do we say at the end.
♪ Amen ♪
STUDENTS: Spelling, Latin.
Jacob, will you stop
fiddling with that thing?
It will be pink.
No!
STUDENTS: Grammar, literature.
Why everyone hated the book.
There was nothing pretty in it at all.
As if you'd know if something was pretty.
STUDENTS: Art!
Get ready to close your eyes.
Come on.
(soft music)
For those of you who
thought he's done his time,
drawing fruit or finger painting,
you'll see my class is a bit different.
Art is an interior life of the artist.
You have the opportunity to glance at,
for one brief moment.
While picture may have some permanence,
it changes as time goes by.
You can do horrible
drawings for one person,
then expressing the
greatest love for another.
We have Picasso, of course
and those of us who see the
world a little bit, off kilter.
Then we have the unique
origins of Frida Kahlo,
who showed us, how she saw herself.
GIRL: Has she ever got a tweezers.
(audience laughs)
SISTER: Try to remember,
beauty is in the eye
of the beholder.
How about this one, Tinker.
TINKER: It's like a
molten magma pocket watch.
The only one that fits.
SISTER: Good.
How about you Razz?
RAZZ: I like it.
It's not real, it's like a
dream where time stands still.
It's warm, passionate.
Everything else melts away
and all you're left with
is this feeling.
SISTER: Very insightful Razz.
STUDENT: Or at my grandpa's
house, it'd look like
if I burnt it down, you know
quarter like the clocks,
you know the time.
SISTER: You keep it
inside your head darling,
keep it inside your head.
(audience laughs)
Anything?
Babes.
Flats.
Surfing.
Destruction.
A vacation that never ends.
An entire village
leveled in one fell swoop.
SISTER: God!
(hysterical laughter)
Is something wrong.
GIRL: They're just so blah.
Get it, behind the eyes?
SISTER: And that's funny?
BOY: Yes!
SISTER: And you're right,
for there's nothing
right or wrong about interpretation.
Whether the subject
being abstract and modern
or as tension as a cabbage,
we're going to begin
with one of my personal favorites.
Oscar-Claude Monet, who helped
revolutionize the technique--
Sister Guida!
Warren, to what do I owe the pleasure?
Mother Superior has someone
she'd like to speak to.
Are you sure this is correct?
Her name came up in a random selection,
it's only fair, you see!
Has she read the files?
I'm sure Mother Superior knows
what she's talking about.
I just think that she would understand
that is a unique circumstance.
The student is in this class, correct?
I don't think she understands the extent--
Are you questioning
Mother Superior's order?
Of course not but--
Then why don't you call
the student forward.
Can I speak to you privately please?
There's no time.
Just a moment please.
The schedule doesn't allow for it.
It's not right.
I don't believe that's
your judgment to make.
We need to know what she's doing.
What Sister, have you forgotten?
I'm sorry sir, it seems my mouth
ran ahead of my mind.
Good.
Now that we've gotten the
dramatics out of the way,
we can proceed with the evaluation.
Alice, please collect your things and go.
Alice, come on.
Mother Superior is not a patient woman.
Alice, get up now.
Keep pace, we need to
arrive there promptly
and there will be consequences,
bloody consequences.
Other than evaluating
your academic performance,
this conversation will determine
whether you really have a place here
at Dinah's School for Troubled Children,
or if you should be
transferred to an institution
that does more, equipped to
deal with your specific needs.
Clear up that mess and hurry up.
Mother Superior demands cleanliness.
Be quick, but don't be sloppy.
We cannot keep our
Mother Superior waiting.
(manic screams)
What do you get when
you cross a dark hallway
and a silent little girl?
I know, what?
A scream no one will hear.
What's there sweetie?
Yeah, we were just gonna
invite you to join us,
but if you're gonna be rude oh...
You have to be punished.
Oh no love, there's
nothing to be afraid of.
We're not gonna hurt ya.
At least we don't think--
Warmers and sickle.
Is another spinch.
Wait, you're going the wrong way.
Or is she?
It is all just about choices after all.
(audience laughing)
Was that...
I think it was.
I can't imagine.
Maybe...
I'm late.
(loud screams)
Oh I'm late.
Pardon me young lady, would you move,
I have somewhere I need to be.
Do you have candles in your ears
or am I speaking an alien tongue?
Read my lips.
I'm late, I'm late for
a very important date.
No time to say hello, goodbye,
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.
Wait, Mr. Rabbit.
Mr Rabbit.
(somber music)
Alice.
(soft jazz music)
♪ Down down down ♪
♪ See your reality crumbling ♪
♪ All around you ♪
♪ Down down down ♪
♪ Something is really inside you that ♪
♪ Makes no sound ♪
♪ You're falling far, falling fast ♪
♪ Where will it go ♪
♪ How long will it last ♪
♪ Never lenting, never knowing why ♪
♪ Welcome to Wonderland ♪
♪ Wonderland gallery ♪
♪ You're the candle's ♪
♪ Create your own reality ♪
♪ Come and see the magic and the mystery ♪
♪ Set imagination free
utter self discovery ♪
♪ Be who you wanna be ♪
♪ In Wonderland, gallery ♪
♪ Falling and falling
and falling and falling ♪
♪ Falling and falling
and falling and falling ♪
♪ Falling and falling and falling ♪
♪ Down down down ♪
♪ Into a perilous well of imagination ♪
♪ Down down down ♪
♪ A world of gallery lights ♪
♪ And bizarre sensation ♪
♪ You're falling far, falling fast ♪
♪ Will it go how long will it last ♪
♪ Deep into a world inside your mind ♪
♪ Welcome to Wonderland ♪
♪ Wonderland Gallery ♪
♪ You will help us ♪
♪ Create your own reality ♪
♪ Come and see the magic and the mystery ♪
♪ Set imagination free ♪
♪ Utter self discovery ♪
♪ Being who you wanna be ♪
♪ In Wonderland ♪
♪ Gallery, gallery,
gallery, gallery, gallery ♪
(manic scream)
(audience applauding)
You're here.
Of course.
You didn't think I was going to leave you.
But, you don't follow--
WOMAN: Even to real art.
Who's there?
WOMAN: My dear Wonderland
welcomes everything
the sunlight scares away.
Where's that coming from?
I don't know.
Let's get out of here.
Ladies!
What the...
Start climbing.
Don't go.
Wait.
No, no, no.
I'll take my chances.
Where are you?
Right here.
Where?
Right here.
Welcome to Wonderland.
Doesn't seem very wondrous to me.
Can you tell your id to come down?
My what?
Your id.
Your id, your inner
dialogue, inside dilemma,
impulsive demon, illogical decisions,
whatever you wanna call it.
You need to get some control.
Come on big girl, show me a smile.
Rude, I'm only trying to help.
I'm sorry about her.
Is this all Wonderland?
Now that wouldn't be very exciting.
Take a peek.
It's beautiful.
(audience laughing)
Do you wanna see.
She's only trying to protect you.
She doesn't realize that there's
nothing here to harm you.
You're your own worst enemy, you see.
Do you think I could get a little closer?
The only way is right through here.
I don't think I'll be able to fit.
We have contingency plans for that.
Eat me.
Are you sure it's safe?
The key is moderation.
(audience laughing)
Sorry.
What was that?
I was hungry.
(loud growling)
I don't feel very well.
I feel bubbly.
What's happening?
I told you, the key was moderation.
I thought it was supposed
to make me smaller.
There was something on
there to make you smaller,
you didn't stop to think.
Oh I can't breathe.
Yes,
you can.
Oh I'm trapped, I can't move.
We have to think about this.
We're never gonna get out of here.
You can't think like that.
We're gonna be giant freaks forever.
(loud sobbing)
Hey get a hold of yourselves,
I'm drowning down here.
Look at the table.
(somber music)
Drink me.
I don't know, last time--
We don't have a choice.
Are you ever going to learn?
Where did all this water come from?
You and your blubbering.
ALICE: I couldn't help the tears.
ID: Alice, where are you?
All this water, all this salt,
the paintings won't be happy.
(drum beats)
Looks like the legs are
pushing you forward.
I don't wanna go.
Nothing I can do about it now
I don't understand this thing.
And enjoy your stay at Wonderland gallery.
(audience laughing)
Is it?
Dead?
That would be the logical conclusion.
But let's investigate further.
Absolutely, most certain it is dead.
(soft whimpering)
(manic screaming)
Zombie, zombie, zombie, zombie, zombie.
(audience laughing)
It speaks.
Don't you look too close, it's a trick.
Who are you?
Only the most traditional,
powerful political animals
in all of Wonderland.
An ancient honorary bird,
and a colorful character
who just won't shut up.
Who else can do the job?
But who, pray tell are you?
I'm a girl.
I'm lost.
A whole little baby girl.
Washed away in a storm,
scared out of her mind.
Saved by noble public servants.
How old are you child?
13.
(audience laughing)
No wonder she smells of agony.
(audience laughing)
Worst my friend is an understatement.
But you'll still be able to help me?
You're leaders, here to help
the greater good, right?
(hysterical laughter)
Good is a slippery word.
Good is what the queen decides.
And you're all right with that?
Of course.
No complaints here.
What's wrong?
What would you think?
I'm cold and wet, aren't you?
My feathers are designed
to repel water, thank you.
I however, am a little damp.
Please, can we do it?
No Lory.
Do what?
Please, just a little--
It's not time, it's not tradition.
What are we talking...
What time would be better?
Excuse me, what are we talking about?
A Caucus-race, a
Caucus-race, a Caucus-race.
Lory.
We must do a Caucus-race.
Now that you've said it.
Can we do it, can we do it?
Can we, can we?
It's time for a Caucus-race.
This will get me dry, right?
Of course it will.
Why else would we be doing it?
Other than the sweet taste
of victory of course.
What are the rules?
There are none.
Then, how do you win.
Shh!
On your mark, get set,
(dramatic music)
Go.
Who won?
Be patient, The Dodo decides.
The winner is, everyone.
Oh I knew it, I knew it.
Everyone wins in a Caucus-race.
(audience laughing)
How is it fair, if you
already know who wins?
It's incredibly fair.
It's the will of the people.
Well, now that we've solved
your little moisture problem,
Sort of.
Is there anything else,
we humble public servants
can help you with?
No nothing, perfect.
Then we'll see you around.
Don't forget to vote.
Wait, there's one thing.
Have you seen a white rabbit?
A fluffy albino leporidae?
A white rabbit, in a waistcoat,
with a pocket watch?
Like that one?
Yes, Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit.
She didn't even say goodbye.
Oh come off it, Dodo I people liked.
Goodbye.
Where did he go?
Mr. Rabbit.
Mr. Rabbit.
Where are you?
Oh, up here.
You always get everything wrong.
He's down there.
He's not gonna be down there.
He's not gonna be down there.
I'm late.
Mary Ann.
No I'm not--
Oh Mary Ann.
You have no idea how
relieved I am to see you.
No I don't think that you're--
I am in the deepest of
dilemmas my sentient friend.
I fear I may never recover
from the embarrassment
that may befall me if it is not resolved.
Goodness, I had no idea--
My dear, I have lost
the most precious gift
my queen has ever placed
on my humble little paws.
A similar status of beauty,
of everything I worked
my little tail off for.
The only present my magnificent leader
felt was worthy of someone of my stature.
I have lost
my gloves.
Your gloves?
Yes my dear, I've lost my gloves.
I don't know what's wrong with your ears.
I'm sorry.
Listen,
I have a very special task for you.
I need you to go to my
house and find these gloves.
Look everywhere, they must be somewhere.
The last time I saw them,
they were on my hands in the parlor
or by my feet in the bathroom.
Or on my head.
I don't remember, just look everywhere.
I've really got to go.
But I don't know where your house is.
This is not the time for jokes Mary Ann.
I will see you here, in seven
and 1/2 minutes precisely.
Where?
Are you coming or not?
Well I don't know where
we're going either.
(soft music)
If I were a white rabbit,
where would I live?
Most rabbits live in the ground but,
we're already there so that's no help.
Maybe something to do with carrots.
(music drowns out speaker)
Stop, I'm trying to think.
Okay, maybe not carrots
but they do eat vegetables.
A garden, yeah.
What?
Oh you see, I had a feeling it'd be here.
Okay, six minutes (music
drowns out speaker).
No.
Great.
(manic scream)
Monster, monster.
Help there's a monster in my house.
It's all filled up.
I'm sure everything is destroyed.
Monster.
Did you say a monster?
Yes Lizard.
Yes, yes, yes you see.
Oh monster.
See, I told you.
What are you gonna do about it?
Do you happen to know an exterminator?
Excuse me, I am not a monster.
I'm a girl.
I'm just a girl.
How old are you child?
13.
(audience laughing)
Young lady, I don't know
who you think you are,
but if we say you're a monster,
then you certainly are a monster.
I can't take it anymore.
Get that thing out of my house.
Right away.
I may have the perfect solution.
It won't be too gruesome, do you think?
No not at all.
Even humane if you could.
I do pity the poor creature.
No need to fear, it'll be nearly painless.
That's a relief.
We'll smoke the monster out.
I beg your pardon.
Set a small fire,
let the smoke light up the chimney,
and voila, the monster
ceases to be a problem.
But what about my house?
Let's hope it's still standing.
Come, help me gather the kindling.
I don't know about this.
The more fuel the hotter the flame.
No, no.
You don't have to do that.
Hurry up, she raised more destruction
than you already have.
I'm trying to get out.
Laid.
(audience laughing)
No matter if not fire some,
poisonous mushroom should do the trick.
Stop it now, we can't have that again.
What is it?
Absolutely not.
Fire's almost ready.
Rabbit.
(audience laughing)
Lizard, it's gone.
What's gone?
The monster.
But the fire's ready.
Then put it out.
But it seems like such a waste.
Maybe we should smoke
the house out anyways
just to make sure.
No thank you, I'm sorry
for wasting your time
but I really have no--
One small smoke just in the salon.
No, don't be ridiculous.
Now shoo, shoo!
I'm late.
I told you we drank too much.
Yeah I wanted to be small but this,
I look like a bug.
And what is wrong with that?
Nothing at all if you
are indeed an insect.
I detect a bit of animosity.
I'm just stating fact.
Testy little thing, aren't you.
Who are you?
I'm a girl.
I didn't ask what, I asked who?
I'm Alice.
That's not an answer, who are you?
I'm Alice, I'm me.
Who are you?
Who is Alice?
What do you have to say,
that I haven't heard before?
Honestly, I don't usually talk that much.
Nothing wrong with that I suppose.
Those that chatter
aimlessly often have no clue
what they're saying anyway.
But you must have something.
No, I don't think I do.
Can you recite a touch of poetry.
Or how about a bit of arithmetic?
There are many things
that make up who we are.
I don't know who I am,
I'm Alice that's all.
A plain simple Alice.
It might be good for you to be small,
for the time being I mean.
It seems you have no perspective.
I don't understand how the
two things are related.
By my eyes.
That's not enough.
I see things.
That's perception dear,
not perspective.
What's the difference?
Who are you?
I already told you.
Now you're just going in circles.
There's no use, I'm not gonna understand.
Look up.
What?
You heard me, look up.
Height is one of the
many things in this world
that gives us power.
Without it, the world
often seems gargantuan,
ready to swallow us whole even.
But, there is a grandness
that comes with the micro.
A beauty that humans like yourselves
often ignore as you stomp
around in your superiority.
You don't see the swoop of the sky,
the delicacy of a blade of grass
or the texture of a butterfly's wings.
You seek to destroy
rather than appreciate.
But once that power is taken from you,
you have no choice but to create.
For example, my home on top of mushroom
that smells of incense and rain,
that feels soft as velvet,
that you could easily crash in passing,
that my girl is perspective.
And having been both big and small,
certainly prefer the latter.
Wait, you've been tall?
Tall as a girl like yourself.
How?
Oh so eager to get back already.
Please tell me.
Have you heard nothing I've said?
I wanna get home.
Where is home exactly?
I don't quite know.
But it's above the ground,
above the rabbit hole.
It will take me years to get
back there in this state.
Well, you're not wrong about that.
So how do I do it?
One side will make you grow bigger,
the other will make you grow smaller.
Thank you.
Of what?
One side will make you grow bigger,
the other will make you grow smaller.
But of what?
Of the mushroom of course.
But that's--
I only ask you
to leave something in it's place.
Good luck Alice.
Hold on.
Thank you again.
Now, very carefully--
(woman singing in foreign language)
What is that?
Hello.
Hi darling.
Are you the nursemaid I asked for?
I don't think so.
That's odd, they usually come so quick.
A royal baby needs such
specialized care, you know.
Are you the queen?
(laughs) no, oh that's very
kind of you to think so.
So a princess then?
I prefer the term Duchess.
Well, it was nice to meet you Ms. Duchess.
Not so fast.
You will be my nursemaid.
Now tend to the child.
And once she gets here, the real one?
Send her away.
Two nursemaids would be a waste
for one little precious baby.
My little baby with this little (mumbles).
(audience laughing)
My dear.
You, you look famished.
I've eaten already today.
Clearly not enough.
I see the need in your eyes.
Here.
Have a chocolate.
Don't be afraid, they're perfectly safe.
Not that one.
I'm saving it for later, you understand.
No no not that one.
The cherries are the ones are my favorite.
(audience laughing)
That is the last salted caramel.
Dark chocolate is good for the skin.
Oh would you be so kind
as to save me half.
Don't be afraid to enjoy it.
I'll try.
I believe a little thanks is in order.
Oh thank you.
We can't have you being rude.
What kind of example would that be setting
for my special little angel.
I don't think you understand.
Less talking, more nurturing.
(soft music)
♪ 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves ♪
♪ Did gyre and gimble in the wabe ♪
♪ All mimsy were the borogoves ♪
♪ And the mome raths outgrabe ♪
♪ Beware the Jabberwock, my son ♪
♪ The jaws that bite,
the claws that catch ♪
♪ Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun ♪
♪ The frumious Bandersnatch ♪
♪ He took his vorpal sword in hand ♪
♪ Long time the manxome foe he sought ♪
♪ So rested he by the Tumtum tree ♪
♪ And stood in thought ♪
♪ And as in uffish thought he stood ♪
♪ The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame ♪
♪ Came whiffling through the tulgey wood ♪
♪ And burbled as it came ♪
♪ One two, one two, and
through and through ♪
♪ The vorpal blade went snicker-snack ♪
♪ He left it dead, and with its head ♪
♪ He went galumphing back ♪
(audience cheering and applauding)
Ms. Duchess.
Good nursemaids are seen, not heard.
I think there may be
something wrong with the baby.
Nonsense, it's mine,
therefore it's perfect.
When was the last time
you've seen the baby?
This morning.
Goodness, what kind of
mother do you think I am?
♪ One two, one two, and
through and through ♪
(baby wailing)
Stop that crying.
It's okay.
Nursemaid, make it stop.
I'm trying.
Well, until you succeed,
remove it from the room.
Now!
Silence!
(loud operatic vocalization)
Id.
Tell the nursemaid, she's fired.
And she can keep the baby.
There you are.
Shh, stop crying you...
It turned into a pig again, didn't it?
(horrified gasp)
(audience laughing)
I don't get this place.
They all turn into pigs.
Every last one of them.
It must be genetic.
I think it may be time to go.
So soon?
But there's so much more to see.
I can't stay here.
Escape is a normal response to fear.
The only issue is, this
place is anything but normal.
But how do I get out of here?
That all depends on where you want to go.
Oh!
It's a cat.
Yes, claws and all.
Not very friendly, I see.
Oh, I can be soft and warm
and very, very helpful.
When I want to be.
(audience laughing)
I've never seen a cat with a smile before.
Just another way of bearing my teeth.
No, no.
I need your help.
Need a guide through the inferno?
I don't know which road to take.
Well what brought you to the gallery
in the first place?
A white rabbit.
A rabbit?
Yes, a white rabbit, in a waistcoat,
with a watch.
Then you should head right.
The March Hare lives there.
And he'll help me get out of here?
He'll be the most likely to help you
retrace your steps.
Follow the road, past
the Mad Hatter's shell.
The Mad Hatter?
Yes, those two are rarely ever apart.
Maybe I should go another way.
I don't wanna go along mad people.
(Cheshire Cat laughs)
Alice!
We're all mad here.
(upbeat music)
(audience laughing)
(audience cheering and applauding)
Dear friend, do have another spot of tea.
(howls) I don't mind if I do.
A hint of mint.
A pot of chamomile.
A glass of Earl Gray.
(loud snoring)
Excuse me.
Dormouse.
Stay alert.
You need to keep watch.
Whatever you say sir.
The unbirthday girl could
be here at any minute.
And the element of surprise is essential
to the celebration.
My cup is dry.
Move down.
Hello.
An uninvited guest.
What shall we do?
Maybe she doesn't see us.
(audience laughing)
Is one of you the March Hare?
It's not working.
Stay still, she might attack.
I was told that you would help me.
Young lady, don't you
understand how rude it is
to attend an unbirthday party uninvited.
Yes, very rude indeed.
Very rude indeed.
I'm sorry, I didn't know.
Well, now you do.
Now, shoo!
We're waiting for a very special guest.
Who?
How is that any of your business?
I'm curious.
Well, curiosity killed the cat.
And your grats.
And bit the dog.
I guess I'll be going then.
Well then, ta ta and too-da-loo.
And wish your guest a happy birthday.
(manic scream)
My dear, this is not a birthday party.
It is an unbirthday party.
We all gather on our unbirthday days
and it is a ritual of utmost importance.
So, it's not your birthday?
My dear, what fun would that be?
Then it's my unbirthday too.
Why didn't you say so?
Come, join us for tea.
What, I don't know.
Circumstances have changed.
You must, you must.
You must, you must.
Come, sit sit sit.
What kind of tea would you like?
What do you have?
Anything you like, ginger
spice, blood orange, Dormouse--
Dormouse?
Yes, that's the Dormouse.
He can sing if you like.
Oh yes, yes.
Sing, sing.
Sing.
♪ Tinkle tinkle little bats ♪
♪ How I wonder where you're at ♪
♪ As you fly across the sky ♪
No more tea.
Move down.
But I haven't had any.
Nonsense, move down.
What is your age unbirthday girl.
I'm 13.
No wonder your id is gorging herself.
Stop it, you're embarrassing me.
You need to get a handle
on her sooner or later.
Or else you'll end up like us.
No need to be afraid.
It may seem scary, but if you
turn your head just right,
it all comes into alignment.
(audience laughing)
I don't understand.
You never will.
We stopped trying.
Eons ago.
Tell me Allie--
Alice!
Whatever!
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
I don't know.
Think about it.
Meditate on your answer.
Could it be something to do with feathers?
That'd be too illogical.
My cup again.
Move down.
Slow down.
No time.
Move down.
Refill friend.
I'd like--
Wait your turn.
Have a glass ladies, I
think we've had too much.
On second thought, you can't
indulge on your unbirthday.
Or can you?
Couldn't have said it better myself.
Can I have some now?
You're a very greedy girl, aren't you?
Your manners are just
as important as madness.
I'm thirsty.
Then have some tea.
I'm trying.
What's stopping you?
Get your dirty hands off my cup.
I don't think I like it here.
(somber music)
Oh boohoo.
Is it really so difficult?
Stop being such a brat.
Unbreak all of our hospitality.
It was deserved really.
Now girl, what do you have to offer?
Stop.
I can't hear you.
Come on speak up?
Are you stupid or something?
Say something.
What's wrong.
Cat caught your tongue.
Rat down your groove.
Dog got your guts.
Stop!
Poor, poor girl.
A twisted mind.
A messed up head in a
pretty little package.
You're even more dangerous than I thought.
(audience laughing)
I'm sorry.
I'll clean it up.
And then dry it too.
You!
You made this mess.
You always make a mess.
You break everything you touch.
You devour everything in your path.
And you cover my mouth,
so that I can't scream at you to stop.
I can't control anything.
And you, you're like a
shadow that drags behind me.
Pulling lower and lower
until I'm so small that
no one can hear me.
Why are you still here, when
all I want is to be alone.
Alone with a pen and paper
and a place where things make sense.
I want you to go.
Go!
Go!
I know you can hear me.
I know I'm screaming
at the top of my lungs.
Don't just stand there.
Go!
TWEEDLEDUM: She can't!
Who's there?
She can't leave you.
Oh leave me, huh she's tried.
But you two are stuck together
with a knot that's impossible to unite.
I don't really wanna
talk to anyone right now.
You push and pull.
But the bond only grows tighter.
You don't know.
Silly little adolescent.
What is it about the
structure of your mind
that makes you think you're all alone?
You think you're the only one
who's ever struggled with an id?
No.
I just, never seen another one before.
Then you're probably
not looking very hard.
Too caught up in your own shadow.
But soon you'll see.
Just look at us.
We fought for years, before
coming to an understanding.
And eventually we learned
to live with each other.
He's Tweedledee.
He's Tweedledum.
We are one and the same.
Entertainers extraordinaire.
Using our reflective talents.
To reflect each other.
(audience laughing)
Nice to meet you.
Can I ask you an unorthodox question?
Anything.
We're open books.
Which one of you is the id?
He is.
No, he is.
Yeah we can't quite figure it out.
I was sure it was him.
I know it couldn't be me.
So we agree to disagree.
Glad you two are so amicable
but we really should be going.
What's the rush?
Not interested in our company?
I need to get home.
Where's that?
Somewhere.
You don't know?
I have some idea.
Then you have some time.
Loads of time.
Loads of time.
For what?
Sing you a song.
No thank you.
Oh it'll only take a second.
A minute maybe, and it
has very good meaning.
Oh yes, a meaning you should hear.
A meaning that can help, right here.
Fine.
Yes!
A five, a six.
(upbeat music)
Five, six, seven, eight.
♪ The sun was shining on the sea ♪
♪ Shining with all its might ♪
♪ It did its very best to make ♪
♪ The billows smooth and bright ♪
♪ And this was odd, because it was ♪
♪ The middle of the night ♪
♪ The moon was shining sulkily ♪
♪ Because she thought the sun ♪
♪ Had got no business to be there ♪
♪ After the day was done ♪
♪ It's very rude of him, she said ♪
♪ To come and spoil my fun ♪
♪ The sea was wet as wet could be ♪
♪ The sands were dry as dry ♪
♪ You could not see a star ♪
♪ Because no star was in the sky ♪
♪ No birds were flying overhead ♪
♪ There were no birds to fly ♪
♪ The Walrus and the Carpenter ♪
♪ Were walking close at hand ♪
♪ They wept like anything to see ♪
♪ Such quantities of sand ♪
♪ If this were only swept away ♪
♪ They said, it would be grand ♪
♪ O Oysters, come and walk with us ♪
♪ The Walrus did beseech ♪
♪ A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk ♪
♪ Along the briny beach ♪
♪ We cannot do with more than four ♪
♪ To give a hand to each ♪
♪ The eldest Oyster looked at him ♪
♪ But never a word he said ♪
♪ The eldest Oyster winked his eye ♪
♪ And shook his heavy head ♪
♪ Meaning to say he did not choose ♪
♪ To leave the oyster-bed ♪
♪ But four young Oysters hurried up ♪
♪ All ready for the treat ♪
♪ Their coats were brushed,
their faces washed ♪
♪ Their shoes were clean and neat ♪
♪ And this was odd, because, you know ♪
♪ They hadn't any feet ♪
♪ Four other Oysters followed them ♪
♪ And yet another four ♪
♪ And thick and fast they came at last ♪
♪ And more, and more, and more ♪
♪ All hopping through the frothy waves ♪
♪ And scrambling to the shore ♪
♪ The Walrus and the Carpenter ♪
♪ Walked on a mile or so ♪
♪ And then they rested on a rock ♪
♪ Conveniently low ♪
♪ And all the little Oysters stood ♪
♪ And waited in a row ♪
♪ But time has come, the Walrus said ♪
♪ To talk of many things ♪
♪ Of shoes and ships and sealing wax ♪
♪ Of cabbages and kings ♪
♪ And why the sea is boiling hot ♪
♪ And whether pigs have wings ♪
♪ But wait a bit, the Oysters cried ♪
♪ Before we have our chat ♪
♪ For some of us are out of breath ♪
♪ And all of us are fat ♪
♪ No hurry, said the Carpenter ♪
♪ They thanked him much for that ♪
♪ O Oysters said the Carpenter ♪
♪ You've had a pleasant run ♪
♪ Shall we be trotting home again ♪
♪ But answer came there none ♪
♪ And this was scarcely odd ♪
♪ Because they'd eaten every one ♪
(audience cheering and applauding)
Just terrible.
You didn't like it?
Too tragic for your taste?
Why would you sing
about such awful things?
See, that's the problem with your id.
Always brings out the
beast from inside of you.
(loud growling)
(loud whimpering)
I could have come sooner.
Could have saved you from
their artistic endeavors.
You don't have to do that.
You have some sympathy, for
the struggling song writers?
Wouldn't have pegged that one
with your internal distress and all.
I've got it all under control.
I'm sure you do sweetheart.
Oh, she's still scared of me.
Come on now, I don't bite.
Scratch every once in a while,
but is it really that bad?
Stop.
I'm tired of all this talk in riddles.
I just wanna go home.
And you don't need my
help with that either?
Didn't do much good the last time.
Fine!
The shortcut isn't the most
pleasant experience anyways.
Shortcut?
Unless you want to walk through
the entire gallery again.
No, no.
There is one way that's
through and not around,
the largest permanent exhibit
here, the Queen's court.
Doesn't sound too bad.
You don't know her all that well.
Is it dangerous?
That depends.
If you can play her games,
follow her protocols
and adhere to her rules,
then she might even be cordial.
Do you get along?
Rules aren't exactly my strength.
Her systems seem arbitrary.
But she's fair?
Fair as anyone with total power can be.
(audience laughing)
Where's the door?
I thought you'd never ask.
(audience laughing)
Keep calm Alice, take note of her orders.
Keep her company and
smile at her statements.
And most importantly,
don't lose your head.
Like an ice moved down my spine.
Oh I'm so late.
Move your tail, get the mail.
Keep your head.
White Rabbit.
I've no time to talk Mary Ann.
But, where are you rushing to?
Preparations must be made, be prompt.
Not too prompt.
The Queen despises anything
that may bog down her schedule.
Do I really have the time for this?
Step aside peasant.
True royalty is coming through.
Oh lady, I have a job.
Your job is more important than leisure?
I know you, if this structure is up there,
just let me pass.
Girl, wash yourself up before you enter
the Queen's presence.
She doesn't like filthy
things occupying her space.
I don't know where I'm going.
Don't fret, you'll find
your way a bit surely.
Not you again.
But even one part, and really
the other is the easy part.
It's where you're going that
should fill you with fear.
Maybe I should turn around.
Too late.
Ceremony's already in motion.
We're just following the momentum.
(loud howling)
Attention all residents and visitors
of Wonderland gallery.
The Queen has called an
immediate meeting in her wing.
Attendance is required.
Punishment for not attending will include,
removal from the gallery,
a dulling of color,
a change of scenery, an ink pot injection
and of course, everyone's
personal favorite,
a slow, painful exsanguination,
followed by a stoic decapitation.
Thank you and enjoy your
stay at Wonderland gallery.
(horn instrument blaring)
(audience laughing)
The Queen is here.
Silence!
All rise and join me in
the anthem of the Queen.
Better stick below for
idea, good for newcomers.
ALL: The Queen of Hearts.
(rhythmic clapping)
She made some tarts all on a summer's day.
The knave of hearts, huh.
He stole the tarts and
took them straight away.
The King of Hearts called for the tarts
and beat the knave full sore.
The Knave of Hearts brought back the tarts
and vowed to steal no more.
The Queen of Hearts made sleeping tarts
to keep the King at bay.
The Queen of Hearts
still makes those tarts
and rules until this day.
Huh!
(audience cheering and applauding)
Yes it's me.
Hello my little chicken dees.
ALL: All praise.
Oh darlings, it's not
one of those meetings.
Today, I have rather different intentions.
Wonderland gallery is a small
utopic center of culture
within the dreary countryside.
A place for those who fit our aesthetic
to ride separate from the sullied masses
who don't understand or care
to try to derive meaning from anything
beyond their own shallow mental faculties.
And how does this work?
An efficient system.
A system that rewards those
who meet our standards
and penalizes those
who struggle to keep up
with our pace.
As cruel as it sounds, it is simply true.
Not all art is equal.
It is my thankless, draining job
to make that determination
because you see,
if the structure of the system
is not firmly in place, then
the very walls themselves
will crumble into ruin.
As subjects, it is your
job to protect this system
by any means necessary.
Now, I will only ask this question once.
Where is the girl?
She is not as harmless as she seems.
She's altered things.
She's run from room to room
with no regard for an order.
She's made a mess.
Every new entry must be evaluated
by the same process, it's only fair.
There she is.
What's her name, knave?
Our sources have come to a conclusion
that her name is Allie, Al, Alice.
Allie, Allu, Alice.
Curious name.
Oh and her id?
KNAVE: The same.
Curiouser and curiouser.
Hello (mumbles)
Alice.
Can you understand me?
What are you here for?
Answer me.
You're trying my patience,
come on girl speak up.
Pleased to meet you your majesty.
Oh my majesty.
Oh goodness, what a sweet girl.
Oh, a very good start, yes
a very good start indeed.
Say something else.
Your grace.
Oh, like music.
(audience laughing)
May...
Let it out.
May I say something your highness?
Oh, keep talking like that
and you can say anything you like.
I've heard that you were rather pesky.
Clearly, they were mistaken.
(audience laughing)
Clearly I'm staying here.
I wanna go home.
Oh nonsense dearie.
It is I who determine that.
But this isn't--
As curator, it is my job to determine
who stays and who goes.
Oh my dear, do you play croquet?
(audience laughing)
Splendid, our test will begin there.
Set it up.
We all know the rules, for the rules
are the most important part.
The rules of the game
by name go like this.
(upbeat music)
(audience laughing)
♪ You have a mallet and ball ♪
♪ Made of fur and fish ♪
♪ You pull back that mallet
with all your might ♪
♪ And release the creature
into near full flight ♪
♪ Then it swings and it sways
through hoops that move ♪
♪ And you pray that the
status of your game improves ♪
♪ You repeat, never cheat
till the course is done ♪
♪ And with some luck ♪
♪ By the end you've won ♪
(hysterical laughter)
Not exactly your game I see.
This is the most complicated
tour I've ever taken.
Not exactly Cheshire's fault dear,
just a happenstance
within the circumstances.
You've changed.
I have you to thank for that really.
It's a good thing to have,
so tired of that old casing.
That's what they meant when they said
I altered something.
Not just me.
Has she really not figured it out yet?
I don't think so.
Then maybe we help the process along.
What do I have to--
No it needs to happen naturally.
Just one little push that way.
It needs to happen in its ultimate time.
Scored that?
I don't know.
Come on, we need to keep
up, here let me help you.
How many hoops have you done?
Eight, maybe nine I think.
Wow, right on the Queen's tail.
You might be one of us after all.
But how do I get out of here?
Through the door.
What door?
You find a door.
But you're a door.
Look hard enough and
I'm sure you'll find it.
Right on the Queen's tail.
This could get interesting.
Cheshire.
Now, I'm just trying to even the odds,
make the game fair.
Not a good idea.
I never said I was good.
Alice, you need to stop the cat.
I can't.
Yes you can.
I don't know how.
Make something.
Create, grow, anything.
I don't have--
Don't lit.
Last time--
Time is running out.
What do you wanna do?
I need to find a light
before things get too messy.
Delicate wings, you know.
I don't want anything to happen.
Just remember, it's your
perspective, your Wonderland.
I have no idea what you mean.
It's your Wonderland Alice, take it back.
I never had it in the first place.
That's where you're wrong.
(loud growling)
(loud screams)
Who did this?
No time to explain.
You.
A delicious bit of mischief.
What did you do?
I believe I made the
Queen very, very angry.
You said...
I said to keep your head.
Although that might be
difficult to do now.
She seemed so--
Sweet!
Alice, I think you've forgotten something.
You put sugar in fire, and it burns.
You!
You're the one who turned my croquet game
into a falling tower of dominoes.
It wasn't me.
It was the cat.
The cat?
The cat, with a smile.
No cats have a smile.
This one does.
It was smiling and claws.
All cats have claws.
But this one also has a smile.
And where is this grinning feline?
There, there he is.
Where?
(audience laughing)
Behind you.
Oh no, it was.
Are you trying to play with me girl?
No, your majesty.
Because let me tell you right now,
I am not someone to challenge.
Never, your grace.
Because I will win.
I always win.
Of course.
Cats?
Where are you, huh?
Here kitty kitty.
Where have you gone if you're even,
oh my head.
There!
Where?
Off with her head.
My lady are you all right?
Off with her head.
The system must be followed, knave!
Yes your royal highness.
How soon can we set a trial date?
A trail, but madam.
Even if we already know the outcome,
everyone in Wonderland is entitled
to a fair, speedy trial.
(audience laughing)
Well, we could do it right now.
Good, and then it's off with her head.
After the verdict comes in of course.
(somber music)
Stop.
You don't know it'll do any good.
It's done.
It's a waste of energy.
This,
it's over.
I'm scared.
A little small, little touch of fear,
but an all consuming, suffocating terror
that's causing the walls
to burst out of my chest.
You're hurt.
If there were any time
to cry, this would be it.
Wonderland.
Who would make something so savage?
Let the trial commence.
(gong tolls)
(audience laughing)
Knave of Hearts will serve as judge,
in other words myself.
Let us call our first
witness, the Queen of Hearts.
(loud sobbing)
(jury sobbing loudly)
Forgive my emotional outburst Knave,
members of the jury.
It's just that I haven't quite recovered
from the trauma that monster
has inflicted upon me.
We all understand your
predicament your majesty.
Oh really, because I'm not
quite sure that you do.
The nightmares, the flashbacks,
the images that seem
to plague me every time
I close my eyes.
The tremors, the loss of appetite,
the night sweats, the day
sweats, it never stops.
Sometimes I think, I may
never be the same again.
(sobs loudly)
We all support you your majesty.
Please tell us of the
events that transpired
one hour, 10 minutes and 17.5 seconds ago.
Give me a moment if you please.
It's still hard to talk about.
Take all the time you need your grace.
Oh well, I was playing a game of croquet,
my favorite game of course, and I was red,
I'm always red, red is my best color.
I was setting up a shot that
was going to cement my win,
a three-pointer on hoop 10.
I pulled my mallet back
above my head when suddenly,
I heard a long, slow crash.
And then I watched each one of the hoops
tumbling to each other and
fall to the ground one by one.
I let out a single scream as my heart
was ripped from my chest.
I turned my head to see one creature
standing among the rubbish.
I ran to her, asked if
she had seen anything
and that's when (sobs loudly).
(jury sobbing loudly)
It's okay, take your time gracious Queen.
She shoved me to the
ground, head over heels.
I struck my head and I can't
remember anything else.
That's not what happened.
Oh, it's what I said, I never lie.
Order in the court.
(audience laughing)
Royal Queen, do you see the monster
who attempted to assassinate you
in this courtroom today?
Yes I do.
Can you point her out to
the court your majesty?
Oh, I don't think I have the strength.
Please your majesty, for
the sake of your people.
There, that's the monster
who did this to me.
Thank you your majesty, you can step down.
Oh well, I don't mean to be any trouble
but could I ask for some assistance?
After recounting my tragedy,
I'm just, I'm far too weak.
White Rabbit.
Never seen a braver monarch.
(audience laughing)
Next we call to the stand, monster Alice
and her uncontrollable id.
I call the prosecutor for examination.
Who's the prosecutor?
Why, the Queen of Hearts of course.
Let's get this thing over with.
No, no, that's not fair.
I promise, I will be completely unbiased.
See, the Royal Lady promises, go ahead.
What went through your mind,
when you viciously attacked me?
I know who did it.
And where were you on the afternoon
of one hour, 15 minutes
and 34 seconds ago?
Playing croquet with you.
And why did you begin the
game in the first place?
I was just trying to get home.
Oh really.
Well, then how do you
explain this, exhibit A.
This is the private visual journal
of this abhorrent defendant.
Where did you get that?
Here it depicts a mere photographic image
of the dreaded event before it occurred
pointing to the possibility
that this act was premeditated.
That's impossible.
Ink and paper don't lie.
I drew that months ago.
So, you were playing the long game?
(audience laughing)
While I can respect that,
it is a clear admission
of guilt, case closed,
the beast is guilty, off with her head.
My lady, I think you've forgotten--
Off with your head.
Please your majesty, I beg you have mercy.
Oh get up, the groveling is pathetic.
Never fear, the system will be respected.
We will have a cross-examination
and then it's off with her head.
The prosecution rests.
(audience laughing)
You heard her royal decree.
This trial will be set to rest
as soon as the
cross-examination is completed.
Please welcome, the demon
Alice's defense attorney.
I have a defense attorney?
It's how it works young lady,
nothing to get too excited about.
Who are they, when can I meet him?
You already have the Queen of Hearts.
The Queen?
Your majesty, we're ready.
So, so sorry.
I haven't quite had time to review
all of the case (audience
laughter drowns out speaker)
I feel honored and ready
to proceed with this case.
Your honor, this isn't fair.
Beggars can't be choosers, go on.
Oh Allie, I think we should--
Alice!
Excuse me?
Alice, my name is Alice.
Oh I don't think you should talk back,
it's not very ladylike and we're trying
to make the jury like you.
Does the jury decide--
No but it embers if the smile
on that pretty little face
and be pleasant.
Now, we don't wanna believe
that a precious little child
would commit such a heinous deed.
A sweet girl of,
how old are you again?
13.
(audience laughing)
Well I tried, so go ahead and take a look
at that disturbing notebook
and decide for yourselves.
My guess, this monstrosity
is damaged goods.
That's it?
Nothing else I can do.
But you're supposed to help me.
Oh it's difficult to help the guilty.
I didn't do it.
Then who did?
The cat.
Really?
Because I don't see this
mystical smiling cat anywhere.
There, the cat's right there.
Okay, ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
it is clear that this disgusting teenager
who's stricken with sickness
and my work here is done.
You can't just walk away from me.
Everybody walks away from me
and I need for you to hear me.
Want my honest opinion?
You're a hopeless cause.
You're a disturbed,
violent, little gremlin
who has no place, no family, no friends,
no one who cares.
If you evaporated, floated
away with no warning,
I cannot think of one
thing that would change.
Maybe you were better off silent, Allie.
My name is Alice.
Alice are you all right?
I found her.
What happened?
I don't know.
SISTER: Alice, Alice can you move?
What?
The defense rests.
In that case, it's time
to announce the verdict.
It's our Wonderland, the
caterpillar was right.
Jury, how do you find the defendant?
It's my Wonderland.
JURY: We find the defendant...
My own savage Wonderland.
JURY: Guilty.
Mine.
The jury has spoken.
Off with her head.
They've been eatin'.
Everyone.
Dog growls.
The rat scavenges.
The cat scratches.
Where you want to go.
Stop that crying.
Who are you?
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.
Smoke the monster out.
Run, run, run.
But always in circles.
Back to the sunlight,
we hope you enjoyed your
stay in the darkness
and thank you for visiting
Wonderland gallery.
It's okay Alice, you're safe.
Wake up, wake up, wake up.
Glad to see you back.
I told you she was fine.
Lurking in the shadows
didn't do much good.
I didn't wanna stick my nose
where it doesn't belong.
But darling that's what you do best.
(audience laughing)
Scared me, she sounded like a wild animal.
You must be mistaken.
Do these episodes happen often?
No, first time.
We should be fine to proceed then.
Now?
Time is of the essence.
Her state may not be stable.
That's what we're eager to discover.
Damian, set things up.
(somber music)
Here, I found this.
If you don't mind I looked at it.
It's pretty messed up
stuff, but it's cool.
(audience laughing)
My favorite.
WARREN: Mother Superior's waiting.
Stand up straight, I'll see you soon.
(solemn music)
(audience laughing)
WARREN: Today young lady.
Hello Alice.
Do you know why you're
in my office today child?
I thought as much.
So many of you little patients
don't really understand what it means
to run an institution of this caliber.
You think that as long as you have
a roof over your head,
food in your stomach
and move through day-to-day
with a cloud of your morning medicine
floating over your head,
that all will be well.
For many, that is the case.
This is a school for
troubled children after all
but children of great abnormality.
Children that cannot function,
children that cannot keep
up have no place here.
They slow down the process
for other students,
they put cracks in our systems.
They erode the integrity
of these very walls.
We do not have time for
special treatment here.
Warren.
Yes sister.
The file.
Oh you seem to have a lot of problems
adjusting to things, don't you Alice?
You will show Mother
Superior respect and answer.
Orphaned at the age of seven,
never quite got the hang
of social interaction,
teachers struggled with
your lack of communication,
lack of speech development.
Passed around from
place-to-place until finally,
you ended up here.
Oh well now Sister Guida
reports some improvement,
but she can be shortsighted.
A bit of a bleeding heart,
I'd like to see for myself.
Between the pyros, the
thieves, the ramblers
and the scene stealers,
I've learned that a child
(audience laughing drowns
out speaker) the most fear
is the quiet one.
A silent, sulking teenager
with her notes in a notebook,
filled with nonsensical scribbles
is more dangerous than you can imagine.
You never know when their
cruel little fantasy,
will seep into their reality.
(soft music)
♪ It's a long, long way ♪
♪ To the other side and back again ♪
♪ It's a long, long way ♪
♪ From the girl you used to be ♪
♪ Everything in transformation ♪
♪ Yes it feels long ago ♪
♪ One more time around a circle ♪
♪ Really now ♪
♪ Who are you ♪
♪ Who are you ♪
♪ Who are you ♪
♪ Can you tell me ♪
♪ I've come a long, long way ♪
♪ To the other side and back again ♪
♪ I've come a long, long way ♪
♪ From the girl I used to be ♪
♪ Maybe for all the changes ♪
♪ I can listen to the voice within ♪
♪ And I'll turn around the circle ♪
♪ Ready to begin ♪
♪ Ready to begin ♪
♪ Who are you ♪
♪ I'm silent dancer inside ♪
♪ I'm a girl that wanted to hide ♪
♪ Who are you ♪
♪ I've been falling and falling
and falling and falling now ♪
♪ I know ♪
♪ Do you know ♪
♪ Who are you ♪
♪ I'm the one who stretches her wings ♪
♪ Who are you ♪
♪ I'm a girl that's learning to see ♪
♪ Who are you ♪
♪ I'm all of these voices ♪
♪ Calling aloud there ♪
♪ We are all this ♪
♪ I'm all this ♪
♪ I'm all this ♪
(audience applauding)
WARREN: Mother Superior.
You will answer all of my questions,
quickly and concisely.
This is an evaluation.
Failure to comply will
result in immediate removal
from this institution and transferred
to a more restrictive environment.
Is that clear?
Young lady, is that clear?
Yes.
Then let's start at the beginning.
(Alice vocalizing softly)
(audience applauding)
♪ Welcome to Wonderland ♪
♪ Wonderland gallery ♪
♪ Where companions ♪
♪ Create your own reality ♪
♪ Come and see the magic and the mystery ♪
♪ Set imagination free,
utter self discovery ♪
♪ Be who you wanna be ♪
♪ In Wonderland gallery ♪
(audience cheering and applauding)
Thank you all so much,
sorry I'm a little sick.
Thank you all so much for coming
to see Alice's Wonderland.
Really quickly, my name
is Hayley Armstrong
and I was a part of the Summer
Youth Theater program here
11 years ago, when I was 15 and it's just
(audience cheering and applauding)
It changed my life, the
entire trajectory of my life
but to tell you more about the
program I'm gonna pass it on
to brilliantly talented Rachel Phillips.
Hello everyone, as Hayley said, I'm Rachel
and this is my first year with SYT and--
(audience howling and applauding)
I'm so grateful to have this experience,
to meet all these amazing people
(laughs)
that have helped me grow as an actor
but also as a person.
And just made this summer amazing.
Hi, I'm Abby Lehman,
this is my second year with SYT program.
(audience howling and applauding)
I love this theater with my whole heart.
This program is such an
incredible opportunity
for young actors to come together
and to learn and to grow and to be able
to put together this amazing thing
that we now get to show you lovely people.
So the best part is that
it's completely free.
We do not have to pay for any of these
which is why we rely so
heavily on donations from you.
So, if you have anything to spare,
we will be in the box
office collecting donations.
We take cash and card.
Thank you so much for
coming out to see the show.
I really hope you enjoyed it.
(audience applauding)
(soft music)
