Alice: Oh, pooh. I'm not afraid of you. Why, you're nothing but a pack of cards.
Queen of Hearts: Who's been painting my roses red? WHO'S been painting MY roses RED? /Who dares to taint / With vulgar paint / The royal flower bed? / For painting my roses red / Someone will lose his head.
Card Painter: Oh no, Your Majesty, please! It's all his fault.
Card Painter: Not me, your grace! The ace, the ace.
Queen of Hearts: You?
Card Painter: No, two.
Queen of Hearts: The deuce, you say?
Card Painter: Not me! The three.
Queen of Hearts: That's enough! Off with their heads.
Alice: Curiouser and curiouser.
Alice: Curiosity often leads to trouble.
Dodo: I say, you'll never get dry that way.
Alice: Get dry?
Dodo: Have to run with the others. First rule of a caucus race, you know.
Alice: In my world, the books would be nothing but pictures.
Queen of Hearts: Off with their heads.
Mad Hatter: No wonder you're late. Why, this watch is exactly two days slow.
Doorknob: Read the directions and directly you will be directed in the right direction.
Daisy: What kind of a garden do you come from?
Alice: Oh, I don't come from any garden.
Daisy: Do you suppose she's a wildflower?
March Hare: There's only one way to stop a MAD watch.
White Rabbit: Your Majesty, members of the jury, loyal subjects... and the King... the prisoner at the bar stands accused of enticing Her Majesty, the Queen of Hearts, into a game of croquet, thereby and with malice of forethought, molesting, tormenting, and otherwise annoying our beloved.
Queen of Hearts: Never mind all that! Get to the part where I lose my temper.
White Rabbit: ...thereby causing the Queen to lose her temper.
Alice: When I get home I shall write a book about this place... If I ever do get home.
The Rose: Girls! We shall sing "Golden Afternoon." That's about all of us.