Alice in Wonderland - Jason Pizzarella - Alice Lines Flashcards
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WHITE RABBIT. Oh, dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late. Oh, my ears and whiskers! Oh, my fur! Oh, my dear paws. How late it is getting! Oh, the Queen! The Queen! She will surely get me executed as sure as sure is sure.
Oh, what a fall! I’m not hurt, am I? I don’t think so. My, I wonder how many miles I fell down that hole? I must be somewhere near the center of the earth. Let me see. That would be four thousand miles down, I think; yes, that’s about the right distance, but then I wonder what latitude or longitude I’ve got to. I wonder if I fell right through the earth! How funny it’ll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downwards. I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. (Curtsy) Please ma’am, is this China or Australia? And what an ignorant little girl she’ll think me for asking. No, it’ll never do to ask; perhaps I shall see it written somewhere—
WHITE RABBIT. Oh, my paws. Oh, my fur and whiskers! Oh, the Queen, the Queen!
Excuse me, Sir— What a curious rabbit. Nicely dressed, though. Now, how shall I get out? If only it were not so dark—
WHITE RABBIT. Oh, dear, oh dear!
There you are again, White Rabbit. Please stop, won’t you?
SECOND ALICE. Wait, Sir! Oh, Sir - why you dropped your gloves. Sir-
Excuse me, girl—
Now wait a minute. That girl looked an awful lot like Alice. I mean, like me. I’m Alice. But if I’m Alice, who was that? Another Alice? Is that possible? How peculiar everything is today!
There must be someone who can help me here, someone who can show me the direction home. I’ll figure out WHERE I am first. That’s most logical.
(A most extraordinary noise is heard going on from inside a house, a constant howling and sneezing, and a great crash, as if a dish has been broken to pieces. ALICE approaches the noise coming from behind a little door. She knocks and knocks. The noise continues and no one answers.)
Hello?! Hello? I know someone’s there.
OLD SQUIRREL. What is it, now?
Where’s the servant whose business it is to answer the door?
OLD SQUIRREL. Which door?
This door, of course!
OLD SQUIRREL. To answer the door? What’s it been asking of?
I don’t know what you mean.
OLD SQUIRREL. I talks English, doesn’t I? Or are you deaf? What did the door ask you?
Nothing! I’ve been knocking at it!
OLD SQUIRREL. Shouldn’t do that - shouldn’t do that - Upsets it, you know. You let it alone, and it’ll let you alone, you know.
Could you tell me then, where I am exactly? I’m trying to figure out if -
OLD SQUIRREL. Care for a nut?
No, no thank you. Sister said I’m not to accept nuts from strange squirrels. Or was it candies from babies? Or -
FISH-FOOTMAN. For the Duchess. An invitation from the Queen to play croquet.
FROG-FOOTMAN. From the Queen. An invitation for the Duchess to play croquet.
Did you hear me knocking? I was knocking for quite some time.
FROG-FOOTMAN. There’s no sort of use in knocking, and that’s for two reasons. First, because we’re on the same side of the door as you are; secondly, because they’re making such a noise inside, no one could possibly hear you.
Please, then, how am I to get in? I wish to see the Duchess.
FISH-FOOTMAN. There might be some sense in your knocking, if we had the door between us. For instance, if you were inside, you might knock, and we could let you out, you know.
(Louder:) But how am I to get in?
FISH-FOOTMAN. ‘til tomorrow, or the next day, maybe…
(Still louder:) Please tell me how to get in!
FISH-FOOTMAN. We shall sit here, on and off, for days and days.
But what am I to do?
FROG-FOOTMAN. Anything you like.
(The FOOTMEN begin to whistle.)
Oh, there’s no use talking to either of you. Why, you’re perfectly idiotic!
(SECOND ALICE enters and runs right by the FROG-FOOTMAN and FISH-FOOTMAN and into the house. The FOOTMEN barely notice.)
I guess you don’t need to knock after all…
(ALICE follows SECOND ALICE, past the FOOTMEN, opens the door and goes in. The door leads into a large kitchen. SECOND ALICE is nowhere to be found. The DUCHESS sits on a three-legged stool in the middle, nursing a baby. The COOK leans over the stove, stirring a large cauldron full of soup. A large CAT sits on the rug and grins from ear to ear. ALICE begins to sneeze.)
There’s certainly too much pepper in that soup!
(The DUCHESS sneezes occasionally as well. The baby sneezes and howls alternately without a moment’s pause.)
Please would you tell me, why your cat grins like that?
DUCHESS. It’s a Cheshire cat, and that’s why. (Suddenly, to the baby:) Pig!
I didn’t know that Cheshire cats always grinned; in fact, I didn’t know that cats could grin.
DUCHESS. They all can, and most of them do.
I don’t know of any that do.
(As the DUCHESS hurries out of the room, the COOK throws a frying pan after her, barely missing. ALICE holds on to the baby with some difficulty, as it snorts like a steam engine, and keeps doubling itself up and straightening itself out again. ALICE manages to carry it outside.)
(To the baby:) Now, if I don’t take you away with me, they’re sure to kill you in a day or two: wouldn’t it be murder to leave you behind?
(The COOK takes the cauldron of soup off the fire, and starts throwing everything within her reach at the DUCHESS and the baby–the pots come first; then a shower of saucepans, plates, and dishes. The DUCHESS takes no notice of them even when they hit her. ALICE manages to jump out of the way.)
(To the COOK:) Oh, please mind what you’re doing!