Scene 2: Meeting the Cheshire Cat

(Scene shifts to the Cheshire Cat sitting on a tree branch.)

Alice: Now let’s see where was I?

Alice: I wonder which way I ought to go now.
Cheshire Cat (singing): It was brilling and the slithy loves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogroves
And the mome raths outgrabe
Alice: Where in the world do you suppose that?
Cheshire Cat: Lose something?
Alice: Oh.. Well, I was not. No, I, I mean, I was just wondering.
Cheshire Cat: That’s quite all right.
Cheshire Cat: One moment, please.
Cheshire Cat: 2nd chorus.
Cheshire Cat (singing again): It was brilling and the slithy loves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
Alice: But why? Why? You’re a cat.
Cheshire Cat: A Chesire Cat. (going on singing): All mimsy were the borogroves
Alice: Oh wait. Don’t go, please.
Cheshire Cat: Very well, 3rd court.
Alice: Oh, no, no, no, thank you.
Alice: But, But I just wanted to ask you which way I ought to go.
Cheshire Cat: Well, it depends… on where… you want to get to.
Alice: Oh, it really doesn’t matter as long as I can…
Cheshire Cat: Then it really doesn’t matter which way you go!
Cheshire Cat (going on singing): And the mome raths outgrabe
Cheshire Cat: Oh, by the way, if you would really like to know, he went that way.
Alice: Who did?
Cheshire Cat: The White Rabbit.
Alice (surprisingly): He did?
Cheshire Cat: He did what?
Alice: W- went that way.
Cheshire Cat: Who did?
Alice: The White Rabbit.
Cheshire Cat: What rabbit?
Alice: But did’t you just say I mean, Oh dear.
Cheshire Cat: Can you stand on your head?
Alice: Humph!
Cheshire Cat: However, if I were looking for a white rabbit, I would ask Mad Hatter.
Alice: Mad Hatter No, no I don’t want to...
Cheshire Cat: Or there is the March Hare in that direction.
Alice: Thank you. I think I should visit him.
Cheshire Cat: Of course, he’s mad too.
Alice: But I don’t want to go among mad people.
Cheshire Cat: Oh, you can’t help that. Most everyone’s mad here. Ahhaaahahahahahahah! UGH!
Cheshire Cat: You may have noticed that I’m not all there myself.
Cheshire Cat (singing and going): And the mome raths outgrabe
Alice: Goodness, if the people here are like that, I must try not to upset them.