DODO: Hi ho! Oh, we'll smoke the blighter out. He'll put the beast to rout. Some kindling, a stick or two, all this bit of rubbish ought to do. WHITE RABBIT: Oh dear... DODO: We'll smoke the blighter out, we'll smoke the monster out! WHITE RABBIT: No, no! Not my beautiful birdhouse! DODO: Oh, we'll roast the blighter's toes, we'll toast the bounder's nose! Just fetch that gate, we'll make it clear that monsters aren't welcome here. WHITE RABBIT: Oh me, oh my... DODO: A match! White Rabbit: Match? DODO: Thank you! We'll blow the thing there out, we'll smoke the monster out! WHITE RABBIT: We'll smoke the monster out... noho! Noho, my poor house and furniture... ALICE: Oh dear, this is serious! I simply must... oh! A garden! Perhaps if I eat something it will make me grow smaller... WHITE RABBIT: Ahhhh! Oh, let go! Help! ALICE: I'm sorry, but I must eat something! WHITE RABBIT: Not me, you- you- you- you- you barbarian! Help! Monsters! Help! Ah! I'm late! Oh dear, I'm here, I should be there! I'm late, I'm late, I'm late! DODO: Ah, say, do you have a match? WHITE RABBIT: Must go. Goodbye. Hello. I'm late, I'm late, I'm late! ALICE: Wait! Please wait! DODO: Ah, young lady! Do you have a match? ALICE: No, I- I'm sorry, but... mister Rabbit! DODO: No cooperation, no cooperation at all? We can't have monsters about! Jolly will have to carry on alone! Pf, pf, pf, pf... ALICE: Wait! Please! Just a minute! Oh, dear. I'll never catch him while I'm this small. Why curious butterflies! ROSE: You mean bread-and-butterflies. ALICE: Oh, yes, of course, I... hmm? Now who do you suppose... Ah, a horse fly! I mean, a- a rocking horse fly! ROSE: Naturally! ALICE: I beg your pardon, but uhh... did you... oh, that's nonsense. Flowers can't talk. ROSE: But of course we can talk, my dear. IRIS: If there's anyone worth talking to. DAISY: Or about! Hahahaha! Pansies: And we sing too! ALICE: You do? TULIPS: Oh, yes. Would you like to hear 'Tell it to the tulips'? No, let's sing about us! VIOLETS: We know one about the shy little violets... 1ST LILY: Oh, no, not that old thing! 2nd Lily: Let's do 'Lovely lily at the valley'! DAISIES: How about the daisies in the... LILAC: Oh, she wouldn't like that! ROSE: Girls, girls! We shall sing: 'Golden afternoon'. That's about all of us! Sound your A, Lily! Lily: Laaaa... PANSIES: Mimimimi... DAISY: Lalalala... IRIS: Hahahahahahaha... DANDELIONS: Poem, poem poem, poem poem poem poem poem.... ALL FLOWERS: Little bread-and-butterflies kiss the tulips, and the sun is like a toy balloon. There are get up in the morning glories, in the golden afternoon. There are dizzy daffodils on the hillside, strings of violets are all in tune, Tiger lilies love the dandelions, in the golden afternoon, the golden afternoon. There are dog and caterpillars and a copper centipede, where the lazy daisies love the very peaceful life they lead... You can learn a lot of things from the flowers, for especially in the month of June. There's a wealth of happiness and romance, all in the golden afternoon. ... All in the golden afternoon, the golden afternoon... ALICE: You can learn a lot of things from the flowers, for especially in the month of June. There's a wealth of happiness and romance, all...
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