All language subtitles for Alice_ The Darker Side of the Mirror (2016) [Fantasy] [Adventure] Bad Wonderland _ full movie_2

Thank you.

want to be weak, to not have the
strength to stand up and move my feet

across the ground.

I don't want to be sickly or ill.

I'm afraid of that the most.

The life seeping out of me like steam
from a train engine.

The wheels chug along, the holes blow.

spinning all together.

forever.

Going on and on with no end.

But love?

I know love is infinite.

A love even after I'm dead.

Like I know my mother still loves me.

I don't want to go to school today.

Only just moved here. If you want to
make any new friends, you have to go to

school. What?

You must go to school every day. You
know that. You have to go this day and

the next and the next.

There is no getting around that.

I will not ask again.

Who did this?

We should make an act of affection to
the contrition.

As soon as... Through such a sacrament
of repentance is encouraged for all.

If you can have this through our Lord
Jesus Christ, your Son, who lives and

reigns with you in the Holy Spirit, all
one can live forever and

ever.

If we go to heaven when we die, can we
ever come back to Earth to see what it's

like in the future?

No.

Well, I don't know if I want to be stuck
up in heaven and never see the oceans or

the forest again.

You won't need to see the ocean or the
forest if you're in heaven.

Why not?

I don't know. I just know you won't need
to.

Well, what about angels?

Angels come back from heaven.

Yes, there are angels here on Earth, but
you are not one of them.

You're very far from it.

You know, you might be able to better
answer that question if you actually pay

attention in school.

I'm as good as a student as any other. I
just tend to daydream is all.

Someday all your daydreaming will get
you into trouble. You know, father

spends very good money to keep you in
that private school.

The least you could do is learn a thing
or two while you're there.

It's summer now. I would like very much
to forget about school and remember what

it's like to sit beneath the sun all
day. Very well. Do as you wish. You

always do anyway.

Do you think we've been here long
enough? Long enough for what?

Well, we moved here a few months ago,
and I feel like I haven't really met

anyone yet, aside from my classmates.

You know, the only people I can
socialize with are the folks from

church.

The Protestants simply don't like us at
all, and there's a lot more of them than

there are of us. Is that why that boy
yelled at me on my way to school

yesterday?

Father McAvoy was talking about radical
ideas, and...

New ways of doing old traditions.

And how we shouldn't let the backwards
become forwards, or the insane become

sane, or the lie become the word of
truth.

But I want to meet strange and new
people.

I want to hear new ideas and meet the
strange and eccentric.

I want to meet the kind of people who
will change the world.

The kind of people in picture shows.

I knew we shouldn't have taken you to
see that movie.

But then I think maybe we haven't been
here long enough.

Well? Let's see, we've been here for
three months, so yes, I think it's right

about time we meet one of those new and
exciting people.

Are you patronizing me?

What? Patronizing. I learned it in
school. It means to be... I know what it

means. Well, are you patronizing me? No,
of course not.

Well, maybe a little.

Very well, then.

When do you want some tea? I'm bored and
tired of being patronized. In a moment.

However, you can brew it yourself if you
wish.

The sauces are in the basket.

Where's my teacup?

How should I know, Alice?

Well, it's not here. It must have been
left somewhere.

Well, maybe it's at home.

I'll go back and get it.

I said I'll go back home and get it.

Do what you might.

All in the golden afternoon full
leisurely we glide, For both our oars

with little skill by little hands are
plied, While little hands make vain

pretense our wanderings to guide.

O cruel three, in such an hour beneath
such dreamy weather, To beg a tale of

breath too weak to stir the tiniest
feather, Yet what can one poor voice

avail against three tongues together?

Imperious Prima flashes forth her edict
to begin it, In gentler tones Secunda

hopes there will be nonsense in it.

while Tertia interrupts the tale not
more than once a minute.

Oh, now I'm late.

I've got to be going now. Good day,
miss.

Oh, now I'm going to be too late.

And on to sudden silence won, in fancy
they'd pursue, the dream-child moving

through a land of wonders wild and new.

Wait, mister, what is your name?

And ever as the story drained the wells
of fancy dry, and faintly strolled that

weary one to put the subject by.

Can you please stop and tell me who you
are?

The rest next time. It is next time that
happy voices cry.

Oh, dear.

I'll never fit in there.

What are you talking about? Of course
you won't fit in there.

It's a rabbit hole.

How did you...

Oh dear, how weird everything is today.

And yesterday, everything seemed to go
on just as usual.

I wonder if I've changed persons in the
night.

Let me think.

Did I feel the same when I woke up this
morning?

I think I can remember feeling a little
bit different.

But if I'm not the same, then the next
question is, who in the world am I?

I'm sure I'm not Ada.

Her hair goes on such ringlets.

Mine doesn't go on ringlets at all.

And I can't be Mabel for... and all
sorts of things. And, well,

she knows so very little.

And besides, she's she.

And I'm I.

How very confusing it all is.

I must have been changed for Mabel.

Now I shall live in that pokey little
house and have next to no friends.

And have so many lessons to learn.

No.

I've made up my mind.

If I am Mabel, then I'll stay down here.

And I'll do them no use poking their
heads down here and saying, Come up

again, dear.

I'll just look right up and say, well,
who am I then?

Tell me that, and if I like being that
person, I'll come up.

And if I don't, I'll stay down here and
tell somebody else.

I do wish they would put their heads
down here, though.

I feel very tired of being all alone.

Loneliness is a curious thing.

On the one hand, loneliness can be a
dreadful cross to bear, leaving one in a

lasting state of isolation and
self-dependence.

On the other hand, loneliness gives us a
chance to examine our thoughts.

What have you been thinking of, Alice?

I think I'll be going now.

Do you?

Nothing to fear, Alice.

You've met my brother, haven't you?

The man with the white shoes?

He's led you down awfully far.

There are those of us who are supposed
to be here, and those who are not.

I do believe it's time you go back
Alice.

Take my hand.

I don't want to.

We don't always get what we want.

Sit down, all of you.

I'll have you dry soon enough.

You all look ready now?

This is the driest thing I know.

Silence all around now, if you please.

William the Conqueror, whose cause was
favored by the Pope, was soon submitted

to by the English who wanted leaders and
had been of late much accustomed to

usurpation and conquest.

Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia
and Northumbria. I beg

your pardon, did you speak?

Not me.

I thought you did.

I proceed.

Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia
and Northumbria, declared for him

and even staggered the patriotic
Archbishop of Canterbury, found it

advisable... Found it?

Found it. Of course.

You know what it means? I know what it
means well enough.

When I find a thing, it's generally a
pretty girl.

Or a fine... Bottled liquor.

The question is, what did the Archbishop
find?

William's conduct was at first moderate,
but the insolence of his Norman...

How are you getting on now, my

dear?

I'm as wet as ever. I don't think this
is drying me at all.

In that case...

I move that we adjourn the meeting for
the immediate adoption of more energetic

remedies. Oh, speak English.

I don't understand half those long
words. What's more, I don't think you do

either. What I was going to say is that
the best way to dry us off would be a

caucus race.

What is a caucus race?

It is a sort of exercise, but the best
way to explain it is to do it.

startled me sitting up in the tree that
way.

That's not an answer to my question.

Lost?

Are you lost?

Well, I don't quite know, sir.

You have to be going somewhere to be
lost, and seeing as I have no place to

go... You're a silly one, aren't you?

My brothers seem to think you're lost.

Brothers?

You mean the one with the white shoes
and that dreadful man with the wool

duster?

One and the same, they and I.

You'll come to realize that down here,
we're all one and the same, really.

What do you mean?

Wait!

Please come back!

Tell me where I ought to go from here.

I'd try the opium den.

Right.

Who are you?

Well, I don't quite know, sir.

I know who I was when I woke up this
morning, but I think I have changed

several times since then.

What do you mean by that?

Explain yourself.

I can't explain myself because I'm not
myself.

I don't see... I'm afraid I can't put it
any more clearly.

I don't understand it myself.

And being so many different sizes in a
day is very confusing.

It isn't.

Well, perhaps you haven't found it so...

Well,

perhaps you haven't found it so yet.

But when you have to die...

And you will someday, you know.

You will be dressed up and cramped into
a tiny little box and buried into the

ground and disappear into the earth.

That will feel a little bit weird, won't
it?

Not a bit.

Perhaps you feel a little different, but
it would feel very weird to me.

You.

Who are you?

Don't you think you ought to tell me who
you are first?

Why?

Wait.

Come back.

I have something important to say.

Your... temper.

Is that all?

No.

So... You think you've changed, do you?

I'm afraid I have, sir.

I can't remember what I used to.

Can't remember what things?

Well, when I try to look back, I can't
remember where I came from.

Or how exactly I got here.

That's not quite right.

What size did you want to be?

Well, a little older would be nice.

I don't care to be quite so young.

One side will make you grow taller.

The other side will make you grow
smaller.

Good girl.

Let's get all the people.

You can eat here, my darling.

Friend. Friend.

What's your name?

Thomas Just like you?

And then we're going to run it right
through here.

Okay, so keep it there.

Now what we're going to do is put it
right through there.

Hello again.

You!

Lost yet?

I'm afraid so.

Oh, so you found yourself someplace to
go?

Yes. I'd like to go to the garden.

You know, the one behind the little
door?

No garden, never heard of it.

You're lying!

No! I just haven't the slightest idea
what you're talking about.

Do you know of someone who could point
me in the right direction?

Well... Any garden would be downtown, so
you could ask the doctor or the painter.

Ask either one you like. They're both
mad.

Well, I don't want to go among mad
people.

You don't have a choice, do you? We're
all mad here.

Wait, stop.

Will you please tell me where this
doctor and painter are?

That-a-way.

I'd rather like to look at that-a-way.

Why, you don't know anything at all.

Neither do you, silly little girl.

So I look at the prostitute and she says
to me, I am man.

No. No. No room.

No. Absolutely not. No room. What are
you talking about? Of course there's

room. And I dream it's a good tea.

This isn't a tea party.

Well, then what are you drinking?

Hoth medicine.

Deep cough.

Yes.

It's medicine.

Indeed.

Have some wine.

I don't see any wine.

That is because there isn't any.

Well, it wasn't very nice of you to
offer it. Well, it wasn't very nice of

you to sit down without being invited.

Are those your paintings?

No, they're mine, you see. I am the
painter, and he is my doctor.

You know, your hair wants cutting.

You should learn not to make such
personal remarks. It's very rude.

Tea, doctor.

I guess I never learned what is rude and
what isn't.

There's a fly in my cup.

Change places.

Change places.

Take this.

What was your name again?

Alice. Alice.

Alice. Alice.

Alice. Alice.

I like that.

Tell me, Alice, why is a raven like a
writing desk?

Oh, I like riddles. Let's see. You can't
see it.

It's a riddle. Well, I mean, I'll see if
I can guess it.

Do you mean that you think you can find
the answer?

Exactly so.

Then you should say what you mean.

I do.

At least, at least I mean what I say is
the same thing you know. And not the

same thing one bit. No, you might well
say that I eat what I see is the same

thing as I see what I eat.

Or I get what I want is just the same as
I want what I get.

Well, it is the same thing with you,
Doctor.

This is not for the likes of you. I will
not have it.

But it's medicine.

Indeed.

Is that why they call you mad?

Because of the medicine?

They call me mad?

Shake faces!

Shake faces!

I've heard it said before.

So... She is just as mad as we are.

Indeed.

I'm terribly sorry, dear, but it is
true.

Tell me about your mother.

She's dead.

Now... I'm dead.

What day of the month is it? The 4th.

That was two days wrong. Again.

Oh dear.

I told you that the butter would not
suit the work.

It was the best of the butter. Yes!

But some of the crumbs must have gotten
in.

Then I guess I should have put it in
with the bird knife.

Should I have?

Doctor!

What an interesting watch.

It tells the day of the month, but not
what o'clock it is.

Why should it? Does your watch tell you
what year it is?

No, of course not, but that's because it
stays the same year for such a long

time.

Which is just the case of mine. Have you
guessed my riddle yet?

No, I give up. What's the answer?

I haven't the slightest idea.

Nor I.

Well, you shouldn't waste your time
going around asking riddles that you

don't have answers to.

If you knew time half as well as I did,
you wouldn't talk about wasting it.

It, my dear lady, is a hem.

I don't understand.

I dare say you've never even met time,
have you?

Well, perhaps not, but I know I have to
beat time when I learn music.

Ha! That accounts for it. No, no, he
won't stand beating.

If only I had kept on good terms with
him.

Are either of you going downtown later?
I was thinking of going.

No, not me.

I'm not allowed downtown anymore.

Last time I went, I thought I'd sing a
little song.

So what did I sing?

Well, I went something like this.

Twinkle, twinkle, little bat, how I
wonder what you're at.

You know the song, perhaps?

I've heard something like it.

Well, it goes on, you see.

Up above the world you fly like a tea
tray in the sky.

Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle.
Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle.

Well, I'd hardly gotten past the first
verse when a policeman, he comes up to

me and shouts, Hey, stop him. He's
madder than a hatter.

How dreadfully savage.

Oh, yes, indeed it was.

Were you arrested?

Me?

Of course not. No, I'm here now, aren't
I?

Doctor?

Well, civil obedience, my lady, is for
the squares anyway.

I've always thought of myself more of
a... Q.

You've always been a bit crazy, haven't
you?

You don't know what it's like in here.

It's not sanitary.

You're not from around here, are you?

I could always tell.

very pretty, you know that?

I know.

Oh.

Yes, you do.

I mean, thank you.

Could you... I mean... Would you lose my
breath?

They've been... so awfully tired.

I can't even feel my hands.

I don't think I can do that.

No, it's very easy. See?

Pull the strap on the back.

Right here.

I'll be free and feeling better in no
time.

No, no, no. There's no need to be
violent.

This is for your own good. I am the
doctor all the time.

Let me take care of you.

You left there, sir?

Feeling much better, thank you.

But please, don't tell me I'm the only
one that can see that girl standing over

there.

One of the pictures says it fits on her
room. Get her back there!

Yes, they are.

It's the eye of the painter, and he is
my doctor.

Who is this?

That's I.

She's very pretty, isn't she?

Can you tell me where she went?

I'm not allowed to go anymore.

The doctor told me I'm not allowed to go
anymore.

Tell me where...

Thank you.

Nothing quite like tea to warm the
spirit.

I'm not mad.

Crazy,

crazy,

crazy.

I just went downtown, but I'm not
allowed to go downtown anymore.

Changed places.

Oh, Doctor!

Don't be so jumpy. Why the nerves?

What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?

Hey, you better get in out of the ring,
girl. You don't want to catch pneumonia

or tuberculosis.

That's better.

And what's your name?

Alex.

That's a pretty name.

Where are you from, Alice?

I'm lost, actually.

And I'm trying to find my way out.

Or up.

Up.

Yes, I see.

Fortunately, I'm afraid I can't help
you.

I'm not lost myself, you see.

Because I don't go anywhere.

That also means I can't be found.

Well, could you at least point me in the
right direction?

No, I can't help you.

I'm the pestilent.

The plague, the scourge, the infected.

I suffer from the disease that is
injected.

No, I can't help you.

Lying in the drain, eating the scraps,
drinking the rain. No, I can't help you.

Does it hurt?

That's the problem, sweetie.

It doesn't hurt a bit.

Can you go to the hospital?

A hospital?

I got this disease at a hospital.

From doctors and scientists working in
their labs and petri dishes.

And they're not even caring for us now
anyway.

Not when there's a real sick going
around.

What about a cure?

There's going to be a cure for every
disease one day, you know.

Someday, people will live forever, no
matter what their illness is.

And how do you know that?

I just do.

People can still create good things.

Great things.

If you want to see some good, you might
want to start right here.

Looks like they're getting ready to do
some regular evil over by that tree.

Ain't no sense in messing with me, miss.

I'm already dead.

That fellow Rionda, he's about to get
strung up for something he can't do

nothing about.

No word from him is going to stop that
noose from tightening around his neck.

You just might find the help you need by
helping others.

The righteous are impenetrable to the
spears of sin.

Right.

There, there.

Don't cry.

Your tears make this much harder.

Don't be afraid, Alice.

I'm taking you home.

You want that, don't you?

You can't stay here.

Your presence...

Disturbs things.

You understand, don't you?

Who is this?

I'm Alice, miss.

But I was just about to be leaving.

Nonsense.

Where are you off to at this hour?

Home?

I think not.

I happen to know for a fact that you are
very far from your home.

Come.

To stay here. And make your time useful.

We're cleaning some machinery in the
back.

I'll teach you how to strip a gear
housing.

It's customary to lock the doors when we
are working.

Makes things more productive.

Will you do the honors?

Very good, Allah.

Now bring it back to me.

Thank God.

I've had such a curious dream.

A dream?

There was a rabbit and a man, and then I
fell.

I fell very far down, and at the bottom
I cried because I couldn't remember who

I was, and I couldn't get out.

And then I almost drowned in my tears.

Alice, this is madness!

Come now, it's time to go. Gather your
things and we'll head back home.

I suppose you'll be wanting to tell
Father all about your afternoon

adventures.

No, I think I'll keep this to myself.

For a while, anyways.

Good, we shouldn't let Father get
suspicious.

Or maybe he'd like to know.

Wait, what?

Nothing. I said I don't believe he would
be interested in your stories anyhow.

Now, it is time to go. It's getting
really late.

You've had enough venturing for one day,
and I've had a good enough scare.

Not again, Alice.