Malice in Wonderland (2009)

Maggie Grace: Alice

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Quotes 

• Bag Lady : What has no conditions but one condition?

  Alice : Love.

  Bag Lady : [smiles]  Ain't it just? What's your name?

  Alice : My name is Alice.

  Bag Lady : *My* girl was called Alice.

• Whitey : What do I get a man who can rob anything?

  Alice : What about a cake?

  Whitey : Nice one, Britney.

  Alice : That's not my name.

  Whitey : You don't know who you are, so you don't know who you're not.

• Alice : He sounds... fascinating.

  Whitey : I've heard Harry called a lot of F-words. Fascinating's a new one.

• Caterpillar : What you lookin' for?

  Alice : Uh, a pick-me-up...?

  Caterpillar : Fine, 3, 5 and 2, 6 and 1. Lucky eyes here now. Before delivery is done.

  Alice : What? Mister...?

  Caterpillar : Drop the Mister. See this eye? I'm no pillar, I'm a cat. Postman chiller is where I'm at.

  [snickers] 

  Alice : [distant siren approaching]  I think it's the police.

  [Alice gets pulled into the car] 

  Alice : What are you doing?

  Caterpillar : Saving your arse from the SPG. Them mothers will lock you down and throw away the key.

  Alice : But I... I haven't done anything.

  Caterpillar : Tell it to the judge. The sentence is life and they don't budge. My hooker, she's a looker. Hit me scratch and I even let you.

  Alice : [to the young woman]  Pleased to meet you.

  Hooker : Policemen here is not to be trusted. Step out of line and, pow!

  Caterpillar : You is busted.

  [Snickers] 

  Hooker : Where to, babe?

  Alice : London, a cabby said he'd take me, but then he disappeared. He didn't seem honest... and he isn't... as I feared.

  Caterpillar : Infected with the rhyme, check it out now down town.

  [skids car sideways] 

  Hooker : Next stop, Lloyd Street number 31, two first-class for a John named John.

  Alice : It seems a little late to deliver the post.

  Caterpillar : Au contraire, now is when folks need it most.

  Hooker : Baby, you got e-mail.

  Alice : Oh.

  [takes phone] 

  Alice : You sell drugs?

  Hooker : Ain't a lie.

  Caterpillar : Ain't a pill on the planet I don't know and you can't buy.

  Alice : Uh, well... these don't seem to be working and I need to get my memory back from where it is lurking.

  Caterpillar : 'For your head'? Bitch! That's a heavy pop!

  Hooker : You better see a doc before you open up the top.

• Alice : But I've already taken one. Or have I taken two? I can't remember old stuff, and now I can't remember new.

  Caterpillar : [opens windows to stop cops with smoke] 

  [Snickers] 

  Hooker : Think yourself smart. I wish it was me. Take for your head and be who you wanna be.

  Alice : But how can I be who I wanna be when I am who I am?

  Caterpillar : When memories come back, some you keep and some you trash in the can.

  Hooker : You've been dealt the cards, just rearrange the deal.

  Caterpillar : We pick you up one, we drop you down two.

  Alice : If I get to the party, my driver's inside...

  Caterpillar : No access to the party without an invitation.

  Alice : Where can I get one?

  Caterpillar : I know *just* the location.

  [Snickers] 

  Caterpillar : [Car pulls up to a house] 

  Alice : Wow! Cool!

  [Alice gets out of the car] 

  Alice : [Caterpillar rolls down the window]  Thanks for the ride.

  Hooker : Bump the Duchess when you meet her inside.

  Caterpillar : Ciao from the hydroponic Bonnie and Clyde.

  [Winks] 

  Caterpillar : [Peels away] 

• Whitey : [as she steps from his taxi]  Here's a twenty. Should get you to London.

  Alice : [smiles]  Thanks.

  Whitey : Hmm.

  Alice : When's the next bus?

  Whitey : I'll be honest with you, darling, I ain't got a clue.

  Alice : [as he leers at her]  What?

  Whitey : Just having one last butcher's in case I have to bang one out later. Now, I'm being a gentleman, not taking advantage, okay?

  [she's offended, turns away] 

  Whitey : I'll bet I'm gonna regret this.

  [pulls away] 

• Gonzo : [towards carousel]  Step into my office.

  Alice : I'm not sure if I should.

  Gonzo : Then you're not sure if you shouldn't.

• Whitey : [bought her a meal]  The Imperial. Stuffed with chicken, shish, doner, some other dead thing - only 9,000 points on Weight Watchers.

  Alice : Mm. Never tasted anything like it.

  Whitey : Half a goat in there, easy. Now. Order of the day. What do I get a man... who can rob everything?

  Alice : Well... what's he into?

  Whitey : Banks, security vehicles, blokes...

  Alice : Does he like... art?

  Whitey : Round here art is getting the spelling right on your tattoo.

  Alice : What about a cake?

  Whitey : Who buys a mob boss a cake?

  Alice : Someone who cares.

  Whitey : Yeah, that's what I thought. Nice one, Britney.

  Alice : That's not my name.

  Whitey : You don't know who you are. So you don't know who you're not.

• Doochey : Well, what are you doing at my desk?

  Alice : I'm trying to get to the party.

  Doochey : Ah, yes, I've been invited, but I shan't go.

  Alice : Why not?

  Doochey : I like my head where it is. On my shoulders. The invitation is yours, in exchange for one thing. Knowledge.

  Alice : Of what?

  [shakes her head] 

  Doochey : You.

  Alice : But... Look, I don't know anything about me.

  [shakes her head] 

  Doochey : Oh, you make my gossip nose twitch like... freshly-peppered soup!

• Alice : [taxi driver gives her a longing tip-to-toe look after she alighted]  What?

  Whitey : Just taking my last butcher's in case I have to bang one out later. Now, I'm being a gentleman. Not taking advantage, okay? But I'll regret this!

  [drives off] 

• Harry Hunt : [formerly Max the Executioner]  Questions?

  Alice : What if he can't come up with that kind of money?

  Harry Hunt : Max comes out of retirement.

  Alice : And what if I don't want to go home?

  Harry Hunt : Then this will be your *leaving party.* Leaving

  [grabs her wrist so hard, she yelps] 

  Harry Hunt : this mortal coil.

  [onlookers laugh] 

  Alice : Well, if this is to be my last night, I would want it to be a better one than any other.

  [whispers:] 

  Alice : I don't get out very often.

• Alice : You're a slave to time.

  Whitey : I'm a slave to nothing!

  Alice : You wear two watches. They're your shackles.