Alice : Stop your moving. We'll just sink faster.
Knave of Hearts : Because a slow death is so much more pleasant. This is humiliating. I'm going to die like a bloody s'more.
Alice : What?
Knave of Hearts : It's biscuits and chocolate, and you get toasted marsh... never mind, the point is we're gonna die.
Knave of Hearts : The Red Queen - you also said it was her who threw Cyrus into the Boiling Sea. Why would she do that?
Alice : I don't know, but I'd love to ask her and see the look on her face when she realizes I'm not the forgiving sort. Particularly when said face meets this branch repeatedly.
Knave of Hearts : Doesn't sound like you.
Alice : The doctors said I'm a danger to myself and others.
Alice : I can't believe it. *You*. You were...
Knave of Hearts : Brave? Daring?
Alice : Stealing my wishes.
Knave of Hearts : Oh, that. I think maybe you misunderstand. I was just protecting the wishes.
Alice : You expect me to believe that?
Knave of Hearts : Not really, no. But could we focus on the part where I came back and saved your life?