This is my ending to the movie, Alice in Wonderland (2010) I picked up right after the White Queen handed Alice the vial or purple liquid that would take her home. She is looking at it and thinking if she will go home or not…..
"You could stay you know," a voice interrupted. A wonderfully familiar voice Alice knew could only belong to the Hatter." What an idea," Alice whispered. She turned around to face him. His clothes were torn and streaked with dirt; Slash marks were cut into his coat, which was missing two of its buttons, the last button dangling loosely on its thread. His hat was tilted slightly on his head, his auburn red hair now matted and tangled. Alice felt a smile creep on her face as she thought about the possibility. "What a mad, crazy, wonderful idea." She looked up into the Hatter's eyes, and found them gleaming with hope. She could stay, the thought was so tempting. But she thought back to her world, her life, her family. Her life back in her world may not have been perfect, but she found it hard to leave it all behind. Torn between her duty to her family and her love for the Hatter, Alice found herself at a loss for words. "But I can't, I..I..I couldn't possibly,…" She stuttered, stumbling over her words, still lost in the Hatter's eyes. The Hatter slowly steeped closer and closer to her until he was only a mere foot in front of her face. " I,…I…" Alice managed to get out. The Hatter slowly reached his hand up to caress her check, a small longing smile still on his face. Alice, embarrassed, looked down at her feet. The Hatter took his finger and tilted her chin up to face him. "Alice," he whispered. That face, his voice, his gentle touch, so familiar, so comforting. "I must be mad," Alice whispered. "Yes, I'm afraid so, your completely bonkers," the Hatter replied, "But don't you? All the best people are…." Alice felt herself leaning in to meet him until their lips touched and she found herself kissing him back, tossing the vial to the side and wrapping her arms around his neck. But there was still one more question in the back of her head. "Hatter," she said, pulling away suddenly," You asked me before why a raven was like a writing desk. Why is it?" The Hatter laughed. "You know, I haven't the slightest idea," and with that he pulled her back into his arms and returned to kissing her. At that moment, Alice knew she was home. She was finally where she was meant to be.