(theme music)
♪ Down the rabbit hole to wonderland ♪
♪ I found this place ♪
♪ Spices sing and butterflies ♪
♪ A new world to embrace ♪
♪ Nothing here's impossible ♪
♪ So we stir and twirl away ♪
♪ Up is down and left is right ♪
♪ Here is where I'm gonna stay ♪
♪ Everything so curious ♪
♪ Like a dream come true ♪
♪ At Alice's Wonderland bakery ♪
♪ I'll make something for you ♪
♪ Don't be late. It's ready now ♪
♪ Bring friends both old and new ♪
♪ At Alice's Wonderland bakery ♪
♪ I'll make something for you ♪
♪ At Alice's Wonderland bakery ♪
♪ I'll make something for you ♪
(squeaking)
ALICE: Try Again Tart.
Three drizzles...
-Done! -Oh, magnificent.
You outdid yourself this time, Alice.
It's not every day that The Queen has a contest
to choose her official morning tart.
Do you think she'll like it?
It's a perfect tart in my book.
Book. (giggles)
(chuckles) Thanks, Cookie.
(munching) Mmm. Yes, delicious.
(chuckles) Fergie,
don't eat your tart before the contest.
(laughing) What's up, everybody.
-(meows) -A little help here.
Whoa!
Whoo...
(chuckles) I present to you...
the Tilly Willie Tinker tart.
-(all gasps) -Amazing.
-Pleases me. -The Tilly Willie Tinker tart.
It's so tall.
This recipe must have taken you forever.
Mm... Hatters don't do recipes.
(chuckles) I throw it together this morning.
But I'm nine and three-quarters percent sure
that there's jelly in it somewhere.
(gasps) Wow! Your tarts are bunkers.
Thanks, I've been working on mine for a while.
You mean you don't just throw together any ingredient
that pops into your head and all willy-nilly-chantilly?
Well, I mean, that's one way to do it.
Me, I'm all about The Cookie method.
(chuckles) What matters is we have fun.
I bet the queen will think all of these tarts are winners.
-(alarm clock rings) -We're late.
We're late, and I still have to ask the date.
Then let's have our dash to the palace.
-Wish us luck. -(meows)
(grandiose music)
(chuckles) Oh, wow! These tarts look wild.
Hi, Alice. (gasps)
Hi, Rosa. Are you going to help pick a winner?
I am.
Just another deliciously important duty of a princess.
Gotta go.
(gasps) The tasting is about to begin.
[clanks]
(chomps) Mm...
Mmm, lovely flavor. (chuckles)
(munches)
Unfortunately, I chose a carrot tart last year.
(Fergie slurping)
No hurt feelings. There's always next year. Thanks.
I know how much you love red roses, Your Majesty.
(exclaims) Marvelous work.
That's simply too sweet for a morning tart.
Perhaps an early afternoon tart or, uh, mid-late evening refreshment.
Regal idea. Thank you.
Ah, yes. A hatter.
(gasps) What have we here?
I call it the Tilly Willy Tinker tart.
(chomps)
(exclaims)
Is that a good... (exclaims)
...or better? (exclaims)
(laughs excitedly) Rosa mija, try this.
(munches) Mmm, mmm, mmm.
I heart this tart.
(giggling)
I give this a 10 of hearts
and declare Hattie the winner.
Bravo!
(clapping weakly)
(gasps) I won? I won!
(laughs) Oh, yeah.
Why? That's the best part I ever had.
What's surprising, flavored?
Is that base coated with, um, marshmallow flowers?
(chuckles) Hmm, maybe.
Oh, and the way you roasted that marzipan.
It's simply genius. (smooches)
Oh, yeah, Roasted Marzi-thingy. Let's go with that.
(laughs)
I look forward to having this tart again tomorrow morning.
Hold the stone.
I have to make it... again?
That won't be a problem...
will it?
(chuckles nervously) What? Not at all.
Excellent, Rosa will pick it up from the bakery this evening.
Toodles.
What's wrong, Hattie?
Aren't you happy you won?
I'm bouncing off the walls.
But there's one teensy-weensy problem.
I don't remember how to make my tart.
Okay...
that is a teensy-weensy, not so big but kind of sort of big problem.
But I'm sure we can help you figure out
how to make another Tilly Willie Tinker tart.
Just so you know,
mama is very particular about her breakfast.
She'll definitely know if it's not exactly the same tart.
Then we'd better hurry.
To the bakery!
(chuckles)
Ticklish tomatoes, eggs,
ooh, pineapple, blue daffodil nectar?
That's what I can see in the last slice of Hattie's tart anyway.
But which ingredient comes first?
And which one last?
And which one goes in the middle?
And which one goes in between the first and the last in the middle?
When I'm baking something again, I like to start with the recipe.
Maybe we could try it my way.
I'll try at this that and any whichever way.
Step one is measuring all our ingredients.
Let's start with the pineapple.
I usually use measuring cups like this.
One cup should do it.
Step two is mixing the ingredients for this part.
I like to add a little player.
Five-six-seven-eight.
Quick, quick, slow, quick, quick, slow.
Now you try.
(chuckling) Oh, like this?
Quick, quick, slow. Remix!
Quicky-dy quick, quick, quick, slow, slow, slow.
Quicky-dy quick! Yay! Too many quicks!
-(splats) -Aw! Watch the binding.
(snickers) Whoops. Uh, sorry.
-(squeaking) -(slurps)
Mm. Tastes... curious.
If we can't recreate your tart with a recipe,
maybe we could try it the rabbit way.
Sure. The... What's the rabbit way?
We'll make a list of what your tart taste like.
I like to say follow that taste!
-Follow it. Where? -To that pantry?
And we start at the end.
That's a wonderfully wonderland way to start.
Usually, the last step in baking is tasting your tart,
but we're gonna do the last step first.
I call it working backwards.
I trust in the way of the rabbit.
(sighs) Farewell, original mystery tart.
(munching)
Hmm... I'm tasting a lot of, hmm...
(munches)
...ticklish tomato... (chuckles)
...and the jumping jelly jam is toasted,
which goes well with... (gasps)
-... ruby rose radishes. -Ruby rose radishes.
Oh, yeah, I might have had some lying around this morning.
See? When we make any treat, working backwards never fails.
Now, this I could do. (laughs)
Working backward here come.
ALICE: No, Hattie, not like that?
Look out for the...
-(thuds) -(clatters)
-...flour. -(laughs)
Okay. Maybe working backwards.
It doesn't work for me. (chuckles)
Oh, we've been at it all-day,
and none of these tarts tastes anything like the one I made this morning.
I'm here to pick up the tart.
-(door squeaks close) -Did you have any luck?
Afraid not?
We've tried it this that and any whichever way.
Ooh, and now, it's too late.
What is Hattie gonna tell the queen?
(sighs) That she's going to have to choose
another tart.
(sighs) Thanks for your help, everybody,
but it's just not gonna happen.
Poor little lemon drop. His tart was delicious.
Ooh, we tried every way in wonderland.
I don't know where we went wrong.
I'm sure you did your best to help.
But it wasn't enough.
Baking his tart was just something Hattie did for fun.
-(purring) -And now he's having no fun at all.
Throwing something together willy-nilly-chantilly isn't how I do it,
but I guess it could be fun.
(tapping)
Wait a minute. Fergie, you're right!
Why, thank you, Alice.
What am I right about? Exactly?
There's one way we didn't try.
(leaves rustle)
Is this mushroom taken?
(grunting) I don't get it.
Why can't I make another Tilly Willie Tinker tart?
Because we shouldn't have expected you to do it our way.
What do you mean?
Every baker has their own way of doing things.
But I'm not a real baker like you, Alice.
-I just bake for fun. -Exactly.
That's what's missing.
The fun?
Well, when I baked my tart the first time...
(chuckles) ...it was super fun.
If you can make your tart once, you can do it again.
You just have to do it your way.
-You really think so? -Definitely.
Then hold onto your hats.
It's time to start baking... the Hattie way.
(upbeat music)
♪ There's no wrong way to create a Tilly Willie Tinker tart ♪
♪ Because there is no need for recipes ♪
♪ When you're baking from the heart ♪
♪ So, chop-chop-chop your doubt and fear ♪
♪ What to do is crystal clear ♪
♪ This will be well done ♪
♪ If you let yourself have fun ♪
CHORUS: ♪ So do it like a hatter ♪
♪ All of you've got better ♪
-♪ if you feel you're falling flat ♪ -Ha!
♪ Just hold onto your hat ♪
CHORUS: ♪ Push out all the doubt and the sadness ♪
♪ If you look inside, you will find a method to the madness ♪
(squelching)
-(splats) -(meows)
ALICE: ♪ Take everything you're feeling ♪
♪ And bake it into art ♪
♪ Because there's no need for recipes ♪
-♪ When you're baking from the heart ♪ -(squeaking)
♪ To start ♪
CHORUS: ♪ When you do it like a hatter ♪
♪ The fun is all that matters ♪
♪ Hatter is what best ♪
Ah, I think we're gonna need more Julian back.
CHORUS: ♪ Push out all the doubt and the sadness ♪
♪ If you look inside, you will find ♪
HATTIE: ♪ A method to the madness ♪
-CHORUS: ♪ The madness ♪ - Ha!
♪ The madness ♪
(whirs, clacks)
(drum roll)
(ding, clacks)
(grandiose music)
Well, flip my pages. Look at that.
It's a Tilly Willie Tinker tart, all right.
You did it.
Let's get this to the palace.
-Mmm. -So what do you think, Your Majesty?
(laughing)
It's simply delicious. Even better than yesterday.
-Ace it! -HATTIE: I did it.
I just adore the way you bake.
And I finally figured out why.
I can taste the fun that went into it.
You were right, Alice. I just had to bake it my way.
That's because the Hattie way is one of a kind.
ALICE: Pie Pressure.
Mmm, mmm, mmm.
This is the most perfect raving rhubarb pie I've ever made.
If I do say so myself.
Well done, Alice.
In all my chapters.
I can't remember a busier pie season in wonderland.
-We're popping pies out left and right. -And we're not done yet.
-How you doing, Oven? -(bell rings)
Can you keep bringing the heat?
-(metal clanks) -(hissing)
(dings)
(chuckles) I'll take that as a yes.
Now let's see, I still have to bake a pie for the dodos,
three for the daisies and one ice cream pie for Mr. Caterpillar
with 28 different flavors.
(laughs) That one will be a doozy.
You know, I don't think there's anyone left in wonderland
who hasn't ordered pie?
-(door squeaks open) -(panting)
Alice, Alice, Alice. We've got another pie order.
- Did you say "another pie"? -Yep.
Cheshire Cat would like one Grinning Graham Cracker Pie
for tonight's midnight snack.
(chuckles) Guess what, Alice?
The queen has declared tonight dessert for dinner night.
(laughs awkwardly) Oh, no.
Oh, yes, and she's requested her favorite dessert.
A Royal Red Raspberry Pie.
Two more orders?
I'm going to need another set of pies.
I mean whisks, I mean hands.
(meows)
I'll never get all these orders done in time.
(Alice grunts)
Hmm...
Oh, what if we help you?
Yeah, I can deliver the pies.
And I could...
ooh, take some of these new orders,
like the pie for Cheshire Cat or the Queen.
-Or Rose. -Really? That would be a big help.
But those pies are some of my trickiest recipes.
Think you can handle it?
(meows)
Don't worry your whiskers, Alice. I got this.
Sounds like Fergie's got this covered.
I'll deliver these pies and be back for the rest soon.
So Alice, what do I do first?
Here are the recipes.
Make sure to use only the ruby-iest raspberries
and the grin-iest graham crackers.
Ruby-iest and grin-iest, rubi-iest and grin-iest. Okay got it.
But the most important part is that each pie has to be baked
one at a time and on different settings.
The queen's Royal Red Raspberry Pie has to be baked at golden crown crust,
and Cheshire's Grinning Graham Cracker Pie has to be baked at great gobs of grin.
Got it seems easy as... well, pie. (chuckles)
Oh, thanks, Fergie.
You're the best bunny a girl could ask for.
(Cookie whoops)
We've better get going on that ice cream pie, Alice.
I'm ready to ski the survey.
Cookie and I will be in the cold covered if you need any help at all.
-Whoo. -(wind whooshes)
Better bring my ear muffins.
Thanks, Fergie.
(sighs) Looks like it's you and me, Dina.
-Wanna be my helper? -(meows)
Okay, for the Queen's pie,
one sprinkle of sunny time and a drop of wonderland honey.
So, sunny honey coming up now. Huh?
-(meows) -(exclaims)
You're right, Dinah, that's for the Cheshire cat's pie.
Whoo. Close one.
-(splats) -(sprinkles)
-(pours) -(squelches)
Okay. The queen's pie gets two stirs with a huff skippy-dy jump...
-(meows) -...and a jump rope jump.
But I jumped. Oh, dear.
Whoops! The treasure cast ball gets to swirl.
(intense music)
(squelching)
Whoa!
Okay, maybe making two pies at once is harder than I thought.
(meows)
(utensils clinking)
Okay, crackers here, raspberries there.
Roll out the dough, whiskers in the fill...
-FERGIE: No! No, whisk the filling. -(meows)
Oh, do I know what am I gonna do?
I promised Alice I'd bake these pies, but I'm stuck.
(metal clanking)
Stuck!
-(purrs) -(grunts)
-(meows) -(clinks)
-Oh, it's alive! Dina, help! -(wobbling)
(meows)
-(door opens) -ALICE: Hey, Fergie.
-Everything going okay in here? -(wind blows)
I'm cracking.
(stammers) Cracking along, that is.
(sighs) That's relief.
Ooh...
I, I think that the pages are frozen together.
Cookie and I are off to deliver this ice cream pie before it melts.
You need anything before we go?
No, everything's doing...
-I, I mean going well. -(door creaks open)
Just remember the Queen's pie has to be baked on golden crown crust,
and Cheshire's pie gets baked at great gobs of grin.
Got it?
(chuckles nervously) Got it.
(chuckles awkwardly) How's it looking under there?
(meows)
-(clocks ticking) -Oh, carrot sticks.
Hattie will be back to deliver these any minute,
and I haven't even baked one pie yet.
I need to bake these pies fast. What do you got, Oven?
-To possessed pie. No. -(knob creaks)
-Slow, slow dodo? No! -(knobs creaking)
-Rabbit fast? -(knob creaks)
-FERGIE: Yes! -(whirs)
(meows)
Don't look at me like that, Dina.
I promised Alice that I'd make these pies, and I can't let her down.
I'll just have to bake them together.
(metal clanks)
(thuds)
(meows)
Yes, I'm sure.
-I need these pies done in a... -(Oven dings, hisses)
...flash.
(chuckles) Wow! That really was rabbit fast.
(sizzles)
(grunts) Melted pies.
Oh, Oven, what happened?
(whistles, dings)
Oh, I know, it's my fault.
-Oh, what am I gonna do? -(distant whistle)
(Hattie whistling)
(meows)
Oh, dear!
Quick, Dina, help me build these pies apart.
-(meows) -(grunting)
-(yelps) -(squelches)
-(door opens) -Hattie hatter.
Reporting for pie delivery duty.
-Wow! -(panting)
You might be the fastest pie baker in wonderland.
Oh... (scoffs)
...it was nothing. (chuckles)
(meows)
Hi, Alice, these are going straight to the Queen and Cheshire Cat.
Thanks to Fergie.
Fergie, you did it.
I did?
Well, I guess I did. (chuckles)
Well done.
-High-five, bud. Oh, yeah. -(chuckles)
I brought you a surprise.
(gasps) Rainbow carrots.
(chomps)
My favorite.
(giggles) You deserve them.
Now you enjoy while we clean up.
(munches)
You know, Alice.
I think I really got the hang of this baking thing.
-(door opens) -Alice! You gotta come quick.
Hattie, What is it?
There's been a pie-tastrophe.
(gasps)
(tense music)
Hattie, where are we headed?
Patters grove.
It's the only place they agreed to meet.
It's the only place you agreed to meet?
Cheser and the Queen. Wait till you see it.
At first. I was like, "Whoa!"
And then I thought, "Uh-oh!"
-"Uh-oh!" -(Hattie gasps)
Look.
(quirky music)
(Cheshire laughs)
-Whoa! -(gasps)
Hello, Alice.
It seems I'm a bit more mixed up than usual.
Cheshire. Your stripes are gone!
And, Your Majesty.
You look so, so happy. (laughs awkwardly)
(grunts) I'm smiley.
Too smiley.
One part of your pie and poof.
This giant grin now graces my face.
How did this happen?
Well, uh, you know,
you're never fully dressed without a smile.
This needs to be fixed in a heartbeat.
And curiously red doesn't seem to be my color.
Oh, I don't know.
I kind of like it. (chuckles awkwardly)
I've made these recipes before, and nothing like this ever happened.
Baking is always full of surprises. Right?
-(page rifles) -(gasps)
You don't think it's Oven, do you?
Oven did bake a lot of pies today.
Maybe he overheated.
Oh, poor Oven.
No, not poor, Oven.
Good, Oven.
There's just no other answer for this pie-castrophy.
Your Majesty, Cheshire cat. I'm so sorry about this.
(exclaims) Oh, it was me. It was all me.
Fergie?
Making those pies was way harder than I thought.
I ran out of time.
So I baked both of the pies together instead of one at a time.
And they melted together.
I'm so sorry.
But, Fergie, if you were having trouble, why didn't you tell me?
Well, I promise you I could do it.
Promise or no promise.
I'm always here to help you.
So, you can wipe the smile off my face, right?
I can't rule Wonderland with a gaping grin.
(chuckles) Grinning is sort of my thing.
I think we can whip something up. Let's see.
(page riffles)
Here, You Hoo You Pie.
"Say bye-bye to not looking like you.
One bite of You Hoo You Pie
and return to you know who?"
So one bite of You Hoo You Pie,
and they look like themselves again?
-Whoa! -I'm so excited.
I'm beside myself.
It looks like we have one more pie to bake. To the bakery!
CHORUS: ♪ Pam-pam-pam pam-pam-param-pam-param-param ♪
♪ Pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-param pam-param-param ♪
ALICE: ♪ Oh, roll up your sleeves it's time to bake ♪
♪ Stir that we've got a dish to make ♪
♪ And let's work together with sift and a scoop ♪
♪ And a sprinkle and shake ♪
-ALICE: ♪ Come on, let's bake ♪ -CHORUS: ♪ Pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-param ♪
-♪ Let's bake ♪ -CHORUS: ♪ Pam-param-param ♪
♪ Whisk like me. You can have a taste ♪
♪ Mixed it like a hatter there's no time to waste ♪
ALICE: ♪ Set it like a rabbit ♪
♪ We can't be late ♪
CHORUS: ♪ The perfect recipe served on your plate ♪
-ALICE: ♪ Come on, let's bake ♪ -CHORUS: ♪ Pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-param ♪
-ALICE: ♪ We can sprinkle and shake ♪ -CHORUS: ♪ Pam-param-param ♪
-ALICE: ♪ Come on, let's bake ♪ -CHORUS: ♪ Pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-param ♪
-ALICE: ♪ We can sprinkle and shake ♪ -CHORUS: ♪ Pam-param-param ♪
CHORUS: ♪ Come on, let's bake ♪
(gasps) I hope this pie
wipes this grin off my face.
(sniffs) Ah, Curious.
(chomps)
(munching) Mmm, mmm.
(laughs)
-(chuckles) -Did it work?
I demand an answer.
(sighs) Have a look for yourselves.
(exclaims) My beautiful queenly face is back.
Mmm. It's delicious being myself again.
Thanks for getting everyone back to themselves.
I promise on my pocket watch that I'll ask for help when I need it.
We all make mistakes. But one thing's for sure.
With or without a You Hoo You Pie there's nobody like you.
(cheerful music)