Victor: Er -- probably not? William's pretty fair to his workers, and he and Nell don't live in London -- I'm from a tiny village called Burtonsville. How he got the cannery to be so successful in the middle of nowhere I've never understood. . .but I've never had much of a head for business, admittedly. [grimaces] And, well. . .I never got along much with them, but I don't know if I'd want them to fall into the Neath. I don't think they'd adapt well, and not just because of the lack of fish.

Marty: [raises an eyebrow] I dunno. . .you're kind of creepy -- no offense -- but I don't think talking to you and watching you eat potatoes is really a "tale of terror." Though the stuff you've been telling us about parts of the Neath might count. . .

Doc: Mmm -- if we told, we'd be passing on tales of terror second-hand, in the great campfire tradition.

Alice: [nods] It's the little things that keep us going. When I was fighting through Wonderland, every so often I'd see something genuinely beautiful, or meet someone on my side instead of the Queen's, and those moments got me through some of my tougher battles. Reminded me there was something worth fighting for.