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for Christopher, a faunchy snorter for Audrey, a sizzler for June Marie, and
listen, Wonka's got a new one today.
What is it?
This is called a scrumdiddlyumptious bar.
Scrumdiddlyumptious bar?
How did he do it? My dear boy, do you ask a fish how it swims?
No. Or a bird how it flies?
No. No, Siri, you don't. They do it because they were born to do it. Just
Willy Wonka was born to be a candy man, and you look like you were born to be a
Wonkera.
Who can take a sunrise?
Sprinkle it with dew.
Topper it in chocolate and a miracle or two.
The Candyman.
The Candyman can.
Candyman can. As he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good.
Who can take a rainbow?
Strap it in a sock.
Soak it in the sun to make the strawberry lemon pie.
The Candyman?
The Candyman.
The Candyman can.
The Candyman can, cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good.
Willy Wonka makes everything he makes satisfying and delicious.
Talk about your childhood wishes.
You can even eat the...
Who can take tomorrow, dip it in a dream, separate the
sorrow and collect up all the cream? The Candyman. Will he want the can?
The Candyman can.
The Candyman can.
Cause he mixes it with love And makes the world taste good
And the world tastes good Cause the
Candyman thinks it
mr joe peck ah come along charlie you're late it's payday mr
joe peck you're right there you are thanks say hello to your grandpa
joe okay
Up the airy mountain, down the rushing glen, we dare not go a -hunting
for fear of little men.
You see, nobody ever goes in.
Nobody ever comes out.
Charlie Blake?
He works too hard for a little boy.
He should have some time to play.
Not enough hours in the day.
With the four of you bedridden for the past 20 years, it takes a lot of work to
keep this family going.
If only his father were alive.
As soon as I get my strength back, I'm going to get out of this bed and help
him. Dad, in all the years you've been saying you're going to get out of that
bed, I've yet to see you set foot on the floor.
Maybe if the floor wasn't so cold.
Hi, everybody.
Wake up. Wake up. Charlie's home.
Grandpa George.
Grandma Georgina.
Grandma Josephine.
Grandpa Joe.
Is this your supper, Grandpa?
Well, it's yours too, Charlie. I'm fed up with cabbage water. It's not enough.
Charlie. Here's all we have. What are you saying?
How about this? Charlie, where'd you get that?
What difference does it make where he got it? Point is, he got it. It's my
payday. Good for you, Charlie. We'll have a real banquet.
Mom,
here's what's left.
You keep it.
Except for this.
From now on, I'm going to pay for your tobacco.
No one's going to pay for it, Charlie.
I'm giving it up.
Come on, Dad. It's only one pipe a day.
When a loaf of bread looks like a banquet, I've no right buying tobacco.
Go on, Grandpa.
Please take it.
After I finished my paper route, I was in front of Wonka's.
There was a strange man there.
I think he was a tinker.
He was standing right behind me, looking up at the factory.
Just before he left, he said, nobody ever goes in and nobody ever comes out.
And right he was, Charlie.
Not since the tragic day that Willy Wonka locked it. Why'd he lock it?
all the other chocolate makers in the world were sending in spies dressed as
workers to steal Mr. Wonka's secret recipes, especially Slugworth.
Oh, that Slugworth, he was the worst.
Finally, Mr. Wonka shouted, I shall be ruined.
Closed the factory.
That's just what he did. He locked the gates and vanished completely.
And then suddenly, about three years later, the most amazing thing happened.
The factory started working again, full blast.
And more delicious candies were coming out than ever before.
But the gates stayed locked so that no one, not even Mr. Slugworth, could steal
them. But Grandpa, someone must be helping Mr. Wonka work the factory.
Thousands must be helping him. But who?
Who are they?
That is the biggest mystery of them all.
Charlie Bucket! Yes, Mr. Turpentine? I shall need an assistant. Come and give
a hand.
We have here nitric acid, glycerine, and a special mixture of my own.
Together, it's horrible, dangerous stuff blows you up. But mixed together in the
right way, as only I know how, what do you think it makes?
I don't know, sir. You don't know. You don't know because only I know. If you
knew and I didn't know, then you'd be teaching me instead of me teaching you.
And for a student to teach his teacher, it's presumptuous and rude.
Do I make myself clear?
Yes, sir. Good.
Now, mixed together in the right way, these three highly dangerous ingredients
make the finest watt remover in the world.
The trick is to pour them in in equal amounts.
Now, Charlie, you take the nitric acid and the glycerine.
And I'll take my own special mixture. You ready?
Good lad.
Pour.
No, certainly not. This is for very big warts.
What's going on out there?
Hey, Winkerman, come here.
What's happening?
Willy Wonka's opening this factory. He's going to let people in.
Are you sure?
It's on the radio and he's giving truckloads of chocolate away.
Class dismissed.
No, no.
And now,
details on the
sudden announcement that has captured the attention of the entire world.
Hidden among the countless billions of Wonka bars are five gold tickets.
And to the five people who find them will come the most fabulous prize one
wish for. A lifetime supply of chocolate.
And as if this were not enough, each winner before he receives his prize will
personally escorted... They're all crazy.
The man's a genius.
He'll sell a million bars.
Grandpa, do you think I've got a chance to find one?
One. I'm counting on you to find all five.
One's enough for me.
Already we have reports coming in that the response is phenomenal.
Wankabars are beginning to disappear from candy store shelves at a rate to
boggle the mind.
Truly it is incredible the way that Wankamania has descended upon the globe.
While the world searches, we watch and wait, wondering where the pursuit will
lead and how long the spirit of man will hold up under the strain.
I'm still having these dreams, Doctor.
And I still can't stop myself from believing them.
I've told you, Mr. Hofstetter, to believe in one's dreams is a
infinity. And the sooner you accept it, the sooner you'll get well.
But I dreamed the archangel appeared and whispered into my ear and told me where
to find a golden wonka ticket.
And what exactly did he say?
Oh, what difference does that make? This was a dream, a fantasy. I mean, you
said just now that... Shut up, Hofstetter, and tell me where the ticket
We began with five golden tickets, like five lucky bolts of lightning, ready to
strike without notice at any point on the map.
No one knew where, no one knew when the first one would hit.
But as you all know, last night we got our answer.
While we in America slept, the first golden ticket was found in the small
of Dusselheim, Germany.
We've been waiting several hours for the follow -up story, and we're finally
ready with a live report.
Proud we are, for the attention of the entire world focuses today right here in
Düsselheim. A community suddenly thrust into prominence by the unexpected
discovery of the first Wonka golden ticket.
Its lucky finder is the son of our most prominent pork butcher. The boy's name?
Augustus Gluck.
Augustus Gluck. The pride of Düsselheim, the fame of Western Germany, an example
for the whole world.
Augustus, how does it make you feel to be the first golden ticket finder?
Hungry. Any other feelings?
Feel sorry for Wonka. It's going to cost an unfortunate fudge.
Mr. Gloop, would you mind saying... Mrs. Gloop, would you care to say a few
words to the television audience?
I just knew Augustus would find a golden ticket.
Eating is his hobby, you know. We encourage him. He wouldn't do it unless
needed some nourishment, would he?
Anyway, it's all right.
Happy birthday, Charlie.
Happy birthday.
Here you are, Charlie.
Thank you.
It's terrific.
We each knitted a bit. Grandma Georgina, Grandma Josephine, and me. I did the
end pieces with a little tassel.
And here's a little gift from Grandpa George and me.
I think I know what this is.
It is a wonka.
Open it, Charlie. Let's see that golden ticket.
Wouldn't that be fantastic?
It's not fair to raise its hopes. Never mind.
Go on, open it, Charlie. I want to see that gold.
Stop it, Dad.
I've got the same chance as anybody else, haven't I? You've got more,
because you want it more.
Go on, open it.
Here goes.
I got it!
Where? Where?
Let's see.
Fooled you, didn't I?
You thought I really had it.
You'll find one.
Here, everybody have a bite. No, no, no. No, no, no.
I want you to be the
first to find a golden ticket, Daddy. I know, Angel.
We're doing the best we can.
I've got every girl on the bleeding staff hunting for you.
All right, where is it? Why haven't... They found it. Veruca, sweetheart, I'm
not a magician.
Give me time.
I want it now.
What's the matter with those twerps down there? For five days now, the entire
flipping factory's been on the job. They haven't shelled a peanut in there since
Monday. They've been shelling flaming chocolate bars from dawn to dusk. Make
them work nights.
760 ,000 bath an hour they're shelling.
760 ,000 they've done so far.
You promised, Daddy. You promised I'd have it the very first day.
You're going to be very unpopular round here, Henry, if you don't deliver soon.
It breaks my heart, Henrietta. I hate to see you unhappy.
I won't talk to you ever again. You're a rotten, mean father. You never give me
anything I want.
And I won't go to school till I have it. Veruca, sweetheart, angel.
There are only four tickets left in the whole world.
Thank God for that.
Aye.
Happiness is what counts for children.
Happiness and harmony.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is the sign of our times. The symbol of the havoc.
The mad praise that's sweeping the world today.
Whatever corner of the globe we are in, whichever of the five continents we are
on, the great search for Wonka bars continues.
We're now nearing the end of our 43rd day in the hunt for golden tickets.
And everywhere, we're beginning to see signs of anxiety.
Every hour on the hour, new shipments are being sent to different points
the globe. But they're just not moving fast enough.
And as time passes, the men who seek them become more and more desperate.
Gentlemen, I know how anxious you've all been during these last few days. But
now I think I can safely say that your time and money have been well spent.
We're about to witness the greatest miracle of the machine age.
Based on the revolutionary computonian law of probability, this machine will
tell us the precise location of the three remaining golden tickets.
It says, I won't tell, that would be cheating.
now telling the computer that if it will tell me the correct answer, I will
gladly share with it the grand prize.
He says, what would a computer do with a lifetime supply of chocolate?
I am now telling the computer exactly what he can do
with a lifetime supply of chocolate.
can happen right here, too unbelievable as it sounds, right here in America,
where even in the smallest town, the happiest of dreams can come true.
Because, folks, here she is, Miss Violet Beauregard, finder of Wonka's golden
ticket number three from Mile City, Montana, and with her, the proud
Mr. Beauregard, a prominent local politician, a great civic leader, a
philosopher. Hi, friends, Sam Beauregard here, Square Deal Sam to you with all
of today's great giveaway bargains, the finest values you'll get anywhere in the
entire country.
Now, this little number right here is a four -door stand. Thank you, sir.
Violet, would you care to say a few words to the nation?
Here it is, golden ticket number three, and it's all mine. Tell us how it
happened, Violet. Well, I'm a gum -chewer normally, but when I heard about
ticket things of Wong, I laid off the gum and switched to candy bars instead.
Now, of course, I'm right back on gum.
I chew it all day except at mealtimes when I stick it behind my ear. Violet.
Pull it, Mother.
Now, this piece of gum here is one that I've been chewing on for three months
solid, and that's a world record.
It's beaten the record held by my...
Let me just butt in here for a moment to say there's been a few folks watching.
Charlie,
what are you doing
here? I thought if you were ready, I'd walk you home.
I wish I were.
Well, it looks like I'm going to be here late tonight.
Well,
then I guess I'll be going.
Well, why don't you stay a minute?
Here, pull up a pile of clothes and sit down.
Everything all right at school?
Yep. Good.
Going the newspaper route today?
Just finished.
Good.
I wanted to tell you something.
Oh?
They found us our ticket today.
Did they?
Yeah.
Well, I guess I'll be going now.
Is that all?
I thought you'd like to know.
Most people are pretty interested.
I know I'm interested.
There are only two tickets left, you know.
Just two.
Pretty soon, just one.
I wonder who the lucky ones will be.
Well, in case you're wondering if it'll be me, it won't be.
Just in case you're wondering, you can count me out.
Charlie, there are a hundred billion people in this world, and only five of
will find golden tickets.
Even if you had a sack full of money, you probably wouldn't find one.
And after this contest is over, you'll be no different from the billions of
others who didn't find one.
But I am different. I want it more than any of them.
Charlie, you'll get your chance.
One day things will change.
When? When will they change?
Probably when you least expect it.
You get blue like everyone, but me and Grandpa
Joe can make your troubles go away, blow
away. There they go.
Cheer up, Charlie.
Give me a smile. What happened to that?
Don't you know your grin has always been my sunshine?
Let that sunshine show.
Come on, Charlie.
No need to frown.
Deep down you know the world is still your toy.
When the world gets heavy, never peed a paddle
Just...
searching here in the Southwest, it is actually happening. That's what I said,
friends. There's only one golden ticket left in the entire world, because right
here in our own community of Marble Falls, Arizona, is lucky winner number
Now, the name soon to be heard around the universe is Mr.
Mike TV.
Hey, Mike, do you think we might shut that thing off?
No, are you crazy?
He won't answer till the station breaks. Mike, the country wants to hear from
you. The world is waiting. Can't you shut up? I'm busy.
Boy, what a great show.
I serve all his TV dinners right here. He's never even been to the table.
You love to watch TV, Mike? You bet.
What about that golden ticket, Mike?
Hold it! I want to catch this.
You like the killings, huh?
What do you think life's all about?
Mike, would you tell us to... Wait till I get a real one.
Colt 45.
Pop won't let me have one yet, will you, Pop?
That's to your 12, son.
Four down and one to go.
And somewhere out there, another lucky person is moving closer and closer to
finding the last of the most sought -after prizes in history.
Though we cannot help but envy him, whoever he is, and we might be tempted
bitter at our losing, we must remember there are many more important things.
Many more important things.
Offhand, I can't think of what they are, but I'm sure there must be something.
And now for tomorrow's weather and...
You wake me up, Grandpa.
Is something wrong?
Grandpa, that money was for tobacco.
I told you, Charlie, I've given it up.
Go on, open it.
One ticket left. Now, let's see some of that gold. No, you do it. I can't.
Somebody tells me we're going to be lucky this time.
I got a funny feeling inside it.
Which end shall I open first?
That end.
Just a tiny bit.
Like this?
Now a bit more.
You finish it, I can't. No, Grandpa, you do it.
All right.
Here goes.
You know...
I bet those golden tickets make the chocolate taste terrible.
Lot 403.
I can personally guarantee, ladies and gentlemen, that this is the one and
the absolutely last case of Wonka bars left in the United Kingdom.
Shall we start the bidding at 1 ,000 pounds?
Do I hear 1 ,000 pounds?
1 ,500 pounds, 2 ,000. I have 2 ,500 here, 4 ,000 pounds, 4 ,500
pounds, 5 ,000 pounds.
You're mad at me.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Curtis.
Doesn't seem to be anything in his papers to give us a clue.
They kidnapped my husband 12 hours ago.
When are we going to hear from them? What do they want?
Try to stay calm. They did it for ransom. All we can do is wait to hear
demands. I'll give them anything. Anything they want.
I want us to have Harold back.
Go ahead, we're listening.
Uh -huh.
Uh -huh.
What did they ask for?
Whatever it is, they can have it.
They want your case of Wonka bars.
Miss Curtis, did you hear me?
It's your husband's life or your case of Wonka bars.
How long will it give me to think it over?
That's it. That's it. It's all over. The Wonka contest is all over. The fifth
and final ticket has been found. And we've got a live report coming in
now from Paraguay, South America.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is finished. The end has come. The fifth and last
golden ticket has just been found. Right here in Paraguay. The final is Lucky
Alberto Mignoleta.
the multimillionaire owner of gambling casinos throughout South America.
Here is the most recent picture available of the Happy Finder, the man
finally put a hand to Wankamania for all the world.
Well, that's that.
No more golden tickets.
A lot of rubbish, the whole thing.
Not to Charlie, it wasn't. A little boy's got to have something in this
hope for.
What's he got to hope for now?
Who's going to tell him?
Let's not wake him.
You'll find out soon enough.
Yeah, let him sleep.
Let him have one last dream.
I've just decided to switch our Friday schedule to Monday, which means that the
test we take each Friday on what we learn during the week will now take
Monday before we've learned it. But since today is Tuesday, it doesn't
the slightest.
Pencils ready.
Today we are going to learn about percentages.
And for an example, let's take the recent unpleasantness.
Supposing there were a thousand Wonka bars in the world and during the contest
you each opened a certain number of them. That number is a percent.
Everyone understand?
You, Madeleine Durkin, how many Wonka bars did you open? About a hundred.
There are ten hundred in a thousand. Therefore, you opened ten percent.
You, Peter Gott, how many did you open?
A hundred and fifty.
That's ten percent half over again, which makes fifteen percent.
Charlie Bucket, how many did you open?
Two. That's easy.
Two hundred is twice one hundred. Not two hundred.
Just two.
Two? What do you mean you only opened two?
I don't care very much for chocolate.
Well, I can't figure out just two, so let's pretend you opened 200.
Now, if you opened 200 Wonka bars, apart from being dreadfully thick, you'd have
used up 20 % of 1 ,000, which is 15 % half over a game, 10 %...
Fine. I'd like a bar of chocolate, please.
Oh, sure.
What kind?
A Floodworth Fiddler? A Wonka Scrumdiddlyumpshire? Whichever is the
Try a Wonka Scrumdiddlyumpshire.
Now that all the tickets have been found, I don't have to hide them
Hey, hey, hey.
Take it easy.
You'll get a stomachache if you swallow it like that.
Bye. Bye now.
I think I'll bite just one more. For my Grandpa Joe.
Sure.
Why not try a regular Wonka Bar this time?
Fine.
Did you hear the news? That gambler from Paraguay made up a phony ticket. That
means there's one golden ticket still floating around somewhere. Can you
the nerve of that guy? Trying to fool the whole world?
Boy, he really was a crook.
Well, it means the contest goes on forever.
You've got it. You've got the last golden ticket.
The kid's found the last golden ticket. It really is gold.
Stand back there.
Leave the boy alone.
Don't you kill him. Leave him alone.
Break it up. Over here. Show it over here.
Come on, Charlie. Hold on to that ticket.
Run for it, Charlie. Run straight home and don't stop till you get there.
I congratulate you, little boy. Well done.
You've found the fifth golden ticket.
May I introduce myself?
Arthur Slugworth.
President of Slugworth Chocolates Incorporated.
Now listen carefully, because I'm going to make you very rich indeed.
Mr. Wonka is at this moment working on a fantastic invention.
The Everlasting Gobstopper.
If he succeeds, he'll ruin me.
So all I want you to do is to get hold of just one Everlasting Gobstopper and
bring it to me so that I can find the secret formula.
Your reward will be 10 ,000 of these.
Sing it over with you.
A new house for your family and good food and comfort for the rest of their
lives.
And don't forget the name.
Everlasting Gobstopper.
You're pulling our legs, Charlie.
There aren't any more golden tickets.
No, Grandpa, the last one was a fake. It sits on the paper. I found some money
in the street, and I bought a walk -a -bar, and the ticket was in it. Charlie.
Look at it, Grandpa. See for yourself.
Read it, Joe, for heaven's sake.
Greetings to you, the lucky finder of this golden ticket from Mr.
Willy Wonka.
Present this ticket at the factory gates at 10 o 'clock in the morning of the
first day of October, and do not be late. You may bring with you one member
your own family, but no one else.
In your wildest dreams, you could not imagine the marvelous surprises that
you. Charlie, you've done it!
Grandpa, it says I can take somebody with me.
I wish you could go.
Are you okay?
I'm fine, Charlie.
Joe.
Watch it, Joe.
Look at me.
Look at me.
Up and about.
I haven't done this in 20 years.
Grandpa!
I never thought my life could be anything
but catastrophe.
But suddenly I begin to see.
A bit of good luck for me.
Cause I've got a golden ticket.
I've got a golden twinkle in my eye.
I never had a chance to shine. Never a happy song to sing. But suddenly half
the world is mine. And what an amazing thing.
Because I've got a golden ticket.
It's our show.
I've got a golden sun up in the sky.
Slipper shell.
I never thought I'd see the day when I would face the world and say good
morning.
Look at the sun.
I never thought that I would be slapping the lap of luxury.
Because I'd have said.
It couldn't be done.
But it can be done.
I never dreamed that I would climb over the moon in ecstasy. But nevertheless,
it's there that I'm shortly about to be.
Because I've got a golden dick.
Look at the sun.
Because I'd have said it couldn't be done, but it can be done.
I never dreamed that I would climb over the moon in ecstasy, but nevertheless
it's there that I'm shortly about to be, because I've got a golden ticket.
First of October. That's tomorrow.
Jumping crocodiles, Charlie. We've got a lot to do. Comb your hair, wash your
face, polish your shoes, brush your... I'll take care of everything, Dad. We
don't have too much time.
Grandpa, on the way home today, I ran into Mr.
Slughorn.
You guys ready? Yeah, you're on.
Well, this is it, folks. This is the big day. The historic day on which Willy
Wonka has promised to open his gates and shower gifts on the five lucky winners.
From all over the globe, people have gathered here, waiting for the hour to
strike, waiting to catch a glimpse of that legendary magician, Mr. Willy
Hi, friends. Sam Beauregard here. The next time you're in Miles City, Montana,
don't forget to visit...
Anything you say, sweetheart?
Grandpa,
I don't believe it. We did it. We're going in.
We're going to see the greatest of them all, Mr. Willy Wonka.
friends. Welcome to my chocolate factory.
Would you come forward, please?
Get back,
you! Come on, Veruca, sweetheart!
That's love. That's the man I told you about.
Welcome. It's nice to have you here.
I'm so glad you could come. This is going to be such an exciting day. I hope
enjoy it.
I think you will.
And now, would you please show me your golden tickets?
I'm Veruca Salt.
My dear Veruca, what a pleasure. And how pretty you look in that lovely mink
coat. I've got three others at home.
And Mr. Salt, overjoyed to see you, sir. Would you just step over there for a
minute?
Augustus Gloop.
Augustus, my dear boy, how good to see you, and in such fine shape.
And this must be the radiant Mrs. Gloop, just over there, dear lady.
Violet Beauregard.
Darling child, welcome to Wonka's. What kind of gum you got here?
Charming.
Charming. Sam Beauregard here, Mr. Wonka. My dear sir, what a genuine
If ever you need anything in the automotive line, just call on Sam B.
number's on the card. With Sam B., it's a guarantee.
I'm Mike TV.
Mike? Well, you're dead.
Wonderful to meet you, Mike. And Mrs. TV, how do you do?
What an adorable little boy you have. Thank you. Just over there.
Charlie Bucket. Well, well, Charlie Bucket. I read all about you in the
I'm so happy for you. And who is this gentleman?
My grandfather, Grandpa Joe. Delighted to meet you, sir.
Overjoyed and raptured and tranced. Are we ready?
Yes. Good. In we go.
over here. But hurry, please. We have so much time and so little to see.
Wait a minute.
Strike that.
Reverse it.
Thank you.
When do I get my chocolate?
First take off your coat, Violet.
Boy, what weird -looking coat hangers.
Little surprises around every corner, but nothing dangerous.
Don't be alarmed. And as soon as your outer vestments are in hand, we'll
Now. Will the children kindly step out here?
Accident? What kind of accident? I didn't know we had to sign anything for
tour. I can't see what it says on the bottom.
Violet, you first.
Sign here.
Hold it. Let me through here, you kids.
Violet, baby, don't you sign anything there. What's this all about?
Standard form of contract?
Don't talk to me about contracts, Wonka. I use them myself. They're strictly for
suckers. Yes, but you wouldn't begrudge me a little protection.
A drop.
I don't sign anything without my lawyer. My Beruka don't sign anything either.
Then she don't go in.
I'm sorry. Rules of the house.
I want to go in. Don't you dare stop me. I'm only trying to help you,
sweetheart. Give me that pen.
You're always making things difficult.
Nicely handled, Beruka.
She's a girl who knows where she's going.
Violet. Wait a minute. What's all that small print there at the bottom? Oh, if
you have any problems, dial information.
Thank you for calling. Mike? Augustus?
Violet. Violet?
I assume there's an accident indemnity card.
Never between friends.
Saw this in a movie once.
Guy signed his wife's insurance policy.
Then he bumped her off.
Clever. What about me, Grandpa?
Sign away, Charlie. We got nothing to lose.
Let's go in.
Come on.
Patience. Patience, little dear. Everything has to be in order.
Everyone signed?
Yes.
99, 44, 100 % pure.
Just through the other door, please.
Is
this
a trick or something?
The question time will come at the end of the session. We must press on. Come
along. Come along.
Ah, here we are. Don't be a darn fool, Walker. That's the way we came in.
It is.
Are you sure?
We'll just come through there.
He's getting bigger.
He's at it again.
Where's the chocolate?
I doubt if there is any. I doubt if any of us will get out of here alive.
Oh, you should never, never doubt what nobody is sure about.
You're not squeezing me through that tiny door.
You're off your bleeding nut, Wonka. No one can get through there. My dear
friends, you are now about to enter the nerve center to the entire Wonka
factory.
Inside this room, all of my dreams become realities.
And some of my realities become dreams.
And almost everything you'll see is eatable. Edible. I mean, you can eat
everything. Let me in. I'm starving.
Now, don't get overexcited. Don't lose your head, Augustus. We wouldn't want
anyone to lose that.
Yet.
Now, the combination.
This is a musical lock.
Rachmaninoff. Ladies and gentlemen.
Boys and girls, the chocolate.
Hold your breath. Make a wish. Count to three.
Come with me, and you'll be In a world of pure
imagination Take a look, and you'll see Into your
imagination
We'll
begin
With a spin traveling in the world of my creation, what we'll
see will defy explanation.
If you want to view paradise,
Simply look around and view it.
Anything you want to do it.
Want to change the world.
There's nothing to it.
Hurry up, Violet. This way, Grandpa.
there is no life i know to compare with pure imagination living
there you'll be free if you truly wish to be
If you want to view paradise, simply look around and view it.
Anything you want to do it, want to change the world.
We will come.
What a disgusting, dirty river.
It's industrial waste, that. You've ruined your watershed, Wonka. It's
It's chocolate.
That's chocolate.
That's chocolate.
A chocolate river.
That's the most fantastic thing I've ever seen. 10 ,000 gallons an hour.
And look at my waterfall.
That's the most important thing.
It's mixing my chocolate. It's actually churning my chocolate.
You know, no other factory in the world mixes its chocolate by waterfall.
But it's the only way if you want it just right.
Grandpa, look over there across the river.
They're little men.
Jumping crocodile sharks.
Don't be right. Now we know who makes the sharks. I never saw anybody with an
orange face before.
Funny -looking people, aren't they, Wonka? What are they doing there?
It must be creaming and sugaring time.
Well, they can't be real people.
Well, of course they're real people. Stop it, Knudsen. No, Oompa Loompas.
From Loompa Land. Loompa Land? There's no such place.
Excuse me, dear lady. Mr. Wonka, I am a teacher of geography.
Oh, well, then you know all about it and what a terrible country it is. Nothing
but desolate wastes and fierce beasts.
When the poor little Loompa Loompas were so small and helpless, they would get
gobbled up right and left.
A wangdoodle would eat ten of them for breakfast and think nothing of it.
So I said, come and live with me in peace and safety.
Away from all the wangdoodles and hornswagglers and snozzwangers and
vermicious knids.
Snozzwangers?
Vermicious knids?
What kind of rubbish is that? I'm sorry, but all questions must be submitted in
writing. And so, in the greatest of secrecy, I transported the entire
of Oompa Loompas to my factory here.
Hey, Daddy, I want an Oompa Loompa. I want you to get me an Oompa Loompa right
away. All right, Rooker, all right. I'll get you one before the day's out.
He can't drink at all.
Augustus, sweetheart, save some room for later.
Oh, Augustus, please, don't do that. My chocolate must never be touched by human
hands. Please, don't do that. Don't do that. You're contaminating my entire
river. Please, I beg you, Augustus.
My chocolate.
My chocolate.
My beautiful chocolate.
Don't just stand there. Do something.
Help. Police.
Murder.
happening to him? It looks like he's drowning.
Dive in, save him.
Oh, it's too late. Too late?
He's had it now, the suction's got him.
Augustus, come back!
Where is he?
Watch the pipe.
How long is he going to stay down, Daddy?
He can't swim.
There's no better time to learn.
There's a stork going up the pipe.
Call a plumber.
Stuck in the pipe there, isn't he, Wonka?
It's his stomach that's done that.
What happens now? Oh, the pressure will get him out. Terrific pressure is
building up behind the blockage.
I wonder how long it's going to take him to push through.
The suspense is terrible.
I hope it'll last.
This is terrible.
He'll never get out.
Yes, he will, Charlie. Watch.
Remember you once asked me how a bullet comes out of a gun?
He's done!
He'll be made into marshmallows in five seconds.
Impossible, my dear lady. That's absurd.
Unthinkable. Why?
Because that pipe doesn't go to the marshmallow room. It goes to the fudge
You terrible man.
Take Mrs. Gloop straight to the fudge room, but look sharp, or her little
liable to get poured into the boiler.
You boiled him up. I know it. Real desperandum, dear lady. Across the
lies the promised land.
Goodbye, Mrs. Gloop.
Adieu. Auf Wiedersehen.
Gesundheit. Farewell.
What do you get when you guzzle down sweets?
Eating as much as an elephant eats.
What are you at getting terribly fat?
What do you think will come of that?
I don't like the look of it.
If you're not greedy, you will go far. You will live in
happiness too. Like me.
Hey.
What kind of place you run in here anyhow, Wonka?
What's he talking about?
Wow,
what a boat.
Looks good enough to eat.
That's quite a nice little canoe you've got there, Wonka. All I ask is a tall
ship and a star to sail her by.
All aboard, everybody.
Ladies first, and that means Ruka. If she's a lady, I'm a vermicious knit.
You sure this thing will float, eh, Wonka? With your buoyancy, sir, rest
assured. She's treasurly, but is she seaworthy? Nothing to worry about, my
lady. I take good care of my guests.
Yeah, you took real good care of that August kid over there, that's for sure.
You're going to love this.
Just love it.
beautiful paddle boat. That's what I want. What she wants is a good kick in
pants.
I think I'm gonna be seasick. Here, try one of these. What are they? Rainbow
drops. Suck them and you can spit in seven different colors. Spitting's a
habit. I know a worse one.
What business, Ansel?
No.
I don't know where we're going. I don't know, but I don't like that tunnel up
there. Hey, Wonka, I want off!
Roam the world and home again.
That's the sailor's way.
You're right.
I can't.
Boy, what a great series this would make.
Wonka.
It's just kind of strange.
Yeah, it's strange, Charlie, but it's fun.
Hey, sing it. Which direction we are going There's no knowing where we're
rowing Or which way the river's flowing Is it
raining? Is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a -blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing, so the danger must be growing.
Are the fires of hell a -glowing?
the grizzly reaper mowing?
Yes, the danger must be great.
That's not French.
I can't tell you much more of this.
Now,
remember, no messing about. No touching, no tasting, no telling.
No telling what? You see, all of my most secret inventions are cooking and
simmering in here.
Old Slugworth would give his false teeth to get inside for just five minutes. So
don't touch a thing.
The vending room looks more like a circus bath to me.
Even if Slugworth didn't get in here, he couldn't find anything.
You got a garbage strike going on here, Wonka? Who does your cleaning up?
Shouldn't you be wearing rubber gloves?
You'll have the health inspectors after you, you know that, don't you?
Invention, my dear friend, is 93 % perspiration, 6 % electricity, 4 %
evaporation, and 2 % what are Scots riffles.
That's 105%. Any good?
Time is a precious thing. Never waste it.
He's absolutely bonkers. And that's not bad.
In springtime, the only pretty ringtime bird. Ding, hey,
ding. Ding, ding, sweet lovers love the spring.
I told you not to, silly boy.
Your tea!
That's exploding candy for your enemies.
Great idea, isn't it? Not ready yet, though. Still too weak. Needs more
man.
What's that for?
Gives it a little kick.
Wonka.
What's this got?
What's the gist?
Got something going on this side over here.
Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.
What's the matter?
Too hot, Mr. Wonka?
Too cold. Far too cold.
That's the gourmet cooking for you.
No! Don't! Please!
Forgive me, but no one must look under there.
This is the most secret machine in my entire factory.
This is the one that's really going to sizzle old Slugworth. What's it do?
Would you like to see?
Yeah.
But what's it do?
Can't you see? It makes everlasting God suffer. Did you say everlasting?
Gobstoppers? That's right. For children with very little pocket money. You can
suck them forever.
I want an everlasting gobstopper. Me too.
And me.
Fantastic invention.
Revolutionized the industry.
You can suck them and suck them and suck them and they'll never get any smaller.
Never. At least I don't think they do. A few more tests.
How do you make them?
I'm a trifle deaf in this ear. Speak a little louder next time. Who wants an
everlasting gobstopper? Me.
I can only give them to you if you solemnly swear to keep them for
And never show them to another living soul as long as you all shall live.
Agreed? Agreed.
One for you, and one for you, and one for you.
Yeah, what about Charlie?
And one for Charlie.
Hey, she's got two. I want another one. Stop squabbling, you twit. Everybody has
had one, and one is enough for anybody.
Now come along.
Now over here, if you'll follow me, I have something rather special to show
Well, it's special all right.
I only hope my Veruca doesn't want one.
Isn't she scrumptious? She's my revolutionary non -pollutionary
wonder. Now, button, button, who's got the button?
It's over there.
Here?
What you are witnessing, dear friends, is the most enormous miracle of the
machine age.
The creation of a confectionary giant.
Finito. That's all?
That's all.
Don't you know what this is?
My gum, it's gum.
Wrong. It's the most amazing, fabulous, sensational gum in the whole world.
What's the...
This little piece of gum is a three -course dinner.
Bull. No, roast beef, but I haven't got it quite right yet. I don't care. I
wouldn't do that.
I really wouldn't. So long as it's gum, then that's for me.
Violet, now don't you do anything stupid.
What's it taste like?
It's tomato soup.
It's hot and creamy. I can actually feel it running down my throat.
Stop. Don't. Why doesn't she listen to Mr. Wonka? Because, Charlie, she's a
nitwit.
What's for dessert, baby?
Dessert? Here it comes.
Blueberry pie and cream. It's the most marvelous blueberry pie I've ever
Holy Toledo, what's happening to your face?
Cool it, Dad. Let me finish.
Yeah, but your face is turning blue.
Violet, you're turning violet, Violet. What are you talking about?
I told you I hadn't got it quite right yet. You can say that again. Look what
it's done to my kid.
It always goes wrong when we come to the dessert.
Always.
Violet, what are you doing now?
You're blowing up.
I'm not surprised.
What's happening?
They're blowing up like a balloon. Like a blueberry.
Somebody do something. Call a doctor. Stick her with a pill. She'll pop.
It happens every time. They all become blueberries.
You've really done it this time, haven't you, Wonka? I'll break you for this.
Oh, well, I'll get it right in the air. Help!
Help! We've got to let the air out of her quick.
There's no air in there.
That's juice.
Juice? Would you roll the young lady down to the juicing room at once,
What for?
For squeezing.
She has to be squeezed immediately before she explodes.
Explodes? It's a fairly simple operation.
I've got another puzzle for you.
If you are wise, you'll listen to me.
Gum chewing's fine when it's once in a while.
It stops you from smoking and brightens your smile.
But if repulsed... They're revolting and wrong.
Chewing and chewing all day long.
The way that a cow does.
Boom -pa, loom -pa, loom -pa -dee -da.
Given good manners, you will go far.
You will live in happiness too.
Like the boom -pa, loom -pa, loom -pa -dee -doo.
This walk -off's the last thing I ever do.
I got a blueberry for a daughter.
Where is fancy bread?
In the heart or in the head?
Shall we roll on?
Well, well, well. Two naughty, nasty little children gone.
Three good, sweet little children left.
Hurry, please. Long way to go yet.
Wait a minute. Must show you this.
Lickable wallpaper for nursery walls.
Lick an orange. It tastes like an orange.
Lick a pineapple. It tastes like a pineapple.
Go ahead, try it.
Mmm,
I got a plum.
Grandpa, this banana's fantastic.
It tastes so real.
Try some more. The strawberries taste like strawberries.
The snozzberries taste like snozzberries.
Who's ahead of a snozzberry?
We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.
Come along, come in.
Something very unusual in here.
Bubbles, bubbles everywhere, but not a drop to drink.
Yet. What's it making, Mr. Wonka?
Fizzy lifting drinks.
They fill you with gas, and the gas is so terrifically lifting that it lifts
right off the ground like a balloon.
Oh, isn't it high? Gosh.
But I daren't sell it yet. It's still too powerful.
Oh, no, no, no.
Absolutely not. There'd be children floating around all over the place. Come
along now. Don't hang about.
You're going to be wild about this next room.
Let's take a drink, Charlie. Nobody's watching.
Yeah. A small one won't hurt us.
Whoops.
Not bad.
Well?
Nothing's happening.
You're right, Charlie. I can't understand why... I feel terribly
strange. What do we do now? I don't know, Charlie, but... We're in big
Mr. Walkie isn't going to like this. We can't stay up here all day.
You're right, Charlie, but... I'm going to try and get down.
All right, Charlie, but please be very careful.
I don't think I ought to... Oh.
Oh, this is great.
Hey, try this, Grandpa.
All right, Charlie. Wait for me.
Whee!
Whee!
I'm a shooting star.
I'm a rocket.
Grandpa, this is really great.
Look, I'm a bird.
I feel light as a feather.
Look down, Charlie.
We're really high now.
What's this, Grandpa?
Wonderful job. Wow.
Try it, Grandpa.
Oh, I don't know. Come on, Grandpa.
All right.
Hey, you did it, Grandpa.
Oh, I think I hit an air pocket.
Let's just fly south for the winter. Why not?
I'm a bird!
I'm a plane!
feet on the ground.
Come on, let's get you up to the others.
I know what you're thinking.
They can't be doing what they're doing.
But they are.
They have to.
I haven't met the Oompa Loompa yet who could do it.
These are the geese that lay the golden eggs.
As you can see, they're larger than ordinary geese. As a matter of fact,
quadruple -sized geese which produce octuple -sized eggs.
They're laying overtime right now for Easter. But Easter's over!
They don't know that.
I'm trying to get ahead for next year.
What happens if they drop one of those eggs, Wonka? An omelette fit for a king,
sir.
Are they chocolate eggs?
Golden chocolate eggs. That's a great delicacy.
But I wouldn't get too close.
The geese are very temperamental. That's why we have the egg decatur.
Egg the what?
The egg decatur. The egg decatur can tell the difference between a good egg
a bad egg. If it's a good egg, it's shined up and shipped out all over the
world. But if it's a bad egg, down the ship.
It's an educated egg -dicator.
It's a lot of nonsense.
A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest man.
Hey, Daddy, I want a golden goose.
Here we go again.
All right, sweetheart, all right. Daddy will get you a golden goose as soon as
we get home. No.
How much do you want for the golden goose?
They're not for sale. Name your price.
She can't have one.
Who says I can't? The man with the funny hat. I want one.
I want a golden goose.
Gooses.
Geeses. I want my geese to lay gold eggs for Easter. It will, sweetheart.
At least a hundred a day.
Anything you say. And by the way... What? I want a feast.
You ate before you came to the factory.
I want a bean feast.
What are those?
Cream buns and donuts and... Fruitcake with no nuts, so good you could go nuts.
You're going to have all those things when you get home.
No, now.
I want a ball.
I want a party.
Pink macaroons and a million balloons and performing baboons and give it to
Now.
I want the world.
I want the whole world.
I want to lock it all up.
I want to wear them like braids in my hair, and I don't want to share them!
I want a party with roomfuls of laughter.
Ten thousand tons of ice cream.
And if I don't get the things I...
I want the what? I want the whole what? Presents and prizes and sweets and
surprises of all shapes and sizes. And now, don't care how I want it
now.
Don't care how I want it now.
She was a bad egg.
Where's she gone?
Where all the other bad eggs go? Down the garbage chute.
Oh, the garbage chute.
Where does it lead to?
To the furnace.
To the furnace!
She'll be sitting like a sausage.
Not necessarily. She could be stuck just inside the tube.
Inside the tube.
Hold on! Veruca!
Sweetheart! Daddy's coming!
There's going to be a lot of garbage today.
Ah, Mr. Salt finally got what he wanted.
What's that?
Haruka went first.
Mr. Wonka, they won't really be burned in the furnace, will they?
Hmm. Well, I think that furnace is lit only every other day. So they have a
sporting chant, haven't they?
Oom -pa, loom -pa, doom -pa -dee -doo.
I've got another puzzle for you.
Oom -pa, loom -pa, doom -pa -dee -doo.
If you are wise to listen to me, who do you blame when your kid is a
rat pampered and spoiled like a Siamese cat? Blaming the kid is a lie and a
shame. You know exactly who's to blame.
The mother and the father.
If you're not spoiled, then you will go far.
You will live in happiness too.
Like the oompa loompa loompa dee doo.
I don't understand it. The children are disappearing like rabbits.
Well, we still have each other. Shall we press on?
Mr. Wonga, can't we sit down for a minute? The pace is silly. My dear lady,
transportation has already been arranged.
Behold. the Wonka -mobile.
Thing of beauty is a joy forever.
Place is pleased. The dance is about to begin.
Better grab a seat. The going's fast.
Mr. Wonka, what's that they're filling it up with? Oh, ginger ale, ginger pop,
ginger beer, beer bubbles, bubbly, bubble cola, double cola, double bubble
cola, and all the crazy carbonated stuff that tickles your nose.
Few people realize what tremendous power there is in one of those things.
Sorry I asked.
You think Slothworth would pay extra to know about this?
Just keep your eyes open and your mouth shut.
Everybody set?
Is this going to go fast, Grandpa? It should, Charlie. It's got more gas in it
than a politician.
Now hold on tight. I'm going to really open her up this time and see what she
can do.
Whifter than eagles.
Stronger than life.
walk spelled backwards.
That's it, ladies and gentlemen. The journey is over.
Finest path I've had in 20 years. Let's do it again, Mr. Wonka. You mean as far
as it goes?
Can we have walked?
If the good Lord had intended us to walk, he wouldn't have invented roller
skates. Now, would you all please put these on?
We have to be very careful.
There's dangerous stuff inside.
WonkaVision, my very latest and greatest invention.
Television. It's walking.
Now, I suppose you all know how ordinary television works. You photograph
something... Sure, I do. You photograph something, then the photograph is split
up into millions of tiny pieces, and they go whizzing through the air down to
your TV set where they're all put together again in the right order.
You should open your mouth a little wider when you speak.
So I said to myself, if they can do it with a photograph, why can't I do it
a bar of chocolate?
send this chocolate bar from one end of the room to the other.
It has to be big because whenever you transmit something by television, it
always ends up smaller on the other end.
Goggles on, please.
Lights, camera, action!
You can remove your goggles.
Where's the chocolate?
It's flying over our heads in a million pieces.
Now watch the screen.
Here it comes.
There it is.
Take it. How can you take it? It's just a picture.
All right, you take it.
It's real.
Taste it. It's delicious. It's just gotten smaller, that's all.
It's perfect.
It's unbelievable.
It's a miracle.
It's a TV dinner.
It's WonkaVision. It could change the world.
Mr. Wonka, can you send other things? Not just chocolate, I mean. Anything you
like.
People?
Hmm. I don't really know.
I suppose I could.
Yes, I'm sure I could.
I'm pretty sure I could.
But it might have some messy results.
Look at me. I'm going to be the first person in the world to be sent by
television. Mike, get away from that thing.
Stop. Don't come back.
Mike!
Why's it taking so long? A million pieces take a long time to put together.
where are they?
There's definitely something coming through.
Mike? Well, it's hard to tell, but I... Oh!
The little group is getting smaller by the minute.
Completely unharmed. You call that unharmed?
Wow, that was something.
Can I do it again?
No, there'll be nothing left.
Don't worry about a thing, Mom. I feel fine.
I'm famous. I'm a TV star.
Wait till the kids back home hear about this.
Nobody's gonna hear about this.
Well, you're taking me. I don't want to go in there.
Be quiet.
Well?
Well, fortunately, small boys are extremely bringy and elastic.
so I think we'll put him in my special taffy -pulling machine. That should do
the trick.
To the taffy -pulling room. You'll find the boy in his mother's purse, but be
extremely careful.
Taffy -pulling?
What's he saying?
No, no, I won't hold you responsible.
And now, my dearest lady, it's time to say goodbye.
No, no, don't speak.
For some moments in life, there are no words.
Adieu. Parting is such sweet sorrow.
If
you
are wise, you listen to me.
What? What do you get from a glut of TV?
A pain in the neck and an IQ of three.
Why don't you try simply reading a book?
Or could you just not bear to look?
You'll get no, you'll get no, you'll get no, you'll get no, you'll get no
commercials.
Woompa, loompa, choompa -dee -da.
If you're not greedy, you will go far.
So much to do, so much to do. Invoices, bills, letters.
I must answer that note from the Queen.
Mr. Wonka, what's going to happen to the other kids?
Augustus, Veruca.
My dear boy, I promise you they'll be quite all right. When they leave here,
they'll be completely restored to their normal, terrible old selves.
But maybe they'll be a little bit wiser for the wear.
Anyway, don't worry about them.
Now, what do we do now, Mr. Wonka?
Oh, yes. Well, I hope you enjoyed yourself.
Excuse me for not showing you out. Straight up the stairs. You'll find the
I'm terribly busy. Whole day wasted. Goodbye to you both. Goodbye.
Did we do something wrong?
I don't know, Charlie.
But I'm going to find out.
Mr. Walker? I am extraordinarily busy, sir. I just wanted to ask about the
chocolate.
The lifetime supply of chocolate for Charlie.
When does he get it?
He doesn't.
Why not?
Because he broke the rules.
What rules?
We didn't see any rules, did we, Charlie? Wrong, sir.
Wrong. Under Section 37B of the contract signed by him, it states quite clearly
that all offers shall become null and void if, and you can read it for
in this photostatic copy.
I, the undersigned, shall forfeit all rights, privileges, and licenses,
and hearing contained, et cetera, et cetera.
Fax, mentis, incendium, gloria, calpum, et cetera, et cetera.
Memo, bis, punitur, delicatum.
It's all there, black and white, clear as crystal.
You stole fizzy lifting drinks. You bumped into the ceiling, which now has
washed and sterilized, so you get nothing.
You lose.
Good day, sir.
You're a crook.
You're a cheat and a swindler.
That's what you are. How could you do a thing like this? Build up a little boy's
hopes and then smash all his dreams to pieces.
You're an inhuman monster. I said good day.
Come on, Charlie.
Let's get out of here.
I'll get even with him if it's the last thing I ever do.
Swagworth wants a gobstopper. He'll get one.
Mr. Wonka?
No shine's a good deed in a weary world.
Charlie.
My boy.
You won!
You did it! You did it! I knew you would. I just knew you would. Oh,
Forgive me for putting you through this. Please forgive me. Come in, Mr.
Wilkinson. Charlie, meet Mr.
Wilkinson. Pleasure.
Slugworth. No, no, that's not Slugworth. He works for me.
For you? I had to test you, Charlie, and you passed the test.
You won.
What won?
The jackpot, my dear sir. The grand and glorious jackpot. The chocolate?
The chocolate, yes, the chocolate. But that's just the beginning.
We have to get on. We have to get on. We have so much time and so little to do.
Strike that.
Reverse it. This way, please.
We'll take the wonkivator.
Step in, Charlie.
Grandpa Jones, sir.
This is the great glass wonkivator.
It's an elevator.
It's a wonkavator. An elevator can only go up and down, but the wonkavator can
go sideways and slantways and longways and backways and squareways and
and any other ways that you can think of. It can take you to any room in the
whole factory just by pressing one of these buttons. Any of these buttons.
Just press the button and boom, you're off.
And up until now, I've pressed them all.
Except one.
This one.
Go ahead, Charlie.
Me?
Hold on tight.
I'm not exactly sure what's going to happen.
Faster, faster.
If we don't pick up enough speed, we'll never get through.
Get through what? Aha.
You mean we're going... Up and out. But this room is made of glass. It'll
shatter into thousand pieces.
We'll be cut to ribbons.
Probably.
Mr. Walker, congratulations.
Get up, take a look.
Grandpa, our town looks so pretty from up here. Yeah, look over here, Charlie.
think I see our house.
Wow. It really looks beautiful.
There's my school, Grandpa.
How did you like the chocolate factory, Charlie?
I think it's the most wonderful place in the whole world.
I'm very pleased to hear you say that.
Because I'm giving it to you.
That's all right, isn't it?
You're giving Charlie the... I can't go on forever.
And I don't really want to try.
So who can I trust to run the factory when I leave and take care of the Oompa
Loompas for me? Not a grown -up.
A grown -up would want to do everything his own way, not mine.
That's why I decided a long time ago that I had to find a child.
A very honest, loving child.
To whom I can tell all my most precious candy -making secrets.
And that's why you sent out the golden tickets. That's right. So the factory's
yours, Charlie. You can move in immediately.
And me?
Absolutely.
What happens to the rest... The whole family.
I want you to bring them all.
But, Charlie, don't forget what happened to the man who suddenly got everything
he always wanted.
What happened?
He lived happily ever after.
Thank you.
Thank you.
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