Charlie And The Chocolate Factory

(MUSIC PLAYING)

NARRATOR:
This

is a story of...

an ordinary little boy...

named Charlie Bucket.

He was not faster

or stronger

or more clever...

than other children.

His family was not rich...

or powerful or

well-connected.

In fact...

they barely had

enough to eat.

Charlie Bucket was the...

luckiest boy in

the entire world.

He just didn't know it yet.

Evening, Buckets.

Evening.

CHARLIE:
Hi, Dad.

Soup's almost ready, darling.

Don't suppose

there's anything...

extra to put in, love.

Oh, well.

Nothing goes better with

cabbage than cabbage.

Charlie...

I found something I

think you'll like.

NARRATOR:
Charlie's

father worked...

at the local

toothpaste factory.

The hours were long...

and the pay was terrible...

yet occasionally, there...

were unexpected surprises.

It's exactly what I need!

What is it, Charlie?

Dad found it.

just the piece I needed.

What piece was it?

A head for Willy Wonka.

Well, how wonderful.

It's quite a likeness.

CHARLIE:
You think so?

Think so?

I know so.

I saw Willy Wonka...

with my own two eyes.

I used to work for

him, you know.

You did?

I did.

He did.

He did.

I love grapes.

Of course, I was a much...

younger man in those days.

GRANDPA JOE:
Willy

Wonka began with...

a single store...

on Cherry Street.

But the whole world...

wanted his candy.

Mr. Wonka.

Yeah?

We need more Wonka bars...

and we're out of

chocolate birds.

Birds?

Birds.

Well, then...

we'll need to

make some more.

Here.

Now open.

(TWEETS)

(LAUGHS)

The man was a genius.

Did you know he

invented a new...

way of making chocolate

ice cream...

so that it stays cold for...

hours without a freezer?

You can even leave

it lying in...

the sun on a hot day...

and it won't go runny.

But that's impossible.

But Willy Wonka did it.

(GATES OPENING LOUDLY)

GRANDPA JOE:
Before long...

he decided to build...

a proper chocolate factory.

The largest chocolate...

factory in history.

Fifty times as...

big as any other.

Grandpa, don't

make it gross.

Tell him about the

lndian prince.

He'd like to

hear about that.

You mean, Prince Pondicherry?

Well...

Prince Pondicherry wrote...

a letter to Mr. Wonka...

and asked him to come...

all the way out to India...

and build him a

colossal palace...

entirely out of chocolate.

(LAUGHS)

WONKA:
It will have 100 rooms...

and everything will

be made by of...

dark or light chocolate.

GRANDPA JOE:
True

to his word...

the bricks were

chocolate...

and the cement holding...

them together

was chocolate.

All the walls...

and ceilings were made...

of chocolate as well.

So were the carpets...

and the pictures...

and the furniture.

It is perfect...

in every way.

Yeah, but it

won't last long.

You better start

eating right now.

Oh, nonsense.

I will not eat my palace.

I intend to live in it.

But Mr. Wonka...

was right, of course.

Soon after this...

there came a very hot day...

with a boiling sun.

Mmm.

(LAUGHS)

(YELLS)

Oh!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

The prince sent an...

urgent telegram requesting...

a new palace.

But Willy Wonka was facing...

problems of his own.

All the other

chocolate makers,

you see, had grown...

jealous of Mr. Wonka.

They began sending...

in spies to steal...

his secret recipes.

Fickelgruber started making...

an ice cream that...

would never melt.

Prodnose came out...

with a chewing gum...

that never lost its flavor.

Then Slugworth began...

making candy balloons...

that you could blow up...

to incredible sizes.

(EXCLAIMS)

The thievery got so bad...

that one day, without warning...

Mr. Wonka told every single...

one of his workers...

to go home.

He announced...

that he was closing his...

chocolate factory forever.

WONKA:
I'm closing my...

chocolate factory...

forever.

I'm sorry.

(GATES CLOSING)

(DOOR THUDS)

But it didn't

close forever.

It's open right now.

Ah, yes, sometimes

when grownups say...

"forever," they mean...

"a very long time."

Such as, "I feel

like I've eaten...

nothing but cabbage

soup forever."

Now, Pops.

The factory did

close, Charlie.

And it seemed

like it was...

going to be closed forever.

Then one day...

we saw smoke rising...

from the chimneys.

The factory was...

back in business.

Did you get your job back?

No.

No one did.

But there must be

people working there.

Think about it, Charlie.

Have you ever seen

a single person...

going into that factory...

or coming out of it?

No.

The gates are

always closed.

Exactly.

But then, who's

running the machines?

Nobody knows, Charlie.

It certainly is a mystery.

Hasn't someone asked Mr.

Wonka?

Nobody sees him anymore.

He never comes out.

The only thing

that comes out...

of that place...

is the candy...

already packed...

and addressed.

I'd give anything

in the world

just to go in one

more time...

and see what's

become of that...

amazing factory.

Well, you won't...

because you can't.

No one can.

It's a mystery, and...

it will always

be a mystery.

That little factory

of yours...

Charlie, is as close as any

of us is ever going to get.

Come on, Charlie.

I think it's

time we let your...

grandparents get

some sleep.

Good night, Grandpa George.

Night, Charlie.

Night-night.

MRS. BUCKET:
Chair.

Thank you, dear.

Night, Grandpa Joe.

Good night,

Grandma Georgina.

Nothing's impossible,

Charlie.

Good night.

ALL:
Night, Charlie.

Sleep well.

NARRATOR:

Indeed, that very night...

the impossible had

already been...

set in motion.

WONKA'S VOICE:
Dear

people of the world...

l, Willy Wonka...

have decided to allow...

five children to visit...

my factory this year.

In addition...

one of these

children shall...

receive a special prize...

beyond anything...

you could ever imagine.

Five golden tickets

have been hidden...

underneath the ordinary

wrapping paper...

of five ordinary

Wonka bars.

The candy bars may

be anywhere...

in any shop, in any street,

in any town, in any country...

in the world.

(BUZZING)

(CHILDREN YELLING

INDISTINCTLY)

(MEN CLAMORING INDISTINCTLY)

(CLUCKS)

(SHEEP BLEATING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(WOMEN CLAMORING

INDISTINCTLY)

Wouldn't it be

something, Charlie,

to open a bar of candy...

and find a golden

ticket inside?

I know.

but I only get

one bar a year...

for my birthday.

Well, it's your birthday next week.

You have as much chance...

as anybody does.

Balderdash.

The kids who are going to

find the golden tickets...

are the ones who

can afford...

to buy candy

bars every day.

Our Charlie gets

only one a year.

He doesn't have a chance.

Everyone has a

chance, Charlie.

Mark my words...

the kid who finds

the first ticket...

will be fat,

fat, fat.

REPORTER 1:
Augustus. This way.

(CAMERA CLICKING

INDISTINCTLY)

I am eating the

Wonka bar...

and I taste something...

that is not chocolate...

or coconut...

or walnut...

or peanut butter...

or nougat...

or butter brittle...

or caramel...

or sprinkles.

So I look and...

I find the golden ticket!

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