Charlie And The Chocolate Factory Page #2

Augustus...

how did you celebrate?

I eat more candy.

We knew Augustus would...

find the golden ticket.

He eats so many...

candy bars a day...

that it was not

possible for him...

not to find one!

REPORTER 2:

Yes, it is good, Augustus.

REPORTER:
(ON TV) Golden ticket

claimed and four more...

Told you it'd be a porker.

What a repulsive boy.

Only four golden

tickets left.

Now that they've found one,

things will

really get crazy.

Of every shape, size and hue.

REPORTER:
Veruca.

Can you spell that

for us, please?

V-E-R-U-C-A.

Veruca Salt.

As soon as little Veruca

told me she had...

to have one of these

golden tickets...

I started buying

all the Wonka bars

I could lay my hands on.

Thousands of them.

Hundreds of thousands.

I'm in the nut

business, you see.

So I say to my workers:

Morning, ladies.

From now on, you can

stop shelling peanuts...

and start shelling

the wrappers

off these chocolate

bars instead.

(ALARM BEEPS)

(THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING)

MR. SALT:
Three days went by,

and we had no luck.

Oh, it was terrible.

My Veruca got more and...

more upset each day.

Where's my golden ticket?

I want my golden ticket.

Well, gentlemen, I just

hated to see my...

little girl feeling

unhappy like that.

I vowed I would keep

searching until...

I could give her

what she wanted.

MR. SALT:
And finally...

I found her a ticket.

Daddy...

I want another pony.

She's even worse than the fat boy.

I don't think that

was really fair.

She didn't find the

ticket herself.

Don't worry about it, Charlie.

That man spoils

his daughter.

And no good ever comes...

from spoiling a

child like that.

Charlie...

Mum and I thought...

maybe you wanna open...

your birthday present...

tonight.

Here you are.

Maybe I should

wait till morning.

Like hell.

Pop.

All together...

we're 381 years old.

We don't wait.

Now, Charlie,

you mustn't feel too

disappointed...

you know, if you

don't get the...

Whatever happens,

you'll still

have the candy.

Ah, well.

That's that.

We'll share it.

Oh, no, Charlie.

Not your birthday present.

It's my candy bar,

and I'll do what

I want with it.

Thank you, darling.

Thank you, Charlie.

Bless you.

All right, let's see who found it.

"The third ticket was found...

by Miss Violet

Beauregarde."

(VIOLET YELLING)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTING ANGRILLY)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMS)

(VIOLET GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(KIDS SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

These are just some...

of the 263...

trophies and medals...

my Violet has won.

I'm a gum chewer mostly.

but when I heard about

these ticket things...

I laid off the gum...

switched to candy bars.

She's just a driven

young woman.

I don't know where

she gets it.

I'm the Junior World

Champion Gum Chewer.

This piece of gum.

I'm chewing right

at this moment...

I've been working on for...

three months solid.

That's a record.

Of course, I did have...

my share of trophies,

mostly baton.

So it says that one

kid's gonna get this...

special prize.

Better than all the rest.

VIOLET:
I don't care who

those other four are.

That kid, it's gonna be me.

Tell them why, Violet.

VIOLET:
Because

I'm a winner.

What a beastly girl.

Despicable.

You don't know

what we're talking about.

Dragonflies?

REPORTER:
But wait,

this is just in.

The fourth golden ticket...

has been found...

by a boy called...

Mike Teavee.

(GUNSHOTS FIRING FAINTLY)

(GUN FIRING LOUDLY)

(CAMERAS CLICKING

INDISTINCTLY)

All you had to do was...

track the manufacturing

dates...

offset by weather and the...

derivative of the

Nikkei lndex.

A retard could

figure it out.

Most of the time I don't know...

what he's talking about.

You know, kids these days...

what with all

the technology.

(GRUNTING)

Die! Die! Die!

Doesn't seem like they...

stay kids very long.

(GUNS FIRING)

In the end...

I only had to buy

one candy bar.

And how did it taste?

I don't know.

I hate chocolate.

Well, It's a good thing

you're going to a...

chocolate factory!

You ungrateful little...

(MUFFLED DIALOGUE)

REPORTER:
That question is...

who will be the winner...

of the last gold...?

Dad?

Yes, Charlie?

Why aren't you at work?

Oh, well...

the toothpaste

factory thought...

they'd give me a

bit of time off.

Like summer vacation?

Sure.

Something like that.

NARRATOR:
In fact...

it wasn't like a

vacation at all.

The upswing in candy sales...

had led to a rise

in cavities...

which led to a rise...

in toothpaste sales.

With the extra money,

the factory had decided

to modernize...

eliminating Mr. Bucket's job.

We were barely making

ends meet as it was.

You'll find another job.

Until then, I'll just...

Well, I'll just thin down

the soup a little more.

Don't worry, Mr. Bucket,

our luck will change.

I know it.

GRANDPA JOE:

(WHISPERS) Charlie.

My secret hoard.

You and I...

are going to have

one more fling...

at finding...

that last ticket.

Are you sure you

want to spend...

your money on

that, Grandpa?

Of course I'm sure.

Here.

Run down to the nearest store...

and buy the first...

Wonka candy bar you see.

Bring it straight back...

and we'll open it together.

Such a good boy, really.

Such a good...

CHARLIE:
Grandpa?

(GASPS)

You fell asleep.

Have you got it?

Which end should...

we open first?

Just do it quick...

like a Band-Aid.

Did you see that some

kid in Russia...

found the last

golden ticket?

Yes, it was in the

paper this morning.

MAN:
Good boy.

Come on, George.

Good boy.

One Wonka

Whipple-Scrumptious...

Fudgemallow

Delight, please.

Okay.

Here you go.

The nerve of some people.

I know.

Forging a ticket. Come on.

(MAN CHUCKLING)

It's a golden ticket.

You found Wonka's...

last golden ticket!

In my shop too!

Listen.

I'll buy it from you.

I'll give you $50

and a new bicycle.

Are you crazy?

I'd give him $500...

for that ticket.

You wanna sell

me your ticket

for $500, young man?

That's enough of that!

Leave the kid alone!

Listen.

Don't let anyone have it.

Take it straight home...

you understand?

Thank you.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

CHARLIE:
Mom! Dad!

I found it!

The last golden ticket!

It's mine!

Yippee!

(HUMMING)

Here.

Read it aloud.

Let's hear exactly

what it says.

"Greetings to you...

the lucky finder of

this golden ticket...

from Mr. Willy Wonka."

"I shake you warmly

by the hand.

For now, I invite you...

to come to my factory..."

"and be my guest...

for one whole day."

VIOLET:
"I, Willy

Wonka, will conduct you...

around the factory

myself..."

"showing you everything

there is to see."

AUGUSTUS:
"Afterwards,

when it is time

to leave..."

"you will be escorted home...

by a procession of

large trucks..."

"each one filled

with all the...

chocolate you

could ever eat."

VERUCA:
"And remember,

one of you lucky

five children...

will receive an

extra prize..."

"beyond your wildest

imagination."

"Now, here are your

instructions."

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