Charlie And The Chocolate Factory Page #3

MIKE:
"On the 1st

of February...

you must come...

to the factory gates

at 10 a.m. sharp."

"You're allowed to

bring one member...

of your family to

look after you."

"Until then,

Willy Wonka."

The 1st of February.

But that's tomorrow.

Then there's not a

moment to lose.

Wash your face...

comb your hair,

scrub your hands...

brush your teeth,

blow your nose.

And get that mud

off your pants.

MRS. BUCKET:
We must all

try and keep very calm.

First thing that we

have to decide is this.

Who is going with

Charlie to the factory?

I will.

I'll take him.

You leave it to me.

How about you, dear?

Don't you think

you ought to go?

Well...

Grandpa Joe seems

to know...

more about it than

we do, and...

Provided, of course,

he feels well enough.

Yippee!

No.

We're not going.

A woman offered me $500...

for the ticket.

I bet someone else

would pay more.

We need the money more

than we need the chocolate.

GEORGE:
Young man...

come here.

There's plenty of money out there.

They print more every day.

But this ticket...

there's only

five of them...

in the whole world...

and that's all

there's ever going to be.

Only a dummy would

give this up...

for something as

common as money.

Are you a dummy?

No, sir.

Then get that mud

off your pants.

You've got a

factory to go to.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Daddy, I want to go in.

It's 9:
59, sweetheart.

Make time go faster.

Do you think Mr. Wonka

will recognize you?

Hard to say.

It's been years.

Eyes on the prize, Violet.

Eyes on the prize.

(GATES CREAKING RAPIDLY)

WONKA:
(ON SPEAKER)

Please enter.

Come...

forward.

Close the gates.

(GATES CREAKING RAPIDLY)

(GATES CLOSING LOUDLY)

Dear visitors...

it is my great pleasure...

to welcome you to...

my humble factory.

And who am I?

Well...

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(PUPPETS LAUGHING

EXCITEDLY)

PUPPETS:
(SINGING)

Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka.

The amazing chocolatier

Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka.

Everybody give a cheer!

Hooray!

He's modest, clever

and so smart.

He barely can restrain it.

With so much generosity.

There is no way

to contain it!

To contain it To contain,

to contain, to contain!

Hooray!

Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka.

He's the one that

you're about to meet

Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka.

He's the genius who

just can't be beat.

The magician and

the chocolate wiz.

The best darn guy

who ever lived

Willy Wonka, here he is!

(PUPPLETS GROANING

INDISTINCTLY)

PUPPETS:
(GROANING)

The amazing chocolatier.

(WONKA LAUGHING EXCITEDLY)

Wasn't that just

magnificent?

I was worried it was

getting dodgy in the

middle part, but

then that finale...

(LAUGHING) Wow!

Who are you?

He's Willy Wonka.

Really?

"Good morning, starshine."

"The Earth says hello."

"Dear guests...

greetings."

"Welcome to the factory.

I shake you warmly

by the hand."

"My name is Willy Wonka."

Then shouldn't

you be up there?

I couldn't very well

watch the show...

from up there, now,

could I, little girl?

Mr. Wonka.

I don't know if

you'll remember me...

but I used to work...

here in the factory.

Were you one of

those despicable

spies who tried to steal...

my life's work and

sell it to parasitic,

copycat, candy-making cads?

No, sir.

Then wonderful. Welcome back.

Let's get a move on, kids.

AUGUSTUS:
Don't you

want to know our names?

Can't imagine how it would matter.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Come quickly.

Far too much to see.

WONKA:
Just drop

your coats anywhere.

(COUGHING)

Mr. Wonka?

Sure is toasty in here.

What?!

Oh yeah, I have to

keep it warm in here.

My workers are

used to an...

extremely hot climate.

They just can't

stand the cold.

Who are the workers?

All in good time. Now...

(GASPS)

Mr. Wonka, I'm Violet Beauregarde.

Oh.

I don't care.

Well, you should care.

Because I'm gonna win...

the special prize

at the end.

Well, you do

seem confident,

and confidence is key.

I'm Veruca Salt.

It's very nice to

meet you, sir.

I always thought

a verruca...

was a type of

wart you got...

on the bottom of your foot.

(LAUGHS)

I am Augustus Gloop.

I love your chocolate.

I can see that.

So do I.

I never expected to have...

so much in common.

You.

You're Mike Teavee.

WONKA:
You're the little devil

who cracked the system.

And you.

Well, you're just lucky

to be here, aren't you?

And the rest of you

must be their...

(MUMBLING)

Parents.

Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

Moms and dads.

Dad?

Papa?

Okay, then.

Let's move along.

Is it just me or

does Wonka...

seem a few quarters

short of a buck?

I'm sorry, I don't

speak American.

Would you like

some chocolate?

Sure.

Then you should've

brought some.

Let's be friends.

Best friends.

An important room, this.

After all, it is a

chocolate factory.

Then why is the

door so small?

That's to keep

all the great...

big chocolatey

flavor inside.

(LAUGHS)

Now...

do be careful, my

dear children.

Don't lose your heads.

Don't get overexcited.

WONKA:
Just keep...

very calm.

It's beautiful.

What?

Oh, yeah, it's very beautiful.

Every drop of the river...

is hot, melted chocolate...

of the finest quality.

The waterfall is most important.

Mixes the chocolate.

Churns it up.

Makes it light and frothy.

And, by the way...

no other factory

in the world...

mixes its chocolate...

by waterfall, my

dear children.

And you can take

that to the bank.

WONKA:
People.

Those pipes...

suck up the chocolate...

and carry it away...

all over the factory.

Thousands of

gallons an hour.

Yeah.

And do you like my meadow?

Try some of my grass.

Please have a blade.

Please do.

It's so delectable and...

so darn good-looking.

You can eat the grass?

Of course you can.

Everything...

in this room is eatable.

Even I'm eatable.

But that is called...

cannibalism, my

dear children...

and is, in fact,

frowned upon...

in most societies.

Yeah.

Enjoy.

Go on.

Scoot, scoot.

(GRUNTING RAPIDLY)

(YELLING)

Son.

(GROWLS)

Please.

Dad...

he said, "Enjoy."

(GRUNTS ANGRILLY)

Why hold on to it?

Why not start a new piece?

Because then I wouldn't

be a champion.

I'd be a loser, like you.

(CRUNCHES)

(SPITS)

Daddy, look over there.

VERUCA:
What is it?

It's a little person.

VERUCA:
Over there,

by the waterfall.

There's two of them.

There's more than two.

Where do they come from?

Who are they?

Are they real people?

Of course they're

real people.

They're Oompa-Loompas.

MR. SALT:
Oompa-Loompas?

Imported, direct

from Loompaland.

MR. TEEVEE:
There's

no such place.

What?

Mr. Wonka, I teach

high-school...

geography, and I'm

here to tell you...

Well, then you'll

know all about it...

and, oh, what a

terrible country it is.

WONKA:
The whole

place is nothing...

but thick jungles...

infested by the

most dangerous...

beasts in the entire world.

Hornswogglers and

snozzwangers...

and those terrible,

wicked whangdoodles.

(BUZZING RAPIDLY)

(INSECT SCREAMS)

I went to Loompaland

looking for...

exotic new flavors

for candy.

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