Charlie And The Chocolate Factory Page #8

Ask who?

My father?

(CHUCKLES)

No way.

At least, not by myself.

You want me to go with you?

Hey!

Hey, what a good idea!

Yeah!

And you know what?

I've got transport-(GROANS)

(DOGS BARKING FAINTLY)

I have to be more careful...

where I park this thing.

(LAUGHS)

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

(THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING)

I think we've got

the wrong house.

(BUZZER RINGS)

Do you have an appointment?

No. But he's overdue.

Open.

Now.

Let's see what

the damage is...

shall we?

Heavens.

I haven't seen bicuspids...

like these since...

Since...

Willy?

Hi, Dad.

All these years...

and you haven't flossed.

Not once.

NARRATOR:
It was on this day...

that Willy Wonka...

repeated his offer

to Charlie...

who accepted

on one condition.

Sorry we're late.

We were brainstorming.

Thought I heard thunder.

You staying for

dinner, Willy?

Yes, please.

I'll shuffle the plates.

You smell like peanuts.

I love peanuts.

Oh, thank you.

You smell like...

old people and soap.

I like it.

(LAUGHING)

Elbows off the table, Charlie.

How do you feel about

little raspberry kites?

With licorice instead of string.

Boys, no business at

the dinner table.

Sorry, Mom.

I think you're on to

something, though, Charlie.

NARRATOR:
In the end...

Charlie Bucket...

won a chocolate factory.

But Willy Wonka...

got something even better:

A family.

And one thing was...

absolutely certain...

Life had never

been sweeter.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

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