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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.

Mr Bucket

Evening, Buckets.

Grandpa Joe

Evening.

Charlie

Hi, Dad.

Mrs Bucket

Soup’s almost ready, darling. Er, don’t suppose there’s anything extra to put in, love. Oh well. Nothing goes better with cabbage than cabbage.

Mr Bucket

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.

Charlie

It’s exactly what I need.

Grandpa Joe

What is it, Charlie?

Charlie

Dad found it, just the piece I needed.

Grandpa Joe

What piece was it?

Charlie

A head for Willy Wonka.

Grandma Josephine

Well, how wonderful.

Grandpa Joe

It’s quite a likeness.

Charlie

You think so?

Grandpa Joe

Think so? I know so. I saw Willy Wonka with my own two eyes. I used to work for him, you know.

Charlie

You did?

Grandpa Joe

I did?

Grandma Josephine

He did.

Grandpa George

He did.

Grandma Georgina

I love grapes.

Grandpa Joe

Of course, I was a much younger man in those days. Willy Wonka began with a single store on Cherry Street. But the whole world wanted his candy.
Mr Wonka.

Willy Wonka

Yeah?

Grandpa Joe

We need more Wonka bars and we’re out of chocolate birds.

Willy Wonka

Birds? Birds. Well then, we’ll need to make some more. Here. Now open.

Grandpa Joe

The man was a genius. Did you know, he invented a new way of making chocolate ice cream, so that it stays cols for hours without a freezer?
You can even leave it lying in the sun on a hot day, and it won’t go runny.

Charlie

But that’s impossible.

Grandpa Joe

But Willy Wonka did it. Before long, he decided to build a proper chocolate factory. The largest chocolate factory in history.
Fifty times as big as any other.

Charlie

Grandpa, don’t make it gross.

Grandma Josephine

Tell him about the Indian prince. He’d like to hear about that.

Grandpa Joe

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.

Willy Wonka

It will have one hundred rooms, and everything will be made of either 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.

Prince Pondicherry

It is perfect in every way.

Willy Wonka

Yeah, but it won’t last long. You better start eating right now.

Prince Pondicherry

Oh, nonsense. I will not eat my palace. I intend to live in it.

Grandpa Joe

But Mr Wonka was right, of course. Soon after this, there came a very hot day with a boiling sun. the prince sent and 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. Ficklegruber started making an ice cream that would never melt. Prodnose came out with a
chewing gum that never lost its flavour. Then Slugworth began making candy balloons that you could blow up to incredible sizes.
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 for ever.

Willy Wonka

I’m closing my chocolate factory. . . for ever. I’m sorry.

Charlie

But it didn’t close for ever. It’s open right now.

Mrs Bucket

Ah, yes. Well, sometimes when grown-ups say ‘for ever’, they mean ‘a very long time’.

Grandpa George

Such as, ‘I feel like I’ve eaten nothing but cabbage soup for ever’.

Mr Bucket

Now, Pops.

Grandma Josephine

The factory did close, Charlie.

Grandpa Joe

And it seemed like it was going to be closed for ever. Then one day we saw smoke rising from the chimneys. The factory was back in business.

Charlie

Did you get your job back?

Grandpa Joe

No. No one did.

Charlie

But there must be people working there.

Grandma Josephine

Think about it, Charlie. Have you ever seen a single person going into that factory, or coming out of it?

Charlie

No. The gates are always closed.

Grandpa Joe

Exactly.

Charlie

But then, who’s running the machines?

Mrs Bucket

Nobody knows, Charlie.

Mr Bucket

It certainly is a mystery.

Charlie

Hasn’t someone asked Mr Wonka?

Grandpa Joe

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.

Grandpa George

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.

Mrs Bucket

Come on, Charlie. I think it’s time we let your grandparents get some sleep.

Charlie

Good night, Grandpa George.

Grandpa George

Night, Charlie.

Charlie

Night-night.

Grandma Josephine

Night-night.

Mrs Bucket

Chair.

Mr Bucket

Thank you, dear.

Charlie

Night, Grandpa Joe. Good night, Grandma Georgina.

Grandma Georgina

Nothing’s impossible, Charlie.

Charlie

Good night.

All

Night, Charlie.

Mrs Bucket

Sleep well.

Narrator

Indeed, that very night, the impossible had already been set in motion.

Willy Wonka (voice)

Dear people of the world. . . I, 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.

Newscaster

Five golden tickets have been hidden under the ordinary wrapping paper of five ordinary Wonka bars. These five candy bars may be anywhere. . . in any
shop, in any street, in any town, in any country in the world.

Grandpa Joe

Wouldn’t it be something, Charlie, to open a bar of candy and find a golden ticket inside?

Charlie

I know, but I only get one bar a year, for my birthday.

Mrs Bucket

Well, it’s your birthday next week.

Grandma Josephine

You have as much chance as anybody does.

Grandpa George

Balderdash. The kids who’re 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.

Grandma Josephine

Everyone has a chance, Charlie.

Grandpa George

Mark my words, the kid who finds the first ticket will be fat, fat, fat.

Press Man

Augustus.

Press Woman

This way.

Augustus

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.

Press Man

Augustus, how did you celebrate?

Augustus

I eat more candy.

Mrs Gloop

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.

Press Man

Yes, it is good, Augustus. Zehr gut.

Voice on Television

. . .golden ticket claimed and only four more. . .

Grandpa George

Told you it’d be a porker.

Grandma Josephine

What a repulsive boy.

Charlie

Only four golden tickets left.

Grandpa Joe

Now that they’ve found one, things will get really crazy.

Voice on Television

. . .of every shape, size and hue.

Press Man

Veruca. Can you spell that for us, please?

Veruca

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

Mr Salt

Soon as my little Veruca told me she had to have one of these golden tickets, I started buying up 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.” Three days went by and we had no luck. Oh, it was terrible.
My little Veruca got more and more upset each day.

Veruca

Where’s my golden ticket? I want my golden ticket!

Mr Salt

Well, gentlemen, I just hated to see my little girl feeling unhappy like that. I vowed I would keep up the search until I could give her what
she wanted. And finally, I found her a ticket.

Veruca

Daddy, I want another pony.

Grandpa George

She’s even worse than the fat boy.

Charlie

I don’t think that was really fair. She didn’t find the ticket herself.

Grandpa Joe

Don’t worry about it, Charlie. That man spoils his daughter. And no good ever comes from spoiling a child like that.

Mr Bucket

Charlie, your Mum and I thought. . . maybe you wanna open your birthday present tonight.

Mrs Bucket

Here you are.

Charlie

Maybe I should wait till morning.

Grandpa George

Like hell.

Mr Bucket

Pop.

Grandpa Joe

All together, we’re three hundred and eighty-one years old. We don’t wait.

Mrs Bucket

Now, Charlie, you mustn’t feel too disappointed, you know, if you don’t get the. . .

Mr Bucket

Whatever happens, you’ll still have the candy.

Grandpa Joe

Ah, well. That’s that.

Charlie

We’ll share it.

Grandpa Joe

Oh, no, Charlie. Not your birthday present.

Charlie

It’s my candy bar, and I’ll do what I want with it.

Mrs Bucket

Thank you, darling.

Mr Bucket

Thank you, Charlie.

Grandma Josephine

Bless you.

Grandpa Joe

All right, let’s see who found it.

Mr Bucket

The third ticket was found by Miss Violet Beauregarde.

Mrs Beauregarde

These are just some of the two hundred and sixty-three trophies and medals my Violet has won.

Violet

I’m a gum chewer, mostly, but when I heard about these ticket things I laid off the gum, switched to candy bars.

Mrs Beauregarde

She’s just a driven young woman. I don’t know where she gets it.

Violet

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.

Mrs Beauregarde

Of course, I did have my share of trophies, mostly baton.

Violet

So it says that one kid’s gonna get this special prize, better than all the rest. I don’t care who those other four are. That kid, it’s gonna be me.

Mrs Beauregarde

Tell them why, Violet.

Violet (on TV)

Because I’m a winner.

Grandma Josephine

What a beastly girl.

Grandma Georgina

Despicable.

Grandpa George

You don’t know what we’re talking about.

Grandma Georgina

Dragonflies?

Man on TV

But wait, this is just in. The fourth golden ticket has been found by a boy called Mike Teavee.

Mike

All you had to do was track the manufacturing dates, offset by the weather and the derivative of the Nikkei Index. A retard could figure it out.

Mr Teavee

Most of the time I don’t know what he’s talking about. You know, kids these days, what with all the technology. . .

Mike

Die! Die! Die!

Mr Teavee

Doesn’t seem like they stay kids very long.

Mike

In the end, I only had to buy one candy bar.

Press Man

And how did it taste?

Mike

I don’t know. I hate chocolate.

Grandpa George

Well, it’s a good thing you’re going to a chocolate factory, you ungrateful little. . .

Man on TV

That question is, who will be the winner of the last gold. . .

Charlie

Dad?

Mr Bucket

Yes, Charlie?

Charlie

Why aren’t you at work?

Mr Bucket

Oh, well, er, the toothpaste factory thought they’d give me a bit of time off.

Charlie

Like summer vacation?

Mr Bucket

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 modernise, eliminating Mr Bucket’s job.

Mr Bucket

We were barely making ends meet as it was.

Mrs Bucket

You’ll find another job. Until then, I’ll just, um. . . 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

Charlie. My secret hoard. You and I, are going to have one more fling. . . at finding that last ticket.

Charlie

Are you sure you want to spend your money on that, Grandpa?

Grandpa Joe

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. Ah, such a good. . .

Charlie

Grandpa? You fell asleep.

Grandpa Joe

Have you got it? Which end should we open first?