Script

SIDE 1

(WONKA enters with the candy cart. A harsh wind blows.)

 

 

More than two weeks have passed and the fifth and final ticket still refused to show up. The Great City is blanketed with bitter, freezing snow.

(CHARLIE enters wearing no coat or scarf. Lights shift to the street scene.)

 

 

 

 

Charlie, Charlie! Where's your coat?

 

 

 

 

I haven't got a coat.

 

 

 

 

Here, take my scarf; you'll freeze to death.

 

 

 

 

Thanks.

 

 

 

 

Oh, Charlie, would you grab that last case of Nut Crunchies for me? Don't want 'em to freeze&

 

 

 

 

Sure.

(CHARLIE spots a coin.)

I think you dropped this coin.

 

 

 

 

What's this? It's not mine. Take it home to your folks.

 

 

 

 

You think I should? Maybe I should put up a notice&

 

 

 

 

Ah, that coin's probably been buried in the snow for weeks. Take it, Charlie. And take this for being such a good kid.

(The CANDY MAN gives CHARLIE a Wonka bar.)

 

 

 

 

SIDE 2

 

 

I don't understand&
 

This was a test of character, Charlie. I carefully selected rooms that would tempt each of our Golden Ticket winners. You, Charlie, did something quite remarkable. You gave in to temptation, you were smart enough not to get caught and yet you admitted your guilt.
 

But the other kids
 

They'll be fine and they'll each receive the booby prize a lifetime supply of chocolate.
 

That's the booby prize? What's the real prize?
 

Charlie, do you love my factory?
 

It's the most wonderful place in the whole world!
 

I'm pleased to hear you say that, Charlie, because from this moment on, it's yours!
 

What do you mean?
 

I'm giving you my factory, Charlie. I need an heir, and that person is you!
 

You want me to run this entire factory? What about my Mom and Dad and Grandpa Joe and
 

The entire family can live here
 

I'd love to I'd positively love to!

(WONKA and CHARLIE hug. WONKA gestures for CHARLIE'S Golden Ticket to light.)