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?

Charlie

Just do it quick, like a band-aid.

Man 1

Did you see that some kid in Russia found the last golden ticket?

Man 2

Yes, it was in the paper this morning.

Man 1

Good boy. Come on George. Good boy.

Charlie

One Wonka Whipple-Scrumptious Fudgemallow Delight, please.

Shopkeeper

Okay. Here.

Woman 1

The nerve of some people.

Shopkeeper

I know. Forging a ticket. Come on. It’s a golden ticket. You found Wonka’s last golden ticket. In my shop too!

Man

Listen. I’ll buy it from you. I’ll give you fifty dollars, and a new bicycle.

Woman 2

Are you crazy? I’d give him five-hundred dollars for that ticket. You wanna sell me your ticket for five-hundred dollars, young man?

Shopkeeper

That’s enough of that. Leave the kid alone. Listen, don’t let anyone have it. Take it straight home. You understand?

Charlie

Thank you. Mom! Dad! I found it! The last golden ticket! It’s mine!

Grandpa Joe

Yippee! Here. Read it aloud. Let’s hear exactly what it says.

Mr Bucket

‘Greetings to you, the lucky finder of this golden ticket, from Mr Willy Wonka. I shake you warmly by the hand. For now, I do 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 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.’

Mike

‘On the first of February, you must come to the factory gates at ten a.m. sharp. You’re allowed to bring one member of your family to look after you.
Until then, Willy Wonka.’

Mrs Bucket

The first of February. But that’s tomorrow.

Grandpa Joe

Then there’s not a moment to lose. Wash your face, comb your hair, scrub your hands, brush your teeth, blow your nose.

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