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[Wonka walks down the hall which gets shorter as it goes on in the skewed perspective room
] Charlie Bucket
: Hey, the room is getting smaller. Mrs. Teevee
: No, it's not. *He's* getting *bigger*! Mr. Salt
: He's at it again! Mike Teevee
: Where's the chocolate? Sam Beauregarde
: I doubt if there is any. Mr. Salt
: I doubt if any of us will get out of here alive. Willy Wonka
: Oh, you should never, never doubt what nobody is sure about. Mrs. Gloop
: You're not squeezing me through that tiny door! Mr. Salt
: You're off your bleeding nut, Wonka. No one can get through there!
: [Augustus is now sucked into the suction pipe which takes him to the vertical pipe
] He can't swim. Willy Wonka
: There's no better time to learn.
: Don't just stand there, do something! Willy Wonka
] Help. Police, Murder.
: Help, Mr. Wonka, help! I'm getting squashed. Save me! Willy Wonka
: Is it my soul that calls upon my name?
: You boiled him up, I know it. Willy Wonka
: Nil desperandum, my dear lady. Across the desert lies the promised land.
[Mrs. Gloop is led away to the fudge room
] Willy Wonka
: Goodbye, Mrs. Gloop. Adieu. Aufwiedersehen. Gesundheit. Farewell.
: What a disgusting, dirty river! Mr. Salt
: Industrial waste, that. You've ruined your watershed Wonka: it's polluted. Willy Wonka
: It's chocolate. Veruca Salt
: That's chocolate? Charlie Bucket
: That's chocolate!
: He's gone! He'll be made into marshmallows in five seconds. Willy Wonka
: Impossible, my dear lady! That's absurd! Unthinkable! Mrs. Gloop
: Why? Willy Wonka
: Because that pipe doesn't go to the marshmallow room, it goes to the fudge room! Mrs. Gloop
: You terrible man!
: Where is my son? Where does that pipe go to? Willy Wonka
: That pipe, it just so happens to lead directly to the room where I make the most delicious kind of strawberry-flavoured chocolate-coated fudge. Mrs. Gloop
: Then he will be made into strawberry-flavoured chocolate-coated fudge? They'll be selling him by the pound all over the world? Willy Wonka
: No, I wouldn't allow it. The taste would be terrible. Can you imagine Augustus-flavoured chocolate-coated Gloop? Ew. No one would buy it.
: [Augustus is drinking the chocolate
] Augustus, my child! That is not a good thing you do!
: [while leaving the chocolate factory. Augustus is covered in chocolate
] Augustus, please don't eat your fingers! Augustus Gloop
: [licks his fingers
] But I taste so good!
: [as she sees Augustus Gloop drinking the chocolate river
] Augustus, My child. That is not the right thing to do! Willy Wonka
: HEY! Little Boy, My chocolate must be untouched by human hands! Mrs. Gloop
: [as Augustus falls into the river
] He will drown, He can't swim. Call the firefighter.