Chapter 4- Inside the Chocolate Factory

Chapter 4- Inside the Chocolate Factory

Willy: Here we are. Inside the chocolate factory. Where we make chocolate. Really good chocolate.

Grandpa: Must have been good to kill that kid out front.

Willy: ………….

Charlie: Mr. Wonka?

Willy: What now?

Charlie: I was gonna ask if we were gonna see how the chocolate is made.

Willy: Well lemme think………. Why else would you come here?

Charlie: I didn't come here. I got a golden ticket and decided to show up.

Willy: …………huh? Anyway. Here is a special room.

Mike: It doesn't look very special.

Willy: SHUSH!

Mike: It doesn't.

Willy: (puts hand over Mike's face) As I was saying, here is a special room. Inside this room is all the wonderful chocolate recipes I have stolen- I MEAN, created.

Veruca: Daddy! I want chocolate.

Grandpa: If she has to wait any longer she'll probably explode. Better just let us in.

Willy: I wasn't done with the intro to the room!

Grandpa: Who really cares? (shoves Willy out of the way, opens door)

Willy: Listen you old man!

Grandpa: Respect your elders!

Willy: What?? You probably can't even eat 75 of the stuff in here!

Grandpa: Do you really think I care? Who are you anyway?

Willy: (shocked expression) Are you kidding me??

Grandpa: Nope. I don't know who I'm kidding. What am I doin here anyway?

Charlie: Grandpa, maybe we should just go home…..

Grandpa: I'm not going home till I get my free mattress!

Willy: This is a CHOCOLATE factory. Not a MATRESS factory.

Grandpa: Oh…… continue on.

Willy: (sigh) Fine. This is my creation chocolate room. Blahzie blah. Go pig out. (steps out of the way everyone runs in)

Mike: Oh man! Chocolate waffles!

Charlie: Chocolate marshmallows!

Veruca: Chocolate syrup!

Grandpa: Chocolate flavored underwear! (everyone looks at Grandpa who's eating a pair of underwear)

Charlie: (puts hand over mouth) Dear God Grandpa!

Mike: (Vomits into chocolate river)

Willy: Oh God. My factory.

Veruca: Daddy! I want a factory.

Grandpa: How 'bout I push you into the river.

Charlie: Grandpa.

Grandpa: What now?

Charlie: (sigh) nothing.

Willy: Let's continue then.

Mike: I wasn't done!

Willy: Now. We're going on a boat ride.

Mike: Ah hell no! I just threw up into that river!

Willy: (winces) Just please. Get on the boat. (gets onto the boat everyone follows)