SIDE 1

GRANDMA GEORGINA: Turn it off! I’ve heard enough of these snot-nosed brats!

GRANDPA GEORGE: (waking up suddenly) What’d he say? What’d she say?

GRANDMA JOSEPHINA: She said she’s spotted rats…

GRANDPA JOE: Catch one! We’ll eat it!

MRS. BUCKET: That’s quite enough. We should all go to bed.

CHARLIE: Can Grandpa Joe tell me one Wonka story? Just one? Please?

MRS. BUCKET: All right, but just one. But NO Zombie worker stories. You need your sleep.

(The three GRANDPARENTS have all fallen asleep and answer with a snore.)

GRANDPA JOE: Charlie, look here.

CHARLIE: A Wonka Nutty Crunch Surprise!

GRANDPA JOE: Shh….

CHARLIE: But, where’d you get it?

GRANDPA JOE: I’ve been saving—open it!

CHARLIE: I can’t, I’m too nervous. You open it.

GRANDPA JOE: Let’s do it together. A lifetime supply of chocolate. One…two…three…

(CHARLIE opens the wrapping.)

CHARLIE: Nothing. A good thing, really… ’cos chocolate’s very fattening.

GRANDPA JOE: You’re right, Charlie. A lifetime supply of it—you’d be the size of the dome on Capitol Hill!

(MR. and MRS. BUCKET enter and overhear the following.)

CHARLIE: I wish I’d never heard of candy—or Wonka!