Willy Wonka: Where is fancy bred, in the heart or in the head?
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Willy Wonka: The suspense is terrible... I hope it'll last.
Willy Wonka: So shines a good deed in a weary world.
Willy Wonka: So much time and so little to do. Wait a minute. Strike that. Reverse it. Thank you.
Willy Wonka: A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.
Willy Wonka: Where is fancy bred, in the heart or in the head?
Willy Wonka: If the good Lord had intended us to walk, he wouldn't have invented roller skates.
Willy Wonka: Hold your breath, make a wish, count to three.
Mr. Beauregarde: Don't talk to me about contracts, Wonka, I use them myself. They're strictly for suckers.
Willy Wonka: It happens every time, they all become blueberries.
Grandpa Joe: When a loaf of bread looks like a banquet, I've no right buying tobacco.
Charlie: You know... I'll bet those Golden Tickets make the chocolate taste terrible.
Willy Wonka: Bubbles, bubbles everywhere, but not a drop to drink - yet.
Willy Wonka: Behold the Wonkamobile. A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
Mrs. Teevee: I'm sending you the cleaning bill, Mr. Wonka!
Willy Wonka: There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination. Living there, you'll be free if you truly wish to be.
Willy Wonka: Well, well, well, two naughty, *nasty* little children gone. Three good, sweet little children left.
Willy Wonka: Swifter than eagles! Stronger than lions!
Mr. Beauregarde: Violet! You're turning violet, Violet!
Willy Wonka: In springtime, the only pretty ring time, birds sing hey ding... a-ding, a-ding, sweet lovers love... the spring.
Willy Wonka: Ninety-nine, forty-four, one hundred percent pure. Just through the other door, please.
Willy Wonka: And almost everything you'll see is eatable, edible. I mean, you can eat almost everything.
Willy Wonka: Time is a precious thing. Never waste it.
Augustus Gloop: I feel very sorry for Wonka. It's gonna cost him a fortune in fudge.
Willy Wonka: 'Round the world and home again, that's the sailor's way.
Willy Wonka: I don't understand it. The children are dissappearing like rabbits. Well, we still have each other. Shall we press on?
Willy Wonka: Oh you can't get out backwards, you have to go forwards to go back.
Grandpa Joe: Our little group is getting smaller by the minute.
Willy Wonka: Oh! I wouldn't do that. I really wouldn't.
Grandpa Joe: Good morning. Look at the sun.
Tinker: Nobody ever goes in and nobody ever comes out!
Willy Wonka: If the good Lord had intended us to walk, he wouldn't have invited roller skates.
Willy Wonka: You can't get out backwards. You got to go forwards to go back. Better press on.
Willy Wonka: The suspense is terrible... I hope it'll last.
Willy Wonka: So shines a good deed in a weary world.
Willy Wonka: So much time and so little to do. Wait a minute. Strike that. Reverse it. Thank you.
Willy Wonka: A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.
Willy Wonka: Where is fancy bred, in the heart or in the head?
Willy Wonka: If the good Lord had intended us to walk, he wouldn't have invented roller skates.
Willy Wonka: Hold your breath, make a wish, count to three.
Willy Wonka: She was a bad egg.
Mr. Beauregarde: Don't talk to me about contracts, Wonka, I use them myself. They're strictly for suckers.
Willy Wonka: It happens every time, they all become blueberries.
Grandpa Joe: When a loaf of bread looks like a banquet, I've no right buying tobacco.
Charlie: You know... I'll bet those Golden Tickets make the chocolate taste terrible.
Willy Wonka: Try some more. The strawberries taste like strawberries, and the snozzberries taste like snozzberries. Veruca Salt: Snozzberries? Who ever heard of a snozzberry? Willy Wonka: *We* are the music makers... and *we* are the dreamers of dreams.
Willy Wonka: There's no earthly way of knowing/Which direction they are going... There's no knowing where they're rowing... Mr. Salt: Rowing... Willy Wonka: Or which way the river's flowing... Is it raining, is it snowing?/Is a hurricane a-blowing? Willy Wonka: Not a speck of light is showing/So the danger must be growing... Are the fires of Hell a-glowing?/Is the grisly Reaper mowing?/Yes! The danger must be growing/'Cause the rowers keep on rowing/ Willy Wonka: And they're certainly not showing/Any sign that they are slowing!
Willy Wonka: How did you like the chocolate factory, Charlie? Charlie: I think it's the most wonderful place in the whole world! Willy Wonka: I'm very pleased to hear you say that, because I'm giving it to you. Grandpa Joe: You're giving Charlie the...? Willy Wonka: I can't go on forever, and I don't really want to try. So who can I trust to run the factory when I leave and take care of the Oompa Loompas for me? Not a grown up. A grown up would want to do everything his own way, not mine. So that's why I decided a long time ago that I had to find a child. A very honest, loving child, to whom I could tell all my most precious candy making secrets. Charlie: So that's why you sent out the golden tickets! Willy Wonka: That's right. So the factory is yours, Charlie. You can move in immediately. Grandpa Joe: And me? Willy Wonka: Absolutely. Charlie: But what happens to the rest...? Willy Wonka: The whole family. I want you to bring them all.
Mr. Salt: Wonka. Butterscotch? Buttergin? Got a little something going on the side? Willy Wonka: Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.
Mrs. Gloop: He can't swim. Willy Wonka: There's no better time to learn.
Computer Operator: Gentlemen, I know how anxious you've all been during these last few days. But now I think I can safely say that your time and money have been well-spent. We're about to witness the greatest miracle of the machine age. Based on the revolutionary Computonian Law of Probability, this machine will tell us the precise location of the 3 remaining golden tickets. Computer Operator: It says: "I won't tell. That would be cheating." Computer Operator: I am now telling the computer that if it will tell me the correct answer, I will gladly share with it the grand prize. Computer Operator: He says: "What would a computer do with a lifetime supply of chocolate?" Computer Operator: I am now telling the computer exactly what he can do with the lifetime supply of chocolate.
Charlie: Mr. Wonka, they won't really be burned in the furnace, will they? Willy Wonka: Hm... well, I think that furnace is only lit every other day, so they have a good sporting chance, haven't they?
FBI Agent: Mrs. Curtis, did you hear me? It's your husband's life, or your case of Wonka bars. Mrs. Curtis: How long will they give me to think it over?
Willy Wonka: Well, fortunately, small boys are extremely springy and elastic. So I think we'll put him in my special taffy-pulling machine. That should do the trick. Willy Wonka: To the taffy-pulling room. You'll find the boy in his mother's purse. But be extremely careful. Mrs. Teevee: Uh, T-T-Taffy? Wh-What's he saying? Willy Wonka: No, no. I won't hold you responsible. Willy Wonka: And now, my dearest lady, it's time to say good-bye. Willy Wonka: No, no, don't speak. For some moments in life, there are no words. Run along now.
Mrs. Gloop: You boiled him up, I know it. Willy Wonka: Nil desperandum, my dear lady. Across the desert lies the promised land. Willy Wonka: Goodbye, Mrs. Gloop. Adieu. Aufwiedersehen. Gesundheit. Farewell.
Willy Wonka: Don't you know what this is? Violet Beauregarde: By gum, it's gum. Willy Wonka: Wrong! It's the most amazing, fabulous, sensational gum in the whole world. Violet Beauregarde: What's so fab about it? Willy Wonka: This little piece of gum is a three-course dinner. Mr. Salt: Bull. Willy Wonka: No, roast beef. But I haven't got it quite right yet.
Charlie: Is this going to go fast, Grandpa? Grandpa Joe: It should, Charlie; it's got more gas in it than a politician.
Mr. Salt: Quite a nice little canoe you got there, Wonka. Willy Wonka: All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by. All aboard, everybody. Mr. Salt: Ladies first, and that means Veruca. Grandpa Joe: If she's a lady, I'm a Vermicious Knid.
Veruca Salt: I want to go in! Don't you dare stop me! Mr. Salt: I'm only trying to help you, sweetheart. Veruca Salt: Give me that pen! Veruca Salt: You're always making things difficult. Willy Wonka: Nicely handled, Veruca! Now there's a girl who knows where she's going.
