After all, it is a chocolate factory.

Then why is the door so small?

That's to keep all the great, big, chocolatey flavor inside.

Now, do be careful, my dear children.

Don't lose your heads.

Don't get overexcited.

Just keep very calm.

It's beautiful.

What?

Oh, yeah, it's very beautiful.

Every drop of the river is hot melted chocolate of the finest quality.

The waterfall is most important.

It mixes the chocolate.

Churns it up; makes it light and frothy.

And by the way, no other factory in the world mixes its chocolate by a waterfall, my dear children.

And you can take that to the bank.

People!

Those pipes suck up the chocolate and carry it away all over the factory.

Thousands of gallons an hour.

Yeah.

And you like my meadow?

Try some of my grass.

Please have a plate; please do.

It's so delectable and so darn good looking.

You can eat the grass?

Of course you can.

Everything in this room is eatable; even I'm eatable.

But that is called cannibalism, my dear children, and is, in fact, frowned upon in most societies.

Yeah.

Enjoy!

Scoot!

Son.

Please.

Dad, he said, "enjoy".

Why hold onto it? Why not start a new piece?

Because then I wouldn't be a champion.

I'd be a loser like you.

Daddy, look over there!

What is it?

It's a little person!

Over there, by the waterfall.

There's two of them.

There's more than two.

Where do they come from?

Who are they?

Are they real people?

Of course they're real people; they're Oompa-Loompas.

Oompa-Loompas?

Imported direct from Loompa Land.

There's no such place.

What?

- Mr. Wonka, I teach high school geography, and I'm here to tell you⏤ - Well...

... then you'll know all about it and know what a terrible country it is.