CHARLIE (quietly) Tomorrow, I’m not just going on a tour. I’m going on a hunt.
Charlie clutches the ticket to his chest. The candle flickers out—but in the darkness, his eyes shine with a new idea. willy wonka jr script
CHARLIE But where is it? The tour only shows us the Chocolate Room and the Inventing Room. CHARLIE (quietly) Tomorrow, I’m not just going on a tour
GRANDPA JOE (grinning) Then you’d better look harder. Wonka doesn’t write anything without a reason. CHARLIE (quietly) Tomorrow
He smiles. The hunt has begun.
CHARLIE (whispering) It’s real. It’s actually real.
Charlie squints. He’s never seen an unlocked door in his life—except the rusty shed behind the factory.