You STOLE fizzy lifting drinks

So you get NOTHING!

He a good boi he dindu nuffin

Wonka imported cheap foreign labor to replace American workers

Kids are kids and do dumb shit, especially with bad influences like Joe. The other kids were brats until the end, and Joe was a dindu, but Charlie didnt make excuses. Joe shouldve gotten cut to pieces in the elevator but it was otherwise a good ending.

dude just burp it out and piss it out back to Wonka

>"Hey tough guy, you and your piece of shit uncle are going to die tomorrow, along with the rest of your poor ass family. I am the alpha in this world, you are nothing but scum underneath my boot. I'm going to obliterate your family's existence because you fucking STOLE fizzy lifting drinks. Your family is fucked now you little cunt, you're fate is sealed".

Why was this scene cut?

formerly slugworths

Yes. Old bastard was bed ridden and didn't work for years while family lived in squalor, but the moment he found out he was going to chocolate factory he was up and dancing.

This made me laugh.

Only because the others were so mutilated and traumatised they couldn't physically form words

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Maybe he would if the floor wasnt SoS!

this a false edit from some user that thought a Raimi would be funny be he forgot that Raimi wasn't directing films during that time

Never watched this, what's it about?

youtube.com/watch?v=nnum-Qi22bA
Its about sos

I'M

A MAGICIAN

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post-apocalyptic world fighting the diabetes epidemic

>fizzy lifting drinks
Why does he use British terminology for soda pop, in an American film?

Well they messed up a few times. They kept refering it to chocolate but in Britain its called 'Fudgey Hard Blocks'

Funny, I live in the midlands and we usually simply refer to it as "Ouchey Wouchy Toothy Tasty Choccy Woccy Dairy Milky", but I can understand regional dialects and all that they encompass.

it was fiulmed in Europe

the great debate

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how did he get away with it?

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Violet, pre-expansion
Would wreck that plump pre-teen qt

>lets all the rich kids get free candy probably on their parents bill
>Charlie gets the first bite of chocolate he's probably had in years
>''HEY KID YOU GONNA PAY FOR THAT?''
What a fucking scumbag

genuine kekworths

>pre-expansion
But she was even better that way

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We call them crisps here in Cuntfordshire.

>american
fuck me

what was wankas problem?

he runs an extremely hazardous workplace environment with no safety equipment and lets kids crawl all over it

never mind charlie

>one? im counting on you find NONE

Say "NO!" to Uncle Joe. Fucking left-wing parasite.

Lost trust in people, secluded himself to his "world of pure imagination" When he felt he had to grow up and face the world again he passed it on to a family who was pure and in need of an escape (in this case, from sickness and poverty)

The movie is about escapism.

No. Not tonight," Charlie cried as he buried his tears in his pillow.

"Oh yes, tonight. Tonight, just like yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that, and a hundred nights stretching before that ending at the day you came to live with me. Tonight, just like tomorrow." And with that, Willy Wonka removed his pants with a smirk. Usually, Charlie's parents and grandparents had been forced to watch, but Willy had killed them all and used their remains as seasoning for a new type of candy, Scrumdidllyumptious Green Onions Surprise. Tonight would be Charlie's first night alone.

"Please, Mr. Wonka, please don't!" Charlie gave out one last sob of belligerence, but the Candyman tore off the young boy's trousers with no senses of regret. "Let's see, what do we have hear today? Is there a treat for me? I most certainly hope there is," said Mr.Wonka as we delved his thumb and two fingers into Charlie's anus. Forcing them in until they were at the knuckle, Willy moved his hand around, as if he was searching for something. Then, his hand stopped, suddenly.

"EUREKA! I found it!" Removing his fingers, Charlie saw that firmly clutched in Mr. Wonka's hand was an everlasting gobstopper that Wonka had placed in there last night. Taking a lick, Mr. Wonka declared "It tastes just as delicious as the day I made it, although I don't know how I got so much corn on the shell formula." Wonka said the last line with a wink at Charlie, as if he expected him to laugh.

"Oh well, time for business." And with that, Willy Wonka dropped the gobstopper to his side and began to slide his PENIS into Charlie's now-loose starfish. Charlie let out a small tear and he began to grunt with every thrust. He must escape this madness. He must kill Willy Wonka.

But there were no knives in his home, in his prison. There were no guns or swords or matches, or anything. Everything that was needed was done for you by an oompa-loompa.

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"Charlie, in a few minutes I'm going to place this in your mouth. I think you should like it, it's flavored with an exlusive mix of Charlie Bucket chocolate. Thanks for not wiping, baby."

Charlie had given himself poor anal hygeiene in an attempt to scare Wonka away, but Willy ignored it and facked him all the same, except now with more facials.

Charlie desperatly wanted out of this hell, and by now he was willing to go through any plan he could in order to escape. And that's when he saw it. Next to Wonka's shaking knees was a gobstopper. Charlie moved his hands back as if to play with Willy, but as soon as he was close enough, he grabbed the gobstopper and swallowed it hole. The taste was revolting, but he had grown used to the taste and smell of his own anal production, so it passed into his throat with no problem. And in his throat is where it lodged.

By the time Willy Wonka had figured out Charlie was dead, he had already came in the young child's brown gateway, wondering why the child did not let loose a barage of tears telling him to pull out.

Placing his PENIS in Charlie's mouth, he noticed the boy's flesh to be unusually cold and his tongue to be unresponsive. Facking him orally anyway, Willy Wonka knew exactly what to do with his apprentice.

He called out to the worker oompa-loompas and told them to take care of the body as they pleased, to which the oompa loompas chuckled and exchanged mischevious smiles. At once, he signaled for the Chief Loompa. Making motions, Wonka spoke to him.

"Another one has died."

"So, what should I do, sir?"

"Distribute the memory eraser chocolate, again,"

"And then, boss?"

"Tell the world that my factory is opening it's doors to the public after 15 years of life as a hermit. And make sure only boys find the gold this time."

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The everlasting gobstopper tanking candy sales.

heh

Wrong again, kiddo. Those other children had paid for their Candy Loisences. Charlie the Poor did not, therefore he had to pay per diem. Little urchin cunt shoulda just stuck to sippin’ his cabbage water, to be honest.

Why would somebody do this?

It subverted my expectations

>I hate grandpa joe

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