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Scripts Aloud brings drama right into your ears. By using text-to-speech software, theater scripts go from the page into drama, every week. Typically 10-minute scripts are presented in each episode. It's like having a Theater Festival - right on your phone!
EXT. WILLIE WONKA FACTORY, SIDE GATES - AFTERNOON
At a small side-gate, SISSY LOOMPA and CHARLIE BUCKET are chatting quietly. The gate is locked. Sissy is on the inside and Charlie is in the street on the outside. Sissy puts her hand through the gate and Charlie holds it. Charlie is around fourteen and Sissy is around twelve or thirteen.
CHARLIE
Sissy, you should come home with me. You could meet my Grandpa Joe.
SISSY
I can’t. Mama won’t let me passed the gate.
CHARLIE
She won’t mind. Just this once.
SISSY
If I climb over the gates, I’ll get in big trouble. I have to stay here.
CHARLIE
But you are like an angel. Nobody would want to punish you.
SISSY
That’s not what Mama says. She says that bad girls get a whipping.
CHARLIE
I have an idea. We should get married.
SISSY
Married?! You’re crazy!
CHARLIE
When I won the Golden Ticket and Mr. Wonka said I would inherit the factory, he said all I have to do is turn eighteen, and it would all be mine. That’s only two more years.
SISSY
I can’t get married.
CHARLIE
If we were married, legal like, then when I inherit the factory, I can open the gates up, to everybody! And you could go where ever you want.
SISSY
You crazy man!
A factory whistle blows for the shift-change.
SISSY
I have to go! Mama will be home soon. Goodbye!
Sissy takes a few steps away and turns back.
CHARLIE
I love you, Sissy.
SISSY
See you tomorrow.
Sissy runs back home.
INT. MAMA’S OOMPA LOOMPA ROOM - LATER
The room is sparse and simple. MAMA sits in her work-issued brown shirt and white overalls. She is exhausted from working on her feet all day and puts her feet up on a basic wooden chair.
Sissy comes in from the outside.
MAMA
Sissy? Where you been?
SISSY
Are you OK, Mama?
MAMA
I’m just tired. All day, making chocolate. The noise, the heat. It get’s a body worn down, is all.
SISSY
Mama, I’ve got something to tell you. I’m going to get married.
MAMA
No, child. No you are not.
SISSY
But Mama, I love him.
MAMA
Doesn’t matter at all.
SISSY
But love matters, doesn’t it?
MAMA
Oh! Love is good. Love can lift you up. But, child, you’re a Loompa, an Oompa Loompa, just like me. You know what that means?
SISSY
That we’re family?
MAMA
That we belong to Old Man Mister Wonka. He owns me. He owns you. And you don’t get married until he says who you’re going to marry and when. And if he ain’t said, then it ain’t your time.
SISSY
He doesn’t own me.
MAMA
He does, child. You know them gates are all chained and locked. That’s not to keep people from coming in, that’s to keep the Oompa Loompas from getting out.
SISSY
But why, Mama? Why can’t I love who I want?
MAMA
Oh, you can love whoever you want. But you marry who Mister Wonka say you marry.
SISSY
But how is he the owner of us?
MAMA
I don’t know, child, but he is. I don’t know when the Oompa Loompas come here or if we ever going to be free. I was born here a Loompa. Probably going to die here a Loompa. Same as you. But the rule is, Mister Wonka own the Loompas. That’s all there is.
SISSY
But Charlie won the Golden Ticket. He says he will open the gates. He says we can go where ever we want.
MAMA
Don’t tell Mister Wonka none of that! Why if Mister Wonka heard that, he’d fetch that boy and grind him up. He’d make lollipops out of him, in four flavors. No, no, You keep those words out of your mouth.
SISSY
But he won the Golden Ticket!
MAMA
Listen here, Mister Wonka can give away a Golden Ticket and, just as quick, he can take a Golden Ticket away. Ain’t no Ticket going to set us free. But I hear, Old Mister Wonka is not feeling too well these days.
SISSY
But I love Charlie!
MAMA
Wait! You mean you been getting with that boy with the Golden Ticket? Him? That’s who you want to marry?
SISSY
Yes.
MAMA
Honey child! I love you. You are the best thing in my life, but dear Lord, ain’t no boy with a Golden Ticket going to marry some Oompa Loompa. He’s from outside the gates.
SISSY
Yes, he lives with his Grandpa Joe.
MAMA
No, no, no, no, no, If you were getting with a boy from outside the gates, people would tear you apart. I have to protect you! They will throw rocks at you, hit you with sticks! You’ve got to marry a Loompa.
SISSY
No, Mama. He’s nice.
MAMA
Doesn’t matter anyhow. Mister Wonka is not going to let an Oompa Lumpa marry a boy from outside these gates, HIS gates. He keeps us here. He is not going to let you go. Golden Ticket or no Ticket.
SISSY
I’ll go talk to him. Ask him real nice.
MAMA
Your Golden Ticket boy? No, you tell him to stay on his side and you have to stay on your side of the gate.
SISSY
No, Mister Wonka. I’ll go talk to Mister Wonka.
MAMA
No, you will not. He’ll grind you up and make a fruit-chew out of you. I’d never see you again.
SISSY
He wouldn’t do that.
MAMA
You see any old Loompas around? Anybody past their working time? Huh? No, Because Oompa Loompas are here to work, making that chocolate and making those candies. Night and day. And when you are too old to work, you know what happens?
SISSY
No,
MAMA
Well...just say that they don’t get to be free, but they don’t come to work no more.
SISSY
You mean Mister Wonka...
MAMA
That’s enough. Now you leave well enough alone. Here, I brought you some supper. Mister Wonka just pays us in cocoa beans, so I save ‘em up and trade for some real food, for you. I want you to grow up real strong.
SISSY
To work in the factory?
MAMA
Keep you safe is all. Now go eat and let me rest.
SISSY
Yes, mama.
Sissy mixes some raisins and oats with some cold water for supper.
EXT. WILLIE WONKA FACTORY, SIDE GATES - AFTERNOON
Sissy stands at the side gate at the usual time but Charlie is not there. People outside the gate are passing by the gate. One MAN walking by notices Sissy.
MAN
(snarling)
Go back where you came from, Loompa! You are not wanted here.
SISSY
What?!
Two women are walking by in the other direction. They see the man talking to Sissy. A WOMAN stares through the gate.
WOMAN
Look! It’s a poor little Oompa Loompa. Go back to your country, you filthy urchin!
Sissy runs away, hiding behind the wall. She waits while the people walk by. Then quietly she hears Charlie.
CHARLIE
Sissy? Sissy, are you here?
She approaches the fence.
SISSY
Charlie, I’m so glad you are here. I was standing here and people were shouting at me!
CHARLIE
It’s OK, Sissy. I’m here now.
SISSY
Why were they so mean to me? I haven’t done anything to them.
CHARLIE
It’s not you, Sis. It’s Mr. Wonka. Lots of people worked here once, making a decent living. But Mr. Wonka fired all the workers because he wanted to pay them in cocoa beans.
SISSY
That’s what Mama said. She said she gets beans.
CHARLIE
The workers wanted money. So he closed the gates and brought Oompas to work instead. Lots of people lost their jobs. Some lost their house. The whole town lost, I don’t know, dignity.
SISSY
Who?
CHARLIE
Like my Grandpa Joe. He worked here. Then Mr. Wonka fired him, and everybody else. Now he just stays in bed all day.
SISSY
But I didn’t do that!
CHARLIE
No, yeah, I understand.
SISSY
But do you still want to marry me?
CHARLIE
Of course I do.
SISSY
But what if people throw rocks at me?
CHARLIE
We’ll throw them right back. When I open these gates, I’m going to set this whole town right again.
SISSY
But what about the Oompa Loompas?
CHARLIE
Well, you know, families are going to need domestic help. Warehouses will still need people to stack boxes.
SISSY
But where will the Oompa Loompas live? Here, at the factory?
CHARLIE
Oh, no, I can’t have people living at my factory. No, no, I’ll have to build up a new village, for the Oompas. Outside of town, you know. And Grandpa Joe can go back to work.
SISSY
What about Mama? We live here.
CHARLIE
I suppose there will be plenty of work and the Oompas Loompas can work here.
The shift whistle blows again.
SISSY
I’ve got to go. I’ll see you tomorrow.
CHARLIE
Stay out of sight until I get here, next time.
Sissy looks at him strangely. She turns an runs back home.
INT. MAMA'S OOMPA LOOMPA ROOM - LATER
Mama is back from work, resting with her feet up again. Sissy comes in from outside.
MAMA
Sissy? Are you alright?
SISSY
(sad)
Mama, I don’t think I’m going to get married.
MAMA
You’ll get married when Mister Wonka says you will get married. You’re too young now.
SISSY
No, I mean I’m not going to marry Charlie.
MAMA
The Golden Ticket boy? I already knew that!
SISSY
(crying)
Oh, Mama! The people at the gate yelled at me. They said, “Go back where you came from.” But we’re from here, Mama!
Mama goes to Sissy and hugs her, putting Sissy’s head on her chest.
MAMA
I know, child. The world can be so cruel. I know.
SISSY
Why?
MAMA
Folks can be that way, when somebody is different.
Sissy pushes back.
SISSY
And I don’t think Charlie really loves me.
MAMA
What?! Oh no! Why? What happened? Did he say something?
SISSY
He said when he gets the factory, he’s going to send all the Loompas away and give all the jobs to people in town. He says he will build a village outside of town for us.
MAMA
Out of sight.
SISSY
He’s going to make us move, Mama!
MAMA
Well, none of that has happened yet, honey. But if he does open up those gates, and if he does build a village for the Loompas, I want to send you to school. I want you to read. I want you to write. Because that Mister Wonka just wants us both to be dumb as mules, working to make his candy. I want more than that, for you.
SISSY
I love you, Mama!
MAMA
And maybe quicker than you think, child. They say, Mister Wonka, he’s been real sick of late. Maybe even going to be the end.
There is some kind of commotion outside. Mama gets up and rushes outside. There are crowds of people and Mama stops somebody for news. She comes back inside with Sissy.
SISSY
What is it?!
MAMA
They say Mister Wonka is dead!
SISSY
Does that mean Charlie gets the factory? Are we free, Mama?
MAMA
I don’t know, child. I don’t know.
END