Willy Wonka: Why, I believe they're going to treat us to a little song. It is quite a special occasion, of course. They haven't had a fresh audience in many a moon.
Oompa Loompa: Augustus Gloop / Augustus Gloop / The great big greedy Nincompoop / Augustus Gloop, so big and vile, so greedy foul and infantile / Come on, we cry, the time is ripe to send him
shooting up the pipe / But don't, dear children be alarmed, Augustus Gloop will not be harmed, Augustus Gloop will not be harmed / Although of course we must admit, he will be altered quite a bit / Slowly wheels go round and round, and cogs begin to grind and pound / This greedy brute, this louces ear, is loved by people everywhere, for who could hate or bare a grudge against a luscious bit of
fudge?
Mrs. Gloop: [as she sees Augustus Gloop drinking the chocolate river] Augustus, My child. That is not the right thing to do!
Willy Wonka: HEY! Little Boy, My chocolate must be untouched by human hands!
Mrs. Gloop: [as Augustus falls into the river] He will drown, He can't swim. Call the firefighter.
Mrs. Gloop: You boiled him up, I know it.
Willy Wonka: Nil desperandum, my dear lady. Across the desert lies the promised land.
[Mrs. Gloop is led away to the fudge room]
Willy Wonka: Goodbye, Mrs. Gloop. Adieu. Aufwiedersehen. Gesundheit. Farewell.