They don't want to find it. They're jealous of me.

Sweetheart, I can't push 'em no harder.

Nineteen thousand bars an hour they're shelling.

Seven hundred and sixty thousand they've done so far.

You promised, Daddy!

You promised I'd have it the very first day!

You're going to very unpopular around here, Henry, if you don't deliver soon.

It breaks my heart, Henrietta. I hate to see her unhappy.

I won't talk to you ever again.

You're a rotten, mean father. You never give me anything I want.

And I won't go to school 'til I have it.

Veruca, sweetheart, angel...

Now. There are only four tickets left in the whole world,

and the whole ruddy world's hunting for them.

What can I do?

I got it! I got it, Mr. Salt, here it is!

It's about time too! I want it!

Give me that ticket! It's mine!

I've found a Golden Ticket!

Thank God for that.