I'm eating the Wonka bar, and I taste something that is not chocolate, or coconut, or walnut, or peanut butter, or nougat, or butter brittle, or caramel, or sprinkles. So I look, and I find the Golden Ticket! [while being interviewed]

Grandma Georgina: You smell like peanuts. I love peanuts.
Willy Wonka: Thank you. You smell like... old people... and soap... I like it.

Wonka: I don't care. Because then I wouldn't be a champion, I'd be a loser like you. [Chomps on a candy apple]

Violet: Mr. Wonka, I'm Violet Beauregarde. [Chews her gum]

Mike Teavee: All you had to do was check the manufacturing dates, offset by weather and separate by the Nekei index. A retard could figure it out.
Mr. Teavee: Most of the time, I don't know what he's talking about. Kids today with all the technology...
Mike Teavee: [To his video game] DIE!! DIE!! DIE!!!!
Mr. Teavee: ... It doesn't seem like they stay kids very long.

Charlie Bucket: [asking about Violet's gum] Why hold onto it? Why not start a new piece?
Violet Beauregarde: Because then I wouldn't be a champion. I'd be a loser. Like you.

Charlie Bucket: We're heading for a tunnel.
Willy Wonka: Oh yeah. Full speed ahead.

Dr. Wilbur Wonka: Do you have an appointment?
Charlie Bucket: No, but he's overdue.

Grandma Georgina: Things are going to get much better.
Narrator: And for once, Grandma Georgina knew exactly what she was talking about.

Dr. Wilbur Wonka: I haven't seen bicuspids like these since... since... Willy?
Willy Wonka: Hi Dad.
Dr. Wilbur Wonka: All these years... and you haven't flossed.
Willy Wonka: Not once.

(in the TV room) Mike Teavee: Can you send people? [reffering to the camera teleporter]
Wonka: Why would I want to do that? They don't taste very good at all.

Charlie Bucket: [about the chocolate factory] But it didn't close forever, it's open right now.
Mrs. Bucket: Ah yes, well, sometimes when grown-ups say "forever" they mean "a very long time".
Grandpa George: Besides, I feel as though I've eaten nothing but cabbage soup forever.
Mr. Bucket: Now pops...
Charlie Bucket: There must be people working there.
Grandma Josephine: Think about it, Charlie. Have you ever seen a single person going into that factory? Or coming out of it?
Charlie Bucket: No. The gates are always closed.
Grandpa Joe: Exactly.
Charlie Bucket: But then, who's running the machines?
Mrs. Bucket: Nobody knows, Charlie.
Mr. Bucket: It certainly is a mystery.
Charlie Bucket: Hasn't someone asked Mr. Wonka?
Grandpa Joe: Nobody sees him anymore. He never comes out. The only thing that comes out of that place is the candy. Already packed and addressed. I'd give anything in the world just to go in one more time and see that what's become of that amazing factory.

Charlie Bucket: [as the group moves on from the Chocolate Room] Are the Oompa Loompas really joking, Grandpa?
Grandpa Joe: Of course, they're joking. That boy will be fine.
[just before they walk off, Grandpa Joe's smile turns to a grim expression]

To Charlie: Would you like some chocolate?
Charlie: Sure.
To Charlie: Well, then, you should have just brought some.

Charlie Bucket: Mr. Wonka, why would Augustus' name already be in the Oompa-Loompa song unless they...
Willy Wonka: [interrupts] Improvisation is a parlor trick, anyone can do it. [turns to Violet] You, little girl, Say something. Anything.
Violet Beauregarde: Chewing gum.
Willy Wonka: Chewing gum is really gross / chewing gum I hate the most. See? Exactly the same.
Mike Teavee: No, it isn't.
Willy Wonka: Uh, you really shouldn't mumble because I can't understand a word you're saying.