Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory1971

Charlie:
Grandpa, look over there across the river! They're little men!

Grandpa Joe:
Jumping crocodiles, Charlie! Now we know who makes the chocolate.

[everyone stares in amazement at the Oompa-Loompas]

Mr. Salt:
I never saw anybody with an orange face before. Funny-looking people, aren't they, Wonka?

Mrs. Teevee:
What are they doing there?

Wonka:
Must be creaming and sugaring time.

Violet:
Well, they can't be real people.

Wonka:
Well, of course they're real people.

Mr. Salt:
Stuff and nonsense!

Wonka:
No. Oompa Loompas.

Group:
[turn around] Oompa Loompas?!

Wonka:
From Loompaland.

Mrs. Teevee:
Loompaland? There's no such place.

Wonka:
Excuse me, dear lady...

Mrs. Teevee:
Mr. Wonka, I am a teacher of geography.

Wonka:
Oh, well, then you know all about it and what a terrible country it is. Nothing but desolate wastes and fierce beasts. And the poor little Oompa Loompas were so small and helpless, they would get gobbled up right and left. A Wangdoodle would eat ten of them for breakfast and think nothing of it. And so, I said, "Come and live with me in peace and safety, away from all the Wangdoodles, and Hornswogglers, and Snozzwangers, and rotten, Vermicious Knids."

Mr. Salt:
Snozzwangers? Vermicious Knids? What kind of rubbish is that?

Wonka:
I'm sorry, but all questions must be submitted in writing. [continues] And so, in the greatest of secrecy, I transported the entire population of Oompa Loompas to my factory here.

Veruca:
Hey, Daddy, I want an Oompa Loompa. I want you to get me an Oompa Loompa right away.

Mr. Salt:
All right, Veruca. All right. I'll get you one before the day is out.

Veruca:
I want an Oompa Loompa now!

Violet:
Can it, you nit!