251 l don't know why l didn't think of this. 252 The elevator's by far the most efficient way to get around the factory. 253 There can't be this many floors. 254 How do you know, Mr. Smarty-Pants? 255 This isn't just an ordinary up-and-down elevator, by the way. 256 This elevator can go sideways, longways, slantways... 257 ...and any other ways you can think of. 258 You just press any button and, whoosh, you're off. 259 Oh, look. Look. 260 Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Fudge Mountain. 261 I'd rather not talk about this one. 262 This is the Puppet Hospital and Burn Center. 263 lt's relatively new. 264 The administration offices. 265 Hello, Doris. 266 Why is everything here completely pointless? 267 Candy doesn't have to have a point. 268 That's why it's candy. 269 lt's stupid. 270 Candy is a waste of time. 271 No son of mine is going to be a chocolatier. 272 Then I'll run away. 273 To Switzerland. Bavaria. 274 The candy capitals of the world. 275 Go ahead. 276 But l won't be here when you come back. 277 Sorry, son. 278 We're closing for the night. 279 l wanna pick a room. 280 Go ahead. 281 Here. 282 Put these on quick, and don't take them off whatever you do. 283 This light could burn your eyeballs right out of your skulls. 284 And we certainly don't want that, now, do we? 285 This is the testing room for my very latest and greatest invention: 286 Television Chocolate. 287 One day it occurred to me: 288 ''Hey, if television can break up a photograph... 289 ...into millions and millions of tiny pieces and send it whizzing through the air... 290 ...then reassemble it on the other end... 291 ...why can't l do the same with chocolate? 292 Why can't l send a real bar of chocolate through the television, ready to be eaten?'' 293 I'm not gonna touch it. I'm not going in that direction. 294 Sounds impossible. 295 lt is impossible. 296 You don't understand anything about science. 297 First off, there's a difference between waves and particles. 298 Second, the amount of power it would take to convert energy in matter... 299 ...would be like nine atomic bombs. 300 Mumbler! |