Willy Wonka: [In the Wonkavator] Faster, faster; if we don't pick up enough speed, we'll never get through!
Charlie Bucket: Get through what?
Willy Wonka: Aha!
Grandpa Joe: You mean we're going...?
Willy Wonka: Up and out!
Grandpa Joe: But this roof is made of glass! It'll shatter into a thousand pieces! We'll be cut to ribbons!
Willy Wonka: Probably.
[Charlie begins to look nervous]