The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured,
And the sad augurs mock their own presage;
Incertainties now crown themselves assured,
And peace proclaims olives of endless age.
Willy Wonka: "But Charlie, don't ever forget what happened to the man that suddenly had everything he ever wanted."
Charlie: "What's that?"
Willy Wonka: "He lived happily ever after."
Elan: Will this story have a happy ending?