The Shining (1997): Season 1, Episode 1 - Episode #1.1 - full transcript

Jack Torrance, a struggling writer, takes his wife and young son along with him to a live in job as a caretaker for the winter, at a sinister mountain hotel. Jack's son has psychic abilities which come to the fore during their stay.

Don't. Please.
I'm bleeding. I can feel it.

Really? How about this?

I'm sorry for sins committed
against thee.

Hail Mary, full of grace.

- Blessed art thou among women.
- Give me the ax.

- You gotta watch her, she creeps.
- What?

The boiler, she creeps.

Tell Ullman and he'll tell you
we can't afford a new one.

Even if this is the best hotel around.

This place is gonna go
Rocky Mountain-high one day.

I just hope that tomfool Ullman
is here to ride the rocket.



- The pressure gauge and drop valve.
- What's she rated for?

She's rated for 160,
but you couldn't get me down here...

...if the dial gets up to 140.

It's got a safety valve,
but it's been rusted shut for 20 years.

So here's what you gotta do.
Watch it, it's hot.

Yeah, okay.

You dump it like that
every night, last thing...

...you'll be all right, Mr. Torrance.

But remember, no safety valve,
so don't forget.

It wouldn't do
to forget that, would it?

Come over here and I'll show you
where Ullman wants those rattraps set.

He's always talking about rats.

He's crazy on the subject. Crazy
on a lot of subjects, if you ask me.

- This is rat country.
- Well, yeah.



I keep telling Ullman
to get rid of all this stuff.

Talk about putting out
a welcome mat for the buggers.

He won't hire a couple of kids
to do it, because he's cheap.

You can't fight city hall. I just
put the traps down the way he wants.

Life's too short to fight
with the likes of him.

Besides, every hotel's got rats.
And every hotel has got scandals.

I'm sure the Overlook
has had its share, huh?

The reason they pay Ullman 60 grand
is he's so good at hushing them up.

He's great.
Gotta give him that much.

We had this lady here last summer,
wife of some big-shot lawyer...

...not that she was with the lawyer.

She was with some college kid. Third
night of their stay, he cuts out...

...she draws herself
a warm tub of water...

And?

Slit her wrists. Man, what a mess.

Ullman hushed it up, though.

Then there was
this last caretaker, Grady.

- Yeah, what about him?
- Nothing.

What about him?

He killed himself too.
No razorblades for him, though.

Shotgun. Both barrels--
Pulled the trigger with his toe.

- Out go the lights.
- Yeah, out go the lights.

Cabin fever, I guess.
Of course, he was alone.

You'll have your wife and your boy.

Mr. Torrance, you wanna watch out
for them. No offense.

It'd be bad to get in some jackpot
situation after the roads are closed.

I'll take care of them,
don't you worry.

Don't let Ullman get your goat.

- I need this job too badly.
- I know what you're telling me.

- Any ghosts?
- What?

You said that every hotel's got
its rats, got its scandals.

What about ghosts?

No ghosts. Not here.
Come on, let's go.

- I thought you got lost.
- Nope.

Hey, wait up!

- Interesting form of the game.
- It's called Denver croquet.

Invented by a man
named Horace Derwent.

As with Derwent himself, everything
in the game is larger than life.

Twice ordinary croquet size,
as a matter of fact.

Kids love it, and most adults
come to love it too.

It's more challenging than it looks,
due to the size of the ball.

Does your wife understand
what you'd be taking on here?

- And there's your son too.
- Wendy is an extraordinary woman.

- And your son is also extraordinary?
- We like to think so.

I don't suppose you care much for me.
Few on my staff do, I imagine.

They regard me as a bit of a bastard.
They're right.

One has to be to run a hotel such
as this in the manner it deserves.

It is a great hotel.

Good shot!

And it was Horace Derwent
who built this hotel?

In addition to inventing
Denver croquet.

Not at all. The Overlook has been here
almost since the turn of the century.

Mr. Derwent was the man
who rescued it from extinction.

He turned it into a show place
after World War ll.

It's run in the black since 1975.
We'd like to keep it that way.

Mr. Ullman, if you have something
you want to say...

...why don't you come out
and say it?

Last winter there was a grotesque
tragedy at the Overlook.

- The caretaker--
- Did some dental work with a shotgun.

Grady, his name was?

Watson's been talking, I see.
Yes, Grady was his name.

I made a mistake, I admit it.
The man was a drunk.

Well, I guess I should've known.

Mr. Ullman, the bottle
and I have parted company.

Alcoholics never really part company
with the bottle, correct?

They just hope that nothing
will push them over the edge.

But in the winter,
the Overlook is full of edges.

The board of directors has hired you
over my strenuous objections.

You are a beneficiary
of our politically correct times.

The board has put an alcoholic
less than a year from his last drink...

...in charge of a great resort hotel.
May I be frank?

- Why stop now?
- It makes me sick.

I cannot believe this.
Those men gave--

Mr. Torrance, I'm told that when you
drink, you become emotionally unstable.

Since I'm not drinking--

You were teaching at a prep school.
That was your last job?

You beat up a student. Quite badly.

That was less than five months ago,
wasn't it? After you quit drinking?

George Hatfield.

I had to cut him from
the debating team at Stovington.

He took it personally.

What do you think you're doing?
What the hell are you doing?

That was the last of the storms.

Until then, I wasn't going
to the meetings.

Really?

I was on what the old-timers like
to call a "dry drunk." A bad one.

It took losing my job
to bring me to AA. Since then--

Everything's been rosy.

No. No, not rosy, bearable.

You won't find any AA meetings here.
Not once the snow starts to fly.

There are three 800-number
meetings each week.

I'll also be talking to my sponsor
on the phone.

I'll have the Big Book with me
and my family.

They're the most important thing,
Wendy and Danny.

And there's my play.
I'm trying to write a play.

This winter, I'll not only be
taking care of the Overlook...

...I'll be taking care
of myself and my family.

And I won't be doing
any of it for you.

I actually find that
rather comforting.

I thought that you would.

- Mom?
- Yeah?

Can I go outside?

- Will you stay where I can see you?
- Sure.

You gonna go wait for Dad?

- What's your drawing?
- Fruit.

- What you making?
- Chicken pie for dinner.

- Could you leave out the peas?
- Okay.

- Danny?
- Yeah?

Did your dad get the job?

The man he talked to
didn't like him, but he got it.

Are you sure?

- Do you need me to fix this?
- No, it's okay.

Daddy will fix it when he gets home.

Well, if you change your mind,
I got some tape.

Draw good fruit.

- Stay where I can see you.
- I will.

Draw good fruit.

Pilot to tower.

Gotta make an emergency landing,
wing's all screwed up.

Look at this mess!

I'm sorry, Daddy. I didn't mean to.

I was trying to fix up your desk
for a surprise.

I go to use the phone
and come back to this?

Answer me, you damn pup.
I'll fix you.

You get over here
and take your medicine.

Jack, what did you do to him?

I'm sorry. It's just since
that George Hatfield thing...

I don't believe you.
What did you do to him?

What did you do to Danny?

Doc?

You awake, Doc?

I am never going
to another emergency ward, Jack.

I'm never gonna lie
for you again, either.

You said you didn't need the meetings.

- You said you could stop on your own.
- I was wrong.

I never...

...in all his life, did anything
like that to him before.

That's the only reason
I'm still in this bed with you.

Still in this house with you.
Still in this life with you.

Anything ever happens again,
I am packing my bags and I'm leaving.

And I'm taking him with me.

You won't need to.

What do you mean?

I'll leave.

One way or the other.

What are you talking about?

About not being able
to stand myself like this.

You're right. It's gotta end.

One way or the other.

- Danny?
- What? What do you want?

I'm here.

Danny. Danny.

Good shot!

Danny.

Hi, Doc.

Hi, Tony. What do you want?

- Tony, you're scaring me.
- I know, Doc.

I'm sorry, but I have to.

Stay away, Danny. Stay away.

No, Tony. No. Please.

No, Tony. No.

Come out and take your medicine.

Come out here, you damned little pup.

Get out here right now.

You're making it worse for yourself.
I'll find you.

And when I do, by God,
you'll take your medicine now!

No!

Daddy! Hey, Dad, hi.

Hey, Danny boy. How you doing, kiddo?

Danny?

Danny, you okay?

Danny?

Dan, what--?

Danny? You all right, son?

- I'm okay, Daddy.
- Yeah?

Well, give it to me, big boy.

Hey, good one, huh?

- Last one.
- Don't drop him, Jack.

- Kissing.
- Yeah, that's what I've been missing.

Get the groceries, okay?
Can you make it by yourself?

- Sure, I can.
- All the way up those stairs?

There he is, ladies and germs.
Doc Torrance, world's strongest man!

- You got it.
- I was a lock. You knew that, right?

No, I didn't. Neither did you.

The board could have reversed itself
despite your old drinking buddy, Al.

Did you get all of that stuff
from little Kreskin?

No. What Danny has didn't come
from outer space, you know.

Maybe I got a little of it too.
Maybe we both do.

- But he knew that I got the job?
- He sure did.

And he knew that Ullman
didn't like you.

That Ullman was one vicious
little son of a--

- You'll never have to see him.
- Thank God for small favors.

Hello?

Yes, this is Al Shockley.
I'll accept the charges.

Jack, how'd it go with Ullman?

He made it very clear that he didn't
approve of hiring an alcoholic...

...as a caretaker. But I got the job,
and I just called to say thanks.

You know what they say
at the AA meetings.

Don't thank me,
thank your higher power.

In this case, I'd say my higher power
is the board of directors and you, Al.

And if I cannot finish my play snowed
in all winter, I'll never be able to.

You'll finish.

Jack, did you tell Ullman you had
a slip before you left Vermont?

Doc? You okay, Doc?

- No. No, I did not.
- Well, that's maybe not so good.

You know what they say in the
meetings, "Honesty in all our affairs."

Sometimes honesty's a luxury, Al.

I need this job, you know?

I mean, I really need this job.

And Ullman never actually
came out and asked.

I get the point.
Hitting your meetings?

Yeah, every night, every night.

I have some milk and ice cream that's
getting warm, so I think I better...

I understand.
Well, have a great winter up there.

And if you need to talk about our
mutual problem, you've got my number.

Yes, I do. Thank you.
Thanks for everything.

Yeah. Very easy for you, isn't it?

Checkbook kid, yeah.

Come on, get off my butt, man.

That's okay, Dad.
Let him sit on it and rotate.

Daniel Torrance,
where did you hear that?

- Elmer Martin at daycare.
- Well, don't you say it anymore, okay?

- Why?
- It's not nice.

- Get off the road!
- Hey, read between the lines, pal.

Fuel pump.

The fuel pump will make it
another three miles. Just relax.

Look who's talking.

Get away.

What's that one, Mom?

"Entering Sidewinder Pass."

That's as far as the snowplows
go in the winter, Danny.

The road is closed from here
over to Buckland, Utah.

That's why the Overlook
is just a summertime hotel?

- That's right.
- The pantry's fully stocked, right?

Of course. Why?

I wouldn't want to end up
like the Donner Party.

Who are the Donners,
and what kind of party did they have?

All right. Well, actually, Daniel,
it was kind of a dinner party.

The Donners had a dinner.
It was a Donner-dinner.

That's right. That's exactly
what it was. It was a Donner-dinner.

What's that one?

That sign says, "We take a look
where we're gonna spend the winter."

- Wow.
- That's an authentic wow, all right.

- Jack, it's wonderful.
- Yeah. There she is.

- Redrum.
- Join us, Danny.

Come out here, you damn pup.

Danny.

Danny.

Hey, Doc, it's dangerous.
You ought to stay away from there.

I can't. You know I can't.

Whoa, a little close
to the edge there, Doc.

Danny, are you all right?

I'm fine. Come on, let's go.

You were right about the fuel pump.

Yeah, although the last five miles,
I had my doubts.

- What are those animals?
- That's called a topiary.

Those are animals that
are made out of hedges.

Aren't they cool?

They sure are.

- Danny, are you sure you're all right?
- Come on, he's fine.

Ullman's gone, thank God.

The cook, Hallorann his name is,
is supposed to show us around.

It was those topiaries that made
Uncle Al think of me for the job.

He remembered I worked
for a landscaping company in college.

I used to trim this lady's topiary.

In fact, I used to trim her topiary
once a week.

- Get away.
- Did she have nice hedges, Daddy?

They were...
Yeah, well...

- What did I say?
- Nothing, honey.

Look. Look at this.
There's a playground.

A playground, all to yourself.
You never have to wait for the slide.

- Not bad, huh?
- Cool.

We'll come back for the bags.
Let's go find Hallorann.

Did you think
they were coming to get you?

Of course not. They're just hedges.

Correct! Give that man a cigar
and a blowtorch to light it with.

- Well, what do you think?
- Wow.

Yes, sir. Built in 1909.
That's what the guidebook says.

It's incredible. It's just
incredible seeing it like this.

No one else here.

Are you sure there is someone here?

You must be the Torrances.

- Right. I'm Jack.
- Pleased to meet you, Jack.

This is my wife, Wendy.
The short one there is our boy, Danny.

- Dick Hallorann.
- Nice to know you, Mr. Hallorann.

Dick, please.

- Nice to meet you.
- I'm pleased to meet you.

Come on. Level with me, son.
Are you gonna spend the winter here?

Yeah.

No. You'll come down
to St. Pete with me.

Learn to make the best Creole shrimp.

When you're not studying
college girls in bikinis.

- Jack. How are you?
- Good to see you.

- Let me get those.
- Thanks.

Wendy, Danny, this is Mr. Watson.
He's the regular custodian.

Plain old Pete.

- Nice to meet you.
- Thank you.

- Nice to meet you, Pete.
- Howdy, partner.

Son, are you a buckaroo
or a tenderfoot?

I guess I'm a tenderfoot.
We're from Vermont.

- Tenderest feet you ever saw.
- You'll be a buckaroo come springtime.

Then you'll be ready
for a hat like mine.

Maybe you would want one
a tad smaller, huh?

Excuse me, son.

- I'll take this stuff to the cars.
- No, Pete. I got this.

- Show them the kitchen.
- That's your territory.

But I seen it a zillion times.
I need fresh air. Give me the keys.

Whatever you say.

Come on out this way, folks.
The kitchen is in here.

Wanna lend me a hand, Doc?

If my mommy says I can.

Okay. Let's get you zipped up.
It's cold out there.

Mr. Hallorann-- I'm sorry, Dick.

How did you know that
we call Danny "Doc" sometimes?

Oh, I heard it when you came in.

The acoustics in this place are funny.
You'll see.

Okay.

Well, Doc, you gonna give me a hand,
or you just gonna stand there?

Okay, folks, back this way.
Now, watch out for this flapper here.

She'll pull out and bite you.

You shine on. Harder than anybody
I ever met in my life...

...and I'm 60 come this January.

Shine on?

You got a knack, that's all.
I've always called it the shining.

My gram called it that too.
She had it. Had it strong.

We used to sit in the kitchen
when I was a boy no older than you...

...and have long talks
without ever opening our mouths.

Am I the only one you ever met?

- No, child, no.
- Are there lots, then?

Nope. But you do run across them
from time to time like...

...folks with six fingers on a hand
or eyes that ain't the same color.

Most folks who shine
only shine a little.

But you, son, I can feel it
coming off you like heat.

I bet you just about glow
in the damn dark, boy.

My Bessie. It came off
the assembly line in 1959.

Not a speck of rust on her.
Isn't she sweet?

Sweet as honey from the bee.

"Sweet as honey from the bee."
That's what you said.

That's right.

Give me a blast.

Think at me as hard as you can.
I wanna see just how much you got.

- What do you want me to think?
- Anything that's hard.

Okay.

Hi, Dick!

Mr. Hallorann?
Dick, are you okay? Your nose!

I'm okay. It's nothing.

I broke a piece of your car. I'm sorry.

Please don't tell my dad.
He could get mad.

Nobody's gonna tell
your daddy anything.

This is between you and me.

- You did that?
- Yeah.

Sometimes it happens
when I think really hard.

Once I was at a basketball game...

...with my dad at his school,
and I got excited.

You ain't a pistol, Danny.

You're an all-out atomic bomb.

Did you go as hard as you could?
You didn't, did you?

No.

I got scared at the last second
and held back.

It's a good thing you did.

You probably would've torn
my poor head clean off.

You can feed an army with this stuff
in here. What's this?

Something special Dick left
for your Christmas.

There's a capon for Thanksgiving.

That's in one of the smaller freezers,
through the pantry.

- How many smaller freezers are there?
- Three. Come on.

- Are those necessary?
- Can't trust latches in the Overlook.

Doors, even heavy ones, have a way
of coming open. Drafts, I guess.

You got three stoves...

...six ovens, counting
your microwave and Dutch ovens.

Yeah. Cook a TV dinner
in every one of them.

TV dinners are what I do best.

You'll have to leave a trail of bread
crumbs when I come in here.

You can't let it get you down.
It's still just a kitchen.

Most of this you won't touch.

There's a pantry back there.
A vegetable bin.

We've got a cellar behind
the trap door full of potatoes.

You got a meat slicer here.

You got a food processor.
You got sinks over there.

The dishwashers are over there.
Two of them. Two each.

What is this here?

Dick has left you a complete list
of all the edibles in the place.

Can you read his writing?

A hundred and twenty pounds
of hamburger.

Sixteen gallons of redeye chili,
three legs of lamb...

...bacon, pork chops, halibut,
peas, corn. There's only three of us.

Yeah. And the roads are gonna be
closed from late October to April.

The telephone lines are above
ground. They blow over in the winter.

You got a CB. And you wanna make
damn sure it's working good.

That's for an emergency.

Basically, ma'am,
you gotta depend on yourself.

The Forest Service might get
a chopper in here for an emergency...

...but with those crosswinds
blowing off the Paiute Mountains...

...San Marco Mountains to the south,
don't count on it.

You wouldn't wanna end up
like the Donners, would you?

- No, I don't.
- Now, don't scare the lady, okay?

Maybe it's good to be
scared sometimes. A little.

Now, you know the winters in Vermont,
but it's different up here.

Compared to Vermont, this place
is the dark side of the moon, buddy.

I got time to show you
the dining room.

You're gonna like it, I think.
Right this way.

My gram called it "shining on."
The Bible calls it "having visions."

And the scientists
call it "precognition."

But it all comes to the same thing,
no matter what you call it.

- Seeing the future.
- One possible future.

Because those things you shine on,
they don't always come to pass.

That's how it is for me, anyway.

Now, you listen to me.

I've had some bad dreams here myself
and some bad feelings.

And maybe a half a dozen times
I've seen things.

Not real things, but not nice either.

- What were they, Dick?
- I don't need to go into details, boy.

Once it had to do
with those hedge animals.

I saw something
in one of the rooms.

I want you to promise me
that you'll never go in there.

That you'll just steer right clear.

- Which room?
- Never mind.

217.
217, isn't it?

Maybe and maybe not.
Just promise me you won't go in.

I promise.

The Overlook's a funny place.

Probably not the best place
for a kid that's got the shining.

- But you say your dad needs a job.
- He does. He really does.

Just keep a good head
on your shoulders.

What that means mostly
is remembering...

...that anything you might see here
can't hurt you.

- Do you get that?
- Like pictures in a book?

That's right. People with the shining
see things like pictures in a book.

And sometimes
book pictures can be scary.

My dad has a book
with Bluebeard in it.

And it had a picture in it of a man
with a lady's cut-off head.

My mom was mad at my dad
for reading it to me.

I mean, the story was okay.
I liked it.

But the picture gave me nightmares.

- But it was just a picture, right?
- Just a picture.

Should you see something scary
like that here, Doc...

...just look the other way
and count to 10.

And when you look back,
it'll be gone. Do you get it?

- Look the other way and count to 10.
- Good.

Oh, there's a hell of a view here.

Just look at that.
Dining room seats 200.

Used to seat almost twice that
when Horace Derwent ran the place.

- He was this rich fella--
- I know who he was.

I hope you brought your own drinks.

The employees had the
end-of-the-season party last night.

I don't drink.

Well, maybe that's just as well.

- That's it. Let's go find the buckaroo.
- Right.

Listen, son. If there is trouble...

...just give a big loud holler like
the one that broke my taillight out.

I might even hear you down in Florida.
And if I do, I'll come on the run.

- Really?
- It's a promise.

Sarah Hallorann's little boy Dick
always keeps a promise.

Come on, let's go inside and see
how your folks are making out.

Okay.

Gotta get moving.

Rawlins ain't getting any closer
while I'm standing here.

Jack, take care, buddy.
Watch that boiler. Dump it every night.

- I will.
- Danny, hang in there.

You're gonna be a buckaroo
come springtime.

Miss, good luck to you.

Dick, try to be nice to them old folks
down there in St. Pete.

You're gonna be one of them.

I showed them the kitchen.
Show them the rest.

This place makes my arthritis worse.
Especially this time of the year.

- Pete, see you May 15.
- You got a date.

All right.

Hey, maybe Ullman will die
this winter.

Maybe he won't. But it's happy
thoughts that keep us young.

- That's what my mama said.
- You know it. I'll be a pallbearer.

- He's got a case on that boiler.
- He sure does.

You wanna see more? I ain't got long
if I wanna get to Denver before dark.

- It'd be my pleasure.
- I'd love it.

- Yeah, we'd all love it.
- All right. Come on.

Danny? What did you
and Mr. Hallorann talk about?

Nothing, honey. Just stuff.

Excuse me just a minute.
Got a little business to attend to.

- Can I borrow that for a second?
- You're the writer.

Wonderful things the two of you
are teaching my son.

- Respect for authority.
- Credit where credit is due.

Come on. It's time for your first trip
on Overlook's main elevator.

Installed back in 1926.

Just look the other way
and count to 10.

And when you look back,
he'll be gone.

Danny, coming?

Don't worry, Doc. Safe as houses.

Isn't that what they said
about the Titanic?

It's okay.
This baby's made thousands of trips.

Yeah, but there's always
that last one.

Laugh if you want.
I'm sure this elevator's safe...

...but this is the last time
we're all in it at the same time.

If it stops with us in it this winter...

- Wendy, that is just...
- Sensible.

Never take a chance up here, Jack.

Not in the Overlook.

Third floor.
All out for the presidential suite.

What's so sweet about it?

Four presidents have stayed here.

Wilson, Harding, FDR and Nixon.

Even Ullman don't brag
too much on Nixon.

Danny, you all right?

- Don't think it'll bite, do you?
- Of course not.

In my opinion, this is the best view
of the Rockies the hotel's got.

Maybe the best view of the Rockies
anybody's got.

- I guess.
- It's gorgeous.

Pretty plush pad, huh?

Don't. Please, man, don't.

- Ullman talked about the roof.
- Yeah. He wants me to reshingle it.

He'll get all the "for free"
out of you he can.

How about this?

Give me the ax.

One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine, ten.

I thought for a second
we lost you there, Doc.

No, Daddy, I'm right here.

Look at that.

Second floor. The elevator is
the easiest way to the service area.

We'll take the stairs back down.

- That's a relief.
- I thought you'd like that.

You know, the guest rooms are
off-limits, Doc. All the guest rooms.

Mr. Ullman made that perfectly clear.

I won't go in the rooms, Dick.
Or the suite places either.

Good. Well, come on
back downstairs, folks.

I'll show you
your caretaker's apartment.

It ain't the presidential suite,
but it ain't bad either.

- And now you're home.
- It's great, huh?

It's like the cabin in Michigan
we used to have when I was little.

Summers were okay...

...but in the winter
when the snow came, it was magic.

- So great, huh?
- Very great indeed.

I can write in here.
Just move in a small desk.

- No windows.
- No distractions.

Come on this way.

- The master bedroom, madame.
- Excellent, Jeeves.

Ah, big bed.
Plenty of room for movement.

Jack.

Where's Danny?

Danny?

- Doc, where are you?
- In here.

Dad, Mom, look. Bunk beds.
I'm gonna sleep on the top, okay?

- It's okay by me, champ. Wendy?
- It's okay by me. Very okay.

- This is so cool.
- It is. Thank you, Dick.

My pleasure, Wendy.
You're good people.

With God's help,
you'll have a good winter.

And I gotta go.
You wanna see me off, Danny?

Sure.

I'll take good care of your kitchen.

I know you will. Enjoy that turkey.
The capon too.

We will.

They're like pictures in a book.
They can't hurt you.

All right.

Call me if you need me.
A big loud shout.

I will.

Win a world, Danny.

- Okay. Bye, Dick.
- Bye.

Keep them safe, Lord.
That little boy most of all. Please.

Oh, my God.

Wendy!

Wendy!

She went to town.

Go on. Get a life.

You guys. You'll like this.

I guess you'll take your medicine now,
my nasty little friends.

I guess you will.

- Daddy! Look what Mommy bought me.
- What?

It's a funny car model.

Mommy says you'll help me
put it together...

...after I finish my first reader.

She says you're good at stuff like--

Hey, neat! Is it a bees' nest?

Nope. Wasps.

- How'd you do?
- Better.

The truck stalled twice, but nobody
honked at me. Got two more bags.

You wouldn't think, with the stuff
Hallorann left us...

But no fresh vegetables.

Once the snow falls,
we're not gonna do too much shopping.

Danny! Danny, don't!

It's okay. It's okay.
I killed them all with a bug bomb.

I, on the other hand,
sustained several hits.

Oh, my God, look at that.
It's swollen. You should see a doctor.

I'm fine. I'm not allergic.
Just hurts.

What do you say, Doc?
It's yours if you want it.

Of course I want it.
Can I keep it in my room, Mom?

- Do you think that's--?
- It's fine. They're dead, guaranteed.

It is the ugliest thing. Of course,
my son wants it in his room.

Go on, Doc, be my guest.

You should've seen it.
It was under those rotted shingles.

Hey, Wendy.

Are you happy? Tell me the truth.

This is the happiest I've been...

...since Danny was born.

I'm glad.

I got it. I got it.

It is beautiful.

Oh, yeah, 73 degrees today.
The snow's still gonna come.

As hard as that is to believe.

So you're happy, huh?
Kid's happy, you think?

You have the long conversations
with him.

They're about what he wants to be...

...or who'd win in a fight
between Spider-Man and Batman.

About the Overlook he's totally quiet.

Maybe there's nothing wrong.

- He hasn't had any of those--
- Fits.

Don't say that. They're not fits.

All right, I'm sorry. You're right.
Fugues, how's that? Fugues.

Look, whatever they were,
fits, fugues or trances...

...he had most of them
when things were not going well.

And they're better now.
They're better now.

Yeah, they are.

You sure that ugly thing
you gave him is really safe?

It's a wasp nest.
It's safe as safe can be.

Okay?

"The little puppy was sad.

'Why does no one like me?'
he wondered.

'Why won't anyone give me a home?'
But he was not dis..."

Discouraged.

"'Somewhere there will be a home
for me,' thought the little puppy.

'Somewhere I will find people
who will feed me and pet me.

They will ne...' "

They will never.

Don't tell me, Mom. Don't always
tell me. I can get it, I can.

I'm sorry. I know you can.

You are doing so fantastic,
but it's bedtime.

- A couple more pages, please?
- No, Doc, no.

How come I have to go to bed so early?

Because... I need the rest, okay?
So go on now, brush.

- First I need to kiss Daddy.
- Okay, go kiss Daddy.

Daddy?

- Hey, Doc.
- I have to go to bed now.

Come here. Kiss.
Come on, give me a kiss.

You better brush your teeth.
I smell chocolate milk on your breath.

- That's where I'm going now.
- Good.

How's your play?

The play is good. Play's excellent.
How was reading with Mommy?

Good, but she never gives me
time to sound out the words.

- I'll talk to her about that.
- Good. She really needs it.

Okay. Beat it.

Danny, we have to talk.

- Go lock the door first.
- Why?

Danny, just do it, quick!

He is picking up new words
so quickly, it is spooky.

He says you don't give him
enough time to sound them out.

He's right. I just...
I hate to see him struggle.

He thinks someone's gonna
shoot him if he screws up.

He's so smart.

But, you know,
he's too hard on himself.

I wonder why he needs
to learn to read so badly?

I don't know.

You didn't fall asleep,
did you, Danny?

Danny?

Open the door. It is late
and I'm too tired to be playing games.

Danny!

I can't even hear myself think,
let alone write.

He won't open the door.

Danny, open up, now!

If I have to break this lock,
you're going to bed with a hot butt.

I think he's having one of his attacks.
Jack, open the door.

Danny? Wake up, son.

Look at his eyes, Jack.
Baby, come back.

Good shot! Great party, isn't it?

Good shot! Now, give me the ax.

- What is wrong with you?
- Wake up. Wake up. Now!

- Where's Tony? Tony was here.
- There's no Tony. We talked about that.

- He was! He was in the mirror.
- You were having a fainting spell.

- He was!
- Listen to him, Jack.

Daddy, Tony was here. He was!

There is no Tony
except for your stuffed dog!

There's no imaginary pal who shows you
the future! Stop with that crap!

Jack, you keep your hands off of him!

What are you doing?

What the hell
do you think you're doing?

Am I bad, Daddy?
Like when I messed up your papers?

No, Danny. I'm not mad at you.
Not a bit.

I just got scared
because I thought...

You know what, I don't know what
I thought. Why'd you lock the door?

Tony told me to. I know
you don't believe in him, but--

Sometimes I do believe in him.

And sometimes I sound mad
because he scares me.

Sometimes he scares me too.

So why did Tony tell you
to lock the door?

I don't know. I can't remember.

Okay. All right.

Sweet dreams. Sweet repose.

Twelve of that, doors are closed.

Good night, baby.

Sleep tight, okay?

Good night, my boy.

You're not really mad at me, are you?

No, Danny. No.

Not a bit?

Not a bit. I love you, Doc.

You'd never hurt Mommy or me,
would you, Daddy?

No, of course not.

Because you're different now.

Yeah, that's right.

You have your meetings now.

Yeah. I got one down at Sidewinder...

...and on the CB.

I think Tony told me about a game.

Oh, yes? What sort of game?

Denver croquet.

It's like regular croquet,
except it's bigger.

Yeah. That's right.

Tony said the mallets are dangerous.
That I should stay away from them.

That...

That...

Who was it that told you
about Denver croquet?

It was Dick Hallorann, wasn't it?

Danny?

Are you asleep?

You didn't leave it in Boulder, Daddy.

It's in your wallet.
It's been in your wallet all the time.

Behind your driver's license.

Is he asleep?

What are you doing?

I'm looking for something.

Look.

We took this when Danny was
6 months old, remember?

- Yeah. I thought you lost it.
- Yeah, me too.

But it was behind
my driver's license all along.

And Danny knew.

If it happens again, we have
to take him to a doctor here.

There's one in Sidewinder
that's supposed to be good.

He's not a pediatrician.

He's a G.P., but the lady
at the market said kids love him.

If it happens again, you two go to your
mother's. I know how you feel about her.

You have no idea how I feel about her.

There's nowhere else.
There's nowhere else!

I didn't mean to shake him.

And I sure didn't mean to shout.
I was scared.

You know? Scared.

You know what scares me?

Your anger. It's like having
a live wire in the house.

I don't want this to be
an angry place, Jack.

We've had enough of those
in the family, God knows.

I don't mean just since
we got married.

With your father and my mother.

I'm sorry.

How many ways can I say it?

I was scared too, Jack, you know?

I love you.

Do you?

Yeah.

I love you too.

What is it now?

Mommy! Get them off!

- You said it was safe, Jack!
- Let's just get him out of here.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Does it hurt bad?

You said the wasps were dead!

I know I did. Stay here with Mommy.
I'll be right back.

How do you like that,
you little bastards?

Sting me.

Why don't you sting me now?

My God.

- How are you?
- Stung. That's how we are.

- Hold your arm out, Doc.
- What are you gonna do, Daddy?

Putting a hurt on those people
that made the bug bomb.

- Okay, your turn.
- What do you think?

I think $5000 a sting should do it,
don't you think?

I followed the directions
on that label, I swear.

I carried that damned nest
under my shirt.

And Danny was carrying it around. Dan?

He must have only been stunned.

Danny.

- Why do I have to screw up everything?
- Oh, Jack, you don't.

The bug bomb must have been defective.

Had to have been.
There's no other explanation.

Would you get rid of the nest?
I don't want it here.

Right now.

Tomorrow I want to make an appointment
with that doctor to see Danny.

First thing.

Oh, my God.

Freeze, you bastards.

What was that?

Something fell, that's all,
probably in the kitchen.

I went in there
for something for that nest.

- Are you sure that's all it was?
- Sure as can be.

That's what you said
about the nest too.

Don't worry. Everything's gonna
be fine, I swear to you.

From your lips to God's ear, Jack.

Good shot!

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