The Shining (1997): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript

03 The Shining - Part 3
Stephen King Mini-Series 1997 English

Jack! He's gonna get Danny!

Jack. He wants Danny!
He's gonna get Danny!

Yes. Dear. Coming. Dear.

What's going on?
What's that broken glass?

- What have you been doing?
- He's after Danny. Jack. Come on.

Danny! Danny!

Danny!

Hi. Mom. Hi. Dad. Come on over.
It's good packing snow.

Maybe later. Doc.

You're jumping at shadows. Babe.



I know you wanna get out of here. But...

Are those shadows. Jack?

Why aren't they covered in snow?

Where are the park rangers?
Why aren't they checking on us?

Don't worry. One will come.

But I am worried. Jack.
I'm very worried about Danny.

I'm worried about all of us.

Yeah.

- Jack? Jack? Wake up.
- Daddy! Daddy!

All right. Kiddo. Come here.

That's a boy.

All right. It's just...
It's just the elevator.

What do you mean. Just“?
Who's operating it?

Yeah. What's that other stuff
that sounds like a party?



- I don't hear anything like that.
- You don't hear that?

It's just a short circuit.

It's the only thing that would make it
start like that. I'll check it.

- Jack. Don't leave us alone here.
- Don't be stupid. Wendy. It's my job.

Well. We'll help you do it.

Suit yourself.

Do you hear them now. Jack?

All I hear is an old Otis slide box
with a case of the electrical hiccups.

I'm gonna take care of it.

- Jack. Don't.
- Hey!

- Hey. Jack.
- No. This is my job. I'm gonna do it.

- No. Stop!
- Get away!

Mommy!

- Jack.
- Sorry.

- But it's my job to know.
- Take your job and stick it.

Nothing. Empty.
It's a short circuit. Just like I said.

- Just like I always said.
- Let me take a look.

Watch out, Mommy. Watch out.

Watch out.

What' s that?

Is this a short circuit?

What about this? Looks like somebody
got their fuses blown anyway.

There is something that wants us to
join the party. Don't you understand?

What are you doing. Doc?

Being someone else
so it won't bother me...

when she yells or you push.

Being someone else.
Sometimes that's better.

Oh. Danny.

Danny. Baby.

Don't worry. Don't worry.

Midnight. Stroke of midnight.

Tony. Are you there?

Please come if you're there.

Please. I need to know what to do.

Danny.

Danny!

Come out and take your medicine.

This is what you get for poking
your nose in where it doesn't belong.

Get out here now, damn it! You're
only making it worse for yourself.

You will remember what he forgot.
You will remember what he forgot.

There you are. Doc.
Been looking for you.

Redrum .

Dick! Please, please come!

- Bump me. Big daddy.
- All right.

You can keep your Prince.
Give me that old soul music any...

Dick, please come!

- Are you all right?
- Yeah. Sure.

- Please, please come!
- Ls it your heart?

Should we lay you down?

My God.

Dick. Where are you going?

Mister. You better sit down and just
be quiet a minute while I call 9-1-1.

9-1-1 ain't the answer. Ma'am.
I only wish it was.

I only wish I was the one in trouble.

I should have said something.

I should have never left him up there.

Flight 303 is now departing
for Denver at Gate 12.

All ticketed passengers
should now be aboard the aircraft.

Oh. No. Oh. Man. Say it's still here.

In fact. It is. But only for about
another three seconds. There it goes.

What else you got?

Nothing.
Nothing until tomorrow morning.

- Wow.
- I'm really sorry. Sir.

Not half as sorry as I am.
What do I do now?

I need some whiskey. You know?

Yes. Sir.

Just step upstairs to the
Colorado Lounge. Drinks on the house.

I don't drink anymore.

I think about it sometimes. Of course.

I had to give it up.
I'm not myself when I drink.

Is anybody here?

I don't drink.

Short circuit. Woods are full of them.

Sorry. Got no quarters. Not much call
for pocket change up here. I'm afraid.

How handy.

Another fortuitous short circuit.
Yes. Yes. Indeed.

- Let me by.
- No way. No one gets past Rover.

I'm gonna eat you. Danny. I'm gonna
start from the toes and work my way up.

Dick. Please, please, please come!

Are you all right?

Dick. Please, please come!

It's my father! It's my daddy!
Please come!

Dr. Peter, please come to the
information booth for a message.

You better be on time.

For that little child's sake.
You just better be.

Faker!

To the ref...

kill him. I say.

Fortunately. My little Chickadee...

there's a lot more where that
came from. Yes, yes.

Bebop. Hit me with it.

May I pour you one more drink. Sir?

One?

One. He says. What is your name?

Grady. Sir. Delbert Grady.

Well. Delbert. “Just one“
is no longer in my vocabulary.

I've got a lot of lost time to make
up for and it's been a dry century.

Yes. Sir. I meant. May I pour you one
more before you go on to the ballroom?

Now. Why would I want to go
into the ballroom. Grady...

when all my friends are here?

You have friends everywhere
in the Overlook. Mr. Torrance.

If I may say so. Sir.

You keep pouring and you can say
anything you like. Big boy.

- Why are we going into the ballroom?
- You're expected. Sir. At the party.

In that case. Delbert...

I think you better
hose this baby down.

My pleasure. Sir.

Danny. Where's your father?

He's drunk.

You don't need to tell me. I know what
he sounds like when he's drunk.

I remember.

It's not possible.
There's no liquor up here.

There is now.

What' s that?

The band. They're here now too.

Horace. Someone I must meet.
Will you excuse me?

Bite him once in the
thigh for me. Darling.

Hi.

Well. Hello. Beautiful.

You're the new caretaker.

- That's what they tell me.
- Well. Take care of me then.

My pleasure.

I like you.

That's nice.

We can go upstairs if you want.

I'm supposed to be with Harry Derwent.
But. As you can see. He's found a friend.

Down. Boy. Down. Down.
Stay. Stay. Stay.

My God. It's really him.

Speak. Doggy. Speak. Come on. Jump.

- It's really him.
- Harry? Of course it's him.

It's his party.
His hotel. His friends.

But sometimes he's so boring.

And surely even new caretakers
know it isn't polite to stare.

What do you think?

You wanna go upstairs.
See the sights. Ride the rides?

What's the matter?
See something green?

No.

But I don't play
with Horace Derwent's toys.

Even new caretakers
know better than that.

You bastard.

Grady. You old horse drover, you.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Tell you something profound. My pal:

Love means never having
to say you're sober.

Eric Livingston Seagull wrote that.

- If you say so. Sir.
- I do.

Allow me. Sir. Whiskey. Wasn't it?

- Water back. On the side.
- No. No. No.

No ice either. It was always
my fate to drink it straight.

I'm a poet. But I don't know it.

Not much of a playwright though. Uh...

- Grady. Sir. Delbert Grady.
- You bet your dog whistle.

Thank you.

- Grady... I know that name.
- Do you. Sir?

Yes. I do.

- Weren't you the caretaker here once?
- I don't believe so. Sir.

You're the caretaker here.
You've always been the caretaker.

- The same manager hired us both.
- Ullman?

Who?

You might want to take that up
with your son.

What's he got to do with this?

He understands a great deal
about your delicate position...

here at the Overlook. Shall we say?

Although he hasn't bothered to
enlighten you. Rather naughty of him.

In fact. He's crossed you at almost
every turn. Hasn't he?

- That he has.
- He must be corrected. Sir.

He and your wife both.

They don't care for this
lovely old place the way that you do.

They don't.

In fact. My wife wants us to leave.

Yeah. Wendy.

She personifies the three B's:

Blond. Beautiful. Full of bull.

Women...
Can't live with them. Can't kill them.

Can't you. Sir?

If they could leave. Just leave.

I mean. It's me the manager wants.
Isn't it?

I mean. I'm the one...

who knows how important it is to
keep the Overlook nice. The way it is.

Your son is trying to bring
an outside party into it.

An outside party?

The cook. Hallorann. The darkie.

Bad. Bad. Bad dog.

A certain scrapbook was left
for you to find by the manager.

Other materials could be put
at your disposal if...

If?

If the matter of your son
can be settled.

He has a great talent.
The manager has special plans for him.

You must deal with him firmly.

I will.

Of course I will.

I have to. After all. That's my job.

I am the caretaker.

Where did you all go?

I see. All at once you're too good
to drink with Jack Torrance.

Okay. You know what I say to that?

The hell with you!

Where the hell did you all go?

Excuse me.
I don't mean to be ungrateful. But...

may I please have a glass?

Drinking from a bottle
is an old stew-bum trick.

Well.

Well. Where there's a will.
There's a way.

Where's the juke?

Play some damn bebop.

How bad is it gonna get?

They say it may be the worst storm
in 10 years.

I think it's sort of fun.
I love winter storms.

You aren't exactly dressed
for the weather. Sir.

That'll be rectified.

- You have far to go?
- Farther than I'd like.

If you'd like. I could phone the
gas station at the Route 270 junction.

- They'll put on chains for you.
- Thanks. That'd be a blessing.

Hi.

Dick! Dick! Please come!

I'm on my way. Doc.
Let up before you blow my brains out.

Jack?

Jack?

My mask.

Wendy.

Baby... Hurt my head.

Jack?

What have you been doing behind my back?
What are you planning?

How long have you been trying
to keep me down?

Is George Hatfield a part of this?

You hired George Hatfield to slash
my tires so I'd lose my job?

Did you?

You turned my own son against me.
That was the worst.

But I found out.

'Cause I have friends. Wendy.
I have friends. And they told me...

Daddy. Stop!

Stop! You're hurting Mommy!

He's interfering again.

Trying to stop you
from doing your job.

Stop hurting her! Stop it!

Mind your business.
You damned pup.

Danny... Doc? Oh. My God.

Mommy. No!

Danny. Hey.

Listen to me.

No. Leave me alone.

I wanna go to sleep.
I wanna go to sleep.

No. Danny. You can't.
It's too important.

Listen to me.

It was not your daddy
who was trying to hurt me.

And I don't wanna
hurt you or Daddy.

It's the hotel.

Yes. Yes.

I told you.

Yes. You did.

We heard him this morning.
Singing and talking to himself.

Sometimes he wasn't talking
to himself.

I know. I know.
I can hear them now too.

The hotel people. I woke them up.
It's my fault.

No. It's not your fault.

It wasn't you trying to choke me.

They're getting stronger. Aren't they?

Pretty soon they won't
be ghosts at all.

And then they won't need Daddy.

They'll throw him away like he was
a paper cup. Or something.

Watch out, Danny.
Watch out for the broken glass.

Daddy's sick. That's all.

The hotel made him sick.

I wish he was better.

Me too. Baby.

That's why you gotta
help me put him away somewhere.

Somewhere where he's safe.

For him and for us.

Where are we gonna put him?

Go unbolt the door. Danny.

Come on. Danny.

- Come on!
- It doesn't want to open.

Come on!

- Mommy. He's waking up.
- That you. Old Doc?

Scrunch down here.
Let me get a look at you.

Just go to sleep. Daddy.

Danny. Get out! Get out!

Let me out of here!

Let me out or you're gonna be the
sorriest people...

You've got five minutes!

That's not your daddy talking.

I know. It's the hotel.
I remember.

Let me out!

Danny! Wendy! Let me out!

You better think about this, because if
I have to get out of here on my own...

I'm gonna find you. And
I'm gonna bash your brains in!

Don't leave me in here!

Don't even think about it!

You come back here
and open this door.

You mind me now. Danny.

Mind your father.

Wendy?

I'd try the snow, you two.

I'll tell you one thing...

if I get out of here
and find you...

you're gonna wish you had.

Jack?

“Jack?“

Jack. Are you all right?

“Jack. Are you all right?“

It's only temporary. Jack.

At least you have
plenty to eat in there.

You bitch.

I'm sorry. Jack.

You're out of your mind, Dick.

Torrance is in here once a
week to gas the hotel truck...

almost always had that kid with him.
I don't think he'd hurt him.

Have I got enough gas to get me up to
the hotel and back down again?

Sure. But you ain't gonna make it.

I love you. Howie.
You're one cheery M.F.A.

“fl.F.A.?

Mighty Fine American.

Yeah. Well. You're one dead M.F.A.

You better hope I never get
out of here. Sweetheart.

You better hope that.

You appear to be locked in. Sir.

You haven't taken care of the business
we talked about. Sir.

Your wife and son?

I will.
Just let me out of here. And I will.

I dislike having
to tell you this, sir...

but questions about
your dedication...

have begun to be asked
in certain quarters.

Just let me out, Grady.

Let me out.
And I'll show you how wrong they are.

I'll show all of them.

You would bring us your son?

Yes. Yes!

This blizzard. The worst to sock
Colorado in the last 10 years...

continues to rage here in Denver..

But. In the high country. The worst
seems to be over. Back to you. Bertha.

Doc?

Great party!

You shut up. You can't hurt me.

Without Danny and Jack to help you.
You're nothing. You're just...

You're just...

spooks.

Jack...

No.

Oh. God. No'.!

Danny!

“ Redrum.“

Jack?

Are you in there?

Please. Jack.
If you're in there. Answer me.

Jack?

Great party!

You play with me all you want.
But you're not taking my son.

You're never taking my son!

You stop it.

Just stop it!

- Unmask!
- Stroke of midnight!

Stop it!

God! Stop it!

Kissin'. Kissin'...

that's what I been missin'.

Jack...

You scared me.

Sure I did.

You scare easy. Wendy.

That's why you wanna leave.

You're better off without that.

I wouldn't wanna see
my darling spouse...

cut herself.

Jack.

You thought you could
lock me in there.

Is that what you thought?

No way. Sweetheart.

Not here.

Not here.

See...

I have friends. Wendy.

Good friends.

Not like you.

You were never really my friend.
Were you?

- Jack. That's not true.
- Were you?!

And now...

Now. By God. You are going
to take your medicine.

First the whiner.
Then the whelp.

Yes. Sir.

Yes. Sirree. Bob!

And you thought nothing
here could hurt you. Sweetheart.

Boink.

Wrong!

Run. Danny!

Run and hide!

Run and hide. Danny!

Let's end this now. Sweetheart.

Right now.

What do you say?

Danny!

Run and hide!

Run. Baby!

Run and hide. Danny!

Run and hide. Danny.

Daddy's mad at Mommy.

Daddy finally got tired...

of listening to her faithless.
Hateful. Spiteful...

cowardly nagging
and decided to take her to school.

So run and hide!

Run and hide. Little man.

Danny. Run!

Take you to school.

Yeah.

Sometimes it's just...

necessary.

The way I took George Hatfield to school
when I caught him slashing my tires.

Or when I took Danny to school...

when he tried to destroy
my papers...

trying to destroy my play!

He wasn't.

Shut up. Bitch.

That isn't you talking. Jack.
You're not well.

Maybe you're right.

Hell. I know you're right.

But don't worry...

I'll be better soon.

When you're dead.

When your miserable.
Quacking tongue...

is finally just a rotting piece
of meat inside your head.

And would you stop with the knife?

That is just so old.

I'll kill you for that.

In the end...

it'll all work out for the best.
You'll see.

This doesn't have to be painful.
I don't want it to be...

You kill me...

you bitch.

Great party. Isn't it?

Look what you did to me, Wendy.

Just look.

Look at me!

Don't shut the door!

Wendy!

Unlock this door and let me in.

You know. You're only making it worse
for yourself.

Open it up!

Danny!

Danny!

Last chance.

All right. Then.

The hard way.

Danny!

Listen. Son...

I'm having a little problem
with your mother.

You care to help me out, huh?

A few more hits should do it, sir.

Care to take a swing or two?

I'm afraid it's your job.
And yours alone. Sir.

Who says? The manager?

Well. You tell the manager
to watch this:

Coming. Sweetheart.
Here comes papa bear.

No!

Mr. Torrance...

Hallorann's coming.

You'd better take care of this.
Mr. Torrance. Immediately.

Don't you think?

No problem.

Stay close. Darling.

I'll be back.

Danny?

Danny?

Hello. You old bitch.

You're just as ugly in winter
as you are in summer.

Danny.

Danny. Where are you?

Dick?

- Dick?
- Wendy?

- Congratulations, Dick.
- Jack?

- You're a winner.
- Watch out.

- And here's your prize.
- No!

No!

No. I don't think so.

Wendy. Remember that night
in bed on our honeymoon?

I sang that song to you. And you laughed
so hard I thought you'd wet your pants.

- Not that you were wearing any pants...
- Please. Jack.

Put the mallet down.

Don't hurt us anymore...

please.

You're the one that's doing
the hurting.

You're the one that's making it hard.

L just want you
and Danny to be a part of this.

Please.

I beg you.

I beg you.

Torrance?

Your son.

What about him?

We regard him as of
the highest importance.

And time has grown regrettably short.

What are you talking about?

Hallorann's dead.

We don't expect any more party-crashers.
We have all the time in the world.

You'd do better just to listen.
Mr. Torrance.

Yes.

Okay. I'm listening.

You'll find him on the third floor.

Later you may finish discussing
this matter with your wife.

Then we will all sit down together
and toast your accomplishment...

your wife and son included.

Yes. Sir.

I'll be back. Wendy.

Don't make me
have to hunt you down.

Danny?

Come out here a second.

You done something wrong. And I want
you to take your medicine like a man.

The sooner it's begun...

the sooner it's done.

My own dad used to say that.

Danny!

Danny!

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

Really?

How about this?

Come out here.
You damned little pup.

Come out here and take your medicine.

Danny!

Danny.

I'm here.

Come see.

Come see what was forgotten.

Come and see.

Can't. Too dark.

Look. Danny. Even Derwent forgot.
Look.

It's the boiler.

My daddy forgot to dump the boiler.

That's right. Doc.
It's gonna blow any time.

When it does...

Everything.

Danny!

Danny!

Why. Danny.

Fancy meeting you here.

How you doing. Doc?

I'm okay. Daddy.

I have to punish you a little bit now.
You know that. Don't you. Doc?

But as soon as we get that out of the
way. We can all be friends again.

They don't want you here. Daddy.
Mommy. Either.

They only want me.

That's a lie!

Dick! Dick!

Wake up. Dick.
For the love of God. Wake up!

Where?

Lay me down! Lay me down!
It's gonna explode.

You've got to get up.
You've got to get up. Please.

Get up! Please. Dick!
Jack is up there somewhere.

He's coming after Danny.

He's gonna kill my son.

It's me they want.

Me.

And now I'm gonna show you...

who the boss is around here.

Now.

Let's see you pull a few
of your fancy tricks now.

All out of tricks. Aren't you?

Don't try to look so innocent.
I know what you've been up to.

I didn't fall off the hay truck
yesterday. You know.

You called him. Didn't you?

Hallorann.

But it didn't work.

I laid him out just as pretty.

And now it's time for you
to take your medicine.

And for me to do my
fatherly duty by you...

little as I might like it.

You're not my daddy.

Such a smart little boy
it is. Or thinks it is.

- Who else would I be?
- Just another Halloween mask.

The hotel needs you because
I won't let it into my head anymore.

You don't scare me.

Oh. But I will.

I'll scare you plenty.
You damned little pup!

I'm gonna be the caretaker here...

you damned little pup.

I'm gonna be the caretaker!
They promised!

They promise, but they lie.

They made you drink again. That was
the only way you'd believe the lie.

The only way you'd hurt us.

Danny?

Is that you. Doc?

Daddy!

I didn't mean to hurt you.
Neither of you.

I know.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

So sorry.

So sorry. So sorry.

You know who “sorry“ is for. Doc?

“Sorry“ is for wimps.
For people who aren't...

aren't...

who aren't of managerial timber.

Danny.

Danny. Run away quick.
Run away quick!

- And remember how much I love you.
- No.

Danny. For God's sakes!

I know what you forgot.
What even Derwent forgot.

What could a worthless
little pup like you know?

That my daddy hasn't dumped
the boiler pressure today.

No.

No!

Oh. No! No!

- My God. Was that Jack?
- Jack? No. Jack's gone.

Mommy? Dick?

We have to get out.
The boiler's gonna explode.

The boiler? He hasn't dumped it?

No. Not today. He forgot.
They all did.

Come on. Get some warm clothes.
We got to get out of here damn quick.

- Hurry. Mr. Torrance.
- Dump it. Torrance. There's still time.

Quick. Torrance. Dump it.

Hurry up. If we're in here
when that boiler goes off...

they'll be able to bury all three
of us together. In the same shoebox.

Hurry up. Doc.
Whatever it is, hurry up!

- Daddy, stop!
- What is it, Torrance?

Nothing.

Daddy.

- Come on. Doc. Come on. We gotta go.
- Leave him alone.

You can stop them. Daddy.
It's up to you.

Stop daydreaming.
Get upstairs and take care of them.

If they get away.
They'll bring in outsiders.

No.

No. That's not right.

It's us.

It's up to us, Doc.

Yeah. Us.

Kissin'. Kissin'.

Yeah.

That's what I've been missin'.

They'll try to use you. Doc.
If they can't use me. Be ready.

I will.

Come on. We gotta go right now.

What are you doing? Are you crazy?

I was.

But I'm better now.

Make him stop.

Hurry. You fool!

Daddy, stop them.
They're getting stronger.

No. Danny. No.

Danny. Don't let them.

You're not real. Now get out
of my head! Not real!

False face!

Gentlemen...

I think the party's over.

Oh. My God.

Come on!

Look at them! They're burning.
They're all burning up.

Look.

Hold on. Guys.

Goodbye. Daddy.

I love you.

Candace Laurel Mundy.

John Patrick Morrison.

Shawn Franklin Nackery.

Dick. Dick.

- Judith Annette Sawyer.
- Excuse me.

- How you doing. Precious?
- Fine. Now that you're here.

- I didn't think you'd make it.
- I'm getting a little old for this traffic.

- How is the art gallery owner? Okay?
- I made it through the first year.

With plenty of help from...

Good .

Now the really important question:

- Any new man in your life?
- No. Only man in my life is...

right up there.

Rebecca Janis Toland.

I'm gonna cry.

That makes two of us. Wendy-girl.

Daniel Anthony Torrance.

Danny Torrance is graduating
with high honors.

- You're gonna knock them dead at Duke.
- Thanks. Ms. Jenkins.

Way to go. Doc.

I love you guys.

- Dick. Did you hear that?
- Sure did. He's still a pistol.

Hey. Doc.

Good job. Doc.

What's he looking at? Why did he stop?

Don't worry. Precious.
All's well that ends well.

I love you.

That's what I been missin'.

Good shot!