Oh Well Throw Them Back in the Water Again
The Shining is a 1980 British-American horror film virtually a frustrated writer, his wife and their disturbed son who experience a series of paranormal horrors while looking afterwards a deserted hotel for the winter.
- Directed by Stanley Kubrick. Written past Stanley Kubrick and Diane Johnson, based on the novel past Stephen Rex.
All work and no play brand Jack a wearisome boy...(taglines)
Jack Torrance [edit]
- [typed] All piece of work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
- God, I'd give annihilation for a drink. I'd give my goddamned soul for only a drinking glass of beer.
- I'll just set my bourbon and advocaat down right here.
- Wendy, baby... I call back yous hurt my caput real bad. I'one thousand dizzy. I think I need a doctor.
- Wendy? You got a big surprise coming to you. [laughs] You're not going anywhere. Go check out the Snow Cat and the radio and you'll see what I mean. [laughing insanely] Get cheque information technology out! Become cheque it out!
- Wendy, I'm home.
- Picayune pigs, piffling pigs, let me come in. [Silence and a break] Not by the hair of your chiny-chin-chins? And so I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!
- Hereś Johnny !
- Note: ranked #68 in the American Motion-picture show Constitute's list of the top 100 picture quotations in American movie theater
- Come out, come out, wherever you are!
- Danny! I'g coming! You lot can't go abroad! I'1000 right behind ya!
- Wendy, darling, light of my life, I'g not gonna hurt ya. Ya didn't let me end my sentence. I said, I'g non gonna hurt ya. I'm just gonna bash your brains in. I'm gonna fustigate 'em right the fuck in. [laughs]
Wendy Torrance [edit]
- It was just one of those things, you know. Purely an blow. My hubby had, uh, been drinking, and he came abode about three hours late. And then he wasn't exactly in the greatest mood that nighttime. And, well, Danny had scattered some of his school papers all over the room, and my married man grabbed his arm and pulled him away from them. It's... information technology's just the sort of thing y'all do a hundred times with a kid, you know, in the park or in the streets. But on this particular occasion, my husband just used likewise much force, and he injured Danny's arm. [Nervous laugh] Anyway, something expert did come out of it all, because he said "Wendy, I'm never gonna affect another drop. And if I practice, you lot tin can get out me." And he didn't, and he hasn't had any booze in, uh, five months.
- [To Jack] You did this to him, didn't you? You son-of-a-bitch! You lot did this to him! Didn't you?! [Jack shakes his head in denial] How could y'all? How could yous?!
- If Jack won't come with us, I'll simply have to tell them that nosotros're going by ourselves.
- [When Tony says he does not desire to go to the Overlook Hotel] Well, permit'southward just wait and see. Nosotros're all going to have a real good time.
Danny Torrance [edit]
- Tony, I'm scared. [Equally Tony] Remember what Mr. Hallorann said. Information technology's just like pictures in a book. It isn't real.
- [As Tony] Danny'south not here, Mrs. Torrance … Danny can't wake up, Mrs. Torrance … Danny'southward gone away, Mrs. Torrance.
- Redrum … Redrum … Redrum … [Wendy sees information technology written backwards on the door, and in the mirror it spells "murder"]
Dick Hallorann [edit]
- We've got canned fruits and vegetables, canned fish and meats, hot and cold syrups, Post Toasties, Corn Flakes, Carbohydrate Puffs, Rice Krispies, Oatmeal … and Cream of Wheat. You got a dozen jugs of blackness molasses, we got lx boxes of dried milk, 30 twelve-pound bags of sugar … at present we got stale peaches, dried apricots, stale raisins, dried prunes... [Telepathically to Danny] How'd you similar some ice cream, Doctor?
- (Imitating Bugs Bunny) Eh, what's up, Doc?
Others [edit]
- Stuart Ullman: Construction started in 1907. It was finished in 1909. The site is supposed to be located on an Indian burial ground, and I believe they actually had to repel a few Indian attacks as they were building it.
- Grady Twins: Hullo, Danny. Come and play with us. Come and play with us, Danny. Forever... [shots of their bloody corpses]... and ever... and ever.
- Hotel Guest: Great political party, isn't it?
Dialogue [edit]
- Danny: Do y'all really want to become and live in that hotel for the winter?
- Wendy: Sure I do. It'll be lots of fun.
- Danny: Yeah, I guess so. Anyway, there's hardly anybody to play with around here.
- Wendy: Yeah, I know. It always takes a little fourth dimension to brand new friends.
- Danny: Yes, I guess then.
- Wendy: What nigh Tony? He'southward looking forward to the hotel, I bet.
- Danny: [as Tony] No I ain't, Mrs. Torrance.
- Wendy: Now, come on, Tony, don't be silly.
- Danny: [as Tony] I don't want to become there, Mrs. Torrance.
- Wendy: Well, how come up you lot don't desire to go?
- Danny: [every bit Tony] I just don't.
- Wendy: Well, permit's merely await and encounter. We're all going to have a real good time.
- Ullman: Physically, information technology'due south not a very demanding job. The only thing that tin can get a bit trying up here during the wintertime is... the tremendous sense of isolation.
- Jack: Well, that simply happens to be exactly what I'g looking for. I'grand outlining a new writing project and, uh, five months of peace is just what I need.
- Ullman: That'south very good, Jack. Because... for some people, solitude and isolation can, in itself, become a problem.
- Jack: Non for me.
- Ullman: I don't suppose they told you annihilation in Denver about the tragedy nosotros had up hither during the wintertime of 1970?
- Jack: I don't believe they did.
- Ullman: Well, my predecessor in this task hired a man named Charles Grady equally the winter caretaker. And he came up here with his wife and two piddling girls - I think they were well-nigh eight and ten - and he had a skilful employment tape, good references, and from what I've been told he seemed like a completely normal individual. But at some point during the winter, he must have suffered some kind of complete mental breakdown. He ran amok and... he killed his family with an axe. Stacked them neatly in one of the rooms in the West Wing, and then he... put both barrels of a shotgun in his rima oris. Police thought it was what the old-timers used to call cabin fever; a kind of claustrophobic reaction that can occur when people are shut in together over long periods of fourth dimension.
- Jack: Well, that is quite a story.
- Ullman: [chuckling] Yeah, yeah it is. Oh, it'due south still difficult for me to believe it really happened hither, only it did. And then I think y'all can appreciate why I wanted to tell you about it.
- Jack: I certainly can, and I also understand why your people in Denver left it for yous to tell me.
- Wendy: Hey, wasn't information technology effectually here that the Donner Party got snowbound?
- Jack: I think that was further due west in the Sierras.
- Wendy: Oh...
- Danny: What was the Donner Party?
- Jack: They were a party of settlers in covered-wagon times. They got snowbound one winter in the mountains, and they had to resort to cannibalism in society to stay alive.
- Danny: You mean they ate each other upwards?
- Jack: They had to, in order to survive.
- Wendy: Jack--
- Danny: Don't worry, Mom. I know all about cannibalism. I saw it on Idiot box.
- Jack: You see? It'south okay. He saw it on the television.
- Wendy: Are all these Indian designs authentic?
- Ullman: Yep, I believe so. Mainly based on Navajo and Apache motifs.
- Wendy: Oh well, they're really gorgeous. As a matter of fact, this is probably the about gorgeous hotel I've e'er seen.
- Ullman: Oh, this old place has had an illustrious past. In its heyday, it was one of the stopping places for the jet-set up, even before everyone knew what a jet-set was. We had four presidents who stayed here. Lots of movie stars.
- Wendy: Royalty?
- Ullman: All the best people.
- Ullman: We tin accommodate up to three hundred people here very comfortably.
- Wendy: Male child, I'll betcha we could really have a good political party in this room, huh?
- Ullman: I'1000 afraid you're not gonna do too well here, unless you lot brought your ain supplies. We always remove all the booze from the premises when we close down. That reduces the insurance nosotros normally have to bear.
- Jack: Nosotros don't drink.
- Ullman: Well then you're in luck.
- Hallorann: Mrs. Torrance, your husband introduced you lot as Winifred. Now, are yous a Winnie or a Freddy?
- Wendy: I'chiliad a Wendy.
- Hallorann: Oh, that's overnice. That's the prettiest.
- Ullman: By five o'clock tonight, you'll never know anybody was ever here.
- Wendy: Simply similar a ghost ship, huh?
- Hallorann: You lot know how I knew your name was Doc? [Danny doesn't answer] You know what i'm talkin' 'bout, don't you lot? [No answer again] I can remember when I was a piffling boy, my grandmother and I could hold conversations entirely without ever opening our mouths. She chosen it "shining". And for a long time, I thought information technology was just the two of us that had the shine to us. But similar you probably thought you was the only one. But there are other folks, though more often than not they don't know it, or don't believe it. How long have you been able to exercise it? [Danny doesn't respond] Why don't you wanna talk near it?
- Danny: I'thou not supposed to.
- Hallorann: Who says you ain't supposed to?
- Danny: Tony.
- Hallorann: Who's Tony?
- Danny: Tony is a picayune boy that lives in my mouth.
- Hallorann: Is Tony the one that tells you lot things?
- Danny: Aye.
- Hallorann: How does he tell you things?
- Danny: Information technology's like I go to sleep, and he shows me things. Only when I wake up, I can't think everything.
- Hallorann: Does your Mom and Dad know near Tony?
- Danny: Yes.
- Hallorann: Practice they know he tells y'all things?
- Danny: No. Tony told me never to tell them.
- Hallorann: Has Tony ever told y'all annihilation about this place? About the Overlook Hotel?
- Danny: I don't know.
- Hallorann: Now think real difficult, Md. Think.
- Danny: Maybe he showed me something.
- Hallorann: Attempt to think of what it was.
- Danny: Mr. Hallorann, are y'all scared of this place?
- Hallorann: No. I ain't scared of cipher hither. It'south merely that, you know, some places are like people. Some "smooth" and some don't. I guess you could say the Overlook Hotel hither has something nearly like "shining".
- Danny: Is there something bad here?
- Hallorann: Well, you lot know, Doc, when something happens, it can leave a trace of itself backside, say like if someone burns toast. Well, maybe things that happen go out other kinds of traces behind. Non things that anyone else can find, simply things that people who smooth can see, just like they can see things that haven't happened yet. Well, sometimes they can meet things that happened a long time agone. I remember a lot of things happened right here in this hotel over the years, and not all of 'em was good.
- Danny: What about Room 237?
- Hallorann: Room 237?
- Danny: You're scared of Room 237, own't ya?
- Hallorann: No I own't.
- Danny: Mr. Hallorann, what is in Room 237?
- Hallorann: Nothing! At that place own't cypher in Room 237, but you haven't got no concern going in there anyway, so stay out. You understand? Stay out!
- [Wendy brings Jack breakfast in bed]
- Wendy: It'southward really pretty exterior. How well-nigh taking me for a walk after you've finished your breakfast?
- Jack: Oh, I suppose I ought to endeavor to practice some writing first.
- Wendy: Whatsoever ideas yet?
- Jack: Lots of ideas. No proficient ones.
- Wendy: Well, something'll come. It'due south only a thing of settling back into the habit of writing every solar day.
- Jack: Yeah, that's all it is.
- Wendy: It's really overnice upwards here, isn't it?
- Jack: I dear it, I really do. I've never been this happy or comfy anywhere.
- Wendy: Yeah, it's amazing how fast you go used to such a big place. I tell you, when we first came up here, I idea information technology was kind of scary.
- Jack: I cruel in love with it right away. When I came up here for my interview, it was as though I'd been here before. I mean, we all have moments of déjà vu, simply this was ridiculous. Information technology was virtually every bit though I knew what was going to be effectually every corner.
- Wendy: Get a lot written today?
- Jack: Yes.
- Wendy: Hey! Atmospheric condition forecast said information technology's gonna snow this evening!
- Jack: What practise you lot want me to do virtually it?
- Wendy: Aw, come on, Hun. Don't be so grouchy.
- Jack: I'one thousand not being grouchy. I simply want to finish my piece of work.
- Wendy: Okay, I empathise. I'll come dorsum afterward on with a couple of sandwiches for ya, and possibly you'll allow me read something then.
- Jack: Wendy, permit me explicate something to you lot. Whenever you come in hither and interrupt me, you're breaking my concentration. Y'all're distracting me! [he hits his head with the palm of his hand, rips upwards his manuscript, and throws information technology onto the flooring] And it will then take me time to go back to where I was! Sympathize?!
- Wendy: Yep.
- Jack: I'm gonna make a new rule: whenever I'm in here, and you hear me typing, [presses down on random keys] whether yous don't hear me typing, any the fuck you hear me doing in here, when I'm in here, that means that I am working. That means don't come in. Now, do you retrieve you can handle that?
- Wendy: Yep.
- Jack: Fine. Why don't yous outset right now and get the fuck outta here?
- Wendy: Okay...
- [Danny enters the room finding Jack awake sitting on his bed]
- Danny: Can I go to my room and go my fire-engine?
- Jack: Come hither for a minute start. [Danny sits with Jack] How'south it going, Doc?
- Danny: Okay.
- Jack: Are you having a skillful fourth dimension?
- Danny: Aye, Dad.
- Jack: Good. I want yous to have a adept time.
- Danny: I am. Dad?
- Jack: Yes?
- Danny: Do you feel bad?
- Jack: No. I'm but a piddling tired.
- Danny: Then why don't y'all go to sleep?
- Jack: I tin't. I have too much to do.
- Danny: Dad?
- Jack: Yes?
- Danny: Do you lot like this hotel?
- Jack: Yeah I do. I love it. Don't you?
- Danny: I guess so.
- Jack: Practiced. I desire you to like it here. I wish nosotros could stay hither for ever, and ever... and e'er.
- Danny: Dad?
- Jack: What?
- Danny: You wouldn't ever hurt Mommy and me, would you?
- Jack: What do you hateful? Did your mother ever say that to you lot, that I would hurt you lot?
- Danny: No, Dad.
- Jack: Are you certain?
- Danny: Yeah, Dad.
- Jack: I beloved you, Danny. I beloved you more than annihilation else in the whole world, and I'd never do anything to injure you, e'er. You know that, don't you?
- Danny: Yes, Dad.
- Jack: Skillful.
- Jack: It was the almost terrible nightmare I e'er had! It's the most horrible dream I e'er had!
- Wendy: It'southward okay, it's over now.
- Jack: I dreamed that I — that I killed you and Danny. But I didn't just kill you. I cut yous upwards into lilliputian pieces. Oh my God! I must be losing my listen.
- Wendy: Everything'southward gonna be all correct.
- Jack: Hi, Lloyd. A petty ho-hum tonight, isn't it? [laughs]
- Lloyd: Yes it is, Mr. Torrance. What'll information technology be?
- Jack: I'm awfully glad y'all asked me that, Lloyd. Because I just happen to have two twenties and two tens right hither in my wallet. I was afraid they were gonna be there until next April. And so here's what: y'all skid me a bottle of bourbon, a little glass and some ice. You can do that, can't you, Lloyd? You're not likewise busy, are you?
- Lloyd: No, sir. I'm not busy at all.
- Jack: Good human being! You set 'em up and I'll knock 'em back, Lloyd. One past one. White homo's burden, Lloyd, my man! White homo's burden. [checks wallet] Say, Lloyd, it seems I'yard temporarily light! How'due south my credit in this joint, anyway?
- Lloyd: Your credit'southward fine, Mr. Torrance.
- Jack: That'southward swell. I like you, Lloyd. I always liked yous. You were always the best of 'em. Best god-damn bartender from Timbuktu to Portland, Maine. Or Portland, Oregon, for that matter.
- Lloyd: Thank you for saying so.
- Jack: Hither'southward to five miserable months on the railroad vehicle, and all the irreparable harm that it'due south caused me.
- Lloyd: How are things going, Mr. Torrance?
- Jack: Things could exist ameliorate, Lloyd. Things could be a whole lot better.
- Lloyd: I hope it's nil serious.
- Jack: No. Nil serious. Merely a footling problem with the, uh, old sperm-bank upstairs. Nothing I can't handle though, Lloyd. Thanks.
- Lloyd: Women. Can't live with 'em, can't alive without 'em.
- Jack: Words of wisdom, Lloyd! Words of wisdom. I never laid a hand on him, goddamn it. I didn't. I wouldn't touch one hair on his goddamn little head. I dearest the little son of a bowwow! I'd do anything for him, any fucking thing for him. But that bitch! As long as I live, she'll never let me forget what happened. I did hurt him once, okay? It was an blow — completely unintentional, could have happened to anybody — and information technology was three goddamn years ago! The little fucker had thrown all my papers all over the floor, and all I tried to exercise was pull him upwards! A momentary loss of muscular coordination, all right? A few actress foot-pounds of energy per second, per 2d.
- Wendy: Jack, there'southward someone else in the hotel with us! There'southward a crazy adult female in one of the rooms! She tried to strangle Danny!
- Jack: Are y'all out of your fucking heed?
- Wendy: No, it's the truth! I swear it! Danny told me! He went upwardly into one of the bedrooms, the door was open up, and he saw this crazy woman in the bathtub! She tried to strangle him!
- Jack: [pause] Which room was it?
- Wendy: Did you lot find annihilation?
- Jack: No, nothing at all. I didn't come across ane goddamn affair.
- Wendy: You went into the room Danny said, to 237?
- Jack: Yes I did.
- Wendy: And y'all didn't run into anything at all?
- Jack: Absolutely zippo. How is he?
- Wendy: He's notwithstanding comatose.
- Jack: Good. I'1000 sure he'll be himself again in the morning.
- Wendy: Well, are you sure it was the right room? I mean, maybe Danny made a mistake.
- Jack: He must have gone in that room. The door was open up, the lights were on.
- Wendy: Oh, I just don't sympathize information technology. What well-nigh those bruises on his neck? Somebody did that to him.
- Jack: I remember he did information technology to himself.
- Wendy: No, that's not possible.
- Jack: Wendy, one time y'all rule out his version of what happened, there is no other caption, is there? It wouldn't be much different from the episode that he had earlier we came upwards here, would it?
- Wendy: 'Whatsoever the explanation is, I think we have to become Danny out of here.
- Jack: Get him out of hither?
- Wendy: Yes.
- Jack: You mean just leave the hotel?
- Wendy: Yes.
- Jack: Information technology is then fucking typical of yous to create a problem like this when I finally take a chance to achieve something, when I'm really into my piece of work! I could actually write my ain ticket if I went back to Boulder now, couldn't I? Shoveling out driveways? Work in a carwash? Whatever of that appeal to you?
- Wendy: Jack, please!
- Jack: Wendy, I have permit you fuck upward my life so far, but I am not gonna let you fuck this up!
- Lloyd: Good evening, Mr. Torrance.
- Jack: Hi, Lloyd. Been abroad, but now I'thousand dorsum.
- Lloyd: Information technology'due south proficient to run into you.
- Jack: It'due south proficient to be back, Lloyd.
- Lloyd: What'll it be, sir?
- Jack: Hair of the dog that fleck me.
- Lloyd: Bourbon on the rocks.
- Jack: That'll do her.
- Lloyd: No charge to y'all, Mr. Torrance.
- Jack: No charge?
- Lloyd: Your money's no skillful hither. Orders from the house.
- Jack: Orders from the firm?
- Lloyd: Drink upward, Mr. Torrance.
- Jack: I'm the kind of human being who likes to know who's buying their drinks, Lloyd.
- Lloyd: It's not a thing that concerns you, Mr. Torrance. At to the lowest degree not at this point.
- Jack: Anything y'all say, Lloyd! Anything you say!
- Jack: What do they call yous around here, Jeevesy?
- Grady: Grady, sir. Delbert Grady.
- Jack: Grady?
- Grady: Yes, sir.
- Jack: Delbert Grady?
- Grady: That'south right, sir.
- Jack: Uh, Mr. Grady, haven't I seen you somewhere before?
- Grady: Why no, sir. I don't believe so. [cleans Jack's coat] Ah, it'due south coming off now, sir.
- Jack: Um, Mr. Grady, weren't yous in one case the caretaker here?
- Grady: Why no, sir. I don't believe so.
- Jack: Yous a married human, are y'all, Mr. Grady?
- Grady: Yep, sir. I have a wife and two daughters, sir.
- Jack: And, uh, where are they now?
- Grady: Oh, they're somewhere effectually. I'chiliad not quite sure at the moment, sir.
- Jack: Mr. Grady, yous were the caretaker hither. I recognize yous. I saw your picture in the newspapers. You uh, chopped your wife and daughters up into little bits and so you blew your brains out.
- Grady: That'south strange, sir. I don't have any recollection of that at all.
- Jack: Mr. Grady, yous were the flagman hither.
- Grady: I'm lamentable to differ with you lot, sir, but y'all are the caretaker. You've always been the caretaker. I should know, sir. I've ever been here. Did you lot know, Mr. Torrance, that your son is attempting to bring an outside party into this situation? Did you know that?
- Jack: No.
- Grady: He is, Mr. Torrance.
- Jack: Who?
- Grady: A nigger.
- Jack: A nigger?
- Grady: A nigger cook.
- Jack: How?
- Grady: Your son has a very great talent. I don't think you lot are aware how peachy it is, simply he is attempting to apply that very talent confronting your will.
- Jack: Well, he is a very willful boy!
- Grady: Indeed he is, Mr. Torrance. A very willful boy. A rather naughty boy, if I may be so bold, sir.
- Jack: It'south his female parent. She uh, interferes.
- Grady: Perhaps they need a good talking to, if you don't heed my saying so. Perhaps a bit more. My girls, sir, they didn't intendance for the Overlook at outset. One of them actually stole a pack of matches and tried to burn it down, but I corrected them, sir. And when my wife tried to prevent me from doing my duty, I corrected her.
- [Wendy is reading Jack'due south manuscript which constantly says "All work and no play makes Jack a irksome boy". A manic Jack appears]
- Jack: How do you like it?
- Wendy: [screams] Jack!
- Jack: What are you doing down hither?
- Wendy: I simply wanted to talk to you.
- Jack: Okay. Let's talk. What practise you want to talk virtually?
- Wendy: I — I can't really recall.
- Jack: You tin't call up?
- Wendy: No. I can't.
- Jack: Peradventure information technology was nearly Danny? Maybe information technology was most him. I remember we should talk over Danny. I call back we should discuss what should exist done with him. What should exist done with him?
- Wendy: [sobbing] I don't know.
- Jack: I don't think that's true. I think yous have some very definite ideas almost what should exist washed with Danny, and I'd like to know what they are.
- Wendy: I think perhaps he should be taken to a md!
- Jack: You recollect "possibly" he should exist "taken to a doctor"?
- Wendy: Aye!
- Jack: When do you think "maybe" he should be "taken to a doctor"?
- Wendy: As soon as possible!
- Jack: "As soon equally possible"?
- Wendy: Jack! Please!
- Jack: Yous believe his health might be at stake.
- Wendy: Yes!
- Jack: You are concerned about him.
- Wendy: Yep!
- Jack: And are you concerned about me?
- Wendy: Of grade I am!
- Jack: "Of course" yous are! E'er thought about my responsibilities?
- Wendy: Oh, Jack, what are you talking about?
- Jack: Have you ever had a single moment'southward thought about my responsibilities? Accept you e'er thought, for a single solitary moment, well-nigh my responsibilities to my employers? Has information technology e'er occurred to you that I accept agreed to wait after the Overlook Hotel until May the first? Does it matter to you at all that the owners have placed their complete conviction and trust in me, and that I have signed a alphabetic character of agreement, a contract, in which I have accepted that responsibleness? Do you have the slightest idea what a moral and ethical principle is? Practice you? Has it ever occurred to you what would happen to my time to come if I were to fail to live up to my responsibilities? Has it e'er occurred to you? Has information technology?
- Wendy: [swinging a bat] Stay away from me!
- Jack: Why?
- Wendy: I only desire to become back to my room!
- Jack: Why?
- Wendy: Well, I'thousand very confused! I just demand a take chances to recollect things over!
- Jack: You've had your whole fucking life to recollect things over! What good's a few minutes more gonna do you lot now?
- Wendy: Stay abroad from me! Please! Don't hurt me!
- Jack: I'm not going to hurt y'all.
- Wendy: Stay abroad from me!
- Jack: Wendy...
- Wendy: Stay away!
- Jack: Darling, light of my life, I'thousand non going to hurt y'all. You didn't let me finish my sentence. I said I'm not gonna injure ya. I'm only going to bash your brains in! I'm going to fustigate 'em correct the fuck in!
- Grady: Mr. Torrance, I see you lot can hardly have taken care of the... business organisation we discussed.
- Jack: No need to rub it in, Mr. Grady. I'll deal with that situation only equally soon equally I get out of here.
- Grady: Will you indeed, Mr. Torrance. I wonder. I have my doubts. I and others have come to believe that your heart is not in this, that you haven't the belly for it.
- Jack: Just give me i more hazard to prove it, Mr. Grady. That's all I inquire.
- Grady: Your married woman appears to exist stronger than nosotros imagined, Mr. Torrance, somewhat more... resourceful. She seems to take got the better of you.
- Jack: For the moment, Mr. Grady. Just for the moment.
- Grady: I fear you lot volition have to deal with this matter in the harshest possible manner, Mr. Torrance. I fear... that is the but thing to do.
- Jack: In that location'southward zippo I expect forwards to with greater pleasure, Mr. Grady.
- Grady: Y'all give your word on that, do y'all, Mr. Torrance?
- Jack: I give yous my give-and-take.
- [the door is unlocked, letting Jack out]
- Danny: [possessed past Tony] Redrum...Redrum...Redrum...
- Wendy: Danny, cease it.
- [Wendy sees it written backwards on the door, and in the mirror information technology spells "murder". Merely then they hear Jack chopping on the door with an ax. Wendy and Danny escapes into the bathroom. Wendy then locks the door and clears out the toiletries on top of the toilet's tank to open the window. Jack manages to break through parts of it.]
- Jack: Wendy, I'm home.
- [He unlocks the door and lets himself in. In the bath, Wendy clears out some snow to make room for Danny. She slides him out to safe. When Wendy attempts to escape the aforementioned fashion, she finds herself trapped in the bathroom as the window's opening isn't large plenty to let her through.]
- Jack:[Advancing in the bedroom] Come up out. Come out, wherever you are.
- [In the bathroom, Wendy opens the bathroom window once again and attempts to escape from there, but she is still stuck.]
- Wendy: Danny, I can't go out. Run. Run and hide. Run! Quick!
- [Danny runs out and Wendy grabs the bread knife to defend herself behind the wall and nearby the shower. Within the bedroom, Jack notices the bath door locked and smiles intently knowing his family is there.]
- Jack: Piffling pigs. Little Pigs, permit me come in. [gets no respond] Not by the hair on your chinny chin-mentum? So I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!
- [He uses the ax to chop open up the bathroom door open and Wendy screams in terror as she begs him to stop. After breaking down parts of the door, he peers in to see her]
- Jack: Here's Johnny!
- [Equally he attempts to reach in the bathroom to open the door, Wendy slices his paw]
About The Shining (film) [edit]
- I don't get information technology. But there are a lot of things that I don't get. Simply manifestly people admittedly love information technology, and they don't sympathize why I don't. The book is hot, and the picture show is cold; the book ends in fire, and the movie in ice. In the book, there's an actual arc where y'all see this guy, Jack Torrance, trying to exist good, and niggling past little he moves over to this place where he'south crazy. And as far as I was concerned, when I saw the picture, Jack was crazy from the first scene. I had to proceed my mouth shut at the time. It was a screening, and Nicholson was there. But I'1000 thinking to myself the minute he'due south on the screen, "Oh, I know this guy. I've seen him in five motorcycle movies, where Jack Nicholson played the aforementioned part." And information technology's and then misogynistic. I mean, Wendy Torrance is but presented every bit this sort of screaming dishrag. Merely that'southward but me, that's the way I am.
- Stephen King Stephen King: The Rolling Rock Interview Oct 31, 2014)
Taglines [edit]
- Some places are similar people: some smoothen and some don't
- All work and no play makes Jack a ho-hum boy...
- A Masterpiece of Modern Horror
- Stanley Kubrick's ballsy nightmare of horror
- The Horror is driving him crazy!
- The tide of terror that swept America is Here [UK Affiche]
- He Came As The Flagman, But This Hotel Had Its Own Guardians – Who'd Been There A Long Time
Bandage [edit]
- Jack Nicholson every bit Jack Torrance
- Shelley Duvall as Wendy Torrance
- Danny Lloyd every bit Danny Torrance
- Scatman Crothers as Dick Hallorann
- Barry Nelson as Stuart Ullman
- Philip Rock as Delbert Grady
- Joe Turkel equally Lloyd the Bartender
- Lisa Burns as Grady's Daughter
External links [edit]
- The Shining quotes at the Cyberspace Moving picture Database
- The Shining at Rotten Tomatoes
- The Shining at Filmsite.org
Source: https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/The_Shining_(film)
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