The Shining

JACK: I love you, Danny. I love you more than anything else in the whole world, and I'd never do anything to hurt you, never... You know that, don't you, huh?

DANNY: Yes, Dad.

JACK: Good.

JACK: Did your mother ever say that to you - that I would hurt you?

DANNY: No, Dad.

JACK: Are you sure?

DANNY: Yes, Dad.

DANNY: Dad?

JACK: What?

DANNY: You wouldn't ever hurt Mummy and me, would you?

JACK: What do you mean?

JACK: Yes I do. I love it. Don't you?

DANNY: I guess so.

JACK: Good. I want you to like it here. I wish we could stay here for ever, and ever... ever.

JACK: No. I'm just a little tired.

DANNY: Then why don't you go to sleep?

JACK: I can't. I have too much to do.

DANNY: Dad?

JACK: Yes?

DANNY: Do you like this hotel?

JACK: Are you having a good time?

DANNY: Yes, Dad.

JACK: Good. I want you to have a good time.

DANNY: I am, Dad. Dad?

JACK: Yes.

DANNY: Do you feel bad?

JACK: How's it going, Doc?

DANNY: Okay.

DANNY: Can I go to my room and get my fire-engine?

JACK: Come here for a minute, first.

JACK: There were a party of settlers in the covered wagon times. They got snowbound one winter in the mountains. They had to resort to cannabilism in order to stay alive.

DANNY: You mean they ate each other up?

JACK: They had to, in order to survive.

JACK: I think that was farther west in the Sierras.

DANNY: What was the Donner party?

DANNY: Dad?

JACK: Yes?

DANNY: I'm hungry.

JACK: Well you should have eaten your breakfast.

HALLORAN: No I ain't.

DANNY: Mr. Halloran, what is in Room 237?

HALLORAN: Nothing. There ain't nothing in Room 237, but you ain't got no business going in there anyway, so stay out! You understand, stay out!

HALLORAN: Well, you know Doc, when something happens it can leave a trace of itself behind... say like is someone burns toast.

HALLORAN: Well, maybe things that happened... leave other kinds of traces behind.

HALLORAN: Not things that anyone can notice, but things that people who shine can see. Just like they can see things that haven't happened yet. Well, sometimes they can see things that happened a long time ago... I think a lot of things happened right here in this particular hotel - over the years, and not all of them was good.

DANNY: What about Room 237?

HALLORAN: Room 237?

DANNY: You're scared of Room 237, ain'tcha?

HALLORAN: No, I'm scared of nothing here. It's just that you know some places are like people, some shine and some don't. I guess you could say the Overlook Hotel here has something about it that's like shining.

DANNY: Is there something bad here?

DANNY: Maybe he showed me something.

HALLORAN: Try to think what it was.

DANNY: I don't know.

HALLORAN: Now think real hard, Doc. Think.

DANNY: It's like I go to sleep, and he shows me things but when I wake up, I can't remember everything.

HALLORAN: Does your Mum and Dad know about Tony?

DANNY: Yes.

HALLORAN: Do they know he tell you things?

DANNY: Yes.

HALLORAN: How does he tell you things?

HALLORAN: Why don't you want to talk about it?

DANNY: I'm not supposed to.

HALLORAN: Who says you ain't supposed to?

DANNY: Tony.

HALLORAN: Who's Tony?

DANNY: Tony's the little boy who lives in my mouth.

HALLORAN: Is Tony the one that tells you things?

DANNY: Chocolate.

HALLORAN: Chocolate it shall be. Come on son.

HALLORAN: Do you like ice cream, Doc?

DANNY: Yeah.

HALLORAN: You don't? Well what's your favorite food then?

DANNY: French Fries and Ketchup.

HALLORAN: Now this is where we keep all of out meat. You got fifteen rib roasts - thirty ten pound bags of hamburgers. You got twelve- turkeys, two dozen pork roasts and twenty legs of lamb. Do you like lamb, Doc?

DANNY: No.

DANNY: Mommy!

WENDY: Oh!

DANNY: Mommy...

WENDY: Danny, come here!

DANNY: Mommy... Mommy...!

WENDY: Danny!

WENDY: Danny. Danny, stop it. Danny!

DANNY: Red Rum. Red Rum. Red Rum. Red Rum.

DANNY: Red Rum.

WENDY: Danny... what's the matter, hon?

DANNY: Red Rum.

WENDY: Are you having a bad dream?

WENDY: Danny?

DANNY: Red Rum. Red Rum. Red Rum.

WENDY: If Jack won't come with us, we'll just have to tell him that we are going by ourselves. That's all there is to it.

DANNY: Red Rum. Red Rum.

WENDY: Make sure you come right back, 'cause I'm going to make lunch soon. Okay?

DANNY: Okay, Mom.

WENDY: Well all right. But really don't make a sound.

DANNY: I won't, Mom.

DANNY: Mom?

WENDY: Yes?

DANNY: Can I go to my room and get my fire-engine?

WENDY: Not right now, Daddy's asleep.

DANNY: I won't make any noise.

WENDY: Come on, Doc. He only went to bed a few hours ago. Can't you wait till later?

DANNY: I won't make a sound, I promise. I'll tip-toe.

WENDY: It's so pretty.

DANNY: Yeah.

WENDY: I didn't think it was going to be this big, did you?

DANNY: No.

WENDY: Oh what a Maze. Isn't it beautiful.

DANNY: Yeah.

WENDY: Okay Danny, you win. Let's take the rest of this walking, huh?

DANNY: Okay...oh!

WENDY: Give me your hand. Oh, isn't it beautiful.

DANNY: Yeah.

WENDY: The loser has to keep American clean, how's that?

DANNY: All right.

WENDY: And you're gonna lose. And I'm gonna get you - you betta run fast! Look out - I'm coming in close. All right?

DANNY: Yeah.

WENDY: Okay. You behave yourself.

DANNY: Yeah.

WENDY: Danny, come on over here.

WENDY: Jack...

DANNY: Don't worry, Mom. I know all about cannabilism, I saw it on T.V.

WENDY: We'll get something as soon as we get to the hotel, okay?

DANNY: Okay, Mom.

WENDY: Hey, wasn't it around here that the Donner party got snowbound?

WENDY: We're just going to go into one of the other rooms for a few minutes and talk - then I'll come back and check on you, okay?

DANNY: Okay.

DANNY: Yeah, I guess so.

WENDY: What about Tony? He's looking forward to the hotel, I bet.

WENDY: Yeah.

DANNY: Do you really want to go and live in that hotel for the winter?

WENDY: Sure, Danny, it will 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 time to make new friends.

DOCTOR: Now I'm going to ask you to do me a favor, and stay quietly in bed for the rest of the day. Okay?

DANNY: Do I have to?

DOCTOR: Yes, I'd like you to.

DOCTOR: Oh,

DOCTOR: if you were to open your mouth now, could I see Tony?

DANNY: No.

DOCTOR: Why not?

DANNY: Because he hides.

DOCTOR: Where does he go?

DANNY: To my stomach.

DOCTOR: Does Tony ever tell you to do things?

DOCTOR: Now Danny, can you remember what you were doing just before you started brushing your teeth?

DANNY: Talking to Tony.

DOCTOR: Is Tony one of your animals?

DANNY: No. It's the little boy that lives in my mouth.

DOCTOR: What's the next thing you remember after you were brushing your teeth?

DANNY: Mommy saying, 'Wake up, wake up, wake up Danny, wake up.'

DOCTOR: Now Danny, when you were brushing your teeth, do you remember if you smelled anything funny, or saw any bright flashing lights, or anything at all strange?

DANNY: No.

DOCTOR: Do you remember when you were brushing your teeth?

DANNY: Yes.

DOCTOR: How did he manage to do that?

WENDY: Well it's just one of those things. You know... purely an accident, um. My husband had oh... been drinking, and he came home about three hours late, so he wasn't exactly in the greatest mood that night. And well Danny had scattered some of his school papers all over the room... and my husband grabbed his arm, you know, and pulled him away from them. It's...it's just the sort of thing you do a hundred times with a child - you know, in a park or on the streets - but on this particular occasion my husband just... used too much strength and he injured Danny's arm.

DOCTOR: What sort of injury did he have?

WENDY: Ah he dislocated his shoulder.

WENDY: Tony.

DOCTOR: Did Tony's first appearance happen to coincide with your arrival here?

WENDY: No, um let's see I guess Danny started talkin to Tony about the time we put him into nursery school.

DOCTOR: Have you been in Boulder long, Mrs. Torrance?

WENDY: Only about three months. Eh we're from Vermont. My husband was teaching school there.

DOCTOR: Did the appearance of Danny's imaginary friend...?

WENDY: But eh what was the matter with him?

DOCTOR: Mrs. Torrance, most of the time these episodes with kids are never explained. They are brought on by emotional factors, and they rarely occur again.

DOCTOR: Mrs. Torrance, I don't think you have anything to worry about. I'm quite sure there is nothing physically wrong with Danny.

WENDY: Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, he seems absolutely fine now, but you should have seen him.

WENDY: Please...

DOCTOR: Thank you.

WENDY: Shall we go into the living room?

DOCTOR: Yes.

HERMIE: Oh I wouldn't think of it.

DOROTHY: Well how can I repay you?

HERMIE: It's okay, really.

DOROTHY: Well I'm going to have some coffee. Would you like some?

HERMIE: Sure.

DOROTHY: Great. Sit down. Oh these marvellous doughnuts, help yourself. Coffee will be ready in a few minutes.

GRADY: I fear that you will have to deal with this matter in the harshest possible way, Mr. Torrance. I fear that is the only thing to do.

JACK: There's nothing I look forward to with the greater pleasure, Mr. Grady.

GRADY: You give your word on that do you, Mr. Torrance?

JACK: Just give me one more chance to prove it, Mr. Grady. That's all I ask.

GRADY: Your wife appears to be stronger than we imagined, Mr. Torrance. Somewhat more resourceful, she seems to have got the better of you.

JACK: For the moment, Mr. Grady. Only for the moment.

JACK: No need to rub it in, Mr. Grady. I'll deal with that situation as soon as I get out of here.

GRADY: Will you indeed, Mr. Torrance.

GRADY: It's Grady, Mr. Torrance. Delbert Grady.

JACK: Grady... oh.

JACK: She eh... interferes.

GRADY: Perhaps they need a good talking to, if you don't mind my saying so. Perhaps a bit more.

JACK: How?

GRADY: Your son has a very great talent. I don't think you are aware how great it is, but he is attempting to use that very talent against your will.

JACK: Well, he is a very willful boy.

JACK: No.

GRADY: He is, Mr. Torrance.

JACK: Who?

GRADY: A nigger.

JACK: A nigger!

GRADY: A nigger cook.

GRADY: Yes, sir. I have a wife and eh two daughters, sir.

JACK: And, er... where are they now?

GRADY: Oh, they're somewhere around. I'm not quite sure at the moment, sir.

GRADY: Ah ha, it's coming off now, sir.

JACK: Eh... Mr. Grady... weren't you once the caretaker here?

GRADY: Why no, sir. I don't believe so.

JACK: haven't I seen you somewhere before?

GRADY: Why no, sir. I don't believe so.

JACK: Grady?

GRADY: Yes, sir.

JACK: Delbert Grady.

GRADY: That's right, sir.

GRADY: Won't keep you a moment, sir.

JACK: Fine.

GRADY: That doesn't matter, sir. You're the important one.

JACK: Awfully nice of you to say. Of course I intend to change my jacket this evening before the fish and goose soiree.

GRADY: I'm afraid it's advocaat sir. It tends to stain.

JACK: Advocaat is it?

GRADY: Yes sir. Look um... I think the best thing is to come along to the gentlemen's room, sir, and eh...

RANGER: Good evening. Forest Service.

HALLORAN: Hallo, this is Dick Halloran again. I called a while ago about the folks at the Overlook Hotel.

RANGER: I'd be glad to do that, sir. Oh why don't you call me back in about eh twenty minutes?

HALLORAN: Thank you very much. I'll do that.

RANGER: All right, sir.

RANGER: Good evening. Forest Service.

HALLORAN: Hallo. My name's Dick Halloran. I'm the Head Chef up at the Overlook Hotel.

RANGER: Good evening, Mr. Halloran. What can I do for you?

HALLORAN: Sir, I've been trying to make an urgent phone call up there,

ULLMAN: Dick, can we borrow Mrs. Torrance for a few minutes? We're on our way through to the basement - I promise we won't keep her very long.

HALLORAN: No problem, Mr. Ullman. I was just getting to the ice cream.

ULLMAN: Dick, if you're ready to do it now, I think it would be a good idea if you could show Mrs. Torrance the kitchen, while I continue on with Jack.

HALLORAN: It will be a pleasure. Right this way Mrs. Torrance.

ULLMAN: The Torrances are going to take care of the Overlook for us this winter.

HALLORAN: Oh, that's just great. How do you folks like our hotel so far?

ULLMAN: Oh Dick, come on over and say hello to Mr. and Mrs. Torrance.

HALLORAN: Sure.

ULLMAN: This is Dick Halloran, our Head Chef.

WENDY: No, we don't mind.

HALLORAN: Good.

WENDY: Sound good to you, Danny?

HALLORAN: Beg pardon?

WENDY: Doc. You called Danny 'Doc' twice just now.

HALLORAN: I did?

WENDY: Yeah. We call him Doc sometimes, you know, like in the Bugs Bunny cartoons. But how did you know that?

HALLORAN: Well I guess I probably heard you call him that.

HALLORAN: Don't let it get you down Mrs. Torrance - it's big but it still ain't nothing but a kitchen... a lot of the stuff you'll never have to touch.

WENDY: I wouldn't know what to do with it if I did.

HALLORAN: Well one thing for sure, you don't have to worry about food because you folks could eat up here a whole year and never have the same menu twice.

HALLORAN: Mrs. Torrance, your husband introduced you as Winifred. Now are you a Winnie or a Freddie?

WENDY: I'm a Wendy.

HALLORAN: Oh Wendy. That's nice. That's the prettiest.

WENDY: God. This is the kitchen, huh?

HALLORAN: Yeah, this is it. How do you like it, Danny? Is it big enough for you?

HALLORAN: Glad to meet you, Winifred.

WENDY: Nice to meet you.

JACK: Eh - formerly a school-teacher.

WATSON: What line of work are you in now?

JACK: I'm a writer um... Teaching has been more or less a way of making ends meet.

WATSON: Well this ought to be quite a change for you.

JACK: Well, I'm looking for a change.

JACK: Bill, how do you do?

WATSON: Pleased to meet you.

JACK: Pleasure to meet you.

JACK: I'm the kind of man likes to know who's buying their drinks, Lloyd.

LLOYD: It's not a matter that concerns you, Mr. Torrance - at least not at this point.

JACK: No charge?

LLOYD: Your money's no good here.

LLOYD: It's good to see you.

JACK: It's good to be back, Lloyd.

LLOYD: What'll it be, sir?

JACK: Hi Lloyd. I've been away. Now I'm back.

LLOYD: Good evening Mr. Torrance.

JACK: Nothing that I can't handle though, Lloyd. Thanks.

LLOYD: Women! Can't live with 'em. Can't live without 'em!

LLOYD: How are things going, Mr. Torrance?

JACK: Things could be better, Lloyd. Things could be a whole lot better.

LLOYD: I hope it's nothing serious.

JACK: Best goddamned bartender from Timbuctoo to Portland Maine - Portland Oregon for that matter.

LLOYD: Thank you for saying so.

JACK: How's my credit in this joint anyway?

LLOYD: Your credit's fine, Mr. Torrance.

JACK: That's swell. I like you, Lloyd. I always liked you. You were always the best of them.

LLOYD: What'll it be?

JACK: Now I'm awfully glad you asked me that, Lloyd, because I just happen to have two twenties and two tens right here in my wallet. I was afraid they were going to be there until next April. So here's what: you slip me a bottle of Bourbon, a glass and some ice. You can do that, can't you, Lloyd? You're not to busy, are you?

WENDY: I'll bring back a doctor.

JACK: Wendy...

WENDY: I'm gonna go now.

JACK: Wendy...

JACK: Wendy...

WENDY: Go away.

JACK: Give me the bat.

WENDY: Go away.

JACK: Give me the bat.

JACK: Give me the bat.

WENDY: Go away from me.

WENDY: Stay away from me.

JACK: Give me the bat.

WENDY: Jack, stay away from me!

JACK: Stop swinging the bat.

WENDY: Get down.

WENDY: Stay away from me! Please...

JACK: Stop swinging the bat.

WENDY: Stay away from me.

JACK: Put the bat down, Wendy.

WENDY: Stop it!

JACK: Wendy give me the bat.

WENDY: Stay... stay away!

JACK: Give me the bat.

WENDY: Stay away from me!

JACK: I'm not going to hurt you.

WENDY: Stay away from me!

WENDY: Stay away from me,

JACK: Wendy!

WENDY: Stay away...!

JACK: Darling, light of my life, I'm not going to hurt you. You didn't let me finish my sentence. I said 'I'm not going to hurt you... I'm just going to bash your brains in!' I'm going to bash them right the fuck in.

WENDY: Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me!

JACK: I'm not going to hurt you.

WENDY: Stay away from me!

JACK: Why?

WENDY: I just want to go back to my room.

JACK: Why?

JACK: Have you ever thought about my responsibilities?

WENDY: Oh Jack, what are you talking about?

JACK: Have you ever had a single moment's thought about my responsibilities? Have you ever thought for a single solitary moment about my responsibilities to my employers?

WENDY: Of course I am.

JACK: Of course you are.

JACK: As soon as possible.

WENDY: Jack...

WENDY: Well I... I think maybe he should be taken to a doctor.

JACK: You think maybe he should be taken to a doctor?

WENDY: Yes...

JACK: When do you think maybe he should be taken to a doctor?

WENDY: I don't know.

JACK: I don't think that's true. I think you have some very definite ideas about what should be done with Danny... and I'd like to know what they are.

WENDY: I...

WENDY: I can't really remember.

JACK: You can't remember.

WENDY: Jack!

JACK: How do you like it?

JACK: Shovellings out driveways, work in a car wash - any of that appeal to you?

WENDY: Jack...

JACK: Wendy, I have let you fuck up my life so far, but I'm not going to let you fuck this up!

JACK: Get him out of here?

WENDY: Yes.

JACK: You mean just leave the hotel?

WENDY: Yes.

WENDY: Somebody did that to him.

JACK: I think he did it to himself.

WENDY: He's still asleep.

JACK: Good.

WENDY: You went into the room Danny said - to 237?

JACK: Yes, I did.

WENDY: And you didn't see anything at all?

JACK: Absolutely nothing. How is he?

WENDY: Did you find anything?

JACK: No, nothing at all.

WENDY: No. It's the truth, really. I swear it. Danny told me. He went up into one of the bedrooms, the door was open, and he saw this crazy woman in the bath-tub. She tried to strangle him.

JACK: Which room was it?

JACK: I had... I had the most terrible nightmare I ever had. It's the most horrible dream I ever had.

WENDY: It's okay. It's okay, now. Really.

JACK: I dreamed that I... that I killed you and Danny.

JACK: or whether you don't hear me typing, whatever the fuck you hear me doing in here, when I am in here that means that I am working - that means don't come in. Now do you think you can handle that?

WENDY: Yes.

JACK: Fine. Why don't you start right now and get the fuck out of here, hmm?

JACK: and it will then take me time to get back to where I was, understand?

WENDY: Yes.

JACK: Fine. Now we're going to make a new rule. Whenever I am in here and you hear me typing,

JACK: I'm not being grouchy. I just want to finish my work.

WENDY: Okay. I understand. I'll come back later on with a couple of sandwiches for you and... maybe you'll let me read something then.

JACK: Wendy, let me explain something to you. Whenever you come in here and interrupt me, you're breaking my concentration.

JACK: What do you want me to do about it?

WENDY: Ah, come on hon. Don't be so grouchy.

WENDY: It's really nice up here, isn't it?

JACK: I love it. I really do. I've never been this happy, or comfortable anywhere.

WENDY: Yeah. It's amazing how fast you get used to such a big place. I tell you, when we first came up here, I thought it was kinda scarey.

WENDY: Well, something'll come. It's just a matter of settling back into the habit of writing every day.

JACK: Yeah... that's all it is.

WENDY: Any ideas yet?

JACK: Lots of ideas. No good ones.

WENDY: It's really pretty outside. How about taking me for a walk after you've finished your breakfast?

JACK: Oh I suppose I oughta try to do some writing first.

WENDY: I made 'em just the way you like 'em, sunny side up.

JACK: Hmm, nice.

JACK: Eleven thirty - Jesus!

WENDY: I guess we've been staying up too late.

JACK: I know it.

WENDY: Good Morning, hon. Your breakfast is ready.

JACK: What time is it?

WENDY: It's about eleven thirty.

JACK: Perfect for a child.

WENDY: Yeah.

JACK: Sure is.

WENDY: God, I've never seen anything like this before. Are all of these Indian designs authentic?

WENDY: Boy, we must be really high up. The air feels so different.

JACK: Uh...huh.

JACK: Hi, babe.

WENDY: Hi, hon. How's it going?

JACK: Great. Look, I'm at the hotel and I still have an awful lot to go through. I don't think I can get home before nine or ten.

ULLMAN: Yes, very cosy for a family, and if you feel like spreading out you have the rest of the hotel to move around in.

JACK: Well, it's very... homely.

JACK: I'd better collect my family first.

ULLMAN: Oh...

JACK: Right there.

ULLMAN: Oh fine. Well in view of all the ground that we to cover today, I suggest we go and have a quick look at your apartment and then get started straight away.

ULLMAN: Good. Glad you made it before they shut down the kitchen. Is your family having a look around?

JACK: No, my son's discovered the games room.

ULLMAN: Oh... Has your luggage been brought in?

ULLMAN: Good morning Jack. I hope you haven't been waiting too long.

JACK: No problem. In fact we had time to grab a bite to eat.

ULLMAN: Well, obviously some people can be

ULLMAN: put off by the idea of staying alone in a place where something like that actually happened.

JACK: Well, you can rest assured Mr. Ullman, that's not going to happen with me, and eg as far as my wife is concerned, I am sure she'll be absolutely fascinated when I tell her about it. She's a confirmed ghost story and horror film addict.

ULLMAN: The police eh... they thought that it was what the old-timers used to call cabin-fever, a kind of claustrophobic reaction which can occur when people are

ULLMAN: shut in together over long periods of time.

JACK: Well, that is eh quite a story.

JACK: I don't believe they did.

ULLMAN: Well, my predecessor in this job

ULLMAN: been known to give a few people second thoughts about the job.

JACK: I'm intrigued.

ULLMAN: I don't suppose they eh told you anything in Denver about the tragedy we had up here during the winter of 1970?

JACK: five months of peace is just what I want.

ULLMAN: That's very good Jack, because eh... for some people eh solitude and isolation...

ULLMAN: can of itself be a problem.

JACK: Not for me.

ULLMAN: How about your wife and son? How do you think they'll take to it?

JACK: They'll love it.

ULLMAN: Great...

ULLMAN: Physically, it's not a very demanding job. The only thing that can get a bit trying up here during the winter is eh... the tremendous sense of isolation.

JACK: Well, that just happens to be exactly what I'm looking for. I'm eh... I'm outlining a new writing project, and eh...

JACK: Only in a very general way.

ULLMAN: Well...

ULLMAN: ...the winters can be fantastically cruel, and the basic idea is to...to cope with the very costly damage and depreciation which can occur. And this consists mainly of running the boiler, heating different parts of the hotel on a daily rotating basis, repairing damage as it occurs and doing repairs, so that the elements can't get a foothold.

JACK: Well, that sounds fine to me.

ULLMAN: Let's see, where were we? Yes. I was about to explain that eh... our season here runs from oh May 15th to October 30th and then we close down completely until the following May.

JACK: Do you mind if I ask why you do that? It seems to me that the skiing up here would be fantastic.

ULLMAN: Oh, it sure would be

ULLMAN: JAck, just make yourself at home. Would you like some coffee?

JACK: Well, if you are going to have some, I wouldn't mind. Thanks.

ULLMAN: Susie.

ULLMAN: Have any trouble finding us?

JACK: Oh, no problem at all. I made the trip in three and a half hours.

ULLMAN: Well, that's very good time, very good. Please sit down a minute.

ULLMAN: Very nice to meet you.

JACK: Nice to meet you, Mr. Ullman.

JACK: Mr. Ullman?

ULLMAN: Yes?

JACK: I'm Jack Torrance.

ULLMAN: Oh, well - come on in Jack.

ULLMAN: By five o'clock tonight, you'll never know anybody was ever here.

WENDY: Just like a ghost ship, huh?

ULLMAN: Yes.

WENDY: It's amazing how much activity is going on today.

ULLMAN: Yes, well the guests and some of the staff left yesterday, but the last day is always very hectic - everybody wants to be on their way as early as possible.

ULLMAN: Hi.

WENDY: Hi.

ULLMAN: How're you getting on?

WENDY: Thanks.

ULLMAN: Thank you, Susie.

ULLMAN: We can accommodate up to three hundred people here very comfortably.

WENDY: Boy, I bet you we could really have a good party in this room, huh hon?

ULLMAN: Oh...well this is our gold ballroom.

WENDY: Oh, I'll say.

ULLMAN: As a matter of fact we eh... brought a decorator in from Chicago just last year to refurbish this part of the hotel.

WENDY: Oh well he sure did a beautiful job. Pink and gold are my favorite colors.

ULLMAN: This is the staff wing of the hotel. None of the other bedrooms are heated during the winter.

WENDY: Oh!

ULLMAN: even before anybody knew what a jet set was. We've had four presidents who stayed here, lots of movie stars.

WENDY: Royalty?

ULLMAN: All the best people.

ULLMAN: Yes, I believe they are based mainly on Navajo and Apache motifs.

WENDY: Oh well they're really gorgeous. As a matter of fact this is probably the most gorgeous hotel I've ever seen.

ULLMAN: This is our Colorado Lounge.

WENDY: Oh, it's beautiful. My God, this place is fantastic, isn't it hon?

ULLMAN: Bill, would you have the Torrances' things brought in their apartment.

WATSON: Fine.

ULLMAN: What time does the plane leave?

WATSON: Eight thirty.

ULLMAN: Well, that still gives up plenty of time to go over everything first.

ULLMAN: Jack is going to take care of the Overlook for this winter. I would like you to take him around the place as soon as we are through.

WATSON: Fine.

ULLMAN: Jack is a schoolteacher.

ULLMAN: Bill, I'd like you to meet Jack Torrance.

WATSON: How do you do?