How Do You Know Your Nail Is Going To Fall Off

The Shining is a 1980 British-American horror film about a frustrated writer, his wife and their disturbed son who experience a series of paranormal horrors while looking after a deserted hotel for the winter.

Directed by Stanley Kubrick. Written by Stanley Kubrick and Diane Johnson, based on the novel by Stephen King.

All work and no play brand Jack a tiresome boy...(taglines)

Jack Torrance [edit]

[typed] All work and no play makes Jack a irksome boy
God, I'd give anything for a drink. I'd give my goddamned soul for simply a glass of beer.
I'll just set my bourbon and advocaat down right here.
Wendy, baby... I call up you hurt my head real bad. I'chiliad airheaded. I retrieve I need a medico.
Wendy? You got a large surprise coming to you lot. [laughs] You're not going anywhere. Go check out the Snowfall Cat and the radio and you'll see what I mean. [laughing insanely] Go check it out! Become check it out!
Wendy, I'm abode.
Piddling pigs, little pigs, let me come in. [Silence and a pause] Non 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 Film Plant's listing of the pinnacle 100 movie quotations in American movie theatre
Come out, come out, wherever y'all are!
Danny! I'm coming! You tin can't get away! I'k correct behind ya!
Wendy, darling, low-cal of my life, I'1000 not gonna injure ya. Ya didn't let me finish my sentence. I said, I'g not gonna hurt ya. I'm just gonna fustigate your brains in. I'thou gonna bash 'em correct the fuck in. [laughs]

Wendy Torrance [edit]

It was merely one of those things, you know. Purely an accident. My husband had, uh, been drinking, and he came dwelling house almost 3 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 hubby grabbed his arm and pulled him away from them. It's... information technology's just the sort of thing you do a hundred times with a child, you know, in the park or in the streets. Merely on this particular occasion, my husband only used besides much forcefulness, and he injured Danny'south arm. [Nervous laugh] Anyway, something good did come out of information technology all, considering he said "Wendy, I'k never gonna bear on some other driblet. And if I do, you tin leave me." And he didn't, and he hasn't had any alcohol in, uh, five months.
[To Jack] You did this to him, didn't y'all? You son-of-a-bowwow! You did this to him! Didn't you?! [Jack shakes his head in denial] How could yous? How could you?!
If Jack won't come with us, I'll only take to tell them that we're going by ourselves.
[When Tony says he does non want to go to the Overlook Hotel] Well, permit's just look and see. We're all going to accept a real good time.

Danny Torrance [edit]

Tony, I'k scared. [As Tony] Recollect what Mr. Hallorann said. Information technology's just like pictures in a book. It isn't real.
[As Tony] Danny'due south not here, Mrs. Torrance … Danny tin't wake upward, Mrs. Torrance … Danny'due south gone away, Mrs. Torrance.
Redrum … Redrum … Redrum … [Wendy sees it 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 common cold syrups, Postal service Toasties, Corn Flakes, Carbohydrate Puffs, Rice Krispies, Oatmeal … and Cream of Wheat. You got a dozen jugs of black molasses, nosotros got lx boxes of stale milk, xxx twelve-pound bags of sugar … now we got dried peaches, dried apricots, dried raisins, dried prunes... [Telepathically to Danny] How'd you like some ice cream, Physician?
(Imitating Bugs Bunny) Eh, what's up, Dr.?

Others [edit]

Stuart Ullman: Construction started in 1907. Information technology was finished in 1909. The site is supposed to be located on an Indian burial ground, and I believe they really had to repel a few Indian attacks equally they were building it.
Grady Twins: Hi, Danny. Come up and play with us. Come and play with united states, Danny. Forever... [shots of their encarmine corpses]... and ever... and e'er.
Hotel Guest: Corking party, isn't it?

Dialogue [edit]

Danny: Do you actually want to go and live in that hotel for the winter?

Wendy: Sure I practice. It'll be lots of fun.

Danny: Yep, I gauge and then. Anyhow, there's hardly everyone to play with around hither.

Wendy: Yeah, I know. It always takes a little time to make new friends.

Danny: Yeah, I estimate so.

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

Danny: [as Tony] No I ain't, Mrs. Torrance.

Wendy: At present, come on, Tony, don't be featherbrained.

Danny: [as Tony] I don't desire to go there, Mrs. Torrance.

Wendy: Well, how come you don't want to go?

Danny: [every bit Tony] I only don't.

Wendy: Well, let's just await and see. Nosotros're all going to have a existent practiced time.

Ullman: Physically, it's non a very demanding job. The just thing that can go a bit trying up here during the winter is... the tremendous sense of isolation.

Jack: Well, that only happens to be exactly what I'1000 looking for. I'm outlining a new writing projection and, uh, v months of peace is merely what I need.

Ullman: That's very good, Jack. Because... for some people, solitude and isolation tin can, in itself, become a trouble.

Jack: Not for me.

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

Jack: I don't believe they did.

Ullman: Well, my predecessor in this job hired a homo named Charles Grady every bit the winter flagman. And he came up hither with his wife and two niggling girls - I think they were about 8 and 10 - and he had a proficient employment record, proficient references, and from what I've been told he seemed like a completely normal individual. But at some point during the wintertime, 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 Fly, and and so he... put both barrels of a shotgun in his oral cavity. Law 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 time.

Jack: Well, that is quite a story.

Ullman: [chuckling] Yeah, yeah information technology is. Oh, information technology'south all the same difficult for me to believe it really happened here, but information technology did. And so I remember you can capeesh why I wanted to tell you almost it.

Jack: I certainly can, and I too understand why your people in Denver left it for you to tell me.

Wendy: Hey, wasn't information technology around here that the Donner Party got snowbound?

Jack: I recollect that was further 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 club to stay live.

Danny: You mean they ate each other up?

Jack: They had to, in order to survive.

Wendy: Jack--

Danny: Don't worry, Mom. I know all virtually cannibalism. I saw it on Television receiver.

Jack: Yous meet? Information technology'due south okay. He saw it on the television.

Wendy: Are all these Indian designs authentic?

Ullman: Yeah, I believe so. Mainly based on Navajo and Apache motifs.

Wendy: Oh well, they're really gorgeous. Equally a affair of fact, this is probably the most gorgeous hotel I've always seen.

Ullman: Oh, this old place has had an illustrious by. In its heyday, it was 1 of the stopping places for the jet-fix, fifty-fifty before anybody knew what a jet-set was. Nosotros had iv presidents who stayed here. Lots of movie stars.

Wendy: Royalty?

Ullman: All the best people.

Ullman: Nosotros tin adjust upward to three hundred people hither very comfortably.

Wendy: Male child, I'll betcha we could really have a good party in this room, huh?

Ullman: I'yard agape yous're not gonna do too well here, unless y'all brought your own supplies. We always remove all the booze from the premises when we shut downwardly. That reduces the insurance we unremarkably have to carry.

Jack: We don't drink.

Ullman: Well then you're in luck.

Hallorann: Mrs. Torrance, your married man introduced you as Winifred. At present, are you a Winnie or a Freddy?

Wendy: I'thousand a Wendy.

Hallorann: Oh, that's overnice. That's the prettiest.

Ullman: By five o'clock tonight, y'all'll never know everyone was always here.

Wendy: But like a ghost ship, huh?

Hallorann: You know how I knew your name was Doctor? [Danny doesn't respond] You know what i'1000 talkin' 'bout, don't you? [No answer again] I tin can remember when I was a little male child, my grandmother and I could hold conversations entirely without ever opening our mouths. She called information technology "shining". And for a long time, I idea it was just the two of usa that had the polish to united states. But like yous probably thought yous was the only 1. But at that place are other folks, though more often than not they don't know it, or don't believe it. How long accept you been able to practise information technology? [Danny doesn't answer] Why don't you wanna talk about it?

Danny: I'grand not supposed to.

Hallorann: Who says you lot own't supposed to?

Danny: Tony.

Hallorann: Who'due south Tony?

Danny: Tony is a piffling boy that lives in my mouth.

Hallorann: Is Tony the ane that tells you things?

Danny: Yes.

Hallorann: How does he tell you things?

Danny: It'southward like I go to sleep, and he shows me things. Merely when I wake up, I can't think everything.

Hallorann: Does your Mom and Dad know about Tony?

Danny: Yes.

Hallorann: Do they know he tells you things?

Danny: No. Tony told me never to tell them.

Hallorann: Has Tony always told you anything about this place? About the Overlook Hotel?

Danny: I don't know.

Hallorann: Now think real hard, Doc. Call back.

Danny: Maybe he showed me something.

Hallorann: Try to think of what it was.

Danny: Mr. Hallorann, are you scared of this place?

Hallorann: No. I own't scared of nothing here. It'south just that, you know, some places are like people. Some "shine" and some don't. I approximate yous could say the Overlook Hotel here has something almost like "shining".

Danny: Is there something bad here?

Hallorann: Well, yous know, Doc, when something happens, it can go out a trace of itself behind, say like if someone burns toast. Well, maybe things that happen exit other kinds of traces behind. Not things that anyone else can discover, but things that people who shine can meet, merely like they can run into things that haven't happened yet. Well, sometimes they can meet things that happened a long time ago. I retrieve a lot of things happened correct hither in this hotel over the years, and not all of 'em was expert.

Danny: What most Room 237?

Hallorann: Room 237?

Danny: You're scared of Room 237, ain't ya?

Hallorann: No I ain't.

Danny: Mr. Hallorann, what is in Room 237?

Hallorann: Nothing! There ain't zilch in Room 237, but you haven't got no business going in at that place anyway, then stay out. You understand? Stay out!

[Wendy brings Jack breakfast in bed]

Wendy: Information technology'due south really pretty outside. How about taking me for a walk after you've finished your breakfast?

Jack: Oh, I suppose I ought to try to do some writing first.

Wendy: Any ideas yet?

Jack: Lots of ideas. No good ones.

Wendy: Well, something'll come. It's just a affair of settling back into the habit of writing every twenty-four hour period.

Jack: Yep, that's all it is.

Wendy: It's really overnice upwardly here, isn't it?

Jack: I love information technology, I actually practise. I've never been this happy or comfortable anywhere.

Wendy: Aye, it's astonishing how fast you lot get used to such a big place. I tell you, when nosotros first came up here, I idea information technology was kind of scary.

Jack: I fell in love with information technology right abroad. When I came up here for my interview, it was every bit though I'd been here before. I hateful, we all have moments of déjà vu, but this was ridiculous. It was virtually every bit though I knew what was going to exist effectually every corner.

Wendy: Become a lot written today?

Jack: Yes.

Wendy: Hey! Weather forecast said it'south gonna snowfall tonight!

Jack: What exercise you want me to practice well-nigh it?

Wendy: Aw, come up on, Hun. Don't be so grouchy.

Jack: I'chiliad not existence grouchy. I only want to end my work.

Wendy: Okay, I empathise. I'll come up back after with a couple of sandwiches for ya, and maybe yous'll let me read something then.

Jack: Wendy, let me explicate something to you. Whenever you come in hither and interrupt me, you're breaking my concentration. You're distracting me! [he hits his head with the palm of his hand, rips upwardly his manuscript, and throws information technology onto the flooring] And it will and then take me fourth dimension to get back to where I was! Empathize?!

Wendy: Yep.

Jack: I'one thousand gonna brand a new rule: whenever I'grand in here, and you hear me typing, [presses downwardly on random keys] whether you don't hear me typing, whatever the fuck you lot hear me doing in here, when I'k in here, that means that I am working. That means don't come up in. Now, do you think you tin can handle that?

Wendy: Yeah.

Jack: Fine. Why don't you start right at present 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 get my burn-engine?

Jack: Come here for a infinitesimal first. [Danny sits with Jack] How's it going, Doc?

Danny: Okay.

Jack: Are you having a skillful fourth dimension?

Danny: Yes, Dad.

Jack: Good. I want you to have a skillful time.

Danny: I am. Dad?

Jack: Yes?

Danny: Do you feel bad?

Jack: No. I'k just a little tired.

Danny: And then why don't y'all go to slumber?

Jack: I tin't. I have too much to exercise.

Danny: Dad?

Jack: Aye?

Danny: Do you like this hotel?

Jack: Aye I exercise. I dear it. Don't you?

Danny: I approximate so.

Jack: Good. I want you to like it hither. I wish nosotros could stay here for ever, and ever... and ever.

Danny: Dad?

Jack: What?

Danny: You wouldn't ever hurt Mommy and me, would y'all?

Jack: What do you mean? Did your mother e'er say that to you lot, that I would injure you?

Danny: No, Dad.

Jack: Are you sure?

Danny: Yes, Dad.

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

Danny: Yes, Dad.

Jack: Good.

Jack: Information technology was the most terrible nightmare I e'er had! Information technology's the virtually horrible dream I e'er had!

Wendy: It's okay, information technology's over now.

Jack: I dreamed that I — that I killed you and Danny. But I didn't just impale you. I cut yous up into little pieces. Oh my God! I must be losing my heed.

Wendy: Everything's gonna exist all correct.

Jack: Hi, Lloyd. A trivial dull tonight, isn't it? [laughs]

Lloyd: Yep it is, Mr. Torrance. What'll information technology be?

Jack: I'm awfully glad you asked me that, Lloyd. Because I just happen to accept two twenties and two tens right here in my wallet. I was afraid they were gonna exist there until side by side April. So here'south what: you slip 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 man! Yous set 'em up and I'll knock 'em dorsum, Lloyd. One by one. White man's brunt, Lloyd, my human being! White human being's burden. [checks wallet] Say, Lloyd, it seems I'k temporarily light! How's my credit in this joint, anyway?

Lloyd: Your credit'due south fine, Mr. Torrance.

Jack: That'south swell. I like you lot, Lloyd. I ever liked y'all. You were ever the best of 'em. Best god-damn bartender from Timbuktu to Portland, Maine. Or Portland, Oregon, for that matter.

Lloyd: Give thanks you lot for saying and so.

Jack: Here's to five miserable months on the carriage, and all the irreparable damage that information technology's caused me.

Lloyd: How are things going, Mr. Torrance?

Jack: Things could exist better, Lloyd. Things could be a whole lot better.

Lloyd: I hope it's nothing serious.

Jack: No. Nothing serious. Simply a little problem with the, uh, old sperm-bank upstairs. Nothing I can't handle though, Lloyd. Thanks.

Lloyd: Women. Can't live with 'em, tin can't live without 'em.

Jack: Words of wisdom, Lloyd! Words of wisdom. I never laid a paw on him, goddamn information technology. I didn't. I wouldn't touch one pilus on his goddamn little head. I love the little son of a bitch! I'd practise anything for him, whatever fucking matter for him. Just that bitch! As long every bit I live, she'll never allow me forget what happened. I did hurt him once, okay? It was an accident — completely unintentional, could take happened to anybody — and it was three goddamn years ago! The little fucker had thrown all my papers all over the floor, and all I tried to practice was pull him upwards! A momentary loss of muscular coordination, all right? A few extra foot-pounds of free energy per second, per second.

Wendy: Jack, there'due south someone else in the hotel with u.s.a.! There's a crazy woman in one of the rooms! She tried to strangle Danny!

Jack: Are you out of your fucking mind?

Wendy: No, information technology's the truth! I swear it! Danny told me! He went up into ane of the bedrooms, the door was open up, and he saw this crazy adult female in the bathtub! She tried to strangle him!

Jack: [break] Which room was it?

Wendy: Did you observe anything?

Jack: No, nothing at all. I didn't see one goddamn affair.

Wendy: Y'all 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: He'south yet asleep.

Jack: Adept. I'thou certain he'll be himself once again in the morning time.

Wendy: Well, are yous sure it was the right room? I mean, maybe Danny made a fault.

Jack: He must accept gone in that room. The door was open, the lights were on.

Wendy: Oh, I just don't understand it. What about those bruises on his neck? Somebody did that to him.

Jack: I think he did it to himself.

Wendy: No, that's not possible.

Jack: Wendy, once you lot rule out his version of what happened, there is no other explanation, is in that location? It wouldn't exist much dissimilar from the episode that he had before we came upwardly here, would it?

Wendy: 'Any the explanation is, I retrieve we take to get Danny out of hither.

Jack: Go him out of here?

Wendy: Yep.

Jack: You lot mean just leave the hotel?

Wendy: Yes.

Jack: Information technology is and so fucking typical of you to create a problem similar this when I finally take a take a chance to accomplish something, when I'm really into my work! I could actually write my own ticket if I went back to Boulder now, couldn't I? Shoveling out driveways? Work in a carwash? Any of that appeal to you?

Wendy: Jack, please!

Jack: Wendy, I take allow y'all fuck up my life then far, only I am not gonna let y'all fuck this upwardly!

Lloyd: Good evening, Mr. Torrance.

Jack: Hi, Lloyd. Been away, only now I'one thousand back.

Lloyd: It's proficient to see you.

Jack: It's good to exist back, Lloyd.

Lloyd: What'll it be, sir?

Jack: Hair of the domestic dog that bit me.

Lloyd: Bourbon on the rocks.

Jack: That'll do her.

Lloyd: No charge to you, Mr. Torrance.

Jack: No charge?

Lloyd: Your money's no good hither. Orders from the house.

Jack: Orders from the house?

Lloyd: Drink up, Mr. Torrance.

Jack: I'one thousand the kind of human who likes to know who'south buying their drinks, Lloyd.

Lloyd: Information technology's not a matter that concerns y'all, Mr. Torrance. At to the lowest degree non at this point.

Jack: Anything you say, Lloyd! Annihilation you say!

Jack: What exercise they call you 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 yous somewhere before?

Grady: Why no, sir. I don't believe then. [cleans Jack'south coat] Ah, it'due south coming off now, sir.

Jack: Um, Mr. Grady, weren't you in one case the caretaker here?

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

Jack: You a hubby, are y'all, Mr. Grady?

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

Jack: And, uh, where are they now?

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

Jack: Mr. Grady, you were the caretaker here. I recognize you. I saw your motion picture in the newspapers. You uh, chopped your married woman and daughters upwardly into petty bits and then you blew your brains out.

Grady: That'southward strange, sir. I don't have whatever recollection of that at all.

Jack: Mr. Grady, yous were the flagman here.

Grady: I'k sorry to differ with you, sir, but you are the caretaker. You've always been the caretaker. I should know, sir. I've always been here. Did you know, Mr. Torrance, that your son is attempting to bring an exterior party into this state of affairs? Did you lot 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 swell talent. I don't call up you are aware how great 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 demand a skillful talking to, if you don't mind my saying so. Mayhap a flake more. My girls, sir, they didn't care for the Overlook at kickoff. One of them actually stole a pack of matches and tried to burn down information technology downwardly, simply I corrected them, sir. And when my married woman tried to forestall me from doing my duty, I corrected her.

[Wendy is reading Jack'southward manuscript which constantly says "All piece of work and no play makes Jack a dull boy". A manic Jack appears]

Jack: How do y'all like it?

Wendy: [screams] Jack!

Jack: What are y'all doing down here?

Wendy: I just wanted to talk to you.

Jack: Okay. Let'southward talk. What do you desire to talk about?

Wendy: I — I can't really retrieve.

Jack: You can't remember?

Wendy: No. I can't.

Jack: Maybe it was almost Danny? Maybe it was about him. I think we should hash out Danny. I think we should discuss what should be done with him. What should be done with him?

Wendy: [sobbing] I don't know.

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

Wendy: I think perhaps he should be taken to a dr.!

Jack: You lot think "mayhap" he should be "taken to a doctor"?

Wendy: Yes!

Jack: When do you think "perhaps" he should exist "taken to a doctor"?

Wendy: As before long as possible!

Jack: "As shortly as possible"?

Wendy: Jack! Please!

Jack: You believe his health might be at pale.

Wendy: Yep!

Jack: Y'all are concerned about him.

Wendy: Yep!

Jack: And are you concerned almost me?

Wendy: Of class I am!

Jack: "Of course" you are! Always thought almost my responsibilities?

Wendy: Oh, Jack, what are you talking nigh?

Jack: Take you ever had a unmarried moment's thought nigh my responsibilities? Have yous ever thought, for a single solitary moment, almost my responsibilities to my employers? Has information technology ever occurred to you lot that I accept agreed to look subsequently the Overlook Hotel until May the kickoff? Does it matter to yous at all that the owners have placed their complete confidence and trust in me, and that I have signed a letter of agreement, a contract, in which I accept accepted that responsibility? Do you have the slightest idea what a moral and ethical principle is? Do you lot? Has it ever occurred to you what would happen to my future if I were to neglect to live up to my responsibilities? Has it ever occurred to you? Has information technology?

Wendy: [swinging a bat] Stay away from me!

Jack: Why?

Wendy: I just want to go dorsum to my room!

Jack: Why?

Wendy: Well, I'grand very confused! I just need a chance to think things over!

Jack: You've had your whole fucking life to recall things over! What proficient's a few minutes more gonna do you at present?

Wendy: Stay away from me! Please! Don't injure me!

Jack: I'm not going to hurt y'all.

Wendy: Stay abroad from me!

Jack: Wendy...

Wendy: Stay abroad!

Jack: Darling, light of my life, I'm not going to injure you. You lot didn't let me terminate my judgement. I said I'grand not gonna hurt ya. I'm just going to bash your brains in! I'g going to bash 'em correct the fuck in!

Grady: Mr. Torrance, I come across you can hardly have taken care of the... business we discussed.

Jack: No need to rub information technology in, Mr. Grady. I'll deal with that state of affairs only as shortly as I leave of here.

Grady: Volition you lot indeed, Mr. Torrance. I wonder. I have my doubts. I and others have come to believe that your center is not in this, that you haven't the belly for it.

Jack: Just requite me ane more take chances to show it, Mr. Grady. That's all I ask.

Grady: Your wife appears to exist stronger than we imagined, Mr. Torrance, somewhat more... resourceful. She seems to take got the better of you.

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

Grady: I fear you volition have to bargain with this matter in the harshest possible fashion, Mr. Torrance. I fear... that is the but affair to practise.

Jack: At that place'southward zippo I look forward to with greater pleasure, Mr. Grady.

Grady: Y'all give your discussion on that, do yous, Mr. Torrance?

Jack: I requite yous my word.

[the door is unlocked, letting Jack out]

Danny: [possessed by Tony] Redrum...Redrum...Redrum...

Wendy: Danny, stop it.

[Wendy sees it written backwards on the door, and in the mirror it spells "murder". Only 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'chiliad dwelling.

[He unlocks the door and lets himself in. In the bathroom, Wendy clears out some snow to make room for Danny. She slides him out to safety. When Wendy attempts to escape the same way, she finds herself trapped in the bathroom as the window's opening isn't big enough to let her through.]

Jack:[Advancing in the bedchamber] Come out. Come up out, wherever you are.

[In the bathroom, Wendy opens the bathroom window again and attempts to escape from there, simply she is still stuck.]

Wendy: Danny, I tin can't go out. Run. Run and hide. Run! Quick!

[Danny runs out and Wendy grabs the staff of life knife to defend herself behind the wall and nearby the shower. Inside the bedroom, Jack notices the bathroom door locked and smiles intently knowing his family unit is at that place.]

Jack: Fiddling pigs. Picayune Pigs, let me come in. [gets no answer] Not by the pilus on your chinny mentum-chin? So I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll accident your house in!

[He uses the ax to chop open up the bath door open up and Wendy screams in terror every bit she begs him to stop. After breaking downward parts of the door, he peers in to come across her]

Jack: Here'due south Johnny!

[As he attempts to reach in the bathroom to open up the door, Wendy slices his manus]

About The Shining (film) [edit]

I don't get it. But there are a lot of things that I don't get. But obviously people absolutely love it, and they don't sympathize why I don't. The book is hot, and the flick is common cold; the book ends in burn down, and the movie in ice. In the volume, there's an actual arc where you see this guy, Jack Torrance, trying to exist skilful, and petty by little he moves over to this place where he's crazy. And as far as I was concerned, when I saw the pic, Jack was crazy from the first scene. I had to continue my mouth shut at the time. Information technology was a screening, and Nicholson was there. But I'yard thinking to myself the minute he's on the screen, "Oh, I know this guy. I've seen him in five motorcycle movies, where Jack Nicholson played the aforementioned part." And it's so misogynistic. I mean, Wendy Torrance is merely presented as this sort of screaming dishrag. But that'south just me, that's the way I am.
- Stephen Rex Stephen King: The Rolling Stone Interview Oct 31, 2014)

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