Shining

Dick Hallorann:
Mrs. Torrance, your husband inroduced you as Winifred. Now, are you a Winnie or a Freddy?

Wendy Torrance:
I'm a Wendy.

Dick Hallorann:
Oh. That's nice, that's the prettiest.

Wendy Torrance:
I just want to go back to my room to think things over.

Jack Torrance:
You've had your whole f***ing life to think things over, what good's a few minutes more gonna do you now?

Stuart Ullman:
Four presidents, movie stars...

Wendy Torrance:
Royalty?

Stuart Ullman:
All the best people.

Jack Torrance:
Have you ever thought about MY RESPONSIBILITIES?

Wendy Torrance:
Jack, what are you talking about?

Jack Torrance:
Have ever had any SINGLE MOMENT'S THOUGHT about my responsibilities? TO MY EMPLOYERS. Has it ever occured to you that I have agreed to look after the OVERLOOK until May the FIRST. Does it MATTER TO YOU AT ALL that the OWNERS have put their COMPLETE CONFIDENCE and TRUST in me that I have signed an agreement, a CONTRACT, in which I have accepted that RESPONSIBILITY?

Dick Hallorann:
Some places are like people: some shine and some don't.

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

Jack Torrance:
Words of wisdom, Lloyd, my man. Words of wisdom.

Delbert Grady:
I feel you will have to deal with this matter in the harshest possible way, Mr. Torrance.

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

Jack Torrance:
You WERE the caretaker here, Mr. Grady.

Delbert Grady:
No sir, YOU are the caretaker. You've always been the caretaker. I ought to know: I've always been here.

Injured Guest with Head Wound:
Great party, isn't it?

Jack Torrance:
Do you have the slightest idea what a moral and ethical principle is? Do you?

Lloyd:
What will you be drinking, sir?

Jack Torrance:
Hair of the dog that bit me, Lloyd.

Jack Torrance:
Wendy, let me explain something to you. Whenever you come in here and interrupt me, you're breaking my concentration. You're distracting me. And it will then take me time to get back to where I was. You understand?

Wendy Torrance:
Yeah.

Jack Torrance:
Now, we're going to make a new rule. When you come in here and you hear me typing

Jack Torrance:
or whether you DON'T hear me typing, or whatever the F*** you hear me doing; when I'm in here, it means that I am working, THAT means don't come in. Now, do you think you can handle that?

Wendy Torrance:
Yeah.

Jack Torrance:
Good. Now why don't you start right now and get the f*** out of here? Hm?

Danny Torrance:
Redrum. Redrum. Redrum.

Jack Torrance:
Wendy.

Wendy Torrance:
Stay away.

Jack Torrance:
Darling. Light, of my life. I'm not gonna hurt ya. You didn't let me finish my sentence. I said, I'm not gonna hurt ya. I'm just gonna bash your brains in. I'm gonna bash 'em right the f*** in. Ha, ha.

Jack Torrance:
HERE'S JOHNNY.

Stuart Ullman:
When the place was built in 1907, there was very little interest in winter sports. And this site was chosen for its seclusion and scenic beauty.

Jack Torrance:
Well, it's certainly got plenty of that, ha, ha.

Stuart Ullman:
...The winters can be fantastically cruel. And the basic idea is 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, repair damage as it occurs, and doing repairs so that the elements can't get a foothold.

Jack Torrance:
Well, that sounds fine to me.

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

Jack Torrance:
Well, that just happens to be exactly what I'm looking for. I'm outlining a new writing project and, uh, five months of peace is just what I want.

Stuart Ullman:
That's very good Jack, because, uh, for some people, solitude and isolation can, of itself become a problem.

Jack Torrance:
Not for me.

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

Jack Torrance:
They'll love it.

Wendy Torrance:
Hey. Wasn't it around here that the Donner Party got snowbound?

Jack Torrance:
I think that was farther west in the Sierras.

Wendy Torrance:
Oh.

Danny Torrance:
What was the Donner Party?

Jack Torrance:
They were a party of settlers in covered-wagon times. They got snowbound one winter in the mountains. They had to resort to cannibalism in order to stay alive.

Danny Torrance:
You mean they ate each other up?

Jack Torrance:
They had to, in order to survive.

Wendy Torrance:
Jack...

Danny Torrance:
Don't worry, Mom. I know all about cannibalism. I saw it on TV.

Jack Torrance:
See, it's OK. He saw it on the television.

Dick Hallorann:
We've got canned fruits and vegetables, canned fish and meats, hot and cold syrups, Post Toasties, Corn Flakes, Sugar Puffs, Rice Krispies, Oatmeal... and Cream of Wheat. You got a dozen jugs of black molasses, we got sixty boxes of dried milk, thirty twelve-pound bags of sugar... Now we got dried peaches, dried apricots, dried raisins and dried prunes.

Dick Hallorann:
How'd you like some ice cream, Doc?

Dick Hallorann:
I can remember when I was a little boy. My grandmother and I could hold conversations entirely without ever opening our mouths. She called it "shining." And for a long time, I thought it was just the two of us that had the shine to us. Just like you probably thought you was the only one. But there are other folks, though mostly they don't know it, or don't believe it. How long have you been able to do it?... Why don't you want to talk about it?

Danny Torrance:
I'm not supposed to.

Dick Hallorann:
Who said you ain't supposed to?

Danny Torrance:
Tony.

Dick Hallorann:
Who's Tony?

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

Dick Hallorann:
Is Tony the one that tells you things?

Danny Torrance:
Yes.

Dick Hallorann:
How does he tell you things?

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

Dick Hallorann:
Does your Mom and Dad know about Tony?

Danny Torrance:
Yes.

Dick Hallorann:
Do they know he tells you things?

Danny Torrance:
No. Tony told me never to tell 'em.

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

Danny Torrance:
I don't know.

Dick Hallorann:
Now think real hard now. Think.

Danny Torrance:
Maybe he showed me something.

Dick Hallorann:
Try to think of what it was.

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

Dick Hallorann:
No. Scared - there's nothin' 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 somethin' almost like "shining."

Danny Torrance:
Is there something bad here?

Dick Hallorann:
Well, you know, Doc, when something happens, you can leave a trace of itself behind. Say like, if someone burns toast. Well, maybe things that happen leave other kinds of traces behind. 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 'em was good.

Danny Torrance:
What about Room 237?

Dick Hallorann:
Room 237?

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

Dick Hallorann:
No I ain't.

Danny Torrance:
Mr. Hallorann. What is in Room 237?

Dick Hallorann:
Nothin'. There ain't nothin' in Room 237. But you ain't got no business goin' in there anyway. So stay out. You understand? Stay out.

Danny Torrance:
Dad?

Jack Torrance:
Yes?

Danny Torrance:
Do you like this hotel?

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

Danny Torrance:
I guess so.

Jack Torrance:
Good. I want you to like it here. I wish we could stay here forever... and ever... and ever.

Danny Torrance:
Tony, I'm scared.

Danny Torrance:
Remember what Mr. Hallorann said. It's just like pictures in a book, Danny. It isn't real.

Jack Torrance:
The most terrible nightmare I ever had. It's the most horrible dream I ever had.

Wendy Torrance:
It's OK, it's OK now. Really.

Jack Torrance:
I dreamed that I, that I killed you and Danny. But I didn't just kill ya. I cut you up in little pieces. Oh my God. I must be losing my mind.

Jack Torrance:
God, I'd give anything for a drink. I'd give my god-damned soul for just a glass of beer.

Delbert Grady:
Did you know, Mr. Torrance, that your son is attempting to bring an outside party into this situation? Did you know that?

Jack Torrance:
No.

Delbert Grady:
He is, Mr. Torrance.

Jack Torrance:
Who?

Delbert Grady:
A n*gger.

Jack Torrance:
A n*gger?

Delbert Grady:
A n*gger cook.

Jack Torrance:
How?

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

Jack Torrance:
He is a very willful boy.

Delbert Grady:
Indeed he is, Mr. Torrance. A very willful boy. A rather naughty boy, if I may be so bold, sir.

Jack Torrance:
It's his mother. She, uh, interferes.

Delbert Grady:
Perhaps they need a good talking to, if you don't mind my saying so. Perhaps a bit more. My girls, sir, they didn't care for the Overlook at first. 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.

Jack Torrance:
Wendy. You have a surprise coming to you. Go check out the Snow Cat and the radio and you'll see what I mean. Go check it out.

Lloyd:
How are things going, Mr. Torrance?

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

Jack Torrance:
Wendy, I'm home.

Jack Torrance:
Little pigs, little pigs, let me in. Not by the hair of your chiny-chin-chin? Well then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in.

Jack Torrance:
Mr. Grady. You were the caretaker here. I recognize ya. I saw your picture in the newspapers. You, uh, chopped your wife and daughters up into little bits. And then you blew your brains out.

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

Jack Torrance:
Here's to five miserable months on the wagon, and all the irreparable harm it has caused me.

Grady daughter:
Hello Danny. Come and play with us. Come and play with us, Danny. Forever... and ever... and ever.

Jack Torrance:
Come out, come out, where ever you are.

Jack Torrance:
I'll just set my bourbon and advocaat down right there.

Jack Torrance:
Heeere's Johnny!