Redrum. Redrum. Redrum.
[typed]All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
[axes the door]
[as Tony]Danny isn't here, Mrs. Torrance.
Tony, I'm scared.
[as Tony]Remember what Mr. Hallorann said. It's just like pictures in a book, Danny. It isn't real.
God, I'd give anything for a drink. I'd give my god-damned soul for just a glass of beer.
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.
Come out, come out, where ever you are.
[crying]Stay away from me.
[sarcastically]I'm not gonna hurt ya...
Some places are like people: some shine and some don't.
[Jack is trying to kill Wendy]
[types]or whether you DON'T hear me typing, or whatever the FUCK 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?
[Moving his finger to speak as "Tony"]No he isn't, Mrs. Torrance.
[as Tony]I don't want to go there, Mrs. Torrance.
[as Tony]I just don't.
[sobbing]I just wanted to talk to you.[mocking/imitating her] As soon as possible.
[swings the bat]Stay away from me!
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...
[then, telepathically to Danny]How'd you like some ice cream, Doc? ...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. You know Mrs. Torrance, you got to keep regular, if you want to be happy!
Here's to five miserable months on the wagon, and all the irreparable harm it has caused me.
I'll just set my bourbon and advocaat down right there.
The police thought that it was what the old-timers used to call cabin fever. A kind of claustrophobic reaction which can occur when people are shut in together over long periods of time.
I like you, Lloyd. I always liked you. You were always the best of them. Best goddamned bartender from Timbuktu to Portland, Maine. Or Portland, Oregon, for that matter.
Larry, just between you and me, we got a very serious problem with the people taking care of the place. They turned out to be completely unreliable assholes.
Hi, Lloyd. Little slow tonight, isn't it? HAHAHAHA!
I and others have come to a believe, that your heart is not in this, that you don't have the belly for it.
Wendy, listen. Let me out of here and I'll forget the whole damn thing! It'll be just like nothing ever happened. Wendy, baby, I think you hurt my head real bad. I'm dizzy, I need a doctor. Honey, don't leave me here.
I can't get out! I can't get out! Run! Run!
[to Jack]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 scary.
[to Jack]You son of a bitch! You did this to him, didn't you! How could you! How could you!
[to Lloyd]I never laid a hand on them.
[to Wendy]Wendy, you've got a big surprise coming to you. You're not going anywhere.