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Fish and Goose Soiree






INT. HOTEL CORRIDOR & BALLROOM - M.L.S.

JACK walks forward along corridor to Ballroom.  He turns L-R
into Ballroom - CAMERA TRACKS with him revealing crowded
Ballroom.  MAITRE D standing at entrance.

                         MAITRE D
            Good evening, Mr. Torrance.

                         JACK
            Good evening.

JACK moves L-R across crowded Ballroom - CAMERA TRACKS with
him to LLOYD serving behind bar.  JACK sits at bar.  LLOYD
moves to him.

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

                         LLOYD
            Good evening Mr. Torrance.

LLOYD puts dishes of olives and peanuts on bar before JACK.

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M.S. JACK over LLOYD.

                         LLOYD
            It's good to see you.

                         JACK
            It's good to be back, Lloyd.

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M.C.S. LLOYD

                         LLOYD
            What'll it be, sir?

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M.S. JACK over LLOYD

                         JACK
            Hair of the dog that big me.

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M.C.S. LLOYD

                         LLOYD
            Bourbon on the rocks.

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M.S. JACK over LLOYD

                         JACK
            That'll do her.

JACK takes handful of peanuts and empties them into his
mouth.  LLOYD puts ice into glass.

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M.C.S. LLOYD preparing drink.

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M.S. JACK over LLOYD.  LLOYD pouring drink.  JACK takes out
his wallet, takes out note and holds it out to LLOYD.  LLOYD
holds up his hand.

                         LLOYD
            No charge to you, Mr. Torrance.

JACK looks down at note and up to LLOYD.

                         JACK
            No charge?

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M.C.S. LLOYD

                         LLOYD
            Your money's no good here.

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M.S. JACK over LLOYD.  JACK looks down at his note then up
at LLOYD.

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M.C.S. LLOYD

                         LLOYD
            Orders from the house.

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M.S. JACK over LLOYD.  JACK puts note back into his wallet.

                         JACK
            Orders from the house.

He puts wallet away.

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M.L.S. LLOYD

                         LLOYD
            Drink up, Mr. Torrance.

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M.S. JACK over LLOYD.  JACK tucking wallet into his hip
pocket.

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

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M.C.S. LLOYD

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

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M.S. JACK over LLOYD.  JACK smiles and picks up his drinks.

                         JACK
            Anything you say, Lloyd.  Anything
            you say.

JACK turns away from bar.

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M.L.S. JACK moves away from bar.  He dances forward to
center of room - CAMERA TRACKS after him.  WOMAN enters
cam.R.f.g. and walks away.  WAITER (GRADY), carrying tray of
drinks, walks forward from b.g.  He bumps into WOMAN.

                         GRADY
            Oh!

GRADY staggers forward, colliding with JACK and spilling
drinks down front of JACK's jacket.

                         GRADY
            Oh dear, oh dear.  I'm so sorry,
            sir.  Oh!

He puts down tray and takes advocaat glass from JACK.

                         GRADY
            Oh dear oh dear... I've made an
            awful mess of your jacket, sir.

GRADY puts glass on tray.

                         JACK
            Oh eh that's all right.  I've got
            plenty of jackets.

GRADY mops JACK's jacket with his serviette.

                         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...

GRADY bends down and picks up his tray.

                         GRADY
            we'll get some water to it, sir.

JACK & GRADY start to walk away to the Gentlemen's.  CAMERA
TRACKS after them.

                         JACK
            Looks as though you might have got
            a spot of it on yourself there,
            Jeevesy old boy.

JACK pats GRADY on his back.

                         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.

JACK & GRADY enter Gentlemen's Toilet.

                         GRADY
            Very wise, sir.  Very wise.

JACK exits cam.R behind door.

                         JACK (OFF)
            Here, I'll just, eh...

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Delbert Grady





INT. MEN'S TOILET - M.L.S.

Men's toilet.  JACK moves in from cam.L.b.g.  He holds door
open.

                         JACK
            hold this for you there, Jeevesy.

GRADY enters cam.L.

                         GRADY
            Thank you, sir.  Thank you.

GRADY walks forward and puts his tray down on basins cam.R.
JACK walks forward.

                         GRADY
            Now let's see if we can improve
            this with a little water, sir.

GRADY soaks his serviette under tap.  JACK puts glass down
cam.L and turns to GRADY cam.R.

                         JACK
            Right, I'll just set my bourbon and
            advocaat down right there.

JACK laughs.  GRADY starts to sponge JACK with serviette.

                         GRADY
            Won't keep you a moment, sir.

                         JACK
            Fine.

GRADY sponges JACK.

                         JACK
            What do they call you around here,
            Jeevesy?

                         GRADY
            Grady, sir.  Delbert Grady.

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M.S. JACK over GRADY.  GRADY sponging JACK's jacket.

                         JACK
            Grady?

                         GRADY
            Yes, sir.

                         JACK
            Delbert Grady.

                         GRADY
            That's right, sir.

GRADY sponges JACK's trousers.

                         JACK
            Eh, Mr. Grady...

JACK clears his throat.

                         JACK (CONT'D)
            haven't I seen you somewhere before?

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

GRADY turns cam.L to basins to rinse serviette under tap.
He turns back to JACK and sponges his jacket.

                         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.

GRADY sponges JACK's trousers.

                         JACK
            You er a married man, are you, Mr.
            Grady?

GRADY sponges JACK's jacket sleeve.

                         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.

JACK takes serviette away from GRADY and wipes his hand with
it.

                         JACK
            Mr. Grady, you were the caretaker
            here.  I recognize you.  I saw your
            picture in the newspapers.  You
            eh... chopped your wife and
            daughters up into little bits, and
            eh... and you blew your brains out.

JACK throws serviette into basin cam.L.

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M.L.S. GRADY over JACK.

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

                         JACK
            Mr. Grady, you were the caretaker
            here.

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M.S. JACK over GRADY.

                         GRADY
            I'm sorry to differ with you, sir,
            but you are the caretaker.  You
            have always been the caretaker, I
            should know, sir.  I've always been
            here.

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M.C.S. JACK laughs.

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M.C.S. GRADY

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

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M.C.S. JACK.  He shakes his head.

                         JACK
            No.

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M.C.S. GRADY

                         GRADY
            He is, Mr. Torrance.

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M.C.S. JACK

                         JACK
            Who?

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M.C.S. GRADY

                         GRADY
            A nigger.

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M.C.S. JACK

                         JACK
            A nigger!

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M.C.S. GRADY

                         GRADY
            A nigger cook.

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INT. MEN'S LAVATORY - M.C.S. JACK

                         JACK
            How?

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M.C.S. GRADY

                         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.

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M.C.S. JACK

                         JACK
            Well, he is a very willful boy.

JACK smiles.

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M.C.S. GRADY.

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

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M.C.S. JACK.  He looks about.

                         JACK
            It's his mother.

JACK looks about.

                         JACK
            She eh... interferes.

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M.C.S. GRADY.

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

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M.C.S. JACK.

                         GRADY (OFF)
            My girls, sir, they didn't care for
            the Overlook at first.  One of them
            actually stole a packet of matches

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M.C.S. GRADY

                         GRADY (CONT'D)
            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.

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M.C.S. JACK smiles.

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M.C.S. GRADY.

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"Redrum!"
(Omitted)







INT. HOTEL - JACK'S APARTMENT - M.S.

WENDY, crying and holding cigarette, walks R-L from Living
Room into Bedroom.  CAMERA PANS with her.

                         WENDY
                   (to herself)
            We have the Snowcat.  If the
            weather breaks, we might just be
            able to get down the mountain in
            that.

WENDY turns and walks L-R back into LIVING ROOM - CAMERA
TRACKS IN and PANS with her.

                         WENDY
                   (to herself)
            I could call the Forest Rangers
            first and then tell them that we're
            coming so that they could start
            searching for us, in case we didn't
            make it.

WENDY turns and walks R-L into Bedroom - CAMERA PANS with her.

                         WENDY
                   (to herself)
            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 (OFF)
            Red Rum.  Red Rum.

WENDY reacts and turns to cam.R.  She runs away to DANNY's
bedroom door in b.g.

                         DANNY (OFF)
            Red Rum.  Red Rum.

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INT. DANNY'S BEDROOM - M.S.

WENDY opens door and stands in doorway.

                         WENDY
            Danny?

                         DANNY (OFF)
            Red Rum.  Red Rum.  Red Rum.

WENDY moves R-L from door.  CAMERA PANS with her and TRACKS
BACK to reveal DANNY sitting up in bed.  WENDY sits beside
him.

                         DANNY
            Red Rum.

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

                         DANNY
            Red Rum.

                         WENDY
            Are you having a bad dream?

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M.C.S. DANNY over WENDY

                         WENDY
            Danny?  Hon?

                         TONY
            Danny's not here, Mrs. Torrance.

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M.C.S. WENDY over DANNY

                         WENDY
            Come on, hon, wake up.  You just
            had a bad dream.  Everything's okay.

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M.C.S. DANNY over WENDY.

                         TONY
            Danny can't wake up, Mrs. Torrance.

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M.C.S. WENDY over DANNY.

                         WENDY
            Danny, wake up!  Come on, right now,

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M.C.S. DANNY over WENDY.

                         WENDY
            Wake up.

                         TONY
            Danny's gone away, Mrs. Torrance.

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M.C.S. WENDY over DANNY.

                         WENDY
            Danny...

She leans forward and puts her arm round him.  She strokes
his hair.

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Sabotage





INT. HOTEL LOBBY - M.L.S.

JACK walking L-R past reception desk.  CAMERA TRACKS with
him to office.  He goes in and switches on lights.

                         RANGER
                   (over radio)
            This is KDK 1 calling KDK 12.  KDK
            1 calling KDK 12.  Are you receiving
            me?  This is KDK 1 calling KDK 12.
            KDK 1 calling KDK 12.  Do you read
            me?

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INT. HOTEL - OFFICE - M.L.S.

JACK walks from office into inner office.  CAMERA TRACKS
after him.  He stops by radio set.

                         RANGER
                   (over radio)
            This is KDK 1 calling KDK 12.  KDK
            1  calling KDK 12.  Are you
            receiving me?

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M.S. JACK looking down at radio set.  He tries to take the
cover off.

                         RANGER
                   (over radio)
            KDK 1 calling KDK 12.  KDK 1
            calling KDK 12.  Do you read me?

JACK unscrews back of set and lifts cover off radio.  He
drops it on floor.

                         RANGER
                   (over radio)
            This is KDK 1 calling KDK 12.  KDK
            1 calling KDK 12.

He reaches out to the set with his hand.

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M.C.S. JACK's hand touches component in set.  He pulls it out.

                         RANGER
                   (over radio)
            Are you recei...

He pulls two more components out of set.  He rattles them in
his hand, then moves out cam.L.

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No answer
(Omitted)


INT. MIAMI - HALLORAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - M.S.

HALLORAN, phone to ear, walks R-L towards window.  CAMERA
PANS with him.

                         RANGER
                   (over phone)
            Good evening.  Forest Service.

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

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INT. RANGER'S OFFICE - NIGHT - M.S.

RANGER sitting at radio, phone to ear.

                         RANGER
                   (into phone)
            Oh yeah.  We tried to contract them
            several times by radio, but they
            didn't answer.

MAN enters from cam.R.f.g. and walks away to b.g.

                         RANGER
                   (into phone)
            Now, maybe they've got their radio
            turned off or they're in a place
            where they can't hear it.  If you
            like me to, I'd be glad to try them
            again later on.

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INT. MIAMI - HALLORAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - M.S.

HALLORAN, phone to ear.

                         HALLORAN
                   (into phone)
            Oh, that's very nice of you.  I'll
            call you back later.  Bye.

He walks L-R.  CAMERA TRACKS & PANS with him.  He puts phone
down on receiver, and puts his hand up to his head.

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