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Room 237 beckons


BLACK FRAMES

Superimposition over:

WEDNESDAY

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EXT. HOTEL - L.S.

Shooting across snow to Hotel in b.g.  Three lit windows.

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INT. HOTEL - CORRIDOR TO ROOM 237 - M.C.S.

High Angle - DANNY playing on floor with toy cars and trucks.
CAMERA TRACKS UP & BACK - yellow ball rolls in from f.g. and
stops by one of DANNY's trucks.  DANNY looks up.

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M.L.S. DANNY, back to camera, in f.g. looking away along
empty corridor.

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M.S. DANNY kneeling on the floor by his toys.  He stands up.

                         DANNY
            Mom?

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M.L.S. DANNY, back to camera, in f.g.  Empty corridor in b.g.

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M.S. DANNY walks forward along corridor - CAMERA TRACKS BACK
with him.

                         DANNY
            Mom?

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M.L.S. Empty corridor.  CAMERA TRACKS FORWARD to open door
of Room 237.

                         DANNY (OFF)
            Mom, are you in there?

CAMERA TRACKS FORWARD into room.

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Nightmares and neck wounds





INT. HOTEL - BOILER ROOM - M.S.

WENDY, holding clipboard.  She looks at dials on boiler -
then moves R-L to second boiler.  CAMERA PANS with her.  She
looks at dials - then moves R-L to switchboard and presses
two switches.  She reacts as she hears JACK off groaning in
his sleep.  She puts down clipboard and moves L-R.  CAMERA
PANS with her.  She starts to run away to entrance.

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INT. HOTEL - LOUNGE - M.S.

JACK leaning forward in chair with head resting on table.
He groans and cries out as he sleeps.  CAMERA TRACKS IN on
them.

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INT. HOTEL - CORRIDOR TO LOUNGE - M.S.

WENDY running away along corridor - CAMERA TRACKS after her.

                         WENDY
            Jack...

WENDY turns corner to entrance to Lounge.

                         WENDY
            Jack... Jack...

WENDY runs forward into Lounge and goes to JACK asleep at
table.  CAMERA TRACKS FORWARD.

                         WENDY
            Jack, honey, what's wrong?

She puts her hands on his arm and back.  JACK stirs and
falls off chair onto floor.

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M.S. JACK groans as he lies on floor.  WENDY enters cam.R
and takes hold of his arm, assisting up onto his knees.  He
groans and gasps.

                         WENDY
            What happened, honey?  Hon?  What's
            wrong?  Jack!

She smoothes his hair with her hand.

                         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.

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M.S. JACK & WENDY

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

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M.S. JACK over WENDY.

                         JACK
            But I didn't just kill you, I cut
            you up into little pieces.

He puts his hand up to his eyes.

                         JACK
            Oh...

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M.S. JACK handed up to his eyes - and WENDY.

                         JACK
            My God, I must be losing my mind!

He lowers his hand.

                         WENDY
            Every...everything is just going to
            be all right.  Come on.  Here let's
            get up off the floor.

WENDY puts hand under his arm and he starts to rise.

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INT. OVERLOOK HOTEL - LOUNGE - M.L.S.

DANNY back to camera in f.g. walks into Lounge.  In b.g.
WENDY helps JACK up into his chair.  INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE.
WENDY turns to DANNY and throws up her arm.  CAMERA TRACKS
FORWARD with DANNY.

                         WENDY
            Danny!  Everything's okay... Just
            go play in your room for a while.
            Your Dad's just got a headache.
            Danny - mind what I say.  Go play
            in your room!

WENDY bends down to JACK.

                         WENDY
            Hon, let me just go and get him out
            of here.  I'll be right back.

WENDY moves R-L behind table and moves forward to DANNY in
f.g.

                         WENDY
            Danny, why don't you mind me - huh?
            Danny.

She crouches down before DANNY and turns him cam.L to face
her, and the window.  He is sucking his thumb.  She sees
mark on his neck and tilts his head over sideways.

                         WENDY
            Oh my God!  Danny what happened to
            your neck?  Danny...

She pulls DANNY's thumb out of his mouth.

                         WENDY (CONT'D)
            what happened to your neck, huh?

She puts her arms round him.

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M.L.S. JACK, back to camera, leaning back in chair in f.g.
WENDY kneeling with her arms round DANNY in b.g.

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M.C.S. JACK sitting in chair with his hand up to his head.

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M.L.S. JACK back to camera leaning back in chair in f.g.
WENDY kneeling with her arms round DANNY in b.g.  She stands
up and lifts DANNY up in her arms.

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M.S. WENDY holding DANNY in her arms.

                         WENDY
            You did this to him, didn't you?

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M.C.S. JACK.

                         WENDY (OFF)
            You son of a bitch!  You did this
            to him,

He shakes his head.

                         WENDY (OFF)(CONT'D)
            didn't you?

He shakes his head.

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M.S. WENDY with DANNY in her arms moves backwards.

                         WENDY
            How could you?  How could you?

She turns and runs away to entrance in b.g.

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M.C.S. JACK.  He lowers his hand.

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The Gold Room; Words of wisdom
(Shorter)






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

JACK enters cam.L in b.g. and walks forward.  CAMERA TRACKS
BACK before him.  He mutters and flings his arms about.  He
stops and looks at notice on trestle - "THE GOLD ROOM." JACK
moves L-R into entrance of Ballroom.  He reaches out cam.L
and switches on lights - then moves away to lit bar in b.g.

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

JACK walks L-R across Ballroom - CAMERA TRACKS & PANS with
him to bar.

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M.L.S. JACK leans over counter and looks down.

                         JACK
                   (to himself)
            God, I'd give anything for a drink?

JACK sits down and puts his hands up to his face.

                         JACK
            My goddam soul, just a glass of beer.

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M.S. JACK with his hands up to his face.  He lowers his
hands and looks - he lowers hands to bar and smiles.

                         JACK
            Hi Lloyd.

JACK looks cam.R then back at camera.

                         JACK
            A little slow tonight, isn't it?

JACK laughs.

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M.S. LLOYD standing behind bar.

                         LLOYD
            Yes, it is, Mr. Torrance.

LLOYD moves forward - CAMERA TRACKS BACK revealing JACK
seated at bar.

                         LLOYD
            What'll it be?

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M.C.S. JACK

                         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?

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M.S. LLOYD

                         LLOYD
            No, sir.  I'm not busy at all.

LLOYD turns away to bottles of shelf.

                         JACK (OFF)
            Good man.

LLOYD turns with bottle and glass to counter.

                         JACK (OFF)
            You set them up, and I'll knock
            them back, Lloyd, one by one.

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M.S. JACK sitting at bar.  LLOYD puts bottle and glass down
on bar.  LLOYD puts ice in glass and fills it from bottle.

                         JACK
            White man's burden, Lloyd my man.
            White man's burden.

JACK looks at his wallet then at LLOYD.

                         JACK
            Say, Lloyd, it seems I'm temporarily
            light.

JACK laughs.

                         JACK
            How's my credit in this joint anyway?

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M.C.S. LLOYD

                         LLOYD
            Your credit's fine, Mr. Torrance.

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M.C.S. JACK

                         JACK
            That's swell.  I like you, Lloyd.
            I always liked you.  You were
            always the best of them.
            Best goddamned bartender from
            Timbuctoo to Portland Maine -
            Portland Oregon for that matter.

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M.C.S. LLOYD

                         LLOYD
            Thank you for saying so.

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M.C.S. JACK looks at his glass.

                         JACK
            Here's to five miserable months on
            the wagon and all the irreparable
            harm that it's caused me.

He drinks and lowers his glass - then looks at LLOYD.

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M.S. JACK sitting at bar.  LLOYD behind bar.

                         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 taps on bar and LLOYD fills up his glass.

                         JACK
            No, nothing serious.

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M.C.S. JACK

                         JACK
            Just a little problem with the...
            old sperm bank upstairs.

JACK laughs.

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

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M.C.S. LLOYD

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

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M.S. JACK over LLOYD.  He points finger at LLOYD.

                         JACK
            Words of wisdom, Lloyd.  Words of
            wisdom.




JACK drinks - then swirls drink round in glass, putting
glass down on counter.

                         JACK
            I haven't laid a hand on him.
            Goddam it, I didn't.  I wouldn't
            touch one hair of his goddam little
            head.  I love the little son-of-a-
            bitch.

JACK laughs.

                         JACK
            I'd do anything for him.  Any
            fucking thing for him.

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M.C.S. LLOYD

                         JACK (OFF)
            That damn bitch.

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M.C.S. JACK

                         JACK
            As long as I live she'll never let
            me forget what happened!

He looks cam.L then cam.R -- throwing his hands out and
sighing.

                         JACK
            I did hurt him once, okay?  It was
            an accident, complete unintentional.
            It could have happened to anybody.

He raps on counter with hand.

                         JACK
            And it was three goddam years ago.
            The little fucker had thrown all my
            papers all over the floor.  All I
            tried to do was to pull him up.  A
            momentary loss of muscular
            coordination.  I mean... A few
            extra foot pounds of energy, per
            second... per second.

JACK gestures with his hands.

                         WENDY (OFF)
            Jack...

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Crazy woman




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

WENDY, sobbing, runs forward along corridor.  CAMERA TRACKS
BACK with her and PANS L-R into Ballroom.  She runs away to
JACK sitting at bat in b.g.

                         WENDY
            Oh Jack!
                   (sobs)
            Thank God you're here.

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INT. HOTEL BALLROOM - M.S.

JACK sitting back to camera at bar.  WENDY enters cam.R.

                         WENDY
                   (OFF)
            Jack,
                   (IN SHOT)
            Jack, there's someone else in the
            hotel with us.  There's a crazy
            woman in one of the rooms.  She
            tried to strangle Danny.

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M.C.S. JACK

                         JACK
            Are you out of your fucking mind?

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M.S. WENDY over JACK.

                         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.

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M.C.S. JACK.

                         JACK
            Which room was it?

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