- Hi. My name is Bob. I'm an alcoholic. - Hi, Bob.
- Hi. My name is Joe. I'm an alcoholic. - Hi, Joe.
- Hi. My name's Mark. I'm an alcoholic. - Hi, Mark.
- Hi. My name's Theresa. I'm an alcoholic. - Hi, Theresa.
- My name's Mitch. I'm an alcoholic. - Hi, Mitch.
- Hi. My name's Peter. I'm an alcoholic. - Hi, Peter.
I'm Hartwell, an alcoholic with a fondness for tranquilizers.
- Welcome. - Hi. I'm Jack, an alcoholic from Vermont.
- This is my first meeting in Sidewinder. - Glad you're here, Jack.
He's a nice kid. And a smart kid.
- As far as I can tell, he's a well kid. - Yeah?
I'll have other people look at these, but as far as my first impressions...
...Mrs. Torrance, we should all be so lucky.
You have no idea how glad I am to hear that.
Considering you're apt to be snowed in at the Overlook all winter, I do.
Let's wait for the blood work before we throw any confetti...
...but as to your chief concern, there are no signs of epilepsy here.
You probably knew that, since he had the flash test...
...and Deever series and both were negative.
I wasn't sure.
He's working on his reading? Overachieving, perhaps.
Yes.
You have the drive of a graduate student in the body of a 7-year-old.
And his so-called invisible friend...
His name is Tony. It's also the name of his stuffed dog.
I suspect Tony really was a friend until you moved from Vermont.
- Wasn't he? - Yes, he was.
I'm gonna make a guess. This may be a little presumptuous of me...
...but I suspect there's been some stress in your marriage lately.
It's in the way he talks about his dad, the way his eyes follow you around.
Tony has been helping him with stress, maybe even with loneliness too.
You know, doctor, Danny also believes that Tony can show him the future.
- And sometimes, well... - How did Danny break his arm?
He didn't.
I'm sorry. His father did.
Jack didn't mean to hurt him...
...but he was drunk.
And now?
Well, Jack isn't here with me today because he's at an AA meeting.
He's trying to hit as many as he can before the snow falls...
...and he has to use the phone and the CB radio.
How long has your husband been sober?
About five months.
- Has he ever hit you, Mrs. Torrance? - Oh, God, no. Never.
What about now with Danny?
Things are fine now with both of them.
And you? Are things fine for you?
Things are okay.
They could be better, but they're going in the right direction.
My husband is a wonderful man. I love him very much.
So your family's mending?
I think it is, doctor. We're trying to move on.
Boy, Danny's a perceptive kid.
He knew things were wrong between you and your husband when he needed Tony.
He knows now things are better, and Tony can take a hike.
You think he's trying to make Tony unpleasant so he can get rid of him.
Well, it's one strategy that imaginative children use, yes.
Don't mean to rush, but my next appointment was 10 minutes ago.
I'm sorry.
The stings?
They've all but healed already. There's no problem there.
Thank you.
Again, Mommy.
Okay.
Aw, man.
Come on.
Smart rats.
Whose memory book?
"Horace Derwent requests your company at a masked ball."
My God, look at that.
Who's there?
Anybody there?
God, please. Please, no!
Is anybody there?
Give me the ax.
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.
You the guy that knocked the chairs off the tables?
Room service.
God, no! Please. No!
Is anyone here?
- Danny. Come join us. - Danny Torrance.
Join us, Danny.
Shut up! Do you hear me? Just shut up!
Danny! Danny, it's snowing.
Danny?
- Are you okay? - Yeah. Fine.
Did you look out the window? Did you see what's going on out there?
Take a look. It's snowing. Do you wanna make a snowman?
- Sure. Cool. Daddy too? - Okay. Let's go get Daddy.
It's the abominable sleigh ride.
Danny.
Mom?
Danny.
Danny, let's play.
Come and play, Danny.
- Doc. What are you doing here, Doc? - Showing it I'm not afraid.
But you're afraid. You should be afraid. Hallorann said that...
He said nothing here can hurt me, they're like pictures.
- If you give them a chance to be more... - I can go in if I want.
Go away. Leave me alone.
Come inside, Danny. Come in.
Over there, in the corner.
Yes, Danny. Go in, Danny. Look. See.
Get out of here. Do you understand?
You can't let them touch your mind. Do you understand?
Tony?
Nothing here can hurt me, just like pictures in a book...
...if I don't let them touch my mind.
Tony, where are you? Help me!
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Just a hose, stupid.
Danny.
- What are you doing? - Nothing, Daddy.
Nothing, Daddy.
This is Mr. Ullman's office. What are you doing in his office?
- You been playing with the radio? - No, Daddy.
- Honest? - Honest.
Well, I hope not, Doc, because if the phone lines go down...
...this is the only way we have of calling for help. The only way.
Roads west of Boulder are treacherous...
...slushy with patches of black ice. The chain law is in effect...
- What have you got behind your back? - Nothing, Daddy.
Nothing, honey.
Show me.
Not supposed to be in here, not supposed to have this...
...not supposed to go into any of the guest rooms!
I gotta hand it to you, Doc.
You get around to breaking the rules. You don't waste any time.
But, Daddy, I didn't go in the rooms. I was going to, but I changed my mind.
- Daddy, I... - Please. Just be quiet a minute.
I have to think.
Got a headache, Daddy?
Yeah. It's the worst one I've had since I was...
Worst one in a while.
But that's not what's important. The question is...
...what should we do about a little boy...
...who cannot keep to the rules?
How are we gonna make you remember?
Are you gonna hurt me, Daddy? Like before?
No. No, Danny. No.
No. I would never hurt you.
I'll never hurt you again.
- But, you can't break the rules. - But, Daddy, I didn't go in the...
Don't. Don't make it worse by lying.
We have to be men here. And men follow the rules.
No fooling with the CB. No going where you were told not to go:
The basement, the guest rooms, this office. You got it?
- Daddy, I didn't go in the... - Men follow the rules.
- Okay? - Okay, Dad.
Okay.
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
Dad will be in to say good night and kiss you.
- He's probably working on his play. - No, he isn't.
He's down in the cellar, looking at the old papers again.
It's spooky down there.
Have you been to the cellar? I don't want you down there.
- There are rats and God knows what. - I haven't been there.
I'm not supposed to. It's a rule, and men follow the rules.
But I just know.
Sometimes you can see what he sees, can't you?
He just looks at the papers now. He likes them.
He's not writing the play anymore.
What do you mean, he's not writing the play? He is.
That's why we're here. You know how important that play is.
Not anymore. He wants to write a book about the Overlook.
He knows Uncle Al won't like it, but he doesn't care.
Danny, do you think it would be better if we left the Overlook now?
Before the snow gets any deeper? Tell me the truth.
What do you think? What do you see?
We have to stay. This is Daddy's job.
He has to take care of the Overlook, and he has to take care of us.
- But is your daddy all right? - He's trying to be.
He loves us. I love him. Do you?
Sometimes he thinks you don't. But you do, don't you?
Of course I do, Danny. But this isn't about loving.
I want to ask you something.
Is your daddy drinking again? Do you know?
No. But he thinks about it sometimes.
He thinks, "Gosh, I could sure use a cold one." But no, he's not.
Well, that's good.
Don't forget to kiss Tony.
Haven't heard much about the other Tony, have we?
- He doesn't come around much? - No. He must've stayed in Boulder.
Besides, he's not a real friend. He's a make-believe friend.
Well, that's what Dr. Edmonds said, but I'm not so sure.
Danny.
What's the matter? Do you see Mr. Spooky in the corner?
Made you look, dirty crook Stole your mother's pocketbook
Now, lie down. Time to go to sleep, funny guy.
- Mommy? - Yeah.
- What's "Redrum"? - Red drum?
- Not drum, rum. Redrum. - I don't know.
Sounds like something a pirate might drink. Why?
- It was just something I saw on TV. - Well, if we have that settled...
- We do. - I'll send Dad in if I see him...
- ...before you zonk out, okay? - Okay.
Good night.
Redrum! Redrum!
Look, Danny.
Danny, Danny. How many times do I have to...?
Unbelievable.
Yeah. We're gonna have to have a little talk, aren't we?
Front, please.
You know, your son's been playing down here again.
I've got a pocketful of his action figures to prove it.
- See this glass? - Yeah.
Well, this was balanced half full on the arm of a sofa...
...that would go for more than I made all my years of teaching.
I don't know exactly how to break this to you, but Danny's 7 years old.
Sometimes, 7-year-olds forget the rules.
Then one of us had better remind him, don't you think?
- I will. Okay? - Good.
It's starting to thaw.
Radio said it might be the last thaw in quite a while.
Sounds like the whole world's melting.
It is beautiful, isn't it?
It's like... It's like we were in a cave behind a waterfall.
Coming to bed?
Little while.
Got something for you you're not gonna find in those boxes. If you want it.
- Later, maybe. Okay? - Later maybe? What is this later?
Wendy, I'm just trying to do the job they hired me for, that's all.
The last several weeks these boxes are all you're interested in.
Other than making sure we don't wrinkle drapes or leave smudges in the hotel.
I mean...
...maybe I could use some caretaking too.
What are you talking about?
Aren't you attracted to me anymore? You always used to be. Except...
Except when I was drinking.
- Well, yeah. - But, I'm not drinking.
I know. Not everything about that is an accusation.
- So, what is this all about? - What do you think it's about, Jack?
Danny's been asleep for almost an hour now.
And I wanna go to bed with you. Sleep is the last thing I'm interested in.
And if I have to be any more blunt than that, we're in a lot of trouble.
I'll be up in a few minutes, okay? I promise.
Okay, fine.
You know, Jack...
...you're not drinking, but your old habits are back.
If that's what this place does, coming was a bad idea.
This place isn't doing anything to me, Wendy.
I'm just interested in the papers in the cellar. I've been collating them.
Danny says you've given up writing your play, Jack. Is that true?
You said next to Danny and me, your play was the most important thing.
Has Danny been in my office? Has he been fooling with my papers?
Damned nosy pup!
That's not you talking. It's your father.
You don't know how he sounded. My dad died before we met.
I know because I listen to you. Look at you. You're not shaving.
You're rubbing your mouth again, chewing aspirin like when you had hangovers.
I get headaches! I get bad headaches. Very bad. It's the stress.
Is stress the reason you don't wanna make love to me anymore?
The thaw is supposed to hold tonight and tomorrow.
We can make it to Route 50 using the snowmobile.
From there it's 23 miles to Sidewinder. And I think we ought to do it.
Because this place is not doing any of us any good.
Sometimes Danny comes downstairs just...
- ...just looking white as a sheet. - He shouldn't be on the guest floor.
I'm not talking about the guest rooms. He doesn't go in them.
He said you talked to him about that.
Sometimes he comes in from outside looking the same way.
He looks pale, he looks...
He looks haunted, somehow.
I think he's seeing things here, Jack.
He keeps quiet because he's scared that if you lose this job...
You know who else is scared about what'll happen to us?
I am.
I have visions of ending up in California...
...picking grapes alongside all the illegals from Mexico.
Danny can learn a second language. How nice.
- That is ridiculous. - Spoken like the golden girl...
...who got money from her loving, possessive mother.
You wanna go home and tell her what happened here?
That your husband lost his last chance because his son sees things?
- That is so unfair and you know it! - The situation is unfair.
But if you help me, like Danny has, we can get through this.
I hate this place now.
What has happened to us, Jack?
We didn't have much back in Boulder, but...
We were pretty happy. Do you remember?
We have to leave this place. I don't know how I know that, but I do.
Wendy...
Listen to me. Listen.
I know how much I bitched things up for myself. I do.
The booze and my temper and George Hatfield...
Breaking Danny's arm.
When I heard him screaming and I saw the way he was holding his arm, I...
All I meant to do, I swear, was just hold him by the wrist...
...and just give him a little swat on the butt, that's all.
We can come out of this in one of two ways, Wendy:
With a recommendation that'll land me a new teaching job...
...plus the first draft of a maybe publishable book.
Or, we could be walking around with a sign saying we'll work for food.
I know that's an exaggeration, but not much.
And there are compensations.
The story that is in these boxes...
The one between the lines... You can't believe it, Wendy.
The registration books alone.
The names. Jean Harlow. Joey Gallo.
Lana Turner and Johnny Stompanato. Robert Vesco. You know something?
Sometimes...
...I feel like they're all still here...
...and they never really checked out. I can almost see them.
I know. That's what scares me.
I feel like I was meant to be here.
That somehow my whole life has led up to this. You know?
Wendy...
It's just for the winter.
You and Danny... Please, please try to bear with me.
I swear to you, you won't be sorry.
All right, Jack.
- Kissing, kissing. - Yeah, that's what I've been missing.
- Do you still wanna go up to bed? - What do you think?
I love you, Jack.
I love you too.
Fee, fi, fo, fum. Yeah.
The giant has come to eat you up in your beds.
Kiss your triple-A rating goodbye, you sorry...
Work, work, work.
A little recreation here.
Damn thaw. You gave me quite a little start.
I'm not seeing this. I'm not seeing this.
It's just, I need... I need a meeting, that's all.
Need a meeting. A little AA for Jackie.
God grant me the serenity...
...to accept the things I cannot change. And... And what?
- Hello, Jack. - Hi, Jack.
Come on in.
They don't move while you're watching them.
Maybe they can't.
Oh, no, get back!
Go away!
Oh, I'm tired.
I'm tired.
Tired. Very tired.
Nothing happened.
According to the forecast, Santa won't have problems...
...finding landing zones when he arrives later this week.
It's going to cloud up after midnight and we should expect...
...4 inches of snow before daybreak tomorrow.
And what a day it'll be.
Twelve to 14 inches of fresh snow and high winds...
...will combine to create blizzard conditions from Greeley...
...to Sidewinder.
Brethren...
...join the Sober Sams of Alcoholics Anonymous...
...and be saved!
You will be washed clean, say hallelujah!
All you gotta do...
...is stay away from that drink.
Just one day at a time.
Drink your coffee and smoke your little cigarette.
- But believe and don't... - Jackie.
Shut up that drivel.
Daddy?
Pardon me for asking a stupid question...
...but aren't you dead?
Death doesn't mean much here. You know that.
You're as stupid as ever, aren't you? Aren't you? Answer me!
Yes.
I guess so.
Most of the time these days...
...I have felt pretty stupid.
You're foolish and you're weak, Jackie. Still just a pup. But I always...
...had a soft spot for you and I still do. So listen closely...
...because a certain person...
...a certain small person...
...is where he doesn't belong. Again.
They've betrayed you, Jackie. Both of them. And they have to be punished.
What are you saying?
What they always do. Holding you back, dragging you down.
Where is he, Jackie? Your little whelp.
Trespassing. He's a pup. A trespassing little pup.
Cane him for it, Jackie!
Make him take his medicine. You have to.
No.
No!
Yes, Jackie. Yes.
You're dead! And I don't have to listen.
So, shut up!
Shut up! Shut up, Daddy!
Shut up and be dead! Shut up and stay dead!
What's happening to me?
Come join us, Danny.
No.
Yes, Danny. Yes...
- Look, Danny. - Look, Danny.
- Yes... Look and see, Danny. - Join us.
Nothing here can hurt me. Just like pictures in a book.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
There's nothing there. Nothing there.
There's nothing there. There's nothing there...
There's nothing there.
Hello, Danny.
I've been waiting for you. We've all been waiting for you.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten!
Not there. Not there!
Just like pictures in a book. That was...
It figures.
Danny.
Danny?
You better not be where I think you are.
Danny!
Danny, you come down here. Don't make it worse for yourself.
You get down here, you damn pup!
Danny, you get down here, and you want to double-time, son.
I am losing my patience!
Come down here and take your medicine!
This is your last chance, son.
All right, then. That's the way you want it.
Jack, what are you doing?
Your son broke the CB.
Smashed it with a croquet mallet. This one. And a key is gone.
He's on the second floor. God knows what I'll find up there...
- Jack. - What he's gotten into, broken...
- I'm the caretaker! I'm responsible! - Jack, give that to me.
Get out of here. What do you think you're...?
Let's just talk quietly now, as adults, all right?
Are you sure the CB's broken?
Does the pope wear a tall hat? Danny, get your butt down here!
- Why do you think Danny did it? - It was you?
- No, it wasn't. - It wasn't me.
I was down in the basement. And it sure wasn't the rats. Danny!
Remember your temper. No matter what Danny's done.
You let me worry about that.
No, I will not let you...
I am warning you. Get... Danny... Danny?
- Oh! You bastard! You bastard! - Wait! I never...
Danny! Talk to me. Tell me what happened.
- Tell Mommy what happened. - Who did this?
Don't touch him. If you hit him again, I will kill you.
I swear to God...
I'm tired of listening to you swear. I'm tired of your promises.
You saw that your radio was broken, and you went and found Danny.
Breaking his arm wasn't enough this time, was it?
This time breaking his arm wasn't enough!
I didn't see him all afternoon. Danny...
I'm getting crucified here, son.
- Tell her what happened. - Get away!
Tell us both. Tell us both what happened.
Come on, Danny. Sing with me, help me sing.
Don't bother. It's out.
It worked earlier, but now it's out. I tried.
Storm's coming.
I don't know what's going on here, Wendy, but I did not touch him.
Well, it wasn't me, Jack, and it sure as hell wasn't the rats.
This is... This is wet.
Doc, why is your shirt wet?
What is that?
What?
I think it's lipstick.
It's not my shade.
Don't go yet, Danny.
We'll have tea.
Daddy! Oh, Daddy, oh, Daddy! It was her! It was her! It was her!
- Danny, what do you mean? - Wendy?
Jack, you can't think that I...
- Wendy? - I was in here sketching!
I fell asleep, I woke up from your shouting. I would never...
I know you would never. It's not nice to be accused, is it?
Okay, let's get you something.
Okay. There you go.
Drink that up. Don't burn your mouth.
Hot chocolate. I love this stuff.
I know you do.
So...
Where'd the...
Where'd the lipstick come from, Doc, huh?
How'd you get the bruises on your neck? Did you get them from the second floor?
I didn't want to take the key again. I wanted to keep my promise.
But it was like something was making me.
All right. Don't worry. We'll worry about the passkey later, okay?
But right now I want you to tell Mommy...
...and I want you to tell me what happened up there, okay?
The lady got lipstick on me.
- When she kissed me. - Danny.
- What are you talking about? What lady? - The 217 lady.
Then she was choking me, and I couldn't breathe.
We have to get out of here.
What are you talking about, Doc?
This place is bad.
Everything bad that happened here is still here.
It wants us. All of us.
But most of all, I think it wants me the most.
What would it want you for, Danny?
Because of the shining. That's what Dick calls it.
The hotel shines too.
And it's getting stronger. It's getting realer.
Dick said the things here, things I might see, couldn't hurt me.
They were like pictures in a book and I could make them gone if I wanted to.
I could at first, but...
But what, Danny?
But they're coming out.
- They're coming out of the book. - All right.
I'm sorry, I'm not following what you're saying.
Are you saying that...
...you were strangled by a ghost?
There are ghosts here.
You know there are.
And other things too.
It wants to get to you, too, Daddy. And make you do the bad thing again.
All right. Now, listen to me. Listen to me. Look at me.
I have not had a drink since...
For a very long time.
And even if I wanted one, I couldn't get one...
...because there's no booze here. There's not even cooking sherry.
- I know, but... - But what?
But if we don't go soon, we might not be able to go at all.
Dick said the Overlook couldn't hurt us...
...but he was wrong.
The first bad thing I really saw...
...was when Mr. Hallorann took us into the presidential suite.
It had gushy stuff on the walls. Blood and stuff.
Here. Drink up.
- Do you know what he's talking about? - Yeah. I might.
According to the papers in the cellar...
...a bigtime gangster was killed here...
...30 years ago, along with a couple of his bodyguards.
Why didn't you tell me?
It was a long time ago, Wendy. And I didn't think it would matter.
Dick has seen stuff too. Once it was something bad in room 217.
The lady that's in there, I guess.
And once he saw something down by those hedges...
...but he didn't tell me what.
- Did you see anything down there, Jack? - No. Nothing.
Jack, where are you going?
Up to room 217. Where do you think I'm going, out for a pizza?
Don't. What if there's somebody up there? Not a ghost, someone real.
Well then, it's better to cover all our bases. It's safer.
If there's somebody else in this hotel, someone real, we have to know.
- Please don't leave us alone, Jack! - Let me do my job, Wendy!
As caretaker of this hotel? Is that what you'd risk our lives for?
My job as caretaker, my job as your husband, my job as his father.
- Jack... - Take your hand off me.
Hey, sport...
...I'll be back.
Be careful, Daddy. Look out for her.
I'll be okay.
You didn't have any business up here in the first place.
Snooping around.
No, no, I don't see that. No!
No, no. Absolutely not.
I talked to him. I talked to him. I had a talk with him and he still...
Trespassing...
...is what it is.
Trespassing.
That's what it comes down to. Yeah.
"So then the big happy taxi turned on his lights and blew his horn...
...and even made his wipers go back and forth."
Nothing. Nothing at all.
And I think, son...
...it's time, once again, for one of our little chats...
...about where you're supposed to and not supposed to go in this hotel.
- I couldn't help it. - Leave him alone, Jack.
My father didn't buy that "couldn't help it" stuff.
That's one of the few things he was right about. That's crap!
He just had a terrible scare.
I'm not gonna spank or lay a finger on you. I'm not even gonna shout.
But I want you to know that if I ever...
...find this passkey or any passkey in your hand again...
...you are going to be in big trouble. You understand me?
Listen to yourself, Jack. You're threatening a 7-year-old boy. Stop it.
I don't wanna go in the rooms, Daddy, I don't wanna go in any of them.
I wanna leave before something bad happens.
I want your promise.
I want your solemn promise that you'll never go into Mr. Ullman's office.
Danny, did you break the CB?
Is it broken?
It wasn't broken when you were in there?
- I... - I, I, what? What?
- It was or it wasn't? - I wanna leave too.
Please, Daddy.
You guys talk like it's a snap. There's 30 inches of snow on the ground.
And a snowmobile in the shed. Big enough to fit four.
We're three, and Danny's small.
Just cut and run. Leave the hotel open to the elements and vandals.
- I've gotta dump the boiler. - Look at your son!
Can't you see the bruises on his neck? Are you blind?!
Stop it! Stop shouting!
We'll talk about it later. We'll talk later.
We'll talk now. Are you waiting for something worse?
You thought I did it. It's the first thing you thought about.
That doesn't matter. Let's get in the snowmobile and go to Sidewinder.
Wendy, look out the window! Are you blind? Zero visibility!
- If we went slow... - We'd die if I couldn't make the turn.
- Jack, why do you...? - No, you're the one!
Stop it! I hate you both! I hate you both! You're stupid, and I hate you!
We can't leave tonight, babe.
We would die out there.
I'm telling you the plain, unpainted truth.
Okay, Jack. Okay.
"Mr. Torrance: If you desert your post you won't be allowed back. Management."
Unmask. Unmask!
Sorry, Torrance, no second chances. Not for drunks that cut and run.
Oh, I suppose you'll find some sort of job in California come spring.
Perhaps as a sales clerk in a mall, perhaps at a car wash.
That's what your wife and your kid want, isn't it?
To see you working in that sort of a job. To see you properly humbled.
To see you forget your dreams and remember only them.
Seize your destiny, Mr. Torrance. Unmask.
If you look down into an open grave...
Get your coat on. I have to show you something.
- Danny? - I'm reading, Mom.
I'm going outside with your father.
- Okay. - What is it?
Just get your coat. I'll show you.
Oh, Jack, what happened?
It was fine the last time I saw it. Day before yesterday, that was.
- Smashed. Just like the radio. - Just like the radio.
Jack.
You didn't, did you? I'm not accusing you...
Never touched it, Wendy. I never touched it. As God is my witness.
- Then someone else is here. - I don't think so.
Well, I do. Do you think Danny did it?
He's too little. Whoever did this was much stronger.
He doesn't have the physical strength, I agree.
But there's another side to him, and we both know this.
Remember how if his formula was late or his belly ached...
...things tipped over, glasses broke?
How the toilet would flush over and over, for five minutes?
That hasn't happened in years.
The broken CB wasn't years ago, sweetheart. That was last night.
- He wants to leave, you heard him. - Maybe.
But maybe there's a part of him that wants to stay.
Or maybe something else does.
Danny thinks...
It sounds insane, but he thinks the hotel's channeling his special power.
No, listen to me, using him to cut off...
...all of our ways out of here.
Then it succeeded.
And unless one of the rangers sticks his head in to see how we're doing...
...we're stuck.
When will that be, do you think?
I don't know.
Not before Christmas, I don't think. Or probably not before New Year's.
I just don't believe this.
Snowshoes! Maybe we could get down that way?
- I can't walk on them myself. - What are our options?!
- We could learn as we go. - Maybe.
We could listen to the weather and go when there's a break in the snow.
- Yeah! - And if the forecast is wrong...
...and another storm comes in... If that happens...
...I think the three of us might die.
Somewhere between here and Sidewinder.
- Just like the Donners. - Only for a short time, Wendy.
And I promise you...
...the first park ranger that comes up here, you and Danny are gone.
Danny!
I'll be washing windows. Stay in view.
Okay, Mom. I will.
Jack? Is that you?
Jack?
Jack, are you in here?
Jack! Jack, help me. It's after Danny!
Jack, it's gonna get Danny!