Hi. I've got an appointment with Mr. Ullman.
My name is Jack Torrance.
His office is the first door on the left.
- Mr. Ullman? - Yes.
-我是杰克·托伦斯 -快请进 杰克
- I'm Jack Torrance. - Oh, come on in, Jack.
Very nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you too, Mr. Ullman.
-这是我的秘书 苏希 -你好
- This is my secretary, Susie. - Hello.
-苏希 你好 -我们这里难找吗
- Susie, how do you do? - Any trouble finding us?
No problem at all. I made the trip in 3 and a half hours.
That's very good time.
Sit down a minute, Jack.
Just make yourself at home.
Would you like some coffee?
如果有的话 就来点吧 谢谢
If you're having some, I wouldn't mind. Thanks.
- Susie. - Sure.
And would you ask Bill Watson to join us.
Yes, I will.
Do you really want to go and live in that hotel for the winter?
Sure I do.
It'll be lots of fun.
Yeah. I guess so.
Anyway, there's hardly anybody to play with around here.
I know. It always takes a little time to make new friends.
Yeah, I guess so.
What about Tony?
He's looking forward to the hotel, I bet.
不 我才不呢 托伦斯夫人
No, I ain't, Mrs. Torrance.
拜托 托尼 别犯傻了
Now, come on, Tony. Don't be silly.
I don't want to go there, Mrs. Torrance.
How come you don't want to go?
I just don't.
Let's just wait and see.
We're all going to have a real good time.
Bill, I'd like you to meet Jack Torrance.
-你好 比尔 -你好
- How do you do, Bill? - How do you do.
- Nice to meet you. - Pleasure to meet you.
坐吧 比尔 一起聊聊
Grab a chair, Bill. Join in.
Jack is going to take care of the Overlook for us this winter.
I'd like you to take him around place soon as we're through.
Jack is a schoolteacher.
Uh, formerly a schoolteacher.
What line of work are you in now?
I'm a writer.
Teaching's been more or less a way of making ends meet.
This ought to be quite a change for you.
Well, I'm looking for a change.
Our people in Denver recommended Jack very highly,
and for once...
I agree with them.
Let's see, where were we?
I was ,yeah, about to explain...
that our season here runs from may 15th to October 30th.
Then we close down completely until the following May.
Do you mind if I ask why you do that?
It seems to me that the skiing up here would be fantastic.
It would be. The problem is the enormous cost...
it would be to keep the road to Sidewinder open.
It's a 25-mile stretch of road.
It gets 20 feet of snow during the winter.
There's just no way to make it economically feasible to keep it clear.
When the place was built in 1907...
there was very little interest in winter sports.
This site was chosen for its seclusion and scenic beauty.
It's certainly got plenty of that.
Did they give you any idea in Denver...
about what the job entails?
Only in a very general way.
The winters can be fantastically cruel.
The basic idea is to cope with the very costly damage...
and depreciation which can occur.
This consists mainly of running the boiler...
heating different parts of the hotel on a daily rotating basis...
repairing damage as it occurs...
and doing repairs so the elements can't get a foothold.
That sounds fine to me.
Physically, it's not a very demanding job.
The only thing that can
get a bit trying here during the winter...
is a tremendous sense of isolation.
Well, that just happens to be exactly what I'm looking for.
I'm outlining a new writing project.
And, five months of peace is just what I want.
That's very good, Jack.
Because, for some people...
solitude ...and isolation...
can, of itself, become a problem.
Not for me.
How about your wife and son?
Do you think they'll take to it?
They'll love it.
Well, before I turn you over to Bill,
there's one other thing I think we should talk about.
I don't want to sound melodramatic,
but it's something been known to give a few people
second thoughts about the job.
I don't suppose they tell you anything in Denver
about the tragedy we had up here during the winter of 1970.
I don't believe they did.
My predecessor in this job
hired a man named Charles Grady as the winter caretaker.
He came up with his wife and two little girls
of about 8 and 10.
He had a good employment record,
And from what I've been told,
he seemed like a completely normal individual.
But at some point during the winter
he must have suffered
some kind of a complete mental breakdown.
He ran amuck and...
killed his family with an ax.
Stacked them neatly in a room in the west wing, and then he...
he put both barrels of his shotgun in his mouth.
they 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.
quite a story.
Yeah, it is.
It's still hard for me to believe it actually happened here.
But it did.