I never laid a hand on him, goddamn it. I didn't. I wouldn't touch one hair on his goddamn...

Jack Torrance: [to Lloyd] I never laid a hand on him, goddamn it. I didn't. I wouldn't touch one hair on his goddamn little head. I love the little son of a bitch! I'd do anything for him. Any fucking thing for him. But that *bitch*... as long as I live she will never let me forget what happened. [turns head to make sure no one else is listening in; conspiratorially] Jack Torrance: I did hurt him once, okay? Completely unintentional. Could've happened to anybody. And it was THREE GODDAMN YEARS AGO! The little fucker had thrown all my papers all over the floor! All I tried to do was pull him up! [calms down] Jack Torrance: A momentary loss of muscular coordination. I mean, a few extra foot-pounds of energy, per second, per second. [snaps fingers, gestures Danny's arm breaking] Jack Torrance: [Wendy comes racing down the hall into the Gold Room where Jack is sitting. Noticeably, Lloyd and all the liquor is gone] Wendy Torrance: [sobbing] Jack! Jack! Thank God you're here! There's someone else in the hotel with us! There's a crazy woman in one of the rooms! She tried to strangle Danny! Jack Torrance: Are you out of your fucking mind? Wendy Torrance: It's the truth, I swear it! Danny told me. He went up to one of the bedrooms. The door was open, and he saw this crazy woman in the bathtub! She tried to strangle him! Jack Torrance: [beat] Which room was it?