Don't worry. It's just a pack of wolves.Come on. We're almost rid of it.
- Caleb, it's after me!- Grab on!
Run! Run!
No, Benjamin, we have to finish this.Come on. Help me bury it.
What if someone digs it up?
May God have mercyon his souI.
- Hi, Alan.- Hi, Miss Magruder.
- Good afternoon, Alan.- Hey, Frank.
- AIl yours, Alan.- Thanks, BilI.
Get him!
Prepare to die, Parrish!
Hey, Parrish,what's the rush?
He's goin' tohis dad's factory!
Alan wants his daddy now!
Go ahead, Parrish.Run to Daddy. We'll be waiting.
- Hi, Carl.- Hey, Alan, I gotta show you something.
Come here. Now, l've beenworking on this for almost a year.
l got an appointment this afternoonwith your father to show him this.
Go ahead. Take it.
So what do ya think?Ya think he'Il like it?
- What is it?- What is it?
Man, this is the future. lf l canget Wilt Chamberlain to wear 'em...
l predict there'lI be a pair of thosein every closet in America.
That's gonna bethe height of fashion.
What's wrong?
- Nothin'.- Alan !
Thanks, Bob.What are you doing here?
l've toId you before. This factoryisn't a pIayground. It's dangerous.
- Dad, can l have a ride home?- Look, Alan.
ls Billy Jessuppicking on you again?
Son, you're gonna have toface him sooner or later.
Look, if you're afraid of something,you've got to stand and face it.
Now, run on, son.
Carl, you shouId know betterthan to let the boy pIay in here.
Sorry, sir.
- What was it you wanted to show me?- Just a minute, sir.
What the devil--
Get an extinguisher.
Who did this?
Well?
I did, sir.
Just because you're a Parrish doesn'tmean you can hang around my girlfriend.
- We're just friends.- Not anymore. Get him!
- Let's go!- Okay, l've got his bike.
Jerks!
Wow.
Neat.
Alan. Are you home?
Oh, AIan, not again.Come on.
Hard work, determination,a cheerfuI outlook--
attributes that have exemplifiedthe Brantford spirit...
since our forefathersfirst settled this town.
Despite the harshness of our nativeclime and the granite of our soil...
- we have--- Prospered.
- l knew the damn thing this morning.- You'll know the darn thing tonight.
- All right. Let's go.- Sam. We have to talk to Alan.
- WeIl, we're on our way.- Okay.
l told your father what you told me thisafternoon. It wasn't just Billy Jessup.
Look, if l'd known that,Alan, I wouldn't have--
- lt's okay, Dad.- l want you to know l am proud of you.
I mean, you faced them, eventhough you were outnumbered.
And since youtook it like a man...
your mother and I have decidedthat you're ready to go...
to the Cliffside School for Boys.
- There.- Congratulations, sweetheart.
- You don't want me Iiving here anymore?- Alan.
lt's always been the plan that you goto Cliffside when you were ready.
I mean, Parrishes have been goingto CIiffside ever since the 1 700s.
Even your Uncle Skylarwent there.
- Look at this. Parrish HalI.- lt's the main dormitory.
Oh, this is great. Kids are on mycase here because l'm a Parrish.
Just wait till l'm living ina building named after me.
lt was namedafter my father.
- Good. Why don't you live in it?- l did!
l wouldn't be who l am todayif it weren't for my years there.
Maybe l don't wanna be who you are.Maybe I don't wanna be a Parrish.
You won't be.Not till you start acting like one.
Get your coat!
l guess l'm not readyfor Cliffside then!
We're taking you there next Sunday! ldon't wanna hear another word about it!
You won't.l'm never talking to you again!
- Sam--- Don't!
- Sam--- What?
Nothing. Just--
- What are you doing here?- l brought your bike back.
You didn't have to. l was goingover to Billy's to get it myself.
I told BiIly to stoppicking on you.
You shouldn't have wasted your breath.We'lI talk about this some other time.
What was that?
- You heard it too?- Of course I heard it.
Come on. I found this weird gamein the factory.
A game?
"Jumanji.
A game for those who seek to finda way to leave their world behind.
You roll the dice to move your token.Doubles gets another turn.
And the first pIayer to reachthe end wins.'' You wanna play?
I quit playing board gamesfive years ago.
Sarah.
- lt's gotta be magnetized or something.- AIan, Iook.
"At night they fly,you better run...
these winged thingsare not much fun.''
- What was that?- I don't know.
- Put it away, Alan!- Okay.
Oh, no.The game thinks I roIled.
What do you mean,"The game thinks''?
" ln the jungIe you must wait...
until the diceread five or eight.''
" ln the jungle you must wait--''What's that mean?
Roll the dice!
l think a bed-and-breakfastis just what this town needs.
WeIl, it's pretty hard to pass up,especially full of furniture.
Oh, boy! I keep forgettinghow big this pIace is.
Judy, Peter,come look at this.
I'm gonna puta reception area over here.
And a bar over herein the parlor.
That sounds Iovely. l'm sure you andyour kids are gonna be very happy here.
Oh. Well, actualIy,they're my late brother's.
He and his wife passed awayjust last winter.
Is this something,or what?
lt sure is.
So, what do you think, young man?ls it big enough for you?
Peter hasn't spoken a wordsince it happened.
Oh, my. l'm so sorry.How terribly awful.
It's okay.We bareIy even knew our parents.
They were always away-- skiing inSaint Moritz, gambling in Monte Carlo...
safariing in darkest Africa.
We didn't even knowif they loved us.
But when the sheik's yachtwent down, well...
they managed to write usa really beautiful good-bye note...
that was found fIoating ina champagne bottle amongst the debris.
Excuse me.
They were very devoted parents.It was a car crash in Canada.
- So you'll send me those escrow papers?- First thing tomorrow.
l'll have to get a locksmithout for this one.
Peter, pick up your toys,please.
Peter, take this suitcaseup to the attic.
Then we can all haveice cream and bourbon.
What? What is it?
- l'm going to MoteI 6.- Oh, for heaven's sake.
l don't see any guano.
- He said it looked like that.- That's an African bat.
Some kid said she saw a bunchof those back in the '60s.
But we don't get batslike that in New England.
- But that's what he saw.- Well, whatever it was...
is gone now.
Bats aren't what I'd worry aboutin this house anyways.
What would you worry about?
WelI, personaIly...
l wouldn't wanna Iive in a housewhere someone was murdered.
- Murdered?- Yep.
Little AIan Parrish.l say his father did it.
There's a thousand and one places hecouId have hid the body in this house.
Especially if hechopped it up first.
Hey, up there! You kids don't wannabe Iate for your first day of school.
- Not a bat in sight, ma'am.- Ya hear that?
There is nothingto be afraid of in this house.
l can't beIieve I have to seeyour principaI after the first day.
What am l gonna do?
Let's just try to relax and finish ourdinner and taIk about something else.
WeIl, we found out whyyou got this house so cheap.
Twenty-six years ago, a kid namedAlan Parrish used to live here.
Then one day,he just disappeared...
'cause his parents chopped him up inlittle pieces and hid him in the walls.
Okay, that's it. I am sick and tired ofyour Iies, young lady. You're grounded.
Fine. There's nowhere to goin this stupid town anyway.
And just for your information,that wasn't a lie.
Did you hear anythinga littIe while ago?
Do you miss Mom and Dad?
- No.- Liar.
If you don't cut that out,they're gonna send you to a shrink.
Where do you think they're gonnasend you if you don't start talking?
If I get held up at the permit office,l'lI give you a call.
School bus should be hereany minute.
You guys stilI haveyour house keys?
You guys listening to me?
HelIo?
- Hello?- What?
Maybe l should waitwith you tiIl the bus comes.
Did your parents usedto put you on the bus?
- No. No.- Are you sure?
I could drop you off.
No, don't worry about us.The bus'll be here any minute.
Okay.Please be good today.
- You do hear it.- Hear what?
Where's it coming from?
Wow.
Let's bring it over here.
Weird. They're stuck.
"Jumanji. A game for those who seek tofind a way to leave their worId behind.
You roll the dice to move your token.DoubIes get another turn.
The first playerto reach the end wins.''
lt's gotta be microchipsor something.
You go first.
Okay.
Six.
"A tiny bite can make you itch,make you sneeze, make you twitch.''
Don't!
" This will not bean easy mission...
monkeys slow the expedition.''
What is that?
l bet those monkeys came from the game.The mosquitoes too.
Uh-oh.l didn't see this part.
"Adventurers beware.''
"Adventurers beware. Do not beginunless you intend to finish.
The exciting consequencesof the game will vanish...
onIy when a player has reachedJumanji and calIed out its name.''
- The monkeys are gone.- Good.
- Put it away.- Wait!
The instructions say if wefinish the game, it'll all go away.
We better do it,or Aunt Nora's gonna pitch a fit.
We should just get through it quickly.l mean, there's no skill involved.
No, you rolled doubIes.You get another turn.
Roll !
Five.
" His fangs are sharp.He likes your taste.
Your party better moveposte haste.''
l don't like the sound of that.
Judy, someone's in here.
lt's not real, Peter.lt's a halIucination.
Run, Peter!
I'm back.
Somebody roIla five or an eight?
He did.
Oh, thank you! Thank you!Thank you! Thank you !
Thank you.Sorry if l scared you.
Sorry if I scared you.Thank you.
I'm back! Mom! Dad!
l'm home!
I'm back!
It's me!lt's me, Alan, Mom and Dad!
l'm home! l'm back.
Are you my little sister?
No.l'm Judy and he's Peter.
Where's Mom?ls Dad at the factory?
Are you AIan Parrish?
Yeah.Who are you?
We live here now.
- Where's my mom and dad?- We don't know.
This house has been emptyfor years.
Everyone thought you were dead.
Sorry.
- Gimme that description again.- I said, red fur and long fail.
Get down off of my car, please.
And get up on the sidewalk.
- What year is it?- It was brand new.
No.What year is it?
- Uh, 1995, remember?- '95.
You got some l.D.? Oh, let me guess.You left it in your other Tarzan outfit?
- Twenty-six years.- Are you from around here?
l was!But l've been in Jumanji.
lndonesia.He was in the Peace Corps.
Bentley.
- Carl Bentley, the Soleman.- Is this man reIated to you?
- Yes, sir. He's our uncIe.- Does he always dress like that?
WelI, yeah,he's a vegetarian.
Get out of there!
Monkeys! Monkeys.
ls he all right upstairs?
Uh, he suffered a head injurya few months ago.
Hey! Hey-- What?
Don't you move!Freeze! Hey!
Don't move. Don't move.
- Wait a minute! Where are you going?- To find my parents!
Come on.
Wait!
My dad used tomake shoes here.
They were the best shoesin New England.
Hey!
Sorry.
Easy, girl.
Do you know what happenedto this shoe factory?
Yeah, it folded up,like everything eIse in this town.
Hey, it's pretty cold out there.How 'bout some coffee?
Why wouId they cIoseParrish Shoes?
When his kid ran away, Sam putall he had into trying to find him.
His time, his money.
Everything.
After a while,he stopped comin' to work.
He just quit carin'.
l don't think anybodyIoved his boy more than Sam did.
Here.
You're gonna freeze out there.
Thank you.Are the Parrishes stilI around?
- I see 'em now and then.- Yeah?
They're over on Adams Street.
Our parents are dead too.
They were in the Middle Eastnegotiating peace when--
Our dad was in advertising.
I bet you miss him, huh?Me too.
There he goes again.
Listen, I know you're upset and aIl, butl kinda feel we should finish the game.
We?Why do you need me?
Just in case any otherscary stuff comes out.
Plus, there's a lion in my aunt'sbedroom. What should l do about that?
- Do l Iook like a RingIing Brother?- But she'll be home soon.
Won't she be surprised.Hope she's not aIlergic to cats.
Larry, we need the wheels.Gimme a hand.
Did we hit her that hard?
No, it looks Iike another oneof those weird bites.
It's another one.
Geez, that's over 50.What the hell's goin' on?
Easy now.
- Hey, Iook. lsn't that Mrs. Thomas?- Who's that?
- The realtor.- Quiet. Listen.
You hear that?
- Hear what?- Get in the car.
Okay, think.What came out of the game before me?
- There was a Iion, a bunch of monkeys--- That!
lt's okay. lt's okay.lt's just a bug.
But we're safe in here.See? We're fine.
As long as we stay low, he can't getthrough there too far. Don't worry.
We're fine.
Hey, he can't get us in here.He can't get through the glass.
We're safe.
Either one of you know how to drive?No? WeIl, that's no problem.
Well, my dad used to let me backthe car down the driveway once.
- So what's the big deal?- Buckle up.
Here we go!
Oh, wait a minute.What-- Wait.
AIan, the top!
Piece of cake.
Yeah.
Keep that thing away from me!
When are you gonnahelp us play?
We've gotta hurry.Our aunt's gonna be home soon.
Well, good. You can inform herthat she's the ex-owner of this house.
l hope you realize, with my parentsgone, this home belongs to me.
Oh, thank you.
No more banana leaves.
What do you think those monkeys aregonna do to the ecosystem around here?
Just sit right backand you'll hear a tale
- A tale of a fateful trip- Hello!
[ Skipped item nr. 333 ]
That started out on this tropic portaboard this tiny ship
The mate wasa mighty sailor man
The skipperbrave and sure
Five passengers set sail that dayfor a three-hour four
What happened to you?You shave with a piece of glass?
What happened to you?The Clampetts have a yard sale?
What do you want?I've never shaved before.
Where are you going?
How 'bout Peter and l pIay,and you just sort of watch?
No, thanks.l've seen it.
So if you're not gonna help us,what are you gonna do?
l don't know.Pretty much take up where I left off.
I wonder if Mrs. Nedermeyer'sstill teaching sixth grade.
Come on, Judy.He's not gonna heIp us. He's afraid.
What did you say?
You're afraid.lt's okay to be afraid.
Let's go set it upin the living room.
No, you have no idea what you'regetting yourself into.
Whatever it is, we'll handle itby ourselves. We don't need your help.
l don't think so.
You think monkeys,mosquitoes and lions are bad?
That's just the beginning.
l've seen things you've onlyseen in your nightmares.
Things you can't even imagine.
Things you can't even see.
There are things that'llhunt you in the night.
Then something screams.Then you hear them eat.
And you hope to Godthat you're not dessert.
Afraid?
You don't even knowwhat afraid is.
You wilI not lastfive minutes without me.
So are you gonna help us?
l'll watch.
But l'm not afraid.
Peter, that was very cooI.
That's reverse psychology.Dad used to pull it on me all the time.
- Ready?- Yeah.
Alan, ready?
There is no " ready.''
l'll try it again.
lt's not working.
Oh, no. lt's not your turn.
Yeah. l rolled first...
and then Peter twice 'cause he gotdoubles, and now it's my turn again.
No, look. Two of thosepieces are yours, right?
Whose are the other pieces?
The elephant was mine.
You're playing the gamel started in 1969.
l'm gonna have to play.
It's not my turn.
Whose turn is it?
Sarah WhittIe.
This is whereshe used to live.
This pIace gives me the creeps.
We used to playon this porch.
l knew she stillwouldn't live here.
Probably married Billy Jessup andthey're living in a trailer park.
- Let's go.- Maybe she'Il know where Sarah went.
Of course she'll know where Sarah went.She's a psychic.
Good point.
- l remember the porch being bigger.- Hello?
- Um, can you heIp us?- Do you have an appointment?
No, we're just tryingto find someone.
- Madam Serena can't see you right now.- Maybe you can help us.
What is it?
We're looking for someonewho used to live here.
No, l've lived heremy whole life.
Well, then you must knowSarah WhittIe.
What do you wantwith Sarah Whittle?
No, l don't goby that name anymore.
What do you want?
Twenty-six years ago, you played a gamewith a little boy down the street.
A game with drums.
How do you know that?
I was that little boy,Sarah.
You kiIled her.
Leave a message and the docforwill call you back...
at his earliest convenience.
Dr. Boorstein.Sarah Whittle calling.
lf you could caIl me backas soon as you can...
l think l need to havemy dosage checked.
That event we've been discussingfor a long time now...
the one thatdidn't realIy happen--
l'm havin' an episode here with thelittle boy that didn't really disappear.
l'm sittin' in his living roomdrinkin' lemonade.
lf you could call me, l'd reallybe interested in your interpretation.
Thank you so much. He'Il call me backten minutes before the hour.
- While we're waiting--- Whoa, God!
- Sarah!- No, no, no, no!
- Sarah, please!- l spent over 2,000 hours in therapy...
convincing myself thatthat doesn't exist.
What happened to you was so awfuI,l made up that whole thing.
- Sarah, it was awful. lt really was.- Am I crazy?
lt was reaI. Real.
No, no, no.It wasn't real.
Your father murdered you andchopped you up in little pieces.
Sarah, come on.My dad did that?
My father couldbarely hug me...
let alone cut meinto little pieces.
Twenty-six years ago...
we started playinga little game.
And now we're allgonna sit down...
and we'regonna finish it.
And guess what?Your turn.
No!
Play the game.
- Oh, no, no, no.- AIl right.
Just gimme the dice and you can go home.You don't have to play.
Thank you, AIan.
Oh, my God!How could you do that?
lt's the law of the jungle, Sarah.You'll get used to it.
And I think of all the energy l spentvisuaIizing you as a radiant spirit.
Go on, read it.
" They grow much faster than bamboo.Take care or they'lI come after you.''
- Oh, great.- Oh, God. Tell me this isn't happening.
Oh, it is.
Stay away from the walIs.Don't touch anything.
No quick movements.
- Wow, they're beautiful.- Oh, yeah, they're beautiful.
Don't touch the purple ones.They shoot poisonous barbs.
And definitelystay away from the pods.
The big yeIlow ones.
What big yelIow ones?
Peter!
l got ya!Get his arms!
Get it off me!
Oh, my God!
- Hang on, boy.- Grab him!
- I'll be right back.- Oh, my God!
Sorry, Angus.
Whoa. Harvest time!
Are you okay?
Oh, my God!
My car.Oh, my car.
Has anybody seen Carl?
- I can't believe this. Start. Please.- Carl, come in please.
- Carl here.- Where have you been?
We've got a seriousanimal control situation.
You gotta get Stan and Willy on it.l'm headin' to the old Parrish pIace...
to check a suspicious character.
I should've been a fireman.
Get your hands off me!
- The game is not over yet, Sarah.- lt is for me.
You are not in the jungle anymore. Stopthis! You don't treat people like this.
Anybody up for iced tea?l'm gonna make some tea.
Alan, please. Last time I playedthis game, it ruined my life.
lt ruined your life?
" In the jungle you must wait,till the dice read five or eight.''
l was a littIe girl, Alan.
You disappeared.
And a bunch of bats surrounded meand chased me down the street.
l was afraid.
l'm sorry, Alan.
No one believed me.l was alI alone.
So was I.
For 26 years, Sarah.
Me too.
lt's okay, Sarah.We're scared too.
But if we finish the game,it'lI alI go away.
- What if l get stuck in the game?- You won't.
Because l won't stop playing.
- And neither wilI l.- l won't either.
- Come on, Sarah.- Please?
l knew this wasgonna be a bad day.
Hey, come on.We'Il be fine.
We just have tokeep our heads.
Roll with the punches.
"A hunter fromthe darkest wild...
makes you feeIjust Iike a child.''
- What is it?- Van PeIt.
You miserable coward!Come back and face me like a man.
Not good enough, Sonny Jim.
Coming, ready or not.
Hey, you !
Drop your gun and getyour hands in the air!
Man, l don't believe this.
Even if AIan gets out of this,the same kind of thing's...
gonna happen over and over again.
When you carry around so much anger,it attracts a lot of negative energy.
And things happen, like ending upin the jungle. That was no accident.
- There are no accidents.- Whose turn is it?
- lt's my turn.- Really? Great.
You might have toId us there was a manin there with a rifle that hunts people.
I didn't know, okay?lt's just the roll of the dice.
ls he the reasonyou didn't wanna play?
You didn't wanna play either...
Mr. We-Started-Something-26-Years-Ago-And-Now-We-Gotta-Finish-It?
- What's the deal with you and this guy?- He's a hunter.
He kills things. Right now,he wants to hunt me and kill me.
- Why you?- Why me? l don't know.
Everything about me he finds offensive.You think it'd be a waste of his time.
- Maybe he needs something for his wall.- lt's your turn.
You ever thought about sitting downand talking about your differences?
What, are you crazy?The man has a gun.
Don't ever call me crazy, AIan.
Ever. 'Cause everyone in this townhas caIled me crazy...
ever since l told the copsyou were sucked into a board game.
- Maybe I should roll.- You know what it's Iike to be known...
as the little girlwho saw AIan Parrish murdered?
You think anybody showed upat my 14th birthday party?
- Hello. I'm roIling now.- BiIly who?
- l'm gonna rolI.- Are you an owl?
- Dig into your higher consciousness...- Here, just rolI.
and find the memoryof your old boyfriend.
- The kid who stole your bicycIe?- No, the kid who took you to movies.
" Don't be fooled.lt isn't thunder.
Staying putwould be a blunder.''
- No, you're immature.- You are.
l know you are,but what am I?
Do you feel that?
Listen.
Run !It's a stampede!
The game!
Don't look back!
Not the game!
Why didn't yougrab the game, Peter?
lgnore him, honey.He's a Libra.
- Where are you going?- He'lI head for water!
Judy, if's Aunt Nora.Where have you been?
l'm sorry, dear.You have the wrong number.
Wait for me!
- What can l do for you?- I want a gross of these.
You know, they stoppedmaking these in 1903.
Damn. I shall needa replacement weapon.
There's a waiting period...
and you'll have to...
fill out these.
Or I could fiIl these out.
Now, anyone asks,you didn't get this here.
You're not a postal worker,are you?
Quiet.
Okay.
No!
- Peter, that was great.- Are you okay?
l can't beIieve you did that.That was so cool.
- You gave me chills.- lt was great.
lt's nice work.Come on, gimme the game. Let's go.
Act natural.
- Hey!- Hide the game.
l don't believe this. Every timethere's trouble, I run into you.
Me? l don't knowwhat you're talking about.
- I'm taking you in for questioning.- l'm not going anywhere.
Just a second.You can't take him. He's--
- Her fiance.- l thought he was your uncle.
lt's all right.l'll be back soon.
Blast.
Remember you said you'd neverabandon your friends?
- We'll finish the game Iater.- Later?
l suggest you allgo home now.
Okay.
Now how are we supposedto finish the game?
We can't. We can't finish itwithout him.
What?
What happened?
l thought l couId end the game.l was only ten spaces away.
"A law of Jumanjihaving been broken...
you will slip backeven more than your token.''
You tried to cheat?
No. l tried to drop the diceso they'd land on 12.
Oh, okay, honey.WelI, that would be cheating.
Peter, your hands!Look at your hands!
Ray, come in, this is Willie.
They cleaned out Larry's Hardware,and they're headed for Parrish Common.
I can't stop 'em, Lorraine. You gottagef the Nafional Guard down here now!
What is this about?l know you know.
Yes, l do, but you wouldn't believe meeven if l told you, CarI.
Wait a minute.How do you know my name is CarI?
l know a lot more than that.
I know you used to work on thestamping line at Parrish Shoes.
They used to calI youSoleman.
Soleman.Yeah, that's right.
l was in there too, untilold man Parrish fired me.
- He fired you?- Yeah, man.
And I had something I could've turnedthis whole town around.
- Your shoes.- Right.
Listen, Carl...
l know it doesn't mean muchafter 26 years...
but l'm sorry, l'm sorry.
- Sorry for what?- It's me, Alan.
Thank you.Come on.
- What's going on?- Apparently there's a saIe happening.
You just saw three monkeysgo by on a motorcycle, didn't you?
- Yes.- Good girl. Come on.
Maybe we can bail him outwith a check.
Thanks.
You teIl that sniveling cowardfrom me, if he wants--
Give me that, boy!
Hey! Help me!
Get me outta here!
- lt's all right.- Oh, my God, Peter. Come on.
There it is!
Wait here.
Got ya, girIie.
When AIan hearsof your predicament, he'll come.
He doesn't know I'm here,so this isn't gonna work. I'm going.
Don't move or I'Il blowyour blinking brains out!
CaIl the cops!
- That should do it, don't ya think?- Oh, yeah.
Price check.
lf you let me go,l can stop all this.
lt sounds like something out of theTwilight Zone, but it's true.
Please.You gotta help me on this.
l know l'm gonna regret it.
Just hoId stilI.
There. l let you go.Now what are we gonna do?
- You are gonna stay here.- Those are my keys!
It's for your own good.You just stay there.
- My handcuff keys. Wait.- This is something l have to do.
- Alan !- You'lI thank me someday.
Hostage situation at Sir Sav-a-lotinvolving a woman and two children.
Sounds like the armed perpetrator inthe pith helmet and khakis you reported.
- Carl? Come in, Carl.- Lorraine, come in. Lorraine!
- What's Sir Sav-a-Iot?- lt's a discount store.
- Move over.- Wait. Gently.
All right.
Don't worry.I've done this before once.
- Where's Sir Sav-a-lot?- Monroe and Elm.
- The Episcopal church.- No, it's not a church anymore.
Now it's a Speedy Burger, or it was.l don't know what's left of it.
People in this townare goin' loopy.
We got company.
lt's all right.That's a traffic cop. He'll back us up.
- Here's the game.- Come on. Get outta here.
- Turn the siren off. Right there!- l got it.
Okay!
Stop your cringing.I could have shot you at any moment.
Then why didn't you?
You didn't roll the dice.Alan did.
There it is.Hit the brakes.
- Hit the brakes!- l'm hittin' 'em.
- Hit the brakes!- l'm hittin' the brakes!
He shouId be here any moment.
You're aIl right?
- Where's Peter?- I'm here.
Oh, great.
So remember...
circumstances are never everout of your control.
End of tape three.
...update on the events unfoldingin Brantford, New Hampshire...
where at least 98 people have beenhospitalized with symptoms...
ranging from fevers and rashes...
to violent seizures.
Local resources have beenstrained to the breaking point.
Sfafe health officials are askinganyone experiencing symptoms...
to dial 9-1-1.
l got it.
Alan, talk to him. Please?
What? We don't have timefor this, okay?
l know, but he's a kidand he was trying to help.
- AIl right.- Thank you.
l warned you about this,Peter.
No, you wantedto play the game.
What, are you crying? You don't cry,aIl right? You keep your chin up.
Keep your chin up.
Crying never helped anybodydo anything, okay?
You have a probIem,you face it Iike a man.
I'm sorry.
Twenty-six years buried in the jungIeand l still became my father.
It's okay.Come here. l'm sorry.
Hey.lt's all right.
Remember what you told me?It's all right to be afraid.
lt's not that.
What is it?
Okay. Ready?
Don't worry. We're gonna have you turnedback into your old self in no time flat.
'Cause we're gonna go in here,and together...
we're gonna sit down,we're gonna finish that game...
no matter what.
Suddenly, l feel right at home.
Lorraine, this is Carl.
l know who's behind this. l'm headin'to the Parrish place. Gimme backup.
Wait!
- Now what?- Stop!
Wait, stop!
Is there a problem, ma'am?
- Can l have a ride home?- Where do you Iive?
Jefferson Street.The oId Parrish place.
Do you have children?A boy and a girI?
- Oh, my God! What happened?- Get in. I'Il explain it on the way.
Fine! Take it!
We gotta get to that house.
- Shouldn't we play someplace else?- No.
l grew up in this.lt's out there that scares me.
Okay, it's my turn.
If you rolI a 12, you win.
Okay, ready? Here l go.
It's okay.
" Every month at the quarter moon...
there'll be a monsoon...
in your lagoon.''
Monsoon.Well, at least we're inside.
Yeah, right.
WeIl, a little rainnever hurt anybody.
Yeah, but a lot could kilI you.
- What do we do now?- We get to higher ground!
- Okay.- Come on! Stay together!
You all right?
Alan. What is that?
Swim! Go! Go!
Swim fast! Move!
Keep goin'!
Get on the tabIe!Peter, get out of the water!
On the chandelier!
Come on, Sarah.
Hang on, Sarah !
Are you okay?
Where is he?
Ma'am, step back and let me handle this,please. lt's probably nothing.
They probably left the TVon too loud.
I always wanted to do this.Could you step back, please?
Give me your hand.
- Grab my hand!- l got it! No!
Take the game.Here you go.
- You okay?- Yeah.
Alan, you wrestledan alligator for me.
lt was a crocodile.
Alligators don't havethat Iittle fringe on their hind leg.
Come on.
My mistake.
Come on.
Okay, it's my turn.
l've got it. Colonel Mustardin the library with a wrench.
CIue.
" Beware the groundon which you stand...
the floor is quickerthan the sand.''
- HeIp me.- Okay. Stay calm.
Don't struggle.
- Stay calm.- I'm calm.
- Grab on!- Pull.
Okay, l got it.
PuIl !
Stay calm!
Come on.
Oh, good!
l got you.
Stop giving me thingsthat come apart!
- " There is a lesson--''- All right.
" There is a Iessonyou wilI Iearn:
l got you.
sometimes you mustgo back a turn.''
- Did l hurt you?- Oh, no.
Oh, dear.
Oh, thank you, Judy.Thank you.
That was quick thinking.
Sarah and l would liketo get out of the floor...
so it's your turn, Peter.
Okay.
l thought l lost you again.
Thanks for stickin' aroundthis time.
" Need a handwhile you just wait...
we'lI help you out,we each have eight.''
- What's that? What is it?- Nothing.
You don't go " Waah!''for nothing.
- Oh, my.- Peter!
My dad kept an axin the woodshed. Get it.
- Okay.- Hurry! Go, go, go!
Aunt Nora, it's me, Peter.
Oh, God!
Sorry, l can't talk right now.l'll explain later.
- What?- lt's your turn.
- You can finish if you rolI a 7.- I can't roll!
Put the dice in your mouth--
Bring the game!Hurry!
- Judy, are you okay?- l'm fine. Help them.
Come on, Judy.
Gimme the dice!
" You're almost therewith much at stake...
but now the groundbegins to quake.''
- Oh, my God!- What?
I wish Mom and Dad were here.
So do l.
Our only chance is ifwe finish the game!
It's your turn !
Oh, my God.
- Get the game! The game!- No, l won't let you go!
Don't move!
Stand up.
What's in your hand?
Drop it.
End of the line, Sonny Jim.
Game's up.Stop running.
No.
- Aren't you afraid?- l'm terrified.
But my father told me...
you should aIways facewhat you're afraid of.
Good lad.You're finally acting like a man.
Any last words?
Jumanji.
No, Alan !
Forgot my speech notes.
l'm so glad you're back.
l've only been gonefive minutes.
lt seems likea lot longer to me.
l thought you told me you were nevergonna talk to me again.
Whatever l said, Dad...
l'm sorry.
Look, AIan, I was angry.
l'm sorry too. l'm sorry.
You don't have to go to Cliffsideif you don't want to.
Let's talk it over tomorrow,man-to-man.
How about father-to-son?
All right.
Hey, l gotta get going.l'm the guest of honor.
Dad?
Back in 196--I mean, today in the factory...
it wasn'tCarl Bentley's fault.
l put the shoeon the conveyor belt.
l'm glad you told me, son.
Thanks.
Bye, Dad.
Good-bye.
Holy smokes!Judy and Peter!
They're not there.
It's 1969.
They don't even exist yet.
l'm starting to forgetwhat it's like to be a grown-up.
That's okay. As long aswe don't forget each other.
Or Judy and Peter.
Alan, there's somethingl've been wanting to do...
and l better do itbefore l feel too much like a kid.
They probably don't teachdriver training in the sixth grade, huh?
God and sinners reconciled
Joyful all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
Merry Christmas.Want to try one of these?
Christ is born in Bethlehem
Hark, he herald angels sing
No, Dad. lt's a new cross-trainer.lt's doing fabulous.
- lt's not a bra. lt's a shoe.- Honey, they're here.
Dad, l gotta run. Merry Christmas.We'lI pick you up at the airport.
You'll be the bestChristmas gift of aIl. Bye-bye.
- They're here.- Come on.
Let's go.
Pardon me.
- Jim, glad you couId make it.- Thanks.
- This is my wife, Martha.- Hi, Martha. This is Sarah.
- Hi, Sarah.- Where are the kids?
Oh, my God, there they are.
How'd you know?
A guess. A guess, of course.They're your kids.
You're right.These are our children.
Judy and Peter. Kids, say hito Mr. and Mrs. Parrish.
- Nice to meet you.- Nice to meet you.
You're just likewe remembered you.
l feel like we knowso much about them...
because, you know--
- You've toId Alan so much about them.- And l told her.
- Yeah.- l'll go get the presents.
Sure, honey.
Well, we love children.
- Merry Christmas.- Cool !
- When can you start?- Martha and l were thinking...
of taking a little skiing holidayup in the Canadian Rockies.
No!
Sorry.
We-- We just--
Need you to get that marketingdone on the new line pronto.
No problem.l could probably start next week.
That'd be great.
Let me introduce you to the rest ofthe folks you'll be working with.
Come on in.Our house was your house.
Is, anytime you Iike.
We wish you a merry ChristmasWe wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmasand a happy New Year