Jumanji

Don't worry, it's 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 mercy on his soul.

- Hi, Alan. - Hi, Miss Magruder.

- Afternoon, Alan. - Hey, Frank.

- All yours, Alan. - Thanks, Bill.

Get him!

Prepare to die, Parrish!

Parrish, what's the rush?

He's going to the factory!

He's going to daddy now.

Go on, Parrish! Run to Daddy.

We'll be waiting.

Hi, Carl.

Hey, Alan, my man. I gotta show you something. Come here.

I've been working on this for almost a year.

I got an appointment with your father...

...to show him this. Go ahead, take it.

What do you think? Think he'll like it?

What is it?

What is it? This is the future. If Wilt Chamberlain will wear them...

...there'll be a pair of those in every closet in America.

That will be the height of fashion.

What's wrong?

- Nothing. - Alan!

Thanks, Bob.

What are you doing? This factory isn't a playground. It's dangerous.

Dad, can I have a ride home?

Oh, Alan.

Is Billy Jessup picking on you again?

Son, you're gonna have to face him sooner or later.

If you're afraid of something, you've got to stand and face it.

Now, run on, son.

You know better than to let the boy play here.

Sorry, sir.

- What was it you wanted to show me? - Just a minute, sir.

What the devil...?

Who did this?

Well?

I did, sir.

Being a Parrish doesn't mean you can hang around with my girlfriend.

We're just friends.

Not anymore.

Get him!

I’ve got his bike!

Jerks!

Neat.

Alan?

Are you home?

Alan, not again. Come on.

Hard work, determination, cheerful outlook...

...attributes that have exemplified the Brantford spirit...

...since our forefathers first settled this town.

Despite the harshness of our native clime and the granite of our soil...

...we have...

- Prospered. - I knew it all this morning.

You'll know it all tonight.

- Right. Let's go. - Sam, we have to talk to Alan.

Well, we're on our way.

Okay.

I told your father what you told me, that it wasn't just Billy Jessup.

- If I'd known that, I wouldn't have... - It's okay, Dad.

But I'm proud of you. You faced them, even though you were outnumbered.

Since you took it like a man, your mother and I have decided...

...that you're ready to go to The Cliffside School for Boys.

Congratulations, sweetheart.

You don't want me living here anymore?

Alan.

It's always been the plan that you go to Cliffside.

I mean, Parrishes have been going to Cliffside ever since the 1700s.

Even your Uncle Skylar went there.

Look at this. Parrish Hall?

It's the main dormitory.

This is great. Kids are on my case here because I'm a Parrish.

Just wait till I'm living in a building named after me.

It was named after my father.

Good. Why don't you live in it?

I did. I wouldn't be who I am if it weren't for my years there.

Maybe I don't want to be who you are.

Maybe I don't even want to be a Parrish.

You won't be. Not till you start acting like one.

- Sam... - Get your coat.

I guess I'm not ready for Cliffside, then.

We're taking you there next Sunday. I don't want to hear another word!

You won't! I'm never talking to you again!

- Sam... - Don't.

- Sam. - What?

Nothing.

What are you doing here?

I brought your bike.

You didn't have to. I was going to Billy's to get it myself.

I told Billy to stop picking on you.

You wasted your breath. We'll talk about it some other time.

What was that?

- You heard it too? - Of course I heard it.

Come on, I found this really weird game in the factory.

A game?

"Jumanji.

A game for those who seek to find a way to leave their world behind.

You roll the dice to move your token. Doubles gets another turn.

The first to reach the end wins." You want to play?

I quit playing board games five years ago.

Sarah!

It's gotta be magnetized or something.

Alan, look.

"At night they fly, you better run.

These winged things are not much fun."

What was that?

I don't know.

- Put it away, Alan. - Okay.

Oh, no.

The game thinks I rolled.

What do you mean, "the game thinks"?

"In the jungle you must wait...

...until the dice read five or eight."

In the jungle you must wait? What does that mean?

Sarah!

Roll the dice!

Sarah!

A bed-and-breakfast is just what this town needs.

It was pretty hard to pass up. Especially full of furniture.

Oh, boy.

I keep forgetting how big this place is.

Judy, Peter, come look at this.

I'm gonna put a reception area right over here.

And a bar over here in the parlor.

That sounds lovely.

I'm sure you and your kids will be very happy here.

Well...

Actually, they're my late brother's.

He and his wife passed away just last winter.

Is this something, or what?

It sure is.

What do you think? Is it big enough for you?

Peter hasn't spoken a word since it happened.

Oh, my. I'm so sorry. How terribly awful.

It's okay.

We barely even knew our parents. They were always away.

Skiing in St. Moritz, gambling in Monte Carlo...

...safariing in darkest Africa.

We didn't even know if they loved us.

But when the sheik's yacht went down...

...they managed to write a beautiful goodbye note...

...that was found floating in a champagne bottle amongst the debris.

Excuse me.

They were very devoted parents. It was a car crash in Canada.

- You'll send me the escrow papers? - First thing tomorrow.

I'll have to get a locksmith for this one.

Peter, pick up your toys, please.

Peter, take this suitcase up to the attic.

Then we can all have ice cream. And bourbon.

What? What is it?

I'm going to Motel 6.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

I don't see any guano.

He said it looked like that.

That's an African bat. Some kid said she saw some back in the '60s...

...but we don't get bats like that in New England.

That's what he saw.

Well, whatever it was, it's gone now.

Bats aren't what I'd worry about in this house, anyways.

What would you worry about?

Well, personally...

...I wouldn't want to live where someone was murdered.

- Murdered? - Yep.

Little Alan Parrish. I say his father did it.

There's 1001 places he could've hid the body in this house.

Especially if he chopped it up first.

Hey up there!

You don't want to be late for your first day of school.

- Not a bat in sight, ma'am. - Hear that?

There's nothing to be afraid of in this house.

I can't believe I have to see your principal after your first day.

What am I gonna do?

Let's try to relax and finish dinner. Talk about something else.

We know why you got the house cheap.

Twenty-six years ago, a kid named Alan Parrish lived here.

One day he just disappeared.

His parents chopped him up and hid him in the walls.

That's it. I'm sick and tired of your lies. You're grounded.

Fine, there's nowhere to go in this stupid town anyway.

Just for your information, that wasn't a lie.

Did you hear anything?

Do you miss Mom and Dad?

No.

Liar.

Cut that out, or they'll send you to a shrink.

Where are they gonna send you if you don't start talking?

If I get held up at the permit office, I'll call.

The school bus will be here any minute.

You guys still have your keys?

You guys listening to me?

Hello?

What?

Maybe I should wait till the bus comes.

Did your parents used to put you on the bus?