Jonathan Hyde credited as playing...
Van Pelt • Sam Parrish
- Hunter Van Pelt: [leveling his gun at Alan] End of the line, Sonny Jim. Game's up. Start running.
- Alan Parrish: [as Sarah runs into the room] No...
- Hunter Van Pelt: Aren't you afraid?
- Alan Parrish: I'm terrified. But my father says you should always face what you're afraid of.
- Hunter Van Pelt: [chuckles] Good lad. You're finally acting like a man.
- [aims his gun at Alan]
- Hunter Van Pelt: Any last words?
- Alan Parrish: [Alan looks down and notices his game piece moving to the end of the board, after which the word "Jumanji" appears, reads it quietly] Jumanji.
- Hunter Van Pelt: Eh?
- Alan Parrish: [slightly louder] Jumanji.
- [Van Pelt cocks his gun]
- Sarah Whittle: [runs to shield Alan] NO, ALAN! NO!
- [Alan and Sarah have finished the game; Sam re-enters the house]
- Samuel Alan Parrish: Forgot my speech notes.
- Alan Parrish, 1969: [runs up to Sam and hugs him] I'm so glad you're back.
- Samuel Alan Parrish: I've only been gone five minutes.
- Alan Parrish, 1969: [crying] It seems like a lot longer for me.
- Samuel Alan Parrish: Hey, I-I thought you told me you were never going to talk to me again.
- Alan Parrish, 1969: Whatever I said, Dad, I'm sorry.
- [they hug again]
- Samuel Alan Parrish: Oh, Alan, I was angry, OK? I'm sorry too, son.
- [pulls Alan apart and looks down on him]
- Samuel Alan Parrish: Look, you don't have to go to Cliffside if you don't want to.
- [notices Sarah, who stands up; whispering to Alan]
- Samuel Alan Parrish: Let's talk it over tomorrow. Man to man.
- Alan Parrish, 1969: [whispering] How about father to son?
- Samuel Alan Parrish: Great.
- [notices his speech notes]
- Samuel Alan Parrish: Hey, I gotta get going. I'm the guest of honour.
- [walks towards the door; Alan turns to face him]
- Alan Parrish, 1969: Dad?
- [Sam opens the door and turns to face him]
- Alan Parrish, 1969: Back in 196-- I mean, today in the factory, it wasn't Carl Bentley's fault. *I* put the shoe on the conveyor belt.
- Samuel Alan Parrish: [sighs and nods] I'm glad you told me, son. Thanks.
- Alan Parrish, 1969: Bye, Dad.
- Samuel Alan Parrish: Goodbye.
- [closes the door behind him as he leaves; Alan walks towards Sarah; his eyes widen in sudden realisation]
- Alan Parrish, 1969: Holy smokes! Judy and Peter!
- [turns to run]
- Young Sarah: Alan!
- [Alan stops]
- Young Sarah: They're not there.
- [shakes her head]
- Young Sarah: It's 1969. They don't even exist yet.
- [hands Alan the crocodile and monkey pieces; Alan looks down at them sadly]
- Hunter Van Pelt: [to Alan] You miserable coward! Come back and face me like a man!
- [Alan hurls a sword at Van Pelt, which halts him... briefly]
- Hunter Van Pelt: Not good enough, Sonny Jim! I'm coming, ready or not...
- Gun salesman: [Van Pelt enters his store] What can I do for you?
- Hunter Van Pelt: I want a gross of these.
- [hands an empty elephant gun shell to the gun store salesman]
- Gun salesman: You know, they stopped making these in 1903.
- Hunter Van Pelt: Damn. I shall need a replacement weapon.
- [sets his old rifle on the counter]
- Hunter Van Pelt: Well, there's a waiting period, and you'll have to...
- [sets down a bunch of papers for Van Pelt to sign]
- Hunter Van Pelt: ... fill out these.
- [Van Pelt sets some coins on the table]
- Hunter Van Pelt: Or I could fill these out.
- [gets Van Pelt his new rifle]
- Hunter Van Pelt: Now, anyone asks, you didn't get this here.
- [Van Pelt looks through the scope of his rifle with his finger on the trigger]
- Hunter Van Pelt: You're not a postal worker, are you?
- [Van Pelt looks at the salesman as if to say, "Excuse me?"]
- Alan Parrish, 1969: [angry] I guess I'm not ready for Cliffside then!
- Samuel Alan Parrish: [at the door, shouts] We're taking you there next Sunday! And I don't want to hear another word about it!
- Alan Parrish, 1969: You won't! I'm never talking to you again!
- [Sam slams the door behind him as Alan tears up the brochure in anger]