Writer Paul Sheldon has the misfortune to crash his car and break his legs. He has an even bigger misfortune to be rescued by his psycho number one fan - a homocidal, angel of death nurse called Annie Wilkes. He tries to escape from her clutches and in a pant wettingly scary scene, she puts a block of wood between his ankles and smashes them to smithereens - "Trust me, it's for the best." Cue all the film's viewers wincing in horror and checking their own ankles are okay.