Text / [United States] Frank Darabont
Translation / Stone Language
1. Interior, cabin, night, 1946
A dark and empty room.
The door was knocked open. A man and a woman come in. They were obviously drunk and looked horny. As soon as the door closed, they couldn't wait to start tearing each other's clothes, kissing and stroking each other.
The man groped, trying to turn on the light, but knocked it over. But he didn't care about that anymore. He tore off her coat and put his hands on her breasts. She moaned, meeting his movements. He pushed her against the wall and ripped off her skirt. We could hear the fabric tearing.
He pushed her against the wall and couldn't wait to start having sex with her. She cried out, slamming her head against the wall, ignoring it, clutching his back with both hands, her body quivering against him and shaking from time to time. Her legs were wrapped around him, and he was brought to the bedside, and the two of them fell on the bed.
The camera pulls back and exits from the window...
2. Exterior scene, log cabin, night, 1946
This is a log cabin in the woods, and the voices of the man and woman inside broke the silence of the night.
The camera pulls back along the forest path, and their voices are less clearly audible, mingling with the crickets and owls at night.
We began to hear faint music in the woods, which was weak but not very harmonious. The camera continues to pull back.
A small car appears in the footage. A 1946 Tailwind parked in a clearing.
3. INTERFACE, DROP, NIGHT
Andy Dufrena, twenty-five or six years old, wearing a pair of rimmed glasses and a three-piece suit. Under normal circumstances, this should be a respectable and reliable citizen, even looking a little too tame; it's hard to imagine him being a danger to people. But the reality is far from normal. He had messy hair, unshaved beard, and was very drunk. With a cigarette in his mouth, he stared coldly at the cabin in front of the road.
He could hear them making love inside. He raised a bottle of bourbon and put it down again. A soft song played on the radio, sadly, romantically, as if mocking him:
"You're out of a dream,
you're so beautiful..."
He opened the storage box and pulled out a cloth-wrapped item from it. , put it on your lap, open it carefully...
inside is a .38 caliber revolver. Black, shiny and shiny, with a murderous aura.
He grabbed a box of bullets and they scattered them all over the place. He awkwardly picked up a few from his leg and pushed them firmly and methodically into the barrel. 6 in total. His eyes were fixed on the cabin again.
He turned off the radio. Only the moans of the man and woman in the distance remained in the woods. He took another sip of wine, as if emboldening himself, then pushed open the door and got out of the car.
4. EXTERIOR, Plymouth, NIGHT, 1946 The
crunching of crocheted leather shoes on gravel. Some bullets were scattered on the ground. The bourbon bottle fell to the ground.
He walked towards the wooden house, his steps staggering. The closer you got, the more clearly you could hear the sound of sex in the cabin. The lovers reached an orgasm that sounded almost frantic. Gradually, the passion turned to rhythmic gasps.
WOMAN (Voiceover): Oh my gosh...oh...
Andy stopped hobbling to hear what was going on inside. The woman screamed for orgasm. The cry pierced into his heart like an ice pick. He closed his eyes tightly, hoping the sound would stop.
The sound finally stopped. Like the siren fading away. All that was left was short, post-climax gasps. We could hear tired laughter and contented moans.
WOMAN (Voiceover): Oh my goodness...it's so- well...you're the best...the best I've ever been...
Andy the sad little man standing on the path in the woods, Let the tears flow down his face. The loaded gun was held loosely in his hand and hung beside him.
5. INTERIOR, COURT, DAY, 1946
The jury looked like a row of models displayed in the window, pale and dazed.
District Attorney (Voiceover): Mr. Dufrena, please describe what happened to your wife the night she was murdered.
Andy Dufrena stood on the witness stand with his hands folded. He was dressed in a suit and tie, and his hair was carefully combed. He begins to speak, in a soft and deliberate tone:
ANDY: Very painful experience. She said she was glad I knew everything, she said she was tired of being sneaky like this. She said she wanted to divorce me in Reno.
District Attorney: What was your reaction?
Andy: I said I wouldn't agree.
District Attorney (pointing to the record in his hand): "You're going to hell until you get to Reno." According to the testimony of your neighbors, that's what you said at the time, Mr. Dufreiner.
Andy: Maybe. I really can't remember exactly. I was very sad at the time.
District Attorney: What happened after you and your wife had a fight?
Andy: She packed her bags and went to join Mr. Quentin.
District Attorney: Glenn Quentin. Country Club Golf Instructor. You recently discovered her lover. (Andy nods) Are you following her?
Andy: I found a few bars first. Next, I decided to drive to Mr. Quentin's house to find them. They weren't there...so, I parked...wanted to wait and see.
District Attorney: What was the intention?
Andy: I'm not too sure. I was in a mess because I was drunk. I think probably to scare them.
District Attorney: Do you have a gun on you?
Andy: Yes. I have got.
District Attorney: When they came back, you broke into the house and killed them?
Andy: No. I woke up and realized she wasn't worth what I did. I decided to break up with her as soon as possible.
District Attorney: It did break up as soon as possible. Use a point 38, wrapped in a towel to dampen the gunshots. Does it mean this? Then, you killed her lover again!
Andy: I don't. I got back into the car, drove home, and slept. On the way, I stopped and threw the gun into the Royal River. I think I've made that clear before.
District Attorney: Yes, you said that. What I can't figure out, though, is that the cleaning lady found your wife and her lover in bed the next morning with holes all over their bodies from .38 caliber bullets. Aren't you surprised by such an amazing coincidence, Mr. Dufrena, or am I the only one who feels this way?
ANDY (quietly): Yes, I'm surprised.
District Attorney: I'm sorry, Mr. Dufreiner, but I don't think the jury heard what you said.
Andy: Yes, I'm surprised.
District Attorney: Surprised by what?
Andy: Surprised by such an amazing coincidence.
District Attorney: Oh yes, sir, we feel the same...
District Attorney: According to you, you threw the gun into the Royal River before the crime. This sounds like a no-brainer.
Andy: It's a fact.
District Attorney: Do you remember Officer Mincheer's testimony? He led people to salvage the river for 3 days, but couldn't find your gun. That way, there's no way to compare your gun with the bullets taken from those two bloodied corpses. That's easier, isn't it, Mr. Dufrena?
ANDY (smiles reluctantly): Sir, since I am innocent in this case, it is undoubtedly very bad for me that the gun cannot be found.
6. INTERNATIONAL COURT, DAY - 1946
The District Attorney begins his closing arguments, and the jury is focused on him:
District Attorney: Ladies and gentlemen, you have read all the evidence, get Clear the truth. The accused, Mr. Dufrena, was present at the crime scene. We collected his footprints, car tire prints, bullets with his fingerprints scattered on the ground. His fingerprints were also on the broken wine bottle. On top of that, we also know that a beautiful young woman and her lover died in each other's arms. They are indeed guilty, but are they really worthy of death?
He pointed to Andy, who was sitting quietly with the defense attorney.
District Attorney: I guess Mr. Dufreiner's answer to this question is yes. And I guess he already delivered that sentence this year, on the night of September 21, 1946, 4 bullets went to his wife and 4 to Glenn Quentin. But if you think about it again, think about it...
He took that revolver and twirled the chamber quickly in front of the jurors, like a carnival greeter spinning a wheel of fortune.
District Attorney: A revolver can only hold 6 bullets, not 8. I remind everyone that this is not a crime committed on impulse! That is equally unforgivable, but at least understandable. No, it was revenge out of cruel and cold-blooded nature. think about it! Each victim was shot 4 times! Not 6 shots, but 8 shots! That is, he ran out of bullets...and then reloaded so he could keep shooting at them! One shot per person... right in the head. (Several jurors shudder) I'm done. You are all children of an upright and godly God. You know what to do.
7. INTERIOR, JURY ROOM, DAY, 1946
The camera follows a long table, shooting each juror in turn. Sitting on the cob and smacking their oily lips, these upright and devout people are engrossed in a court-served fried chicken dinner.
VOICE (Voiceover): Guilty... Guilty... Guilty... Guilty...
We see the head of the jury standing at the table, counting the votes.
8. INTERNATIONAL COURT, DAY, 1946
Andy stands up. The judge looked at him, and behind the judge was a relief of the blindfolded Lady Justice on the wall.
Judge: I am struck by your ruthlessness and ruthlessness, Mr. Dufreiner. Looking at you makes me feel cold all over. Now, with the authority vested in me by the State of Maine, I announce that you have been sentenced to two consecutive life sentences. The trial ends here.
He struck the gavel in his hand.
9. A gate with iron bars
was opened with a loud noise. Inside the door was an empty room.
Lens advances. Seven expressionless people sat side by side along the long table. In front of them was an empty chair. This is the Shawshank Prison hearing room.
10. SHAwshank Prison Hearing Room - Day 1947
Reid walks in, takes off his hat, and stands by his chair.
Person 1: Please take a seat.
Red sat down, straightening his back. The chair made him feel very uncomfortable.
Person 2: We understand from your file that you have been sentenced to life in prison and have now served 20 years.
Person 3: Do you think you've reformed yourself?
Reid: Yes, of course, sir. I have learned my lesson. To be honest, I have changed my mind and will no longer cause harm to society. I'm telling the truth, nothing false.
The few people looked at him, and one of them refrained from yawning.
Feature -
A large rubber stamp on the parole form: "Rejected" appears in red on the form.
11. EXTERNAL, Playground, Shawshank Prison, Evening, 1947.
High stone walls topped with electrical wires and watch towers at intervals. There are more than 100 prisoners on the playground. Some are playing catch, some are playing two-dice toss, and some are chatting or making deals. Now is the time to let loose.
Reid appeared in the evening sky, wearing a hat on his head, hunched over the moving crowd without ostentation, and greeted the prisoners. Here, he is an important person.
RED (Voiceover): I think there are inmates like me in every American prison. I can help you get what you want. Cigarettes; you can also get a small bag of marijuana cigarettes if you have a special taste; I can get you a bottle of brandy to celebrate your kid's high school graduation. Almost anything, as long as it makes sense.
He threw a pack of cigarettes at a man, and his technique was as quick as a conjuration.
RED (Voiceover): That's right, I'm the Sears and Roebuck here.
Two short sirens sounded from the main watchtower. All turned their attention to the gate. The door outside opened, and a gray prison bus came in.
RED (Voiceover): So, when Andy DeFrener approached me in 1949 and asked me to get him a Rita Hayworth poster, I said no problem. But the truth is far from what I imagined.
Prisoner: New here! New arrivals today!
Red stood with Haywood, Skeeter, Floyd, Giger, Ernie, and Snooze. All the prisoners crowded to the fence, trying to tease the newcomers, but Red and his gang climbed into the open-air seats and sat there comfortably.
12. PRISON BUS, EVENING, 1947
Andy sits in the back of the car with chains on his hands and feet.
RED (Voiceover): Andy was in Shawshank in the first half of 1947. Because he murdered his wife and the guy with whom he had an affair.
The car drove slowly forward, through the layers of prison doors. Andy looked around, his vision blocked by the high prison walls.
RED (Voiceover): When he was outside, he was a vice president at the Bank of Portland. If you knew how conservative the banks were in those days, you would understand that it was a pretty good job for this young man.
Watchtower Guards: All Alarms Off!
The guards approached the car with carbines in hand. The door is open. The newly arrived prisoners lined up to get out of the car, glancing in dismay at the onlookers. Andy tripped and hit the man in front of him, nearly knocking him over.
Guard Byron Hadley took up his baton and hit Andy in the back. Andy fell to his knees, gasping in pain. Onlookers laughed and shouted.
Hadley: Get up now or I'll keep you up again.
13. Red on the open seat
: They're down, lads.
Heywood: Never seen such ugly shit.
Giger: Didn't you pull it, Heywood, you look so...
Floyd: How about a bet, Red?
RED (pulls out a small notebook and a pencil): Cigarettes or coins, you have the final say.
Floyd: Smoke. Write it to me, I bet two.
Reid: Filtered. Who are you betting on?
Floyd: The tall, thin one, number three. He must be the first.
Heywood: Bullshit. I bet you.
Ernie: I bet too.
Others also raised their hands. Red took down the name.
Heywood: You lose, boy.
Freud: You are so smart, who are you betting against.
Heywood: I bet the fat face and big hips guy... let me see... number five. I bet 5.
Reid: 5 cigarettes bet on that "fat hip". Is anyone following?
More people raised their hands. Andy and the others walked forward together, chained together, they could only take small baby steps, cringing a little under the jeers and shouts. The old inmates shook the iron fence, trying to frighten the new inmates. Some bold new inmates shouted back, but most looked terrified. Especially Andy.
RED (Voiceover): I have to admit, when I first met Andy, I didn't really take him seriously. Maybe he's great outside, but here he's just a bastard in a gray prison uniform. It seemed that a small wind could knock him down. That's my first impression of this guy.
Skeeter: How about you, Red?
Reid: The guy who was at the end. That's him. I bet half a box. Did you follow?
Snoz: What a gamble.
Reid: Come on, guys, who wants to prove me wrong? (several hands raised) Floyd, Skeeter, Joe, Haywood. 4 warriors, 10 each. Well, gentlemen, this window is now closed.
Reid picked up his notebook. Voice from the loudspeaker :
Voice (on the loudspeaker): The evening roll call is about to begin, please go back to your cell.
14. INT. NEW PRISON CHECKING AREA - EVENING 1947
NEW PRISON COMES IN. The guards opened the shackles. The chains fell on the stone ground with a loud noise.
Hadley: Look forward.
Warden Samuel Norton stepped forward. It was a bloodless man in a gray uniform with a church pin on his collar. It seemed that he was urinating cold. He stared grimly at the newcomers.
Norton: This is Mr. Hadley, Chief of the Guard. I'm Mr. Norton, the warden here. You are all sinners and scum, that's why you were sent to me. Rule 1: No blasphemy is allowed. I can't forgive anyone in this prison for mentioning God's name lightly. Other rules you will gradually understand. Any questions?
A prisoner: When do we eat?
Taking the cue from Norton's eyes, Hadley walked up to the prisoner and shouted into his face:
Hadley: Eat when we tell you to! You pee when we tell you to! You pull when we ask you to pull? Sleep when we tell you to sleep! You bastard!
Hader poked the prisoner in the stomach with a baton. The man fell to his knees, gasping for breath, huddled into a ball. Hadley stepped back to Norton's side.
Norton (quietly) Any more questions? (No one speaks) I only believe in two things: discipline and the Bible. Here, you both have to accept. (holds up a Bible) Give your soul to God. Your people belong to me. Welcome to Shawshank.
Hadley: Take off your clothes! Wait for me to say it again?
The prisoners quickly stripped naked. After a few seconds, they were all standing there naked.
Hadley: First, go in and take a shower!
Hadley pushed the first prisoner into an open cell. Two guards opened the fire hose. The prisoner let out hurried and panicked shouts. After a few seconds, the water broke and the first person was pulled out.
Hadley: Disinfect this poop! Go in next!
The first prisoner was covered in a copious amount of white pediculant powder. He was panting, coughing, and blinking hard, because the ticks got into his eyes too. He was pushed into the receiving cell. From a small window, the security guard handed him a small stack of things—prison uniforms and a Bible. Prisoners go fast one by one - a rush, lice powder, prison uniforms, and a bible...
15. INT, ILL, NIGHT, 1947
A naked prisoner walks up to the doctor Ahead, undergo a cursory health check.
The doctor flashed his eyes, ears, nose and throat with a small flashlight.
Doctor: Bend down.
The prisoner did. With a small flashlight in his mouth, a guard looked at the prisoner's butt, and nodded. Next came Andy. He underwent the same test.
16. PRISON CHAPTER, NIGHT, 1947
The camera sweeps over these naked new prisoners, shivering on hardwood chairs with their prison uniforms on their laps, with their Bibles open.
Pastor (Voiceover): …Let me lie down on the green pasture. He led me through the quiet river. He repaired my soul...
17. INT. 5th District Cell, NIGHT, 1947
3-story cells on each side, cast in reinforced concrete, showing the original gray color of cement. Andy and the others came in, still naked, with prison uniforms and Bibles in their hands. The prisoners in the cell greeted them with jeers, giggles and laughter. The new prisoners were brought to their cells one by one, and locked in their cells with the sound of the iron door.
RED (Voiceover): Without a doubt, the first night here was the hardest. They force you to walk around naked as if you just came into the world. They make you read the Bible for new life. And the lice powder they throw on you will burn you all over, and your eyes will be blinded by that thing...
Red looks out of his cell, arms on the crossed iron railings, a thorn between his fingers. cigarette.
RED (Voiceover): ...when they put you in a cell and lock the door, that's when you know it's true. The original life has become fleeting... The long and cruel life in hell has unfolded before me... There is nothing left, only the memories of the past.
Red listened to the "crack" of the iron door below. He watched as Andy and several others were taken to the second floor.
RED (Voiceover): Most newcomers are driven half crazy on the first night. Some people can't help crying. Every so often. The question is, who will be the first?
Andy is taken over, his cell is at the end of the second floor.
RED (Voiceover): Well worth the gamble, I think. I'm betting on Andy Dufrena...
18. INT. ANDY'S CELL, NIGHT, 1947 The
door is locked. Andy was locked in a cell alone, clutching his clothes. He looks around to get acquainted with this new environment, and then slowly gets dressed...
19. EXTERIOR, Shawshank Prison, NIGHT, 1947
There are evil walls in Maine. The moon hangs low in the dead night sky. A train passed by, its headlights piercing the darkness of the night.
20. RED'S CELL, NIGHT, 1947.
RED is lying on his bed against the wall, throwing a softball towards the ceiling and catching it. He stopped and heard something. The footsteps below were getting closer and closer, unhurriedly echoing hollow between the stone walls.
21. INTERNATIONAL SCREEN, 5th District Prison Cell, Night, 1947
Low Angle Shot. A guard slowly appears in the camera.
Guard: Lights out! Good night, ladies.
The lights go out one by one. The guard stepped out, the footsteps getting farther and farther. dark. silence. The camera moves up to Red's cell.
RED (Voiceover): I still remember my first night here. It seems like too long ago.
Red was looming in the darkness, leaning against the iron railing, patiently listening, waiting. There was a faint, uncomfortably snickering sound from below.
Voices waft through the building -
various voices (voiceover): Fish, fish...you're going to love it here, fresh fish. Everything here...makes you wish your dad never fucked your mom...do you remember it, fresh fish? Fresh fish? Oh will ask. (Someone laughs.) Shhh - take note. The guard is about to hear... fish, fish, fish...
RED (Voiceover): These guys are always trying to get a few rods out of fresh new fish... they won't stop until they catch a few. .
The various voices continued, sounding eerie.
22. INSIDE CELLS, NIGHT, 1947
Most of the newcomers are in silence to the point of collapse. One prisoner was walking around the cell like a trapped beast in a cage...another sat there, biting his fingers bloody...and one was sobbing softly...a fourth was going down the toilet Retching...
23. INT - RED'S CELL, NIGHT, 1947 RED is
still waiting against the iron railings. While smoking a cigarette, I listened to the movement all day. He poked his head toward Andy's cell. There was no movement. There was no movement at all.
24. INT, "Fat Butt"'s Cell, NIGHT, 1947
"Fat Butt" is trying to suppress his cries.
Heywood (voiceover): This place isn't bad either. I'll show you around and make you feel at home. I think those gays are definitely willing to be friends with you... Who made you grow such a big pink and white ass...
"Fat butt" couldn't control himself any longer, and screamed in despair:
"Fat butt": Oh, God where! I shouldn't be here! I want to go home!
25. HIWOOD'S CELL, NIGHT, 1947
Heywood: It's "The Fat Hip".
INT 261, THE ENTIRE 5th District Cell, NIGHT, 1947
The whole building begins to boil. "Fat butt" yelled, hitting the iron railing. The terrifying voice began to echo again in the building:
Voice: Fresh fish... Fresh fish... Fresh fish...
"Fat Butt": I'm going home! I'm looking for my mom!
VOICE (Voiceover): I fucked your mom! She doesn't seem to be that way!
The light suddenly turned on. The guards rushed in. Hadley was at the forefront.
Hadley: God damn it, what the hell are you doing?
VOICE (Voiceover): He's blaspheming God's name! I'm going to tell the warden!
HADLEY (to the voice): My baton stuck in your ass when you told him!
Hadley went to Fat Butt's cell.
Hadley: Monkey boy, what's wrong with you?
"Fat Butt": Please! They got it wrong! I shouldn't be here! not me!
Hadley: I can't count to 3! I can't even count 1! Shut the fuck up before I sing you a lullaby!
"Fat Butt" burst into tears, completely collapsed.
Hadley pulled out his baton and motioned for the other guards to open the Fat Hip cell door.
Hadley pulled Fat Butt out of his cell and began beating him brutally with batons, which kept falling like raindrops. "Fat Butt" fell to the ground.
There was silence all around, only the sound of the baton hitting the "fat buttock" made a "pop" sound. "Fat Butt" fainted. Hadley gave a few more shoves, then stopped.
Hadley: Drag this bastard to the infirmary. (Looks around) If I'm going to hear rat farts again tonight, promise God, you'll all report to the infirmary, everyone has a share.
"Fat Butt" was dragged on a stretcher and carried away.
The footsteps were getting farther and farther. Lights went out. Everything returned to darkness and silence.
27. INT, RED'S CELL, NIGHT, 1947
RED LOOKS DOWN.
The "fat buttocks" left a pool of blood on the floor.
RED (Voiceover): I lost two packs of cigarettes the first night Andy Dufrena spent here. He didn't make any movement...
28. INTERNATIONAL SECTION 5 CELLS, MORNING, 1947
A loud siren is heard. The cell door opened. The prisoners came out of their cells and stood in a row. The guards on duty write down the roll call on a clipboard.
Red glanced at Andy. The latter's neckline was buttoned tightly, and his hair was neatly combed.
29. INTERNATIONAL DINING ROOM - MORNING - 1947
Andy's breakfast in line is a spoonful of goo. He passed through the noisy crowd, and Boggs Diamond watched him pass. He looked at Andy with a lewd look in his eyes, and he muttered something to Rusty McBride. The latter laughed.
Andy came to Red and his group's table and sat where no one was sitting. He didn't pay attention to other people's attention, and picked up the spoon for himself - then he stopped and found something in his breakfast. He carefully picked the thing out of the food with his fingers.
It's a giant maggot that's still alive. Andy looked bitter and at a loss. Brooks Hartron is the closest to Andy. He is 65 years old and is an old resident here.
Brooks: Do you want to eat?
Andy: I don't know what to do.
Brooks: Do you mind giving it to me?
Andy gave the maggots to Brooks. The latter fiddled with the little bug, as if admiring a fine cigar. Andy looked at Brooks suspiciously.
Brooks: Well, big and fat.
Andy couldn't take it anymore. Brooks unbuttoned his coat and put the bug into the mouth of a crow hidden in his pocket.
Andy was relieved.
Brooks: Jack thanks you. He fell out of the birdhouse in the warehouse and I'll take care of him until he recovers.
Andy nodded and continued to eat his breakfast seriously. Heywood came over.
Giger: Oh, God, here he is.
Heywood: Good morning, guys. What a wonderful morning. Do you know why it is so wonderful?
Haywood snapped down his plate and sat down. Everyone took out cigarettes and put them on the table.
Heywood: That's right, here it is. I love watching them line up like a choir.
There are many roots in the serious, piled up into a hill. Heywood lowered his head and took a deep breath, enjoying the aroma of cut tobacco. ecstatic.
Heywood: Oops, Red. It's too embarrassing, the horse you bet on is the last to arrive. Oh, I just love my horse so much. When I see him, I have to give him a good kiss.
Red: Better give him some of your cigarettes, you bastard.
Heywood: Hi, Tyrell, are you in charge of infirmary hygiene this week? But what happened to my horse?
Tyrell: Dead. (Everyone falls silent.) Hadley hit him in the head too hard. The doctor has gone home tonight. The poor fellow was there until this morning. Later...
he shook his head and went on to eat. silence. Heywood looked around. Everyone continues to eat.
ANDY (quietly) What's his name?
Heywood: What? What did you say?
Andy: I was asking if anyone knew his name.
Heywood: It's none of your business, fresh fish? (Then eats) It doesn't matter what his mother's name is. he died.
30. PRISON LAUNDRY - DAY, 1947
The deafening noise of the washing machine. Andy was assigned to do the laundry.
It's a horrible job. He is a novice. Prisoner Bob, pushing Andy aside, showed him what to do himself.
31. INT. SHOWER ROOM, DAY, 1947
Shower head fixed to a bare concrete wall. Andy was in the shower with more than a dozen people. There is no mercy here. But at least the water is hot, not bad, and it can relax the tormented muscles.
Boggs came through the mist. He smiled and looked Andy up and down. Rust and Pete flanked him. This is the "Three Sisters".
Boggs: Honey, has anyone fucked you?
Andy tried to pass them, but they pushed him aside. The Three Sisters slapped Andy and looked him up and down.
Boggs: Kind of hard. I like this.
Andy got rid of them and fled in a hurry, leaving the "three sisters" standing laughing.
32. ANDY'S CELL, NIGHT, 1947
Andy is lying in the dark, having trouble sleeping.
33. EXTERIOR, PLAYGROUND, DAY, 1947 EVENT HOUR
. Red is playing catch with Haywood and Giger. He casually tossed the softball. Red noticed Andy in the distance and nodded. Andy took this as a gesture, and he walked slowly towards Red.
Heywood and Giger stopped and looked at them.
ANDY (holds out hand) Hi, my name is Andy Dufrena.
Red glanced at his hand, ignored it, and continued his game.
Red: The banker who killed his wife.
Andy: How did you know that?
Reid: I'm a well-informed person. Why do that?
Andy: If you really want to know, I can tell you, I didn't.
Reid: Oh, then you've come to the right place. (without looking at Andy) Everyone here is innocent, don't you know? Heywood! How did you get here?
Heywood: I didn't do anything! It was the lawyer who fixed me!
RED (glances at Andy): Got it?
Andy: What else did you hear?
Reid: Everyone says you're always cold. Say you think your shit tastes better than anyone else's. really?
Andy: What do you think?
Reid: I haven't figured it out yet.
Heywood nudged Giger with his elbow, motioning for him to see. He puffed up and threw the ball hard - towards Andy's head. Andy found a ball thrown at him, turned around, caught it, slapped it twice, and threw it back. The ball flew into Heywood's hand with a screeching sound.
Andy: I know you can get stuff in.
Reid: I do have a bit of a reputation for this, and it can be said that I have it at my fingertips. Maybe because I'm Irish.
Andy: Then can you get me a rock hammer?
Reid: What? why do you want to?
Andy: Is the customer's motive also part of your deal?
Reid: If you want a toothbrush, I won't ask that much. I have to know how to make an offer to you. Toothbrushes, you know, are non-lethal items.
Andy: Very reasonable. What I wanted was a rock hammer eight or nine inches long that looked like a little pickaxe, sharp on one side and blunt on the other, like a hammer. I want a handful for chiseling stones.
Reid: Stone.
Andy crouched down, signaling Red to crouch down too. Andy grabbed a handful of sand and sifted it between his fingers. He picked a stone and wiped it clean. The stone has a milky white light. Andy threw it to Red.
Reid: Quartz?
Andy: Of course, it's quartz. Look, there are also mica, shale, granite, different grades of limestone. The stones have been here since they built this place.
Reid: So what?
Andy: I collect rocks. At least it used to be. I want to keep working, collecting on a small scale.
Reid: Yeah, maybe hit someone's head with your toy?
Andy: I have no enemies here.
Reid: No? Then you wait and see.
Red's eyes quickly passed Andy's. Boggs was looking at them.
Reid: Everyone is saying that the "three sisters" have fallen in love with you at first sight. Yes, especially Boggs.
Andy: What should I do? Does it work if I explain to them that I'm not gay?
Reid: Neither are they. They are not human at all, they are beasts. (Don't look at Andy) These guys are going to be tough, they'll do what they want. If I were you, I would have to have eyes on the back of my head.
Andy: Thanks for your advice.
Reid: This one is free. But you know what I'm worried about.
Andy: If there's any trouble, I don't think a rock hammer will help.
Reid: So you're trying to escape. From the tunnel below? (Andy laughs politely) Is there anything funny?
Andy: You'll know when you see that rock hammer.
Reid: How much does this stuff usually sell for?
Andy: A typical rock or gem store sells it for $7.
Reid: Usually I get a 20% rebate, but this is a special item. Prices go with risk. I drive $10.
Andy: Well, the deal.
Reid: I'll find a way. (Gets up, claps the ashes on his hands) But you're wasting your money.
Andy: Oh?
Red: The people who run this place like raids. They turn a blind eye to some things, but never to something like this. Once they find it, they will confiscate it. If you mention my name, don't even think about doing business with me again. Even a pair of shoelaces or a tube of chewing gum.
Andy: I understand. Thank you, um, what's your name?
Reid: Reid. Just call me by my name.
Andy: Reid. My name is Andy. It's a pleasure to deal with you.
They shook hands. Andy walked away slowly. Red watched him walk away.
RED (Voiceover): I can see now why some guys think he's just letting go. He has a refined temperament, and he is different from the rest of the people here. He walked around like a tourist in the park, and he didn't seem to have any worries or concerns. Like an invisibility cloak, he isolated himself from everything in this place. (Continues to play catch) Yeah, in all fairness, from that moment on, I started to appreciate him.
34. INTERNATIONAL DINING ROOM - DAY - 1947
Reid makes his breakfast and walks to a table. Andy followed closely and threw him a tightly folded square of paper.
35. INTERIOR, Red's Cell, Night, 1947
Reid lay on the bunk and opened the small piece of paper. It was a $10 bill.
RED (Voiceover): He's a guy who adapts very quickly.
36. EXT. LOADINGDock, DAY. 1947
Inmates unload bags of dirty laundry from a truck bearing the name Elliott Nursing Center under close watch.
RED (Voiceover): After many years, I found out that he brought in a lot more than $10...
a bag on the ground. The truck driver glanced at one of the prisoners, a black man named Leonard. The driver then walked over to a guard and chatted with him. Leonard loads the bag just now into a trolley...
37. PRISON LAUNDRY, DAY, 1947
Dirty laundry bag unloaded. Leonard in the crowd at work.
RED (Voiceover): When they let you into this hotel, a waiter checks your belongings to make sure you don't bring anything. But those who really have the means will still do it easily.
Leonard pulls a paper-wrapped object out of his clothes pocket, hides it under his apron, and continues to work...
38. INT. PRISON LAUNDRY CHANGE, DAY, 1947
Reid holds a bundle of dirty clothes and looks toward him Go to the place where the clean sheets are issued.
RED (Voiceover): Andy joins our happy little Shawshank family.
Leonard saw Red, turned around and grabbed a special bag of clean sheets, and handed it to him————
the exchange was far more than the sheets. Two packs of cigarettes slipped from Red's hand to Leonard's.
39. RED'S CELL - DAY - 1947
Red pulls the package out of his sheets, looks around warily to make sure no one is coming, and opens the package. He took out the rock hammer, exactly as Andy had described. Reid gave a small smile.
40. INTERIOR VIEW, 5th District Prison Cell, 2nd Floor, Night, 1947
Brooks Hartron passed the cells with a cart of books. This is the mobile library inside the prison. He saw Red was waiting for him. Red put the rock hammer wrapped in a towel on Brooks' book cart from between the iron bars. Then put 6 cigarettes on it, which is the transportation fee.
Red: Dufreiner.
Brooks nodded and walked forward nonchalantly. He pushed the cart to Andy's cell and whispered through the railing --
Brooks: The middle floor, with towels.
Andy reached through the railing and took the towel wrapped. He reached out again and placed a small folded note and a few cigarettes on the cart.
Brooks walked back. In front of Red's cell, he paused to sort out the book, so Red took the note away when he could. Brooks continued to move forward, quickly stuffing the cigarette from the car into his pocket.
41. RED'S CELL - NIGHT - 1947
Red opens the small piece of paper, neatly written in pencil on it: "Thank you".
42. PRISON LAUNDRY - DAILY, 1947
The machines still make a deafening noise.
Andy has been able to do it quite skillfully.
Bob: Dufreiner! Our cleaners are running out! You go to the warehouse and pick up some!
Andy nodded. He left the assembly line, crossed the laundry room, and came to the warehouse.
43. INTERIOR, STORE, DAY, 1947
A series of dark, labyrinthine corridors and rooms, boilers, furnaces, oil tanks, water pumps, old washing machines, piles of cleaning supplies and laundry detergent. Andy took a flat bucket of cleaner and turned around --
-- to find Boggs Diamond standing in the aisle, blocking his way. Rust and Pete Furness appear to his left and right.
A moment of silence. Then Andy threw the cleaner on the ground, tore it from it, and grabbed two.
Andy: If this gets in your eyes, you must be blind.
Boggs: Honey, be quiet.
Andy stepped back, wondering how to break free from their siege. The "Three Sisters" pressed closer and closer, and Andy didn't have a chance.
Andy stumbled on a pile of old things, and the "three sisters" took the opportunity to pounce on him, kicking and kicking him.
Andy struggled to his feet, Boggs strangled him from behind. The Three Sisters dragged Andy across the room and pinned him to an old machine. Rust shoved a rag into Andy's mouth and pulled another wire on the outside. Andy struggled desperately, but Rust and Pete held onto his arms. Boggs whispered into Andy's ear:
Boggs: Yes, struggle. It feels better that way.
Andy wanted to call, but couldn't. The camera slowly pulled back, and the huge machine blocked our view. All we can see is Andy's anguished face...the
camera pulls out of the warehouse, away from that dark place and all the filth that's going on there. The camera sweeps across the empty hallway, concrete walls, steel pipes...
RED (Voiceover): I wish I could tell you that Andy had a good fight and the Three Sisters let him go. I hope... but prison is not a fairy tale world.
The camera sweeps over a guard and enters the laundry room.
RED (Voiceover) Andy never mentioned who did it...but we all know.
A group of prison shots, 1947-1949
Andy walks slowly and hard. Work. Have a meal. Carving rocks after lights out...
RED (Voiceover): It's been a while. Prison life is such a set in stone.
44. Andy walked on the playground, his face was swollen and hurt.
RED (Voiceover): Every once in a while, Andy's hanging out.
45. Andy is having breakfast. A few tables away, Boggs blows him a kiss.
RED (Voiceover): The Three Sisters never let him go. Sometimes he can beat them - sometimes he can't.
46. Andy hid in some filthy corner and frantically threw a rake at the "three sisters" tormenting him.
RED (Voiceover): Andy was fighting, that's all I can remember. He resisted because he knew that if he didn't, it would be harder to resist next time.
The rake hit someone in the head.
RED (Voiceover): Sometimes, he's taken to the infirmary.
47. INT. Solitary Confinement Room, NIGHT, 1949
A stone house. There are no beds, no sinks, and no lights. There is only one squat pan. Andy sat on the concrete floor, and the faint light from the small hole in the iron door revealed the injury on his face.
RED (Voiceover): …Other times, he'd be put in solitary confinement. Warden Norton called the "eat and pull" vacation. There you only have the treatment of bread and water, and the days are as quiet as possible.
48. PRISON LAUNDRY, DAY, 1949
Andy works on the assembly line.
RED (Voiceover): These became Andy's routine. I believe that the first two years were the hardest for him. And I'm sure if this continues, this place must have ruined him as well. But, in the spring of 1949, the prison authorities decided...
49. EXTERIOR, PRISON PLAYGROUND, DAY, 1949
Warden Norton addresses the assembled prisoners with a hand-held loudspeaker -
Norton: … License Plate Factory The roof needs to be rebuilt. I need 12 volunteer labors a week. We're going to draw the names of these people from this bucket...
Red looked around at his friends. Andy caught his eye too.
RED (Voiceover): It's an outdoor errand, and May is the best time to be outdoors.
50. EXTERNAL, PRISON PLAYGROUND, DAY, 1949
Inmates file past, throwing small notes into iron buckets.
RED (Voiceover): There were over a hundred people who signed up.
Reid walked slowly to a man named Tim Youngblood and whispered something into his ear.
51. EXT, PRISON PLAYGROUND, DAY, 1949
Youngblood is taking names and making them public. Red smiled knowingly at Andy and his gang.
RED (Voiceover): Got it? Among the names called were me and some of my people.
52. PRISON CORRIDOR, NIGHT, 1949
Reid quickly hands Youngblood six packs of cigarettes.
RED (Voiceover): We each gave Youngblood a pack of cigarettes. And I, of course, as usual, got 20%.
53. VEHICLE LICENSE PLANT - DAY, 1949 1949
Veg of simmering asphalt is bubbling and smoking. The two prisoners scooped out a bucket of asphalt and tied a rope to the handle of the bucket. The rope is pulled tight. The camera follows the pitch barrels rising from the side of the building until --
54. Roof
pitch barrels are pulled up by prisoners working on the roof. They spread the asphalt with large brushes. The camera turns to Hadley, he's grumbling with the other guards --
Hadley: . I said yes. He said, I am sorry to inform you that your brother has passed away.
Youngblood: Oh my gosh. I feel sad about this.
Hadley: I don't think so. He's an asshole. He ran away from home many years ago and has not heard from him since. We all thought he was dead. The stupid lawyer also said that when your brother died, he left a lot of inheritance. There are oil wells or something, probably worth millions of dollars. God, it's fucking unbelievable that a bastard like him is so lucky.
Trout: A million? Omg, do you have yours?
Hadley: 35,000. That's all for me.
Trout: Dollars? Omg, that's great! It's like winning the lottery... (seeing Hadley's unhappy eyes)... isn't it?
Hadley: Fuck, do you know what the government is going to do with me? They'll knock it hard.
Trout: Oh, I didn't expect that.
Hadley: Maybe there's enough left over to buy a new car. and then? Also pay taxes and spend money on repairs and maintenance. Damn kids will be clamoring for you to take them out for a ride...
MERTT: When they're old, they'll be clamoring to drive.
Hadley: Yes, to drive, learn to drive with it. OMG! At the end of the year, if you miscalculated the tax amount, you have to pay out of your own pocket. Uncle Sam puts his hand into your shirt and squeezes your tits until purple. It's never fair. This is the truth. (spitting up) What the fuck bro.
The prisoners were still laying asphalt, their eyes fixed on their work.
Heywood: Poor Byron. It seems that he is just a passing god of wealth. $35,000 just think about it.
Red: Bad luck, poor bastard.
Red glanced - surprised to see Andy standing there, listening to the conversation of the guards.
Reid: Hey, what are you looking at? Do your own work!
Andy threw the brush into the bucket and walked slowly towards Hadley.
Red: Andy! return! Heck!
Snuz: What is he going to do?
Freud: Courting death.
RED: Damn...
Heywood: Then lay the asphalt...
Andy keeps getting closer, and the guards froze nervously, Youngblood reaching for his holster. The guards on the watch tower were also ready to shoot. Hadley turned around, surprised to find Andy standing behind him.
Andy: Mr. Hadley, do you trust your wife?
Hadley: It's ridiculous. It's even more fucking funny if you lose your fucking teeth and blow my horn.
Andy: I mean, do you think she'd do anything behind your back? Or will she betray you?
Hadley: Alright! Get out of the way, Mert. This bastard is asking for trouble.
Hadley grabbed Andy by the collar and pushed him hard to the edge of the roof.
The prisoners continued to lay the asphalt hard.
Heywood: Oh my gosh. He's going to throw him off the roof...
Snooze: Oh shit, oh my gosh...
Andy: Because if you really trust her, then you can get the full amount of that money.
Hadley stopped abruptly. In fact, Andy had lost his balance, and the toes of his shoes were stepping on the edge of the roof, but Hadley was still grabbing his shirt, so he didn't fall off the roof.
Hadley: You better get the fuck out of it.
Andy: If you want to keep the money, not bad, give it to your wife. Remember, the Internal Revenue Service allows you to make a one-time gift of up to $60,000.
Hadley: Really! duty free?
Andy: Tax free. The Income Office can't move a penny.
Everyone present was stunned by this conversation.
Hadley: You're the banker who killed his wife. Why should I trust you? Beware I will kill you.
Andy: It's absolutely legal. You can ask the Internal Revenue Service and they will tell you the same. In fact, I think it's silly to tell you this. I'm sure you've researched this yourself.
Hadley: Fuck. I don't need a stupid wife-killing banker to tell me.
Andy: Of course not. But you'll need someone to help you figure out how to give this tax-free gift, say, a lawyer, for which you're going to spend some money...
Hadley: Lawyers who eat inside and out, assholes asking for a price!
Andy: ...or you could consider letting me do this for you. This will save you some money. I'll make a list of the forms you need, get them, leave the rest to me, you can just sign... and I'll do it for you for free. (looks away from Hadley) I only ask for three beers for each of my colleagues, if I can.
Trout (laughing): Colleague! Did you hear it! Fresh enough? Colleague...
Hadley glared at him, but he stopped talking. Andy went on.
Andy: I think people who work outdoors are more manly if they can drink a bottle of beer. Just my thoughts.
The prisoners stood there dumbfounded, forgetting to work. It seemed that they were completely stunned by this scene. Hadley glanced at them.
Hadley: What are you looking at? Back to work, damn it!
55. EXT. LICENSE FACTORY, DAY, 1949
As before, a large barrel is pulled up by ropes from the side of the building - only this time, the barrel is filled with cold beer.
RED (Voiceover): Didn't expect it to pass like this. The day before it was finished, in the spring of 1949, the inmates of us asphalting the
roof of the license building... 56. EXTERIOR, ROOF - LATER, 1949
inmates enjoying the warm sun and cool beer.
RED (Voiceover): ... sitting side by side on the roof at 10 am, drinking cold beer, and being entertained by the toughest guard in Shawshank.
Hadley: Drink it, boys. While it's cool.
RED (Voiceover): The rascal even pretends to be generous.
Red took another sip, enjoying the coolness of the slightly bitter beer sliding across his tongue and the warmth of the sun on his face.
RED (Voiceover): We sat there drinking, and we felt like free people with the sun on our shoulders. It seems that we are putting asphalt on the roof of our house. We are the masters of all things.
He glanced at Andy, who was squatting aside.
RED (Voiceover): As for Andy, he's crouching in the shade, resting with a puzzling smile on his face, watching us drink the beer he's won.
HAYWOOD (closes up with a bottle of wine): It's cold, Andy.
Andy: No, thank you. I quit drinking.
Heywood returned to his companions and gave them a look.
RED (Voiceover): You might think he did it to please the guards. Or to make some friends among us prisoners. And I think he's just doing it to have a normal human feel...even if it's just for a moment.
56A. EXTERNAL, Prison Playground, Outdoor Seating, Daytime, 1949
Andy and Red are playing checkers. Red took a step.
Reid: Will.
Andy: Play chess. King's game. Talk about education...heavy strategy.
Red: ...mysterious to death, I hate it.
Andy: Maybe I can teach you another day. I've always wanted to make a chessboard.
Reid: Then you've found the right person. I'm someone who can get all kinds of things.
Andy: Please help me make a chessboard. As for the pieces, I want to carve it myself. One is made of quartz and the other is limestone.
Reid: Then you'll have to use it for years.
Andy: I have time. Just missing stones. Picking on this playground is too limited.
Reid: How about that rock chisel? Carved your name on the wall?
ANDY (laughing): Not yet. I think I will.
Red: Andy? I think we'll be friends, won't we?
Andy: I think we already are.
Reid: Can I ask a question? Why are you doing that?
Andy: I'm innocent, remember? like everyone else here.
Reid regarded this as a polite rejection and continued to play chess.
Andy: How did you get in, Red?
Reid: Murder. Just like you.
Andy: Also innocent?
Red: Shawshank's only sinner.
57. ANDY'S CELL, NIGHT, 1949 After
lights out, Andy is lying on a bunk, grinding a piece of quartz by moonlight. He stopped and looked at the name carved on the wall. He sat up, made sure the situation was safe, and began to carve his name among the many names on the concrete wall.
58. Ray Milland
fills the black-and-white screen, suffering from delirium tremens.
59. PRISON AUDITOR, NIGHT, 1949 A
crowd of prisoners screams and shouts, while Red sits listlessly in a folding chair watching a movie. Andy came in, and the beam from the projector behind him illuminated his way, and he sat down beside Red.
Reid: This part is well done.
Andy: I know. I have watched it 3 times this month.
Ray Milland started screaming. All the audience followed him screaming hysterically.
Andy: Can we make a deal?
Reid: Of course. what do you want?
ANDY: Rita Hayworth. Can you get it?
Reid: No problem. Let's take a few weeks.
Andy: How many weeks?
Red: I don't have one on hand, sorry. Relax, why are you so nervous? Just a woman.
Andy nodded, a little embarrassed. He got up and hurriedly left the auditorium. Red grinned and went on to watch his movie.
60. Auditorium Corridor - NIGHT - 1949
Andy leaves the theater and stops halfway. Two shadows appeared in the corridor, blocking his path. It's Rust and Pete. Andy turned and ran - only to bump into Boggs blocking the other end and hug him tightly. The "Three Sisters" kicked open a door and dragged him in -
61. The
prisoner in the screening room was horrified when he saw the intruder through a thick bifocal lens.
Boggs: Get out of the way.
Projectionist: I have to change the film.
Boggs: I said get out.
The projectionist left in a hurry. Pete slammed the door and locked it. Boggs pushed Andy to the center of the room.
Boggs: Want to call?
Andy sighed and turned his head to the projector.
Andy: They couldn't hear me with the movement of this guy. Let's wrap it up.
Andy leaned resignedly against the rewind table—finger grabbed a full 1,000-foot roll of 35mm film. Rust licked his lips and pushed the other two away.
Rust: I'll come first.
Andy: All right.
Andy snapped the roll of film, smashed Rust in the face, and pushed him against the wall.
Rust: Fuck! He broke my nose!
Andy resisted desperately, but was quickly subdued. Boggs walked up to Andy, pulled out a handful of 8-inch long cones out of nowhere, and looked at the thing carefully.
Boggs: I'll unzip it now, and you can do what I tell you to do. After you've done it with me, you'll have to do it with Rust. You broke his nose, so he deserves to be compensated for it.
Andy: You put anything in my mouth and you're going to lose it.
Boggs: You don't get it yet. If you dare, I'll stick the 8-inch awl all the way into your ear.
Andy: All right. But you should know that a sudden and severe brain injury can cause the injured person to bite down and hold on to it. (smiles) In fact, I know that reflex action is so powerful that it takes a crowbar to pry open the jaw of the injured person.
The "Three Sisters" thought about it carefully. The film on the projector is finished, and the screen is full of white flowers.
Boggs: You bastard.
Andy got a kick in the face. The "Three Sisters" kicked Andy wildly. In the theater, prisoners clapped their hands and waited for the movie to continue.
RED (Voiceover): Boggs didn't put anything in Andy's mouth, neither did his two accomplices. But they nearly beat Andy to death.
62. IN ILL - ILL - DAY - 1949
Andy is lying there in a bandage.
RED (Voiceover): Andy had a month of traction therapy.
63. INT, SOCIAL CONTENT, DAY, 1949
RED (VOICE OVER): Boggs is held in solitary confinement for a week.
Boggs sat on the concrete floor, the iron door opened.
Guard: Time is up, Boggs.
64. INTERNATIONAL SECTION 5 CELL, THIRD FLOOR, Twilight, 1949
Boggs appears on the steps, smoking a cigarette. There were not many prisoners around; this floor was practically unoccupied. A faint voice came from the loudspeaker:
VOICE (Voiceover): Return to their respective cells for the night roll call.
Boggs went into his cell. It's dark inside. He fumbled to turn on the light.
In the light, Sergeant Hadley was standing just six inches from Boggs, waiting for him. Mert followed Boggs in and blocked him.
Before Boggs could say "what the hell is going on", Hadley had stabbed his baton in the stomach. Boggs curled up in pain, gasping for breath.
65. A floor
Ernie emerges from the corner, pushing a trolley.
66. Second-tier
Reid is mending socks in his cell. He paused, frowned, and heard a strange thumping sound.
67. The third floor
Hadley and Mert brutally and methodically slapped Boggs with their batons, who had been battered and battered and was still trying in vain to evade their attacks.
68. On the second floor
, Reid was a little puzzled, followed the sound to the door of the cell, and finally realized that the sound was coming from above. He came to the iron railing and listened -
69. Red's view
Boggs fell straight from above, screaming as he fell.
70. Reid (slow motion)
dodges backwards, Boggs falls from his eyes, he swings his arms, trying to grab the railing on the second floor, but can't, screaming all the way and hitting- —
71. A layer
of cleaning agent on the trolley splattered. The car was almost smashed. Ernie quickly dodged, staring dumbfounded at Boggs at his feet and the cart he smashed.
72. Second floor
Red was stunned. He tentatively stuck his head out and looked up. Above him, Hadley and Mert leaned against the iron railing on the third floor. Hadley wore his hat upside down and shook his head.
Mert: Fuck, Byron. you see.
Hadley: The poor guy must have stumbled on something.
A drop of blood dripped from the toe of Hadley's shoe and landed right on Red's cheek. He wiped it off and looked down. The prisoners and guards ran to the place of the accident.
RED (Voiceover): Two things haven't happened since then. "The Three Sisters" never touched Andy's finger again...
73. EXTERIOR, PRISON PLAYGROUND/LOADINGDock, DAY, 1949
Boggs is carried into an ambulance in a wheelchair with a neck brace. Red and his friends watched from behind the gate.
RED (Voiceover): ...and Boggs can't walk anymore. They transferred him to a small police hospital in the north. In my opinion, he will spend the rest of his life on liquid food.
Reid: I was thinking we should give Andy a warm welcome when he comes back from the infirmary.
Heywood: Sounds good. We still owe him a favor about the beer.
Red: This guy likes to play chess. Let's get him some rocks.
74. EXT. FIELD, DAY, 1949
Over 100 prisoners at work. The hoe rises and falls like a rolling wave. Guards patrolled on horseback. Heywood found a large rock and hurriedly hid it in his pants. He managed to get to Red and the others, took out the rock, and showed them.
Floyd: This is not quartz. Nor is it limestone.
Heywood: Who are you, the fucking geologist?
Snuz: He's right, it's not.
Heywood: So what exactly is it?
Reid: It's horse manure.
Heywood: Nonsense.
Reid: No, it's horse manure, petrified horse manure.
Everyone laughed for a while, and started to work again. Heywood stared at the stone and crushed it with his hands.
RED (Voiceover): Mistakes are inevitable, but we are united.
75. PRISON LAUNDRY, BACK ROOM, DAY, 1949
A huge detergent box filled with rocks is hidden behind a clothes boiler.
RED (Voiceover): …by the week Andy came back, we had enough rocks to keep him busy.
The angle changed, and Reid thumped a bag of "clothes" on the ground. Leonard and Bob dropped another bag. Reid took out the smuggled things and handed them over to the person who entrusted him with the errand.
RED (Voiceover): There were a lot of shipments that week. Cigarettes, chewing gum, shoelaces, playing cards with naked women, everything... (pulls out a paper tube)... And of course, one more important thing.
76. INTERNATIONAL DIRECTION 5 CELL, NIGHT, 1949
When Andy came back, he was a little limp. Red watched from the cell as Andy was brought up and put into the cell.
77. ANDY'S CELL - NIGHT - 1949
Andy sees the paper tube on the bed.
Guard (voiceover): Lights out!
Lights out. Andy opened the paper tube and pulled out a large rolled poster. He flattened it on the wall. A small piece of paper fell out and landed at his feet. Here's a poster of the famous Rita Hayworth - with one hand behind her head, her eyes half-closed, her lips parted languidly. Andy picked up the small piece of paper. It read: "Free. Welcome back." Andy smiled alone in the dark.
78. INTERNATIONAL Sector 5 Cell - Morning, 1949 The
bell rings. The cell door was opened. Prisoners come out of their cells. Andy met Red's eyes and nodded in thanks. The prisoners hurried downstairs for breakfast, and Red glanced into Andy's cell—
791 Red's perspective—swept away
—and saw Rita on Andy's wall. The sun cast the shadow of the barricade on her lovely face.
80. INTERNATIONAL DIRECTION 5 CELL, NIGHT, 1949
Ernie is mopping the floor. He glanced back and saw Warden Norton walking toward the cell block with a dozen guards accompanying him. As Ernie continued to mop the floor, he whispered to the nearest cell:
Ernie: Be careful, it's time for rounds.
The words passed from cell to cell. The prisoners hurriedly packed their things and hid them. Norton came over and nodded to his man. The guards were randomly divided into twos and twos.
Guard: What are you hiding, boy?
Cell doors opened, prisoners out of the way, their belongings turned out, mattresses lifted.
All detected smuggling was thrown to the ground. It's all things that don't hurt people.
A guard pulled a sharp screwdriver from a mattress. The guard gave the object's owner a vicious look.
Norton: Confinement. One week. Don't forget to let him bring the Bible.
Prisoner: It's too damn dark to see.
Norton: Add another week for blasphemy.
The man was taken away. Norton looked up.
Norton: Take a look on the second floor.
81. On the second floor
, Norton came to the second floor and wanted to pick a random room to search. He found Andy sitting on the bunk, looking at the Bible. The door opened and Norton walked in, followed by his entourage. Andy stood up.
Andy: Good evening.
Norton nodded slightly. Hadley and Trout began a thorough search of the entire cell. Norton was still staring at Andy, trying to spot him casting a glance or a nervous look at the hiding place. He took the Bible from Andy.
Norton: I'm glad you're watching this. Do you have a particular favorite chapter?
Andy: "Look, our home is a wasteland for you."
Norton (smiles): Gospels, chapter 13, verse 35. I've always loved this section. (Walking back and forth in the cell) But I prefer "I am the light of the world, and whoever follows me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life."
Andy: John 8, verse 12 .
Norton: I heard you are good at arithmetic. very good. A person should have a skill.
Hadley: What do you have to say about that?
Andy glanced. Hadley held a rock rug, a rag the size of an oven mitt for wiping stones.
Andy: It's a rock rug. For rubbing stones. A little hobby of mine.
Hadley glanced at the stone on the windowsill and turned to Norton.
Hadley: Looks like it fits the bill. Some personal stuff, but nothing too out of the ordinary.
Norton nodded and walked over to Rita's poster.
Norton: I said that stuff like that isn't allowed... (turns to Andy)... But I guess there are always exceptions.
Norton walked out of the cell, and the guards came out with him. The cell door closed. Norton stopped and turned around.
Norton: I almost forgot.
He reached between the iron railings and returned the Bible to Andy.
Norton: I don't want to take your Bible. The way to salvation lies here.
Norton and the guards walked away.
RED (Voiceover): Random cell checks are just an excuse. The truth is, Norton wanted to try Andy's jin liang.
82. PRISON LAUNDRY, DAY, 1949
Andy is at work. Hadley came in and had a brief conversation with Bob. Bob nodded, walked up to Andy, and patted him. Andy turned around and removed one of the earplugs. There was so much noise in the laundry room that Bob had to scream at Andy:
Bob: Dufrena! Stop it!
83. INTERIOR, Warden Norton's Office, Daytime, 1949
Andy was brought in. Norton is working at his desk. Andy's eyes fell on a wood-framed embroidery on the wall that read: "His judgment will be fulfilled soon."
Norton: My wife did it.
ANDY: Very beautiful, sir.
Norton: Do you like your job in the laundry room?
Andy: No, sir. Not particularly fond of it.
Norton: Maybe we can get you to do errands that better utilize your expertise.
84. INT. MAIN BUILDING, STORAGE ROOM, DAY, 1949
An old room with a large depth, piled with useless filing cabinets, desks, and paint utensils. Andy heard the flapping of wings. An adult crow landed on the filing cabinet and walked back and forth, looking at Andy. Andy smiled.
Andy: Hey, Jack. What about Brooks?
Brooks: Andy! Sounds like you!
Andy: I've been assigned to you.
Brooks: I know, they told me. That's great. Come in, I'll show you around.
85. PRISON LIBRARY, DAY, 1949
Brooks takes Andy into the innermost room. The wooden shelves are full of books. This is Brooks' private property.
Brooks: Here we go, Shawshank Prison Library. This is National Geographic. Over there is the bound volume of Reader's Digest. The bottom layer has books by Louis Lamoor and Earl Stanley Gardner. Every night I stack the books on the cart, go out for a walk, and write my name on this writing board. OK, that's all. Is there a problem?
Andy didn't say anything, and his mind didn't seem to be on all of what Brooks said.
Andy: Brooks? How long have you been this librarian?
Brooks: Started in 1912, 37 years.
Andy: It's been so long, have you had an assistant?
Brooks: Not at all. Not much work.
Andy: So why now? why me?
Brooks: I don't know. But it's nice to have a partner.
Hadley (voiceover): Dufrena!
86. Andy went back to the outside room and saw Hadley and another guard, a big man named Deggins.
Hadley: It's him. It's this person.
Hadley went out. Deakins came to Andy. All this seems to portend something. Andy stood there, waiting for what was about to happen.
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