Shawshank Redemption Page #8

ANDY:

Years I've got. What I don't have

are the rocks. Pickings here in the

exercise yard are pretty slim.

RED:

How's that rock-hammer workin' out

anyway? Scratch your name on your

wall yet?

ANDY:

(smiles)

Not yet. I suppose I should.

RED:

Andy? I guess we're gettin' to be

friends, ain't we?

ANDY:

I suppose we are.

RED:

I ask a question? Why'd you do it?

ANDY:

I'm innocent, remember? Just like

everybody else here.

Red takes this as a gentle rebuff, keeps playing.

ANDY:

What are you in for, Red?

RED:

Murder. Same as you.

ANDY:

Innocent?

RED:

The only guilty man in Shawshank.

62INT -- ANDY'S CELL -- NIGHT (1949) 62

Andy lies in his bunk after lights out, polishing a fragment

of quartz by the light of the moon. He pauses, glancing at

all the names scratched in the wall. He rises, makes sure

the coast is clear, and starts scratching his name into the

cement with his rock-hammer, adding to the record.

63 RAY MILLAND 63

fills the screen in glorious (and scratchy) black & white,

suffering a bad case of DT's...

64INT -- PRISON AUDITORIUM -- NIGHT (1949) 64

...while a CONVICT AUDIENCE hoots and catcalls, talking back

to the screen. We find Red slouched in a folding chair,

watching the movie. Andy enters, backlit by the flickering

glare of the projector, and takes a seat next to him.

RED:

Here's the good part. Bugs come out

of the walls to get his ass.

ANDY:

I know. I've seen it three times

this month already.

Ray Milland starts SCREAMING. The entire audience SCREAMS with

him, high-pitched and hysterical. Andy fidgets.

ANDY:

Can we talk business?

RED:

Sure. What do you want?

ANDY:

Rita Hayworth. Can you get her?

RED:

No problem. Take a few weeks.

ANDY:

Weeks?

RED:

Don't have her stuffed down my

pants this very moment, sorry to

say. Relax. What are you so nervous

about? She's just a woman.

Andy nods, embarrassed. He gets up and hurries out. Red grins,

turns back to the movie.

65INT -- AUDITORIUM CORRIDOR -- NIGHT (1949) 65

Andy exits the theater and freezes in his tracks. Two dark

figures loom in the corridor, blocking his path. Rooster and

Pete. Andy turns back -- and runs right into Bogs. Instant

bear hug. The Sisters are on him like a flash. They kick a

door open and drag him into --

66 THE PROJECTION BOOTH 66

-- where they confront the startled PROJECTIONIST, an old con

blinking at them through thick bifocals.

BOGS:

Take a walk.

PROJECTIONIST:

I have to change reels.

BOGS:

I said f*** off.

Terrified, the old man darts past and out the door. Pete slams

and locks it. Bogs shoves Andy to the center of the room.

ANDY:

I know. I've seen it three times

this month already.

Ray Milland starts SCREAMING. The entire audience SCREAMS witt

him, high-pitched and hysterical. Andy fidgets.

ANDY:

Can we talk business?

RED:

Sure. What do you want?

ANDY:

Rita Hayworth. Can you get her?

RED:

No problem. Take a few weeks.

ANDY:

Weeks?

RED:

Don't have her stuffed down my

pants this very moment, sorry to

say. Relax. What are you so nervous

about? She's just a woman.

Andy nods, embarrassed. He gets up and hurries out. Red grins,

turns back to the movie.

65INT -- AUDITORIUM CORRIDOR -- NIGHT (1949) 65

Andy exits the theater and freezes in his tracks. Two dark

figures loom in the corridor, blocking his path. Rooster and

Pete. Andy turns back -- and runs right into Bogs. Instant

bear hug. The Sisters are on him like a flash. They kick a

door open and drag him into --

66 THE PROJECTION BOOTH 66

-- where they confront the startled PROJECTIONIST, an old con

blinking at them through thick bifocals.

BOGS:

Take a walk.

PROJECTIONIST:

I have to change reels.

BOGS:

I said f*** off.

Terrified, the old man darts past and out the door. Pete slams

and locks it. Bogs shoves Andy to the center of the room.

BOGS:

Ain't you gonna scream?

Andy sighs, c*cks his head at the projector.

ANDY:

They'd never hear me over that.

Let's get this over with.

Seemingly resigned, Andy turns around, leans on the rewind

bench -- and curls his fingers around a full 1.000 foot reel

of 35mm film. Rooster licks his lips, pushes past the others.

ROOSTER:

Me first.

ANDY:

Okay.

Andy whips the reel of film around in a vicious arc, smashing

it into Rooster's face and bouncing him off the wall.

ROOSTER:

F***! Sh*t! He broke my nose!

Andy fights like hell, but is soon overpowered and forced to his

knees. Bogs steps to Andy, pulls out an awl with a vicious

eight-inch spike, gives him a good long look at it.

BOGS:

Now I'm gonna open my fly, and

you're gonna swallow what I give

you to swallow. And when you

d mine, you gonna swallow

Rooster's. You done broke his nose,

so he ought to have somethin' to

show for it.

ANDY:

Anything you put in my mouth,

you're going to lose.

BOGS:

You don't understand. You do that,

I'll put all eight inches of this

steel ii your ear.

ANDY:

Okay. But you should know that

sudden serious brain injury causes

the victim to bite down. Hard.

(faint smile)

In fact, I understand the bite-reflex

is so strong the victim's jaws have

to be pried open with a crowbar.

The Sisters consider this carefully. The film runs out of the

projector, flapping on the reel. The screen goes white.

BOGS:

You little f***.

Andy gets a bootheel in the face. The Sisters start kicking

and beating the living sh*t out of him with anything they can

get their hands on. In the theater, the convicts are CHANTING

AND CLAPPING for the movie to come back on.

RED (V.O.)

Bogs didn't put anything in Andy's

mouth, and neither did his friends.

What they did do is beat him within

an inch of his life...

67INT -- INFIRMARY -- DAY (1949) 67

Andy lies wrapped in bandages.

RED (V.O.)

Andy spent a month in traction.

68INT -- SOLITARY CONFINEMENT -- DAY (1949) 68

RED (V.O.)

Bogs spent a week in the hole.

Bogs sits on bare concrete. The steel door slides open.

GUARD:

Time's up, Bogs.

69INT -- CELLBLOCK FIVE -- 3RD TIER -- DUSK (1949) 69

Bogs comes up the stairs, smoking a cigarette. Not many

cons around; the place is virtually deserted. A VOICE

echoes dimly over the P.A. system:

VOICE (O.S.)

Return to your cellblocks for

evening count.

Bogs enters his cell. Dark in here. He fumbles for the light

cord, yanks it. The sudden light reveals Captain Hadley six

inches from his face, waiting for him. Mert steps in behind

Bogs. hemming him.

Before Bogs can even open his mouth to say "what the f***,"

Hadley rams the tip of his baton brutally into his solar

plexus. Bogs doubles over, gagging his wind out.

70 GROUND FLOOR 70

Ernie comes slowly around the corner, rolling a steel mop

cart loaded with supplies.

71 2ND TIER 71

Red is darning a sock in his open cell. He pauses, frowning,

hearing strange THUMPING sounds. What the hell is that?

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