肖申克的救赎Shawshank Redemption Movie Script

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6TH TITLE UP 7INT -- JURY ROOM -- DAY (1946) 7 CAMERA TRACKS down a long table, moving from one JUROR to the next. These decent, God-fearing Christians are chowing down on a nice fried chicken dinner provided them by the county, smacking greasy lips and gnawing cobbettes of corn.

VOICE (O.S.) Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty... We find the FOREMAN at the head of the table, sorting votes.

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7TH TITLE UP 8INT -- COURTROOM -- DAY (1946) 8 Andy stands before the dias. THE JUDGE peers down, framed by a carved frieze of blind Lady Justice on the wall.

JUDGE:

You strike me as a particularly icy and remorseless man, Mr. Dufresne.

It chills my blood just to look at you. By the power vested in me by the State of Maine, I hereby order you to serve two life sentences, back to back, one for each of your victims. So be it.

He raps his gavel as we

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LAST TITLE UP. 9 AN IRON-BARRED DOOR 9 slides open with an enormous CLANG. A stark room waits beyond.

CAMERA PUSHES through. SEVEN HUMORLESS MEN sit side by side at a long table. An empty chair faces them. We are now in: INT -- SHAWSHANK HEARINGS ROOM -- DAY (1947) RED enters, removes his cap and waits by the chair.

MAN #1 Sit.

Red sits, tries not to slouch. The chair is uncomfortable.

MAN #2 We see by your file you've served twenty years of a life sentence.

MAN #3 You feel you've been rehabilitated?

RED:

Yes, sir. Absolutely. I've learned my lesson. I can honestly say I'm a changed man. I'm no longer a danger to society. That's the God's honest truth. No doubt about it.

The men just stare at him. One stifles a yawn.

CLOSEUP -- PAROLE FORM

A big rubber stamp slams down:

"REJECTED" in red ink. 10EXT -- EXERCISE YARD -- SHAWSHANK PRISON -- DUSK (1947) 10 High stone walls topped with snaky concertina wire, set off at intervals by looming guard towers. Over a hundred CONS are in the yard. Playing catch, shooting craps, jawing at each other, making deals. Exercise period.

RED emerges into fading daylight, slouches low-key through the activity, worn cap on his head, exchanging hellos and doing minor business. He's an important man here.

RED (V.O.) There's a con like me in every prison in America, I guess. I'm the guy who can get it for you. Cigarettes, a bag of reefer if you're partial, a bottle of brandy to celebrate your kid's high school graduation. Damn near anything, within reason.

He slips somebody a pack of smokes, smooth sleight-of-hand.

RED (V.O.) Yes sir, I'm a regular Sears & Roebuck.

TWO SHORT SIREN BLASTS issue from the main tower, drawing everybody's attention to the loading dock. The outer gate swings open...revealing a gray prison bus outside.

RED (V.O.) So when Andy Dufresne came to me in 1949 and asked me to smuggle Rita Hayworth into the prison for him, I told him no problem. And it wasn't.

CON:

Fresh fish! Fresh fish today! Red is joined by HEYWOOD, SKEET, FLOYD, JIGGER, ERNIE, SNOOZE.

Most cons crowd to the fence to gawk and jeer, but Red and his group mount the bleachers and settle in comfortably.

11INT -- PRISON BUS -- DUSK (1947) 11 Andy sits in back, wearing steel collar and chains.