肖申克的救赎Shawshank Redemption Movie Script

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shelves lined with books, tables and chairs, even a few potted plants. Heywood is wearing headphones, listening to Hank Williams on the record player.

RED (V.O.) By the year Kennedy was shot, Andy had transformed a broom closet smelling of turpentine into the best prison library in New England.

161EXT -- SHAWSHANK PRISON -- DAY (1963) 161 FLASHBULBS POP as Norton addresses MEMBERS OF THE PRESS: RED (V.O.) That was also the year Warden Norton instituted his famous "Inside-Out" program. You may remember reading about it. It made all the papers and got his picture in LIFE magazine.

NORTON:

...a genuine, progressive advance in corrections and rehabilitation.

Our inmates, properly supervised, will be put to work outside these walls performing all manner of public service. Cutting pulpwood, repairing bridges and causeways, digging storm drains... ANGLE TO Red and the boys listening from behind the fence.

NORTON:

These men can learn the value of an honest day's labor while providing a valuable service to the community -- and at a bare minimum of expense to Mr. and Mrs. John Q. Taxpayer!

HEYWOOD:

Sounds like road-gangin', you ask me.

RED:

Nobody asked you.

162EXT -- HIGHWAY CONSTRUCTION SITE -- DAY (1963) 162 A ROAD-GANG is grading a culvert with picks. There's dust and the smell of sweat in the air. GUARDS patrol with sniper rifles, A pushy WOMAN REPORTER in an ugly hat bustles up the grade, trailed by a PHOTOGRAPHER.

WOMAN REPORTER:

You there! You men! We're gonna take your picture now!

HEYWOOD:

Give us a break, lady.

WOMAN REPORTER:

Don't you know who I am? I'm from LIFE magazine! I was told I'd get some co-operation out here! You want me to report you to your warden? Is that what you want?

HEYWOOD:

(sighs) No, ma'am.

WOMAN REPORTER:

That's more like it! Now I want you all in a row with big bright smiles on your faces! Grab hold of your tools and show 'em to me! She turns, motioning her photographer up the grade. Heywood glances around at the other men.

HEYWOOD:

You heard the lady.

Heywood unzips his pants, reaches inside. The others do likewise. The woman turns back and is greeted by the sight of a dozen men displaying their penises and smiling brightly. Her legs go wobbly and she sits heavily down on the dirt grade.

HEYWOOD:

C'mon! We're showin' our tools and grinnin' like fools! Take the damn picture! 163INT -- SOLITARY CONFINZMENT -- NIGHT (1963) 163 Heywood sits alone in the dark. He sighs.

RED (V.O.) None of the inmates were invited to express their views... 164EXT -- WOODED FIELDS -- DAY (1965) 164 A ROAD-GANG is pulling stumps, bogged down in mud.

RED (V.O.) 'Course, Norton failed to mention to the press that "bare minimum of expense" is a fairly loose term.

There are a hundred different ways to skim off the top. Men, materials, you name it. And, oh my Lord, how the money rolled in... Norton strolls into view with NED GRIMES at his heels.

NED:

This keeps up, you're gonna put me out of business! With this pool of slave labor you got, you can underbid any contractor in town.

NORTON:

Ned, we're providing a valuable community service.

NED:

That's fine for the papers, but I got a family to feed. The State don't pay my salary. Sam, we go back a long way. I need this new highway contract. I don't get it, I go under. That's a fact.

(hands him a box) Now you just have some'a this fine pie my missus baked specially for you, and you think about that.

Norton opens the box. Alongside the pie is an envelope. He runs his thumb across the thick stack of cash it contains.