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Mr. Dufresne, describe

the confrontation you had with your wife the night she was murdered. It was very bitter.

She said she was glad I knew, that she hated all the sneaking around. And she said that she wanted a divorce in Reno.

-What was your response? -I told her I would not grant one.

"I'll see you in hell before I see you in Reno."

Those were your words, according to your neighbors.

If they say so.

I really don't remember. I was upset.

What happened after you argued with your wife?

She packed a bag.

She packed a bag to go and stay with Mr. Quentin.

Glenn Quentin, golf pro at the Snowden Hills Country Club

whom you had discovered was your wife's lover.

Did you follow her?

I went to a few bars first.

Later, I drove to his house to confront them. They weren't home.

I parked in the turnout

and waited.

With what intention?

I'm not sure.

I was confused

drunk.

I think

mostly I wanted to scare them.

When they arrived, you went up to the house and murdered them. No, I was sobering up.

I got back in the car and I drove home to sleep it off.

Along the way, I threw my gun into the Royal River.

I've been very clear on this point.

I get hazy where the cleaning woman shows up the following morning and finds your wife in bed with her lover

riddled with.38-caliber bullets.

Does that strike you as a fantastic coincidence, or is it just me? Yes, it does.

Yet you still maintain you threw your gun into the river

before the murders took place.

That's very convenient.

It's the truth.

The police dragged that river for three days, and nary a gun was found so no comparison could be made

between your gun and the bullets

taken from the bloodstained corpses of the victims.

And that also

is very convenient. Isn't it, Mr. Dufresne?

Since I am innocent of this crime

I find it decidedly inconvenient that the gun was never found. Ladies and gentlemen, you've heard all the evidence.

We have the accused at the scene of the crime. We have footprints. Bullets on the ground bearing his fingerprints.

A broken bourbon bottle, likewise with fingerprints.

And most of all

we have a beautiful young woman and her lover

lying dead in each other's arms.

They had sinned.

But was their crime so great

as to merit a death sentence?

While you think about that

think about this:

A revolver holds six bullets, not eight.

I submit that this was not a hot-blooded crime of passion.

That at least could be understood, if not condoned.

No.

This was revenge

of a much more brutal, cold-blooded nature. Consider this:

Four bullets per victim.

Not six shots fired, but eight.

That means that he fired the gun empty

and then stopped to reload

so that he could shoot each of them again. An extra bullet per lover right in the head.

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!

Sit.

We see you've served 20 years of a life sentence?

-Yes, sir. -You feel you've been rehabilitated?

Yes, sir. Absolutely, sir.

I mean, I learned my lesson.

I can honestly say that I'm a changed man.

I'm no longer a danger to society.

That's God's honest truth.

Hey, Red.

How'd it go?

Same old shit, different day.

Yeah, I know how you feel.

I'm up for rejection next week.

Yeah, I got rejected last week.

It happens.

Hey, Red, bump me a deck.

Get out of my face, man! You're into me for five packs already.

-Four! -Five!

There must be a con like me in every prison in America.

I'm the guy who can get it for you.

Cigarettes, a bag of reefer, if that's your thing

bottle of brandy to celebrate your kid's high school graduation. Damn near anything within reason.

Yes, sir! I'm a regular Sears and Roebuck.

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."

to the main gate

to the main gate

Andy came to Shawshank Prison

in early 1947 for murdering his wife and the fella she was banging. On the outside, he'd been vice president of a large Portland bank. Good work for a man so young.

Here Red

You speak English, butt-steak?

You follow this officer.

I never seen such a sorry-Iooking heap of maggot shit in all my life. Hey, fish! Come over here!

Taking bets today, Red?

Smokes or coin? Bettor's choice.

Smokes. Put me down for two.

All right, who's your horse?

That little sack of shit.

-Eighth. He'll be first. -Bullshit! I'll take that action.

You're out some smokes, son.

If you're so smart, you call it.

I'll take that chubby fat-ass there.

The fifth one. Put me down for a quarter deck.

Fresh fish today!

We're reeling them in!

I admit I didn't think much of Andy first time I laid eyes on him. Looked like a stiff breeze would blow him over.

That was my first impression of the man.

What do you say?

That tall drink of water with the silver spoon up his ass.

That guy? Never happen.

-10 cigarettes. -That's a rich bet.

Who's going to prove me wrong?

Heywood? Jigger?

Skeets?

Floyd!

Four brave souls.

Return to your cellblocks for evening count.

All prisoners, return to your cellblocks.

Turn to the right!

Eyes front.

This is Mr. Hadley. He's captain of the guards.

I'm Mr. Norton, the warden.

You are convicted felons.

That's why they've sent you to me.

Rule number one:

No blasphemy.

I'll not have the Lord's name taken in vain in my prison.

The other rules

you'll figure out as you go along. Any questions?

When do we eat?

You eat when we say you eat.

You shit when we say you shit, and piss when we say you piss. You got that, you maggot-dick motherfucker?

On your feet.

I believe in two things:

Discipline and the Bible.

Here, you'll receive both.

Put your trust in the Lord.

Your ass belongs to me.

Welcome to Shawshank.

Unhook them.

Turn around.

That's enough.

Move to the end of the cage.

Turn around. Delouse him.

Turn around.

Move out of the cage. Pick up your clothes and Bible.

Next man up!

To the right.

Right. Right.

Left.

The first night's the toughest. No doubt about it.

They march you in naked as the day you were born

skin burning and half-blind from that delousing shit.

And when they put you in that cell

and those bars slam home

that's when you know it's for real.

Old life blown away in the blink of an eye.

Nothing left but all the time in the world to think about it. Most new fish come close to madness the first night. Somebody always breaks down crying.

Happens every time.

The only question is

who's it going to be?

It's as good a thing to bet on as any, I guess.

I had my money on Andy Dufresne.

Lights out!

I remember my first night.

Seems like a long time ago.

Hey, fish.

Fish, fish.

What are you, scared of the dark?

Bet you wish your daddy never dicked your mama!

Piggy! Pork! I want me a pork chop.

The boys always go fishing with first-timers.

And they don't quit till they reel someone in.

Hey, Fat Ass.

Fat Ass!

Talk to me, boy.

I know you're there. I can hear you breathing.

Don't you listen to these nitwits, you hear me?

This place ain't so bad.

Tell you what

I'll introduce you around, make you feel right at home.

I know a couple of big old bull queers that'd just

Iove to make your acquaintance.

Especially that big, white, mushy butt of yours.

God!

I don't belong here!

-We have a winner! -I want to go home!

And it's Fat Ass by a nose!

Fresh fish!

I don't belong here

I want to go home!

I want my mother!

I had your mother! She wasn't that great!

What the Christ is this horseshit?

He blasphemed. I'll tell the warden.

You'll tell him with my baton up your ass!

Let me out!

What is your malfunction, you fat barrel of monkey spunk? Please! I ain't supposed to be here.

Not me!

I won't count to three. Not even to one.

You shut up, or I'll sing you a lullaby!

Shut up, man. Shut up!

You don't understand. I'm not supposed to be here.

Open that cell.

Me neither! They run this place like a fucking prison!

Son of a bitch!

Captain, take it easy!

If I hear so much as a mouse fart in here tonight

I swear by God and Jesus, you will all visit the infirmary.

Every last motherfucker in here.

Call the trustees. Take that tub of shit down to the infirmary.

His first night in the joint, Dufresne cost me two packs of cigarettes. He never made a sound.

Tier 3 north, clear count!

Tier 2 north, clear count.

Tier 3 south, clear.

Tier 1 south, clear.

Tier 4 south, clear.

Prepare to roll out.

Roll out!

Are you going to eat that?

I hadn't planned on it.

Do you mind?

That's nice and ripe.

Jake says thank you.

Fell out of his nest over by the plate shop.

I'm going to look after him until he's big enough to fly.

Oh, no! Here he comes.

Morning, fellas.

Fine morning, isn't it?

You know why it's a fine morning, don't you?

Send them down. I want them lined up

just like a pretty little chorus line.

Look at that.

-I can't stand this guy. -Oh, Lord!

Yes! Richmond, Virginia.

Smell my ass!

After he smells mine.

That's a shame about your horse coming in last and all.

But I sure do love that winning horse of mine, though.

I owe that boy a big kiss when I see him.

Why don't you give him some of your cigarettes instead? Lucky fuck! Hey, Tyrell.

You pull infirmary duty this week?

How's my horse doing anyway?

Dead.

Hadley busted his head up pretty good.

Doc had gone home for the night.

Poor bastard lay there till this morning.

By then, there wasn't nothing we could do.

What was his name?

What'd you say?

I was just wondering if anyone knew his name.

What the fuck do you care, new fish?

Doesn't fucking matter what his name was. He's dead.

Anybody come at you yet?

Anybody get to you yet?

Hey, we all need friends in here.

I could be a friend to you.

Hard to get.

I like that.

Andy kept pretty much to himself at first.

I guess he had a lot on his mind

trying to adapt to life on the inside.

Wasn't until a month went by before he opened his mouth

to say more than two words to somebody.

As it turned out

that somebody was me.

I'm Andy Dufresne.

Wife-killing banker.

Why'd you do it?

I didn't, since you ask.

You're going to fit right in.

Everybody in here's innocent. Didn't you know that?

-What you in here for? -Didn't do it. Lawyer fucked me.

Rumor has it you're a real cold fish.

You think your shit smells sweeter than most. Is that right?

What do you think?

To tell you the truth, I haven't made up my mind.

I understand you're a man that knows how to get things.

I'm known to locate certain things from time to time.

I wonder if you might get me a rock hammer.

What?

A rock hammer.

-What is it and why? -What do you care?

For a toothbrush, I wouldn't ask. I'd quote a price.

But a toothbrush is a non-lethal object, isn't it?

Fair enough.

A rock hammer is about six or seven inches long.

-Looks like a miniature pickax. -Pickax?

For rocks.

Quartz?

Quartz

And some mica, shale

limestone.

So?

So I'm a rock hound.

At least I was in my old life. I'd like to be again.

Or maybe you'd like to sink your toy into somebody's skull. No, I have no enemies here.

No? Wait a while.

Word gets around.

The Sisters have taken quite a liking to you.

Especially Bogs.

Don't suppose it would help if I told them I'm not homosexual. Neither are they.

You have to be human first. They don't qualify.

Bull queers take by force. That's all they want or understand.

If I were you, I'd grow eyes in the back of my head.

-Thanks for the advice. -Well, that's free.

You understand my concern.

If there's trouble, I won't use the rock hammer.

Then I'd guess you want to escape. Tunnel under the wall, maybe. What did I miss? What's so funny?

You'll understand when you see the rock hammer.

What's an item like this usually go for?

Seven dollars in any rock-and-gem shop.

My normal markup's 20 percent.

But this is a specialty item.

Risk goes up, price goes up. Let's make it an even 10 bucks.

Ten it is.

Waste of money, if you ask me.

Why's that?

Folks around this joint love surprise inspections.

They find it, you're going to lose it.

If they catch you, you don't know me.

Mention my name, we never do business again.

Not for shoelaces or a stick of gum. Now you got that?

I understand.

Thank you, Mr

Red.

Name's Red.

Red

Why do they call you that?

Maybe it's because I'm Irish.

I could see why some of the boys took him for snobby.

He had a quiet way about him

a walk and a talk that just wasn't normal around here.

He strolled

like a man in the park without a care or a worry in the world.

Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. yes

I think it'd be fair to say

I liked Andy from the start.

Let's go! Some of us got a schedule to keep.

Move it! Come on, move it!

How you doing? How's the wife treating you?

keep moving

just go

Red

Andy was right.

I finally got the joke.

It would take a man about 600 years

to tunnel under the wall with one of these.

-Book? -Not today.

-Book? -No.

Brook

Delivery for Dufresne.

Book?

Book?

Dufresne

Here's your book.

Thanks.

We're running low on hexite. Get on back and fetch us up some.

This will blind you.

Honey, hush.

That's it. You fight!

Better that way.

I wish I could tell you Andy fought the good fight

and the Sisters let him be.

I wish I could tell you that

but prison is no fairy-tale world.

He never said who did it.

But we all knew.

Things went on like that for a while.

Prison life consists of routine

and then more routine.

Every so often, Andy would show up with fresh bruises.

The Sisters kept at him.

Sometimes he was able to fight them off.

Sometimes not.

And that's how it went for Andy.

That was his routine.

I do believe those first two years were the worst for him.

And I also believe that if things had gone on that way

this place would have got the best of him.

But then, in the spring of 1949

the powers that be decided:

The roof of the license-plate factory needs resurfacing.

I need a dozen volunteers for a week's work.

As you know

special detail carries with it special privileges.

It was outdoor detail

and May is one damned fine month to be working outdoors.

Stay in line there.

More than a hundred men volunteered for the job.

Wallace E. Unger.

Ellis Redding.

Wouldn't you know it?

Me and some fellows I know were among the names called.

Andrew Dufresne.

It only cost us a pack of smokes per man.

I made my usual 20 percent, of course.

So this big-shot lawyer calls me long-distance from Texas.

I say, "Yeah?"

He says, "Sorry to inform you, but your brother just died."

-I'm sorry to hear that. -I'm not. He was an asshole.

Ran off years ago. Figured him for dead.

So this lawyer fellow says to me:

"He died a rich man." Oil wells and shit. Close to a million bucks.

A million bucks?

-Incredible how lucky some assholes get. -You going to see any of that? Thirty-five thousand. That's what he left me.

-Dollars? -Yep

That's great! That's like winning the sweepstakes.

Isn't it?

Dumb shit, what do you think the government will do to me?

Take a big wet bite out of my ass is what.

Poor Byron.

Terrible fucking luck, huh? Crying shame.

Some people really got it awful.

Andy, are you nuts?

I Keep your eyes on your mop, man!

You'll pay some tax, but you'll still end up

Yeah, maybe enough to buy a new car, and then what?

I got to pay tax on the car. Repair

maintenance, kids pestering you to take them for a ride all the time. Then if you figure your tax wrong, you pay out of your own pocket.

I tell you! Uncle Sam!

He puts his hand in your shirt and squeezes your tit till it's purple.

Andy

-Getting himself killed. -I Keep tarring.

Some brother. Shit!

Mr. Hadley

do you trust your wife?

Oh, that's funny.

You'll look funnier sucking my dick with no teeth.

What I mean is, do you think she'd go behind your back?

Step aside, Mort. This fucker's having himself an accident.

He'll push him off!

If you trust her, you can keep

that 35,000.

-What did you say? -Thirty-five thousand.

All of it.

-Every penny. -You better start making sense.

If you want to keep it, give it to your wife.

The IRS allows a one-time-only gift to your spouse for up to $ 60,000. -Bullshit. Tax-free? -Tax-free.

IRS can't touch one cent.

You're that smart banker that killed his wife.

Why should I believe you? So I can end up in here with you?

It's legal. Ask the IRS. They'll say the same thing.

I feel stupid telling you this. I'm sure you would have investigated.

I don't need you to tell me where the bear shit in the buckwheat.

Of course not. But you do need someone to set it up for you.

That'll cost you. A lawyer.

A bunch of ball-washing bastards!

I suppose I could set it up for you. That would save you some money. You get the forms, I'll prepare them

nearly free of charge.

I'd only ask three beers apiece for each of my coworkers. "Coworkers." That's rich!

A man working outdoors feels more like a man

if he can have a bottle of suds. That's only my opinion

sir.

What are you jimmies staring at?

Let's go! Work!

And that's how it came to pass

that on the second-to-last day of the job

the convict crew that tarred the factory roof in the spring of '49 wound up sitting in a row at 10:00 in the morning

drinking icy-cold beer, courtesy of the hardest screw

that ever walked a turn at Shawshank State Prison.

Drink up while it's cold, ladies.

The colossal prick even managed to sound magnanimous.

We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like free men. We could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses.

We were the lords of all creation.

As for Andy

he spent that break hunkered in the shade

a strange little smile on his face

watching us drink his beer.

Want a cold one?

No, thanks. I gave up drinking.

You could argue he done it to curry favor with the guards.

Or maybe make a few friends among us cons.

Me?

I think he did it just to feel normal again

if only for a short while.

I King me.

-Chess. Now there's a game of kings. -What?

Civilized. Strategic.

And a total fucking mystery. I hate it.

Let me teach you someday.

Sure.

We could get a board together.

You're talking to the right man. I can get things, right?

We might do business on a board, and I'll carve the pieces myself.

One side in alabaster, one in soapstone. What do you think?

I think it'll take years.

Years I got. What I don't have are the rocks.

Pickings are pretty slim in the yard.

Pebbles, mostly.

We're getting to be kind of friends, aren't we?

Yeah, I guess.

Can I ask you something?

Why'd you do it?

I'm innocent, Red.

Just like everybody else here.

What are you in for?

Murder. Same as you.

Innocent?

Only guilty man in Shawshank.

A

Where's the canary?

How did you know?

-How did I know what? -So you don't know.

Come.

This is where the canary is.

Quite a surprise to hear a woman singing in my house, eh?

That's quite a

surprise.

Red

Wait, wait.

Here she comes.

I like this part when she does that shit with her hair.

I know. I've seen it three times this month.

Gilda, are you decent?

Me?

God, I love it.

I understand you're a man that knows how to get things.

I'm known to locate certain things from time to time. What do you want? -Rita Hayworth. -What?

Can you get her?

So this is Johnny Farrell. I've heard a lot about you.

-Take a few weeks. -Weeks?

I don't have her stuffed down the front of my pants right now, sorry to say. But I'll get her.

Relax.

Thanks.

-Get out! -I got to change reels!

I said fuck off!

Ain't you going to scream?

Let's get this over with.

He broke my fucking nose!

Now

I'm going to open my fly

and you'll swallow what I give you to swallow.

Then you'll swallow Rooster's. You broke his nose.

He ought to have something to show for it.

You put it in my mouth, you lose it.

No, you don't understand.

Do that and I'll put all eight inches of this in your ear.

All right, but you should know that sudden, serious brain injury

causes the victim to bite down hard.

In fact, I hear the bite reflex is so strong

they have to pry the victim's jaws open

with a crowbar.

Where do you get this shit?

I read it.

You know how to read, you ignorant fuck?

Honey!

You shouldn't!

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.

Andy spent a month in the infirmary.

Bogs spent a week in the hole.

Time's up, Bogs.

It's your world, boss.

Return to your cellblocks for evening count.

All prisoners report for lock down.

What?

-Where's he going? -Grab his ankles.

No help!

Two things never happened again after that.

The Sisters never laid a finger on Andy again.

And Bogs would never walk again.

They transferred him to a minimum-security hospital upstate.

To my knowledge, he lived out the rest of his days

drinking his food through a straw.

Andy could use a nice welcome back when he gets out of the infirmary. Sounds good to us.

I figure we owe him that much for the beer.

The man likes to play chess.

Let's get him some rocks.

Guys!

I got one.

I got one. Look!

Heywood, that isn't soapstone! And it ain't alabaster either. What are you, a fucking geologist?

He's right. It ain't.

-What the hell is it then? -It's a horse apple.

-Bullshit! -No, horseshit.

Petrified.

God

Damn!

Despite a few hitches, the boys came through in fine style. And by the weekend he was due back

we had enough rocks saved up to keep him busy till rapture. Also got a big shipment in that week.

Cigarettes

chewing gum

sipping whisky

playing cards with naked ladies on them. You name it.

And of course, the most important item:

Rita Hayworth herself.

Wake up

Heads up. They're tossing cells.

Heads up. They're tossing cells!

119.

123.

Bible

On your feet.

Face the wall.

Turn around and face the warden.

Pleased to see you reading this.

Any favorite passages?

"Watch ye, therefore, for ye know not

when the master of the house cometh."

Mark 13:35.

I've always liked that one.

But I prefer

"I am the light of the world.

Ye that followeth me shall have the light of life."

John, chapter 8, verse 12.

I hear you're good with numbers.

How nice.

Man should have a skill.

Explain this.

It's called a rock blanket. It's for shaping and polishing rocks.

A little hobby of mine.

It's pretty clean.

Some contraband here, but nothing to get in a twist over.

I can't say I approve of this.

But I suppose

exceptions can be made.

Lock them up!

I almost forgot.

I'd hate to deprive you of this.

Salvation lies within.

Yes, sir.

Tossing cells was just an excuse.

Truth is

Norton wanted to size Andy up.

My wife made that in church group.

Very nice, sir.

You enjoy working the laundry?

No, sir. Not especially.

Perhaps we can find something more

befitting a man of your education.

Hey, Jake. Where's Brooks?

I thought I heard you out here.

I've been reassigned to you.

I know, they told me.

Ain't that a kick in the head?

Well, I'll give you the dime tour.

Come on.

Well, here she is.

The Shawshank Prison Library.

National Geographics

Reader's Digest condensed books

and Louis L'Amour.

Look magazine.

Erle Stanley Gardners.

Every evening I load up the cart and make my rounds.

I enter the names on this clipboard here.

Easy, peasy, Japanese-y.

-Any questions? -How long have you been librarian?

I come here in '05, and they made me librarian in 1912.

And have you ever had an assistant?

No. Not much to it, really.

Why me? Why now?

I don't know.

But it'd be nice to have some company down here.

Dufresne

That's him. That's the one.

I'm Dekins.

I was thinking

about setting up some kind of trust fund for my kids' educations.

I see.

Why don't we have a seat and talk it over.

Do you have a piece of paper and a pencil?

Thanks.

So

Mister Dekins

And then Andy says, "Mr. Dekins

do you want your sons to go to Harvard or Yale?"

He didn't say that!

As God as my witness!

Dekins blinked for a second

then he laughed and actually shook Andy's hand.

-My ass! -Shook his hand.

I tell you, I near soiled myself!

All he needed was a suit and tie and a jiggly hula gal on his desk

he'd have been "Mr. Dufresne," if you please.

Making a few friends?

I wouldn't say "friends."

I'm a convicted murderer who provides sound financial planning.

It's a wonderful pet to have.

Got you out of the laundry, though.

It might do more than that.

How about expanding the library. Get some new books.

If you ask for something, ask for a pool table.

yes

How do you expect to do that? I mean

get new books in here, "Mr. Dufresne, if you please."

I'll ask the warden for funds.

Six wardens have been through here in my tenure, and I've learned

one immutable, universal truth:

Not one born whose asshole

wouldn't pucker up tighter than a snare drum when you ask for funds.

-The budget's stretched thin as it is. -I see.

Maybe I could write the state senate and request funds from them.

They have only three ways to spend the taxpayers' money for prisons:

More walls, more bars, more guards.

I'd like to try, with permission. A letter a week.

-They can't ignore me forever. -Sure can.

But you write your letters if it makes you happy.

I'll even mail them for you. How's that?

So Andy started writing a letter a week

just like he said.

And like Norton said

Andy got no answers.

The following April, he did tax returns for half the guards at Shawshank. Year after that, he did them all

including the warden's.

Year after that, they rescheduled the intramural season

to coincide with tax season.

The guards on the opposing teams all remembered to bring their W-2s.

So Moresby Prison

issued you a gun, but you paid for it.

Right. The holster too.

That's tax-deductible. You can write that off.

Yes, sir! Andy was a regular cottage industry.

In fact, it got so busy at tax time, he was allowed a staff.

Could you hand me a stack of 1040s?

Got me out of the wood shop a month out of the year, and that was fine by me.

And still, he kept sending those letters.

It's Brooks.

Watch the door.

Please, Brooks.

-Calm the fuck down. -Stay back!

-Stay back, goddamn it! -What's going on?

One second he's fine, then out come the knives.

We can talk about this, right?

There's nothing to talk about. I'll cut his fucking throat. What's he done to you?

It's what they done!

I got no choice.

You won't hurt Heywood. We all know that.

-Right, Heywood? -Sure.

He's a friend of yours, and Brooks is a reasonable man. -Right, guys? -Yes.

So put the knife down. Look at me.

Put the knife down.

Look at his neck, for God's sake.

Look at his neck. He's bleeding.

It's the only way

they'd let me stay.

This is crazy. You don't want to do this.

Put it, put it down.

Take it easy.

You'll be all right.

Him? What about me?

Crazy old fool damn near cut my throat!

You've had worse from shaving.

What did you do to set him off?

Nothing. I come in here to say farewell.

Ain't you heard? His parole's come through.

I just don't understand what happened in there.

Old man's crazy as a rat in a tin shithouse.

That's enough out of you.

-Heard he had you shitting your pants. -Fuck you. IKnock it off.

Brooks ain't no bug.

he is just

institutionalized.

"Institutionalized," my ass.

The man's been in here 50 years, Heywood, 50 years! This is all he knows.

In here, he's an important man

an educated man.

Outside, he's nothing.

Just a used-up con with arthritis in both hands. Probably couldn't get a library card if he tried.

You know what I'm trying to say?

I do believe you're talking out of your ass.

You believe whatever you want.

But I tell you these walls are funny.

First you hate them.

Then you get used to them.

Enough time passes

you get so you depend on them.

That's "institutionalized."

Shit.

-I could never get like that. -Oh, yeah?

Wait till you've been here as long as Brooks.

Goddamn right.

They send you here for life

that's exactly what they take.

Part that counts, anyway.

I can't take care of you no more, Jake.

You go on now.

You're free.

You're free.

Good luck, Brooksie.

Dear fellas:

I can't believe how fast things move on the outside.

Watch it, old-timer! Want to get killed?

I saw an automobile once when I was a kid

but now they're everywhere.

The world went and got itself in a big damn hurry.

The parole board got me into this halfway house

called "The Brewer"

and a job

bagging groceries at the Food-Way.

It's hard work and I try to keep up

..but my hands hurt most of the time.

Make sure your man double-bags.

Last time, the bottom near came out.

Make sure you double-bag like the lady says. understand?

Yes, sir. Surely will.

I don't think the store manager likes me very much.

Sometimes after work, I go to the park and feed the birds.

I keep thinking

Jake might just show up and say hello.

But he never does.

I hope, wherever he is, he's doing okay and making new friends.

I have trouble sleeping at night.

I have bad dreams like I'm falling.

I wake up scared.

Sometimes it takes me a while to remember where I am.

Maybe I should get a gun and rob the Food-Way so they'd send me home.

I could shoot the manager while I was at it. Sort of like a bonus.

I guess I'm too old for that sort of nonsense anymore.

I don't like it here.

I'm tired of being afraid all the time. I've decided

not to stay.

I doubt they'll kick up any fuss

not for an old crook like me.

Brook was here

"I doubt they'll kick up any fuss, not for an old crook like me.

P.S. Tell Heywood I'm sorry I put a knife to his throat.

No hard feelings. Brooks."

He should have died in here.

What the fuck have you done?

It's a goddamn mess, I'll tell you that.

-What's all this? -You tell me. They're addressed to you.

Take it.

"Dear Mr. Dufresne:

In response to your inquiries

the state has allocated the enclosed funds for your library project."

This is $ 200.

"In addition, the library district has generously responded

with a donation of used books and sundries.

We trust this will fill your needs. We now consider the matter closed. Please stop sending us letters."

Clear all this out before the warden gets back.

Yes, sir.

Good for you, Andy.

Wow!

It only took six years.

From now on, I'll write two letters a week instead of one.

I believe you're crazy enough. Get this stuff out

like he said. I've got to pinch a loaf.

When I come back

this is all gone, all right?

Do you hear that?

Dufresne!

Andy, let me out!

Andy

I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I don't want to know.

Some things are best left unsaid.

I like to think it was something so beautiful

it can't be expressed in words

and makes your heart ache because of it.

I tell you, those voices soared

higher and farther than anybody in a gray place dares to dream.

It was like a beautiful bird flapped into our drab cage

and made those walls dissolve away.

And for the briefest of moments

every last man at Shawshank felt free.

It pissed the warden off something awful.

Open the door.

Open it up!

Dufresne, open this door!

Turn that off!

I am warning you. Turn that off!

Dufresne

You're mine now.

Andy got two weeks in the hole for that little stunt.

On your feet.

-Hey, look who's here. -Maestro!

You couldn't play something good, huh? Like Hank Williams?

They broke the door down before I could take requests.

-Was it worth two weeks? -Easiest time I ever did.

-No such thing as easy time in the hole. -A week in the hole is like a year. -Damn straight. -I had Mr. Mozart to keep me company.

So they let you tote that record player down there, huh?

It was in here.

In here.

That's the beauty of music. They

can't get that from you.

Haven't you ever felt that way about music?

Well, I played a mean harmonica as a younger man.

Lost interest in it, though.

Didn't make much sense in here.

Here's where it makes the most sense.

You need it so you don't forget.

Forget?

Forget that there are

places

in the world that aren't made out of stone.

There's something

inside

that they can't get to

that they can't touch.

That's yours.

What are you talking about?

Hope.

Hope.

Let me tell you something, my friend.

Hope is a dangerous thing.

Hope can drive a man insane.

It's got no use on the inside.

You'd better get used to that idea.

Like Brooks did?

Sit down.

Says here that you've served 30 years of a life sentence.

You feel you've been rehabilitated?

Oh, yes, sir.

Without a doubt.

I can honestly say I'm a changed man.

No danger to society here.

God's honest truth.

Absolutely rehabilitated.

Thirty years.

Jesus, when you say it like that

You wonder where it went.

I wonder where 10 years went.

Here.

A little parole rejection present.

Go ahead and open it.

Went through one of your competitors.

I hope you don't mind. I wanted it to be a surprise.

It's very pretty.

Thank you.

You going to play it?

No.

Not right now.

Roll in!

Lights out!

Andy was as good as his word.

He wrote two letters a week instead of one.

In 1959, the state senate finally clued in to the fact

they couldn't buy him off with just a $ 200 check. Appropriations Committee voted an annual payment of $500 just to shut him up.

And you'd be amazed how far Andy could stretch it.

He made deals with book clubs, charity groups.

He bought remaindered books by the pound

Treasure Island.

Robert Louis

Stevenson.

Fiction, adventure.

What's next?

I got here Auto Repair

and Soap Carving.

Trade skills and hobbies. Under "Educational," behind you. Count of Monte Crisco.

That's "Cristo," you dumb shit.

By Alexandree

Dum-ass.

Dumb ass.

Dumb ass?

Dumas. I Know what that's about?

You'd like it. It's about a prison break.

We ought to file that under "Educational" too, oughtn't we? The rest of us did our best to pitch in when and where we could. By the year Kennedy was shot

Andy had transformed a storage room smelling of turpentine into the best prison library in New England

complete with a fine selection of Hank Williams.

That was also when Warden Norton

instituted his famous "Inside Out" program.

You may remember reading about it.

It made the papers and got his picture in Look magazine.

It's no free ride

but rather a genuine progressive advance

in corrections and rehabilitation.

Our inmates, properly supervised

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肖申克的救赎经典语录 1、瑞德话外音：我们坐在太阳下，感觉就像自由人。见鬼，我好像就是在修自己家的房顶。我们是创造的主人。而安迪――他在这间歇中蹲在绿荫下，一丝奇特的微笑挂在脸上，看着我们喝他的啤酒。――肖申克的救赎经典台词 2、瑞德旁白：你会说他做这些是为了讨好看守。或者也许是为了同我们搞好关系。而我则认为他只是为了再度体验一下正常人的感觉，哪怕只是为了短短的片刻。――肖申克的救赎经典语录 3、我不得不提醒自己有些鸟是不能关在笼子里的，他们的羽毛太漂亮了，当他们飞走的时候……你会觉得把他们关起来是种罪恶，但是，他们不在了你会感到寂寞，可是我只是想我的朋友了…… 4、懦怯囚禁人的灵魂，希望可以令你感受自由。强者自救，圣者渡人。 5、我无时无刻不对自己的所作所为深感内疚，这不是因为我在这里(监狱)，也不是讨好你们(假释官)。回首曾经走过的弯路，我多么想对那个犯下重罪的愚蠢的年轻人说些什么，告诉他我现在的感受，告诉他还可以有其他的方式解决问题。可是，我做不到了。那个年轻人早已淹没在岁月的长河里，只留下一个老人孤独地面对过去。重新做人?

骗人罢了!小子，别再浪费我的时间了，盖你的章吧，说实话，我不在乎。 6、有些鸟注定是不会被关在笼子里的，因为它们的每一片羽毛都闪耀着自由的光辉。 7、希望是美好的事物，也许是世上最美好的事物，美好的事物从不消逝。 8、不要忘了，这个世界穿透一切高墙的东西，它就在我们的内心深处，他们无法达到，也接触不到，那就是希望。 9、希望是美好的，也许是人间至善，而美好的事物永不消逝。 10、监狱生活充满了一段又一段的例行公事。 11、人生可以归结为一种简单的选择：不是忙着活，就是忙着死。 12、这些墙很有趣。刚入狱的时候，你痛恨周围的高墙;慢慢地，你习惯了生活在其中;最终你会发现自己不得不依靠它而生存。这就叫体制化。 13、我发现自己是如此的激动，以至于不能安坐或思考。我想只有那些重获自由即将踏上新征程的人们才能感受到这种即将揭开未来神秘面纱的激动心情。我希望跨越边境，与朋友相见握手。我希望太平洋的海水如同梦中一样的蓝。我希望。

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《肖申克的救赎》经典台词汇总 寄语：肖申克的救赎，故事发生在1947年，银行家安迪被指控枪杀了妻子及其情人，安迪被判无期徒刑，这意味着他将在肖恩克监狱中渡过余生。但是他从来没有放弃希望，猜到了开头，却没猜到结局结局让人意想不到，不剧透，大家有时间去看看这部经典影片吧。 1. Red，记住，希望是件美丽的东西，也许是最好的东西。美好的东西是永远不会死的。 2. 恐惧让你沦为囚犯，希望让你重获自由。 3. A diploma is not necessarily can create a person, just as a prison may not be defeated every one. 4. 瑞德读安迪留下的条子：记住，瑞德，希望是件美丽的东西，也许是最好的东西。美好的东西是永远不会死的。 5. 瑞德话外音：这些高墙还真是有点意思。一开始你恨它，然后你对它就习惯了。等相当的时间过去后，你还会依赖它。 6. 要么忙着生，要么忙着死。 7. Red reading a note left by Andy: Remember, Red, hope is good thing, mabye the best of things. And no good thing ever dies. 8. 这就是意义所在。你需要它，就好像自己不要忘记。忘记世上还有不是用石头围起来的地方。忘记自己的内心还有你自己的东西，他们碰不到的东西。 9. 我希望太平洋就和我梦中所见的一样蔚蓝。 10. 希望是好东西，也许是最好的东西，好的东西是不会轻易逝去。 11. Red narrating: We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like freemen. h*ll, we could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses. We 12. I've had some long nights in stir. 13. I think the only free man can feel this kind of excitement, a free man step on a long journey, towards the uncertain future.

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《肖申克的救赎》经典台词(中英双语) 1、I guess it comes down to a simple choice: get busy living or get busy dying. 生命可以归结为一种简单的选择：要么忙于生存，要么赶着去死。 2、These walls are kind of funny like that. First you hate them, then you get used to them. Enough time passed, get so you depend on them. That`s institutionalized. 监狱里的高墙实在是很有趣。刚入狱的时候，你痛恨周围的高墙；慢慢地，你习惯了生活在其中；最终你会发现自己不得不依靠它而生存，这就是体制化。 3、Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free. A strong man can save himself. A great man can save another. 懦怯囚禁人的灵魂，希望可以感受自由。强者自救，圣者渡人。 4、I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I don’t want to know. Some things are better left unsaid.I’d like to think they were singing about somethings so beautiful,it can" t expressed in words，and it makes your heart ache because of it.I tell you, th ose voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a great place dares to dr eam. It was as if some beautiful bird had flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man is Shawshank felt free. 到今天我还不知道那两个意大利娘们在唱些什么，其实，我也不想知道。有些东西还是留着不说为妙。我像她们该是在唱一些非常美妙动人的故事，美妙得难以用言语来表达，美妙的让你心痛。告诉你吧，这些声音直插云霄，飞得比任何一个人敢想的梦还要遥远。就像一些美丽的鸟儿扑扇着翅膀来到我们褐色牢笼，让那些墙壁消失得无影无踪。就在那一刹那，鲨堡监狱的每一个人都感到了自由。

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Andy: My wife used to say I'm a hard man to know. Like a closed book. Complained about it all the time. She was beautiful. God, I loved her. I didn't know how to show it, that's all. I killed her, Red. I didn't pull the trigger... ...but I drove her away. That's why she died, because of me... ...the way I am. Red: That don't make you a murderer. Bad husband, maybe. Feel bad about it if you want, but you didn't pull the trigger. A: No, I didn't. Somebody else did. And I wound up in here. Bad luck, I guess. It floats around. It's got to land on somebody.

It was my turn, that's all. I was in the path of the tornado. I just didn't expect the storm would last as long as it has. Think you'll ever get out of here? R: Me? Yeah. One day, when I got a long, white beard... ...and two or three marbles rolling around upstairs. A: I tell you where I'd go. Zihuatanejo. R: Say what? A: Zihuatanejo. It's in Mexico. A little place on the Pacific Ocean. You know what the Mexicans say about the Pacific? They say it has no memory. That's where I want to live the rest of my life. A warm place with no memory. Open up a little hotel... ...right on the beach.

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肖申克的救赎经典台词英语版 1、I guess it comes down to a simple choice:get busy living or get busy dying. 生命可以归结为一种简单的选择：要么忙于生存，要么赶着去死。 2、These walls are kind of funny like that. First you hate them, then you get used to them. Enough time passed, get so you depend on them. That`s institution alized. 监狱里的高墙实在是很有趣。刚入狱的时候，你痛恨周围的高墙；慢慢地，你习惯了生活在其中；最终你会发现自己不得不依靠它而生存。这就是体制化。 3、Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free. A strong man can save himself. A great man can save another. 译文：懦怯囚禁人的灵魂，希望可以感受自由。强者自救，圣者渡人。 4、I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I don’t want to know. Some things are better left unsaid.I’d like to think they were singing about somethings so beautiful,it can" t expressed in words,and it makes your heart ache because of it.I tell you, th ose voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a great place dares to dr eam. It was as if some beautiful bird had flapped into our drab little cage an d made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man is Shawshank felt free. 到今天我还不知道那两个意大利娘们在唱些什么，其实，我也不想知道。有些东西还是留着不说为妙。我像她们该是在唱一些非常美妙动人的故事，美妙得难以用言语来表达，美妙的让你心痛。告诉你吧，这些声音直插云霄，飞得比任何一个人敢想的梦还要遥远。就像一些美丽的鸟儿扑扇着翅膀来到我们褐色牢笼，让那些墙壁消失得无影无踪。就在那一刹那，鲨堡监狱的每一个人都感到了自由。 5、（On playing opera records in the prison） Andy Dufresne: Here’s where it makes the most sense. You need it so you don"t foget. Foget that there are palce in the world that aren’t made out of stone That there’s a---there’s a---there’s something inside that’s yours, that they can’t touch. (在监狱里放歌剧唱片) 安迪.杜德兰:这就是意义所在。你需要它，就好像自己不要忘记。忘记世上还有不是用石头围起来的地方。忘记自己的内心还有你自己的东西，他们碰不到的东西。 6、Andy Dufresne: That’s the beauty of music. They can’t take that away from you.

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The Shawshank Redemption L: Mr Dufresne.descibe the confrontation you had with you wife the night she was murdered? D: It was very bitter. she said she was glad I knew, that she hated all the sneaking around. and she said that she wanted a divorce in Reno. L: what was you response? D: I told her . I would not grant one. L: “I will see you in hell befor I see you in Reno”. Those were your words according to your neighbors. D: If they say so.i really don’t remember. I was upset. L: What happened afte you argued whith your wife? D: She packed a bag to go and stay with Mr. Quentin. L: Glenn Quentin, golf pro at the Snowden Hills Hounty club.whom you had discovered was your wife’s lover. Did you follow her? D: I went to a few bars first, later, I drove to his house to confront them,they weren’t home.i parked in the turnout and waited. L: With what intention? D: I am not sure, I was confused drunk, I think mostly I wanted to scare them. L: when they arrived,you went up to the house and murdered them. D: No,I ws sobering up. L: I got back in the car and I drove home to sleep it off. D: along the way I throw my gun into the Royal river. i have been very clear on this point. L: But well, I get hazy where the cleaning woman shows up the following morning and finds your wife in bed whith her lover riddled with 38-caliber bultete. Doses that strike you as a fantatic coincidence of is it just me. D: Yes, it does. L: yet you still maintain you throw your gun into the river befor the murders took place. that’s very convenient. D: It’s the truth. L: The police dragged that river for three days,and nary a gun was found. So no comparison could be made between your gun and bullets take from the bloodstained corpses go the victims and that also is very convenient,Isn’t it? Mr Dufresne. D: since I am innocent of this crime so I find it decidedly inconvenient that gun was never found. L: ladies and gentlemen, you’ve heard all the evidence you know in the facts we have the accused that the scene of the crime, we have footprints bullets on the ground bearing his fingerprints a broken bourbon bottle likewise with fingerprints and most of all we have a beautiful young women and he lover lying dead in each other’s arms.they had sinned but was the’ve crime so great as to merit to death sentence?while you think about that think about this:A revolver holds six bullets, bot eight. I submit this was not a hot-blooded crime of passion that at least could be understood if not condoned. No, this was revenge of a much more brutal cold-blooded nature. consider this: four bullets per victim no six shots fired, but eight, that means that he fired the gun empty and then stopped to reload. So that he could shoot each of them again. an extra bullet per lover right in head. J: You strike me was a particularly icy and remoseless man, Mr Dufresne. I chills my blood just to took at you,by the power vested in me the state of Maine, I hereby order you serve two life sentences back-to-back one for each of your victims, so bi it.

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-Lawyer: Mr Dufresne, describe the confrontation you had with your wife the night she was murdered. confrontation: 对审murder: 谋杀 Mr Dufresne，描述一下你太太被谋杀当晚，你曾和她谈过些什么？ -Andy: It was very bitter. She said she was glad I knew, that she hated all the sneaking around. bitter: 苦的,痛苦的sneaking: 秘密的，不公开的 一些很糟糕的话，她说她很高兴我已知道，她不想再偷偷摸摸了。 And she said that she wanted a divorce in Reno. divorce: 离婚Reno: 里诺(美国有名的“离婚城市”, 在内华达州西部, 凡欲离婚者, 只须在该市住满三个月, 即可离婚) 她说她想离婚。 -Lawyer: What was your response? response: 反应 你当时有什么反应？ -Andy: I told her I would not grant one. grant：同意 我对她说我不会同意的， -Lawyer: I'll see you in hell before I see you in Reno. Those were your words, according to your neighbors. neighbor: 邻居hell: 地狱 “在我看见你在雷诺市前，下地狱吧！”你的邻居曾听你说过这些话吧？ -Andy: If they say so. I really don't remember. I was upset. upset:不高兴 随他们怎么说，我当时很不开心，什么都不记得了。 -Lawyer: What happened after you argued with your wife? argue with: 与……吵架 你和太太争吵后发生了什么事？ -Andy: She packed a bag. She packed a bag to go and stay with Mr. Quentin. pack:塞满了...的 她收拾好行李，到Quentin先生家里去了。 -Lawyer: Glenn Quentin, golf pro at the Snowden Hills Country Club whom you had discovered was your wife's lover. golf pro: 【职业高尔夫教练】[Professional golfer –from Wikipedia] a golf pro 高尔夫球职业选手 Glenn Quentin，职业高尔夫教练，你知道他是你妻子的情人。 Did you follow her? follow: 追踪 你跟踪她了吗？ -Andy: I went to a few bars first. Later, I drove to his house to confront them. They weren't home. bar: 酒吧confront: 面对 我先去了几间酒吧找，接着，我开车去了Quentin家，但他们不在家里。 I parked in the turnout and waited. park: 停车turnout:岔路口 我把车停在街角，等在那里。

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肖申克的救赎台词肖申克的救赎经典台词中英把信仰交给上帝，烂命交给我。 The belief in God, bad life to me. 希望是美好的，也许是人间至善，而美好的事物永不消逝。 Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. 希望是人类最美好的拥有，只要自己不放弃，希望就会永远相伴相随。 Hope is the most beautiful people have, as long as they do not give up, hope will always be aompanied by. 记着，希望是件好东西，没准儿是件最好的东西，而且从没有一样好东西会消逝! Remember, hope is a good stuff, maybe the best thing, and no good stuff will fade away! 有些鸟是注定不会被关在笼子里的，因为它们的每一片羽毛都闪耀着自由的光辉。 Some birds are not meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright. 一纸文凭不见得就可以造就一个人，正如同牢狱生涯也不见得会打垮每一个人。 A diploma is not necessarily can create a person, just as a prison may not be defeated every one.

每个人都是自己的上苍。如果你自己都放弃自己，还有谁会救你?强者自救，圣者渡人。 Every man is his own God. If you give up yourself, who else will save you? A strong man can save. 我得经常同自己说，有些鸟儿是关不住的。它们的羽毛太鲜亮了。当它们飞走的时候，你心底里知道把它们关起来是一种罪恶，你会因此而振奋。不过，它们一走，你住的地方也就更加灰暗空虚。我觉得我真是怀念我的朋友。 I have to say to myself that some birds aren't very close. Their feathers are just too bright. When they fly away, you know it's a sin to lock them up, and you'll be inspired by them. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I think I really miss my friends. 你知道，有些鸟儿是注定不会被关在牢笼里的，它们的每一片羽 毛都闪耀着自由的光辉。 You know some birds are not meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright. 这些墙很有趣。刚入狱的时候，你痛恨周围的高墙;慢慢地，你习惯了生活在其中;最终你会发现自己不得不依靠它而生存。这就叫体 制化。

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ANDY安迪 My wife used to say I'm a hard man to know. Like a closed book. Complained about it all the time. (pause) She was beautiful. I loved her. But I guess I couldn't show it enough. (softly) I killed her, Red. “我妻子曾说我是个难于理解的人,像一本合着的书,她总在抱怨。(停了一下)她很美,我爱她,但是也许我表示的不够。(轻轻地)是我杀了她,瑞德。” ANDY安迪 I didn't pull the trigger. But I drove her away. That's why she died. Because of me, the way I am. “不是我开的枪,但是我把她赶走的,那是 她死去的原因。因为我,因为我那样对她。” RED瑞德 That don't make you a murderer. Bad husband, maybe. “那你并不是凶手,顶多是个不好的丈夫。” Feel bad about it if you want. But you didn't pull the trigger. “你可以为此难过,但不是你开的枪。” ANDY安迪 No. I didn't. Someone else did, and I wound up here. Bad luck, I guess. “是的,不是我开的。别人杀了她,我却在这里受罪。我想是运气不好吧。”

肖申克的救赎经典句子

肖申克的救赎经典句子 1、希望是件好事，也许是最美好的事，而且美好的事情永不磨灭。 2、怯懦囚禁灵魂，希望还你自由。 3、懦怯囚禁人的灵魂，希望可以令你感受自由。强者自救，圣者渡人。 4、有的人的羽翼是如此光辉，即使世界上最黑暗的牢狱，也无法长久地将他围困！ 5、希望是美好的，也许是人间至善，而美好的事物永不消逝。 6、你知道，有些鸟儿是注定不会被关在牢笼里的，它们的每一片羽毛都闪耀着自由的光辉。 7、我想我只有一个选择：要么忙着生存，要么忙着死。 8、我回首过往，那个犯下重罪的小笨蛋。我多想和他谈谈，想给他讲讲人生的道理，告诉他什么是对是错。可我办不到，那孩子消失了，只剩下我一个垂老之躯。 9、那是没有回忆的海洋，我将在那，度此余生。 10、我希望太平洋就和我梦中所见的一样蔚蓝。 11、重要的事往往最难以启齿，因为言语会缩小其重要性；要让素昧平生的人在意你生命中的美好事物，原本就不容易。

12、这些墙很有趣。刚入狱的时候，你痛恨周围的高墙；慢慢地，你习惯了生活在其中；最终你会发现自己不得不依靠它而生存。这就叫体制化。 13、我希望我能越过边境，我希望太平洋同我梦想的一样蔚蓝，我希望再见我的朋友，同他握手，我希望。 14、万物之中，希望最美；最美之物，永不凋零。 15、你会说他做这些是为了讨好看守。或者也许是为了同我们搞好关系。而我则认为他只是为了再度体验一下正常人的感觉，哪怕只是为了短短的片刻。 16、有的鸟终究是关不住的，因为他们的羽翼太过光辉，当他们飞走时，你会由衷的祝贺他们获享自由；然而无奈的是：你得继续在这无聊之地苟且偷生。 17、人们都说那里没有回忆。我想在那里度过余生。一个没有回忆的温暖之地。 18、希望是件美丽的东西，也许是最好的东西，而美好的东西是永远不会消逝的。 19、不要忘了，这个世界穿透一切高墙的东西，它就在我们的内心深处，他们无法达到，也接触不到，那就是希望。

肖申克救赎经典台词

肖申克救赎经典台词 经典台词 经典电影台词 相声经典台词 经典语录 1、It takes a strong man to save himself, and a great man to save another. 强者自救，圣者渡人 2、Fear can hold you prisoner,hope can set you free.

怯懦囚禁灵魂,希望还你自由. 3、 Keep busy living ,or get busy dying. 忙着去活,或着赶着去死。 4、 Every man's got a breaking point. 每个人的忍耐都会有限度的。 5、Hope is a good thing,mybe the best of things,and no good things every dies. 希望是美好的事情，也许是人间至善，而美好的事物永不消逝。

6、I guess it comes down to a simple choice:get busy living or get busy dying. 生命可以归结为一种简单的选择：要么忙于生存，要么赶着去死。 7、Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free. A strong man can save himself. A great man can save another. 译文：懦怯囚禁人的灵魂，希望可以感受自由。强者自救，圣者渡人。 8、Andy Dufresne: That’s the beauty of music. They can’t take that away from you. 安迪.杜德兰：这就是音乐的美丽。他们无法把这种美丽从你那里夺去。

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The Shawshank Redemption Mr Dufresne, describe the confrontation you had with your wife the night she was murdered. It was very bitter. She said she was glad I knew, that she hated all the sneaking around. And she said that she wanted a divorce in Reno. - What was your response? - I told her I would not grant one. "I'll see you in hell before I see you in Reno." Those were the words you used, Mr Dufresne, according to the testimony of your neighbors. If they say so. I really don't remember. I was upset. What happened after you argued with your wife? She packed a bag... She packed a bag to go and stay with Mr Quentin. Glenn Quentin, golf pro at the Snowden Hills Country Club whom you had discovered was your wife's lover. Did you follow her? I went to a few bars first. Later, I drove to his house to confront them. They weren't home. I parked in the turnout and waited. With what intention? I'm not sure. I was confused drunk. I think mostly I wanted to scare them. When they arrived, you went up to the house and murdered them. was sobering up. I got back in the car and I drove home to sleep it off. Along the way, I stopped and threw my gun into the Royal River. I feel I've been very clear on this point. Well where I get hazy where the cleaning woman shows up the following morning and finds your wife in bed with her lover riddled with point 38-caliber bullets. Does that strike you as a fantastic coincidence, Mr Dufresne, or is it just me? Yes, it does. Yet you still maintain you threw your gun into the river before the murders took place. That's very convenient. It's the truth. The police dragged that river for three days, and nary a gun was found So there is no comparison could be made between your gun and the bullets taken from the bloodstained corpses of the victims. And that also is very convenient. Isn't it, Mr Dufresne? Since I am innocent of this crime So I find it decidedly inconvenient that the gun was never found. Ladies and gentlemen, you've heard all the evidence. You know all the facts. We have the accused at the scene of the crime. We have footprints. Tire tracks. Bullets scattered on the ground bearing his fingerprints. A broken bourbon bottle, likewise with fingerprints. And most of all We have a beautiful young woman and her lover lying dead in each other's arms. They had sinned. But was their crime so great as to merit a death sentence? While you think about that... think about this A revolver holds six bullets, not eight. I submit that this was not a hot-blooded crime of passion. That at least could be understood, if not condoned. No. This was revenge of a much more brutal, cold-blooded nature. Consider this Four bullets per victim. Not six shots fired, but eight. That means that he fired the gun empty and then stopped to reload so that he could shoot each of them again. An extra bullet per lover right in the head. 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! Sit. We see by your file you've served years of a life sentence? - Yes, sir. - You feel you've been rehabilitated? Oh yes sir. Absolutely, sir. I mean, I learned my lesson. I can honestly say that I'm a changed man. I'm no longer a danger to society. That's God's honest truth. Hey, Red. How'd it go? Same old shit, different day. Yeah, I know how you feel. I'm up for rejection next week. Yeah, I got rejected last week. It happens. Hey, Red, bump me a deck. Get out of my face, man! You're into me for five packs already. Four! Five! There must be a con like me in every prison in America. I'm the guy who can get it for you. Cigarettes, a bag of reefer, if that's your thing a bottle of brandy to celebrate your kid's high school graduation. Damn near anything within reason. Yes, sir! I'm a regular Sears and Roebuck. So when Andy Dufresne came to me in and asked me to smuggle Rita Hayworth into the prison for him I told him, "No problem." Andy came to Shawshank Prison in early for murdering his wife and the fella she was banging. On the outside, he've been vice president of a large Portland bank. Good work for a man as young as he was Hey, Red You speak English, butt-steak? You follow this officer. I never seen such a sorry-Iooking heap of maggot shit in all my life. Hey, fish! Come over here! Tak'in bets today, Red? Smokes or coin? Bettor's choice. Smokes. Put me down for two. All right, who's your horse? That little sack of shit. Eighth. - Eighth from the front He'll be first. - Oh bullshit! I'll take that action. - yeth, me too. You're out some smokes, son. Let me tell you. Oh Heywood, If you're so smart, you call it. I'll take that chubby fat-ass there. The fifth one from the front. Put me down for a quarter deck. Fresh fish today! We're reeling them in! I admit I didn't think much of Andy first time I laid eyes on him. Looked like a stiff breeze would blow him over. That was my first impression of the man. What do you say? Red