211 INT -- CELLBLOCK FIVE -- NIGHT (1966) 211

Andy nods to the GUARD. The guard BUZZES him through.

212 INT -- RED'S CELL -- NIGHT (1966) 212

Red hears Andy coming, moves to the bars. He watches Andy come
up to the second tier and pause before his cell.

GUARD (O.S.)
Open number twelve!

Andy gazes directly at Red. A beat of eye contact. Red shakes
his head. Don't do it. Andy smiles, eerily calm...and enters
his cell. The door closes. KA-THUMP! We hold on Red's face.

213 INT -- ANDY'S CELL -- NIGHT (1966) 213

Andy is polishing a chess piece.

VOICE (O.S.)
Lights out!

The lights bump off. He finishes polishing, holds up the piece
to admire. A pawn. He sets it down with the others -- and we
realize it's the final glance for the board. A full set.

He gazes up at Racquel and smiles. Pulls a six foot length of
rope from under his pillow. Lets it uncoil to the floor.

214 INT -- RED'S CELL -- NIGHT (1966) 214

Red sits in the dark, a bundle of nerves, trying to hold

himself still. He feels like he might scream or shake to
pieces. The seconds tick by, each an eternity.

RED (V.O.)
I have had some long nights in
stir. Alone in the dark with
nothing but your thoughts, time can
draw out like a blade...

A FLASH OF LIGHTNING outside his window sends harsh barred
shadows jittering across the cell. A storm breaking.

RED (V.O.)
That was the longest night of my
life...

215 INT -- CELLBLOCK FIVE -- MORNING (1966) 215

KA-THUMP! The master lock is thrown. The cons emerge from
their cells and the headcount begins. Red looks back to see if
Andy's in line. He's not. Suddenly the count stalls:

GUARD
Man missing on tier two! Cell 12!

The head bull, HAIG, checks his list:

HAIG
Dufresne? Get your ass out here,
boy! You're holding up the show!
(no answer)
Don't make me come down there now!
I'll thump your skull for you!

Still no answer. Glaring, Haig stalks down the tier, clipboard
in hand. His men fall in behind.

HAIG
Dufresne, dammit, you're putting me
behind! You better be sick or dead
in there, I shit you not!

They arrive at bars. Their faces go slack. Stunned. Softly:

HAIG

Oh my Holy God.

216 REVERSE ANGLE 216

reveals the cell is empty. Everything neat and tidy. Even the
bunk is stowed. They wrench the door open and rush in, tossing
the cell in a panic as if Andy might be lurking under the
Kleenex or the toothpaste. CAMERA ROCKETS IN on Haig as he
spins toward us, bellowing at the top of his lungs:

HAIG
WHAT THE FUCK!

217 INT -- NORTON'S OFFICE -- MORNING (1966) 217

Norton is kicking back with the morning paper. He notices ha
dingy his shoes are. He glances at the shoebox on the desk.
kicks his shoes off, opens the box -- and gulls out Andy's o
grimy work shoes. He stares blankly. What the fuck indeed.

An ALARM STARTS BLARING throughout the prison. He looks up.

218 EXT -- PRISON -- DAY (1966) 218

Norton and Hadley stride across the grounds, ALARM BLARING.

NORTON
I want every man on that cellblock
questioned! Start with that friend
of his!

HADLEY
who?

219 INT -- CELLBLOCK FIVE -- RED'S CELL -- DAY (1966) 219

Red watches as Norton storms up with an entourage of guards.


NORTON
Him.

Red's eyes widen. Guards yank him from his cell.

220 INT -- ANDY'S CELL -- DAY (1966) 220

Norton steps to the center of the room, working himself up
into a fine rage:

NORTON
What do you mean "he just wasn't
here?" Don't say that to me, Haig!
Don't say that to me again!

HAIG
But sir! He wasn't! He isn't!

NORTON
I can see that, Haig! You think I'm
blind? Is that what you're saying?
Am I blind, Haig?

HAIG
No sir!

Norton grabs the clipboard and thrusts it at Hadley.

NORTON
What about you? You blind? Tell me
what this is!

HADLEY
Last night's count.

NORTON
You see Dufresne's name? I sure do!
Right there, see? "Dufresne." He
was in his cell at lights out!
Stands to reason he'd still be here
this morning! I want him found! Not
tomorrow, not after breakfast! Now!

Haig scurries out, gathering men. Norton spins to Red.

NORTON
Well?

RED
Well what?

NORTON
I see you two all the time, you're
thick as thieves, you are! He
must'a said something!

RED
No sir, he didn't!

Norton spreads his arms evangelist-style, spins slowly around.

NORTON
Lord! It's a miracle! Man up and
vanished like a fart in the wind!
Nothin' left but some damn rocks on
the windowsill and that cupcake on
the wall! Let's ask her! Maybe she
knows! What say there, Fuzzy-
Britches? Feel like talking? Guess
not. Why should you be different?

Red exchanges looks with the guards. Even they're nervous.
Norton scoops a handful rocks off the sill. He hurls them at
the wall one at a time, shattering them, punctuating his words:

NORTON
It's a conspiracy! (SMASH) That's
what this is! (SMASH) It's one big
damn conspiracy! (SMASH) And
everyone's in on it! (SMASH)
Including her!

He sends the last rock whizzing right at Racquel.
No smash.

It takes a moment for this to sink in. All eyes go to her. The
rock went through her. There's a small hole in the poster
where her navel used to be.

You could hear a pin drop. Norton reaches up, sinks his finger
into the hole. He keeps pushing...and his entire hand
disappears into the wall.