61 EXT -- PRISON YARD -- THE BLEACHERS -- DAY (1949) 61

Andy and Red play checkers. Red makes his move.

RED
King me.

ANDY
Chess. Now there's a game of kings.
Civilized...strategic...

RED
...and totally fuckin'
inexplicable. Hate that game.

ANDY
Maybe you'll let me teach you
someday. I've been thinking of
getting a board together.

RED
You come to the right place. I'm
the man who can get things.

ANDY
We might do business on a board. But
the pieces, I'd like to carve those
myself. One side done in quartz...
the opposing side in limestone.

RED
That'd take you years.

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.

62 INT -- 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...

64 INT -- 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.

65 INT -- 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 fuck 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.

65 INT -- 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 fuck 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, cocks 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
Fuck! Shit! 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 fuck.

Andy gets a bootheel in the face. The Sisters start kicking
and beating the living shit 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...

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

Andy lies wrapped in bandages.

RED (V.O.)
Andy spent a month in traction.

68 INT -- 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.

69 INT -- 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 fuck,"
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.