Think you'll ever get out of here? Me? Yeah. One day, when I got a long, white beard
and two or three marbles left rolling around upstairs.
I tell you where I'd go. Zihuatanejo. Say what? 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. Buy some worthless old boat
and fix it up new. Take my guests out charter fishing. Zihuatanejo.
get things. In a place like that, I could use a man that knows how to I don't think I could make it on the outside, Andy
I'vd been in here most of my life. I'm an institutional man now. Just like Brooks was You underestimate yourself
I don't think so In here I'm the guy who can get things for you, sure, but
outside all you need is the Yellow Pages just Hell, I wouldn't know where to begin Pacific Ocean? Shit. Scare me to death, something that big.
Not me. I ain't shoot my wife and I ain't shoot her lover.
some Whatever mistakes I That hotel, the boat
made I've paid for them and then I don't think that's too much to ask.
Andy I don't think you ought to be doing
this to yourself, This is just shitty pipe dreams.
I mean Mexico is the way down there and you're in here
and that's the way it is. Yeah, right. That's the way it is.
It's down there and I'm in here. I guess it comes down to a simple choice.
Get busy living or get busy dying. If you ever get out of here, do me a favor.
Sure, Andy. Anything. Buxton is? There's a big hayfield up near Buxton. You know where
- A lot of hayfields up there. - One in particular.
end. It's got a long rock walk with a big oak tree at the north
It's like something out of a Robert Frost poem.
It's where I asked my wife to marry me. We went there for a picnic and made love under that oak and I asked and she said yes. Promise me, Red. If you ever get out find that spot. earthly business in Maine state. At the base of
that wall, there's a rock that has no Piece of black, volcanic glass.
Something's buried under it I want you to have.
What, Andy? What's buried under there?
You'll have to pry it up to see. No, I'm telling you. The guy is
He's talking funny. I'm really worried about him.
Let's keep an eye on him. himself. That's fine during the day,
but at night he's all alone Oh, Lord.
What? Andy come down to the loading dock today.
He asked me for a length of rope. Rope? Six feet long.
And you gave it to him.
Sure. Why wouldn't I? Jesus! Heywood. How could I supposed to know?
Remember Brooks Hatlen? No Andy never do that.
Never. I don't know.
Every man has his breaking point.
Lickety-split. Want to get home. Just about finished, sir. Three deposits tonight. Get my stuff down to the laundry.
And shine my shoes. - I want them looking like mirrors. - Yes, sir.
It's good having you back, Andy Place wasn't the same without you. Lights out! I've had some long nights in stir.
Alone in the dark with nothing but your thoughts
time can draw out like a blade. That was the longest night of my life.
Give me a count! Tier Man missing on tier south, clear!
Dufresne! You gets out of the cell before You hold up the show!
south, ! you! Don't make me come down or I'll thump your skull for
schedule to keep. Damn it, Dufresne, you're putting me behind! I got a You'd better be sick or dead in there. I shit you not!
You hear me? Oh, my Holy God. I want every man on this cellblock questioned.
- Start with that friend of his. - Who? Him! Open . that to me. What do
you mean, \just wasn't here\Don't say Don't say that to me again.
But sir, he wasn't. I can see that, Haig! Think I'm blind?
Is that what you're saying? - Am I blind, Haig? - No, sir! What about you. You blind? - Tell me what this is. - Last night's count.
there. You see Dufresne's name there? I sure do. See you right
\
He was in his cell
at lights out. Thing's reasonable he'd still be here in the morning.
I want him found. Not tomorrow, not after breakfast. Now!
Yes, sir. Let's go. Move your butts.
Stand. Well? Well, what?
are. I see you two all the time. You're thick as thieves, you He must have said something.
No, sir, Warden. Not a word. Lord, it's a miracle!
Man vanished like a fart in the wind.
Nothing left
but some damn rocks on a windowsill. And that cupcake on the wall. Let's ask her. Maybe she knows.
What say there, fuzzy-britches? Do you like talking? Guess not.
Why should she be any different? This is a conspiracy. That's what this is.
One big, damn conspiracy! And everyone's in on it! Including her! In
Andy Dufresne escaped from Shawshank Prison.
All they found of him was a muddy set of prison clothes Byron Hadley?
You have the right to remain silent.
If you give up this right to remain silent,
Anything you say will be held against you the part or lot I wasn't there to see it, but I hear Byron Hadley started sobbing
like a girl when they took him away.
Norton had no intention of going that quietly. Samuel Norton.
We have a warrant for your arrest. Open up. Norton
- Open the door. - I'm not sure which key is. Make it easy on yourself, Norton!
I like to think the last thing that went through his head other than that bullet
a bar of soap and an old rock hammer
damn near worn down to the nub.
through the wall with it. I remember thinking it'd take a man
years to Old Andy did it in less than .
tunnel Oh, Andy loved geology. I imagine it appealed to his meticulous nature.
An ice age here million years of mountain building there.
Geology is the study of pressure and time. That's all it takes, really. Pressure and time. That and a big goddamn poster.
Like I said occupied. in prison, a
man will do anything to keep his out into the exercise yard Turn is out, Andy's favorite hobby
mind a handful at a time. I guess after Tommy was killed was toting his wall
Andy decided he'd been here just by long enough.
Lickety-split. I want to get home. I'm just about finished, sir. Three deposits tonight. Andy did like he was told. Buffed those shoes to a high mirror-shine.
The guards simply didn't notice. Neither did I. I mean, seriously how often do you really look at a man's shoes?
Andy crawled to freedom through of shit-smelling foulness I can't even imagine. yards Or maybe I just don't want to. Five hundred yards. That's the length of five football fields.
Just shy of half a mile.
spilling her secret The next morning, right about the time Raquel was a man nobody ever laid eyes on before
strolled into the Maine National Bank. Until that moment, he didn't exist. - Except on paper. - May I help you? He had all the proper ID driver's license, birth certificate, Social Security card
And the signature was a spot-on match. I must say I'm sorry to be losing your business.
I hope you'll enjoy living abroad. Thank you. I'm sure I will. else? Here's
Please.
your cashier's check, sir. Will there be anything Would you add this to your outgoing mail?
I'd be happy to. Good day, sir.
area that morning. Mr Stevens visited nearly a dozen banks in the Portland All told, he blew town
with better than $, of Warden Norton's money.
Severance pay for Good morning, Portland Daily Bugle. years.
best of him. was to wonder how the hell Andy Dufresne ever got the Not long after the warden deprived us of his company
I got a postcard in the mail. It was blank, but the postmark said
Fort Hancock, Texas. Fort Hancock right on the border.
That's where Andy crossed.
the top down When I picture him heading south in his own car with it always makes me laugh.
Andy Dufresne who crawled through a river of shit
and came out clean on the other side. Andy Dufresne headed for the Pacific.
Hadley's got him by the throat, right?
accident.\He says, \Those of us who knew him best talk about him often.
I swear, the stuff he pulled \
And he got it! Sometimes it makes me sad, though
Andy being gone.
be caged. I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to Their feathers are just too bright.
And when they fly away does rejoice. the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up
But still
that they're gone. the place you live in is that much more drab and empty I guess I just miss my friend.
Please sit down. Ellis Boyd Redding your files say you've served
You feel you've been rehabilitated? years of a life sentence. Rehabilitated? Well, now, let me see.
I don't have any idea what that means.
It means are you ready to rejoin to society? I know what you think it means, sonny. To me it's just a made-up word. A politician's word so that young fellas like yourself can wear a suit and a tie
and have a job. What do you really want to know?
Am I sorry for what I did? Well, are you? There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret.
Not because I'm in here or because you think I should.
I look back on the way I was then a young stupid kid who committed that terrible crime.
I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him.
Tell him the way things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone
and this old man is all that's left.
I got to live with that. Rehabilitated?
It's just a bullshit word.
So you go on and stamp your forms sonny, and stop wasting my time.
Because to tell you the truth I don't give a shit. Here you go, miss. Restroom break, boss?
You don't need to ask me every time you need to go take a piss.
Just go. Understand?
Forty years I've been asking permission to piss. I can't squeeze a drop without say-so. There's a harsh truth to face.
No way I'm going to make it on the outside.
All I do anymore is think of ways to break my parole so maybe they'd send me back. Terrible thing, to live in fear. Brooks Hatlen knew it. Knew it all too well.
All I want is to be back where things make sense. Where I won't have to be afraid all the time. Only one thing stops me. A promise I made to Andy. There it is. obliged, sir. Dear Red:
If you're reading this you've gotten out
and if you've come this far maybe you'd come a bit further
You remember the name of the town, don't you? Zihuatanejo
I could use a good man to help me get my project on wheels.
I'll keep an eye out for you, and the chessboard ready. Remember, Red hope is a good thing maybe the best of things. And no good thing ever dies.
I will be hoping that this letter finds you and finds you well Your friend Andy
\ or get busy dying.\ That's goddamn right.
For the second time in my life I'm guilty of committing a crime. Parole violation.
Of course I doubt they'll toss up any roadblocks for that. Not for an old crook like me. Fort Hancock, Texas, please.
I find I'm so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head.
I think it's the excitement only a free man can feel. A free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain.
I hope I can make it across the border.
I hope to see my friend and shake his hand.
I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.
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