肖申克的救赎 The Shawshank Redemption (1994)【完整台词】
肖申克的救赎 The Shawshank Redemption (1994) 全部台词 (当前第11页,一共 13 页)
We'll have us a little
book barbecue in the yard.
They'll see the flames for miles.
We'll dance around it like wild Injuns.
You understand me? Catching my drift?
Or am I being obtuse?
Give him another month
to think about it.
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.
That don't make you a murderer.
Bad husband, maybe.
Feel bad about it if you want,
but you didn't pull the trigger.
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?
Me?
Yeah.
One day, when I got
a long, white beard...
...and two or three marbles
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.
In a place like that, I could use
a man that knows how to get things.
I don't think I could make it
on the outside.
I 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.
Hell, I wouldn't know
where to begin.
Pacific Ocean?
Shit.
Scare me to death,
something that big.
Not me.
I didn't shoot my wife,
and I didn't shoot her lover.
Whatever mistakes I made,
I've paid for them and then some.
That hotel, that boat...
I don't think that's too much to ask.
You shouldn't be doing this to yourself.
This is just shitty pipe dreams.
Mexico is 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.
There's a big hayfield up near Buxton.
You know where Buxton is?
- A lot of hayfields up there.
- One in particular.
It's got a long rock wall
with a big oak tree at the north end.
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.
At the base of that wall, there's a rock
that has no earthly business in Maine.
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.
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 was I supposed to know?
Remember Brooks Hatlen?
Andy would 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.
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 3 south, clear!
Man missing on tier 2, cell 245!
Dufresne!
Come out. You're holding up the show!
Don't make me come down
or I'll thump your skull for you!
Damn it, you're putting me behind!
I got a schedule to keep.
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.
book barbecue in the yard.
They'll see the flames for miles.
We'll dance around it like wild Injuns.
You understand me? Catching my drift?
Or am I being obtuse?
Give him another month
to think about it.
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.
That don't make you a murderer.
Bad husband, maybe.
Feel bad about it if you want,
but you didn't pull the trigger.
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?
Me?
Yeah.
One day, when I got
a long, white beard...
...and two or three marbles
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.
In a place like that, I could use
a man that knows how to get things.
I don't think I could make it
on the outside.
I 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.
Hell, I wouldn't know
where to begin.
Pacific Ocean?
Shit.
Scare me to death,
something that big.
Not me.
I didn't shoot my wife,
and I didn't shoot her lover.
Whatever mistakes I made,
I've paid for them and then some.
That hotel, that boat...
I don't think that's too much to ask.
You shouldn't be doing this to yourself.
This is just shitty pipe dreams.
Mexico is 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.
There's a big hayfield up near Buxton.
You know where Buxton is?
- A lot of hayfields up there.
- One in particular.
It's got a long rock wall
with a big oak tree at the north end.
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.
At the base of that wall, there's a rock
that has no earthly business in Maine.
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.
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 was I supposed to know?
Remember Brooks Hatlen?
Andy would 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.
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 3 south, clear!
Man missing on tier 2, cell 245!
Dufresne!
Come out. You're holding up the show!
Don't make me come down
or I'll thump your skull for you!
Damn it, you're putting me behind!
I got a schedule to keep.
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.
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