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12页,一共 13 页)
- Who?
Open 237.
What do you mean, "He just wasn't here"?
Don't say that to me.
Don't tell me that 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.
You see Dufresne's name there?
I sure do. Right there.
"Dufresne."
He was in his cell...
...at lights out.
Reasonable he'd 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?
I see you two all the time.
You're thick as thieves, you are.
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?
Feel 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 1966...
...Andy Dufresne escaped...
...from Shawshank Prison.
All they found
was a muddy set of prison clothes...
...a bar of soap...
...and an old rock hammer...
...damn near worn down to the nub.
I had thought it'd take a man 600 years
to tunnel through the wall with it.
Old Andy did it in less than 20.
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...
...in prison, a man will do anything
to keep his mind occupied.
Seems Andy's favorite hobby was toting
his wall out into the exercise yard...
...a handful at a time.
I guess after Tommy was killed...
...Andy decided
he'd been here 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 500 yards...
...of shit-smelling foulness
I can't even imagine.
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.
The next morning, right about the time
Raquel was spilling her secret...
...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.
Here's your cashier's check, sir.
Will there be anything else?
Please.
Would you add this
to your outgoing mail?
I'd be happy to.
Good day, sir.
Mr. Stevens visited nearly a dozen banks
in the Portland area that morning.
All told, he blew town...
...with better than $370,000
of Warden Norton's money.
Severance pay for 19 years.
Good morning, Portland Daily Bugle.
Byron Hadley?
You have the right to remain silent.
If you give up this right, anything you
say can be held against you in court.
I wasn't there to see, but I hear
Byron Hadley sobbed 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.
Open the door.
I'm not sure which key.
Make it easy on yourself, Norton!
I like to think the last thing
that went through his head...
...other than that bullet...
...was to wonder how the hell
Andy Dufresne ever got the best of him.
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.
When I picture him heading south
in his own car with the top down...
...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?
He says, "I believe this boy's
about to have himself an accident."
Those of us who knew him best
Open 237.
What do you mean, "He just wasn't here"?
Don't say that to me.
Don't tell me that 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.
You see Dufresne's name there?
I sure do. Right there.
"Dufresne."
He was in his cell...
...at lights out.
Reasonable he'd 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?
I see you two all the time.
You're thick as thieves, you are.
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?
Feel 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 1966...
...Andy Dufresne escaped...
...from Shawshank Prison.
All they found
was a muddy set of prison clothes...
...a bar of soap...
...and an old rock hammer...
...damn near worn down to the nub.
I had thought it'd take a man 600 years
to tunnel through the wall with it.
Old Andy did it in less than 20.
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...
...in prison, a man will do anything
to keep his mind occupied.
Seems Andy's favorite hobby was toting
his wall out into the exercise yard...
...a handful at a time.
I guess after Tommy was killed...
...Andy decided
he'd been here 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 500 yards...
...of shit-smelling foulness
I can't even imagine.
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.
The next morning, right about the time
Raquel was spilling her secret...
...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.
Here's your cashier's check, sir.
Will there be anything else?
Please.
Would you add this
to your outgoing mail?
I'd be happy to.
Good day, sir.
Mr. Stevens visited nearly a dozen banks
in the Portland area that morning.
All told, he blew town...
...with better than $370,000
of Warden Norton's money.
Severance pay for 19 years.
Good morning, Portland Daily Bugle.
Byron Hadley?
You have the right to remain silent.
If you give up this right, anything you
say can be held against you in court.
I wasn't there to see, but I hear
Byron Hadley sobbed 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.
Open the door.
I'm not sure which key.
Make it easy on yourself, Norton!
I like to think the last thing
that went through his head...
...other than that bullet...
...was to wonder how the hell
Andy Dufresne ever got the best of him.
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.
When I picture him heading south
in his own car with the top down...
...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?
He says, "I believe this boy's
about to have himself an accident."
Those of us who knew him best
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