《肖申克的救赎》(The Shawshank Redemption)
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Andy lurches to a stop, listening. The woman cries out in
orgasm. The sound slams into Andy's brain like an icepick. He
shuts his eyes tightly, wishing the sound would stop.
It finally does, dying away like a siren until all that's left
is the shallow gasping and panting of post-coitus. We hear
languorous laughter, moans of satisfaction.
WOMAN (O.S.)
Oh god...that's sooo good...you're the best...the best I ever had...
Andy just stands and listens, devastated. He doesn't look like much of a killer now; he's just a sad little man on a dirt path in the woods, tears streaming down his face, a loaded gun held loosely at his side. A pathetic figure, really.
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5 INT -- COURTROOM -- DAY (1946) 5
THE JURY listens like a gallery of mannequins on display, pale-faced and stupefied.
D.A. (O.S.)
Mr. Dufresne, describe the confrontation you had with your wife the night she was murdered.
ANDY DUFRESNE
is on the witness stand, hands folded, suit and tie pressed, hair meticulously combed. He speaks in soft, measured tones:
ANDY
It was very bitter. She said she was glad I knew, that she hated all the sneaking around. She said she wanted a divorce in Reno.
D.A.
What was your response?
ANDY
I told her I would not grant one.
D.A.
(refers to his notes)
"I'll see you in Hell before I see you in Reno." Those were the words
you used, Mr. Dufresne, according to the testimony of your neighbors.
ANDY
If they say so. I really don't remember. I was upset.
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D.A.
What happened after you and your wife argued?
ANDY
She packed a bag and went to stay with Mr. Quentin.
D.A.
Glenn Quentin. The golf pro at the Falmouth Hills Country Club. The
man you had recently discovered was her lover.
(Andy nods)
Did you follow her?
ANDY
I went to a few bars first. Later, I decided to drive to Mr. Quentin's
home and confront them. They weren't there...so I parked my car
in the turnout...and waited.
D.A.
With what intention?
ANDY
I'm not sure. I was confused. Drunk. I think mostly I wanted to scare them.
D.A.
You had a gun with you?
ANDY
Yes. I did.
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D.A.
When they arrived, you went up to the house and murdered them?
ANDY
No. I was sobering up. I realized she wasn't worth it. I decided to
let her have her quickie divorce.
D.A.
Quickie divorce indeed. A .38 caliber divorce, wrapped in a
handtowel to muffle the shots, isn't that what you mean? And then
you shot her lover!
ANDY
I did not. I got back in the car and drove home to sleep it off.
Along the way, I stopped and threw my gun into the Royal River. I feel I've been very clear on this point.
D.A.
Yes, you have. Where I get hazy, though, is the part where the
cleaning woman shows up the next morning and finds your wife and her lover in bed, riddled with .38 caliber bullets. Does that strike
you as a fantastic coincidence, Mr. Dufresne, or is it just me?
ANDY
(softly)
Yes. It does
.
D.A.
I'm sorry, Mr. Dufresne, I don't think the jury heard that.
ANDY
Yes. It does.
D.A.
Does what?
ANDY
Strike me as a fantastic coincidence.
D.A.
On that, sir, we are in accord...
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D.A.
You claim you threw your gun into the Royal River before the murders took place. That's rather convenient.
ANDY
It's the truth.
D.A.
You recall Lt. Mincher's testimony?
He and his men dragged that river for three days and nary a gun was
found. So no comparison can be made between your gun and the bullets taken from the bloodstained corpses of the victims. That's also rather convenient, isn't it, Mr. Dufresne?
ANDY
(faint, bitter smile)
Since I am innocent of this crime, sir, I find it decidedly inconvenient
the gun was never found.
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6 INT -- COURTROOM -- DAY (1946) 6
The D.A. holds the jury spellbound with his closing summation:
D.A.
Ladies and gentlemen, you've heard all the evidence, you know all the
facts. We have the accused at the scene of the crime. We have foot
prints. Tire tracks. Bullets scattered on the ground which bear his fingerprints. A broken bourbon bottle, likewise with fingerprints.
Most of all, we have a beautiful young woman and her lover lying
dead in each other's arms. They had sinned. But was their crime so
great as to merit a death sentence?
He gestures to Andy sitting quietly with his ATTORNEY.
D.A.
I suspect Mr. Dufresne's answer to that would be yes. I further
suspect he carried out that sentence on the night of September
21st, this year of our Lord, 1946, by pumping four bullets into his
wife and another four into Glenn Quentin. And while you think about
that, think about this...
He picks up a revolver, spins the cylinder before their eyes like a carnival barker spinning a wheel of fortune.
D.A.
A revolver holds six bullets, not eight. I submit to you this was not
a hot-blooded crime of passion! That could at least be understood,
if not condoned. No, this was revenge of a much more brutal and
cold-blooded nature. Consider! Four bullets per victim! Not six shots
fired, but eight! That means he fired the gun empty...and then
stopped to reload so he could shoot each of them again! An extra bullet per lover...right in the head.
(a few JURORS shiver)
I'm done talking. You people are all decent, God-fearing Christian
folk. You know what to do.
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INT -- JURY ROOM -- DAY (1946) 7
CAMERA TRACKS down a long table, moving from one JUROR to the next. These decent, God-fearing Christians are chowing down on
a nice fried chicken dinner provided them by the county, smacking greasy lips and gnawing cobbettes of corn.
VOICE (O.S.)
Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty...
We find the FOREMAN at the head of the table, sorting votes.
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