171 INT -- CELLBLOCK EIGHT -- NIGHT (1965) 171

Tommy and the others are marched in naked and shivering,
covered with delousing powder, greeted by TAUNTS and JEERS.

172 INT -- TOMMY'S CELL -- NIGHT (1965) 172

The bars slam with a STEEL CLANG. Tommy and his new CELLMATE
take in their new surroundings.

TOMMY
Well. Ain't this for shit?

173 INT -- PRISON CORRIDOR -- DAY (1965) 173

DOLLYING Tommy as he struts along, combing his ducktail,
cigarette behind his ear. (We definitely need The Coasters or
Del Vikings on the soundtrack here. Maybe Jerry Lee Lewis.)

RED (V.O.)
Tommy Williams came to Shawshank in
1965 on a two year stretch for B&E.
Cops caught him sneakin' TV sets
out the back door of a JC Penney.

174 INT -- WOOD SHOP -- DAY (1965) 174

A SHRIEKING BUZZSAW slices ten-foot lengths of wood. Red runs
the machine while some other OLD-TIMERS feed the wood.

RED (V.O.)
Young punk, Mr. Rock n' Roll, cocky
as hell...

Tommy is hauling the cut wood off the conveyor and stacking it,
It's a ball-busting job, but the kid's a blur.

TOMMY
(slapping his gloves)
C'mon there, old boys! Movin' like
molasses! Makin' me look bad!

The old guys just grin and shake their heads.

RED (V.O.)
We liked him immediately.

175 INT -- MESS HALL -- DAY (1965) 175

Tommy regales the old boys with his exploits:

TOMMY
...so I'm backin' out the door,
right? Had the TV like this...
(mimes his grip)
Big ol' thing. Couldn't see shit.
Suddenly, here's this voice:
"Freeze kid! Hands in the air!"
Well I just stand there holdin' on
to that TV, so the voice says: "You
hear what I said, boy?" And I say,
"Yes sir, I sure did! But if I drop
this fuckin' thing, you got me on
destruction of property too!"

The whole table falls about laughing.

176 INT -- LIBRARY -- DAY (1965) 176

Poker game in progress. Tommy, Andy, Red and the boys.

HEYWOOD
You did a stretch in Cashman too?


TOMMY
Yeah. That was an easy ride, let me
tell you. Work programs, weekend
furloughs. Not like here.

SNOOZE
Sounds like you done time all over
New England.

TOMNY
Been in and out since I was 13. Name
the place, chances are I been there.

ANDY
Perhaps it's time you considered a
new profession.
(the game stalls)
What I mean is, you don't seem to
be a very good thief. Maybe you
should try something else.

TOMMY
What the hell you know about it,
Capone? What are you in for?

ANDY
(wry glance to Red)
Everyone's innocent in here. Don't
you know that?

The tension breaks. Everyone laughs.

177 INT -- VISITOR'S ROOM -- DAY (1965) 177

CAMERA TRAVELS the room. Chaotic. CONS are waiting their turn
or talking to visitors through a thick plexi shield.

RED (V.O.)
As it turns out, Tommy had himself
a young wife and new baby girl...

Tommy's at the end of the row, phone to his ear. Other side of
the glass is BETH, near tears, fussing with a BABY on her lap.

BETH
...said we can stay with them, but
Joey's gettin' out of the service
next month, and they barely got
enough room as it is. Plus they got
Poppa workin' double shifts and the
baby cries half the night. I just
don't know where we're gonna go...

PUSH IN on Tommy's face as he listens.

RED (V.O.)
Maybe it was the thought of them on

the streets...or his child growing
up not knowing her daddy...

178 INT -- LIBRARY -- DAY (1965) 178

Tommy enters, the strut gone from his step. A little scared.
He finds Andy filing library cards.

RED (V.O.)
Whatever it was, something lit a
fire under that boy's ass.

TOMMY
I'm thinkin' maybe I should try for
high school equivalency. Hear you
helped some fellas with that.

ANDY
I don't waste time on losers, Tommy.

TOMNY
(tight)
I ain't no goddamn loser.

ANDY
That's a good start. If we do this,
we do it all the way. One hundred
percent. Nothing half-assed.

Tommy thinks about it, nods.

TOMMY
Thing is, see...
(leans in, mutters)
...I don't read all that good.

ANDY
(smiles)
Well. You've come to the right
place then.

179 INT -- LIBRARY -- DAY (1965) 179

We find Andy giving an impassioned reading:

ANDY
"...and the lamplight o'er him
streaming throws his shadow on the
floor...and my soul from out that
shadow that lies floating on the
floor, shall be lifted nevermore!"

Andy slaps the book shut, immensely pleased with himself.

TOMMY
So this raven just sits there and
won't go away?

ANDY
That's right.

TOMMY
(beat)
Why don't that fella get hisself a
12-gauge and dust the fucker?

180 INT -- LIBRARY -- DAY (1965) 180

Tommy tries to read as Andy looks on:

TOMMY
"The cat sh--The cat shh..."
(glances up)
The cat shat on the welcome mat?

Andy shakes his head. Not exactly.