71 2ND TIER 71

Red is darning a sock in his open cell. He pauses, frowning,
hearing strange THUMPING sounds. What the hell is that?

72 3RD TIER 72

It's Hadley and Mert methodically and brutally pulping Bogs
with their batons, and kicking the shit out of him for good
measure. He feebly tries to ward them off.

73 2ND TIER 73

Puzzled, Red steps from his cell, following the sound. It
dawns on him that it's coming from above. He moves to the
railing and leans out, craning around to look up --

74 RED'S POV 74

-- just as Bogs flips over the railing and comes sailing

directly toward us, eyes bugging out, SCREAMING as he falls.

75 RED (SLOW MOTION) 75

jumps back as Bogs plummets past, missing him by inches, arms
swimming and trying to grab the railing (but missing that
too), SCREAMING aaaaalll the way down --

76 GROUND FLOOR 76

-- and impacting on Ernie's gassing mop cart in an enormous
eruption of solvents and cleansers. The cart is squashed flat,
shooting out from under Bogs and skidding across the cellblock
floor like a tiddly wink, kicking up sparks for thirty yards.
Ernie is left gaping in shock at Bogs and all the Bogs-related
wreckage at his feet.

77 2ND TIER 77

Red is stunned. He very tentatively leans out and looks up.
Above him, Hadley and Mert lean on the 3rd tier railing.
Hadley tilts the cap back on his head, shakes his head.

MERT
Damn, Byron. Look'a that.

HADLEY
Poor fella must'a tripped.

A tiny drop of blood drips off the toe of Hadley's shoe and

splashes across Red's upturned cheek. He wipes it off, then
looks down at Bogs. Cons and guards are racing to the scene.

RED (V.O.)
Two things never happened again
after that. The Sisters never laid
a finger on Andy again...

7B EXT -- PRISON YARD/LOADING DOCK -- DAY (1949) 78

Bogs, wheelchair-bound and wearing a neck brace, is loaded
onto an ambulance for transport. Behind the fence stand Red
and his friends, watching.

RED (V.O.)
...and Bogs never walked again. They
transferred him to a minimum security
hospital upstate. To my knowledge,
he lived out the rest of his days
drinking his food through a straw.

RED
I'm thinkin' Andy could use a nice
welcome back when he gets out of
the infirmary.

HEYWOOD
Sounds good to us. Figure we owe
him for the beer.

RED
Man likes to play chess. Let's get
him some rocks.

79 EXT -- FIELD -- DAY (1949) 79

A HUNDRED CONS at work. Hoes rise and fall in long waves.
GUARDS patrol on horseback. Heywood turns up a rocky chunk,
quickly shoves it down his pants. He maneuvers to Red and the
others, pulls out the chunk and shows it to them.

FLOYD
That ain't quartz. Nor limestone.

HEYWOOD
What are you, fuckin' geologist?

SNOOZE
He's right, it ain't.

HEYWOOD
What the hell is it then?

RED
Horse apple.

HEYWOOD
Bullshit.

RED
No, horse shit. Petrified.

Cackling, the men go back to work. Heywood stares at the rock.
He crumbles it in his hands.

RED (V.O.)
Despite a few hitches, the boys
came through in fine style...

80 INT -- PRISON LAUNDRY -- BACK ROOM -- DAY (1949) 80

A huge detergent box is filled with rocks, hidden in the
shadows behind a boiler furnace.

RED (V.O.)
...and by the week Andy was due
back, we had enough rocks saved up
to keep him busy till Rapture.

ANGLE SHIFTS to Red as he plops a bag of "laundry" on the
floor. Leonard and Bob toss a few more down. Red starts
pulling out contraband, giving them their commissions.

RED (V.O.)
Also got a big shipment in that
week. Cigarettes, chewing gum,
shoelaces, playing cards with naked
ladies on 'em, you name it...
(pulls a cardboard tube)
...and, of course, the most
important item.