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    • [narrating]
    • Red: I wish I could tell you that Andy fought the good fight, and the Sisters let him be. I wish I could tell you that - but prison is no fairy-tale world. He never said who did it, but we all knew. Things went on like that for awhile - prison life consists of routine, and then more routine. Every so often, Andy would show up with fresh bruises. The Sisters kept at him - sometimes he was able to fight 'em off, sometimes not. And that's how it went for Andy - that was his routine. I do believe those first two years were the worst for him, and I also believe that if things had gone on that way, this place would have got the best of him.
    • Warden Samuel Norton: Do you enjoy working in the laundry?
    • Andy Dufresne: No sir, not especially.
    • Andy Dufresne: You know what the Mexicans say about the Pacific?
    • Red: No.
    • Andy Dufresne: They say it has no memory. That's where I want to live the rest of my life. A warm place with no memory.
    • [Bogs sizes Andy up]
    • Bogs Diamond: Hey, anybody come at you yet? Anybody get to you yet?
    • [Andy looks at him in puzzlement]
    • Bogs Diamond: Hey, we all need friends in here. I could be a friend to you.
    • [Andy walks away]
    • Bogs Diamond: Hey... Hard to get. I like that...
    • [narrating]
    • Red: But then, in the spring of 1949, the powers that be decided that...
    • [Addressing the inmates in the courtyard]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: The roof of the license-plate factory needs resurfacing. I need a dozen volunteers for a week's work. As you know, special detail carries with it special privileges.
    • [narrating]
    • Red: It was outdoor detail - and May is one damn fine month to be working outdoors.
    • [Andy after Warden Norton refuses to appeal his case]
    • Andy Dufresne: It's my life. Don't you understand? IT'S MY LIFE!
    • [referring to Andy]
    • Red: The man likes to play chess; let's get him some rocks.
    • [narrating]
    • Red: I must admit I didn't think much of Andy first time I laid eyes on him; looked like a stiff breeze would blow him over. That was my first impression of the man.
    • Brooks: Easy peasy japanesey.
    • District Attorney: And that also is very convenient, isn't it, Mr. Dufresne?
    • Andy Dufresne: Since I am innocent of this crime, sir, I find it decidedly inconvenient that the gun was never found.
    • Captain Hadley: Uncle Sam. Reaching into your shirt and squeezing your tit till it's purple.
    • [to Andy]
    • Red: Let me tell you something my friend. Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.
    • [narrating]
    • Red: His first night in the joint, Andy Dufresne cost me two packs of cigarettes. He never made a sound.
    • [narrating]
    • Red: I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I don't want to know. Some things are best left unsaid. I'd like to think they were singing about something so beautiful, it can't be expressed in words, and makes your heart ache because of it. I tell you, those voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a gray place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made those walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.
    • Andy Dufresne: That's the beauty of music. They can't get that from you... Haven't you ever felt that way about music?
    • Red: I played a mean harmonica as a younger man. Lost interest in it though. Didn't make much sense in here.
    • Andy Dufresne: Here's where it makes the most sense. You need it so you don't forget.
    • Red: Forget?
    • Andy Dufresne: Forget that... there are places in this world that aren't made out of stone. That there's something inside... that they can't get to, that they can't touch. That's yours.
    • Red: What're you talking about?
    • Andy Dufresne: Hope.
    • [after Andy escapes]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: I want him found. Not tomorrow, not after breakfast - now!
    • Red: Ever bother you?
    • Andy Dufresne: I don't run the scams Red, I just process the profits. Fine line, maybe, but I also built that library and used it to help a dozen guys get their high school diploma. Why do you think the warden lets me do all that?
    • Red: To keep you happy and doing the laundry. Money instead of sheets.
    • Tommy Williams: I don't read so good.
    • Andy Dufresne: Well.
    • [pause]
    • Andy Dufresne: You don't read so *well*. Uh, we'll get to that.
    • [narrating]
    • Red: Forty years I been asking permission to piss. I can't squeeze a drop without say-so.
    • Andy Dufresne: What about you? What are you in here for?
    • Red: Murder, same as you.
    • Andy Dufresne: Innocent?
    • [shakes his head]
    • Red: Only guilty man in Shawshank.
    • [talking about Fat Ass]
    • Heywood: Hey Tyrell. You pulling infirmary duty this week?
    • [nods]
    • Tyrell: Yep.
    • Heywood: How's that winning horse of mine doing?
    • Tyrell: Dead. Hadley busted up his head pretty good. Doc went home for the night. Poor bastard laid there till this morning. By then, there was nothing we could do.
    • [as he hands Andy's bible back to him]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: Salvation lies within.
    • [in letter to Red]
    • Andy Dufresne: Remember Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.
    • Fat Ass: I don't belong here! I want to go home! I want my mother!
    • Another Prisoner: I had your mother, she wasn't that great!
    • [narrating]
    • Red: We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like free men. Hell, we could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses. We were the lords of all creation. As for Andy - he spent that break hunkered in the shade, a strange little smile on his face, watching us drink his beer.
    • [narrating]
    • Red: You could argue he'd done it to curry favor with the guards. Or, maybe make a few friends among us cons. Me, I think he did it just to feel normal again, if only for a short while.
    • [narrating]
    • Red: The following April Andy did tax returns for half the guards at Shawshank. Year after that he did them all including the warden's. Year after that they rescheduled the start of the intra-mural season to coincide with tax season. The guards on the opposing teams all remembered to bring their W2s.
    • Andy Dufresne: So Moresby prison issued you your gun, but you actually had to pay for it.
    • Moresby Batter: Damn right. The holster too.
    • Andy Dufresne: You see, that's tax deductible, you can write that off.
    • [last lines]
    • [narrating]
    • Red: I find I'm so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it's the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.
    • [Andy has asked Red to procure Rita Hayworth]
    • Andy Dufresne: Can you get her?
    • Red: Take a few weeks.
    • Andy Dufresne: Weeks?
    • Red: Well yeah, Andy. I don't have her stuffed down the front of my pants right now, I'm sorry to say, but I'll get her. Relax!
    • [to Red]
    • Andy Dufresne: I guess it comes down to a simple choice, really. Get busy living, or get busy dying.
    • [narrating]
    • Red: Sometimes it makes me sad, though... Andy being gone. I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. But still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
    • Andy Dufresne: She was beautiful. God I loved her. I just 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. And that's why she died, because of me.
    • Red: You're gonna fit right in. Everyone in here is innocent, you know that? Heywood, what you in here for?
    • Heywood: Didn't do it. Lawyer fucked me.
    • [after Tommy told the story of how he got arrested]
    • Andy Dufresne: Perhaps it's time you tried a new profession.
    • Tommy Williams: Huh?
    • Andy Dufresne: What I mean is, you don't seem to be a very good thief, maybe you should try something else.
    • Tommy Williams: Yeah, well, what the hell you know about it, Capone? What are you in for?
    • Andy Dufresne: Me? My lawyer fucked me. Everybody's innocent in here. Don't you know that?
    • [narrating, referring to Andy]
    • Red: I could see why some of the boys took him for snobby. He had a quiet way about him, a walk and a talk that just wasn't normal around here. He strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world, like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say... I liked Andy from the start.
    • [Playing checkers]
    • Red: King me.
    • Andy Dufresne: Chess. Now there's a game of kings.
    • Red: What?
    • Andy Dufresne: Civilized. Strategic...
    • Red: ...and a total fuckin' mystery. I hate it.
    • [narrating]
    • Red: Tommy Williams came to Shawshank in 1965 on a two-year stretch for B&E. That's breaking & entering to you. Cops caught him sneaking TV sets out the back door of a JC Penney. Young punk. Mr. Rock and Roll. Cocky as hell.
    • Tommy Williams: Hey, c'mon, old boys! You're movin' like molasses! Makin' me look bad!
    • [narrating]
    • Red: We liked him immediately.
    • [narrating]
    • Red: There's a harsh truth to face. No way I'm gonna make it on the outside. All I do anymore is think of ways to break my parole, so maybe they'd send me back. Terrible thing, to live in fear. Brooks Hatlen knew it. Knew it all too well. All I want is to be back where things make sense. Where I won't have to be afraid all the time. Only one thing stops me. A promise I made to Andy.
    • Red: Well, if it was a toothbrush I wouldn't ask questions, I'd just quote a price, but then a toothbrush is a non-lethal object, isn't it?
    • [narrating, referring to the warden committing suicide]
    • Red: I'd like to think that 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.
    • [to Andy, wondering when he'll be granted parole]
    • Red: One day, when I have a long gray beard and two or three marbles rollin' around upstairs, they'll let me out.
    • [Tommy and Red are talking about Andy]
    • Tommy Williams: What's he in here for, anyway?
    • Red: Murder.
    • [Impressed]
    • Tommy Williams: The hell you say!
    • Andy Dufresne: I have no enemies here.
    • Red: Yeah? Wait a while. Word gets around. The Sisters have taken quite a likin' to you. Especially Bogs.
    • Andy Dufresne: I don't suppose it would help if I told them that I'm not homosexual.
    • Red: Neither are they. You have to be human first. They don't qualify.
    • [Warden Norton finds the Bible in his safe after Andy escapes and finds the message Andy left for him]
    • Andy Dufresne: Dear Warden, You were right. Salvation lay within.
    • [Norton flips through a couple of pages to find the outline of the rock hammer that was hidden in the Book of Exodus within the ]
    • [narrating]
    • Red: Two things never happened again after that. The Sisters never laid a finger on Andy again... 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.
    • [first lines]
    • District Attorney: Mr. Dufresne, describe the confrontation you had with your wife the night that she was murdered.
    • Andy Dufresne: It was very bitter. She said she was glad I knew, that she hated all the sneaking around. And she said that she wanted a divorce in Reno.
    • Heywood: Red? You saying Andy's innocent? I mean *for real* innocent?
    • Red: Yeah, it looks that way.
    • Heywood: Sweet Jesus. How long's he been in here?
    • Red: Since '47, what is that... 19 years.
    • [Tommy receives a letter from the Board of Education]
    • Red: You gonna open it, or stand there with your thumb up your butt?
    • Tommy Williams: Thumb up my butt sounds better.
    • Andy Dufresne: Red. If you ever get out of here, do me a favor.
    • Red: Sure, Andy. Anything.
    • Andy Dufresne: There's a big hayfield up near Buxton. You know where Buxton is?
    • Red: Well, there's... there's a lot of hayfields up there.
    • Andy Dufresne: 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, you'll find a rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield. Piece of black, volcanic glass. There's something buried under it I want you to have.
    • Red: What, Andy? What's buried under there?
    • [turns to walk away]
    • Andy Dufresne: You'll have to pry it up... to see.
    • [after Andy escapes]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: Well?
    • Warden Samuel Norton: One... big... damn conspiracy! And everyone's in on it, including *her*!
    • [Throws a rock at the poster, the rock goes right through it and they hear it clattering. Norton puts his arm through the torn p]
    • Red: Well what?
    • Warden Samuel Norton: I see you two all the time, you're thick as thieves, you are. He musta said *something*.
    • Red: Honest, Warden, not a word.
    • [frustrated]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: Lord, it's a miracle! Man up and vanished like a fart in the wind! Nothing left but some damn rocks on the windowsill. And that cupcake on the wall! Let's ask her, maybe she knows.
    • [to poster]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: What say you there, fuzzy-britches? Feel like talking? Aw, guess not. Why should she be any different?
    • [hefting one of Andy's rocks]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: This is a conspiracy, that's what it is.
    • [throwing rocks]
    • [Warden Norton visits Andy in solitary]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: I'm sure by now you've heard. Terrible thing. Man that young, less than a year to go, trying to escape... Broke Captain Hadley's heart to shoot him, truly it did. We just have to put it behind us... move on.
    • Andy Dufresne: I'm done. Everything stops. Get someone else to run your scams.
    • [icy]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: Nothing stops. Nothing... or you will do the hardest time there is. No more protection from the guards. I'll pull you out of that one-bunk Hilton and cast you down with the Sodomites. You'll think you've been fucked by a train! And the library? Gone... sealed off, brick-by-brick. 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?
    • [beat]
    • [to Hadley]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: Give him another month to think about it.
    • [to Red]
    • Andy Dufresne: I understand you're a man who knows how to get things.
    • [referring to the possibility of Andy committing suicide]
    • Red: I don't know; every man has his breaking point.
    • Andy Dufresne: 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.
    • [in a letter to Red]
    • Andy Dufresne: Dear Red. If you're reading this, you've gotten out. And if you've come this far, maybe you're willing to come a little further. You remember the name of the town, don't you?
    • Red: Zihuatanejo.
    • Andy Dufresne: I could use a good man to help me get my project on wheels. I'll keep an eye out for you and the chessboard ready. Remember, Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. I will be hoping that this letter finds you, and finds you well. Your friend. Andy.
    • [Andy is comforting a sobbing Brooks after he held a knife to Heywood's neck]
    • Heywood: Hey, what about me? Crazy old fool goddamn near cut my throat!
    • Red: Aw Heywood, you've had worse from shaving!
    • [Andy has returned after solitary for the record playing stunt]
    • Heywood: Couldn't play somethin' good, huh? Hank Williams?
    • [smiling]
    • Andy Dufresne: They broke the door down before I could take requests.
    • Andy Dufresne: I understand you're a man who knows how to get things.
    • Red: I'm known to locate certain things from time to time.
    • [as Mozart music is playing on the phonograph, the Warden comes to bang on the door]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: Open the door. Open it up! Dufresne, open this door! Turn that off!
    • [turns off the phonograph]
    • Captain Hadley: On your feet.
    • [Andy acts like he is going to do as he says]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: I am warning you Dufresne, TURN THAT OFF!
    • [Andy turns up the volume instead, so Hadley comes to the door]
    • Captain Hadley: Dufresne...
    • [taps on the door with the club]
    • Captain Hadley: ... come on down.
    • [Andy does nothing, so Hadley smashes the screen on the door, unlocks it, and comes in the room]
    • [narrating]
    • Red: Andy got two weeks in the hole for that little stunt.
    • [Narrating]
    • Red: There must be a con like me in every prison in America. I'm the guy who can get if for you; cigarettes, a bag of reefer, if that's your thing, a bottle of brandy to celebrate your kid's high school graduation, damn near anything within reason. Yes sir, I'm a regular Sears and Roebuck.
    • Andy Dufresne: ...or come to think of it, I suppose I could set it up for you. That would save you some money. I'll write down the forms you need, you can pick them up, and I'll prepare them for your signature... nearly free of charge... I'd only ask three beers apiece for my co-workers, if that seems fair. I think a man working outdoors feels more like a man if he can have a bottle of suds. That's only my opinion.
    • [after thinking Andy might commit suicide in prison]
    • Snooze: Oh, man, Andy came down by me and asked for a rope?
    • Red: And you gave it to him?
    • Andy Dufresne: Thirty years. Jesus, when you say it like that...
    • Red: ...You wonder where it went.
    • [referring to the state government denying his repeated requests to provide funding to build a library]
    • Andy Dufresne: They can't ignore me forever.
    • Warden Samuel Norton: Sure can. But you write your letters if it makes you happy, I'll even mail them for, how's thay?
    • Red: Get busy living or get busy dying. That's goddamn right!
    • Andy Dufresne: I wonder if you might get me a rock hammer
    • Red: No? Wait a while word gets around full queers take by force that's all they want or understand if I were you I'd grow eyes in the back of my head
    • Andy Dufresne: Thanks for the advice
    • Red: That's free, you understand my concern?
    • Andy Dufresne: If there's any trouble I won't use the rock hammer
    • Red: I guess you'd want to escape? Tunnel under the wall
    • [Andy starts laughing]
    • Red: did I miss something? What's so funny?
    • Andy Dufresne: You'll understand when you see the rock hammer
    • Red: What's an item like this usually go for?
    • Andy Dufresne: Seven dollars in any rock and gem shop
    • Red: What is it? And why?
    • Red: My normal marker is twenty percent but this is a specialty item risk goes up price goes up let's make it an even ten bucks
    • Andy Dufresne: Ten it is
    • Red: Waste of money if you ask me
    • Andy Dufresne: Why's that?
    • Red: Folks around this joint love surprise inspections if they find you're going to lose it, if they do catch you with it you don't know me, you mention my name we never do business again not for a shoe lace or a stick of gum you got that?
    • Andy Dufresne: I understand thank you Mr.?
    • Red: "Red", my name's Red
    • Andy Dufresne: A rock hammer is about six or seven inches long looks like a miniature Pickaxe
    • Red: Pickaxe?
    • Andy Dufresne: For rocks.
    • Red: For rocks?
    • Andy Dufresne: I'm from a rock hound at least I was in my old life I'd like to be again on a limited basis
    • Red: Or maybe you'd like to sink your into somebody's skull
    • Andy Dufresne: No I have no enemies here
    • [Referring to the Bible]
    • Warden Samuel Norton: Pleased to see you reading this, any favorite passages?
    • Andy Dufresne: "Watch ye therefore: for ye know not when the master of the house cometh."
    • Warden Samuel Norton: Mark 13:35, I've always liked that one, but I prefer "I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life."
    • Andy Dufresne: John 8:12
    • [in letter]
    • Brooks: Dear fellas, I can't believe how fast things move on the outside. I saw an automobile once when I was a kid, but now they're everywhere. The world went and got itself in a big damn hurry. The parole board got me into this halfway house called "The Brewer" and a job bagging groceries at the Foodway. It's hard work and I try to keep up, but my hands hurt most of the time. I don't think the store manager likes me very much. Sometimes after work, I go to the park and feed the birds. I keep thinking Jake might just show up and say hello, but he never does. I hope wherever he is, he's doin' okay and makin' new friends. I have trouble sleepin' at night. I have bad dreams like I'm falling. I wake up scared. Sometimes it takes me a while to remember where I am. Maybe I should get me a gun and rob the Foodway so they'd send me home. I could shoot the manager while I was at it, sort of like a bonus. I guess I'm too old for that sort of nonsense any more. I don't like it here. I'm tired of being afraid all the time. I've decided not to stay. I doubt they'll kick up any fuss. Not for an old crook like me. P.S: Tell Heywood I'm sorry I put a knife to his throat. No hard feelings. Brooks.
    • [repeated line to the warden while being dragged away by prison guards, referring to the warden denying his freedom, intentional]
    • Andy Dufresne: It's my life.
    • [repeated lines to each other]
    • Andy Dufresne: I understand you're a man who knows how to get things.
    • [repeated lines to each other]
    • Red: I'm known to locate certain things from time to time.
    • [repeated lines to the parole board during his hearing when asked if he feels rehabilitated]
    • Red: Oh yes sir, absolutely sir, I mean I've learned my lesson. I can honestly say I'm a "changed man", no longer a danger to society here, and that's the God's honest truth.
    • [reading letter]
    • Andy Dufresne: "... We trust this will fill your needs. Please stop sending us letters."
    • Captain Hadley: I want all this cleaned up before the warden gets back.
    • Andy Dufresne: Yessir.
    • [after Hadley has left]
    • Guard Wiley: Good for you, Andy.
    • Andy Dufresne: Wow. It only took six years. From now on, I'll write two letters a week instead of one.
    • Guard Wiley: I believe you're crazy enough...
    • Red: Andy was as good as his word. He wrote two letters a week instead of one. In 1959 the state senate finally clued in to the fact they couldn't buy him off with just a two-hundred-dollar check. Appropriations committee voted an annual payment of five hundred dollars just to shut him up. And you'd be amazed how far Andy could stretch it.
    • Red: He's got his fingers in a lot of pies, from what I hear.
    • Andy Dufresne: What you hear isn't half of it. He's got scams you haven't even dreamed of. Kickbacks on his kickbacks. There's a river of dirty money running through this place.
    • Red: Yeah, but the problem with having all that money is sooner or later, you're gonna have to explain where it came from.
    • Andy Dufresne: Well, that's where I come in. I channel it, filter it, funnel it. Stocks, securities, tax-free municipals. I send that money out into the real world and when it comes back...
    • Red: Clean as a virgin's honeypot, huh?
    • Andy Dufresne: Cleaner. By the time Norton retires, I'll have made him a millionaire.
    • Andy Dufresne: My wife used to say I'm a hard man to know. Like a closed book. Complained about it all the time...
    • Red: That don't make you a murderer. Bad husband, maybe. You can feel bad about it if you want to, but you didn't pull the trigger.
    • Andy Dufresne: No, I didn't. Somebody else did. And I wound up in here. Bad luck, I guess.
    • Bank Manager: I must say, I'm sorry to be losing your business. I hope you'll enjoy living abroad.
    • Andy Dufresne: Thank you. I'm sure I will.
    • Bank Teller: Here's your cashier's check, sir. Will there be anything else?
    • Andy Dufresne: Please. Would you add this to your outgoing mail?
    • Bank Teller: I'd be happy to.
    • Andy Dufresne: Good day, sir.
    • Bank Manager: Good day.
    • Red: Mr. Stevens visited nearly a dozen banks in the Portland area that morning. All told, he blew town with more than $370,000 of Warden Norton's money. Severance pay for nineteen years.
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