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1m27s
It broke Captain Hadley's heart to shoot him. Truly, it did. We just have to put it behind us. Move on. I'm done. Everything stops. Get someone else to run your scams. 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? Give him another month to think about it.
The Shawshank Redemption
20.8s
Come on. Take it easy. You're going to be all right. Him? Hell, what about me? Crazy old fool damn near cut my throat. Shit, Heywood, you've had worse from shaving. What the hell did you do to set him off, anyway? Nothing. I come in here to say fare-thee-well. Ain't you heard? His parole's come through.
The Shawshank Redemption
1m19s
Watch it, old-timer! Are you trying to get killed? 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. Make sure your man double-bags. Last time, the bottom near came out. Make sure you double-bag, like the lady says. Understand? Yes, sir. I surely will. 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.
The Shawshank Redemption
2m18s
And I hope, wherever he is, he's doing OK and making new friends. I have trouble sleeping 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. "I doubt they'll kick up any fuss. Not for an old crook like me." PS. Tell Heywood I'm sorry I put a knife to his throat. "No hard feelings. Brooks."
The Shawshank Redemption