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KA-THUMP! The master lock is thrown. The cons emerge from their cells and the headcount begins. Red looks back to see if Andy's in line. He's not. Suddenly the count stalls:
GUARD
Man missing on tier two! Cell 12!
The head bull, HAIG, checks his
list:
HAIG
Dufresne? Get your ass out here,
boy! You're holding up the show!
(no answer)
Don't make me come down there now!
I'll thump your skull for you!
Still no answer. Glaring, Haig stalks down the tier, clipboard in hand. His men fall in behind.
HAIG (CONT'D)
Dufresne, dammit, you're putting me
behind! You better be sick or dead
in there, I shit you not!
They arrive at bars. Their faces go slack. Stunned. Softly:
HAIG (CONT'D)
Oh my Holy God.
REVERSE ANGLE
reveals the cell is empty. Everything neat and tidy. Even the bunk is stowed. They wrench the door open and rush in, tossing the cell in a panic as if Andy might be lurking under the Kleenex or the toothpaste. CAMERA ROCKETS IN on Haig as he spins toward us, bellowing at the top of his lungs:
HAIG
WHAT THE FUCK!