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6INT. COURTROOM - DAY (1946)

The D.A. holds the jury spellbound with his closing summation:

D.A.

Ladies and gentlemen, you've heard

all the evidence, you know all the

facts. We have the accused at the

scene of the crime. We have foot

prints. Tire tracks. Bullets

scattered on the ground which bear

his fingerprints. A broken bourbon

bottle, likewise with fingerprints.

Most of all, we have a beautiful

young woman and her lover lying

dead in each other's arms. They had

sinned. But was their crime so

great as to merit a death sentence?

He gestures to Andy sitting quietly with his ATTORNEY.

D.A. (CONT'D)

I suspect Mr. Dufresne's answer to

that would be yes.

I further suspect he carried out

that sentence on the night of

September this year of our Lord,

1946, by pumping four bullets into

his wife and another four into

Glenn Quentin. And while you think

about that, think about this...

He picks up a revolver, spins the cylinder before their eyes like a carnival barker spinning a wheel of fortune.

D.A. (CONT'D)

A revolver holds six bullets, not

eight. I submit to you this was not

a hot-blooded crime of passion!

That could at least be understood,

if not condoned. No, this was

revenge of a much more brutal and

cold-blooded nature. Consider! Four

bullets per victim! Not six shots

fired, but eight! That means he

fired the gun empty...and then

stopped to reload so he could shoot

each of them again! An extra bullet

per lover...right in the head.