3 Best The Shawshank Redemption Monologues

The Shawshank Redemption

Get busy living or get busy dying. That’s goddamn right. For the second time in my life, I’m guilty of committing a crime. Parole violation. Course, I doubt they’re going to throw up any road blocks for that. Not for an old crook like me. 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.

Morgan Freeman’s voice-over monologue at the end of The Shawshank Redemption is just one of several amazing monologues in this 1994 classic. One of the best movie endings ever.

The Shawshank Redemption (Andy Dufresne)

Category: Movie Role: Andy Dufresne From: The Shawshank Redemption

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? … I could use a good man to help me get my project on wheels. I’ll keep an eye out for you and the chess board ready. Remember Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. I will be hoping this letter find you and finds you well, your friend Andy.

The Shawshank Redemption (Ellis Boyd ‘Red’ Redding)

Category: Movie Role: Ellis Boyd 'Red' Redding From: The Shawshank Redemption

Rehabilitated? Well, now, let me see. You know, I don’t have any idea what that means. I know what you think it means, sonny. To me, it’s just a made up word. A politician’s word, sonny. Young fellas like yourself can wear a suit and a tie and have a job. What do you really want to know? Am I sorry for what I did? There’s not a day goes by I don’t feel regret. Not because I’m in here. Because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then. A young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try to talk some sense to him. Tell him the way things are. But I can’t. That kid’s long gone and this old man’s all that’s left. I got to live with that. Rehabilitated? That’s just a bullshit word. So you go on and stamp your form, sonny, and stop wasting my time. Because, to tell you the truth, I don’t give a shit.