Keep Busy Living or Keep Busy Dying – It’s a Matter of Choice
Keep busy living or keep busy dying.
This scene is very touching. I can’t help myself but to reflect my life like that of Andy Dufresne.
Whatever the circumstances in life, there is always a choice – keep busy living or keep busy dying. That’s right! And I made my choice to keep busy living.
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Below is the script of the scene:
Andy: My wife used to say I’m a hard man to know. Like a closed book. Complained about it all the time. She was beautiful. God I love her. I just didn’t know how to show it, that all. I killed her, Red. I didn’t pull the trigger. But I drove her away. That’s why she died, because of me. the way I am.
Red: That don’t make you a murderer. A bad husband maybe. Feel bad about it, if you want to, but you didn’t pull the trigger.
Andy: No, I didn’t. And I wound up here. Bad luck, I guess.
Andy: It floats around. It’s got to land on somebody. It’s 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. Do you think you’ll ever get out of here?
Red: Me? Yeah. One day, when I’ve got long beard and two or three marbles rolling around upstairs, they’ll let me out.
Andy: I’ll tell you where I go. Zihuatanejo.
Andy: Zihuatanejo. It’s in Mexico. A little place on the Pacific Ocean. You know what the Mexican say about the Pacific?
Andy: They say it has no memory. That’s where I want to live the rest of my life. A warm place with no memory. Open up a little hotel, right on the beach. Buy some worthless old boat. Fix it up new. Take my guests out. Charter fishing.
Red: Zihuatanejo, huh?
Andy: In a place like that I could use a man who knows how to get things.
Red: I don’t think I could make it on the outside, Andy. I’ve been in here most of my life. I’m an institutional man now. Just like Brooks was.
Andy: Well, you underestimate yourself.
Red: I don’t think so. I mean…in here, I’m the guy who can get things for your, sure. But outside, all you need is the Yellow Pages. Hell, I don’t even know where to begin. The Pacific Ocean? Shit! About scare me to death, something that big.
Andy: Not me. I didn’t shoot my wife and I didn’t shoot her lover. Whatever mistakes I’ve made, I’ve paid for them and then some. That hotel, that boat. I don’t think that’s too much to ask.
Red: I don’t think you ought to be doing this to yourself, Andy. These are just shitty pipe dreams. I mean, Mexico is way the hell down there and you’re in here. And that’s the way it is.
Andy: Yeah, right. That’s the way it is. It’s down there and I’m here. I guess it comes down to a simple choice, really. Get busy living or get busy dying.