Andy first came to me!!

 In the court, a detective explained the modus operandi of the case that Andy caused one after another. Andy Dufresne took the stand in his own defense and told his story calmly, coolly, and dispassionately. During the trial, he was calm from beginning to end.

 Getting a pass out of Shawshank when you've got murder stamped on your admittance-slip is slow work, as slow as a river eroding a rock. Seven men sit on the board, two more than at most state prisons, and every one of those seven has an ass as hard as the water drawn up from a mineral- spring well. You can't buy guys, you can't sweet-talk them, you can't cry for them. As far as the board in here is concerned, money do not talk, and nobody walks. There were other reasons in Andy's case as well... but that belongs a little further along in my story.

 I remember the first time Andy Dufresne goy in touch with me for something; I remember like it was  yesterday. In the summer of 1948 he came around for something else. The truck loading-bays are on the south side of the yard.There are five of them. Shawshank is busy place during the work-week--deliveries in, deliveries out.

 It was on a Sunday that Andy first came to me. I had just finished talking to Elmore Armitage, a fellow who often came in handy to me, about radio when Andy walked up. I knew who he was, of course; he had a requtation foe being a snob and a cool fish. One of the people saying so was Bogs Diamond, a bad man to have on your case. Andy had no cellmate, and I'd heard that just the way he wanted it, although people were already saying he thought his shit smelled sweeter than the ordinary. But I do not have to listen to rumors about a man when I can judge him hor myself.