So Andy took Tommy under his wing. Started walking him through his ABCs…

INT -- MESS HALL -- DAY (1965)

TRACK the table to Tommy and Andy. Discussing a book.

RED (V.O.)

Tommy took to it pretty well, too. Boy found brains he never knew he had.

EXT -- EXERCISE YARD BLEACHERS -- DAY (1965)

TOMNY

The cat sh--shh--shimmied up the tree and crept st--stel--stealthily out on the limb…

INT -- WOOD SHOP -- DAY (1965)

Tommy intent on a paperback, mouthing the words. Behind him, wood is piling up on the conveyor belt.

RED (V.O.)

After a while, you couldn't pry those books out of hands.

RED

Ass in gear, son! You're putting us behind!

Tommy shoves the book in his back pocket and hurries over.

INT -- LIBRARY -- DAY (1965)

Tommy writes a sentence on the blackboard. Andy steps in, shows him how to reconstruct it.

RED (V.O.)

Before long, Andy started him on his course requirements. He really liked the kid, that was part of it. Gave him a thrill to help a youngster crawl off the shitheap. But that wasn't the only reason…

INT -- ANDY'S CELL -- NIGHT (1966)

TIGHT ANGLE on chessboard. Most of the pieces complete. PAN TO Andy lying in his bunk, carefully polishing…

RED (V.O.)

Prison time is slow time. Sometimes it feels like stop-time. So you do what you can to keep going…

…and we keep going past Andy in a SLOW PAN of the cell. Sink. Toilet. Books. Outside the window bars, we hear another TRAIN passing in the night…

RED (V.O.)

Some fellas collect stamps. Others build matchstick houses. Andy built a library. Now he needed a new project. Tommy was it. It was the same reason he spent years shaping and polishing those rocks. The same reason he hung his fantasy girlies on the wall…

…STILL PANNING, past a chair, a sweater on a hook… and finally to the place of honor on the wall…

RED (V.O.)

In prison, a man'll do most anything to keep his mind occupied.

…where the latest poster turns out to be Racquel Welch in fur bikini. Gorgeous. "One Million Years, B. C." SLOW PUSH IN.

RED (V.O.)

By 1966… right about the time Tommy was getting ready to take his exams… it was lovely Racquel.

INT -- LIBRARY -- DAY (1966)

Tommy's taking the big test. Andy's monitoring the time. Deep silence, save for Tommy's pencil-scribbling. A few old-timers are browsing the shelves, sneaking looks their way. Tommy tries to ignore them. Concentrate.

Andy clears his throat. Time's up. Tommy puts his pencil down.

ANDY

Well?

TOMMY

Well. It's for shit.

(gets up in disgust)

Wasted a whole fuckin' year of my time with this bullshit!

ANDY

May not be as bad as you think.

TOMMY

It's worse! I didn't get a fuckin' thing right! Might as well be in Chinese!

ANDY

We'll see how the score comes out.

TOMMY

I'll tell you how the goddamn score comes out…

Tommy grabs the test, wads it, slam-dunks it into the trash.