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RED: He's got his
fingers in a lot of pies, from what I hear.
ANDY: What you hear isn't half of it. He's got
scams you
haven't dreamed of. Kickbacks on his kickbacks. There's a river
of dirty money flowing through this place.
RED: Can be a problem having all that money. 'Cause sooner or
later you're gotta have to explain where it came from.
ANDY: That's where I come in. I channel it, filter it, funnel
it...stocks, securities, tax-free municipals...I send that money
out into the real world. And when it comes back...
RED: Clean as a virgin's honeybunch?
ANDY: Cleaner. By the time Norton retires, I will have made
him a millionaire.
RED: If they ever catch on him, he's gonna
wind up here
wearing a number himself.
ANDY: Oh Red, I thought you had
a little more faith in me than that.
RED: I know you're good, but all that paper leaves a trail.
Now anybody gets curious, FBI, IRS, whatever. It's going to lead
to somebody.
ANDY: Sure it is. But not to me, and certainly not to the
warden.
RED: All right, who?
ANDY: Randall Stevens.
RED: Who?
ANDY: The "silent" silent partner. He's the guilty one, your
Honor. The man with the bank accounts. It's where the filtering
process starts. They trace anything, it's gonna lead to him.
RED: But who is he?
ANDY: He's a phantom, an apparition. Second cousin to Harvey
the Rabbit. (off Red's look) I conjure him out of thin air. He
doesn't exist...except on paper.
RED: Andy, you can't just make
a person up.
ANDY: Sure you can, if you know how the system works, and
where the cracks are. It's amazing what you can accomplish by
mail. Mr. Stevens has a birth certificate, driver's license,
social security number.
RED: You're shitting me.
ANDY: If they ever trace any of those accounts, they'll wind
up chasing a
figment of my imagination.
RED: Well, I'll be damned!
Did I say you were good? Shit! You're Rembrandt.
ANDY: The funny thing is on the outside, I was an honest man.
Straight as an arrow. I had to come to prison to be a
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