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Red on his way to Zihuatenejo

The best ending in film history?

Get busy living or get busy dying.
That is goddamn right.

296 EXT -- TRAVELING SHOT -- DAY (1967) 296
A gorgeous New England landscape whizzes by, fields and trees a blur of motion. ANGLE SHIFTS to reveal a Greyhound Sceni- Cruiser barreling up the road, pulling abreast of us. CAMERA TRAVELS from window to window, passing faces. We finally come to Red gazing out at the passing landscape.

RED (V.O.)
I find I am so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it is the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain...

297 THE BUS 297
ROARS past camera, dwindling to a mere speck on the horizon.

RED (V.O.)
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...

298 EXT -- BEACH -- WIDE PANORAMIC SHOT -- DAY (1967) 298
A distant boat lies on its side in the sand like an old wreck that's been left to rot in the sun. There's someone out there.

A MAN is meticulously stripping the old paint and varnish by hand, face hidden with goggles and kerchief mask.
Red appears b.g., a distant figure walking out across the sand, wearing his cheap suit and carrying his cheap bag.

The man on the boat pauses. Turns slowly around. Red arrives with a smile as wide as the horizon. The other man raises his goggles and pulls down his mask. Andy, of course.

You look like a man who knows how to get things.

I'm known to locate certain things from time to time.

Red shrugs off his jacket and picks up a sander. Together, they start sanding the hull as we

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