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Another
one
joins
in
.
He
remembers
the
nurse
's
comments
about
Disturbed
.
"
Robert
's
right
,
Alvin
.
Did
n't
you
see
the
way
the
man
acted
out
there
today
?
When
one
of
his
schemes
was
thwarted
he
was
up
out
of
his
chair
,
on
the
verge
of
violence
.
You
tell
us
,
Doctor
Spivey
,
what
do
his
records
say
about
violence
?
"
"
There
is
a
marked
disregard
for
discipline
and
authority
,
"
the
doctor
says
.
"
Right
.
His
history
shows
,
Alvin
,
that
time
and
again
he
has
acted
out
his
hostilities
against
authority
figures
--
in
school
,
in
the
service
,
in
jail
!
And
I
think
that
his
performance
after
the
voting
furor
today
is
as
conclusive
an
indication
as
we
can
have
of
what
to
expect
in
the
future
.
"
He
stops
and
frowns
into
his
pipe
,
puts
it
back
in
his
mouth
,
and
strikes
a
match
and
sucks
the
flame
into
the
bowl
with
a
loud
popping
sound
.
When
it
's
lit
he
sneaks
a
look
up
through
the
yellow
cloud
of
smoke
at
the
Big
Nurse
;
he
must
take
her
silence
as
agreement
because
he
goes
on
,
more
enthusiastic
and
certain
than
before
.
"
Pause
for
a
minute
and
imagine
,
Alvin
,
"
he
says
,
his
words
cottony
with
smoke
,
"
imagine
what
will
happen
to
one
of
us
when
we
're
alone
in
Individual
Therapy
with
Mr.
McMurphy
.
Imagine
you
are
approaching
a
particularly
painful
breakthrough
and
he
decides
he
's
just
had
all
he
can
take
of
your
--
how
would
he
put
it
?
--
your
'
damn
fool
collitch-kid
pryin
'
!
'
You
tell
him
he
must
n't
get
hostile
and
he
says
'
to
hell
with
that
,
'
and
tell
him
to
calm
down
,
in
an
authoritarian
voice
,
of
course
,
and
here
he
comes
,
all
two
hundred
and
ten
red-headed
psychopathic
Irishman
pounds
of
him
,
right
across
the
interviewing
table
at
you
.
Are
you
--
are
any
of
us
,
for
that
matter
--
prepared
to
deal
with
Mr.
McMurphy
when
these
moments
arise
?
"
He
puts
his
size-ten
pipe
back
in
the
corner
of
his
mouth
and
spreads
his
hands
on
his
knees
and
waits
.
Everybody
's
thinking
about
McMurphy
's
thick
red
arms
and
scarred
hands
and
how
his
neck
comes
out
of
his
T-shirt
like
a
rusty
wedge
.
The
resident
named
Alvin
has
turned
pale
at
the
thought
,
like
that
yellow
pipe
smoke
his
buddy
was
blowing
at
him
had
stained
his
face
.
"
So
you
believe
it
would
be
wise
,
"
the
doctor
asks
,
"
to
send
him
up
to
Disturbed
?
"
"
I
believe
it
would
be
at
the
very
least
safe
,
"
the
guy
with
the
pipe
answers
,
closing
his
eyes
.
"
I
'm
afraid
I
'll
have
to
withdraw
my
suggestion
and
go
along
with
Robert
,
"
Alvin
tells
them
all
,
"
if
only
for
my
own
protection
.
"
They
all
laugh
.
They
're
all
more
relaxed
now
,
certain
they
've
come
round
to
the
plan
she
was
wanting
.
