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"
Dilantin
,
McMurphy
,
an
anti-convulsant
,
if
you
must
know
.
"
"
Do
n't
it
work
or
something
?
"
"
Yeah
,
I
guess
it
works
all
right
--
if
you
take
it
.
"
"
Then
what
's
the
sweat
about
taking
it
or
not
?
"
"
Look
,
if
you
must
know
!
Here
's
the
dirty
sweat
about
taking
it
.
"
Fredrickson
reaches
up
and
grabs
his
lower
lip
between
his
thumb
and
finger
,
pulls
it
down
to
show
gums
ragged
and
pink
and
bloodless
around
long
shiny
teeth
.
"
Your
gungs
,
"
he
says
,
hanging
onto
the
lip
.
"
Dilantin
gnakes
your
gungs
rot
.
And
a
seizure
gnakes
you
grit
your
teeth
.
And
you
--
"
There
's
a
noise
on
the
floor
They
look
to
where
Sefelt
is
moaning
and
wheezing
,
just
as
the
black
boy
draws
two
teeth
out
with
his
taped
stick
.
Scanlon
takes
his
tray
and
walks
away
from
the
bunch
,
saying
,
"
Hell
of
a
life
.
Damned
if
you
do
and
damned
if
you
do
n't
.
Puts
a
man
in
one
confounded
bind
,
I
'd
say
.
"
McMurphy
says
,
"
Yeah
,
I
see
what
you
mean
,
"
looking
down
into
Sefelt
's
gathering
face
.
His
face
has
commenced
to
take
on
that
same
haggard
,
puzzled
look
of
pressure
that
the
face
on
the
floor
has
.
Whatever
it
was
went
haywire
in
the
mechanism
,
they
've
just
about
got
it
fixed
again
.
The
clean
,
calculated
arcade
movement
is
coming
back
:
six-thirty
out
of
bed
,
seven
into
the
mess
hall
,
eight
the
puzzles
come
out
for
the
Chronics
and
the
cards
for
the
Acutes
.
in
the
Nurses
'
Station
I
can
see
the
white
hands
of
the
Big
Nurse
float
over
the
controls
.
