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"
It
's
difficult
to
enforce
discipline
in
these
surroundings
.
You
must
be
able
to
see
that
.
What
can
we
do
to
you
?
You
ca
n't
be
arrested
.
You
ca
n't
be
put
on
bread
and
water
.
You
must
see
that
the
staff
has
a
problem
;
what
can
we
do
?
"
Ruckly
had
an
idea
what
they
could
do
,
but
she
did
n't
pay
any
attention
to
it
.
The
face
moved
with
a
ticking
noise
till
the
features
achieved
a
different
look
.
She
finally
answered
her
own
question
.
"
We
must
take
away
a
privilege
.
And
after
careful
consideration
of
the
circumstances
of
this
rebellion
,
we
've
decided
that
there
would
be
a
certain
justice
in
taking
away
the
privilege
of
the
tub
room
that
you
men
have
been
using
for
your
card
games
during
the
day
.
Does
this
seem
unfair
?
"
Her
head
did
n't
move
.
She
did
n't
look
.
But
one
by
one
everybody
else
looked
at
him
sitting
there
in
his
corner
.
Even
the
old
Chronics
,
wondering
why
everybody
had
turned
to
look
in
one
direction
,
stretched
out
their
scrawny
necks
like
birds
and
turned
to
look
at
McMurphy
--
faces
turned
to
him
,
full
of
a
naked
,
scared
hope
.
That
single
thin
note
in
my
head
was
like
tires
speeding
down
a
pavement
.
He
was
sitting
straight
up
in
his
chair
,
one
big
red
finger
scratching
lazily
at
the
stitchmarks
run
across
his
nose
.
He
grinned
at
everybody
looking
at
him
and
took
his
cap
by
the
brim
and
tipped
it
politely
,
then
looked
back
at
the
nurse
.
"
So
,
if
there
is
no
discussion
on
this
ruling
,
I
think
the
hour
is
almost
over
...
"
She
paused
again
,
took
a
look
at
him
herself
.
He
shrugged
his
shoulders
and
with
a
loud
sigh
slapped
both
hands
down
on
his
knees
and
pushed
himself
standing
out
of
the
chair
.
He
stretched
and
yawned
and
scratched
the
nose
again
and
started
strolling
across
the
day-room
floor
to
where
she
sat
by
the
Nurses
'
Station
,
heisting
his
pants
with
his
thumbs
as
he
walked
.
I
could
see
it
was
too
late
to
keep
him
from
doing
whatever
fool
thing
he
had
in
mind
,
and
I
just
watched
,
like
everybody
else
.
He
walked
with
long
steps
,
too
long
,
and
he
had
his
thumbs
hooked
in
his
pockets
again
.
The
iron
in
his
boot
heels
cracked
lightning
out
of
the
tile
.
He
was
the
logger
again
,
the
swaggering
gambler
,
the
big
redheaded
brawling
Irishman
,
the
cowboy
out
of
the
TV
set
walking
down
the
middle
of
the
street
to
meet
a
dare
.
The
Big
Nurse
's
eyes
swelled
out
white
as
he
got
close
.
She
had
n't
reckoned
on
him
doing
anything
.
This
was
supposed
to
be
her
final
victory
over
him
,
supposed
to
establish
her
rule
once
and
for
all
.
But
here
he
comes
and
he
's
big
as
a
house
!
She
started
popping
her
mouth
and
looking
for
her
black
boys
,
scared
to
death
,
but
he
stopped
before
he
got
to
her
