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It
was
late
when
we
got
back
to
the
hospital
.
The
girl
was
sleeping
against
Billy
's
chest
,
and
when
she
raised
up
his
arm
'd
gone
dead
holding
her
all
that
way
in
such
an
awkward
position
,
and
she
rubbed
it
for
him
.
He
told
her
if
he
had
any
of
his
weekends
free
he
'd
ask
her
for
a
date
,
and
she
said
she
could
come
to
visit
in
two
weeks
if
he
'd
tell
her
what
time
,
and
Billy
looked
at
McMurphy
for
an
answer
.
McMurphy
put
his
arms
around
both
of
their
shoulders
and
said
,
"
Let
's
make
it
two
o'clock
on
the
nose
.
"
"
Saturday
afternoon
?
"
she
asked
.
He
winked
at
Billy
and
squeezed
the
girl
's
head
in
the
crook
of
his
arm
.
"
No
.
Two
o'clock
Saturday
night
.
Slip
up
and
knock
on
that
same
window
you
was
at
this
morning
.
I
'll
talk
the
night
aide
into
letting
you
in
.
"
She
giggled
and
nodded
.
"
You
damned
McMurphy
,
"
she
said
.
Some
of
the
Acutes
on
the
ward
were
still
up
,
standing
around
the
latrine
to
see
if
we
'd
been
drowned
or
not
.
They
watched
us
march
into
the
hall
,
blood-speckled
,
sunburned
,
stinking
of
beer
and
fish
,
toting
our
salmon
like
we
were
conquering
heroes
.
The
doctor
asked
if
they
'd
like
to
come
out
and
look
at
his
halibut
in
the
back
of
his
car
,
and
we
all
started
back
out
except
McMurphy
.
He
said
he
guessed
he
was
pretty
shot
and
thought
he
'd
hit
the
hay
.
When
he
was
gone
one
of
the
Acutes
who
had
n't
made
the
trip
asked
how
come
McMurphy
looked
so
beat
and
worn
out
where
the
rest
of
us
looked
redcheeked
and
still
full
of
excitement
.
Harding
passed
it
off
as
nothing
more
than
the
loss
of
his
suntan
.
"
You
'll
recall
McMurphy
came
in
full
steam
,
from
a
rigorous
life
outdoors
on
a
work
farm
,
ruddy
of
face
and
abloom
with
physical
health
.
We
've
simply
been
witness
to
the
fading
of
his
magnificent
psychopathic
suntan
.
That
's
all
.
Today
he
did
spend
some
exhausting
hours
--
in
the
dimness
of
the
boat
cabin
,
incidentally
--
while
we
were
out
in
the
elements
,
soaking
up
the
Vitamin
D.
Of
course
,
that
may
have
exhausted
him
to
some
extent
,
those
rigors
down
below
,
but
think
of
it
,
friends
.
As
for
myself
,
I
believe
I
could
have
done
with
a
little
less
Vitamin
D
and
a
little
more
of
his
kind
of
exhaustion
.
Especially
with
little
Candy
as
a
taskmaster
.
Am
I
wrong
?
"
I
did
n't
say
so
,
but
I
was
wondering
if
maybe
he
was
n't
wrong
.
I
'd
noticed
McMurphy
's
exhaustion
earlier
,
on
the
trip
home
,
after
he
'd
insisted
on
driving
past
the
place
where
he
'd
lived
once
.
We
'd
just
shared
the
last
beer
and
slung
the
empty
can
out
the
window
at
a
stop
sign
and
were
just
leaning
back
to
get
the
feel
of
the
day
,
swimming
in
that
kind
of
tasty
drowsiness
that
comes
over
you
after
a
day
of
going
hard
at
something
you
enjoy
doing
--
half
sunburned
and
half
drunk
and
keeping
awake
only
because
you
wanted
to
savor
the
taste
as
long
as
you
could
.
I
noticed
vaguely
that
I
was
getting
so
's
I
could
see
some
good
in
the
life
around
me
.
McMurphy
was
teaching
me
.
I
was
feeling
better
than
I
'd
remembered
feeling
since
I
was
a
kid
,
when
everything
was
good
and
the
land
was
still
singing
kids
'
poetry
to
me
.
