-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Кен Кизи
-
- Пролетая над гнездом кукушки
-
- Стр. 232/246
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
Harding
shook
his
head
.
"
I
do
n't
think
I
can
give
you
an
answer
.
Oh
,
I
could
give
you
Freudian
reasons
with
fancy
talk
,
and
that
would
be
right
as
far
as
it
went
.
But
what
you
want
are
the
reasons
for
the
reasons
,
and
I
'm
not
able
to
give
you
those
.
Not
for
the
others
,
anyway
.
For
myself
?
Guilt
.
Shame
.
Fear
.
Self-belittlement
.
I
discovered
at
an
early
age
that
I
was
--
shall
we
be
kind
and
say
different
?
It
's
a
better
,
more
general
word
than
the
other
one
.
I
indulged
in
certain
practices
that
our
society
regards
as
shameful
.
And
I
got
sick
.
It
was
n't
the
practices
,
I
do
n't
think
,
it
was
the
feeling
that
the
great
,
deadly
,
pointing
forefinger
of
society
was
pointing
at
me
--
and
the
great
voice
of
millions
chanting
,
'
Shame
.
Shame
.
Shame
.
'
It
's
society
's
way
of
dealing
with
someone
different
.
"
"
I
'm
different
,
"
McMurphy
said
.
"
Why
did
n't
something
like
that
happen
to
me
?
I
've
had
people
bugging
me
about
one
thing
or
another
as
far
back
as
I
can
remember
but
that
's
not
what
--
but
it
did
n't
drive
me
crazy
.
"
"
No
,
you
're
right
.
That
's
not
what
drove
you
crazy
.
I
was
n't
giving
my
reason
as
the
sole
reason
.
Though
I
used
to
think
at
one
time
,
a
few
years
ago
,
my
turtleneck
years
,
that
society
's
chastising
was
the
sole
force
that
drove
one
along
the
road
to
crazy
,
but
you
've
caused
me
to
re-appraise
my
theory
.
There
's
something
else
that
drives
people
,
strong
people
like
you
,
my
friend
,
down
that
road
.
"
"
Yeah
?
Not
that
I
'm
admitting
I
'm
down
that
road
,
but
what
is
this
something
else
?
"
"
It
is
us
.
"
He
swept
his
hand
about
him
in
a
soft
white
circle
and
repeated
,
"
Us
.
"
McMurphy
halfheartedly
said
,
"
Bull
,
"
and
grinned
and
stood
up
,
pulling
the
girl
to
her
feet
.
He
squinted
up
at
the
dim
clock
.
"
It
's
nearly
five
.
I
need
me
a
little
shut-eye
before
my
big
getaway
.
The
day
shift
does
n't
come
on
for
another
two
hours
yet
;
let
's
leave
Billy
and
Candy
down
there
a
while
longer
.
I
'll
cut
out
about
six
.
Sandy
,
honey
,
maybe
an
hour
in
the
dorm
would
sober
us
up
.
What
do
you
say
?
We
got
a
long
drive
tomorrow
,
whether
it
's
Canada
or
Mexico
or
wherever
.
"
Turkle
and
Harding
and
I
stood
up
too
.
Everybody
was
still
weaving
pretty
much
,
still
pretty
drunk
,
but
a
mellow
,
sad
feeling
,
had
drifted
over
the
drunk
.
Turkle
said
he
'd
boot
McMurphy
and
the
girl
out
of
bed
in
an
hour
.
"
Wake
me
up
too
,
"
Harding
said
.
"
I
'd
like
to
stand
there
at
the
window
with
a
silver
bullet
in
my
hand
and
ask
'
Who
wawz
that
'
er
masked
man
?
'
as
you
ride
--
"
