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She
looks
at
him
for
a
long
time
without
her
smile
.
She
has
the
ability
to
turn
her
smile
into
whatever
expression
she
wants
to
use
on
somebody
,
but
the
look
she
turns
it
into
is
no
different
,
just
a
calculated
and
mechanical
expression
to
serve
her
purpose
.
Finally
she
says
,
"
I
beg
your
pardon
,
Mack-Murph-y
.
"
She
turns
back
to
the
doctor
.
"
Now
,
Doctor
,
if
you
would
explain
...
"
The
doctor
folds
his
hands
and
leans
back
.
"
Yes
.
I
suppose
What
I
should
do
is
explain
the
complete
theory
of
our
Therapeutic
Community
,
while
we
're
at
it
.
Though
I
usually
save
it
until
later
.
Yes
.
A
good
idea
,
Miss
Ratched
,
a
fine
idea
.
"
"
Certainly
the
theory
too
,
doctor
,
but
what
I
had
in
mind
was
the
rule
,
that
the
patients
remain
seated
during
the
course
of
the
meeting
,
"
"
Yes
.
Of
course
.
Then
I
will
explain
the
theory
.
Mr.
McMurphy
,
one
of
the
first
things
is
that
the
patients
remain
seated
during
the
course
of
the
meeting
.
It
's
the
only
way
,
you
see
,
for
us
to
maintain
order
.
"
"
Sure
,
Doctor
.
I
just
got
up
to
show
you
that
thing
in
my
record
book
.
"
He
goes
over
to
his
chair
,
gives
another
big
stretch
and
yawn
,
sits
down
,
and
moves
around
for
a
while
like
a
dog
coming
to
rest
.
When
he
's
comfortable
,
he
looks
over
at
the
doctor
,
waiting
.
"
As
to
the
theory
...
"
The
doctor
takes
a
deep
,
happy
breath
.
"
Ffffuck
da
wife
,
"
Ruckly
says
.
McMurphy
hides
his
mouth
behind
the
back
of
his
hand
and
calls
across
the
ward
to
Ruckly
in
a
scratchy
whisper
,
"
Whose
wife
?
"
and
Martini
's
head
snaps
up
,
eyes
wide
and
staring
.
"
Yeah
,
"
he
says
,
"
whose
wife
?
Oh
.
Her
?
Yeah
,
I
see
her
.
Yeah
.
"
"
I
'd
give
a
lot
to
have
that
man
's
eyes
,
"
McMurphy
says
of
Martini
and
then
does
n't
say
anything
all
the
rest
of
the
meeting
.
Just
sits
and
watches
and
does
n't
miss
a
thing
that
happens
or
a
word
that
's
said
.
The
doctor
talks
about
his
theory
until
the
Big
Nurse
finally
decides
he
's
used
up
time
enough
and
asks
him
to
hush
so
they
can
get
on
to
Harding
,
and
they
talk
the
rest
of
the
meeting
about
that
.
McMurphy
sits
forward
in
his
chair
a
couple
of
times
during
the
meeting
like
he
might
have
something
to
say
,
but
he
decides
better
and
leans
back
.
There
's
a
puzzled
expression
coming
over
his
face
.
Something
strange
is
going
on
here
,
he
's
finding
out
.
He
ca
n't
quite
put
his
finger
on
it
.
Like
the
way
nobody
will
laugh
.
Now
he
thought
sure
there
would
be
a
laugh
when
he
asked
Ruckly
,
"
Whose
wife
?
"
but
there
was
n't
even
a
sign
of
one
.
The
air
is
pressed
in
by
the
walls
,
too
tight
for
laughing
.
There
's
something
strange
about
a
place
where
the
men
wo
n't
let
themselves
loose
and
laugh
,
something
strange
about
the
way
they
all
knuckle
under
to
that
smiling
flour-faced
old
mother
there
with
the
too-red
lipstick
and
the
too-big
boobs
.
And
he
thinks
he
'll
just
wait
a
while
to
see
what
the
story
is
in
this
new
place
before
he
makes
any
kind
of
play
.
That
's
a
good
rule
for
a
smart
gambler
:
look
the
game
over
awhile
before
you
draw
yourself
a
hand
.
