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Harding
smiles
at
him
and
takes
another
slow
drag
on
his
cigarette
.
"
Vote
what
,
my
friend
?
Vote
that
the
nurse
may
not
ask
any
more
questions
in
Group
Meeting
?
Vote
that
she
shall
not
look
at
us
in
a
certain
way
?
You
tell
me
,
Mr.
McMurphy
,
what
do
we
vote
on
?
"
"
Hell
,
I
do
n't
care
.
Vote
on
anything
.
Do
n't
you
see
you
have
to
do
something
to
show
you
still
got
some
guts
?
Do
n't
you
see
you
ca
n't
let
her
take
over
completely
?
Look
at
you
here
:
you
say
the
Chief
is
scared
of
his
own
shadow
,
but
I
never
saw
a
scareder-looking
bunch
in
my
life
than
you
guys
.
"
"
Not
me
!
"
Cheswick
says
.
"
Maybe
not
you
,
buddy
,
but
the
rest
are
even
scared
to
open
up
and
laugh
.
You
know
,
that
's
the
first
thing
that
got
me
about
this
place
,
that
there
was
n't
anybody
laughing
.
I
have
n't
heard
a
real
laugh
since
I
came
through
that
door
,
do
you
know
that
?
Man
,
when
you
lose
your
laugh
you
lose
your
footing
.
A
man
go
around
lettin
'
a
woman
whup
him
down
till
he
ca
n't
laugh
any
more
,
and
he
loses
one
of
the
biggest
edges
he
's
got
on
his
side
.
First
thing
you
know
he
'll
begin
to
think
she
's
tougher
than
he
is
and
--
"
"
Ah
.
I
believe
my
friend
is
catching
on
,
fellow
rabbits
.
Tell
me
,
Mr.
McMurphy
,
how
does
one
go
about
showing
a
woman
who
's
boss
,
I
mean
other
than
laughing
at
her
?
How
does
he
show
her
who
's
king
of
the
mountain
?
A
man
like
you
should
be
able
to
tell
us
that
.
You
do
n't
slap
her
around
,
do
you
?
No
,
then
she
calls
the
law
.
You
do
n't
lose
your
temper
and
shout
at
her
;
she
'll
win
by
trying
to
placate
her
big
ol'
angry
boy
:
'
Is
us
wittle
man
getting
fussy
?
Ahhhhh
?
'
Have
you
ever
tried
to
keep
up
a
noble
and
angry
front
in
the
face
of
such
consolation
?
So
you
see
,
my
friend
,
it
is
somewhat
as
you
stated
:
man
has
but
one
truly
effective
weapon
against
the
juggernaut
of
modern
matriarchy
,
but
it
certainly
is
not
laughter
.
One
weapon
,
and
with
every
passing
year
in
this
hip
,
motivationally
researched
society
,
more
and
more
people
are
discovering
how
to
render
that
weapon
useless
and
conquer
those
who
have
hitherto
been
the
conquerors
--
"
"
Lord
,
Harding
,
but
you
do
come
on
,
"
McMurphy
says
.
"
--
and
do
you
think
,
for
all
your
acclaimed
psychopathic
powers
,
that
you
could
effectively
use
your
weapon
against
our
champion
?
Do
you
think
you
could
use
it
against
Miss
Ratched
,
McMurphy
?
Ever
?
"
And
sweeps
one
of
his
hands
toward
the
glass
case
.
Everybody
's
head
turns
to
look
.
She
's
in
there
,
looking
out
through
her
window
,
got
a
tape
recorder
hid
out
of
sight
somewhere
,
getting
all
this
down
--
already
planning
how
to
work
it
into
the
schedule
.
The
nurse
sees
everybody
looking
at
her
and
she
nods
and
they
all
turn
away
.
McMurphy
takes
off
his
cap
and
runs
his
hands
into
that
red
hair
.
Now
everybody
is
looking
at
him
;
they
're
waiting
for
him
to
make
an
answer
and
he
knows
it
.
He
feels
he
's
been
trapped
some
way
.
He
puts
the
cap
back
on
and
rubs
the
stitch
marks
on
his
nose
.
