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The
fat
black
boy
and
a
black
boy
named
Geever
run
us
out
of
the
day
room
and
commence
turning
lights
off
with
a
little
key
on
a
chain
,
and
as
the
ward
gets
dimmer
and
darker
the
eyes
of
the
little
birthmarked
nurse
in
the
station
get
bigger
and
brighter
.
She
's
at
the
door
of
the
glass
station
,
issuing
nighttime
pills
to
the
men
that
shuffle
past
her
in
a
line
,
and
she
's
having
a
hard
time
keeping
straight
who
gets
poisoned
with
what
tonight
.
She
's
not
even
watching
where
she
pours
the
water
.
What
has
distracted
her
attention
this
way
is
that
big
redheaded
man
with
the
dreadful
cap
and
the
horrible-looking
scar
,
coming
her
way
.
She
's
watching
McMurphy
walk
away
from
the
card
table
in
the
dark
day
room
,
his
one
horny
hand
twisting
the
red
tuft
of
hair
that
sticks
out
of
the
little
cup
at
the
throat
of
his
work-farm
shirt
,
and
I
figure
by
the
way
she
rears
back
when
he
reaches
the
door
of
the
station
that
she
's
probably
been
warned
about
him
beforehand
by
the
Big
Nurse
.
(
"
Oh
,
one
more
thing
before
I
leave
it
in
your
hands
tonight
,
Miss
Pilbow
;
that
new
man
sitting
over
there
,
the
one
with
the
garish
red
sideburns
and
facial
lacerations
--
I
've
reason
to
believe
he
is
a
sex
maniac
.
"
)
McMurphy
sees
how
she
's
looking
so
scared
and
big-eyed
at
him
,
so
he
sticks
his
head
in
the
station
door
where
she
's
issuing
pills
,
and
gives
her
a
big
friendly
grin
to
get
acquainted
on
.
This
flusters
her
so
she
drops
the
water
pitcher
on
her
foot
.
She
gives
a
cry
and
hops
on
one
foot
,
jerks
her
hand
,
and
the
pill
she
was
about
to
give
me
leaps
out
of
the
little
cup
and
right
down
the
neck
of
her
uniform
where
that
birthmark
stain
runs
like
a
river
of
wine
down
into
a
valley
.
"
Let
me
give
you
a
hand
,
ma'am
.
"
And
that
very
hand
comes
through
the
station
door
,
scarred
and
tattooed
and
the
color
of
raw
meat
.
"
Stay
back
!
There
are
two
aides
on
the
ward
with
me
!
"
She
rolls
her
eyes
for
the
black
boys
,
but
they
are
off
tying
Chronics
in
bed
,
nowhere
close
enough
to
help
in
a
hurry
.
McMurphy
grins
and
turns
the
hand
over
so
she
can
see
he
is
n't
holding
a
knife
.
All
she
can
see
is
the
light
shining
off
the
slick
,
waxy
,
callused
palm
.
"
All
I
mean
to
do
,
miss
,
is
to
--
"
"
Stay
back
!
Patients
are
n't
allowed
to
enter
the
--
Oh
,
stay
back
,
I
'm
a
Catholic
!
"
and
straightaway
jerks
at
the
gold
chain
around
her
neck
so
a
cross
flies
out
from
between
her
bosoms
,
slingshots
the
lost
pill
up
in
the
air
!
McMurphy
strikes
at
the
air
right
in
front
of
her
face
.
She
screams
and
pops
the
cross
in
her
mouth
and
clinches
her
eyes
shut
like
she
's
about
to
get
socked
,
stands
like
that
,
paper-white
except
for
that
stain
which
turns
darker
than
ever
,
as
though
it
sucked
the
blood
from
all
the
rest
of
her
body
.
When
she
finally
opens
her
eyes
again
there
's
that
callused
hand
right
in
front
of
her
with
my
little
red
capsule
sitting
in
it
.
