-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Кен Кизи
-
- Пролетая над гнездом кукушки
-
- Стр. 70/246
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
And
you
,
Mr.
McMurphy
,
"
she
says
,
smiling
,
sweet
as
sugar
,
"
if
you
are
finished
showing
off
your
manly
physique
and
your
gaudy
underpants
,
I
think
you
had
better
go
back
in
the
dorm
and
put
on
your
greens
.
"
He
tips
his
cap
to
her
and
to
the
patients
ogling
and
poking
fun
at
his
white-whale
shorts
,
and
goes
to
the
dorm
without
a
word
.
She
turns
and
starts
off
in
the
other
direction
,
her
flat
red
smile
going
out
before
her
;
before
she
's
got
the
door
closed
on
her
glass
station
,
his
singing
is
rolling
from
the
dorm
door
into
the
hall
again
.
"
'
She
took
me
to
her
parlor
,
and
coo-oo-ooled
me
with
her
fan
'
"
--
I
can
hear
the
whack
as
he
slaps
his
bare
belly
--
"
'
whispered
low
in
her
mamma
's
ear
,
I
luh-uhvvv
that
gamblin
'
man
.
'
"
Sweeping
the
dorm
soon
's
it
's
empty
,
I
'm
after
dust
mice
under
his
bed
when
I
get
a
smell
of
something
that
makes
me
realize
for
the
first
time
since
I
been
in
the
hospital
that
this
big
dorm
full
of
beds
,
sleeps
forty
grown
men
,
has
always
been
sticky
with
a
thousand
other
smells
--
smells
of
germicide
,
zinc
ointment
,
and
foot
powder
,
smell
of
piss
and
sour
old-man
manure
,
of
Pablum
and
eyewash
,
of
musty
shorts
and
socks
musty
even
when
they
're
fresh
back
from
the
laundry
,
the
stiff
odor
of
starch
in
the
linen
,
the
acid
stench
of
morning
mouths
,
the
banana
smell
of
machine
oil
,
and
sometimes
the
smell
of
singed
hair
--
but
never
before
now
,
before
he
came
in
,
the
man
smell
of
dust
and
dirt
from
the
open
fields
,
and
sweat
,
and
work
.
All
through
breakfast
McMurphy
's
talking
and
laughing
a
mile
a
minute
.
After
this
morning
he
thinks
the
Big
Nurse
is
going
to
be
a
snap
.
He
do
n't
know
he
just
caught
her
off
guard
and
,
if
anything
,
made
her
strengthen
herself
.
He
's
being
the
clown
,
working
at
getting
some
of
the
guys
to
laugh
.
It
bothers
him
that
the
best
they
can
do
is
grin
weakly
and
snigger
sometimes
.
He
prods
at
Billy
Bibbit
,
sitting
across
the
table
from
him
,
says
in
a
secret
voice
,
"
Hey
,
Billy
boy
,
you
remember
that
time
in
Seattle
you
and
me
picked
up
those
two
twitches
?
One
of
the
best
rolls
I
ever
had
.
"
Billy
's
eyes
bob
up
from
his
plate
.
He
opens
his
mouth
but
ca
n't
say
a
thing
.
McMurphy
turns
to
Harding
.
"
We
'd
never
have
brought
it
off
,
neither
,
picking
them
up
on
the
spur
of
the
moment
that
way
,
except
that
they
'd
heard
tell
of
Billy
Bibbit
.
Billy
'
Club
'
Bibbit
,
he
was
known
as
in
them
days
.
Those
girls
were
about
to
take
off
when
one
looked
at
him
and
says
'
Are
you
the
renowned
Billy
Club
Bibbit
?
Of
the
famous
fourteen
inches
?
'
And
Billy
ducked
his
head
and
blushed
--
like
he
's
doin
'
now
--
and
we
were
a
shoo-in
.
And
I
remember
,
when
we
got
them
up
to
the
hotel
,
there
was
this
woman
's
voice
from
over
near
Billy
's
bed
,
says
,
'
Mister
Bibbit
,
I
'm
disappointed
in
you
;
I
heard
that
you
had
four
--
four
--
for
goodness
sakes
!
'
"
And
whoops
and
slaps
his
leg
and
gooses
Billy
with
his
thumb
till
I
think
Billy
will
fall
in
a
dead
faint
from
blushing
and
grinning
.
McMurphy
says
that
as
a
matter
of
fact
a
couple
of
sweet
twitches
like
those
two
is
the
only
thing
this
hospital
does
lack
.
The
bed
they
give
a
man
here
,
finest
he
's
ever
slept
in
,
and
what
a
fine
table
they
do
spread
.
He
ca
n't
figure
why
everybody
's
so
glum
about
being
locked
up
here
.
