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           "Yes?Andhowdoyoufeelaboutrelinquishingyourworldnewstowatchabunchofmenplaybaseball?"

           "Wecan’thaveboth,huh?No,Isupposenot.Well,whatthedickens—Idon’tguessthey’llbombusthisweek.""Let’slethimhavethevote,MissRatched."

           "Verywell.ButIthinkthisisampleevidenceofhowmuchheisupsettingsomeofyoupatients.Whatisityouareproposing,Mr.McMurphy?"

           "I’mproposingarevoteonwatchingtheTVintheafternoon."

           "You’recertainonemorevotewillsatisfyyou?Wehavemoreimportantthings—"

           "It’llsatisfyme.Ijust’dkindofliketoseewhichofthesebirdshasanygutsandwhichdoesn’t."

           "It’sthatkindoftalk,DoctorSpivey,thatmakesmewonderifthepatientswouldn’tbemorecontentifMr.McMurphyweremoved."

           "Lethimcallthevote,whydontcha?"

           "Certainly,Mr.Cheswick.Avoteisnowbeforethegroup.Willashowofhandsbeadequate,Mr.McMurphy,orareyougoingtoinsistonasecretballot?"

           "Iwanttoseethehands.Iwanttoseethehandsthatdon’tgoup,too."

           "Everyoneinfavorofchangingthetelevisiontimetotheafternoon,raisehishand."

           Thefirsthandthatcomesup,Icantell,isMcMurphy’s,becauseofthebandagewherethatcontrolpanelcutintohimwhenhetriedtoliftit.AndthenoffdowntheslopeIseethem,otherhandscomingupoutofthefog.