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           HardingandScanlonandsomeoftheothershaveallkindsofideas.Theytalkforawhileaboutwhethershe’stherootofallthetroublehereornot,andHardingsaysshe’stherootofmostofit.Mostoftheotherguysthinksotoo,butMcMurphyisn’tsosureanymore.Hesayshethoughtsoatonetimebutnowhedon’tknow.Hesayshedon’tthinkgettingheroutofthewaywouldreallymakemuchdifference;hesaysthatthere’ssomethingbiggermakingallthismessandgoesontotrytosaywhathethinksitis.Hefinallygivesupwhenhecan’texplainit.

           McMurphydoesn’tknowit,buthe’sontowhatIrealizedalongtimeback,thatit’snotjusttheBigNursebyherself,butit’sthewholeCombine,thenation-wideCombinethat’sthereallybigforce,andthenurseisjustahigh-rankingofficialforthem.

           Theguysdon’tagreewithMcMurphy.Theysaytheyknowwhatthetroublewiththingsis,thengetinanargumentaboutthat.TheyarguetillMcMurphyinterruptsthem.

           "Hell’sbells,listenatyou,"McMurphysays."AllIhearisgripe,gripe,gripe.Aboutthenurseorthestafforthehospital.Scanlonwantstobombthewholeoutfit.Sefeltblamesthedrugs.Fredricksonblameshisfamilytrouble.Well,you’realljustpassingthebuck."

           HesaysthattheBigNurseisjustabitter,icy-heartedoldwoman,andallthisbusinesstryingtogethimtolockhornswithherisalotofbull—wouldn’tdoanybodyanygood,especiallyhim.