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Chapter 22
It’sinterestingtomethatyoubumsdidn’ttellmewhatariskIwasrunning,twistinghertailthatway.JustbecauseIdon’tlikeherain’tasignI’mgonnabugherintoaddinganotheryearorsotomysentence.YougottoswallowyourpridesometimesandkeepaneyeoutforoldNumberOne."
"Why,friends,youdon’tsupposethere’sanythingtothisrumorthatourMr.McMurphyhasconformedtopolicymerelytoaidhischancesofanearlyrelease?"
"YouknowwhatI’mtalkingabout,Harding.Whydidn’tyoutellmeshecouldkeepmecommittedinheretillshe’sgoodandreadytoturnmeloose?"
"Why,Ihadforgottenyouwerecommitted."Harding’sfacefoldsinthemiddleoverhisgrin."Yes.You’rebecomingsly.Justliketherestofus."
"YoudamnbetchaI’mbecomingsly.WhyshoulditbemegoestobatatthesemeetingsoverthesepiddlinglittlegripesaboutkeepingthedormdooropenandaboutcigarettesintheNurses’Station?Icouldn’tfigureitatfirst,whyyouguyswerecomingtomelikeIwassomekindofsavior.ThenIjusthappenedtofindoutaboutthewaythenurseshavethebigsayastowhogetsdischargedandwhodoesn’t.AndIgotwiseawfuldamnedfast.Isaid,‘Why,thoseslipperybastardshaveconnedme,snowedmeintoholdingtheirbag.Ifthatdon’tbeatall,connedol’R.P.McMurphy.’"Hetipshisheadbackandgrinsatthelineofusonthebench."Well,Idon’tmeannothingpersonal,youunderstand,buddies,butscrewthatnoise.Iwantoutofherejustasmuchastherestofyou.
