Пролетая над гнездом кукушки

           "Ithinksomebodym-m-measuredhimonceats-sixfeetseven;butevenifheisbig,he’sscaredofhisownsh-sh-shadow.Justabi-bigdeafIndian."

           "WhenIsawhimsittin’hereIthoughthelookedsomeIndian.ButBromdenain’tanIndianname.Whattribeishe?"

           "Idon’tknow,"Billysaid."Hewasherewh-whenIc-came."

           "Ihaveinformationfromthedoctor,"Hardingsaid,"thatheisonlyhalfIndian,aColumbiaIndian,Ibelieve.That’sadefunctColumbiaGorgetribe.Thedoctorsaidhisfatherwasthetriballeader,hencethisfellow’stitle,‘Chief.’Astothe‘Bromden’partofthename,I’mafraidmyknowledgeinIndianloredoesn’tcoverthat."

           McMurphyleanedhisheaddownnearminewhereIhadtolookathim."Isthatright?Youdeef,Chief?"

           "He’sde-de-deefanddumb."

           McMurphypuckeredhislipsandlookedatmyfacealongtime.Thenhestraightenedbackupandstuckhishandout."Well,whatthehell,hecanshakehandscan’the?Deeforwhatever.ByGod,Chief,youmaybebig,butyoushakemyhandorI’llconsideritaninsult.Andit’snotagoodideatoinsultthenewbullgooseloonyofthehospital."

           WhenhesaidthathelookedbackovertoHardingandBillyandmadeaface,butheleftthathandinfrontofme,bigasadinnerplate.

           Irememberrealclearthewaythathandlooked:therewascarbonunderthefingernailswherehe’dworkedonceinagarage;therewasananchortattooedbackfromtheknuckles;therewasadirtyBand-Aidonthemiddleknuckle,peelingupattheedge.