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           Hekeptsayingitandlaughingallthewaydownthehalltillthedormwasquietagain,andIcouldhearthatoneotherguysaying,"Well...Iwashmyhandsofthewholedeal."

           "Youhadyouabuddyforasecondthere,Chief,"McMurphywhisperedandrolledovertosleep.Icouldn’tsleepmuchtherestofthenightandIkeptseeingthoseyellowteethandthatguy’shungryface,askingtoLookme!Lookme!Or,finally,asIdidgettosleep,justasking.Thatface,justayellow,starvedneed,comeloomingoutofthedarkinfrontofme,wantingthings...askingthings.IwonderedhowMcMurphyslept,plaguedbyahundredfaceslikethat,ortwohundred,orathousand.

           They’vegotanalarmonDisturbedtowakethepatients.Theydon’tjustturnonthelightslikedownstairs.Thisalarmsoundslikeagiganticpencil-sharpenergrindingupsomethingawful.McMurphyandIbothsatboltuprightwhenwehearditandwereabouttoliebackdownwhenaloudspeakercalledforthetwoofustocometotheNurses’Station.Igotoutofbed,andmybackhadstiffenedupovernighttowhereIcouldjustbarelybend;IcouldtellbythewayMcMurphygimpedaroundthathewasasstiffasIwas.

           "Whattheygotontheprogramforusnow,Chief?"heasked."Theboot?Therack?Ihopenothingtoostrenuous,because,man,amIstoveupbad!"

           Itoldhimitwasn’tstrenuous,butIdidn’ttellhimanythingelse,becauseIwasn’tsuremyselftillIgottotheNurses’Station,andthenurse,adifferentone,said,"Mr.McMurphyandMr.