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Chapter 5
Shelooksathimforalongtimewithouthersmile.Shehastheabilitytoturnhersmileintowhateverexpressionshewantstouseonsomebody,butthelooksheturnsitintoisnodifferent,justacalculatedandmechanicalexpressiontoserveherpurpose.Finallyshesays,"Ibegyourpardon,Mack-Murph-y."Sheturnsbacktothedoctor."Now,Doctor,ifyouwouldexplain..."
Thedoctorfoldshishandsandleansback."Yes.IsupposeWhatIshoulddoisexplainthecompletetheoryofourTherapeuticCommunity,whilewe’reatit.ThoughIusuallysaveituntillater.Yes.Agoodidea,MissRatched,afineidea."
"Certainlythetheorytoo,doctor,butwhatIhadinmindwastherule,thatthepatientsremainseatedduringthecourseofthemeeting,"
"Yes.Ofcourse.ThenIwillexplainthetheory.Mr.McMurphy,oneofthefirstthingsisthatthepatientsremainseatedduringthecourseofthemeeting.It’stheonlyway,yousee,forustomaintainorder."
"Sure,Doctor.Ijustgotuptoshowyouthatthinginmyrecordbook."
Hegoesovertohischair,givesanotherbigstretchandyawn,sitsdown,andmovesaroundforawhilelikeadogcomingtorest.Whenhe’scomfortable,helooksoveratthedoctor,waiting.
"Astothetheory..."Thedoctortakesadeep,happybreath.
"Ffffuckdawife,"Rucklysays.McMurphyhideshismouthbehindthebackofhishandandcallsacrossthewardtoRucklyinascratchywhisper,"Whosewife?"andMartini’sheadsnapsup,eyeswideandstaring."Yeah,"hesays,"whosewife?Oh.Her?Yeah,Iseeher.Yeah."
