Пролетая над гнездом кукушки

           "Rabbits,hell!Notathinglikerabbits,goddammit."

           "Mr.Bibbit,hoparoundforMr.McMurphyhere.Mr.Cheswick,showhimhowfurryyouare."

           BillyBibbitandCheswickchangeintohunched-overwhiterabbits,rightbeforemyeyes,buttheyaretooashamedtodoanyofthethingsHardingtoldthemtodo.

           "Ah,they’rebashful,McMurphy.Isn’tthatsweet?Or,perhaps,thefellowsareillateasebecausetheydidn’tstickupfortheirfriend.Perhapstheyarefeelingguiltyforthewaytheyonceagainlethervictimizethemintobeingherinterrogators.Cheerup,friends,you’venoreasontofeelashamed.Itisallasitshouldbe.It’snottherabbit’splacetostickupforhisfellow.Thatwouldhavebeenfoolish.No,youwerewise,cowardlybutwise."

           "Lookhere,Harding,"Cheswicksays.

           "No,no,Cheswick.Don’tgetirateatthetruth."

           "Nowlookhere;there’sbeentimeswhenI’vesaidthesamethingsaboutoldladyRatchedthatMcMurphyhasbeensaying."

           "Yes,butyousaidthemveryquietlyandtookthemallbacklater.Youarearabbittoo,don’ttrytoavoidthetruth.That’swhyIholdnogrudgeagainstyouforthequestionsyouaskedmeduringthemeetingtoday.Youwereonlyplayingyourrole.Ifyouhadbeenonthecarpet,oryouBilly,oryouFredrickson,Iwouldhaveattackedyoujustascruellyasyouattackedme.Wemustn’tbeashamedofourbehavior;it’sthewaywelittleanimalsweremeanttobehave."