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           Billyturnsback."Butthewuh-wuh-waysheasksthem—"

           "Youdon’thavetoanswer,doyou?"

           "Ifyoud-don’tanswershejustsmilesandm-m-makesanoteinherlittlebookandthenshe—she—oh,hell!"

           ScanloncomesupbesideBilly."Ifyoudon’tanswerherquestions,Mack,youadmititjustbykeepingquiet.It’sthewaythosebastardsinthegovernmentgetyou.Youcan’tbeatit.Theonlythingtodoisblowthewholebusinessoffthefaceofthewholebleedingearth—blowitallup."

           "Well,whensheasksoneofthosequestions,whydon’tyoutellhertoupandgotohell?"

           "Yeah,"Cheswicksays,shakinghisfist,"tellhertoupandgotohell."

           "Sothenwhat,Mack?She’djustcomerightbackwith‘Whydoyouseemsoupsetbythatpar-tik-ulerquestion,PatientMcMurphy?’"

           "So,youtellhertogotohellagain.Tellthemalltogotohell.Theystillhaven’thurtyou."

           TheAcutesarecrowdingcloseraroundhim.Fredricksonanswersthistime."Okay,youtellherthatandyou’relistedasPotentialAssaultiveandshippedupstairstotheDisturbedward.Ihadithappen.Threetimes.Thosepoorgoofsuptheredon’tevengetoffthewardtogototheSaturdayafternoonmovie.Theydon’tevenhaveaTV."

           "And,myfriend,ifyoucontinuetodemonstratesuchhostiletendencies,suchastellingpeopletogotohell,yougetlineduptogototheShockShop,perhapsevenontogreaterthings,anoperation,an—"