Пролетая над гнездом кукушки
Chapter 5
McMurphylooksatmeawhile,thenturnsbacktoHarding."Man,Itellyou,howcomeyoustandforit?Whataboutthisdemocratic-wardmanurethatthedoctorwasgivingme?Whydon’tyoutakeavote?"
Hardingsmilesathimandtakesanotherslowdragonhiscigarette."Votewhat,myfriend?VotethatthenursemaynotaskanymorequestionsinGroupMeeting?Votethatsheshallnotlookatusinacertainway?Youtellme,Mr.McMurphy,whatdowevoteon?"
"Hell,Idon’tcare.Voteonanything.Don’tyouseeyouhavetodosomethingtoshowyoustillgotsomeguts?Don’tyouseeyoucan’tlethertakeovercompletely?Lookatyouhere:yousaytheChiefisscaredofhisownshadow,butIneversawascareder-lookingbunchinmylifethanyouguys."
"Notme!"Cheswicksays.
"Maybenotyou,buddy,buttherestareevenscaredtoopenupandlaugh.Youknow,that’sthefirstthingthatgotmeaboutthisplace,thattherewasn’tanybodylaughing.Ihaven’theardareallaughsinceIcamethroughthatdoor,doyouknowthat?Man,whenyouloseyourlaughyouloseyourfooting.Amangoaroundlettin’awomanwhuphimdowntillhecan’tlaughanymore,andhelosesoneofthebiggestedgeshe’sgotonhisside.Firstthingyouknowhe’llbegintothinkshe’stougherthanheisand—"
"Ah.Ibelievemyfriendiscatchingon,fellowrabbits.Tellme,Mr.McMurphy,howdoesonegoaboutshowingawomanwho’sboss,Imeanotherthanlaughingather?Howdoesheshowherwho’skingofthemountain?Amanlikeyoushouldbeabletotellusthat.Youdon’tslapheraround,doyou?No,thenshecallsthelaw.
