Well, gentlemen, in my opinion, if we send him back to Pendleton or...
...we send him up to Disturbed...
...it's just one more way of passing on our problem to somebody else.
You know, we don't like to do that.
So I'd like to keep him on the ward.
I think we can help him.
Chief, Chief, come on.
Come with me, huh?
Chief, this is the spot.
Right there is the spot. Remember?
Raise the hands, in the basket.
That's it. Raise the hands up.
All right! Let's have a little ball from you nuts in here! Here we go!
All right! Let's play ball, nuts. Let's make some moves!
Hey, Mac. Time, time.
You've got six men on the court.
Harding, out of the ball game.
Hey, why me?
Because I'm the coach. I'll put you in later.
I don't trust you.
I'll go.
Okay, good boy, Billy. I'll put you in in a minute, all right?
Let's play ball. Harding, break over there.
All right, Martini, get it back.
I'm in the open! What're you doing?
You threw the goddamn ball into the fence!
Christ Almighty, you threw it into the fence!
There's nobody there! We're playing ball!
All right, come on, get in the game. Defense, nobody's doing nothing here!
- For Christ's sake! - Hey, Mac, I'm open!
Harding, give it back. Back to me, Harding! Here.
I'm open. Will you give me the ball?
- Stop dribbling the goddamn ball! - I got it!
Harding, over here.
Oh, for Christ's sake. I'm standing--
- You were covered! - I was open!
Just give me the ball. They're making all over the--
I was open. Give me the ball.
- You were covered, Mac. - I wasn't covered. Somebody get back!
Give it to me! Give it to me!
Chief! Atta baby, put it in!
Get down there!
Get down there, Chief! All right, all right.
Get around, Chief!
No, no, no. Get down there, Chief!
The ball's in play! Ball's in play!
- That's bullshit! - Ball's in play.
Oh, fuck that shit! You've got to be crazy.
Man, that doesn't go! That ball ain't in play!
Come on, Chief! Put it in!
What a ball club!
McMurphy, get off the side.
- Come on, move it, man! - Hey, damn it!
Quick! Come on, go ahead.
Go ahead.
I'll be seeing you on the outside. You know what I mean?
By the time you get out of here...
...you'll be too old to even get it up.
Sixty-eight days, buddy.
Sixty-eight days.
What the fuck you talking about, 68 days!
That's in jail, sucker.
You still don't know where you're at?
Yeah, where am I at, Washington?
With us, baby, you're with us.
And you're going to stay with us until we let you go.
Do you want to say something to the group, Mr. McMurphy?
I'd like to know why none of the guys never told me that you...
...Miss Ratched...
...and the doctors could keep me here till you're good and ready to turn me loose.
That's what I'd like to know.
Fine, Randall, that's a good start.
Would anyone care to answer Mr. McMurphy?
Answer what?
You heard me, Harding.
You let me go on hassling Nurse Ratched here...
...knowing how much I had to lose and you never told me nothing!
Now, Mac, wait a minute.
Wait a minute, I didn't know anything about how much--
- Shit! - Wait a minute. Listen.
Now, look...
I'm voluntary here, see? I'm not committed.
I don't have to stay here. I mean, I can go home anytime I want.
You can go home anytime you want?
- That's it. - You're bullshitting me!
He's bullshitting me, right?
No, Randall, he's telling you the truth.
As a matter of fact, there are very few men here who are committed.
There's Mr. Bromden.
Mr. Taber.
Some of the chronics, and you.
Cheswick?
You're voluntary?
Scanlon?
Billy, for Christ's sake, you must be committed, right?
No, no, no.
You're just a young kid!
What're you doing here? You ought to be out in a convertible...
...bird-dogging chicks and banging beaver.
What are you doing here, for Christ's sake?
What's so funny about that?
Jesus, I mean, you guys do nothing but complain about how you can't...
...stand it in this place, and then you haven't got the guts to walk out?
What do you think you are, for Christ's sake? Crazy or something?
Well, you're not. You're not!
No crazier than the average asshole walking around on the streets.
And that's it.
Jesus Christ, I can't believe it!
Those are very challenging observations you made, Randall.
I'm sure some of the men would like to comment.
Mr. Scanlon?
I want to know why the dorm is locked in the daytime and on weekends.
I would like to know about our cigarettes.
May I have my cigarettes, please, Miss Ratched?
You sit down, Mr. Cheswick, and wait your turn.
Go ahead, sit down!
To answer your question about the dorm, Mr. Scanlon.
You know very well...
...that if we left the door open, you'd just go right back to bed after breakfast.
Am I right?
So what?
May I have my cigarettes, please, Miss Ratched?
Forget the cigarettes, Cheswick.
Cigarettes are not important. Sit down, will you?
For Christ's sake!
Cigarettes!
Remember, Mr. Scanlon, we've discussed many times...
...that time spent in the company of others is very therapeutic.
While time spent brooding alone only increases a feeling of separation.
You remember that, don't you?
Do you mean to say...
...it's sick to want to be off by yourself?
Miss Ratched?
Mr. Cheswick, you sit down!
- I want to know about-- - Sit down, Mr. Cheswick.
I want to...
Give him a cigarette, will you, Harding?
It's my last one.
That's a fucking lie. Why don't you give him a cigarette?
Look, I'm not running a charity ward, see?
Come on!
Look, I don't want his cigarettes.
And I don't want his, or his, or his...
...or his, or his, or his...
Or even yours.
Do you understand that?
I want my cigarettes, Miss Ratched!
I want my cigarettes!
I want mine, Miss Ratched!
What gives you the damn right...
...to keep our cigarettes piled up on your desk...
...and to squeeze out a pack only when you feel like it, huh?
- Miss Ratched! - Mr. Harding!
Oh, I'm sorry.
- You surprise me. - I lost my head. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...
I'm really very sorry. I just forgot.
I didn't mean to. I'm really very sorry. I just forgot.
It's all right.
Miss Ratched!
Yes, Mr. Cheswick?
I asked you a question!
I heard your question, Mr. Cheswick...
...and I will answer your question as soon as you've calmed down.
Are you calm, Mr. Cheswick?
- I'm calm. - Good.
Now, as you all know, Mr. McMurphy...
...has been running a small gambling casino in our tub room.
Now, most of you lost all your cigarettes to Mr. McMurphy...
...not to mention a tidy sum of money to Mr. McMurphy.
And that's why...
...your tub room privileges have been suspended...
...and your cigarettes have been rationed.
Mr. Martini?
How are we going to win our money back?
You're not going to win your money back, Mr. Martini.
That's all over.
If you had obeyed the rules in the first place...
...you wouldn't have lost your money.
Sit down, gentlemen! Sit down, gentlemen! Sit down!
Rules?
Piss on your fucking rules, Miss Ratched!
Sit down. Will you?
I want you to know something right here and now!
- I ain't no little kid! I ain't no little kid! - You sit down!
What, are you going to have cigarettes kept from me like cookies?
And I want something done! Ain't that right, Mac?
That's right! Will you sit down?
No, I won't! I won't!
I want something done!
- Sit down! - I want something done!
I want something done!
- Here! - I want something done!
Goddamn it, Cheswick, here!
Hey, calm down!
Why don't you leave him alone, Washington? He's going to be all right!
Emergency 34-B.
I'll break your fucking wrist!
Forget it, Mac! It's all over, McMurphy!
Warren!
Would you move, please? We need this chair.
Just move right over there, okay.
I see we have Mr. Bromden back. Yeah, okay.
- How do you do, Mr. McMurphy? - I do real fine.
I know you didn't do anything wrong. Just sit.
We're not going to hurt you. Sit down, here.
That's it.
Nurse, this is Mr. Cheswick. He's a little upset.
Okay, fine. Thank you very much.
- You'll be okay, Mr. Cheswick. - Yes.
Would you keep an eye on these three?
Would you please take these, gentlemen?
He can't hear nothing.
Calm down, Ches, will you?
Mr. Cheswick, would you please follow me?
Mr. Cheswick?
- No! - Nobody's gonna hurt you, come on.
- No! - It'll be all right.
No one's going to hurt you.
No, leave me alone!
- Take it easy on yourself. Come on! - No! Mac!
Mac! Mac!
No!
Come on. Come on, now. Come on.
- Come on. - No!
I didn't do nothing!
Mac!
- Come on. - I won't go! I don't want to go!
Want some gum?
Thank you.
Juicy Fruit.
You sly son of a bitch, Chief.
Can you hear me, too?
Yeah, you bet!
Well, I'll be goddamned, Chief!
And they all, they all think you're deaf and dumb.
Jesus Christ!
You fooled them, Chief.
You fooled them. You fooled them all!
Goddamn!
What are we doing in here, Chief?
What's us two guys doing in this fucking place?
Let's get out of here.
Out.
Canada?
Canada.
We'll be there before these sons of bitches know what hit them.
Listen to Randall on this one.
Mr. McMurphy?
Please follow me.
You and me, Chief.
Take a cigarette break, boys. Easy.
I'll be fine.
Would you sit up, please?
- I'd love to. - Atta boy.
There might be a little fluid in them boots, you know what I mean, boys?
Just a little leak.
A light shine, boys, and...
...send the specimen to Nurse Ratched.
All right, out with your gum.
Out with your gum.
Okay, this won't hurt, and it'll be over in just a moment.
- What's that? - Conductant.
A little dab will do you.
Right, Mr. Jackson?
Open your mouth.
- What's that? - This'll keep you from biting your tongue.
Now just bite down on it.
That's right. Just bite down.
Now, bite down on it.
Are you ready?
Here we go.
Now, one big breath.
Very good.
Gentlemen, I'd like to begin today. It shouldn't take too long.
Jim?
It's been brought to my attention...
...that you've been giving Mr. Fredrickson your medication.
Is that true?
No, ma'am.
Jim?
Are you giving your medication to Mr. Fredrickson...
...or are you not?
How about it, you creeps, you lunatics, mental defectives.
Let's hear it for Bullgoose Randall, back in action. Nice shirt, Cheseroo.
Look at the faces on you!
Look at you!
The feeb's brigade, you ding-a-lings!
The mental defective league in formation.
How are you, Nurse Ratched? I'm happy to be back.
We're happy to have you back, Randall.
Thank you.
Would you like to rest today, or would you like to join the group?
I'd love to join the group.
I'd like...
I'm proud to join the group, Mildred.
How's it going, Mac?
Perfect, Billy boy, absolutely perfect.
They were giving me 10,000 watts a day, you know, and I'm...
...hot to trot.
The next woman who takes me on will light up like a pinball machine...
...and pay off in silver dollars!
That's an amusing thought, Randall...
...but when you came in we were talking to Jim.
He has a problem with his medication...
...and we'd like to get back to that.
Oh, I don't mind at all, Nurse Ratched, I'm...
...as gentle as a puppy dog.
Please proceed. Thank you.
The administration was hopeful, but cautious Friday in its reaction...
...to a possible opening of the Berlin Wall...
...during the upcoming Christmas holiday.
Good night, gentlemen. See you in the morning.
Yeah, baby, it's Mac.
It's on tonight.
Don't worry about it.
Don't worry about it. Get a car.
I don't give a shit, baby. Steal it if you have to!
I have to go! I have to go!
Don't forget to bring some booze.
Right. 'Bye.
Chief, I can't take it no more.
I have to get out of here.
I can't. I just can't.
It's easier than you think, Chief.
For you, maybe. You're a lot bigger than me.
Why, Chief, you're about as big as a goddamn tree trunk.
My poppa's real big.
He did like he pleased.
That's why everybody worked on him.
The last time I've seen my father he was blind in the cedars from drinking.
And every time he put the bottle to his mouth...
...he don't suck out of it.
It sucks out of him until he'd shrunk so...
...wrinkled and yellow, even the dogs don't know him.
Killed him, huh?
I'm not saying they killed him.
They just worked on him, the way they're working on you.
There they are, Chief.
There they are. They're here.
Over here. That's it!
McMurphy, stop all this holy roller shit...
...and get your ass back in bed. Do you understand?
My prayers have been answered, Turkle.
Come on and see.
You'd take $20...
...to get down on your knees and pray, wouldn't you, Turkle?
No, it don't send me, don't send me.
- It don't? - Don't do nothing to me, no.
Well, you know there'll be more.
I mean, they'll be bringing a couple of bottles with them, and...
You're getting closer, brother. You're getting closer, but...
...they're going to be sharing more than just bottles, ain't they?
- You know what I mean? - Yeah, sure.
- I know what you mean. - Understand what I mean?
Yeah, I understand what you mean.
- Anything you say. - I'm on my knees, brother.
- I'm on my knees. - Yeah, all right, all right.
I'll let them in.
- Let me just give them a hand here. - I appreciate that.
- Hi. - Ladies!
Oh, thank you. I believe this is your department, Mr. Turkle.
- Hi, there! Give me a hand. - How're you doing?
Love to give you a hand.
Keep it down. Keep it down.
- I split my pants. - Keep it down!
- Give it to me. Give it all to me. - You got to keep it down!
This looks like my high school.
Oh, hey, I take that.
- The barber chair. - You may have it.
It is mine, mine.
You can have it. You can have it, honey.
Get a load of these tubs.
It's a real nice place you got here.
Hey, can I take a bath?
Sure, you can take a bath. Sure.
Just don't drown your pretty little self.
You know...
...Rose was married to a maniac once, up in Beaverton.
Oh, really, miss?
What seemed to be the problem?
Oh, nothing, he used to put frogs in my bra all the time.
Very interesting.
Rose is very interested in hospitals, and hospital facilities.
- I am? - Yes. Oh, yes, you are.
- I'm going to take Miss Candy-- - Where you going?
I'm going to take Candy for a stroll.
I got you, I got you.
- But just don't make too much noise. - Oh, no, not a peep, not a peep.
Now, you come over here, baby, right over here.
Don't worry about Candy, honey. Sit down and relax.
Wake up, boys.
Wake up.
It's medication time.
Medication time.
The nighttime spirits are here.
It's Randall to say goodbye...
...and get you high, and nighttime angel, Candy.
That's right, Mr. Martini, there is an Easter bunny.
Around the side, join Mr. McMurphy...
...in the executive lounge, please.
Around the side.
It's going to be so great.
You'd like a nip, Charles?
No trouble at all!
It's Billy the Club of the fabulous and fantastic...
- What the hell's going on? - Mr. Turkle.
Ain't this a bitch!
McMurphy, what're you trying to do? Get my ass really fired?
Come on, get your ass out of here. Come on.
We're just having a party.
Party, my ass! This ain't no nightclub, this is a hospital!
Man, this is my fucking job! I don't give a damn, this is my fucking job!
Oh, shit! The supervisor!
Get your asses back in there.
Come on. Come on there!
Where's that no-talking son of a bitch? Is he in there?
Good. Come on.
Mr. Turkle?
Where the hell is he? Why doesn't he answer?
He's jerking off somewhere.
Ain't nobody jerking off nowhere, motherfucker!
Turkle, what the fuck are you doing here? Go out and talk to her!
Doing the same fucking thing you're doing in here, hiding!
Yes, ma'am?
Is everything all right, Mr. Turkle?
Oh, everything is just fine, ma'am.
Just fine. Just fine.
Who's there?
Ain't nobody in there.
Please open that door.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, ma'am, but...
...you know, a man gets awfully lonesome at night.
You understand what I mean, don't you?
You understand? I'm sure you understand.
I want that woman off this ward immediately.
Yes, ma'am.
- Jesus! - Mr. Turkle, is she gone?
Shit! Yes, and so am I...
...so get your behinds out of here and go to bed.
Go ahead, move it! Move it!
- I knew we were in trouble! - Let's go!
You and your teddy bear ass! Move them on out of here!
Come on, come on!
- Candy? - Come on, Candy!
Jesus Christ!
Mr. Turkle, I'm really sorry.
Tell those fucking friends of mine to stay out!
- Get out! - I'm really sorry.
What are you...
What the fuck? Get out of here!
Please get out, this is my job! You're fucking it up! You understand?
Get out!
Get out of here, you slim motherfucker!
Fuck it!
Good night, good night, don't let the cooties bite.
Right out of the shock department. I got it from...
I got it from Ratched's charts.
Right. There you go. Easy now.
Don't take it all at once!
Let's try a little over here. There you go.
Let's go.
I'll have to be the one, Chief.
Hey, Mac, what's going on?
Well, Dale...
...Lord Randall is stepping down one.
Fredrickson.
Jimmy.
Aren't you going to say goodbye to me?
Sure, I'm going to say goodbye to you, Charles.
Thank you, Mac.
Thank you.
I'll never forget you.
Settle down, Charles, all right.
Hey, Billy, what's wrong?
Billy, for Christ's sake?
What's the matter?
I'm going to miss you very...
...very much, Mac.
Why don't you come with us, then?
Think I don't want to?
Well, come on then, let's go.
Well, it's not that easy.
I'm not ready yet.
Tell you what we'll do...
When I get to Canada, I'll write you a postcard...
...and I'll put my address on it.
That way when you're ready, you'll...
...you'll know where to go.
What do you say?
Is she going with you?
Candy?
Yeah, she'll be there when you get there. She's going with us.
Are you going to marry her?
No, we're just good friends.
Why?
Nothing.
Don't "nothing" me, all right? What is it?
It's too late.
Do you want a date with her?
Jesus, I must be crazy to be in a looney bin like this!
Date, huh?
Well, it'll have to be a fast date, I'll tell you that.
Not now!
Not now?
When, then?
When I have a free weekend.
You're busy right now, are you?
You have something to do right now?
- You have something to do? - No.
Good, then don't talk to me about when you're ready. Yeah.
- Ready and everything like that. - No.
Candy, come here a minute.
I want you to meet the famous Billy.
Go get him, will you?
Go get him. Get him out of there.
I want you to get a hold of Billy...
All you have to do is one little thing.
- The kid is cute, isn't he? - Yeah.
Think of me the whole time.
There he is.
Billy the Club!
I got $25...
...that says you are going to burn this woman down!
Candy, baby...
...I love you.
Hurl the ringer.
Take it easy! Back!
No, I'll show you some card tricks.
You ain't seen the Spanish deck yet.
That's 40 percent more torture.
I'm going to present you with this fine deck of cards for playing.
This ain't going to take long, Rose, you know what I mean?
When we get to Canada...
Out of sight, man!
Out of sight!
- Good morning, Miss Ratched. - Good morning.
Mr. Warren...
...close the window, and lock the screen.
Right.
Mr. Miller, show this woman the way out of the hospital.
Gladly.
Come on, lady, let's go.
- You're going home. - Where?
Let her go, Scanlon.
You're going home.
- Mr. Washington? - Yes.
Make sure no one is missing.
Will do.
- Mac? - Come on, Scanlon, let's move.
Everybody, out of here! Move it out!
Come on, move it!
Martini, get your butt up! Come on, up!
All right, get your dead ass up there!
What the hell's going on here? Come on, move out!
Miss Ratched?
What are you doing?
Where you going? Back out here!
Let's go! Come on, move it!
Taber, get up. Come on.
I said, get up!
All right, move it back there!
Get your ass over here, and bring Dracula with you.
Move it.
Stay right there, Bancini!
- Miss Ratched? - Yes.
It looks like Billy is the only one missing.
Billy?
- Thank you, Mr. Washington. - Okay.
Did Billy Bibbit leave the grounds of the hospital, gentlemen?
I want an answer to my question!
Did he leave the grounds of the hospital?
- Mr. Washington? - Yes.
Miss Pilbow, check all the rooms.
- Mr. Warren? - Yes.
You start with the tub room.
Mr. Martini?
May I have my cap, please?
My cap!
There.
Thank you.
Miss Ratched.
I can explain everything.
Please do, Billy.
Explain everything.
Everything?
Aren't you ashamed?
No, I'm not.
You know, Billy, what worries me is...
...how your mother's going to take this.
Well, you...
...don't have to tell her, Miss Ratched.
I don't have to tell her?
Your mother and I are old friends, you know that.
Please don't...
...tell my mother.
Don't you think you should've thought of that before you took that woman...
...in that room?
No, no.
I didn't.
You mean, she dragged you in there by force?
She did.
Everybody did.
Everybody? Who did?
You tell me who did!
McMurphy.
Miss Ratched...
...please don't...
...tell my mother, please.
Would you see that the men are washed and ready for the day?
Miss Ratched, please, please...
- Mr. Washington? - Yes?
- Put Billy in Dr. Spivey's office. - No.
Stay with him till the doctor arrives.
Move it! Come on, Martini, get on!
Hey, that way, please. Please, gentlemen.
Let's go, come on. Come on, you guys. What is this?
Let's go.
Hey, what the hell is that?
McMurphy, what the hell are you doing?
Washington, to the day room! Immediately!
Put down those keys and nobody gets hurt.
Move away from the window and take that damn Chief with you.
Come on, let's go!
Let me through!
Out of the way, McMurphy!
Come on, clear it!
Get these people out of here!
Oh, Billy!
Will you guys clear the door?
Everybody out! Out! Everybody out!
Come on, goddamn it!
Now calm down!
The best thing we can do is go on with our daily routine.
All right?
Don't! Mac!
Mac! No!
And the bets are placed.
There's one for Tabes, and Chessy, and Martini, and the dealer.
And a four to Tabes, and a six, and a nine...
...and a ten to the dealer.
A nine?
What do you say, Tabes?
A dime apiece.
No? You stick.
- He sticks. - He sticks with a four.
Chessy's going for the ride.
What does that mean?
He wants a hit. Yeah, and a big queen.
I think you're busted.
Buggered, not busted.
- Turn them over. - Buggered.
And weep.
Hit me.
I think you're over.
- I know you're over. - Hovno.
That's a three. Hovno.
Mr. Sefelt?
Did everything go well?
That's very nice.
Now you feel better, don't you?
Yes, ma'am.
Deuce to the dealer.
Split them. Higher.
McMurphy is out.
McMurphy has escaped.
They were taking him through the tunnel.
He beat up two of the attendants and escaped.
McMurphy is upstairs.
Oh, no, no!
Jim, I'm telling you, McMurphy is upstairs...
...and he's as meek as a lamb.
Really?
I mean, how do you know?
Jack Dunphy told me.
Jack Dunphy is full of shit!
Right! Right!
They said you escaped.
I knew you wouldn't leave without me.
I was waiting for you.
Now we can make it, Mac.
I feel big as a damn mountain.
Oh, no!
I'm not going without you, Mac.
I wouldn't leave you here this way.
You're coming with me.
Let's go!