I’m the one been here on the ward the longest, since the Second World War. I
been here on the ward longer’n anybody. Longer’n any of the other patients. The Big Nurse has been here longer’n me.
I was born dead an’ life was hard. I’m tired. I’m tired out talking and standing up. I
been dead fifty-five years.
All this morning I
been waiting for them to fog us in again. The last few days they
been doing it more and more. It’s my idea they’re doing it on account of McMurphy.
Won’t they figure I
been hearing all these years, listening to secrets meant only for their ears?