Well, that's very good, Mr. McMurphy.
Go ahead.
Today, as you may or may not know,
it doesn't matter...
...is the opening of the World Series.
What I'd like to suggest is that
we change the work detail tonight...
...so that we can watch the ball game.
Well, Mr. McMurphy, what you're asking...
...is that we change
a very carefully worked-out schedule.
A little change never hurt, huh?
A little variety?
Well, it's not necessarily true,
Mr. McMurphy.
Some men on the ward take a long,
long time to get used to the schedule.
Change it now,
and they might find it very disturbing.
Fuck the schedule! They can go back
to the schedule after the Series.
I'm talking about the World Series,
Nurse Ratched.
Well, anyway, this is no way
to proceed about this.
How would it be if we had a vote...
...and let the majority rule?
Great. Let's vote on it.
So, all those in favor raise your hands.
Okay, guys, come on.
Put your hands up.
What's the matter with you?
Don't you want to watch the World Series?
Get your hands up.
It can do you some good...
...to get some exercise,
putting your arms up in the air.
That's it. Come on, let's....
What is this crap?
I watch the Series.
I haven't missed the Series in years.
Even in the cooler. When I'm in the cooler
they run it there or they'll have a riot.
What's the matter with you guys?
Come on, be good Americans!
Well, Mr. McMurphy,
I only count three votes, and...
...that's not enough
to change the ward policy.
I'm sorry.
My turn. Okay, hot dice.
I want a ten to go...
...because I need cash.
I want to get to Mediterranean Avenue.
Big ten! Perfect.
Two fives.
-What are you doing?
-Hotel.
-You do not have a hotel there.
-Hotel.
For the third time...
-...you do not have a hotel on Boardwalk.
-Hotel.
It costs $1,000 and four green houses...
-...to put a hotel on Boardwalk.
-Hotel.
Play the game and knock off the bullshit.
Play the game.
What are you talking about? I am.
-Play the game!
-I ain't doing anything to you!
-What bullshit?
-Your bullshit!
-What about your bullshit?
-Play!
-You keep your hands off me!
-Play the game!
I've had enough bullshit from you!
-Play the game.
-What are you picking on me for?
Play the game, Harding.
-I'm trying to ignore you, see?
-Just play the game.
Keep your hands off me,
you son of a bitch!
Keep your hands off me! You hear me?
-Come on, come on.
-I can be pushed just so far, see!
Play the game.
You touch me once more.
Just touch me once more!
Just once more, huh? Just once more!
-Just touch me once more!
-Play the game, Harding!
Just touch me once more!
Holy Jesus!
Is that what your schedule
does for you, Hard-on?
Goddamn lunatic!
I don't know what you're talking about.
No? Well, then stay all wet, Harding, huh?
Because I'm going downtown
to watch the World Series, anyway.
Anybody want to come with me?
I do, Mac. I want to go with you!
Ches, all right. Anybody else?
-Where?
-Any bar downtown.
Mac, you can't...
...get out of here.
Anybody want to bet?
Chicken shits!
Maybe he'll just show Nurse Ratched
his big thing...
...and she'll open the door for him.
Yeah, maybe I will...
...and then maybe I'll use your
thick skull and knock a hole in the wall.
Sefelt, see?
Why? My head would squash
like an eggplant.
Fuck Sefelt's head,
I don't need Sefelt's head!
I'll take this thing,
and put it through the window...
...and me and Cheswick will go out
through the hall...
...downtown, sit down in a bar,
wet our whistles...
...and watch the ball game.
And that's the bet.
Now, does anybody want any of it?
You're going to lift that thing?
Yeah! That's right.
I'll bet a buck.
Taber, $1 .
I bet a dime.
Mac, you can't...
...lift that thing.
Anybody else want any of it? Hard-on?
I'll bet $25!
$25, Hard-on!
Mac, nobody could ever lift that thing.
Get out of my way, son.
You're using my oxygen.
You know what I mean?
All right.
All right.
Giving up?
No!