to keep the hospital doors locked at all times. BUT NO! I leave for a couple of weeks and the place is overrun!

HELP! My foot is stuck in a bedpan!

I think I left it open when I went to the pool..

How did they let you back in

Can someone give me a sponge bath please?

... And in the blackout, I got a real soupy one poured all over my naturally curly, strawberry~blonde hair ...

... Never mind the smell ... Now what colour will it ever be??? ...

Mmmmm...bubbles!

Dagnabit! I didn't know it was my turn to watch the door. I thought I was suppose to pass out the meds tonight.

... Oh, nurse ...

When the cats away....

Hey! Why is that big Indian trying to throw that heavy machine out the window?

What u like Hun? Valium, Larocet, Zoloft, Wellbutrin, Thorazine, Haladol? Name ur flavor

Okay, what we need is a plan to round up the escapees. Any ideas gang?

Dr. Spivey: Well, the real reason that you've been sent over here is because they wanted you to be evaluated... to determine whether or not you are mentally ill. This is the real reason. Why do you think they might think that?
McMurphy: Well, as near as I can figure out, it's 'cause I, uh, fight and f.ck too much.
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Night Nurse: Mr. Turkle?
McMurphy: Where the f.ck is he, why doesn't he answer her?
Taber: He's jerkin' off somewhere.
Orderly Turkle: Ain't no one jerkin' off nowhere mutha****er!
McMurphy: Turkle what the f.ck are you doing in here? Go out and talk to her.
Orderly Turkle: I'm doin' the same f.ckin' thing your doin'- hidin'!
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McMurphy: She was fifteen years old, going on thirty-five, Doc, and she told me she was eighteen, she was very willing, I practically had to take to sewing my pants shut. Between you and me, uh, she might have been fifteen, but when you get that little red beaver right up there in front of you, I don't think it's crazy at all and I don't think you do either. No man alive could resist that, and that's why I got into jail to begin with. And now they're telling me I'm crazy over here because I don't sit there like a goddamn vegetable. Don't make a bit of sense to me. If that's what being crazy is, then I'm senseless, out of it, gone-down-the-road, wacko. But no more, no less, that's it.
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One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm we could get the guns..

... Was hopin' for some purple haze w/ a side of well monitored dipravin on drip ... Super~size me, love ...

Beam me up, Nursey~Nurse ...

We could wop up 'em upside of the head w/ my deluxe pea~shooter ...

And then throw 'em in the Bog of Eternal Stench whilst they're reelin' ...


... ...

I'll go grab the Tazers an the syringes with Thorazine

make a fist an pump it pump it, get that vein to pop out an say