One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

(1975)

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0073486/

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One of the best comedies in the 20th Century!!!


Genre: Drama (more)

Plot Outline: Upon arrival at a mental institution, a brash rebel rallies the patients together to take on the oppressive Nurse Ratched, a woman more a dictator than a nurse. (more) (view trailer)

McMurphy thinks he can get out of doing work while in prison by pretending to be mad. His plan backfires when he is sent to a mental asylum. He tries to liven the place up a bit by playing card games and basketball with his fellow inmates, but the head nurse is after him at every turn.

Summary written by Colin Tinto {cst@imdb.com}

McMurphy has been dating a fifteen year old (fifteen going on thirty-five) and is sentenced for a short term for contributing to the delinquency of a minor. Rather than spend his time in jail, he convinces the guards that he’s crazy enough to need psychiatric care and is sent to a hospital. He fits in frighteningly well, and his different point of view actually begins to cause some of the patients to progress. Nurse Ratched becomes his personal cross to bear as his resistence to the hospital routine gets on her nerves.

Summary written by John Vogel {jlvogel@comcast.net}

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User Rating:
8.7/10 (76,824 votes) top 250: #13

Runtime: 133 min

Country: USA
Language: English
Color: Color (DeLuxe)
Sound Mix: Mono
Certification: Argentina:16 / Australia:M / Austria:12 / Canada:13+ (Quebec) / Canada:18A / Finland:K-16 / France:U / Ireland:18 / Italy:VM14 / Netherlands:12 / New Zealand:R16 / Norway:15 / Norway:16 (1976) / Singapore:PG / South Korea:18 / Sweden:15 / UK:18 / USA:R / West Germany:12 (re-rating) / West Germany:16 (original rating)

Awards: Won 5 Oscars. Another 26 wins & 11 nominations (more)


Memorable Quotes from
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (
1975)

McMurphy: Which one of you nuts has got any guts?


McMurphy: That’s right, Mr. Martini. There is an Easter Bunny.


Chief Bromden: My pop was real big. He did like he pleased. That’s why everybody worked on him. The last time I seen my father, he was blind and diseased 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 shrunk so wrinkled and yellow even the dogs didn’t know him.
McMurphy: Killed him, huh?
Chief Bromden: I’m not saying they killed him. They just worked on him. The way they’re working on you.


McMurphy: I must be crazy to be in a loony bin like this.


McMurphy: I’m a goddamn marvel of modern science.


[McMurphy is pretending to watch the World Series on TV]
McMurphy: Someone get me a fucking wiener before I die.


Nurse Ratched: Aren’t you ashamed?
Billy: No, I’m not.
[Applause from friends]
Nurse Ratched: You know Billy, what worries me is how your mother is going to take this.
Billy: Um, um, well, y-y-y-you d-d-d-don’t have to t-t-t-tell her, Miss Ratched.
Nurse Ratched: I don’t have to tell her? Your mother and I are old friends. You know that.
Billy: P-p-p-please d-d-don’t tell my m-m-m-mother.


McMurphy: A little dab’ll do ya.


McMurphy: What are you doin’ here? You oughta be out in a convertible bird-doggin’ chicks and bangin’ beaver.


McMurphy: Is that crazy enough for ya’? Want me to take a shit on the floor?


McMurphy: [about shock treatments] They was giving me ten thousand watts a day, you know, and I’m hot to trot! The next woman takes me on’s gonna light up like a pinball machine and pay off in silver dollars!


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’s being crazy is, then I’m senseless, out of it, gone-down-the-road, wacko. But no more, no less, that’s it.


Candy: [innocently] You all crazy?


McMurphy: In one week, I can put a bug so far up her ass, she don’t know whether to shit or wind her wristwatch.


McMurphy: I’m here to cooperate with you a hundred percent. A hundred percent. I’ll be just right down the line with ya’. You watch.


[the inmates are playing cards and betting with cigarettes]
Martini: [rips a cigarette in half] I bet a nickel.
McMurphy: Dime’s the limit, Martini.
Martini: I bet a dime.
[Puts the two halves onto the table]
McMurphy: This is not a dime, Martini. This is a dime.
[shows a whole cigarette]
McMurphy: If you break it in half, you don’t get two nickels, you get shit. Try and smoke it. You understand?
Martini: Yes.
McMurphy: You don’t understand.


McMurphy: What do you think you are, for Chrissake, crazy or somethin’? Well you’re not! You’re not! You’re no crazier than the average asshole out walkin’ around on the streets and that’s it.


McMurphy: Why don’t ya shut your goddamn mouth and play some music.


[McMurphy, getting Chief into the basketball game]
McMurphy: Hit me, Chief, I got the moves!


Nurse Ratched: If Mr. McMurphy doesn’t want to take his medication orally, I’m sure we can arrange that he can have it some other way.


Cheswick: Rules? PISS ON YOUR FUCKING RULES!


Chief Bromden: Mmmmmm, Juicy Fruit.


[about Nurse Ratched]
McMurphy: Well I don’t wanna break up the meeting or nothin’, but she’s somethin’ of a cunt, ain’t she Doc?


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.
McMurphy: Well, as near as I can figure out, it’s ’cause I, uh, fight and fuck too much.


McMurphy: Get out of my way son, you’re usin’ my oxygen.


McMurphy: The Chief voted. Now will you please turn on the television set?
Nurse Ratched: [she opens the glass window] Mr. McMurphy. The meeting was adjourned and the vote was closed.
McMurphy: But the vote was 10 to 8. The Chief, he’s got his hand up! Look!
Nurse Ratched: No, Mr. McMurphy. When the meeting was adjourned, the vote was 9 to 9.
McMurphy: [exasperated] Aw come on, you’re not gonna say that now. You’re not gonna say that now. You’re gonna pull that hen-house shit now when the vote… the Chief just voted – it was 10 to 9. Now I want that television set turned on, *right now*!
[Nurse Ratched closes the glass window]


McMurphy: You’re not an idiot. Huh! You’re not a goddamn looney now, boy. You’re a fisherman!


Nurse Pilbow: Don’t get upset, Mr. McMurphy.
McMurphy: I’m not getting upset, Nurse Pilbow. I just don’t want anyone to slip me salt peter!


[Telling McMurphy about Chief]
Billy: He-he-he can’t hear you. He’s d-d-deaf and d-d-dumb.


McMurphy: [Pointing to naked woman on playing card] Where do you suppose she lives?


McMurphy: We’re just having a little party.
Orderly Turkle: Party my ass this ain’t no nightclub!


Night Nurse: Mr. Turkle?
McMurphy: Where the fuck is he, why doesn’t he answer her?
Taber: He’s jerkin’ off somewhere.
Orderly Turkle: Ain’t no one jerkin’ off nowhere muthafucker!
McMurphy: Turkle what the fuck are you doing in here? Go out and talk to her.
Orderly Turkle: I’m doin’ the same fuckin’ thing your doin’- hidin’!


[last lines]
Chief Bromden: Mac… 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.
[he suddenly sees the lobotomy scars]
Chief Bromden: Oh, no…
Chief Bromden: [embracing McMurphy] I’m not goin’ without you, Mac. I wouldn’t leave you this way. … You’re coming with me.
Chief Bromden: [laying him down] Let’s go.


McMurphy: Well, I tried, didn’t I? Goddamnit, at least I did that.


McMurphy: Who’s the head bull-goose loony around here?


Orderly Turkle: Oh shit, the supervisor!


Nurse Ratched: Your hand is staining my window.


McMurphy: Jesus Christ! D’you nuts wanna play cards or do ya wanna fuckin’ jerk off?


McMurphy: Koufax looks down! He’s looking at the great Mickey Mantle now! Here comes the pitch! Mantle swings! It’s a fucking home run!
[loud cheering from the patients]


Young Psychiatrist: Have you ever heard of the old saying, a rolling stone gathers no moss?
McMurphy: Yeah.
Young Psychiatrist: Does that mean something to you?
McMurphy: Uh… It’s the same as, don’t wash your dirty underwear in public.
Young Psychiatrist: I’m not sure I understand what you mean?
McMurphy: [smiling] I’m smarter than him, ain’t I?
[laughs]
McMurphy: Well, that sort of has always meant, is, uh it’s hard for something to grow on something that’s moving.


Psychiatrist: Dr. Sanji?
Dr. Sanji: I don’t think he’s overly psychotic, but, I still think he’s quite sick.
Psychiatrist: You think he’s dangerous?
Dr. Sanji: Absolutely so.


McMurphy: [pretending to watch the World Series on TV] Koufax… Koufax kicks. He delivers. It’s up the middle! It’s a base hit! Richardson is rounding first. He’s going for second. The ball’s into deep right center. Davis cuts the ball off! Here comes the throw. He throws it to second! He slides! He’s in there! He’s safe! It’s a double.! Richardson’s on second base!
[McMurphy gets up as the other patients come to see what he’s doing]
McMurphy: Koufax is in big fucking trouble! Big trouble, baby! All right. Tresh is the next batter. Tresh looks in. Koufax… Koufax gets a sign from Roseboro. He kicks once. He pumps. He fires. It’s a strike! Koufax’s curve ball is snapping off like a fucking firecracker! All right, here he comes with the next pitch. Tresh swings. It’s a long fly ball to deep left center!
[patients cheer]
McMurphy: It’s going! It’s gone! Let’s hear it! One way!

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Shanghai, Republic of China
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