[After Billy is discovered in bed with Candy]

Aren't you ashamed?

[without stuttering]

No, I'm not. [the inmates applaud]

You know Billy, what worries me is how your mother's going to take this.

Um, um, well, y-y-y-you d-d-d-don't have to t-t-t-tell her, Miss Ratched.

I don't have to tell her? Your mother and I are old friends. You know that.

P-p-p-please d-d-don't tell my m-m-m-mother.