Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
Nick: I wouldn't say there was any…particular passion between us, even at the beginning…of our marriage, I mean. (2.163)
George: you […] go around like a hopped-up Arab, slashing away at everything in sight[…]
Martha: YOU CAN STAND IT!! YOU MARRIED ME FOR IT!![…]
George: (Quietly) That is a desperately sick lie. […]
Martha: My arm has gotten tired whipping you. (2.626-2.639)
Martha: (Hopeless) I'll make you sorry you made me want to marry you. (2.191)