Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
Martha: Our son does not have blue hair…or blue eyes, for that matter. He has green eyes…like me.
George: He has blue, eyes Martha. (1.675-1.676)
George: I've been drawing you [Nick] out on this stuff, not because I'm interested in your terrible lifehood, but only because you represent a direct and pertinent threat to my lifehood (2.217)
Martha: You want to know what big brave Georgie did?
George: (Advancing on her) You will not say this! […]
Martha: He came home and he threw the book in the fireplace and burned it! (2.476-2.479)