Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
Martha: Can I get you a drink, Martha? Why, thank you, George; that's very kind of you. No, Martha, no; why I'd do anything for you. (3.1)
Martha: Truth and illusion, George; you don't know the difference.
George: No, but we must carry on as though we did.
Martha: Amen. (3.161-3.163)
George: We got a telegram; there was a car accident, and he's dead. POUF! […]
Martha (A howl which weakens into a moan) NOOOOOOoooooo. (3.449-3.450)