Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
Honey: I didn't know until just a minute ago that you had a son.
George (Wheeling as if struck from behind) WHAT? (1.388-1.389)
George: the one thing in this whole sinking world that I am sure of is my […] chromosomological partnership in the…creation of our…blond-eyed, blue-haired…son. (1.649)
George: national boundaries, the level of the ocean, political allegiances, practical morality…none of these would I stake my stick on anymore (1.649)