GARCIN: And suppose I took that contraption on the mantelpiece and dropped it on the lamp – wouldn't it go out?
VALET: You can't move it. It's too heavy. (49-50)
GARCIN: I beg your pardon. Who do you suppose I am?
INEZ: You? Why, the torturer, of course. (67-8)
INEZ: I'm always conscious of myself – in my mind. Painfully conscious. (215)