Who's afraid of Virginia Woolf? [antikvár]

ACT ONEFUN AND GAMESSet in darkness. Crash against front door. Martha's laughter heard. Front door opens, lights are switched on. martha enters, followed ?y george.MARTHA: Jei'i' . . . GEORGE: . . . Shhhhhhh. . . . MARTHA: . . . H. Christ . . .GEORGE: For God's sake, Martha, it's two o'clock in the .MARTHA: Oh, George!GEORGE: Well, I'm sorry, but . . .MARTHA: What a cluck! What a cluck you are.GEORGE: It's late, you know? Late.MARTHA \looks about the room. Imitates Bette Davis']: What adump. Hey, what's that from? 'What a dump!' GEORGE: How would I know what . . . MARTHA: Aw, come on! What's it from? Ton know . . . GEORGE: . . . Martha . . .MARTHA: WHAT'S IT FROM, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE? GEORGE {wearily']-. What's what from?MARTHA: I just told you; I just did it. 'What a dump!'Hunh? What's that from? george: I haven't the faintest idea what . . . martha: Dumbbell! It's from some goddamn Bette Davispicture . . . some goddamn Warner Brothers epic. . . . GEORGE: / can't remember all the pictures that . . . MARTHA: Nobody's asking you to remember every single goddamn Warner Brothers epic . . .just one! One single little epic! Bette Davis gets peritonitis in the end . , . she's