George
You're a monster. You are.
Martha
I'm loud, and I'm vulgar, and I wear the pants in the house because somebody's got to… but I am not a monster! I'm NOT!
George
You're a spoiled, self-indulgent, willful, dirty-minded, liquor-ridden…
Martha
[Crap!]
It went SNAP! I-I-I'm not gonna try to get through to you anymore. There was a second back there — yeah, there was a second, just a second — when I could have gotten through to you, when maybe we could have cut through all this, this CRAP! But it's past, and I'm not gonna try.
