(cont'd) George: "Beanbag. Beanbag. You wouldn't understand... (gets in Nick's face) A BEAN-BAG!!!" Nick: "I heard you! I didn't say I was deaf! I said I didn't understand!" George: "You didn't say that at all!" Nick: "I meant I was implying I didn't understand! .. Christ's sake..." George: "You're getting testy." Nick: "I'm sorry." George: "All I said was that our son, the apple of our three eyes -- Martha being a cyclops; our son is a beanbag, and you get testy." Nick: "I'm sorry -- it's late. I'm tired; I been drinkin' since nine o'clock; my wife is vomiting... There's been a lotta screaming going on around here!" George: "So you get testy! Naturally! Don't worry about it! Anybody who comes here ends up getting testy. It's expected! Don't be upset!" Nick: "I'm not upset." George: "You're testy." Nick: "Yes."