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SABINA: Now you come along and just stretch out in my cabana. No, I shan’t say a word, not a word. I shall just sit there, - privileged. (She stops halfway down the ramp) That’s what I am.

ANTROBUS: (Taking her arms for an embrace) Miss Fairweather - you’ll - spoil me.

SABINA: Just a moment. I have something I wish to say to the audience.

[... � …]

SABINA: What’s life anyway? Except for two things, pleasure and power, what is life? Boredom! Foolishness! You know it is. Except for those two things, life’s nau-se-ating. So, - come here!

(They embrace - long kiss)

Widler, Thornton, The Skin of Our Teeth, 1942, Concord Theatricals, pp.75-78.