Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?1966

[Driving Nick and Honey home, George screeches around a corner, jostling his inebriated passengers.]

Martha:
Well, aren't you going to apologize?

George:
Wasn't my fault — the road should've been straight.

Martha:
Not that! For making her throw up.

George:
I did not make her throw up.

Martha:
You most certainly did.

George:
I did not.

Honey:
[still drunk] No, now, no…

Martha:
Well, who do you think did? Sexy, back there? You think he made his own wife sick?

George:
Well, you make me sick.

Martha:
That's different.