waiting for darcy -- scene four
VLADIMIR: We should go.
MISS BENNETT: You are the most contrary person. I begin to think you incapable of even the least flirtation with consistency.
VLADIMIR: We should go.
MISS BENNETT: Very well, if you feel so keenly about it. Let us go.
(Vladimir resumes sitting. Looks at the boot in his hand.)
VLADIMIR: Nothing to be done about it.
MISS BENNETT: Your boot?"
VLADIMIR: What about my boot?
MISS BENNETT: Your disreputable boot may go hang itself, for all I care, and cursed be its bones.
VLADIMIR: Bones and things that look like bones. We may as well stay.