I don't doubt it. You are a little hysterical, and hysterical people are determined, unless they happen to burst into tears first.
LIPA
I hysterical? All right, have it your way, have it your way. And who are you, Savva?
SAVVA
That doesn't interest me.
LIPA
They are going, they are going. And they will find what they need. And that is the work of an hysterical woman. Do you hear how many of them there are? And if they found out—if I were to open the window this minute and cry out: "This man here has tried to destroy your Christ"—If you want it, I'll do it this instant. You need only say so. Shall I? (She takes a step toward the window in a frenzy of rage) Shall I?
SAVVA
Yes, it's a good way of escaping the crown of thorns. Go ahead, shout.
But look out, don't knock Tony down.
LIPA (turning back)