Dad: It’s not my fault we need the money.
Mum: I didn’t say that we didn’t but I can’t handle this any more.
Dad: So what do you want me to do about it?
Mum: I just need you to help out more (dad sarcastic laugh) just work a bit harder (Dad: Harder?) whilst you’re here!
Dad: I work all hours for this family, (mum: are you saying I don’t work?) Do you think I enjoy working away all the time? Of course I don’t but I do it for the family.
Mum: What do you think I do sit around all (Dad: Of course not) day? Well it doesn’t sound like it. You make out I do nothing for this family that it’s all you. And
Dad: I do not, that is complete bollocks, you say that, you’re saying I’m doing what you actually are doing you are a complete hypocrite.
Mum: Hypocrite?
Dad: Yes Hypocrite. I know you work for this family but I’m the main earner if I didn’t work we couldn’t afford this home, we couldn’t afford to put food on the table, let alone all the make up and clothes you buy. (Mum: How dare you I hardly ever) Don’t lie you are always (Mum: Who’s the liar you are I never buy things for myself) Oh do one you’re always out shopping (Mum: for the kids) For the kids my arse you don’t do a fucking thing for the kids.
Mum: quietly Take that back (Dad: Not a chance) scream Take it back
Dad: Oh you’re psycho
Sounds of punching against chest
Mum: In a sob you’re a bastard I look after this family when your not here. You can not say I do nothing. Because I don’t do nothing. Those kids are my life (Dad: they’re mine too) I work every hour of the day for them I (Dad: do you think I go away for a holiday?) yes that’s exactly what I think.
Dad: oh you’ve crossed a line. I hate those trips.
Mum: Really?
Dad: Yes
Mum: Really?
Dad: Yes! I hate being away from home.
Mum: not from me though
Dad: Well I don’t miss moments like this. At least I get some peace and quiet.
Mum: is that what it’s called now then?
Dad: What are you talking about?
Mum: you know exactly what I’m talking about don’t act the fool.
Dad: You’re paranoid.
Mum: Am I.
Dad: Yes, you’re acting crazy. You’re a freak.
Mum: Take that back you bastard.
Dad: What know you can’t just accuse me for things that I ain’t never done.
Mum: So you have done it then (Dad: What?) begins punching again
Dad: restraining her what the hell you’re twisting my words.
Mum: You’re a bastard.
Dad: I can’t talk to you now you’re a mess
Mum: Don’t walk away from me scream Come back
Dad: shout No
Mum: You’re a bastard
Dad: This isn’t a home any more.
