Found this recently and was wondering if I can rewrite or something, a monologue from a play I was writing 7-8 years ago (translated in Google Translate):
FLASHBACK TWO - Rooftop of a building, Husband, Wife and Felix lying on the mattress
HUSBAND flinches
Home already?
FELIX
No. But listen (takes out a crumpled piece of paper and starts reading), drink a lot of fluids. (Don't get excited about everything.) Especially in summer. (And not everything has to be all at once.) A clove of garlic instead of the medicine. Don't hide away, don't mess with the auditors. (And don't be stupid.) When your soup burns in the only pan you have - oh fuck it, brother, I don't know what to tell you. Draw the line there. Take the soup or what's left of it - like a sign. Because otherwise all this will go on and on and it will be more and more difficult for you to be able to remember where you came from and why and what all this is for... Felix gets out.