Vovchik (relatively calmly, philosophically). What's this… I wanted to strangle you on the wedding day!
Galya throws something at her husband that is at hand. Hits or misses – depends on the accuracy of the actress.
Galya (restraining herself with difficulty). Thank you for your honesty!
Vovchik (dodging a swift flight in his direction of something). You're welcome.
They exchange dissatisfied biased glances.
Galya (restraining herself with difficulty). So what do you suggest?
Vovchik (relatively calmly, philosophically). I believe that we are not what we need, but it is simply vital to get a divorce!
Galya (restraining herself with difficulty). Get a divorce? Wow, you're doing great. As he was an egoist, so he remained an egoist. You're fine, divorced and live – rejoice. This apartment is a gift for you. Only you work in our family. And where am I going to go? To the train station?
Vovchik (relatively calmly, philosophically). And who's to blame for you that you've been sitting on my neck for three years already? How long did I send you to work? And he offered good places, and it was possible to earn quite well. You've been turning your nose around! Well, that's it!
Galya (nervously). And who created comfort in the house? Who protected and kept the family nest?
Vovchik looks around, sincerely looking for someone.
Vovchik (sincerely interested, even a little whisper). Who!
Galya (with a nervous cry as loud as possible, poking her finger in the chest). I am! Who else is it!
Vovchik (surprised, nervous). You? How interesting, thank you for warning me, because I didn't even know. So how's it going? Let's see how you coped with this task.
Vovchik circles the trashed apartment with his hand. (Here, if possible, it would be nice to throw off a falling curtain or tulle or chandelier from somewhere on top. Well, at least something to emphasize the deplorable situation).
Galya (nervously). I tried, but with you every day is like on a volcano! What kind of comfort, peace and everything that should be present in normal families can be with you at all? I have spent the best years of my life on you, I have worn out my youth, you can say…
Vovchik (interrupts). Oh… yes. Three best years of life. How fleeting youth is nowadays!
Something from his wife's hands is flying at Vovchik again.