The House of Ramon Iglesia Monologue
|The House of Ramon Iglesia by Jose Rivera|
(Ramon falls in the snow) GET UP FOR CHRISSAKES! Don't you have any pride at all? Are you going to let this snow kill you while I stand here watching you? If you don't get up, I'll walk, I'll leave, I swear! (Bending down over his father) Why can't you help yourself? Why? (Low) Why can't you help...yourself? You should never have bent down so I could wipe my feet on your back. I never asked you to do that for me. Why did you do that for me? Why were you that way for me? Why did you suffer so fucking quietly?