Daisy. You beast.
Lee Tai. I like the horror that makes your body tremble when I hold you in my arms. And sometimes the horror turns on a sudden into a wild tempest of passion.
Daisy. You liar.
Lee Tai. Leave this stupid white man. What is he to you?
Daisy. He is my husband.
Lee Tai. It is a year to-day since you were married. What has marriage done for you? You thought when you married a white man you'd become a white woman. Do you think they can look at you and forget? How many white women do you know? How many friends have you got? You're a prisoner. I'll take you to Singapore or Calcutta. Don't you want to amuse yourself? Do you want to go to Europe? I'll take you to Paris. I'll give you more money to spend in a week than your husband earns in a year.
Daisy. I'm very comfortable in Peking, thank you.
Lee Tai. [Snapping his fingers.] You don't care that for your husband. He loves you. You despise him. Don't you wish with all your heart that you hadn't married him?
Amah. He very silly white man. He no likee Daisy's old amah. Perhaps one day he b'long sick. Daisy cry velly much if he die?
Daisy. [Impatiently.] Don't be such a fool.