CHEN BI: (
FIRST MAN: You old derelict, you drunk, you scoundrel, you old beggar, how dare you claim her as your daughter!
SECOND MAN: You say she’s your daughter. Call her and see if she responds.
CHEN BI: Mei… my poor, suffering daughter.
CHEN MEI: (
CHEN BI: (
FIRST MAN: Is that what you call a confession? Is there a church nearby?
SECOND MAN: There’s a newly renovated Catholic church twenty li east of here, following the river.
CHEN BI: Mei, your dad knows they tricked you. Your dad’s old friends have cheated you, and I’m going to help you get justice.
FIRST MAN: Step aside, old man.
SECOND MAN: Come with us, Miss. We promise you’ll get to see your baby.
CHEN MEI: (
CHEN BI: Mei, you hate me, I understand that. You say you’re not my daughter, I can live with that. But don’t go with them. They sold your baby, and if you go with them, they’ll throw you into the river to drown, then make up a story that you threw yourself in. They’ve done that before, and more than once.
FIRST MAN: I think you’ve lived long enough, old man. You can’t smear us like that.
SECOND MAN: How can you spout such rubbish? Murderous, ugly butchery like that does not exist in our society.
FIRST MAN: You’ve been watching too many videos in roadside shops.
SECOND MAN: You’re delusional.
FIRST MAN: You’ve turned socialism into capitalism.
SECOND MAN: Turned good people into bad ones.
FIRST MAN: Turned good will into donkey’s guts, pure malice.
CHEN BI: You’re the donkey’s guts, cow parts, filth vomited by cats and dogs, the dregs of society.
SECOND MAN: How dare he accuse us of being the dregs of society! You’re a pig that feasts on piles of garbage. Do you know what we do?
CHEN BI: Of course I do. I not only know what you do, but what you’ve done.
FIRST MAN: I think we ought to invite you down to the river for a cold bath.
SECOND MAN: Tomorrow morning, people who come to burn incense and choose dolls will discover that the old beggar that asks for alms in front of the temple is not around. Even his crippled dog will be missing.
FIRST MAN: No one will care.
Act VI