- Lucy Burrows: Don't do it, Daddy! You'll hit me once too often - and then they'll - they'll hang yer!
- Narrator: The Yellow Man holds a great dream to take the glorious message of peace to the barbarous Anglo-Saxons, sons of turmoil and strife.
- Battling Burrows: You! With a dirty Chink!
- Lucy Burrows: 'Tain't nothin' wrong! 'Tain't nothin' wrong! I fell down in the doorway and - it wasn't nothin' wrong!
- Battling Burrows: I'll learn yer! I'll learn yer!
- Narrator: Battling discovers parental rights - A Chink after his kid! He'll learn him! Above all, Battling hates those not born in the same great country as himself.
- Scrubwoman: [wearily to Lucy] Whatever you do, dearie, don't get married.
- Narrator: [Last lines] As he smiles goodbye to White Blossom, all the tears of the ages rush over his heart.
- Narrator: It is a tale of temple bells, sounding at sunset before the image of Buddha; it is a tale of love and lovers; it is a tale of tears.
- Narrator: Limehouse knows him only as a Chink storekeeper. The Yellow Man's youthful dreams come to wreck against the sordid realities of life. Broken bits of his life in his new home. Chinese, Malays, Lascars, where the Orient squats at the portals of the West. In this scarlet house of sin, does he ever hear the temple bells?
- Missionary's Brother: My brother leaves for China tomorrow to convert the heathen.
- The Yellow Man: I-I wish him luck.
- Narrator: Breathing in an amber flute to this alabaster cockney girl her love name - White Blossom.
- Narrator: The Yellow Man more than ever convinced that the great nations across the sea need the lessons of the gentle Buddha.
- Narrator: He dreams her prattle, her bird-like ways, her sweet self - are all his own.
- Narrator: The first gentleness she has ever known.