- Dondup: How's the rice paper business?
- Sonam's Father: Getting worse every day. These days, people prefer foreign-made paper. It's whiter, smoother, and much cheaper. Making rice paper requires a lot of labor.
- Sonam's Father: So, is it really true you're not coming back to the village?
- Dondup: I have a great opportunity to go to America. If I'm not in Thimphu tomorrow I may miss it.
- Sonam's Father: Will you go there for good?
- Dondup: I don't know, maybe.
- Sonam's Father: It must be very beautiful there.
- Sonam: I've heard they don't even know where Bhutan is.
- Sonam's Father: What a pity. I hope you'll come back to our village. We need young people like you. Why are you going there?
- Dondup: I can make lots of money.
- Sonam's Father: doing what?
- Dondup: anything. Washing dishes. Picking apples.
- Sonam's Father: Oh, picking apples?
- The Monk: So, you're giving up an officer's job to pick apples?
- Dondup: I can make a lot more money.
- Sonam's Father: Well, I guess you've made your mind up to go.
- The Monk: Just don't get lost there like Tashi.
- Tashi: Know what I heard? That in the next village there are lots of beautiful girls. And they're fair-skinned and sexy. But look at our girls! All burnt by the sun. And skinny, as if they were starving.
- Karma: All you think about is girls.
- Tashi: Of course. That's because I'm a man and you're just a kid.
- Agay: [Talking to Tashi] We men... we may grow old, but our minds don't age. Our jealousy stays young.
- Sonam: [Answering Dondup, who is wondering why she won't pursue higher education when she has the opportunity to do so] I want to help my father. My mother's dead, and he's all alone. Isn't it our duty to look after our parents when they're old?
- The Monk: [Talking to Dondup] You know, a peach blossom is beautiful. But you see, a blossom is only beautiful because it is temporary.