- [first lines]
- Dr. Gilbert: [examining stranger] Know who he is?
- Sheriff Cooper: Don't know why he ended up here. Got no wallet. Not a penny in his pocket. His bus was comin' from New York City. He mighta gotten on anywhere between there and here. Poor fella.
- Dr. Gilbert: These are worker's hands. Could be a farmer.
- Boy: Is that a Chinaman, Dr. Gilbert?
- Dr. Gilbert: Sure is, Zack.
- Sheriff Cooper: What's your name, boy?
- Stranger: [straining] Ohta.
- Sheriff Cooper: Don't even talk English.
- Ruth Jeffers: I stopped by to suggest that your new girl take the Chinaman over to the African Methodist church.
- Anne Morrison: Why can't he go to *your* church?
- Ruth Jeffers: Oh, Anne!
- Anne Morrison: Why not?
- Ruth Jeffers: Well, do I have to spell it out? He's not white.
- Anne Morrison: Well, he's not negro either.
- Ruth Jeffers: Well, he's yellow, and that's colored.
- Grover Ohta: I am the first son born in America.
- Sophie Willis: So you have brothers who were born in China?
- Grover Ohta: Japan. I was born in California.
- Sophie Willis: Everyone thinks you're Chinese.
- Grover Ohta: I don't mind.
- [last lines]
- Anne Morrison: What you doin' down here? Don't you scold me. What happened?
- Salome Whitmore: [limping toward the house] They made it.
- Anne Morrison: Who? Mr. Ohta...
- Salome Whitmore: And Sophie.
- Anne Morrison: Oh! You're hurt. Now you come inside. I'll make us a cup o' tea.