INDIO
Father was pure too.
VAISYA
Be fair, Indio. You've told me yourself that father had no choice.
MOKSA
I will not return in the shape of a man. I have not lived my life well. Do not let me die.
INDIO
Did he maintain his purity? Look at him! Did he?
VAISYA
They didn't let him.
INDIO
When he worked in South African mines he spoke of spiritual freedom.
MOKSA
Once--once I was a man. I shaped the world with my hands--the whole world with my hands. That is a man.
VAISYA
He wore the face they wanted him to wear. You've told me that yourself!
INDIO
When he begged in the streets of Jakarta he still spoke of spiritual freedom.
MOKSA
I shaped the world with my hands! Is that not a man?
VAISYA
In time he became what they wanted him to be. He had no choice.
