Circle of Iron (1978)
Blind Man: Tie two birds together, and even though they have four wings, they cannot fly.
Cord: How long have you been blind?
Blind Man: How long have you been blind?
Cord: I'm not blind.
Blind Man: Am I?
Cord: Do you answer every question with a question?
Blind Man: Do you question every answer?
Cord: Aww, talking to you is like talking to a wall.
Blind Man: Buddha once sat before a wall, and when he arose he was enlightened.
Cord: Do you compare yourself with Buddha?
Blind Man: (chuckles) No. Only to the wall.
Blind Man: Cord... each moment that passes changes you. You do not... cannot possess even yourself. How can you hope to possess anyone or anything else?
[Cord repeatedly steps in a stream]
The Blind Man: It can't be done!
[after pausing, Cord continues to step in the stream]
The Blind Man: You can't do it!
Cord: Can't do what?
The Blind Man: You can't step on the same piece of water twice.
Chang-sha: Have you eaten? Where's your drink? Your hand is empty.
Chang-sha: [laughs] Don't wish it on me. The whole world is in commotion and you wish me peace! I don't know what peace is, I don't want it. Don't you listen to the desert? Even when there's no wind the sand sings.
Cord: My name is Cord.
Chang-sha: Ha! You see? Cord!
Chang-sha: Play a Cord, strike a Cord? Even your name is a noise! What do you want, Cord? You want us to play on you? My wives can make your skin sing.
[Cord finds a man in a barrel of oil, resting. He tries touching the man's hand, but the man swats it away. He shakes the man's hand and his eyes open]
Cord: Can I help you?
Man-in-Oil: To do what?
Cord: To get out of this...
Cord: Who's torturing you this way?
[Cord peers over into the barrel]
Cord: Isn't that barrel filled with oil?
Man-in-Oil: Of course. I filled it myself.
Man-in-Oil: I filled it myself and I got in it myself. I've been in here ten years.
Cord: But why?
Man-in-Oil: [candidly] To rid myself of the bottom half of me. There's very little left of it now.
Cord: Your legs look like seaweed.
Man-in-Oil: I hope so. Tha-that thing, that terrible thing between my legs? It's almost gone now, isn't it?
Cord: A mere pimple.
[His tone becomes anxious]
Man-in-Oil: It'll go altogether soon, I hope.
Cord: Ten years! How do you live without eating?
Man-in-Oil: My-my family! They bring me a little rice, a little water...
Cord: Your family? They know you're dissolving yourself in oil?
Man-in-Oil: They weren't too happy about it at first. Especially my wife. Now, she understands.
Cord: But why would you want to...? Ha! You could have taken a vow of chastity, like I have!
Man-in-Oil: I took a vow of chastity! I took ten vows, a hundred! How-how-how can a man be a holy man when that terrible thing attaches him to the Earth? I got rid of my money, I shed my clothes, I ate a spoonful of rice each day... and, my mind became to soar! I felt the Universe... I was the Universe! And then... that terrible thing summoned me! "Hello!", it cried. "Think of the pleasure!" Several times I grabbed a knife, I attempted to rid myself of it, once and for all!
[He buries his face in his hands and sobs]
Man-in-Oil: I-I-I was- I was a coward!
[He soon stops crying as he continues his story]
Man-in-Oil: Then... I felt a way. I would dissolve it away... and the legs that carried it along!
Cord: Well, you're obviously mentally disturbed.
[the man nods happily]
Cord: You should have seen a doctor.
Man-in-Oil: I am a doctor!
Man-in-Oil: You took a vow of chastity.
Man-in-Oil: [smugly] You won't keep it.
[He gestures desperately to the barrel]
Man-in-Oil: Come in here with me. The-there-there's plenty of room. We'll-we'll keep each other company.
Cord: I'm sorry, but I must go. I'm looking for someone.
Man-in-Oil: Again, Zetan! They all come around asking about Zetan! There is no answer in Zetan!
[Cord laughs and walks away]
Cord: Oh, you are obviously mentally disturbed. You should have seen a doctor.
Man-in-Oil: I AM a doctor.