Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: This is Susan Parker, my best friend. He's my best friend, too. Don't you think she's extravagant?
Tommy Randall: She's magnificent.
Susan Parker: Thank you. Charming little niece you have there.
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: I'm not really his niece, Susan. I'm just pretending.
Captain of SS Victoria: Mr. Randall, aren't you the child's uncle?
Tommy Randall: No, we met in Shanghai yesterday for the first time.
Susan Parker: One never knows, does one, when love will come along?
Tommy Randall: You've been so nice to me, I'd like to buy you something. What would you like?
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: A soup bone.
Tommy Randall: A what?
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: A soup bone. For my dog. He's awful hungry.
Tommy Randall: Do you think your mother would mind if you joined us in a soup bone?
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: I haven't got any mother.
Tommy Randall: Well, then, your father, or family?
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: I haven't any family. I haven't even got Chang.
Tommy Randall: Who's Chang?
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: He brought me here from Sanchow, and then he ran away with my money.
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: Are you really and truly my parents now?
Susan Parker: We're the only parents you've got, darling.
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: Sun Lo says a child without parents is like a ship without a rudder.
