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  1. Select 1 passage from Act 2 or Act 3 from M. Butterfly (The words passage and quotation are used interchangeably and mean the same thing.)
  • Your passage may include an image since the images are part of the author's writing. You may also piece together multiple passages using ellipses (...) in between.
  • Be sure to include the page number(s) after the passage, like this (17-18).
  • Write a short summary of the passage (1-2 sentences).
  • this is just to get the summary out of your system and to be able to focus on an analysis
  • Analyze the passage you have chosen (3-4 sentences).
  • What does is show you as a reader?
  • Can you apply the theoretical lenses to the passage? What does that reveal about the passage?
  • What is your interpretation of the passage?
  • remember to avoid summarizing the passage
  • remember to avoid making overgeneralizations based on the text.
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Passage: "Nan said to Tess, but projecting for the benefit of the front, ‘Truly, are we so superior as we think? I wonder little. When we first moved in at the mine, we did something at the house so stupid am still in pain. There were two pawpaw trees growing side by side by the house, one thriving with nice big pawpaws on it and the other sick-looking and leaf-less – dead looking. Well, we thought it was plain what we should do: take down the dead tree. So we hauled and pushed on the trunk of the poor tree and strained and pulled it over – uprooted it, Gareth and myself. It was his idea: we must just straight off do this, get it over. Then, with the crash, the servants come out. They had funny looks on. Dineo said, so quietly, ‘Oh, Mma, you have killed the male.’ We didn’t understand. It seems the pawpaw grow in pairs, couples, male and female. The male tree looks like a phallus – no foliage to it, really. The female needs the male in order to bear. They take years to reach the heights ours had. Then the female died. The staff had been eating pawpaws from our tree for years. It was a humiliation” ( Rush 21).

Summary: Nan is explaining to Tess how she and Gareth dug up a tree that looked like it was dead, but that they learned from the natives that they were all wrong about their interpretation of the tree. It looked dead but the other tree needed it for its survival.

Analysis: The pawpaw trees function as a symbol within the text. They symbolize the hierarchic relationship between the men and the women in the text as well as the hierarchic relationship between the whites and the blacks in the text. When Rush writes that they "uprooted" the tree, it brings to mind the appropriation of colonies and cultural upheaval.

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,, ' :I M. BUTTERFLY by David Henry Hwang with an Afterword by the Playwright ® A PLUME BOOK NEW AMERICAN LIBRARY NEW YORK PUBLISHED IN CANADA BY PENGUIN BOOKS CANADA LIMITED, MARKHAM, ONTARIO NAL BOOKS ARE AVAILABLE AT QUANTITY DISCOUNTS WHEN USED TO PROMOTE PRODUCTS OR SERVICES. FOR INFORMATION PLEASE WRITE TO PREMIUM MARKETING DIVISION, NEW AMERICAN LIBRARY, 1633 BROADWAY, 10019. NEW YORK , NEW YORK Copyright© 1986, 1987, 1988 by David Henry Hwang All rights reserved. All inquiries regarding rights should be addressed to the author's agent, William Craver, Writers & Artists Agency , 70 West 36th St., #501, New York, NY 10018. Professionals and amateurs :ire hereby warned that performances of M . Butterfly are subject to royalty. It is fully protected under the copyright laws of the United States of America, and of all countries covered by the International Copyright Union (including the Dominion of Canada and the rest of the British Commonwealth), and of all countries covered by the Pan-American Copyright Convention, and of all countries with which the United States has reciprocal copyright relations. All rights , including professional, amateur, motion picture, recitation, lecturing, public reading, radio broadcasting, television, video or sound taping, all other forms of mechanical or electronic reproduction, such as information storage and retrieval systems and photocopying, and the rights of translations into foreign languages, are strictly reserved. Particular emphasis is laid upon the question of readings, permission for which must be secured from the author's agent in writing . M . Butterfll' was previously published, in its entirety, in American Theatre magazine. ® PLUME TRADEMARK REG. U.S. PAT. OFF. AND FOREIGN COUNTRIES REGISTERED TRADEMARK-MARCA REGISTRADA HECHO EN BRA TTL EBO RO, VT. SIGNET, SIGNET CLASSIC, MENTOR, ONYX, PLUME, MERIDIAN and NAL BOOKS are published in the United States by NAL PENGUIN INC., 1633 Broadway, New York , New York 10019, in Canada by Penguin Books Canada Limited, 2801 John Street, Markham, Ontario L3R 1B4 PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA bdztzon To Ophelia Playwright's Notes "A former French diplomat and a Chinese opera singer have been sentenced to six years in jail for spying for China after a two-day trial that traced a story of clandestine love and mistaken sexual identity .... Mr. Bouriscot was accused of passing information to China after he fell in love with Mr. Shi, whom he believed for twenty years to be a woman." -Tht New York Times, May 11, 1986 This play was suggested by international newspaper accounts of a recent espionage trial. For purposes of dramatization, names have been changed, characters created, and incidents devised or altered, and this play does not purport to be a factual record of real events or real people. "I could escape this feeling With my China girl ... " -David Bowie & Iggy Pop 1',dztzon M. Butterfly, presented by Stuart Ostrow and David Geffen, and directed by John Dexter, premiered on February 10, 1988, at the National Theatre in Washington, D. C ., and opened on Broadway March 20, 1988, at the Eugene O'Neill Theatre. M . Butterfly won the 1988 Tony for best play, the Outer Critics Circle A ward for best Broadway play, the John Gassner Award for best American play, and the Drama Desk Award for best new play. It had the following cast: Kurogo Alec Mapa, Chris Odo, Jamie H.J. Guan Rene Gallimard John Lithgow Song Liling B. D. Wong Marc/Man #2/Consul Sharpless John Getz Renee/Woman at Party/Girl in Magazine Lindsay Frost Comrade Chin/Suzuki/Shu Fang Lori Tan Chinn Rose Gregorio Helga George N. Martin M. Toulon/Man #1/Judge Scenery and Costumes: Eiko Ishioka Lighting: Andy Phillips Hair: Phyllis Della Music; Giacomo Puccini, Lucia Hwong Casting: Meg Simon, Fran Kumin Production Stage Manager: Bob Borod Peking Opera Consultants: Jamie H.J. Guan & Michelle Ehlers Musical Director and Lute: Lucia Hwong Percussion, Shakuhachi, and Guitar: Yukio Tsuji Violin and Percussion: Jason Hwang Musical Coordinator: John Miller namon Setting !'resent, an in reca]) duriR.g the deca de 1960 ta 1970 in 'Beijing, and from 1966 to the present in Paris. act one scene 1 M. Gallimard's prison cell. Paris. Present. Lights fade up to reveal Rene Gallimard, 65, in a prison cell. He wears a comfortable bathrobe, and looks old and tired. The sparsely famished cell contains a wooden crate upon which sits a hot plate with a kettle, and a portable tape recorder. Gallimard sits on the crate staring at the recorder, a sad smile on his face. Upstage Song, who appears as a beauti fu l woman in traditional Chinese garb, dances a traditional piece .from the Pekin pera, surroun e t e ercussive clatter o C inese musi . hen, slow/ Ii hts and sound cross- ade· the Chinese o era music issolves into a Western o era the "Love Duet" om uccini's Ma ame Butterfly. Song continues dancing , now to the Western accompaniment. Though her movements are the same, the difference in music now gives them a balletic quality. Gallimard rises, and turns upstage towards the figure of Song, who dances without acknowledging him. GALLIMARD: Butterfly, Butterfly ... He forces himself to turn away, as the ima e o an ta s to us. GALLIMARD: The limits of my cell are as such: four-and-ahalf meters by five. There's one window against the far wall ; a door, very strong, to protect me from autograph 2 ACT ONE, Scene Two M. BUTTERFLY hounds. I'm responsible for the tape recorder, the hot plate, and this charming coffee table. When I want to eat, I'm marched off to the dining room-hot, steammg slo p appears on my plate. When I want to sleep, the light bulo turns itself oft the work of fairies. It's an enchanted space I occupy. The French-we know how to run a pnson. · But, to be honest, I'm not treated like an ordinary · prisoner. Why? Because I'm a celebrity. You see, I make people laugh. I never dreamed this day would arci ve I've oevet been considered witty or clever. In fact, as a young boy, in an · I nfo rmal poll among my grammar school classmates, I was v? ted "least likely to be invited to a party." It's a title I managed to hold onto for many years. Despite some stiff competition. But now, how the tables turn! Look at me: the life of every social function in Paris. Paris? Why be modest? My fame has spread to Amsterdam, London, New York. Listen to them! In the world's smartest parlors. I'm the one who lifts their spirits! With a ourish, Gallimard directs our attention to o the stag!. 3 - WOMAN: And what of Gallimard.?.. MAN 1: Gallimard? MAN 2: Gallimard! GALLIMARD (To us) : You see? They're all determined to say my name, as if it were some new dance, WoMAN: He still claims not to believe the truth, MAN 1: What? Still? Even since 'the trial? WOMAN: Yes. Isn't it mad? MAN 2 (Laughing): He says . very modestL . it was dark ... and she was The trio break into laughter. MAN 1: S9=:what? He never touched her with his hands? MAN 2: Perhaps he did, and simply misidentified the equipment. A compelling case for sex education in the schools. 'WOMAN: To protect the National Security-the Church can't argue with that. MAN 1: That's impossible! How could he not know? MAN 2: Simple ignorance. MAN 1: For twenty years? scene 2 A party. Present. Lights go up on a chic-looking parlor, where a well-dressed trio, two men and one woman, make conversation. Gallimard also remains lit; he observes them from his cell . :MAN 2: Time flies when you're being stupid. .WOMAN: Well, I thought the French were ladies' men. MAN 2: It seems Monsieur Gallimard was overly anxious to live up t o his national reputation. WOMAN: Well, he's not very good-looking. ,MAN 1: No, he's not. 4 M. BUTTERFLY ACT ONE, Scene Three MAN 2: Certainly not. 5 Butterfly. By Giacomo Puccini. First produced at La Scala, Milan, m 1904, 1t 1s now beloved throughout the Western wo rld. WOMAN: Actually, I feel sorry for hjm - MAN 2: A toast! To Monsieur Gallimard! A s Gallimard describes the opera, the tape segues in and out to . sections he may be describing. WoMAN: Yes! To Gallimard! MAN 1: To Gallimard! GALLIMARD: And why not? It~ heroine, Cio-Cio-San, also known as Buttt:;rfl , ts a fetnmine ideal, beautiful and rave. n its bera, the man for whom she gives up everything, is-(He ulls out a naval o cer's ca om under ,s crate, pops it on his head and struts about -not ver oo - oo ing, not too bright, and pretty much a wimp: Benjamin Franklin Pin erton o e avy. s t e curtain nses, he's just closed on two great bargains: one on a house, the other on a woman-call it a package deal. Pinkerton purchased the rights to Butterfly for one hundred yen-in modern currency, equivalent to about . .. sixty-six cents . ...So, he's feeling pretty pleased with himself as Sharpless, the American consul, arrives to wit- ness the marriage. MAN 2: Vive la difference! They toast, laughing. Lights down on them. scene 3 M. Gallimard's cell. GALLIMARD (Smiling): Yon see? I bey toa st me. I've become patron saint of the socially inept. Can they really be so foolis h? Men like that-they should be scratching at my door, begging to learn my secrets! For I, Rene Gallimard, you see, I have known, and been loved by ... the Perfect Woman. Alone in this cell, I sit night after night, watching our story play through my head, always searching for a new endmg, one Vf hich redeems my honor, w here she returns at la st to m arms. And I imagine you-my ideal au 1ence--who come to u Just a ittle, to envy m e. Marc, wearin an o p ays the character. , to desi nate Shar less, enters and SHARPLESS/MARC: Pinkerton! PINKERTON/GALLIMARD: Sharpless! How's it hangin'? It's a great day, just great. Between my house, my wife, and the rickshaw ride in from town, I've saved nineteen cents just this morning. He turns on his ta pe recorder. Over the house speakers, we hear the opening phrases of Madame Rnttecfly . SHARPLESS: Wonderful. I can see the inscription on your tombstone already: "I saved a dollar, here I lie." (He looks around) Nice house. GALLIMARD: In order for you to understand what I did an why, I must introduce you to my avorite opera: Madam!!, PINKERTON: It's artistic. Artistic, don't you think? Like the way the shoji screens shde open to reveal the wet bar and &...& 6 M. BUTTERFLY ACT ONE, Scene Four disco mirror ball? Classy. huh? Great for impressing the chicks. SHARPLESS: "Chicks"? Pinkerton, you're going to be a mirried man! · PINKERTON: Well, sort of PINKERTON: Huh? Where? --- SHARPLESS: Home! PINKERTON: You mean, America? Are you crazy ? Can you see her trying to buy rice in St. Lams? SHARPLESS: ,.._ So, you're not serious . SHARPLESS: What do yon mean'? _ Pause. PINKERTON: This country-Sharpless, it is okay. You got all these geisha girls running aroundSHARPLESS: I know! I live here' PINKERTON: Then. you know the marriage laws, right? split for one month, it's annulled! 7 L PINKERTON/GALLIMARD (As Pinkerton): Consul, I am a sailor in port. (As Gallimard) They then pcoceed ro sit:ig rb e famous duet, "The Whole World Over." The duet plays on the speakers. Gallimard, as Pinkerton , lipsyncs his lines from the opera . SHARPLESS: Leave it to you to read the fine print. Who's the lucky girl? PINKERTON: Cio-Cio-San. Her friends call her Butterfly . Sharpless, she eats out of m y hand! SHARPLESS: She's probably very hungry. PINKERTON: Not like American girls. It's true what they s~ about Oriental girls. They want to be treated bacll SHARPLESS: Oh, please! PINKERTON: It's true! SHARPLESS: Are you serious about this girl? scene 4 PINKERTON: I'm marrying her, aren't I? SHARPLESS: Yes-with generous trade-in terms. Ecole Nationale. Aix-en-Prov~nce . .12£1- PINKERTON: When I leave, she'll know what it's like to have loved a real man. And I'll even buy her a few nylons. GALLIMARD: No, Marc, I think I'd rather stay home. SHARPLESS: You aren't planning to take her with you? MARC: Are you crazy?! We are going to Dad's condo in · Marseille! You know what happened last time? 8 M. BUTTERFLY ACT ONE, Scene Five GALLIMARD: Of course I do. MARC: Of course you don't! You never know .. stripped, Rene! GALLIMARD: Ibey GALLIMARD: ,.Who stripped? MARC: The girls! GALLIMARD: Girls? Who said anything about girls? · MARC: Rene, we're a buncha university guys goin' up to the woods. What are .we gonna do-talk philosophy? GALLIMARD: What girls? Where do you get them? MARC: Who cares? The point is, they come. On trucks. Packed in like sardines. The back flips open, babes hop · out, we're ready to roll. GALLIMARD: y OU mean, they just-? · MARC: Before you know it every last one of them-they 're ~tripped and splashing around my pool. There's no moon · out, they can't see what's going on, their boobs are flapping, right? You close your eyes, reach out-it's grab 'bag, get it? Doesn't matter whose ass is between whose legs, whose teeth are sinking into who. You're just in there, going at it, eyes closed, on and on for as long as you can stand. (Pause) Some. fun, huh? 9 Xou go ahead ... I may come later. MARC: Hey , Rene-it daeso 't matter that you 'ce clumsy and got zits-they're not looking! GALLIMARD: Thank you very much. MARC: Wimp. Marc walks over to the other side of the stage, and starts waving and smiling at women i~ the audience. GALLIMARD (To us): We now return to my version of Madame Butterfly and the events leading to my recent conviction for treason. Gallimard notices Marc making lewd gestures. GALLIMARD: Marc, what are you doing? MARC: Huh? (Sotto voce) Rene, there're a lotta great babes out there. They're probably lookin' at me and thinking, "What a dangerous guy." GALLIMARD: Yes-how could they help but be impressed by your cool sophistication? Gallimard o s the less ca on Marc's head, and oints im offstage. Marc exits , leering. GALLIMARD: What happens in the morning? MARC: In the morning, you're ready to talk some philosophy. (Beat) So how 'bout it? GALLIMARD: Marc 'I can 't , I'm afraid rbey'll say 00::::rbe girls. So I never ask. MARC: You don't have to ask! That's the beauty--don't you see? They don 't have to say yes. It's perfect for a guy like ,.YOU, really. scene 5 M . Gallimard's cell. GALLIMARD : Next, Butterfly makes her entrance. We learn her age-fifteen .. . but very mature fo r her years. 10 M. BUTTERFLY ACT ONE, Scene Five Lights come up on the area where we saw Son dancin at the . top o t e p ay. She a ears there a ain now dressed as Maame utter y, movin to the " allima~ upstage s ig t y to watch, trans fixed. GmL: But as she glides past him, beautiful, laughing softly behind her fan, don't we who are men sigh with hope? We, who are not handsome, nor brave, nor powerful, yet somehow believe, like Pinkerton, that we deserve a Butterfly. She arrives with all her possessions in the folds of her sleeves, lays them all out, for her man to do with as he pleases. Even her life itself-she bows her head as she whispers that she's not even worth the hundred yen he paid for her. He's already given too much, when we know he's really had to give nothing at all. · GIRL: GALLIMARD: Music and lights on Song out. Gallimard sits at his crate. GALLIMARD : In real life, women who pudheir total worth at less than sixty-six cents are quite hard to find. The closest we come 1s m the pages of these magazines. (He reaches into his crate, pulls out a stack of girlie magazines, and begins .flipping through them) Quite a necessity in prison. For three or four dollars, you get seven or eight women. I first discovered these magazines at my uncle's house. · One day, as a boy of twelve. The first time I saw them in his closet ... all lined up-my body shook. Not with lust-no, with power. Here were women-a shelffulwho would do exactly as I wanted. The "Love Duet" creeps in over the speakers. Special comes up, revealing, not Song this time, but a pinup girl in a sexy negligee, her back to us. Gallimard turns upstage and looks at her. GrnL: I know you're watching me. GALLIMARD: My throat ... it's dry. 11 I leave my blinds open every night before I go to bed. GALLIMARD: I can't move. I leave my blinds open and the lights on. GALLIMARD: I'm shaking. My skin is hot, but m y penis soft. Why? ·GIRL: I stand in front of the window. GALLIMARD: GIRL: bad. GIRL: I shouldn't be seeing this. It's so dirty. I'~ --Then, slowly, I lift off my nightdress. GALLIMARD: GIRL: What is she going to do? I toss my hair, and I let my lips part . . . barely. . GALLIMARD: -- is Oh, god. I can't believe it. I can't- I toss it to the ground. GALLIMARD: Now, she's going to walk away. She's going toGIRL: I stand there, in the light, displaying m yself. GALLIMARD: GIRL: To you. GALLIMARD: GIRL: - No, she must ... like it. I like it. GALLIMARD: GIRL: In front of a window? This is wrong. No- Without shame. GALLIMARD: GIRL: No. She's-why j s sbe naked? She . . . she wants me to see. I want you to see. 12 ACT ONE, Scene Five M. BUTTERFLY GALLIMARD: I can't believe it! She's getting excited! GIRL: I can't see you. You can do whatever you want. GALLIMARD: I can't do a thing. Why? GIRL: What would you like me to do .. . next? Lights go down on her. Music o . Silence as Gallimard u away is magazines . Then he resumes talking to us. GALLIMARD: Act Two begins with Butterfly staring at the ocean. Pinkerton's been called back to the U.S., and 'he's iven his wife a detailed schedule of his plans. In the column mar e return ate, he's written w en the bms nest. I his tailed to 1gmte her suspicions: ree years have passed wit out a ee Which b rings a res ponse from her · faithful servan.!_, Suzuki. --- Comrade Chin enters, playing Suzuki. SuzuK1: Girl, he's a loser. What'd he ever give you? Nineteen cents and those ugly D ay-Glo stockings ? L-;;ok, it's finished! Kaput! Done! And you should be glad! I mean, the guy was a woofer! He tried before, you know-before he met you, he went down to geisha central and plunked down his spare change in front of the usual candidateseveryone else gagged! These are hungry prostitutes, and they were not interested, get the picture? Now, stor_ slathering when an American ship sails in, and let's make ' some bucks I mean, yen! We are brolce! - 5 ow, w hat ahcmr j amadon? Hey, hey-don't look away-the man is a prince--fi uratively, and, what's even Eetter, 1tera y. e s rich, he's han some, e says e 1e .if.yon don't marry him-and he' s even w1llmg to~ look the little fact that you've been deflowered all over the place by a forei gn devil. What do you mean " But ' 13 he's Japanese?" You're a anese! You th. ,_h¥--the whitey god? He was a sailor with dirty hands! _.;ou --- Suzuki stalks offitage. GALLIMARD: She's also visited by Consul Sharpless, sent by 7 Pinkerton on a minor errand. Marc enters, as Sharpless. SHARPLESS: I hate this job. GALLIMARD: This Pinkerton- he doesn't show up personally to tell his wife he's abandoning her. N o, he sends a _government diplomat ... at taxpayer's expense.. SHARPLESS: Butterfly? Butterfly? I have some bad-I'm going to be ill. Butterfly, I came to tell youGALLIMARQ: Butterfly says she knows he'll return and ifhe doesn't she'll kill herself rather than o back to her own peop e. (Beat) This causes a lull in the conversation. SHARPLESS: Let's put it this way ... GALLIMARD: Butterfly runs into the next room, and returns holding- Sound cue: a baby crying. Sharpless, "seeing" this, backs away. SHARPLESS: Well, good. Happy to see things going so well. I suppose I'll be going now. Ta ta. Ciao. (He turns away . Sound cue out) I hate this job. (He exits) GALLIMARD: At that moment, Butterfly spots in the harbor an American ship-the Abramo Lincoln! Music cue: "The Flower Duet." Song, still dressed as Butter.fly, changes into a wedding kimono, moving to the music. 14 ACT ONE, Scene Six M. BUTTERFLY GALLIMARD: This is the moment that redeems he ...
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In act two scene six, there is a song singing, The whole world over, the white man travels, setting
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