The King and I1956

Anna:
In your house she's just another woman. Like a bowl of rice is a bowl of rice no different from any other bowl of rice.

King:
Now you understand about women! So, many English books talk about love etc etc etc ha!

Anna:
You disapprove?

King:
It is a silly complication of a general simplicity. A woman is designed for pleasing man that is all. A man is deigned to be pleased by many women

Anna:
Then how do you explain, your majesty, that many men remain faithful to one wife

King:
They are sick.

Anna:
Oh, but you do expect women to be faithful?

King:
Naturally!

Anna:
Well why naturally?

King:
Because it is natural. It is like old Siamese saying. A girl is like a blossom, with honey for just one man. A man is like a honey bee and gather all he can. To fly from blossom to blossom a honey must be free. But blossom must not ever fly from bee to bee to bee.

Anna:
Hee hee. Oh your majesty in England we have a far different attitude. We believe for a man to be truly happy he must love one woman and one woman only.

King:
This idea was invented by woman.

Anna:
Oh but it's a great idea your majesty and in England we're brought up with it. When your young and at your first dance.

King:
Young girl? They dance also. Like I see you in arms of stranger tonight not a husband.

Anna:
Why of course!

King:
I would not permit it.

Anna:
Ha when your young and at your first dance, and your sitting on a small guilt chair with your eyes lowered, terrified that you'll be a wall flower. Suddenly, you see two black shoes, a white waist coat, a face, it speaks.