ALVA. SCHÖN. So long as her mother lived, she danced with her legs. SCHÖN. ALVA. Then when she got free she danced with her intelligence. ALVA. DR. GOLL. Now she dances with her heart. DR. GOLL. ALVA. If you'd like to see her—? ALVA. DR. GOLL. Thank you. DR. GOLL. ALVA. Come along with us! ALVA. DR. GOLL. Impossible. DR. GOLL. SCHÖN. Anyway, we have no time to lose. SCHÖN. ALVA. Come with us, doctor. In the third act you see Dalailama in his cloister, with his monks— ALVA. DR. GOLL. The only thing I care about is the young Buddha.