FADE IN Act 1 INT. FAT BOY GARAGE - 14:00 Car parts here and there. PETER arrives, staring at his deep blue 2002 Mercedes E-class. FAT BOY appears. FAT BOY: The malfunctioned green circuit board and its worn black plastic housing have been replaced. He shows Peter the replaced parts. PETER: No more malfunctioning? FAT BOY: They are new parts. Should be better than before. Then, we see a yellow old cat CHEESE, padding slowly out from under a workbench. FAT BOY (Cont'd): Cheese

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 10:30 Bright sunlight streams through the gap in the curtains. PETER lies on his back, eyes wide open. He glances at the bedside digital clock. He groans. PETER (V.O.): I was too tired. Recalling. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): I published my daily screenplay at 1am today. Recalling. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): I only began to draft it after 10pm last night. Recalling. PETER (VF.O.) (Cont'd): Before that I kept staring at the photos of my family home in Tin Su

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT Dark and still. The air smells of sleep, and the comforting scent of two HUMANS in bed. KAJI is tightly tucked into the space between the PACKLEADER and PETER. The lighting is changing.Then, she extracts herself from the warmth between them. KAJI (V.O.) : It's breakfast time. I've an accurate internal clock. Kaji gets out of bed, waiting at the closed door and her claws making a few tick-tick-tick sounds on the floor. KAJI (V.O.) (Cont'

FADE IN Act 1 INT. FAT BOY GARAGE - 15:45 PETER approches slowly. His eyes fix on his beloved coupe-a 1989 red Nissan 200SX-sitting on a hydraulic lift, jacked up about 1.5m off the ground. He gazes at the underneath splash shield. PETER (V.O.): The panel that came off yesterday is now securely refixed. He runs a finger along the refitted panel. A deep breath escapes him. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): The worry that has been gawning at me since yesterday finally releases its grip. F

FADE IN Act 1 EXT. MTR TRAIN - 09:15 Swaying. PETER sits by the door, Holding a phone, he scrolls mindlessly through Facebook. A post stops him. Headline: Why do people want to live forever? PETER (V.O.): Is that right? He scrolls past quickly. Another post catches his eyes. Headline: Married at 17, Widowed at 19. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): How old was teenage bride's husband? Reading. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): Her husband, Zhang Linfu, was 24 years her senior. She would cllimb Moun

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM/ DINING ROOM - 07:45 Kaji, the family pet, leads PETER from the bedroom to the dining room for breakifast. As they move, Peter catches a glimpse of his SON who is leaving home. The door clicks shut. PETER (V.O.): Today is his birthday anniversary. FLASHBACK INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY (1998) Peter's WIFE lies in a hospital bed, holding a newborn baby. Peter (44) stands beside her. PETER: He's perfect. Look at him, He has your eyes, your nose... WIFE:

FADE IN Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - 11:30 Sunlight streams through the window. PETER sits on the sofa, maintaining his Duolingo streaks. His WIFE is about to leave home. PETER: The Sealion7 should be ready for collection this evening. You'd go pick it up? WIFE: Not by myself... New windscreen. New cameras. I need a second pair of eyes. Peter nods, unable to say anything. PETER (V.O.): Today is the anniversary of the day Sharon passed away. Every August, I try to keep myself busy

FADE IN Act 1 EXT. BYD SEALION 7 - 14:00 The car is pristine, smelling of new leather. PETER is at the passenger seat, staring at the dashboard screen. His WIFE drives with one hand, the other swiping at the center touchscreen. PETER: It says go straight. No, wait. Now, it says turn left. WIFE: I'm listening. But I don't know where I'm going to... Google Map chimes: In 400 meters, keep straight to enter the Cross Harbour Tunnel... PETER: Oh, we don't need to cross the harbou

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 20:45 Cluttered. PETER's fingers hover his phone screen. On it is a photo via WhatsApp. It's a picture of his son, his daughter-in-law and their four-month-old baby. They're all smiling, their faces bright and full of life. Peter smiles. PETER (V.O.): They're a unit. A perfect picture. He begins to type: Great photo on a special day. Then, an emogi with the phrase and the drawing of a cut rose appears. PETER (V.O.): It's visually expressive. He ta

FADE IN Act 1 INT. RIVERSIDE PARK - LATE AFTERNOON The sun is low, casting long, amber shadows across the grass. KAJI sits regally on a wooden park bench, her paws neatly together. PETER sits beside her, one hand resting idly on her back. Kaji's ears are swiveled forward, catching every sound. KAJI (V.O.) : The Pack Leader has been gone for a while. Think she got lost looking for a soft drink. Kaji shifts her weight, letting out a soft, contented huff. KAJI (V.O.) (Cont'

FADE IN Act 1 INT. DINING ROOM - 08:O0 Sunlight streams onto the table. PETER sits with Kaji, the family pet,sharing the same sandwich. PETER (V.O.): Today, my wife and I are hosing a dinner reception to celebrate my grandchild's 100 days. Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): As we'll be decorating the venue ourselves, we need to arrive by 4:30pm. Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): Before that, we must fetch my 96-year-old Mum from the elderly home. The travel time from the elderly h

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM/BEDROOM - 08:O0 Bathed in morning light. Cluttered but comfortable. PETER stretches and yawns. He swings his legs out of bed. He goes to the bathroom and grabs the handle of a large vacuum flask. PETER (V.O.): The blood gets thick at night. The heart has to pump harder to get it all moving again. He drinks like a man who has just crossed the dessert. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): My whole system is dehydrated. I'm basically a raisin by sunrise. So I've to

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 01:O0 Sitting up in bed with a laptop on his lap, PETER hits the "publish" button with a decisive click. He leans back, rubbing his eyes. PETER (V.O.): Okay, my daily screenplay is done. He turns off the light and sleeps. INT. BEDROOM - 05:30 Peter's eyes snap open. He stares at the ceiling, his heart beating a little too fast. The silence is thick. He tries to close his eyes. PETER (V.O.): See if I can will myself back to sleep. Soon, he opens hi

FADE IN Act 1 EXT. CASTLE PEAK ROAD - 18:O5 The sky bleeds orange and violet. The sun sinks like a burning coin into Castle Peak Bay. PETER grips the wheel of a numeric-blue Smart City Coupe. Heading towards Yuen Long. His eyes lock ahead. The traffic light at Castle Peak Bay turns red. PETER (V.O.): Right on time. Smiling, he glides to a perfect stop. First at the line. He pulls out his phone. Swipes. Open the camera. He points at a compound on the right. PETER (V.O.) (Cont

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 02:O5 PETER stares at the screen of his laptop. On screen are the final lines of a screenplay. He re-reads it and does some editing. PETER (V.O.): Almost done. He hits "Save", the "Publish", then "Share". He grabs his phone and reads his post. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): Commas and fullstops look quite the same to me now. After replacing a comma with a fullstop, he rubs his eyes. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): It takes me, on average, three hours to write a 2-

FADE IN Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - 10:O5 PETER sits on a sofa with a phone in hand. A sudden noise from the bedroom. His WIFE emerges fully dressed. PETER: You woke up so early? His wife is seaching for something. WIFE: Where's my to-do list? PETER: Where are you going? WIFE: I need to prepare for tonight's party for my friends at our other apartment on the same floor. PETER: Am I to join as well? WIFE: Yes, at dinner time, around 7pm. Peter nods. Act 2 INT. OTHER APARTMENT -

FADE IN Act 1 INT. HOME - SUNDAY MORNING Sunlight slants through the curtains. KAJI waits at the main door. KAJI (V.O.) : Peter may return anytime. The main door swings open. Peter appears, holding a bag. KAJI (V.O.) (Cont'd): That smell. Of belonging. Peter places the loaf on the dining table. Kaji follows him. He pulls a chair. KAJI (V.O.) (Cont'd): My designated seat. She hops up. Peter slices off the bread. The soft, pillowy interior collapses slightly. He holds it o

FADE IN Act 1 EXT. OLD CAFETERIA BEACH - 18:15 The sun has begun its decent. The beach is peacful. PETER wades into the water. PETER (V.O.): It's warm. He begins to swim-steady, rhythmic strokes. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): This is an old beach. No lifeguard. Swimming. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): I meant to swim at the Golden Beach before 6pm when lifeuguard service was still available. But the car park was still full. Swimming. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): Today is Saturday. It's a very ho

FADE IN Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - 08:00 Moring light filters through the curtains. PETER sits on a sofa. A phone in his hands. He scrolls through a FB feed with a slow, deliberate swipe. He stops and stares at the Chinese characters. PETER (V.O.): 命裏有時终須有，命裏無時莫強求。(What's destined will come. What isn't, don't force. ) He reads them silently. His lips moving slightly. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): What's destined... He looks out of the window. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): They're the song'

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 09:30 PETER sits hunched over a glowing laptop, his WIFE sleeping beside him. On screen, a FB video plays. A colourful animation shows an atom: a tiny nucleus inside a massive, shimmering sphere of blue mist. Through Peter's earphone, we hear:...which means you, your chair and your house are 99.999% empty space! Peter brinks. He lifts his hand. He stares at his knuckles, flexing them. PETER (V.O.): They look completely solid...if so, why can I wa