FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 09:30 Thin grey light filters through linen curtains. PETER, sits upright against two pillows. He holds his phone. Scrolling. On the screen, a shared article. PETER (V.O.): It's from my academic friend. Peter taps the screen. Zooms in. Reads the headline. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): Jagged intelligence? Peter researches on jagged intelligence with his phone. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): Why AI fails in spectacularly small ways? Peter researches on examp

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 08:30 Sunlight filters through the curtains. PETER, propped up against pillows, holds a phone. On screen, a 2026 polar white Sealion 7. Glossy. Silent. Perfect. PETER (V.O.): My younger son is driving it to work for the first time. We got the car last Saturday. Peter swipes left. A photo of a 1995 Eunos 30X. Faded Silver. Unloved. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): My family members never bonded to it. Recalling. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): When my colleague, Flor

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM 02:00 PETER, with tired eyes, publishes a screenplay. PETER (V.O.): Hours ago, my family celebrated my one-month old grandchild with a dinner that filled the room with love. Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): Although it's already 2am, I've done my daily screenplay. It features Kaji, the family pet, on Sundays, I have been doing that since 2017. Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): To me discipline isn't about perfection - it's about showing up. Pausing. PE

FADE IN Act 1 INT. HOME - A WEEK AGO Sunlight pours through the window. KAJI sits in her massage chair. KAJI (V.O.): The Pack Leader and Peter have gone for some days. Then we hear the voice of the pack leader from a loudspeaker hidden somewhere: Baby, baby, come here. KAJI (V.O.) (Cont'd): It's the pack leader. The voice repeats. Baby, baby, come here. Kaji doesn't move. The pack leader isn't here. I've heard it many times before. KAJI (V.O.) (Cont'd): I'm not a willing

FADE IN Act 1 INT. FAT BOY AUTO-REPAIR- 09:45 A slightly greasy garage. PETER stands beside his Mercedes. FAT BOY plugs a diagnostic computer into the seden. PETER: The engine light is on. Probably a sensor problem... FAT BOY and a MECHANIC check the diagnostic result. MECHANIC: It's the auxiliary battery. Under the front hood. FAT BOY: Just replace the battery. PETER: Sure. Fat boy gets the new battery and the Mechanic installs it. Peter checks the dashboard. PETER: Everythi

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 07:30 Cluttered. Lived-in for decades. Pale grey light seeps through half-drawn curtains. PETER lies on his back, eyes open. PETER (V.O.): Tomorrow, the BYD Sea Lion 7 arrives. Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): I'm going to move the SMART city coupe to my NT home today. Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): I've to. There's no room here. Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): I've been driving my SMART city coupe to the bays to swim. Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'

FADE IN Act 1 INT. HK AIRPORT LOUNGE - 08:30 (May 15, 2026) Calm. Window overlooks tarmac. PETER and his WIFE sit by a table with dimsum. Peter picks up the phone and checks a WhatsApp message: Happy Birthday, Little brother. PETER (V.O.): It's from my thoughtful sister Lily. Peter smiles, types: Thank you Ka Jie. About to fly to Tokyo to see the younger daughter. He scrolls. Facebook. A wall of birthday wishes. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): I must eat first. The plane won't wait. S

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 09:00 Grey light filters through the curtains. The distant hum of traffic. PETER lies on his back. His phone lies on his chest, screen glowing. A voice emanates from the phone speaker. VOICE (from phone): ...so consider the sequence as a clock. Not the one on your wall. The one written into your cells. Peter brinks at the ceiling. His left knee twitches under the quilt. VOICE (Cont'd): Upon waking, your blood is thick with overnight metabolic wast

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 08:05 Sitting up in bed, PETER is clouded with thought. His phone glows in his hand. A Facebook post: Be responsible for your future self. Your future self can't disagree with what you're doing now. Peter stares. Lowers the phone. PETER (V.O.): Can't disagree...unless they don't exist. Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): In my 20s -30s, I was like a machine. Work and study. Study and work. No weekends. No waste - 200% efficiency. Pausing. PETER (V.O.)

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 07:05 Quiet. PETER lies asleep. His breathing becomes irregular. His fingers twitch. DREAM SEQUENCE INT. PETER'S CHILDHOOD HOME - DAY Drawers yanked open, content strewn. A BURGLAR, with easy confidence, looms over Peter. BURGLAR: You see this? You can't touch me. Peter tries to move. His legs are stone. His arms won't rise. PETER (V.O.): Why? END DREAM SEQUENCE Peter gasps awake. Hand pressed to his chest. He looks at his hands. Real. Act 2 FLASH

FADE IN Act 1 INT. HOME - MORNING Sunlight bathes a dining table. A fresh loaf of bread sits in the center. KAJI sits like a fluffy loaf at one end. Across from her is PETER. KAJI (V.O.): The warm scent hits my nose. Irresistible. His eyes track PETER. KAJI (V.O.): He's going to tear a chunk of the bread - for me. Peter holds out the chunk. Kaji takes it from his fingers. She chews. KAJI (V.O.) (Cont'd): Soft inside. Superior to kibble in every possible way. Her eyes in

FADE IN Act 1 INT. DINING ROOM - 19:00 (Last Night) Warm lamplight. The MAID sets two places at a table. PETER turns to his WIFE. PETER: Only two? WIFE: Our son is on shift. He'll come back tomorrow morning. Peter takes his seat. PETER: The test drive is at 2pm tomorrow. WIFE: He knows that. PETER: 36 hours. And then a test drive of a 600 plus horse power car we never drove. WIFE: Hope he could have a powerful nap before that. Peter stares at an empty chair. Act 2 FLASHBACK I

FADE IN Act 1 EXT. SILVERSTRAND BAY - 14:40 Calm water. PETER emerges from the sea. He stands still for a moment. PETER (V.O.): I'm really hungry and I want to eat stir-fried rice noodles, but my favourite eating places have been closing one by one. Peter walks up to the shower room. INT. CHA CHAAN TENG - 15:15 Peter sits at a small table, scrolling through the tea set menu on his phone. PETER (V.O.): It has stir-fried noodles. Peter adds it to cart. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): As

FADE IN Act 1 INT. PO FOOK MEMORIAL HALL - 08:40 Getting off a shuttle, PETER enters. At Emily's room, the air smells of incense and lilies. ATTENDANT#1 nods and lets Peter inside. A small Buddhist-style alter. A framed photo of Emily sits at the center. An incense urn before it. ATTENDANT#1: You burn incense? Peter nods. PETER (V.O.): I do that for Emily. Attendant#1 lights three sticks from a box. The tips grow orange, then settle into thin grey smoke. He passes them to P

FADE IN Act 1 INT. MTR TRAIN - 16:30 The carrage sways gently. PETER sits near the doors. The train annouse in Cantonese, then English then Mandarin. He sees a WhatsApp notification with a bouquet image. PETER (V.O.): The bouquet for Emily has been placed in her hall. Peter types: Thank you very much. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): It's the result of my effort yesterday. Pausing. PETER (V.O) (Cont'd): I didn't know if the florist I used before would deliver the bouquet to the venue i

FADE IN Act 1 INT. DINING ROOM - 08:00 Soft Spring light. PETER sits with KAJI, the family pet. As he scrolls FB, he passes slices of bread to her. PETER (V.O.): Oh, my wife has posted the beautiful photos of our cherry blossom chase in Hakodate, late April. Peter keeps going back to the photos. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): These Hakodate cherry blossom photos have me hooked. Peter smiles. PETER (V.O) (Cont'd): Among others, my wife carefully selected two of her favourites: the p

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 08:00 Soft grey light filters through thick curtains. A digital clock by the bedside: 08:00 May 4, 2026. PETER lies on his back, eyes open. PETER (V.O.): May 4th again. Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): I chose May 4th, 1989 as my Nissan 200SX's delivery date. Pausing. PETER (Cont'd): My international driving licence expired a few days ago. Let me apply for a new one as I'll be travelling again next week. Nodding. PETER (Cont'd): After breakfast,

FADE IN Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY (Days ago) KAJI, (curled like a golden-brown croissant), lies on the tile floor. KAJI (V.O.): Too silent. Recalling. KAJI (V.O.) (Cont'd): The Pack Leader and Peter weren't home for several days. Pausing. KAJI (V.O.) (Cont'd): Our maid feeds me punctually, but that's all. Kaji takes a look of the leash on its hook. INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT Keys jangle. Kaji explodes off the floor. Her front paws skid on tile. The PACK LEADER and PE

FADE IN Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 21:00 A warm, cluttered room. PETER wears reading glasses and a contented smile. He sits up in bed, holding a smartphone. He scrolls through cherry blossom photos. PETER (V.O.): These were taken at Goryokaku Fort at Hakodate. Looking. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): The cheery trees in full bloom. Pausing. PETER (Cont'd): My wife and I arrived Haneda in the evening of April 24, took a domestic flight to Sapporo the next day, got our rental car and drove to

FADE IN Act 1 INT. STICKS & FIRE - 20:02 The restaurant glows with low, amber light. A MAN plays the guitar and sings. PETER and his WIFE sit across each other at a small table, plates untouched for a moment. PETER: I can still feel it. The weight. WIFE: The baby? PETER: Yes, our grandchild isn't heavy. Pausing. PETER (Cont'd): And yet. Like holding a unverse. Pausing. PETER (Cont'd): I feel that I've to be around... Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): And you saved the family tu