Act 1 MONTAGE A. Living room - morning. PETER swipes through a Japanese lesson on his phone screen. He mutters under his breath. The app chimes approval. B. Swimming pool - early afternoon. Peter extends his arms forward. His shoulders rise and fall like wings. He does the dophin kicks. Water explodes around him. C. Cha Chaan Teng - afternoon. Peter sits in front of the TV, watching the news while spooning fried noodles and slices of pork into his mouth, a warm cup of Ovaltin

Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - 10:15 Sunlight streams through. PETER is playing the piano. His WIFE appears, holding a manila envelope. WIFE: I'm ready. Peter stops playing. PETER: Got the registration paper? WIFE: Yes. Let's go. PETER: Yes. The clock is ticking. Next Tuesday is the end. INT. BYD SHOWROOM#1 - 11:00 Modern. Peter and his wife stand with SALES REP#1, a man in a sharp suit who looks pained. SALE REP#1: So, you want to use the old car tax concession? WIFE: That's right

Act 1 INT. CINEMA AUDITORIUM - 11:15 Soft light from the screen illuminates a theater. A morning show plays loudly. The AUDIENCE are elderly couples. PETER and his WIFE sit in the center row. His wife is absorbed in the film, her eyes fixed on the screen, her expression soft with engagement. PETER (V.O.): My wife wants to watch this film, so I keep her company. It's nice to be together. Peter sits beside her. His posture is upright at first. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): The film

Act 1 INT. MALL - 17:30 PETER and his WIFE walk past a sleek podium display a fleet of Electric Vehicles (EVs). His wife pauses, her gaze settling on a compact, futuristic hatchback. WIFE: This one has got clean lines. I might come back tomorrow. Peter stops. Looks at her, then at the car, then back to her. PETER: Come back? To look? WIFE: To look properly. PETER: On a scale - zero to ten. What's the number. WIFE: Six. PETER. A six. That's not window-shop six. That's...

FADE I N Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT (WEEKS AGO) A gang MEMBER sits cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by clothing. A half-packed suitcase yawns open. KAJI lies beside her, her head resting on her thigh. The Member strokes her fur absently, her fingers finding the thick ruff around her neck. MEMBER: You're the only one who doesn't ask questions. KAJI (V.O.): I don't ask questions. I'm a dog. I'm here. The Member's hand stops. She looks down at her. MEMBER (Cont'd

Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 19:47 A modest room. PETER lies on top of the duvert, still in his casual wear - a rumpled button-down shirt and dark jeans. Beside him sits a cushion with a bespectacled cartoon face and the Chinese characters 老公. His reading glasses are perched crookedly on his nose, slipping towards the edge. His smartphone rests in his open palm. The phone screen is still illuminated, displaying a research result: "BTS THE COMEBACK LIVE I ARIRANG" special concert at G

Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - 08:45 Sunlight streams acrosss the room. PETER taps Duolingo lessons. Peter sits on a sofa, muttering some phrases in German, Portuguese, Italian, Japanese and Korean. He glances at the phone time. PETER (V.O.): I've to dash. Then, he sees a WhatsApp message. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): You need my eyes on this? But I'm literally on the move. My hands are full. Peter types on phone screen: I may have a window this afternoon. EXT/INT. KWU TUNG NORTH MULTI-W

Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - 08:45 Sunlight struggles through a window. PETER sits before a laptop. His face is a map of patience recently worn thin. On the screen, an email draft is addressed to "customersolutions@..." He reads what he has written, lips moving silently. He takes a breath, then clicks: SEND. He glances at the at the date on his screen: 19 March, 2026. He reviews an email:..the vehicle was sent our...Service Centre on 10 December2025 for inspection in relation to

Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - 18:00 The table is set with a laptop. PETER sits beside his WIFE. On the screen is a memorial page of STEPHANIE looking towards the camera with a rocky coastline and deep blue sea in the background. They listen, heads bowed, as someone speaks. PETER (V.O.): That's Donald, Stephanie's husband. Later, a young man speaks. WIFE: He's Johnny, Stephenie's first son...married now...and her third son Martini is doing well. PETER (V.O): I'm worried about Tony

Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - 12:15 Sunlight pours into the room, illuminating the space with a warm glow. PETER sits comfortably, engrossed in his smartphone, as he checks his emails, his expression a mix of focus and curiosity. PETER (V.O.): Oh, Malcolm sent me a link via email last Friday...I was so busy all week. Peter taps the link. PETER (V.O.)(Cont'd): Oh, it's a podcast featuring Malcolm. As he hits PLAY, the sound of an engaging interview fills the room. MALCOLM (V.O.): M

Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM/CORRIDOR - 22:30 The room is also lit by the glow of a laptop. PETER hits a key with a decisive finality. The sound of an email swooshing away. He leans back, rubbing his eyes, glancing at the clock on the top of the piano. PETER (V.O.): It typically takes me three hours to write a 2-3 minute short screenplay. However, my mind is currently consumed with the details and arguments for the hearing this coming Monday. Peter shakes his head. PETER (V.O.) (C

Act 1 EXT. RIVERSIDE PARK - 18:30 The sky is a soft wash of orange and purple. PETER watches his turtle move with careful determination, each step taken with immense deliberation. PETER (V.O.): He's 17 years old. Peter's WIFE holds a leach attached to KAJI, a Shiba Inu. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): She's nine. Peter hears through his closed-back headphones that an architect known for his contributions to public housing in Hong Kong has died. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): Oh, that's Donald

Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - 9:30 Sunlight filters through the curtains. PETER sits on a sofa. He scrolls his phone idly. He stops at a Facebook video clip. PETER (V.O.): A doctor? Some wealthy families don't want their son to be a doctor. Too many years of training, long hours, always an employee... Pausing. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): A doctor adds value anywhere. A healer. My younger son is a doctor. He continues to watch. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): And a lawyer. A lawyer they also war

Act 1 MONTAGE OF PETER'S RITUALS A. Swimming pool - 9:15. PETER enters the water cleanly. He swims all four strokes. B. Living room - 10:30. Peter picks up his handheld devices, utilizing each one to learn a different foreign language through Duolingo. C. Living room - 12:00. Peter places a Remi Pad2 on the piano stand. He practises a song, following an online tutorial for guidance. END MONTAGE EXT. ESTATE PARK - 13:00 While walking, Peter checks a bus app. PETER (V.O.): Oh,

Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 08:30 The room is filled with soft, grey morning light. A digital clock on the beside table tells the time. PETER blinks and looks at the clock. PETER (V.O.): Eight-thirty! A slow geniune smile spreads across his face. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): I went to bed at 00:30. Eight hours. A full night. He stretches his arms above his head. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): The body knows what it needs. I like to believe that the world can pause for eight hours for me to catch

Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 08:00 Sunlight struggles through the curtains. We hear Kaji, the family pet, whining. PETER throws off the covers and gets out of bed. PETER (V.O.): Exhaustion hits me like a wave. Kaji dances around his feet. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): Yes, our breakfast time. INT. LIVING ROOM - 10:30 Peter sits on a sofa, holding an iPad Mini. A cheerful cartoon owl named Duo encourages him. PETER (V.O.): As my sleeplessness persists, I'd better do something constructive. A

Act 1 EXT. AIRPORT LOADING AREA - 15:00 (LAST SATURDAY) PETER sits in the driver seat as the car door slides open. His elder DAUGHTER steps in with her luggage, Peter's WIFE right behind her. Peter smiles. PETER: Welcome back! Good flight? DAUGHTER: Okay. PETER (Cont'd): Let's go home. Your Mum has been preparing tonight's dinner for two days. Peter's wife smiles. Their daughter understands. INT. DINING ROOM 20:00 The table is set for three. Peter and the daughter watch as Pe

Act 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - 08:30 Sunlight streams onto a cluttered desk. PETER sits scrolling his phone. PETER (V.O.): Facebook. The great digital vanity fair. I usually just scroll past online tutorials. He stops. His expression shifts from mild boredom to intense focus. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): A post about a woman named 施娣 Si Tai. A name from the 19th century... He taps. On screen, we see 施娣 was the maternal mother of Sir Robert Ho Tung... PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): Ho Tung was a

Act 1 INT. BEDROOM - 05:47 A silver grey light cuts through the curtain. PETER's eyes open. He's instantly awake. He glances at the clock radio. He turns his head to the other side. PETER (V.O.): I can't will myself back to sleep. His jaw is tight. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): My mind is a whirring engine. He throws the duvert off, sits up. PETER (V.O.) (Cont'd): My day has begun. MONTAGE A. Peter sits in a sofa, taps the Duolingo app on his phone and does lessons in Spanish, Portu

Act 1 EXT. LIVING ROOM - 13:30 Grey sky outside. PETER sits at the piano, his fingers resting on the keys. An empty plate and a glass of water sit on a nearby table. He plays a few bars of a simple, melancholic piece. The notes are clear, precise. He stops, considering the online tutorial in front of him, then plays the passage again, a little slower. He glances at the phone time: It's 14:00. PETER (V.O.): That's enough for now. Plenty more time when I'm back. He stands, grab