Parasite 2019 screenplay by Bong Joon Ho and Jin Won Han

TITLE SEQUENCE OVER BLACK

Accompanied by dark but curiously upbeat MUSIC.

At the end of the credits, the MAIN TITLE, in strange calligraphy, fills the screen --

"PARASITE"

MUSIC FADES.

A dank semi-basement apartment. KI-WOO, 24, runs from corner to corner searching desperately for a Wi-Fi signal. Various networks pop up, but they're all password-protected.

KI-WOO

NO. Not you too "iptime." Ki-Jung! Upstairs neighbor finally locked up his Wi-Fi.

ADJACENT ROOM --

Lying on the floor of the narrow room, KI-JUNG, 23, barely moves her lips -- 'Fuck.'

KI-JUNG

Try '123456789.' Then try it backwards.

KI-WOO

No luck.

ANOTHER ROOM --

Also lying on the floor, CHUNG-SOOK, 49, the mother, scoffs at their collective misery.

CHUNG-SOOK

What am I supposed to do if someone calls me? What if it's a job? Hey, Ki-Tek!

She kicks KI-TEK, 49, who is sleeping at her feet.

CHUNG-SOOK

I know you're awake, asshole. Care to comment?

KI-TEK

wiping his drool

What?

CHUNG-SOOK

Our phones have been suspended for weeks, and now the neighbors have shut us out. What's your plan?

She kicks him again.

CHUNG-SOOK

What are you going to do about it? What's the plan, genius?

She treats Ki-Tek like shit, but it doesn't bother him. He rises with the most serene, enlightened smile, then plods over to the --

LIVING ROOM SLASH KITCHEN

Where he removes a bag of white bread from the sad, empty fridge. The bread is nearly gone too. Only the ends remain. Ki-Tek takes a piece and picks off the moldy parts. He chews on the bread as he watches his son's Wi-Fi dance.

KI-TEK

Son, if one seeks Wi-Fi--

He raises his hand high.

KI-TEK

One must reach into the heavens. Up.

KI-WOO

Yes, Father.

Ki-Woo raises the phone high as he heads into the --

BATHROOM

The bathroom is long and narrow and has a raised 'altar' at the far end where the toilet sits. The odd placement is necessitated by the semi-basement's lower position in relation to the septic tank. Ki-Woo walks in and climbs onto the toilet seat. He continues to fish for a signal when --

KI-WOO

BOOYAH!

KI-JUNG

O.S.

You got it?

Ki-Jung barges in and walks over with her phone held up.

KI-WOO

You see it? "coffeenara_2G". I guess it's a new coffee joint. Must be nearby.

KI-JUNG

I'm not getting shit.

KI-WOO

Get up closer.

Ki-Jung climbs onto the altar and squeezes next to Ki-Woo. The siblings look ridiculous. Head touching the ceiling. Huddled on top of the toilet seat.

Chung-Sook pops in.

CHUNG-SOOK

No text from Pizza Time? 2,000 more boxes and it's payday.

The family sits among piles of UNASSEMBLED PIZZA BOXES and folds them in silence. The crunch of cardboard is the only sound as the cheap Pizza Time logo comes in and goes out of the foreground.

They hear a truck rattling closer. Through the window, they see a STREET FUMIGATION TRUCK spewing gas as it passes by. The fog rolls closer to the window.

KI-JUNG

to Ki-Woo

Close the window.

KI-TEK

Leave it. Free fumigation. Get rid of the damn crickets.

Ki-Woo, who was about to close the window, sits back down. The FOG quickly envelops the family as they continue to fold. It's rather poignant. A family braving through tear-inducing fumes just to make a meager living.

CHUNG-SOOK

gasps

Shit!

KI-JUNG

coughing

I told you to close it!

CHUNG-SOOK

Fuck me.

Ki-Tek continues folding despite his red, bulging face. He desperately holds back his cough.

Ki-Woo goes to the bathroom and returns moments later with his phone. He shows the family a GIF he downloaded.

KI-WOO

Watch. If we all fold like this girl, we might even get paid today.

The GIF shows "The World's Fastest Pizza Box Folder," a WHITE GIRL with dazzling box-folding skills. She's fast.

The family watches in awe. Inspired by the clip, they start folding with renewed vigor.

Ki-Tek also picks up speed, but he lacks the dexterity of the others. He's getting more and more sloppy.

Through the half-open door, we see the female PIZZA SHOP OWNER standing outside the entrance. Quirky appearance. Pizza Time T-shirt.

PIZZA SHOP OWNER

Look at this for example. This shitty folding job here.

The Owner shows Chung-Sook a botched corner.

PIZZA SHOP OWNER

One out of four. One-fourth of the boxes are unusable.

One out of four? The family all look at Ki-Tek.

He just smiles. Innocent as ever.

CHUNG-SOOK

sighs

Still, you can't cut ten percent from my pay. That's too much.

LATER --

Ki-Woo helps a MAN load boxes into a van.

Ki-Tek looks out from the apartment window, watching Chung-Sook squabble with the Pizza Shop Owner.

PIZZA SHOP OWNER

I should pay even less considering the number of botched boxes.

CHUNG-SOOK

We were barely making anything to begin with.

PIZZA SHOP OWNER

Look. It's not that simple. Each ruined box exponentially tarnishes our brand's image.

CHUNG-SOOK

Your "brand"? You only have two stores in Seoul. Fuck this--

PIZZA SHOP OWNER

What did you say?

Ki-Woo quickly steps in, diffusing the situation with an easy smile.

KI-WOO

It's that kid, isn't it?

PIZZA SHOP OWNER

What are you talking about?

KI-WOO

The part-timer at your shop. He went MIA, didn't he? During such a crucial time too. You have a large group order from The Love of Christ Church. That's why you and your husband are out here working your bottoms off.

PIZZA SHOP OWNER

How do you know that? Who told you?

KI-WOO

That kid, he's my friend.

KI-JUNG

Totally unreliable. Not-so-stellar reputation.

KI-WOO

I understand you're upset. Ten percent? Fine, we accept. That's completely within your authority. However--

PIZZA SHOP OWNER

However what?

KI-WOO

Would you consider hiring a new employee?

KI-JUNG

Fire the loser who bailed on you.

The Owner just stares at the smiling siblings. What the hell are these people?

KI-WOO

I can come in for an interview tomorrow. What would be a good time for you?

PIZZA SHOP OWNER

Wait. Hold on. I need to think about this--

The Owner senses a trap and tries to get out of it. She takes out a few bills from her fanny pack and starts counting one by one.

The family all stare. It's been a while since they've seen money.

The 'master bedroom' next to the entrance. Wall adorned with pictures of a young Chung-Sook competing at a national track and field championship as a student athlete. A SHOT PUTTER. Great upper body glimpsed through tight uniform. No pictures of Ki-Tek.

Early evening. It's darker. The four family members are gathered around a table filled with various store-bought foods.

KI-TEK

What a special occasion. The four of us gathered here to celebrate the partial reactivation of our phones as well as our son's upcoming job interview with a national franchise.

Ki-Tek tries to deliver a heartfelt speech like a TV patriarch but severely lacks the gravitas. Chung-Sook and Ki-Jung are already drinking their beers.

KI-WOO

Cheers!

KI-TEK

To family!

re: window

That son of a bitch. It's not even dark yet!

The family turns to see --

A DRUNK MAN teetering toward the semi-basement window.

Their faces slowly fill with dread.

CHUNG-SOOK

How many times did I tell you? We need to put up a "No Urinating" sign.

KI-TEK

It'll make them want to do it even more. It's psychology.

KI-JUNG

to Ki-Woo

Go yell at him or something!

KI-WOO

It's not the right timing--

The Drunk Man hasn't unzipped his pants, still hovering uncertainly in the dark corner.

KI-WOO

hesitates

I need to catch him in the act.

CHUNG-SOOK

Isn't it fucking obvious? Just kick him out!

KI-JUNG

to herself

I hate this place.

Ki-Woo gets up, still unsure, when --

VOICE

O.S.

HEY, MISTER!

A VOICE booms from afar. Behind the Drunk Man, we see a handsome, well-built young man climbing off a fancy scooter. This is MIN-HYUK, 24. He walks over with a LARGE BOX in his hands.

KI-JUNG

Is that Min-Hyuk?

CHUNG-SOOK

It is.

Ki-Woo is surprised to see Min-Hyuk, who continues to yell at the would-be public urinater.

MIN-HYUK

What do you think you're doing? You think this is a public toilet?

DRUNK MAN

I, uh--

MIN-HYUK

What are you looking at!

Cowed by Min-Hyuk's presence, the Drunk Man quickly skedaddles away.

Ki-Tek taps Ki-Woo on the shoulder.

KI-TEK

Your friend has mucho cajones.

CHUNG-SOOK

It's that college student glow. Look at that confidence.

KI-JUNG

Which Ki-Woo obviously doesn't have.

A smitten Ki-Jung admires Min-Hyuk as he walks over to the apartment. He enters.

MIN-HYUK

How are you, Mr. and Mrs. Kim!

KI-TEK

Min-Hyuk! Good to see you, son!

KI-WOO

What's with the surprise appearance?

MIN-HYUK

I texted you.

to Ki-Jung

Hey, Ki-Jung.

Ki-Jung smiles shyly as she nods.

Ki-Woo searches through his text messages.

KI-WOO

We could have met somewhere else. You didn't have to come all this way.

MIN-HYUK

I brought this.

Min-Hyuk shows Ki-Woo the box.

MIN-HYUK

It's heavy so I had to bring it on my bike.

KI-JUNG

What's this?

Ki-Jung lifts the flap to see a UNIQUELY SHAPED STONE and a wooden display stand inside.

MIN-HYUK

to Ki-Tek

When I told my grandfather I was going to see Ki-Woo, he gave me this.

KI-TEK

Whoa.

Ki-Tek picks up the large stone.

KI-TEK

This is a precious viewing stone. Is this an abstract specimen?

MIN-HYUK

You know your stones, Mr. Kim. Pop-Pop's been collecting viewing stones since his academy days. Our house is literally filled with these things -- living room, study, basement... This one is supposed to bring luck. And money.

KI-WOO

How perfect for us. Symbolic.

KI-TEK

Yes, how serendipitous. Please send him our sincere regards.

CHUNG-SOOK

to herself

He should've brought food.

Ki-Jung stabs Chung-Sook with her finger. Fortunately Min-Hyuk didn't hear.

As a beaming Ki-Tek continues to show off useless stone trivia --

CUT TO:

Min-Hyuk and Ki-Woo sit at a portable table outside the store, drinking soju and chasing it with chips. Min-Hyuk's expensive foreign scooter is parked behind him. It visually clashes with the old grocery store and run-down alley.

MIN-HYUK

I had to bring that stupid rock, but it was nice to see your folks. They look good.

KI-WOO

They're not as good as they look. They're all jobless.

MIN-HYUK

Ki-Jung's at home too? She doesn't take college prep classes?

KI-WOO

It's not that she doesn't want to. She can't.

Ki-Woo downs a shot of soju.

Min-Hyuk looks at Ki-Woo. He has something to say. He takes out his phone and shows Ki-Woo --

A picture of a brightly smiling TEENAGE GIRL. High school uniform. Innocent.

MIN-HYUK

Cute, right?

KI-WOO

Is that her? The girl you're tutoring?

Min-Hyuk nods.

MIN-HYUK

Park Da-Hae. A sophomore. I want you to tutor her. Take over for me as her English teacher.

KI-WOO

That makes no sense.

MIN-HYUK

Her family's loaded. The gig pays really well.

That gets Ki-Woo's attention. He looks at the picture again.

MIN-HYUK

She's a good kid. I want you to look after her until I come back from the study-abroad program.

KI-WOO

You have plenty of friends at school. Why do you want a high-school grad to teach your prized student?

MIN-HYUK

Why do you think? I shudder just thinking about those female-starved engineering students drooling around her like hungry wolves. It's revolting.

Ki-Woo studies Min-Hyuk.

KI-WOO

laughs

You like her, don't you?

MIN-HYUK

nods

I'm serious about her. I'm going to ask her out in two years, once she's in college. I want you to take care of her while I'm gone. I trust you.

KI-WOO

I appreciate the trust, but you want me to pretend I'm a college student?

MIN-HYUK

Ki-Woo, think about it. How many times have you taken the college entrance exam? Twice before your military service and twice after -- a grand total of four times. Grammar, vocabulary, composition, speaking. You're an English master. Far more qualified as a tutor than I am. Better than those spoiled college brats who drown their brain cells in booze everyday.

KI-WOO

That may be true but-- You think the family would accept me? I'm not even a college student.

MIN-HYUK

We'll embellish a little. You'll be fine. You'll have my recommendation. And the mother is a bit--

Min-Hyuk picks up his glass to drink when he suddenly becomes thoughtful. He smiles.

MIN-HYUK

She's simple. Young. And simple.

KI-WOO

English

Simple? What do you mean?

MIN-HYUK

English

I don't know. Just simple.

Min-Hyuk and Ki-Woo start conversing in English for no reason. They're fluent.

MIN-HYUK

I hear Ki-Jung is handy with Photoshop.

Ki-Jung is working at the computer, clicking the mouse and tapping various keyboard shortcuts with dizzying speed. She's like a magician. On the monitor is a document --

"Certificate of Enrollment."

With laser focus, Ki-Jung refines the edges of the red certification seal.

KI-WOO

This is amazing. How come you keep failing the art school exam?

KI-JUNG

Shut up, dickwad.

The siblings work discreetly in the corner of the large internet café.

KI-WOO

Take your time.

looking around

We should hold off on the printing until the place clears out.

Ki-Tek is on the floor laying his head on the viewing stone. He admires the freshly printed enrollment certificate.

KI-TEK

Look at this. There should be a major for document forgery at Seoul National University. Ki-Jung would be top of the class.

CHUNG-SOOK

Shut up and wish the boy good luck for his interview.

KI-TEK

My son--

Ki-Tek sits up.

KI-TEK

I'm so proud of you.

A slightly awkward and embarrassing moment. They all know Ki-Woo did nothing to be proud of.

Ki-Woo finishes touching up his hair in front of the mirror. He picks up the fake certificate.

KI-WOO

I don't consider this a crime. No. Because I plan on going to this school next year.

KI-TEK

That's my son. Man with a plan.

KI-WOO

I'm just using some of their administrative services in advance.

A quiet road snaking up the hill of a wealthy neighborhood. High walls. Not a pedestrian in sight. Except Ki-Woo, who consults the map on his phone as he walks up the hill, backpack strapped. He looks around. Walks faster.

Ki-Woo stands in front of the gate, which is at the top of a steep stairway. He waits through the MELODIC DOORBELL until a VOICE finally answers. The voice is middle-aged, female.

FEMALE VOICE

SPEAKER

Who is it?

KI-WOO

Mrs. Park? Hi, I'm Min-Hyuk's friend--

FEMALE VOICE

SPEAKER

Oh, hello. Please come in.

CLANK. The gate is unlocked, and Ki-Woo walks into --

A GORGEOUSLY MANICURED GARDEN LINED WITH MAJESTIC TREES

Ki-Woo stops midway and admires the trees, overcome with awe.

MUN-KWANG

O.S.

Quite a view, isn't it?

KI-WOO

Mrs. Park, pleasure to meet you.

MUN-KWANG

Oh, no. I'm the housekeeper. Please follow me.

MUN-KWANG, 45, fashionable and poised enough to be mistaken for the owner, leads Ki-Woo inside.

KI-WOO

Stunning garden.

MUN-KWANG

The inside is even more stunning.

Ki-Woo carefully follows Mun-Kwang inside. Indeed, the interior is stunning. But not excessive. The furniture and decorations are all tasteful.

MUN-KWANG

Do you know Namgoong Hyunja? The famous Korean-French architect?

Ki-woo is blank.

MUN-KWANG

This used to be his house. He built it.

KI-WOO

I see.

MUN-KWANG

Now it's just Da-Hae's house.

Mun-Kwang stops just short of the fabulous living room overlooking the garden, arriving at the equally fabulous and spacious --

KITCHEN / DINING ROOM

She seats Ki-Woo at the large wooden table.

MUN-KWANG

Please wait here. I'll get Mrs. Park.

Mun-Kwang exits, and Ki-Woo is left alone in silence. He quietly gets up and looks around.

There's some kind of AVANT-GARDE ART hanging on the wall. Next to it, he sees a typical Korean FAMILY PORTRAIT taken at a studio.

Ki-Woo walks over to the window, which overlooks the backyard. He sees --

A WOMAN dozing off at the patio table. English magazine open on the table. Head tilted comically. Only her soft white neck is visible. This is YON-KYO, 41.

Mun-Kwang walks over and CLAPS her hands loudly next to Yon-Kyo's ears.

Yon-Kyo sucks her drool in and slowly raises her head. We hear their muffled voices through the window.

MUN-KWANG

The tutor is here.

YON-KYO

What do you think of him?

MUN-KWANG

smiles

I don't know, but he's handsome.

Yon-Kyo sits with Ki-Woo at the dining table. She pulls out the fake certificate halfway, glimpses at it, then puts it back in.

Ki-Woo is nervous. Even the DOG, cradled in Yon-Kyo's arms, is watching him. Panting. Disapproving.

YON-KYO

I don't care about papers. I only wanted to see you because you were recommended by Min-Hyuk. I guess you two are good friends.

Ki-Woo listens quietly.

YON-KYO

I'm sure you know better than I do, but Min-Hyuk is just the most brilliant human being. I don't even care about the grades. Da-Hae and I absolutely adored him. Do you know what I mean?

KI-WOO

Of course.

YON-KYO

We just loved him so much. I wanted him to stay with Da-Hae through her college exams next year, but now he's leaving to study abroad and I'm suddenly left without a tutor. I mean, what am I supposed to do?

Ki-Woo listens, respectful.

YON-KYO

Excuse my bluntness, but I just don't see the point of hiring someone unless he's as utterly outstanding as Min-Hyuk, you know?

Mun-Kwang sneaks a glance at Ki-Woo as she brings coffee over to the table, checking him out.

CLINK. She sets it down loudly in front of Ki-Woo.

YON-KYO

I guess what I wanted to ask was -- Would it be okay if I sat in for today's class? I want to see the whole thing. Judge for myself. I would like to see your -- methods.

KI-WOO

Uh...

YON-KYO

English

Is that okay with you?

Yon-Kyo suddenly blurts out a question in English. Her English is terrible.

Ki-Woo follows Yon-Kyo up the large, oppressive staircase, trying his best not look at her conspicuously swaying hips. He arrives on the second floor where he sees --

A long hallway with several doors on each side.

A large, pretty room. Yon-Kyo and her dog are sitting on the bed watching Ki-Woo.

The attention doesn't bother Ki-Woo, who is calmly focused on DA-HAE as she works through a practice test.

KI-WOO

Are you sure about question 14?

DA-HAE

hesitant

Is it wrong?

KI-WOO

I'm asking you. What does your gut say? Do you think number 14 is right?

Da-Hae shrinks.

KI-WOO

You were working on other questions before you came back to 14. Am I right?

DA-HAE

Yes.

Ki-Woo suddenly snatches Da-Hae's wrist, shocking both Da-Hae and her mom. He presses his thumb gently and feels her pulse like doctor.

KI-WOO

If this was a real test and number 14 was the first question, you would've been in trouble from the start.

He presses harder.

KI-WOO

See? You pulse is irregular. Your heart doesn't lie.

Da-Hae turns bright red. Yon-Kyo is speechless, either appalled or in awe.

KI-WOO

What are you supposed to do in a test? You move forward. You need to seize the flow. The rhythm. If not, you're screwed. I don't care about question number 14. I only care about how you seize the flow. How you conquer the test as a whole. You get it?

Da-Hae is quiet.

KI-WOO

A test is all about confidence.

English

Attitude.

Stunned silence. Ki-Woo finally lets go of Da-Hae's wrist, revealing a round, pink spot where he held her.

Ki-Woo looks over at Yon-Kyo. She's completely floored.

KI-WOO

I know. You were angry. Frustrated. You worked so hard. Studied until your nose bled. But your test scores weren't improving. You keep asking yourself, 'What am I doing wrong?'

That triggers something in Da-Hae. Emotions swell, and her pupils tremble.

KI-WOO

I'm here to prepare you for the real thing. I'm not here to help you learn. I'm here to help you score.

CLOSE ON a thick money envelope being handed to Ki-Woo.

YON-KYO

I'll pay you each month on this day. As for the lesson, I was thinking three times a week? Monday, Wednesday, Friday?

KI-WOO

That sounds good.

YON-KYO

It's a little more than what Min-Hyuk used to get. Cost of living and so forth.

KI-WOO

Thank you.

As Ki-Woo puts away the envelope, Mun-Kwang brings over a fruit plate. She's noticeably friendlier than before.

YON-KYO

to Mun-Kwang

I guess it's time to get to know each other. Mr. Kevin will be Da-Hae's English teacher.

MUN-KWANG

Of course! Mr. Kevin, you let me know if you need anything at all during your lessons -- snacks, drinks, whatever.

KI-WOO

I appreciate it.

YON-KYO

Feel free to pester her if you need anything in this house. She's the expert. She knows it better than I do.

They continue exchanging pleasantries when --

THUNK. A PLASTIC ARROW flies in and hits Mun-Kwang's shoulder. When Ki-Woo looks over --

It's a boy in a Native American costume about to shoot another arrow. This is DA-SONG, 10, the youngest Park.

YON-KYO

Da-Song! Behave yourself. We have a guest!

Da-Song doesn't care. He continues shooting.

Mun-Kwang is used to the antics. She picks up an arrow and rubs it in her armpit.

MUN-KWANG

silly laugh

Armpit attack!

DA-SONG

No!! It stinks!

Da-Song plucks a TOY AXE from his belt and starts running in 'slow motion' toward Mun-Kwang. He screams like a warrior.

Mun-Kwang does the same, flailing in fake slow motion. They make quite a pair.

YON-KYO

sighs

I apologize. Our son is a little --unique.

KI-WOO

Unique is good.

YON-KYO

He has trouble focusing. ADHD. We signed him up for the Cub Scouts hoping the discipline would help, but he's become an even bigger weirdo. Now he's obsessed with Indians--

KI-WOO

laughs

The Scouts have roots in American Indian culture, so he has the right idea.

YON-KYO

You were a Scout too?

KI-WOO

Yes, I learned a lot as a Scout.

YON-KYO

Look how fine you turned out. What's wrong with him?

then, serious

He's actually an art prodigy, you know. Did you see the drawings?

re: pictures on the wall

Those are his.

Ki-Woo turns toward the AVANT-GARDE DRAWINGS on the wall. He gazes for a long moment.

KI-WOO

A lot of symbolism. Such strong point of view.

YON-KYO

Right? Strong. I knew you would get it, Mr. Kevin.

Ki-Woo takes a couple of steps back and admires the drawings with a serious face.

KI-WOO

I see. It's an interpretation of a chimpanzee.

YON-KYO

It's a self-portrait.

Awkward. Crickets chirp as Da-Song and Mun-Kwang continue to battle it out in the background.

KI-WOO

Of course. Us grown-ups are too jaded to see true genius.

YON-KYO

That must be why. We've gone through dozens of art teachers. They never last more than a month. Of course Da-Song is a bit much to handle.

Ki-Woo nods.

Yon-Kyo has come to see him out with the dog in her arms.

The gate opens. Ki-Woo begins to step out when he stops.

KI-WOO

Actually... Mrs. Park.

YON-KYO

Yes?

KI-WOO

Someone just happened to come to my mind. Her name is--

Through Yon-Kyo's POV, we see the back of Ki-Woo's head as he seemingly tries to remember.

KI-WOO

Girl's Generation. The girl group. What was her name -- the one who started the jewelry brand?

YON-KYO

Jessica?

KI-WOO

Right! Jessica. My cousin has a school friend named Jessica. I don't know her Korean name. She studied applied arts at Illinois State and recently moved back to Korea.

YON-KYO

Ah, Illinois State. What about her?

KI-WOO

She also tutors, and she's known to have a very unique approach to teaching art. Most of all, she knows how to handle kids.

YON-KYO

(interested)

Is that so?

KI-WOO

She's a bit of a celebrity in tutoring circles. Her style is a little unorthodox, but it still gets kids into good art schools.

YON-KYO

She sounds fantastic. I'm so curious.

KI-WOO

Would you be interested in meeting her? She's very busy so I'm not sure if I'll be able to get an appointment--

KI-JUNG

Jessica?

(laughs)

Why Jessica. So tacky.

Ki-Jung is getting her hair done at the neighborhood shop.

Ki-Woo is sucking on a popsicle on the sofa behind her.

KI-WOO

It has a nice ring. Anyhow. She's a nice lady. Young. Not the brightest tool in the shed. The money is good, and most of all, she's a 'believer.'

CHUNG-SOOK

She's religious?

TRACK BACK TO REVEAL -- Chung-Sook and Ki-Tek sitting next to Ki-Jung, also getting their hairs trimmed.

KI-WOO

No, it's just-- She tends to trust people rather easily.

They become thoughtful. Ki-Tek breaks the silence.

KI-TEK

She sounds like a great lady.

KI-WOO

Right?

CHUNG-SOOK

Yeah.

The family members all nod. A strange excitement appears on their faces.

Ki-Woo and Ki-Jung both take a deep breath in front of the gate. Ki-Jung looks like a completely new person with short, stylish hair and makeup.

Ki-Woo is about to ring the doorbell when Ki-Jung stops him. She suddenly starts clapping a beat with her hands.

KI-JUNG

(singing)

Jessica, only child, Chicago Illinois / My classmate Jin-Mo is cousin of Kevin

She sings her 'bio' to the tune of a catchy Korean oldie. Ki-Woo joins. Silly. Ridiculous. But you can sense a real sibling bond.

Finally Ki-Woo presses the button, and the DOORBELL rings throughout the quiet neighborhood.

We find Da-Song at the bottom of the stairs peeking inside the kitchen where --

Yon-Kyo is interviewing Ki-Jung. They talk quietly. Formal. Serious. Ki-Woo sits a few feet away.

Da-Hae tiptoes down from second floor and sees Da-Song peeking. She flicks his forehead and sends him upstairs.

She then looks inside the kitchen herself. She focuses on Ki-Jung, scrutinizing, suspicious.

KI-WOO

I should go upstairs for my lesson. I'll let you two talk.

(to Ki-Jung)

Jessica, nice meeting you.

Ki-Woo gets up and nods to Ki-Jung.

KI-WOO

I'll see you next time.

Ki-Jung also stands up, cordial.

KI-JUNG

Thank you, Kevin.

Da-Hae sees Ki-Woo coming and runs back up the stairs.

Da-Hae hurries back to her desk and pretends to work on her problems.

The door opens, and Ki-Woo enters. He sits next to Da-Hae.

KI-WOO

Where did we leave off? Number 17?

DA-HAE

You know--

KI-WOO

What is it?

DA-HAE

You know it's all an act, right? My brother.

KI-WOO

What are you talking about?

DA-HAE

It's all fake. Acting all bizarro. Like he's a crazed artist. He's a big fraud.

KI-WOO

Da-Song?

DA-HAE

You know, like he would stop in the middle of the street and pretend he was struck by a sudden inspiration.

KI-WOO

(laughs)

Randomly stare up at the clouds and ponder the shapes? Something like that?

DA-HAE

Exactly! He's the worst! And he acts like he can't behave normal. Like he's completely perplexed. Makes me want to puke.

KI-WOO

So Da-Song is a fraud. What does that have to do with your English problems?

Dae-Hae pouts when Ki-Woo suddenly returns to tutor mode.

DA-HAE

I'm just saying.

KI-WOO

Good. Now those were all great descriptions of Da-Song. Why don't we use them to compose a paragraph in English? You must use the word 'pretend' at least twice.

Ki-Woo, master tutor, skillfully guides the conversation back to the lesson.

But Da-Hae still has something on her mind. She puts down her pen.

DA-HAE

Can I ask you something?

KI-WOO

What now?

DA-HAE

The teacher downstairs. Ms. Jessica. Is she really your cousin's friend?

This catches Ki-Woo off guard. He disguises it with a smile.

KI-WOO

I don't know what you're talking about.

DA-HAE

She's your girlfriend, isn't she?

Ki-Woo relaxes and laughs. He looks at Da-Hae, who is all worried and serious. She's cute.

KI-WOO

Come on. I just met her today.

DA-HAE

(pouting)

She's very pretty. Not even interested?

KI-WOO

She is pretty. A beauty even.

DA-HAE

I knew it. You are interested.

KI-WOO

If you were a perfect ten, maybe she would be a six? Six-point-five?

A cheesy line, but Da-Hae smiles, pleased. Suddenly, she grabs Ki-Woo's wrist under the desk. She presses it gently, feeling his pulse. A bold, unexpected move on her part.

Ki-Woo stares quietly at Da-Hae. Slowly, they grow closer. Lips converge. A soft, gentle kiss held through silence until --

They hear FOOTSTEPS coming up the stairs.

KI-WOO

Let's study.

DA-HAE

Right.

Yon-Kyo and Ki-Jung pass Da-Hae's room and walk toward Da-Song's. Yon-Kyo turns to Ki-Jung, nervous.

YON-KYO

I should tell you. He's not good at staying in one place.

(apologetic)

I hope you understand--

KI-JUNG

It's fine.

Ki-Jung has no expression. Nothing fazes her. Yon-Kyo hesitates before finally opening the door to reveal --

A huge clutter. Covered with Da-Song's drawings as well as pictures of Native American tribesmen. All kinds of Indian-themed toys. A TEEPEE TENT imported from America.

Da-Song is lying on the floor with a toy arrow tucked between his legs. Staring at the ceiling. In his own world. This may also be an act.

KI-JUNG

Would you mind leaving?

YON-KYO

Excuse me?

KI-JUNG

I don't allow parents to sit in during lessons.

Yon-Kyo is surprised. She continues to linger, but Ki-Jung's stare is unwavering.

YON-KYO

I just thought, since it's the first day-- As you can see, the boy is a bit--

KI-JUNG

You should wait downstairs.

Yon-Kyo finally backs down, subdued by Ki-Jung's authority. She walks out of the room.

TICK TOCK TICK TOCK.

Yon-Kyo and Mun-Kwang nibble on nuts as they pass time in the kitchen. The dog licks Yon-Kyo's face, which is full of agony, worry, curiosity.

Mun-Kwang sees Yon-Kyo's state --

MUN-KWANG

Would you like some plum extract? I can add some honey. It'll help you relax.

YON-KYO

What? Oh. Sure.

Mun-Kwang walks down a narrow set of stairs to the --

Stocked with all kinds of foods, beverages, and other household necessities. On one side is a cabinet filled with numerous GLASS JARS -- hand-extracted plum, tangerine, and fig concentrates. Mun-Kwang picks up the plum bottle and twists the tightly locked lid when --

Yon-Kyo hurtles down the stairs.

YON-KYO

I have an idea! This is what we'll do!

MUN-KWANG

What?

YON-KYO

You'll take two plum juices to Da-Song's room. You're not a parent so you can go in. You'll just be delivering the drinks.

MUN-KWANG

You're right. I'll take a quick peek and let you know how they're doing.

YON-KYO

Dammit. Why didn't I think of this before?

MOMENTS LATER --

Mun-Kwang and Yon-Kyo hurry back up the steps with a cup of plum extract. They are startled to see --

Ki-Jung and Da-Song waiting in the kitchen, already done with their lesson.

Yon-Kyo tries to hide her surprise.

YON-KYO

You guys are... done?

Ki-Jung is holding a picture drawn by Da-Song. Da-Song is standing politely behind her.

KI-JUNG

Mrs. Park, will you please have a seat?

YON-KYO

(nervous)

Sure.

KI-JUNG

Da-Song, you go up.

Yon-Kyo and Mun-Kwang are stunned to see --

Da-Song obediently bowing and heading up the stairs. What?!

Ki-Jung hands Yon-Kyo the drawing.

KI-JUNG

Da-Song drew this today.

Yon-Kyo is scared. She has no idea what's going on.

Ki-Jung clocks Mun-Kwang peeking over Yon-Kyo's shoulders.

KI-JUNG

I'd like to speak to you alone.

YON-KYO

Oh, this is--

KI-JUNG

Can you please give us a moment?

Yon-Kyo's voice falters at Ki-Jung's ice-cold demeanor.

Mun-Kwang stares hard at Ki-Jung before walking away.

KI-JUNG

I mentioned earlier that I'm also studying art therapy.

YON-KYO

Yes, I remember--

KI-JUNG

(re: drawing)

Did something happen to Da-Song when he was in first grade?

Yon-Kyo yelps loudly! She quickly covers her mouth. Her hands start shaking.

KI-JUNG

I feel a bit cautious about bringing this up -- it's the first day after all -- but I'll need to know what happened to Da-Song in order to truly understand him.

YON-KYO

When he was in first grade-- (tearful) I'm sorry. I don't know if I can talk about this right now.

KI-JUNG

It's fine. We can talk about it later.

Ki-Jung puts a finger on the drawing.

KI-JUNG

Here. This lower section is what's called the 'schizophrenia zone' in psychology. It contains clues about the mental state of the child. Do you see this particular shape drawn here?

YON-KYO

Yes. Yes, I do.

Yon-Kyo suddenly looks up from the drawing and stares at the large framed picture on the wall.

YON-KYO

My gosh! It's in the other drawing too! Same spot!

Ki-Jung looks back at the picture.

KI-JUNG

Yes. Same spot, same pattern.

Yon-Kyo nods fervently. She sobs harder. She feels like a horrible mother.

YON-KYO

I see that picture everyday. Every time I eat. (sobs) I had no idea.

KI-JUNG

You don't have to beat yourself up. These drawings are records of Da-Song's emotions. A black box of his soul. I'd like to try and unlock that box. But I'll need time.

YON-KYO

Of course. Please take as much time as you need. I can wait.

KI-JUNG

(calm)

I suggest four two-hour sessions a week -- Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday. This is different from regular tutoring -- it's art therapy -- so I would need to be compensated at a higher rate.

YON-KYO

Of course. I understand.

Ki-Jung continues her performance as multi-certified art teacher and therapist Jessica when --

We hear a car pull into the garage. Moments later, DONG-IK PARK, 45, Yon-Kyo's husband and Da-Song's father, emerges from the stairs next to the front entrance.

We notice the AUTOMATED MOTION-SENSOR LIGHTS blinking above the main entrance as Dong-Ik walks in.

YUN, 31, the driver, follows up with Dong-Ik's things.

YON-KYO

Oh--

Yon-Kyo wipes her tears.

YON-KYO

Dong-Ik. Say hi to Ms. Jessica, Da-Song's new art teacher. She just started today. (to Jessica; in English) Jessica, this is Dong-Ik.

KI-JUNG

(curt)

Hello.

Dong-Ik looks tired. But even the fatigue adds to his mystique and cool as a high-flying CEO. He shares a brief handshake with Ki-Jung.

DONG-IK

Thank you for helping Da-Song. (to Yon-Kyo) Are they done for the day?

YON-KYO

Yes, they just finished.

DONG-IK

(to Yun) Sorry Yun, but are you busy tonight? Would you mind taking Ms. Jessica home? I don't want her walking down the hill alone at night.

Ki-Jung sits quietly in the back. She looks quite natural in the backseat of the swanky Mercedes.

Yun sneaks glances at Ki-Jung through the rearview mirror.

YUN

Where do you live, Ms. Jessica? I might as well just drive you home--

KI-JUNG

It's fine. Just drop me off at Hyehwa Station. Thank you.

Ki-Jung's cold demeanor intrigues Yun instead of putting him off. He's attracted. He tries again.

YUN

Doesn't matter if it's far. I'm done for the day--

KI-JUNG

I'll get off at Hyehwa.

Yun looks out the window.

YUN

It looks like it's about to rain. I bet the Mercedes is way better than the subway--

KI-JUNG

(cutting him off)

No. I'm supposed to meet my boyfriend at the station.

YUN

I see.

Yun's smile disappears. He quietly turns the steering wheel.

Ki-Jung stares at the back of Yun's head, thinking. Then --

She slowly reaches under her skirt and starts rolling down her underwear!

Her eyes twinkle in the dark as she holds the removed underwear in her hands.

KI-JUNG

Did you drive Benzes when you were a designated driver?

KI-TEK

Not when I was at the designated driver service. I drove a lot of them when I was a valet.

KI-JUNG

When were you a valet?

CHUNG-SOOK

After the fried chicken and before the Taiwanese Castella. About six months, I'd say?

KI-TEK

Nah. It was after the Castella shop went bust.

Ki-Tek and family stack food onto their already mountainous plates as they move along the buffet line. They're at a large budget restaurant frequented by BUS AND TAXI DRIVERS.

Ki-Woo makes sure no one is listening before --

KI-WOO

We're already starting Phase Three?

KI-JUNG

I planted a little trap in the Mercedes. We'll see if he bites.

KI-WOO

Then it's begun. (looking around) Father, how amazing is this? We just so happen to be eating at a buffet for drivers. How symbolic!

Ki-Tek doesn't get it but beams anyway.

KI-TEK

This place IS amazing! You guys eat as much as you want!

CHUNG-SOOK

You're not even buying, you big bum. They are.

Ki-Tek is still happy. He's grown immune to Chung-Sook's insults.

KI-TEK

Here.

He puts some of his meat on Ki-Woo's plate.

KI-TEK

Have some of this, Son.

KI-WOO

Thanks, Dad! (to Ki-Jung) By the way, what did you say to Mrs. Park yesterday?

KI-JUNG

Why?

KI-WOO

She was over the moon about you. Saying that you were a godsend. A freaking miracle FedExed from heaven.

KI-JUNG

(laughs)

I just googled 'art therapy' and did a little improv, and she just lost her shit. Started crying like a baby. Can't believe how gullible she is.

Dong-Ik is going through some papers in the back when one drops under the seat. As he reaches down to grab it --

He sees a vague WHITE SHAPE beneath the passenger seat. He picks it up. A pair of women's underwear. Ki-Jung's.

Dong-Ik looks disgusted. He stares hard at the back of Yun's head before putting the underwear in his pocket.

Dong-Ik rushes up the garage stairs. He passes the blinking motion-sensor lights and stomps toward the --

KITCHEN

YON-KYO

What's wrong? Something happen?

Dong-Ik checks to see if the kids are around.

DONG-IK

It's Yun. That son of a bitch. I found this under the car seat.

Dong-Ik pulls out the panties from his pocket.

Yon-Kyo gasps, shocked. Perhaps more outraged than necessary.

DONG-IK

You pay him well, don't you? He doesn't have money to go to a hotel? Is he saving that money for something?

YON-KYO

Maybe he's a sexual deviant? He might get off on doing it in his boss' car.

Yon-Kyo sees -- Dong-Ik is in no mood.

YON-KYO

I'm sorry, babe. I had no idea that he was such a perv.

DONG-IK

I don't care who or what he screws. That's his business. I get it. He's a young guy. But why does he have to do it in my car? And why in the backseat? That's my space. Is he trying to mark his territory? With his dirty cum stains? Son of a bitch crossed the line.

Yon-Kyo doesn't know what to do. Her husband rarely gets this upset.

Dong-Ik calms down and looks at the underwear.

DONG-IK

(quiet)

You know what's even weirder?

YON-KYO

(nervous)

What?

DONG-IK

Don't you see? Think about it.

Yon-Kyo is freaked out of her mind.

DONG-IK

So they have sex in the car. It's not unusual to leave behind a few strands of hair, maybe an earring. But how do you forget your underwear?

YON-KYO

It's true. You don't just forget to put on your knickers.

DONG-IK

That's why. I'm more concerned by his -- partner. Her mental state. Do you know what I mean?

Dong-Ik checks the surroundings before whispering something in Yon-Kyo's ear.

YON-KYO

NOOOO-- (turning pale) Like methamphetamine? Cocaine?

DONG-IK

Shhhh!

YON-KYO

What do we do? If they find some kind of white powder in your car, we're all doomed!

DONG-IK

Calm down, babe. Relax. We don't want to go too far. Not yet. For now it's just a suspicion. A well-founded one.

As the Parks continue to fret over the panties, CAMERA BOOMS UP TO REVEAL --

Ki-Jung standing on the stairs with her bag, listening to the conversation.

DONG-IK

We can't even take something like this to the police. And it would look ridiculous if I tried to interrogate him. What would I say? "Yun, did you have sexual intercourse in my car?" (then) That's why I was thinking--

YON-KYO

Yes, dear.

DONG-IK

You have to take care of this. Come up with some kind of bland, harmless reason. Let him go quietly. Don't even mention the panties. Or the intercourse.

YON-KYO

I understand. We don't want the neighborhood birds gossiping about the Parks' driver sexing up the boss' car.

DONG-IK

Exactly. Our names will forever be linked with his disgusting behavior.

Yon-Kyo nods, then thinks.

YON-KYO

You don't think Yun would post something online, do you? Go on a Twitter vendetta? He could announce to the whole world that he was unfairly fired by a famous tech CEO.

DONG-IK

We'll pay him severance. Enough to keep him quiet. Just choose your words carefully when you let him go. Then we'll be fine.

Just then Ki-Jung starts walking down the stairs. Stepping loudly so the Parks can hear.

Yon-Kyo leaps out of her seat. Dong-Ik quickly hides the underwear and puts on an awkward smile.

YON-KYO

(smiling)

Are you guys done? How was Da-Song today?

Yon-Kyo and Ki-Jung walk toward the gate. Yon-Kyo sidles up to Ki-Jung, acting friendlier than usual.

YON-KYO

Ms. Jessica, I wanted to ask. The other night, when Yun took you home...

KI-JUNG

Yes?

YON-KYO

This may sound weird but-- Did anything happen that night?

KI-JUNG

No. I went straight home.

YON-KYO

Good, good. (relieved) That's good to hear.

KI-JUNG

Such a nice man. I asked him to drop me off at Hyehwa Station, but he kept insisting that he would take me home.

YON-KYO

(raising her voice)

So the bastard went to your house? At night? He knows where you live?

KI-JUNG

No. I just got off at Hyehwa.

YON-KYO

(sighs)

Thank God. You did the right thing. (English) Nice, Jessica.

KI-JUNG

Did something happen to him?

Yon-Kyo opens the gate.

YON-KYO

He, well-- He won't be working for us anymore. There was a bit of an incident. You don't need to know the details.

KI-JUNG

That's too bad. He seemed like a nice man.

YON-KYO

You're so precious, Ms. Jessica. So innocent. You still have a lot to learn about this world.

Ki-Jung stifles her laughter as she walks down the steps. She sees Mun-Kwang walking back home with the Parks' THREE DOGS in the distance.

Yon-Kyo waves at them.

YON-KYO

(sighs)

We used to like him too. We were excited to have a driver who was young and hip.

KI-JUNG

I thought most people preferred older drivers.

YON-KYO

Yes, it's true. Older drivers tend to drive more carefully. They're more sophisticated.

KI-JUNG

My uncle had a driver who was like that. Mr. Kim. A real gentleman. Such a kind man. We used to follow him like an uncle.

YON-KYO

Really?

KI-JUNG

Yes. He was such a warm and kindhearted person. Unfortunately, my uncle was transferred to Chicago and had to let Mr. Kim go. I don't know what he's doing these days--

YON-KYO

I'm very interested in this person, Ms. Jessica. Do you think I could meet him? As you can see, it's becoming harder and harder for me to trust people. I won't hire anyone unless they're recommended by people I absolutely, positively trust. I just have a feeling he could be a great candidate since you grew up with him and all.

Mun-Kwang walks within earshot and hears the conversation. Her curiosity is piqued.

The dogs wag their tails and swarm Yon-Kyo.

KI-JUNG

Would you like to meet him? (English) Are you serious?

YON-KYO

(English)

I am deadly serious. (Korean) I think this is the best way to hire people. Through people I trust. It's like a, what should I call it--

Yon-Kyo makes a peculiar hand gesture.

YON-KYO

'Belt of Trust.'

As the scene's THEME MUSIC (titled "The Belt of Trust") begins to play, we cut to the inside of a --

Ki-Tek is in the driver seat. We don't know whose car this is or where we are. He tries buckling the seat belt. Presses various buttons on the instrument panel.

Ki-Woo is in the backseat, telling his father to try this and that. When some people approach, the pair hop out of the car and move onto another one, revealing that --

We are inside a large MERCEDES DEALERSHIP in the middle of Gangnam.

Ki-Tek and Ki-Woo continue to explore brand new Benzes, sharing quality father and son time.

An office overlooking Seoul's soaring skyscrapers. Dong-Ik is in a meeting with his HOD's. He suddenly looks up at the other side of the glass wall where --

Ki-Tek is sitting in a chair, waiting patiently to be seen.

DONG-IK

(mouthing)

Sorry. I'll. Be. Right. With. You.

KI-TEK

(mouthing & gesturing)

Don't worry, sir. Take. Your. Time.

DONG-IK

This isn't a test or anything so you don't have to be nervous. I just wanted to get out of the office. I was dying in there.

Ki-Tek is in the driver seat.

("The Belt of Trust" continues under the scene.)

KI-TEK

I understand. You're surrounded by people all day. I'm sure you want some peace in the car.

Ki-Tek turns off the car's navigation.

DONG-IK

Thank you. You must know your way around the city.

KI-TEK

Every highway, road, and alley south of the DMZ. When you do this for 30 years, it becomes second nature.

DONG-IK

I admire people who work in one profession their whole lives.

KI-TEK

It's a simple job really. But I take pride in it. Every morning, I go on a journey. With a father, a CEO, or just a solitary man walking through life. It's a sort of companionship--

DONG-IK

Ah.

KI-TEK

That's how I've treated my job for the past 30 years. How time flies.

The words drip with cheese, but somehow they sound heartfelt when Ki-Tek says it with his humble stammer.

As the MUSIC crests toward a climax --

Ki-Tek turns the wheel, making a smooth left turn.

DONG-IK

Exquisite corner-work. I can feel your experience.

As MUSIC continues --

SLOW MOTION of Ki-Jung gracefully, rhythmically walking down the stairs. She finds --

Mun-Kwang dozing off at the dining table. Lightly snoring. Dogs circling her feet.

Ki-Jung stares for a long moment. As she walks past the dining room --

She SLAPS the wall loudly, shocking Mun-Kwang out of her daydream. Mun-Kwang acts like she wasn't sleeping.

KI-JUNG

(V.O.)

She's an old fox. She acts like she's Mrs. Park's sister.

Mun-Kwang leaves a plate of fruits for Ki-Woo and Da-Hae.

Ki-Woo stares at her intently as she walks out.

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

She's been in the house the longest. Longer than the family. She used to work for the previous owner, the architect Namgoong Hyunja, who recommended her to the Parks when he moved to France. Told them she takes great care of the house and so on--

CHUNG-SOOK

So she survived an ownership change.

KI-WOO

(nods)

It's a made job. Of course she won't just let go.

KI-JUNG

If we want to extract her, we'll need to do some prep work.

KI-WOO

That's right. We need a plan.

Chung-Sook, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung are sitting at the corner table. We notice the tacky Pizza Time logo everywhere.

The Pizza Shop Owner (from Scene 4) begrudgingly brings a combination pizza over to the table. She hates that she has to serve these losers.

CHUNG-SOOK

Hey, how about some more hot sauce here?

The Owner picks up a hot sauce from the other table and drops it in front of Chung-Sook.

Chung-Sook mouths 'bitch' as the Owner walks away.

Ki-Woo studies the hot sauce. He picks it up and squirts two drops on a blank napkin, as if testing something.

KI-WOO

There's something that Da-Hae told me.

DA-HAE

I'm so sick of apples. I want peaches.

KI-WOO

Then why don't you just ask for them?

Da-Hae is griping about the fruit plate Mun-Kwang brought. She picks up an apple slice and lovingly feeds it to Ki-Woo.

DA-HAE

(pouting)

We can't have peaches. It's a forbidden fruit in our house.

Ki-Jung picks up a PEACH from the fruit section. She holds it in the sunlight and carefully examines the soft fuzz surrounding it.

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

The housekeeper has a severe peach allergy. If she even goes near a peach, she'll turn red and start hyperventilating. Full-on asthma attack. Does everything but kill her.

Using a sharp razor, Ki-Woo meticulously shaves off the fuzz around the peach. He deposits the fuzz in a transparent pen cap.

HAUNTING, NERVE-SCRAPING MUSIC plays underneath.

Ki-Woo walks out of the house after another lesson. He bows to Mun-Kwang, who is in the yard handing out treats to the dogs.

Ki-Woo takes out his pen as he passes Mun-Kwang. He opens the cap and gently pours peach fuzz over her shoulders.

Ki-Woo has just walked out of the gate when he hears VIOLENT COUGHING from inside. It's Mun-Kwang.

He casually walks down the hill as the coughing echoes throughout the neighborhood, creating a discordant harmony with the MUSIC.

Mun-Kwang is on the bench talking on her phone. Still covered in red spots. She's unaware that --

Ki-Tek is watching her from several feet away. He takes out his phone and snaps a selfie, making sure to include Mun-Kwang in the background.

MUN-KWANG

(into her phone)

It was the worst one I ever had. I was sure I was going to die. No. I'm telling you. No peaches for miles. That's what I'm saying. It's driving me nuts!

Yon-Kyo carries a bunch of shopping bags out of the department store.

Ki-Tek is waiting at the Mercedes. He opens the trunk and puts Yon-Kyo's bags in. When he's done, he continues to linger. He hesitates before taking out his phone.

KI-TEK

Mrs. Park. I, um, I didn't know if this was worth mentioning, but I wanted to make sure.

He shows Yon-Kyo a photo on his phone.

KI-TEK

(CONT'D)

This person behind me. Is that--

YON-KYO

What-- Hey, that's Mun-Kwang!

KI-TEK

So it was her. I didn't quite remember her face. I'd only seen her a couple of times when I went up to the house.

YON-KYO

Where is this from? Is that a hospital?

KI-TEK

Yes. I was at the hospital the other day for an annual check-up. I was taking a selfie to send my wife when I saw her behind me.

Yon-Kyo looks closely at the picture.

YON-KYO

Looks like she's talking on the phone.

KI-TEK

Yes, see-- I didn't mean to, but I ended up overhearing--

KI-TEK

(stammering)

I, uh, didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I happened to be right there, and unfortunately, uh, overheard everything--

KI-WOO

Cut, stop right there. Dad, you're overdoing it. The worrying thing. Tone it down. I can tell you're acting.

Ki-Tek rehearses his 'scene,' holding a piece of paper with his lines.

KI-WOO

(CONT'D)

Action!

KI-TEK

I really didn't mean to. I was right there, and I just happened to overhear.

YON-KYO

(interested)

What did you hear?

Ki-Tek looks at Yon-Kyo through the rearview mirror. He takes a hesitant beat before opening his mouth.

KI-TEK

I don't know if I should say--

KI-WOO

(acting)

I heard her say that she was -- diagnosed with tuberculosis!

YON-KYO

(stunned)

Tuberculosis! Are you sure?

KI-TEK

What was it-- "Active pulmonary tuberculosis." She was talking on the phone, and she seemed very upset. Like she was angry at herself.

KI-WOO

(female voice)

I didn't even know tuberculosis was still a thing.

YON-KYO

I didn't even know tuberculosis was still a thing.

KI-TEK

Neither did I. I remember years ago we used to buy those seals for Christmas, but I thought it was all over. You should look it up. Korea still has the highest tuberculosis rate among OECD countries.

YON-KYO

I can't believe that Mun-Kwang-- (emotional) How could she not tell me? I can't--

KI-TEK

I wasn't sure if I should say anything, but I felt like you should know. I mean, she was just going about her business like everything was normal. There are young children in the house. Da-Song is only ten. And this woman, with her tuberculosis, is in the kitchen making food and touching the dishes--

YON-KYO

Stop!

Yon-Kyo goes into a shrieking fit.

YON-KYO

(CONT'D)

Please! No more!

The art lesson is in progress. Ki-Jung has Da-Song in her lap. She touches Da-Song's face with her cheek as she looks at his drawing.

Ki-Jung's cell phone DINGS. It's a text from Ki-Tek --

"ETA 3 min. Get ready."

SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC builds as Ki-Jung descends the stairs. When she removes her hand from her pocket, we see that it's covered in soft PEACH FUZZ. The fuzz glistens in the afternoon sunlight as Ki-Jung walks down to the --

Where she opens the fridge and removes a bottle of water.

Mun-Kwang comes over and hands her a glass. As Ki-Jung takes the glass, she casually wipes the peach fuzz on Mun-Kwang's hand.

Our first time inside the garage. Ki-Tek carries the many shopping bags up the stairs. Yon-Kyo follows when --

She hears VIOLENT COUGHING coming from upstairs.

Yon-Kyo is appalled to see --

Mun-Kwang coughing like a sick dog as she comes out to greet her and Ki-Tek. Mun-Kwang tries to take the bags from Ki-Tek, but the coughing becomes unbearable, and she runs to the --

She tries to stifle her cough with a napkin. No use. She throws the napkin in the trash and rushes to the bathroom.

Yon-Kyo is horrified. It's like watching Ebola spread in front of her eyes.

Ki-Tek just stands there, staring quietly at the discarded napkin in the kitchen.

KI-WOO

If you find an opportunity -- do it. Just like we practiced. It'll be the cherry on top.

Ki-Tek leaves Yon-Kyo behind and walks over to the kitchen. He removes his hand from his pocket and reaches into the trash can, at which point we cut to --

A PIZZA TIME HOT SAUCE PACKET hidden in Ki-Tek's palm.

Ki-Tek quickly squirts the red sauce on the napkin.

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

Our bloody finale.

A terrified Yon-Kyo watches as Ki-Tek removes the 'bloody' napkin from the trash. Ki-Tek grimly holds it up in front of her.

Yon-Kyo becomes dizzy. She closes her eyes to keep herself from fainting.

The MUSIC that continued through the last several scenes -- "The Belt of Trust" -- comes to a dramatic end.

No more music. The house is quiet.

We see a text from Yon-Kyo on Ki-Tek's phone --

"2nd floor sauna. Make sure she doesn't see you."

Ki-Tek looks around before quietly treading up the stairs.

A small, phone-booth-sized sauna situated at the end of the hallway between the dressing room and bathroom.

As soon as Ki-Tek walks in, Yon-Kyo shuts the door and pulls down the roller shades. They are now inches away from each other in the tight space. Light seeps in from outside, illuminating Yon-Kyo's bloodshot eyes and smeared makeup.

YON-KYO

Mr. Kim, you have to promise you won't tell my husband.

KI-TEK

Of course.

YON-KYO

He can't find out that I've been keeping that walking lung disease around the kids this whole time. He'll kill me.

KI-TEK

Don't worry, Mrs. Park. (then) I don't want to step out of line, but I had a request as well. See, I have nothing personal against the housekeeper. (whispering) I only acted out of a moral obligation to protect the health and safety of the public. I wouldn't want Mr. Park to think that I'm some kind of tattletale--

YON-KYO

(cutting him off)

Don't worry. I'm not even going to mention the tuberculosis to Mun-Kwang. I'll come up with a completely unrelated reason. Let her go quietly.

KI-TEK

I see.

YON-KYO

(sighs)

It's the best way. I've done it before.

KI-TEK

Well, I trust your judgment.

Ki-Tek puts out his hand, as if he wants to officialize their top-secret deal.

They are sharing the most awkward handshake in the world when Yon-Kyo suddenly cringes.

YON-KYO

Did you wash your hands, Mr. Kim?

The backyard seen through kitchen windows. Strong winds shake the trees. A storm is on route.

Yon-Kyo is seated at the patio table with Mun-Kwang. Her face is cold as she calmly explains something to her soon-to-be former housekeeper.

Mun-Kwang's face gradually turns dark.

Mun-Kwang carries a large bag down the hill. Still in disbelief. Devastated. Her hair dances wildly in the rough wind. The sky is getting darker.

Mun-Kwang keeps looking back at the house as she walks away. She stops and stares at the firmly closed gate for a long time.

It's raining outside.

DONG-IK

Mr. Kim, do you know a place where I can get some good short ribs? Somewhere not too far.

KI-TEK

Of course.

Ki-Tek turns the wheel and switches lanes.

KI-TEK

(CONT'D)

You'll be eating out tonight?

DONG-IK

Yes. I suddenly had a craving for juicy short ribs. Since I can't have them at home now.

Ki-Tek makes an effortless U-turn across the large, eight-lane road. The raindrops on the window swerve diagonally.

DONG-IK

(smiles)

Our housekeeper used to make the best short ribs.

KI-TEK

You mean the lady who just quit yesterday?

DONG-IK

She was with us for a long time. I don't know why she suddenly left. Mrs. Park wouldn't even tell me. I mean, there's no shortage of housekeepers looking for work so I guess we can just hire another one. But it's a real pity. She was a great lady.

KI-TEK

I see.

DONG-IK

She took care of all the little things in the house. And she was a tremendous cook. Most importantly, she never crossed the line. If there's one thing I hate, it's people who cross the line. Well, I guess she did have one flaw. (laughs) She was a big eater. Ate twice as much as other people. But I suppose she worked twice as hard to make up for that.

KI-TEK

I guess Mrs. Park will need to find a new housekeeper soon.

DONG-IK

(nods)

Or the house will descend into chaos. I guarantee she won't be able to survive a week without one. Shambles, I tell you. My clothes will start smelling--(laughs) Mrs. Park definitely wins the worst homemaker award. Doesn't know her way around a vacuum, and her cooking is just -- abysmal!

KI-TEK

But... you still love her, don't you?

Ki-Tek's suddenly serious comment catches Dong-Ik off guard. Silence. Then Dong-Ik starts laughing. Hard.

DONG-IK

Of course I love her! I don't know what else you'd call this.

KI-TEK

Then maybe you should look at this--

Ki-Tek removes a business card from his pocket and hands it to Dong-Ik.

On beautiful ivory-colored stock, only the name, "The Care," is printed in elegant typography. No number. No address.

DONG-IK

The Care? What is this?

KI-TEK

I just found out about them recently too. It's a membership-based total care company. Catering to families of VIP's like yourself. They provide maids, in-home caregivers, also drivers like myself. From what I hear, they select only the best. The most experienced workers.

DONG-IK

Looks very nice.

Dong-Ik flips the card to the other side.

DONG-IK

(CONT'D)

The design is gorgeous. How did you learn about this company, Mr. Kim?

KI-TEK

They called me about working for them. I guess I'm one of the more experienced drivers around, so they wanted to recruit me. I turned them down because I was already scheduled to meet you.

DONG-IK

I see. (nods) Well, I'm honored that you chose me over such a reputable company. I am forever grateful, Mr. Kim!

Dong-Ik laughs.

KI-TEK

(laughs)

You're being ridiculous, sir.

They're laughing, but there's a subtle underlying tension between the two men. There's still a 'line' that Dong-Ik won't cross. He suddenly drops his smile.

DONG-IK

Well, then. I guess I'll just give this to Mrs. Park.

KI-TEK

Yes, you should. But don't say I gave it to you. (smiles) You should tell her that you looked it up yourself.

DONG-IK

(laughs)

Good idea! That's sure to earn me some points. Thank you, Mr. Kim.

KI-TEK

They're membership-only, so I don't think they have a website or anything. There's a consultation number in the back--

RING RING RING. Ki-Jung picks up an OLD FLIP PHONE with "The Care" business card taped on front.

She sounds like a completely different person. Sweet. Welcoming.

KI-JUNG

(into the phone)

Thank you for calling The Care. This is senior advisor Yeo Myung-Sun. How may I help you?

Chung-Sook and Ki-Tek watch Ki-Jung as they eat breakfast.

CHUNG-SOOK

She could have won an Oscar if she became an actress.

KI-TEK

She has a nice voice, doesn't she? Just like me.

Yon-Kyo has the phone on speaker. She has disposable kitchen gloves on and is generally floundering in the kitchen, overloading the dishwasher and sterilizing the 'disease-ridden' pots and pans in an oversized steamer.

YON-KYO

(into the phone)

I heard I need to sign up for a membership.

KI-JUNG

(PHONE)

That's correct. We are a membership-only service. If you aren't currently a member I can guide you through the steps to become one.

YON-KYO

(into the phone)

Sure, okay.

KI-JUNG

(PHONE)

Do you have a pen? I can give you the list of forms you need to submit.

A fully transformed Chung-Sook sits at the white patio table with Yon-Kyo. Classy hairstyle. Tasteful makeup.

Yon-Kyo goes through Chung-Sook's papers, especially focusing on her doctor's note.

Just then a WHITE BUTTERFLY flits by Chung-Sook's face, its wings playfully bouncing off the bright summer light.

Over the idyllic scene, a beautiful ARIA begins to flow--

As MUSIC continues --

STEADICAM SHOT -- We glide up the stairs, first following Chung-Sook's feet then rising up to shoulder height, tracking her from behind as she walks down the second floor hallway. She opens the door to --

We follow Chung-Sook as she walks in and sets down a plate of fruits in front of Da-Hae and Ki-Woo.

DA-HAE

Yay! Peaches!

CHUNG-SOOK

Please have some too, Mr. Kevin.

KI-WOO

Thank you, ma'am.

Chung-Sook pinches Ki-Woo's earlobe while Da-Hae is not looking. Ki-Woo nearly jumps. Chung-Sook just smiles and walks out of the room. We continue to follow her as she pads down the hall and enters --

Where we see the TEEPEE in the corner. The flap opens and Ki-Jung peeks out to see who it is. Da-Song is tightly cuddled up between her arms drawing a picture. He looks at Chung-Sook, embarrassed.

KI-JUNG

Next time just knock and leave the food outside.

CHUNG-SOOK

Sorry--

KI-JUNG

Please don't come in during the lesson.

Chung-Sook scoffs. She mouths 'JUST EAT THE DAMN PEACHES' as she hands over the plate. She looks around at the drawings in the room. Not impressed. She steps out into the --

We hear DONG-IK arriving downstairs. Da-Song hears it too. He bolts out of the room and flies past Chung-Sook toward the --

DA-SONG

Daddy! Did you get the walkie?

YON-KYO

Da-Song! Lesson's not over yet!

DONG-IK

This guy. That's all you think about, isn't it? Camping.

Dong-Ik picks up Da-Song and holds him tightly.

CAMERA CIRCLES AROUND THEM and shows --

Ki-Tek emerging from the garage with a bunch of boxes. Brand new camping supplies. On top is a WALKIE-TALKIE box.

DA-SONG

Wow! T-667! Dope!

YON-KYO

What's all this stuff? We just bought camping gear last year.

DONG-IK

These are different. Might as well complete the collection.

Da-Song has already opened the walkie-talkie box. He also goes through the other items -- CAMPFIRE SUPPLIES, AN AXE FOR CHOPPING FIREWOOD...

As Ki-Tek walks out, he quickly feels up Chung-Sook's behind. Chung-Sook giggles to herself as she goes to the kitchen sink.

The long STEADICAM SHOT is about to come to a glorious end after showing the semi-basement's family complete and successful infiltration of the Park mansion. Wait. Not yet--

Da-Song suddenly starts sniffing the air. He runs over to Chung-Sook and shoves his nose in her belly, startling her greatly.

Da-Song then darts over to Ki-Tek and shoves his nose in his pant leg.

YON-KYO

Da-Song! What's wrong with you?

DA-SONG

Same smell. They smell exactly the same!

Ki-Tek and Chung-Sook freeze.

Yon-Kyo, embarrassed, roughly pushes Da-Song away.

YON-KYO

Stop talking nonsense and go up to your room. Ms. Jessica is waiting.

DA-SONG

That's weird. Ms. Jessica has the same smell.

Dong-Ik laughs awkwardly.

DONG-IK

(to Ki-Tek)

He's a little out there.

They all laugh, but no one is laughing inside.

The table teems with food. We notice the viewing stone displayed prominently in the middle. An interesting decorating choice.

Ki-Tek is cooking ribs and mushrooms on an electric skillet when he suddenly smells his clothes.

KI-TEK

He scared me, the little punk. Does this mean we all have to use different soaps?

KI-WOO

Maybe we should all wash our clothes with different detergent. Different fabric softeners too.

CHUNG-SOOK

You mean I have to wash all of your clothes separately? Fuck no.

KI-JUNG

(expressionless)

It won't work. It's the basement smell.

Ki-Woo is blank.

KI-JUNG

(CONT'D)

The smell won't go away unless we leave this place.

Truth bomb. They all fall silent at the brutal reality check, and for a while we only hear the sizzling of the grill.

Ki-Tek picks up his Sapporo and tries to change the subject.

KI-TEK

Forget about that. This is a good problem to have. Think about our lives before. It's a dog-eat-dog world out there. Hundreds of college graduates compete for a security guard job for Chrissake. (emotional) Not us. We are all gainfully employed.

KI-WOO

You're right, Father. Cheers!

KI-TEK

Sure we may not be getting six-figure salaries, but it's no small amount if you combine our wages. The Parks are investing a great part of their fortune in our family. So let us give thanks to Mr. Park, our generous employer. A great man. And how can I forget Min-Hyuk! How lucky that our son is friends with such a thoughtful young man. It's all because of him that-- FUCK! Do they always have to ruin the moment?

The family members all turn toward --

The window, which is being rattled by a robust stream of urine. A SHORT, BARELY STANDING DRUNK MAN is relieving himself in the corner.

KI-WOO

That mother--

Ki-woo jumps up. He grabs the viewing stone from the table and walks toward the door.

Ki-Tek, worried, quickly runs after him.

KI-JUNG

(scoffs)

Oh, no. Here comes the rage machine.

CHUNG-SOOK

Why's he acting tough all of a sudden? Is he trying to kill someone?

Ki-Tek catches up to Ki-Woo and wrests the stone from his hands.

Ki-Woo picks up an umbrella instead. He runs out.

Ki-Jung lights up. This is going to be fun. She opens the HIGH-SPEED PHOTOGRAPHY APP on her phone and starts filming. We see the following sequence through the app, in slow motion --

Ki-Woo appears outside the window and starts swinging the umbrella wildly at the Short Man, who sprays urine everywhere as he falls.

Ki-Tek runs out with a bucket of water. He throws the water at the Short Man but momentarily loses balance and splashes Ki-Woo instead.

Ki-Jung laughs. This is gold.

Chung-Sook has no interest. She continues grilling meat, happy to finish the food by herself.

UNSETTLING MUSIC plays over the wild, primal thrashing of the three men. The violent, rage-fueled dance DISSOLVES TO --

The garden is sun-drenched. Da-Song looks up at the sky through a piece of soot-covered glass, an improvised sun-viewer. He has a bow and axe strapped to his back.

He pushes the button on his walkie-talkie.

DA-SONG

(into the radio)

The sky is mostly clear. Some clouds visible, but no rain clouds. Over.

DONG-IK

(into the radio)

Copy that. I'm here in the kitchen, and Da-Hae has been infected with a serious case of 'duck lips.' If she keeps pouting like that she might actually turn into a duck! She looks pissed, over.

Dong-Ik giggles as he teases Da-Hae, who looks completely miserable in her camping outfit.

YON-KYO

What's with the face? Let's all try to have a good time.

DA-HAE

Can't I just stay home and study with Kevin?

YON-KYO

I know you hate camping, but it's Da-Song's birthday. And you're his sister. Come on. It won't be so bad. We'll build a fire. Sing happy birthday at midnight. Blow out candles under the stars. It'll be wonderful.

Chung-Sook brings up a tent bag and a guitar case from the storage basement.

Da-Hae gives up and puts on her large bluetooth headphones, shutting out reality.

Yon-Kyo takes Chung-Sook to the living room where the three dogs are.

YON-KYO

I'm sure you know all of their names by now.

(from left to right)

Berry, Junie, Foofoo.

CHUNG-SOOK

Of course. Berry and Junie only eat Natural Balance Organic.

Yon-Kyo emphasizes by pointing at each of the dog's foods in the care basket.

YON-KYO

Yes. And Foofoo also needs this -- Kamaboko. Japanese crab cake.

YON-KYO

And don't hold the leash too short when you're walking Junie. He needs to burn off that energy. It's easy if you think of him as the canine version of Da-Song.

CHUNG-SOOK

Don't worry!

Yon-Kyo is sitting in the driver seat, endlessly rattling off instructions until --

The garage door goes all the way up, and the Mercedes starts rolling out.

Da-Song pretends to shoot an arrow from the backseat, and Chung-Sook grabs her chest like she was shot.

Moments later she's finally alone. She presses the button. Her face gradually immerses in darkness as the shutter goes down.

Chung-Sook is taking a peaceful nap on the large sofa. We hear her soft breathing. Slanted late afternoon rays wrap her face warmly.

She slowly wakes up and wipes her drool. When she sits up, we see Ki-Tek sleeping behind her. Chung-Sook looks out at the garden where --

Ki-Woo is lying in the grass with the three dogs. Looking at the sky. We notice a YELLOW JOURNAL clutched in his hand.

CHUNG-SOOK

What are you doing out there? Come inside.

Ki-Woo takes a deep breath as he gazes up at the sky. He's never been more relaxed.

KI-WOO

You should try it. It's nice to be able to see the sky from your own home.

He picks himself up and walks into the living room. He stretches his arms as he walks over to the kitchen.

KI-WOO

Water, Mom?

CHUNG-SOOK

Sure.

Ki-Woo gets a few bottles of Evian from the fridge. He gives one to Chung-Sook before heading up the stairs.

A groggy Ki-Tek gets up from the sofa and trudges over to a cabinet in the corner. A variety of whiskeys are on display.

Ki-Jung is taking a bubble bath. She picks up the remote and changes the channel on the wall-mounted TV when --

A KNOCK.

KI-WOO

(O.S.)

You want a water?

KI-JUNG

Read my mind. Thanks, brodie.

The door opens a crack, and Ki-Woo rolls a bottle toward Ki-Jung. He then continues on to --

Ki-Woo throws himself on Da-Hae's bed. He reaches into the space between the bed and the wall and finds a PRETTY WOODEN BOX hidden there. Da-Hae's box of secrets. It has a small combination lock on the front.

Ki-Woo unlocks the box and puts in the yellow journal he was reading. He then takes out ANOTHER YELLOW JOURNAL and opens it.

Pages filled with Da-Hae's small, thoughtful handwriting.

Ki-Tek sits with a white towel across his lap, sweating it out in the steam-filled room. He guzzles down a cold bottle of Evian. Refreshing. He turns the HOURGLASS upside down.

The sound of myriad sand grains rolling down the glass turns into -- THE SOUND OF RAIN.

The large coffee table is filled with various whiskey bottles and gourmet snacks. The four family members are comfortably sprawled across the couch and floor. It's like they own the place.

They sip whiskey and watch rain falling outside the window.

KI-TEK

This is classy. Sipping whiskey on a rainy day. Enjoying the view.

Ki-Tek takes several bottles and pours a little of each into his tumbler.

CHUNG-SOOK

What the hell are you doing? Why are you mixing all the booze?

KI-TEK

This way Mr. Park won't notice. It'll be too obvious if we drink from only one bottle.

CHUNG-SOOK

Nice to see you use that brain for once.

Berry comes over to Chung-Sook wagging her tail, but Chung-Sook kicks her away. Chung-Sook is already drunk. Her face is bright red.

KI-JUNG

But you always get shitfaced when you mix your drinks, Dad.

KI-TEK

(smiles)

Ki-Jung, that's no way to talk to your father. "Shitfaced." No. Not you too.

KI-WOO

Let me pour you a shot, Father.

Ki-Woo tries to lighten the mood. He looks out the window as he pours a shot with both hands.

KI-WOO

It's probably raining at the campsite too. They must be having a magical time. Da-Hae and her family. Raindrops pattering the tent. Playing the guitar...

CHUNG-SOOK

By the way. What's that yellow notebook you've been carrying?

KI-WOO

This?

Ki-Woo picks up the yellow journal.

KI-WOO

Da-Hae's diary.

KI-JUNG

Oh, my God. Why are you reading that?

KI-WOO

I just want to understand her on a deeper level.

KI-JUNG

Disgusting. You two going out or something?

KI-WOO

(nods)

It's serious. She likes me too. I'm going to officially ask her out when she goes to college. For real.

They all stare at Ki-Woo. He must be shitting them. But he's not.

Ki-Tek slaps Ki-Woo's shoulder.

KI-TEK

That's my boy! That means this is your future wife's house! The Parks will be your in-laws!

KI-WOO

(laughs)

I guess that's true.

Chung-Sook joins the laughter.

CHUNG-SOOK

You mean I'm fucking washing dishes for my future in-laws?

KI-TEK

Hilarious! You're washing your future in-law's tighty-whities! Your daughter-in-law's school socks!

Ki-Tek pretends to wash a sock, laughing hysterically, when he suddenly feels Chung-Sook's murderous glare. He slowly stops.

Chung-Sook downs her whiskey and turns serious. She calmly turns to Ki-Woo.

CHUNG-SOOK

I like that girl. She's nice. Pretty. But not full of herself.

KI-WOO

Well, as long as we're getting ahead of ourselves -- If you think about it, nowadays people barely see their in-laws anyway. How many times do you think families see each other after their kids get married?

KI-JUNG

(scoffs)

Crazy fuck.

KI-WOO

You hear about people hiring actors to stand in for their parents at weddings. We'll do the same thing. A lot of TV extras do that kind of work.

Ki-Woo points at Ki-Jung.

KI-WOO

She did too. Got paid to be one of the bride's guests. She went to a bunch of weddings last year.

KI-JUNG

I even caught a bouquet once. First time I ever saw the bitch. They pay ten bucks extra for the bouquet.

CHUNG-SOOK

(laughs)

That's how you became such a good actress!

Good times continue as whiskey flows. Jokes and laughter abound.

KI-TEK

Sure the acting was good, but I was surprised that the family was so easy to trick.

CHUNG-SOOK

Especially the missus. Not the sharpest knife in the drawer. I guess we should be thankful for that--

KI-TEK

Yes, she's so innocent. And kind. A rich person who's also kindhearted.

Chung-Sook stops mid-sip and stares at Ki-Tek.

CHUNG-SOOK

Not "also kindhearted." She's kindhearted because she's rich. You get it?

Ki-Tek doesn't. Chung-Sook looks around --

CHUNG-SOOK

If I had all this, my heart would be overflowing with kindness!

Chung-Sook's voice grows. She gulps downs another glass.

KI-TEK

That's true. Your mother has a point. Rich people are more naive. They don't have a bitter bone in them. And the kids are happier. No wiseasses.

CHUNG-SOOK

It's the money! Money cures all the little wiseasses!

Ki-Jung slowly grows irritated as her parents go on and on about rich people. She tosses back her whiskey.

KI-TEK

Ki-Woo. That guy. What was his name? Yun? The old driver.

KI-WOO

Yes. Mr. Yun.

KI-TEK

He's probably doing fine, right? I'm sure he got a new job.

KI-WOO

Of course. He's young. Healthy. Plenty of opportunities.

KI-TEK

Yeah, I'm sure he got an even better job.

Ki-Jung SLAMS down her glass and yells at her family --

KI-JUNG

SHUT THE FUCK UP!

KI-WOO

What the hell's wrong with you?

KI-JUNG

Fuck rich people! Just worry about your own goddamn family!

Ki-Jung looks like she's about to cry. We've never seen her like this before. Vulnerable. Like a hurt child.

KI-JUNG

Dad, please. Stop worrying about other people. Look at me. Us. Your son and daughter. We're right here!

Almost at the exact moment as Ki-Jung's soulful outburst, like a timed effect, LIGHTNING AND THUNDER strike outside the window. Followed by heavy rain.

Ki-Tek looks out the window.

KI-TEK

(laughing)

Did you see that! Right on cue!

KI-WOO

(imitating Ki-Jung)

"Dad, we're right here!" POW! Thunder and lightning! Awesome.

Ki-Woo tries to console Ki-Jung. He brushes her hair and talks in a brotherly voice.

KI-WOO

Come on now, Jessica. Let's drink. Cheers!

Ki-Woo clinks his glass against Ki-Jung's.

KI-WOO

You know, Ki-Jung, when I saw you upstairs in the bathroom-- You looked so--

KI-JUNG

What? I looked so what?

KI-WOO

You just looked so natural in that bathtub. This house. It suits you. You're not like us.

KI-JUNG

(smiles)

Fuck off.

KI-WOO

(to Ki-Tek)

It's true, Dad. She was in the tub watching TV, taking a fancy bubble bath, and it just felt like she belonged here.

KI-TEK

Is that right?

Ki-Woo becomes more animated at Ki-Tek's exaggerated reaction. He opens his arms wide and looks around at the living room.

KI-WOO

Imagine for a second that this is our house. Let's say we live here. Which room would you like to have? Out of all the beautiful rooms designed by the great Namgoong Hyunja, which one would you want to be yours?

KI-JUNG

I don't know. Buy me the fucking house first and I'll think about it.

KI-TEK

We're 'living' here right now, aren't we? We're here in the living room, drinking and having a good time, just like we would if this was our place.

KI-WOO

That's true. We ARE currently living here. For all intents and purposes.

KI-TEK

This IS our house right now. (burps) Nice and cozy.

Chung-Sook, face bulging red, flashes a dirty grin.

CHUNG-SOOK

You're cozy, huh? That's real nice. What if Park comes back right now? (to Ki-Jung) He would skitter away like a little cockroach.

Chung-Sook laughs loudly at her own joke. Ki-Tek is quiet.

CHUNG-SOOK

(snickering)

You kids know what I'm talking about, right? Our apartment. How when we turn on the kitchen lights, the roaches all run away and disappear under the cabinets. He would be exactly like that!

Ki-Tek stares hard at Chung-Sook, who continues to howl. Ki-Tek's eyes are red. Hostile. This is a different Ki-Tek.

KI-TEK

(mumbling)

Fucking bitch. You've gone too far this time.

Chung-Sook is silent.

KI-TEK

What? I'm a cockroach?

CRASH! Ki-Tek sweeps the table and knocks over the bottles and plates.

Ki-Woo and Ki-Jung are stunned.

Chung-Sook is absolutely still. She glowers at Ki-Tek, who unlike before doesn't back down. He stares right back, tension growing, when --

His face starts cracking. He begins to snicker.

Chung-Sook does too. They both burst into laughter.

KI-TEK

I got you! I totally got you!

The two continue to laugh their asses off. Ki-Tek seems especially pleased with his performance. He slaps Ki-Woo on the shoulder.

KI-TEK

How was that, Spielberg? Pretty realistic right? You like my acting now?

KI-WOO

Wow, Dad! You totally got me.

Ki-Jung laughs, relieved.

KI-JUNG

(to Ki-Tek)

Shit. You're going to clean this up, right?

CHUNG-SOOK

(laughing)

I didn't believe him for one second.

KI-WOO

Really? I thought he was really going to kill you.

CHUNG-SOOK

He could never do that. Your father hasn't a single backbone in his body. The epitome of a spineless mo--

They are all laughing uproariously when --

The DOORBELL rings loudly throughout the house.

They all freeze and look at each other. Who the hell could that be? The doorbell continues to ring.

KI-WOO

Who could it be at this time?

KI-TEK

What do you think it is?

Chung-Sook scurries over to the gate monitor. She sees --

A familiar round face filling the screen. It's MUN-KWANG. She's standing in the rain dressed in all black.

CHUNG-SOOK

What the--

KI-WOO

Why is she here?

CHUNG-SOOK

It's her, right? The old housekeeper.

KI-JUNG

(nods)

Why do you think she's here?

Mun-Kwang presses the doorbell again and again. It rings loudly throughout the neighborhood. This could go on for a while.

KI-TEK

What's she doing? Why doesn't she just leave?

KI-JUNG

It's so loud. She could go on all night--

CHUNG-SOOK

(cutting her off)

Hold on. I'm supposed to be here. I can answer.

Before Ki-Woo can stop her, Chung-Sook presses the 'speak' button.

CHUNG-SOOK

Who is it?

MUN-KWANG

(SPEAKER)

Hi, how are you? I'm-- Mrs. Park isn't in, right?

Mun-Kwang's speech is slightly slurred. She's had a drink or two herself.

MUN-KWANG

(SPEAKER)

I used to work here. For ma--ny many years. The monitor you're looking at. There's a picture above it, right? Berry, Junie, Foofoo -- from left to right.

CHUNG-SOOK

That's all fine, but how can I help you? It's very late.

MUN-KWANG

(SPEAKER)

You're my replacement, aren't you!

Mun-Kwang laughs. Sad, drunk laughter. Chung-Sook remains on guard.

Mun-Kwang suddenly turns serious.

MUN-KWANG

(SPEAKER)

I'm so sorry to bother you at this hour. There's something in the basement that I left behind, and I was wondering if I could pick it up. I was fired without any notice so I didn't have time to gather all my things.

Chung-Sook looks at Ki-Woo. What do we do? Ki-Woo has no idea.

KI-WOO

This wasn't in our plan.

Chung-Sook opens the door to reveal Mun-Kwang standing in the rain. She looks grotesque with one eye heavily swollen. Her face is eerily and intermittently illuminated by the motion-sensor light.

Mun-Kwang drips water as she walks over to the kitchen. The living room is not fully visible from her vantage point.

Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung remain in the dark around the coffee table, listening to Chung-Sook and Mun-Kwang's conversation.

MUN-KWANG

I'm sorry for the intrusion. Thank you so much for letting me in.

She looks over at the kitchen sink.

MUN-KWANG

The faucet drips if you turn it that way.

Mun-Kwang continues to drone on deliriously. We don't know if she's just drunk or crazy.

CHUNG-SOOK

The faucet's fine. What do you need to pick up?

MUN-KWANG

Would you like to come down with me?

Mun-Kwang flashes a creepy grin as she points to the stairs descending into the dark storage basement.

Chung-Sook is spooked. She hesitates.

CHUNG-SOOK

No thanks. Just hurry up and get what you need.

CLOSE ON -- A DROP OF WATER precariously dangling from the kitchen faucet.

It's been a while since Mun-Kwang went down to the storage room. Chung-Sook starts getting worried. She gets up from the chair.

A nervous Chung-Sook walks down the narrow staircase and peers into the darkness. She hears a strange MOAN coming from inside and soon discovers --

Mun-Kwang levitating horizontally in the air! We realize that she actually has her feet set against the wall and is pushing the jar cabinet with her hands. The glass jars rattle as she shoves with all her might.

Chung-Sook is confused.

MUN-KWANG

Can you give me a hand? Help me push!

CHUNG-SOOK

Huh?

MUN-KWANG

(tearful)

He's going to die! Please!

CHUNG-SOOK

What's going on--

MUN-KWANG

Just help me first!

Chung-Sook has no idea what's going on but starts pushing with Mun-Kwang.

We see Ki-Woo, Ki-Jung, and Ki-Tek peeking from the staircase.

Chung-Sook sees something on the ground as she's pushing.

CHUNG-SOOK

Wait. Maybe this is the problem.

Chung-Sook pulls a bundle of wires stuck under the cabinet. As soon as she does --

The cabinet smoothly rolls to the side pretty much on its own, as if it's set on rails. It moves out of view to reveal, to Chung-Sook's great astonishment --

A DARK STEEL DOOR hidden behind it.

Mun-Kwang opens the door and hurries inside.

Chung-Sook shakes off her shock and follows Mun-Kwang down the dark staircase.

MUN-KWANG

Babe! Babe!

We get glimpses of the dark underground bunker as Mun-Kwang waves around the flashlight on her cell phone -- low ceiling, gray walls, a small passageway...

Chung-Sook covers her nose at the awful smell.

MUN-KWANG

Kun-Sae!

Mun-Kwang's flashlight finally finds --

A PALE, SEVERELY MALNOURISHED FACE. This is KUN-SAE, 45, Mun-Kwang's husband. He looks up from his cot, woken up by the sound. He blinks his large eyes.

Chung-Sook looks horrified.

KUN-SAE

Stop yelling. I'm okay...

Mun-Kwang immediately shoves a BABY BOTTLE in his mouth and starts feeding him. It's filled with some kind of gruel.

MUN-KWANG

No, you're not. You're not okay! (weeping) Why are you in the dark? Why did you turn off the lights?

KUN-SAE

We have to conserve energy. It all comes out of Mr. Park's pocket.

Kun-Sae turns on the light and is startled to see --

Chung-Sook standing in front of him.

He springs from his bed, but Mun-Kwang pushes him back down.

MUN-KWANG

It's fine. We're okay.

Mun-Kwang points at Chung-Sook.

MUN-KWANG

She's a friend. She helped me get in here. It was the damn wires. They were stuck under the cabinet.

KUN-SAE

No wonder. (laughs weakly) I tried everything but I couldn't get it to open. I couldn't go up to the kitchen.

MUN-KWANG

(sobbing)

How many days have you gone without food? I'm so sorry, babe!

Chung-Sook is at a loss.

Ki-Woo, Ki-Jung, and Ki-Tek have followed Chung-Sook and Mun-Kwang down and are eavesdropping from the staircase. They look stunned.

CHUNG-SOOK

What are you people up to? Why are you--

MUN-KWANG

I know how this looks. You must think we're crazy. But please, Chung-Sook. Have some pity. Us domestic workers, we're sisters--

CHUNG-SOOK

(surprised)

How the hell do you know my name?

MUN-KWANG

Da-Song and I still text from time to time. I came here because I knew the family would be on a camping trip. I wanted to talk to you alone.

Chung-Sook can't believe her ears. Surprise turns to anger.

MUN-KWANG

Don't worry, sis. No one knows I'm here.

Mun-Kwang removes a pair of wire cutters from her pocket.

MUN-KWANG

I cut the wires on the surveillance camera on my way in. That's good, right? Huh, big sis?

CHUNG-SOOK

Wait. Hold on. Aren't you older than me?

MUN-KWANG

I was born in 74. Year of the tiger. My name is Mun-Kwang.

Chung-Sook is speechless. Mun-Kwang points to Kun-Sae.

MUN-KWANG

This is my husband Oh Kun-Sae.

Kun-Sae smiles innocently as he continues to suck on the empty bottle.

Chung-Sook regards the scene with disbelief.

Mun-Kwang takes out a banana from her pocket. She peels it and feeds it to Kun-Sae.

CHUNG-SOOK

So the whole time you were working here, you were smuggling food down from the kitchen?

MUN-KWANG

No! Everything he ate came from my pocket. From the money I made here. I never stole anything!

CHUNG-SOOK

Sure. And how long has he been down here? Your husband.

MUN-KWANG

Let's see-- About four years?

CHUNG-SOOK

You gotta be kidding me.

KUN-SAE

Four years, three months, and seventeen days to be exact!

Kun-Sae laughs.

MUN-KWANG

That's right. It's already June. He started living here after Mr. Namgoong moved out four years ago. Before Da-Song's family moved in.

Chung-Sook looks around the room. It has a toilet, sink, small fridge, an old-fashioned TV set... Enough amenities to survive underground.

Mun-Kwang continues to speak, blinking her swollen eyes.

MUN-KWANG

A lot of these rich people, they build bunkers and secret rooms in their homes. You know, in case the North Koreans invade, or in case creditors come knocking on their doors. Maybe Mr. Namgoong felt embarrassed about building such a room. He didn't mention it to the Parks when he sold the house.

CHUNG-SOOK

Huh.

MUN-KWANG

Nobody in the house knew about the room. Except me.

CHUNG-SOOK

Some balls you got. Well, now I know too! And I know what I'm going to do!

Chung-Sook takes out her phone.

CHUNG-SOOK

Call the fucking cops.

Mun-Kwang drops to her knees and starts begging.

MUN-KWANG

No! Please sis! (sobs) We're all in the same boat, aren't we? We all need a little help to get by.

CHUNG-SOOK

I'm not your fucking sister, bitch. And I don't need nobody's help.

MUN-KWANG

Well, I do! I don't have a house. I don't have money. All I have is a mountain of debt.

CHUNG-SOOK

What do you want me to do about it?

MUN-KWANG

He's been down here for four years, and the loan sharks still won't let go. They're obsessed. They say they're going to kill him!

CHUNG-SOOK

You borrowed from loan sharks?

Mun-Kwang nods.

KUN-SAE

It's all my fault. (laughs, embarrassed) I started a cake shop -- Taiwanese Castella -- and it completely bankrupted us.

Kun-Sae laughs again. A nervous habit.

When Ki-Tek hears the word 'Castella,' his face crowds with emotion. He knows the shame.

MUN-KWANG

Please, take this.

Mun-Kwang hands Chung-Sook an envelope.

CHUNG-SOOK

What is this?

MUN-KWANG

It's not much, I know. But I can send you money every month. All I ask is that you come down here every other day and leave him something to eat. Actually no. Once a week is fine. There's a little fridge down here so--

CHUNG-SOOK

Are you crazy? You people are unbelievable-- Get away from me.

Chung-Sook lifts her phone.

CHUNG-SOOK

I'm going to call the cops.

Ki-Tek and the kids look worried. That wouldn't be good for them either. Ki-Tek is awkwardly leaning over, listening to the conversation, when --

His foot slips and he falls down the stairs! He is unable to control his large body and takes down Ki-Jung and Ki-Woo with him. Ki-Jung screams.

Chung-Sook is startled when she sees the family spilling down the stairs.

Mun-Kwang is even more confused. It's Kevin, Jessica, and Mr. Kim! Why are they here?

MUN-KWANG

What the hell?

KUN-SAE

(laughs)

Honey, who are all these people?

MUN-KWANG

Ms. Jessica? Mr. Kim... What's everyone doing down here?

Mun-Kwang is speechless for a moment before the pieces slowly come together in her head. She takes out her cell phone.

As Ki-Tek scrambles to get up, he accidentally steps on Ki-Woo's foot.

KI-WOO

Ow! Dad, my foot!

Chung-Sook and Ki-Jung immediately freeze. Ki-Woo realizes what he just said and turns pale. He sees --

Mun-Kwang recording everything on her cell phone.

MUN-KWANG

Now I get it.

(nods)

Mun-Kwang plays back the footage she just shot --

KI-WOO

(VIDEO)

Ow! Dad, my foot!

Ki-Woo's face and voice are clearly recorded on video.

Finally everything comes together for Mun-Kwang.

MUN-KWANG

Now I get it. You're all a family. A family that scams people together.

KI-WOO

It's not like that--

MUN-KWANG

I knew something was off when Yun was fired for no reason. You despicable--

CHUNG-SOOK

Listen, sis--

MUN-KWANG

I'm not your sister, you life-ruining bitch.

Mun-Kwang shows Chung-Sook her phone.

MUN-KWANG

Why don't I send this little video to Mrs. Park right now?

The video is already being prepped for transfer on her messenger app.

Ki-Woo and family are sweating. Ki-Tek, still a little tipsy from the whiskey, says quietly to Ki-Jung --

KI-TEK

There's probably no reception down here.

Ki-Jung looks at her phone.

KI-JUNG

Actually it's pretty good.

KI-TEK

Fuck.

KI-WOO

Please. We really need these jobs, and we went through a lot to get them. We're not scam artists. We're--

MUN-KWANG

(cutting him off)

Shut up! I don't give a shit! I don't care if we all go to prison. I'll fucking end everything right here!

KI-TEK

SHUT UP!!!!

Ki-Tek thunders loudly, silencing everyone in the room. Ki-Woo frowns and covers his ears.

KI-TEK

Are you crazy, lady!

Mun-Kwang is puzzled by Ki-Tek's random outburst.

KI-TEK

Imagine how upset the Parks would be if they saw the video. (screaming) They are nice people! And they've shown nothing but kindness! Why would you do that to them!

MUN-KWANG

What the--

KI-TEK

Erase it. Now. If you erase it-- (burps) Then we can talk. Then I will consider your demands--

He seems to be doing the method-acting thing, playing 'scary Ki-Tek,' but no one's really buying. He's making zero sense. They all just look around.

MUN-KWANG

(to Chung-Sook)

What's wrong with your husband?

CHUNG-SOOK

(sighs)

I apologize on his behalf. Now let's all calm down--

Kun-Sae is watching the drama unfold when he suddenly loses balance and nearly falls. He's still weak.

Mun-Kwang sticks her phone out like a gun as she grabs Kun-Sae --

MUN-KWANG

Back off! Or I'm going to hit send!

Ki-Tek and family flinch. They slowly back off.

MUN-KWANG

Let's get you upstairs. You need some fresh air.

KUN-SAE

(laughs)

Sounds good.

MUN-KWANG

All of you go upstairs and stay in one place. If you move one inch out of my sight, I'm hitting send!

It's pouring outside. Kun-Sae is lying facedown on the large sofa, and Mun-Kwang is on top giving him a massage.

Ki-Tek and crew are kneeling in the corner with their arms raised.

KUN-SAE

It's funny. Your phone. It's like a nuclear button.

MUN-KWANG

What are you talking about?

KUN-SAE

They all hide their tails when you say you'll press the button.

(laughs)

You're like North Korea. The phone is Kim Jong-Un's nuke!

Mun-Kwang sits up straight like a military cadet.

MUN-KWANG

(North Korean accent)

Upon seeing the atrocious acts committed by the family of depraved bandits on mobile camera, our Dear Leader Kim Jong-Un determined to deliver fiery justice--

Out of nowhere she starts impersonating a North Korean news anchor. Kun-Sae laughs like a little kid.

KUN-SAE

I missed your impressions.

MUN-KWANG

Ignoring the cowardly ruling of the United Nations Security Council, our Dear Leader announced that he would execute the family of delinquents by firing squad.

KUN-SAE

(laughing)

No one does commie impressions better than you. I love you, babe.

Ki-Tek and family stare at Mun-Kwang and Kun-Sae incredulously. Who are these people?

MUN-KWANG

What are you looking at! Keep your heads down!

They all look down.

Mun-Kwang starts recording with her cell phone again, panning from the family members to the scattered food and booze bottles on the floor.

MUN-KWANG

(CONT'D)

Scumbags. Look at this debauchery. This is how you treat the sublime living room created by the great Namgoong Hyunja?

Kun-Sae looks out at the garden.

KUN-SAE

A great living room it is... Remember, honey? How we would sit here when the weather was nice, looking out at the garden. So enchanting.

MUN-KWANG

It was. Park would be at work. The kids at school. Yon-Kyo would go out shopping, and the house would be so quiet. You would come up, and we would have tea together.

KUN-SAE

Yes. Royal Milk Tea.

MUN-KWANG

We would enjoy the view, listening to Rachmaninoff on the bluetooth speaker--

Mun-Kwang is lost in sweet reverie when --

Chung-Sook suddenly runs toward the sofa. Like a linebacker rushing a quarterback, she rams the sofa with her hefty frame --

Knocking Mun-Kwang off balance and making her drop the phone!

Immediately Ki-Tek dives after the phone --

While Mun-Kwang tries to retrieve it --

Then Ki-Woo lunges toward Mun-Kwang --

Then Kun-Sae after him --

And of course Ki-Jung has to jump after Kun-Sae.

Six bodies desperately intertwined. Twelve hands clawing. 60 fingers outstretched toward the phone.

The view from outside. Through the thick curtain of rain, we see six people, none of whom actually live in the house, chaotically brawling inside. A surreal sight. The rain drowns out the sound.

Ki-Jung extracts herself from the melee and runs toward the kitchen.

Ki-Jung opens the fridge. She grabs a BLACK PLASTIC BAG from inside and runs back to the --

Mun-Kwang has the phone back, but it's far from over. Chung-Sook is choking her from behind, and Ki-Woo is beside her trying to pry the phone away. We see Ki-Tek wrestling Kun-Sae nearby.

Ki-Jung rushes back to the living room with the black bag. She pours the contents -- A DOZEN OR SO PEACHES -- over Mun-Kwang's head!

Mun-Kwang screams.

Ki-Jung picks up one of the peaches and squashes it against Mun-Kwang's face.

MUN-KWANG

AAAAH!!

Mun-Kwang sticks her tongue out and starts coughing violently. She rolls on the floor, clutching her swollen throat, allowing --

Ki-Woo to snatch her phone.

At the same time Ki-Tek subdues Kun-Sae, and the family seem to have everything under control. Until --

The LIVING ROOM PHONE begins to ring.

Chung-Sook checks her cell phone. She sees several missed calls from "Mrs. Park." Shit.

When the landline continues to ring, the family members silence Mun-Kwang and Kun-Sae by covering their mouths.

Chung-Sook answers the phone.

CHUNG-SOOK

(into the phone)

Hel--lo?

YON-KYO

(PHONE)

You're there! You know how to make japaguri, right? Spicy jajang udon?

CHUNG-SOOK

(into the phone)

Japaguri?

YON-KYO

(into the phone)

It's Da-Song's favorite. If you start cooking now, it'll be ready by the time we get there. There's some Prime flank steak in the fridge so you should put that in too.

Rain batters the Mercedes. Da-Song is in the backseat with his eyes closed. He looks pissed. He's taken Da-Hae's reality-canceling headphones and is wearing them over his ears.

Yon-Kyo glances back from the passenger seat.

YON-KYO

(CONT'D)

(into the phone; quiet)

It was complete hell. The stream at the campsite flooded and we had to pack up our tents, but Da-Song just refused to leave. He was crying and yelling--

(sighs)

We barely got him in the car, and now we're on our way. I'm counting on the japaguri! It has to be ready!

CHUNG-SOOK

(pale)

So-- You're almost here?

YON-KYO

(PHONE)

Eight minutes, according to navigation.

CHUNG-SOOK

I see... Eight minutes.

Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung are completely aghast.

YON-KYO

(PHONE)

You should start now. You're the best!

Yon-Kyo hangs up.

The family members all look at each other blankly. What the fuck do we do?

The living room is still wildly littered with whiskey bottles, plates, peaches...

Chung-Sook closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

CHUNG-SOOK

(quiet)

What the hell is a japaguri?

KI-JUNG

Look it up. The recipe's online.

Ki-Woo is completely numb. He's just standing there, still out of breath from the fracas, when --

KI-JUNG

(CONT'D)

(to Ki-Woo)

What do we do?

KI-WOO

I don't know... This wasn't part of the plan.

They're all standing around when Ki-Tek suddenly twists Kun-Sae's arm. Ki-Tek has a manic glow about him. His eyes are bloodshot.

KUN-SAE

Ow!

KI-TEK

Move! Hurry!

At Ki-Tek's command, the family jump into action.

Ki-Jung starts clearing the bottles with lightning speed, and Ki-Tek drags Kun-Sae toward the basement.

Ki-Woo roughly pulls up Mun-Kwang. Her eyes are heavily swollen like she just went through ten rounds with Mike Tyson. She coughs incessantly as she is hauled away.

Chung-Sook is solely focused on the japaguri. She looks up the recipe while putting water on the stove. She rips open two packs of noodles -- jajang ramen and instant udon.

Ki-Tek pushes Kun-Sae down the stairs into the secret room. He's rough, scary. And it's not acting.

Even in this dire situation, Kun-Sae can't stop his laughing --

KUN-SAE

(laughing nervously)

You don't have to do this. Let's all sit down and talk.

Ki-Tek shuts Kun-Sae up by throwing him on the floor. Ki-Tek then looks through the miscellaneous crap in the room and finds a power cord. He is tying Kun-Sae with it when --

Ki-Woo rushes down the stairs with Mun-Kwang. He also looks for something to tie Mun-Kwang with. She's barely breathing and is only half-conscious.

KI-TEK

I'll take care of them. You go and help Ki-Jung.

KI-WOO

Okay.

Ki-Woo is still numb. He has no focus in his eyes. No longer the man with the plan. He just does as he's told. He hurries up the stairs.

Chung-Sook methodically lays out the ramen soup packets on the counter and starts cooking the flank steak.

Ki-Woo comes up from the basement. He runs past her and goes into the --

Where Ki-Jung is kicking foods and plates under the furniture. She moves fast, with purpose. Ki-Woo is looking at her blankly when --

He hears the Mercedes arriving in the garage.

He panics. He sees Da-Hae's yellow journal on top of the coffee table and picks it up. He hurries up to the second floor.

Chung-Sook stirs the noodles with great speed. She soon hears the Park family walking up the garage stairs.

Ki-Jung stops everything and picks up the remaining peaches. She hides under the large coffee table.

A disgruntled Da-Song appears first and stalks across the living room.

From under the coffee table, Ki-Jung sees --

Yon-Kyo running after Da-Song. She points to the kitchen.

YON-KYO

Da-Song! Look what Chung-Sook made! It's japaguri, your favorite!

Da-Song ignores the steaming bowl of japaguri and walks up the stairs.

An equally pissed Da-Hae comes up behind him and snatches the headphones off his ears. She stomps ahead of him.

Ki-Woo closes the box of journals and puts the combination lock back on. He quickly hides under the bed.

Da-Hae walks inside moments later and throws herself on the bed. The bottom of the mattress sinks and nearly touches Ki-Woo's nose.

Da-Hae turns up the volume on her phone. Music escapes from her headphones.

Ki-Tek finishes tying Kun-Sae and moves onto Mun-Kwang. She's still hyperventilating, and her eyes are swollen shut. Ki-Tek approaches with the cord when --

Mun-Kwang suddenly gets up and shoves Ki-Tek to the side. She runs up the stairs.

Ki-Tek chases her.

Yon-Kyo gives up on talking to Da-Song. She walks down to the kitchen where Chung-Sook is waiting with the japaguri.

At the same time, Chung-Sook sees Mun-Kwang running up from the storage basement. With the pot still in her hands, she swiftly turns toward the door and --

POW! -- Kicks Mun-Kwang in the face!

Mun-Kwang tumbles down and slams her head hard on one of the steps. Looks like at least a concussion.

Ki-Tek witnesses the fall from below and gasps.

Yon-Kyo walks into the kitchen, having missed the devastating kick by a mere millisecond. She sits at the dining table.

YON-KYO

This is ridiculous. You should eat this.

CHUNG-SOOK

Oh, thank you...

YON-KYO

Wait. No. I'll give it to Dong-Ik. You put the steak in, right?

Chung-Sook is too worried about Mun-Kwang to be annoyed by Yon-Kyo's flip-flopping. She looks down at the bottom of stairs where --

Mun-Kwang lies unconscious with her head rammed into the wall. Ki-Tek soon drags her out of sight.

Ki-Tek pulls Mun-Kwang's limp body through the steel door that leads to the secret room. He slides the cabinet back in place to cover the entrance.

He sees that Mun-Kwang is unconscious and starts panicking. He slaps her in the face. He's relieved when Mun-Kwang lets out a weak moan.

Ki-Tek starts tying her with a cord when he hears a strange noise coming from below. He rushes down the stairs to see --

Kun-Sae, arms still tied, banging his head against a series of electrical switches on the wall. A truly bizarre sight.

KI-TEK

What the hell are you doing?

KUN-SAE

Mr. Park is home. This is my welcome home ritual.

Above Kun-Sae, Ki-Tek sees a tall, open space. The hollow area beneath the garage stairs. We hear Dong-Ik's FOOTSTEPS heading up to the living room.

Kun-Sae continues to bang on the switches. Ki-Tek sees that the lines from the switches go all the way up to the entrance.

KUN-SAE

(CONT'D)

What are you staring at? I do this everyday.

As Dong-Ik walks up from the garage, the lights above him blink one by one, in sequence. That's when we realize --

The MOTION-SENSOR LIGHTS that we noticed throughout the film weren't motion-sensor lights after all. It was Kun-Sae's 'performance' welcoming Dong-Ik home.

YON-KYO

Babe, have some japaguri. I put some steak in.

DONG-IK

(shakes his head)

No thanks. I'm going up to take a shower.

Kun-Sae sings a silly, improvised song as he gleefully bangs the switches with his forehead --

KUN-SAE

(singing)

Welcome back, what a hard day you must have had at work / Welcome back, Mr. Park we love you so much

YON-KYO

(re: lights)

That sensor is all bonkers.

Yon-Kyo talks to Chung-Sook as she shoves japaguri and flank steak in her mouth. She looks up.

YON-KYO

(CONT'D)

I guess there are still some things you need to learn about us. You think we're weird right?

(slurps ramen)

We go out of our way to indulge Da-Song. Treat him like some kind of crown prince.

CHUNG-SOOK

Not at all--

YON-KYO

You have to understand. Da-Song needs special care. He's... not well. We've been helping him with trauma therapy and art therapy. You see, he went through a traumatic event when he was little.

CHUNG-SOOK

What kind of--

YON-KYO

Do you believe in ghosts?

CHUNG-SOOK

Ghosts?

YON-KYO

When Da-Song was in first grade, he saw a ghost.

Yon-Kyo tells the story as she noisily slurps her ramen.

Chung-Sook's spine tingles. A creepy silence surrounds the kitchen.

Ki-Jung listens intently from under the coffee table.

YON-KYO

(CONT'D)

That year we threw him a big birthday party at home. At night, when we were all asleep, Da-Song snuck back down to the kitchen because he couldn't stop thinking about the cake. You see, the fresh cream on that cake was just divine.

CHUNG-SOOK

Right.

YON-KYO

He was crouched over there in front of the refrigerator, eating cake with his fingers when --

Chung-Sook is riveted.

YON-KYO

(CONT'D)

He saw something. Over there. In the living room window. A dark figure--

CHUNG-SOOK

(spooked)

In the garden?

YON-KYO

No, in the kitchen.

Yon-Kyo points to the living room window.

YON-KYO

(CONT'D)

See? You can see the kitchen reflected in the window.

CHUNG-SOOK

My goodness.

YON-KYO

He saw a dark figure looking over his shoulders. A ghost.

As CAMERA WHIP PANS to the living room window, we transition to a --

We see the kitchen reflected in the living room window. Da-Song is sitting on the floor plowing into his cake.

We see a DARK FIGURE behind Da-Song. The ghost. He just stands there, watching Da-Song eat.

YON-KYO

(CONT'D)

I heard a scream and rushed down the stairs.

(tears building)

When I found him, his eyes were rolled back, and he was foaming at the mouth, shaking uncontrollably --

CHUNG-SOOK

Oh my gosh.

YON-KYO

Have you seen a child going through a seizure? It's awful. If you don't perform first aid in the first fifteen minutes, it's over. You have to take him to the hospital as soon as you can.

Yon-Kyo shakes off the memories and returns to her ditzy self.

YON-KYO

(CONT'D)

Dong-Ik was away on a business trip, and I was all by myself. Anyway, after that horrible experience, we've tried to go away for his birthday every year. Last year we went to my parents' house. This year, camping--

She angrily tosses her noodles.

YON-KYO

(CONT'D)

Now it's all gone to crap.

CHUNG-SOOK

I see.

Chung-Sook realizes who the ghost was but keeps mum.

YON-KYO

Dong-Ik doesn't take it seriously. Growing pains, he says. And he says living in a haunted house actually brings good fortune. Good for business or something.

(slurps ramen)

You know what though? Business has been very good these past few years. It's funny--

As Yon-Kyo rambles on --

CAMERA MOVES IN on Da-Song's drawing on the wall. It focuses on the "schizophrenia zone." We see the dark, ambiguous shape drawn in it.

The shape, which vaguely resembles the ghost, MATCH CUTS TO --

Kun-Sae's dark face staring back at Ki-Tek.

Ki-Tek looks at the numerous notes and drawings covering the walls. He sees photos and magazine interviews of Namgoong Hyunja and Dong-Ik. A record of Kun-Sae's devolving mind.

Ki-Tek feels like he's in the twilight zone.

KI-TEK

God... I can't believe you lived here for so long. I guess you had no choice...

KUN-SAE

Plenty of people live underground. More if you count semi-underground apartments!

Kun-Sae laughs.

KI-TEK

So what was your plan? You didn't even have one, did you?

KUN-SAE

(laughing)

I like it here. It almost feels like I grew up here. This might as well be my official address.

Kun-Sae rambles on incoherently, his eyes glazed and out of focus.

Ki-Tek starts getting scared.

KUN-SAE

(CONT'D)

Please. You have to let me stay here.

Ki-Tek finds a roll of duct tape among the mess and starts ripping off a piece.

KUN-SAE

(CONT'D)

Please. Talk to my wife. We don't have to fight.

(looking around)

Where did she go? She didn't mean what she said. The woman really has a heart of gold. She stood by me the whole time I was in here. Four long years--

Ki-Tek tapes Kun-Sae's mouth shut. He then goes to stairs and tapes Mun-Kwang's mouth as well. As he does, he feels something wet behind her head. BLOOD.

Ki-Tek's head spins when he sees the blood on his fingertips. He runs up the stairs.

Ki-Tek shuts the steel door and ties the handle with wires. He then pushes the cabinet back in place, sealing off the secret doorway. Breathing heavily, he looks up at the thin bar of light coming from the kitchen.

We're on Ki-Woo's stunned face. He is face to face with --

JUNIE, who is poking his head under the mattress, having found Ki-Woo.

Da-Hae looks down at Junie from the bed. She becomes curious when she sees the dog wagging his tail with his head buried under the bed. She bends over to see what it is when --

She hears Yon-Kyo walking up the stairs. She immediately springs back up. Picking up Junie, she walks out to the --

Where she confronts Yon-Kyo.

DA-HAE

You're unbelievable.

YON-KYO

What?

DA-HAE

You didn't even ask me. I like japaguri too.

Yon-Kyo wipes her mouth.

YON-KYO

I just--

DA-HAE

Da-Song didn't want it so you offered it to Chung-Sook. Then you gave it to Dad. Then instead of asking me, you decided to eat it all by yourself. What, I didn't cross your mind?

Da-Hae and Yon-Kyo bicker down the hall, soon disappearing from our sight.

Through Da-Hae's open door, we see Ki-Woo slowly emerging from under the bed. He checks the hallway before tiptoeing over to the stairs, where he sees --

Chung-Sook waving at him from below 'Come down.' Chung-Sook also gestures toward the basement stairs from which --

Ki-Tek carefully walks out. Once they're all together they start toward the --

The family quietly crosses the living room toward the garage entrance. They stop. They make a quick detour to the coffee table where Ki-Jung is still hiding.

They are helping her out from under the table when they suddenly hear --

FOOTSTEPS thundering down the stairs. Fast.

Ki-Jung hides under the table again. Having nowhere to go, Ki-Woo and Ki-Tek also crawl underneath.

Chung-Sook turns to see --

Da-Song running down the stairs, dressed in a raincoat. He's wearing a backpack and also has the folded TEEPEE strapped across his shoulders.

CHUNG-SOOK

Da-Song! Slow down!

Dangling all kinds of camping gear over his raincoat, Da-Song storms through the living room and heads to the garden. He opens the glass door and jumps out into the pouring rain.

He then starts building the teepee in the middle of the yard. He's quick, efficient. A true Scout.

Yon-Kyo and Dong-Ik yell at Da-Song as they rush down the stairs.

YON-KYO

Da-Song! Are you crazy!

DONG-IK

Da-Song Park!

(laughs)

I can't believe this.

Yon-Kyo and Dong-Ik hesitate at the door, still in their pajamas. Chung-Sook brings two umbrellas, and they finally go out.

Da-Song has already finished setting up the teepee and is now working on the inside.

Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo and Ki-Jung attempt to make a run while Yon-Kyo and Dong-Ik are outside. They start wiggling their way out when --

Da-Hae comes running down the stairs.

They quickly wiggle back in.

DA-HAE

(English)

What the fuck is going on here?

Da-Hae watches her parents pleading with Da-Song in the rain. Pathetic. She shoots a video and sends it to none other than --

"Mr. Kevin" a.k.a. Ki-Woo

Whose phone VIBRATES just a few feet from her under the table. Ki-Woo quickly silences his phone.

Chung-Sook coughs to cover the sound. She glances over at Da-Hae to see if Da-Hae heard it too.

She did. Da-Hae looks around, confused.

Ki-Woo hurriedly switches his phone to silence mode. Ki-Tek and Ki-Jung do the same.

Da-Hae's text messages crowd Ki-Woo's screen --

/ SMH Da-Song's crazy raindance

/ I hate my brother

/ Totes saw this coming. Started losing his shit at camp

/ LMAO

/ I miss you

/ Me too

/ Selfie please

/ No

/ Why noooooooot

/ I'm with you right now

Da-Hae continues to exchange cringe-inducing love texts with Ki-Woo as she plops down on the sofa.

Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung nearly shriek when Da-Hae's wriggly feet come within inches of their faces.

Meanwhile Yon-Kyo and Dong-Ik give up on Da-Song and return to the living room.

Chung-Sook takes their umbrellas and hands them a couple of towels. She nervously looks over at the coffee table.

YON-KYO

(to Chung-Sook)

You should go sleep in the room. We'll stay here with Da-Song.

DONG-IK

(to Da-Hae)

You too. Stop looking at your phone and go to your room.

Without answering, Da-Hae gets up and stomps up the stairs, never looking up once from her phone.

Chung-Sook looks back at the living room with a worried face as she goes to the kitchen.

Yon-Kyo and Dong-Ik sit down on the sofa, now directly facing Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung.

Dong-Ik presses the button on his walkie-talkie.

DONG-IK

(CONT'D)

(into the radio)

Dad to Da-Song, Dad to Da-Song. Currently standing by in the living room. I'll be here all night so call me if there's an emergency.

DA-SONG

(RADIO)

Copy that. Over and out.

Da-Song's voice on the radio sounds excited. He got his wish after all. Dong-Ik lets out a weak laugh.

DONG-IK

This is incredible. You don't think the teepee will leak, do you?

YON-KYO

(sighs)

I bought it directly from an American vendor. I think it should be okay.

DONG-IK

Your son is quite unpredictable. Never easy, I'll say.

Yon-Kyo feels like it's her fault.

YON-KYO

He's been getting better... Look. Signing him up for the Cub Scouts definitely paid off. See how fast he set up that tent.

Outside the window, the teepee lights up. Lanterns are lit inside, one after another.

It's picturesque. The teepee, emitting a pleasant orange glow. Against the backdrop of beautiful trees. Seen through the shimmering veil of pouring rain.

Dong-Ik turns off the living room lights and places a few cushions on Yon-Kyo's side.

DONG-IK

Let's just sleep here on the sofa tonight. We'll be able to see the tent from here.

YON-KYO

That sounds good. That way we can keep an eye on Da-Song.

Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung turn ashen. They're fucked.

Dong-Ik lies down in the spooning position behind Yon-Kyo. It's quite romantic. Both of them in their pajamas. Tightly snuggled up on the sofa.

DONG-IK

Hold on.

(sniffs)

I know that smell.

YON-KYO

What?

DONG-IK

This is Mr. Kim's smell.

YON-KYO

Mr. Kim? Are you sure?

(sniffs)

I don't know what you're talking about.

Dong-Ik and Yon-Kyo both sniff the air.

Ki-Tek becomes nervous. He smells his T-shirt.

DONG-IK

I guess you don't know. I sit behind him every day so I know the smell.

YON-KYO

Like poor people smell?

DONG-IK

No. It's not that strong. It's more like a subtle aroma that seeps into the air--

YON-KYO

Like old people smell?

DONG-IK

No, no. How should I put it-- Maybe the smell of an old radish pickle? Or that smell when you're washing a dirty rag?

Ki-Tek tries his best to keep a straight face under the table.

DONG-IK

(CONT'D)

I mean I like his driving. And the man never crosses the line.

Sometimes he teeters very close, but he never actually crosses it. That's all great. But that smell. It definitely crosses the line.

(laughs)

It just creeps into the backseat and surrounds you--

YON-KYO

You think that's what Da-Song was talking about?

DONG-IK

It's hard to explain. I smell it when I ride the subway sometimes.

YON-KYO

I haven't ridden the subway in forever.

DONG-IK

There's this unique smell that subway commuters have--

Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung can do nothing but silently take hit after hit. Ki-Tek is completely expressionless.

On the sofa, Dong-Ik slowly slides up his hand and caresses Yon-Kyo's breasts over her pajama top.

YON-KYO

(quiet)

What are you doing?

DONG-IK

It feels like we're in the backseat of a car, doesn't it?

Dong-Ik sounds like a horny high school boy. He puts his hand inside Yon-Kyo's pajama top and continues fondling her.

Yon-Kyo looks up at the kitchen and the stairs to make sure no one is watching. She closes her eyes and gives in to pleasure.

YON-KYO

(moaning)

Clockwise.

Dong-Ik moves his hand as instructed. It starts migrating below Yon-Kyo's navel. Their bodies grow closer. Breathing becomes labored.

DONG-IK

Do you have a pair of really cheap panties?

YON-KYO

Cheap panties?

DONG-IK

Those panties that Yun left behind. Something like that. Real cheap and tacky.

Dong-Ik's hand slips inside Yon-Kyo's underwear. He makes it 'vibrate' like a sex toy.

Yon-Kyo's lips part from pleasure. She gasps.

YON-KYO

No, I don't have-- something so crude.

DONG-IK

I must be a pervert. I get hard thinking about those cheap, trashy pair of underpants.

YON-KYO

Where would I find something so-- horrendous.

(gasps)

Down.

Ki-Jung tries to keep a cool face as the rich couple continue to malign her underwear.

Ki-Tek's face is dark. He's more humiliated than she is.

Meanwhile Yon-Kyo is pushed closer toward climax by the underpants talk. She bites her lips but is hardly able to suppress her moans. Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung hear everything under the table.

A heavy fatigue comes over Ki-Tek's face. Time passes slowly.

Hiding in the dark kitchen, Chung-Sook looks over at the living room where the Parks are now sleeping. She sends a text --

/ They're passed out

/ Move out 1 by 1

Under the table, Ki-Tek receives the text. He signals Ki-Jung to go first. She slides out and starts crawling toward the garage stairs. Ki-Woo goes next. Once they are safely across, they wait for Ki-Tek.

Ki-Tek is slowly making his way when --

A STRONG BEAM OF LIGHT suddenly penetrates the living room. A flashlight. Ki-Tek quickly flattens himself on the floor. The light searches the living room before settling on Yon-Kyo and Dong-Ik on the sofa.

The rain is still heavy. We see Da-Song poking his head out, shining his flashlight at Yon-Kyo and Dong-Ik in the living room.

He turns glum when he sees them sleeping. He angrily waves the flashlight, trying to wake them up.

Ki-Tek curls into a tight ball to avoid the wildly roaming light. He is slowly inching toward the stairs when --

The T-667 WALKIE-TALKIE on the coffee table crackles to life. We hear Da-Song's voice through the fuzz --

DA-SONG (RADIO)

Mayday! Mayday! Dad, come in!

Ki-Tek freezes. There's nowhere to hide. He can only close his eyes and hope he doesn't get discovered. Dong-Ik wakes up and picks up the walkie-talkie. He looks out the window and sees the flashlight blinking inside the tent.

DONG-IK

(into the radio)

What is it?

YON-KYO

Is that Da-Song ? What's going on?

Yon-Kyo and Dong-Ik are too concerned with Da-Song to notice Ki-Tek hunched over in the dark merely a few feet away.

DA-SONG (RADIO)

I can't go to sleep. Over.

Dong-Ik and Yon-Kyo can't help but laugh.

DONG-IK

(into the radio)

So come inside! Let's all go to sleep in our comfy beds.

DA-SONG (RADIO)

No!

The transmission cuts out. Dong-Ik and Yon-Kyo laugh and sigh. Back to the sofa it is. They return to sleep.

When all is quiet, Ki-Tek starts moving again.

Ki-Tek flips up the door switch before quickly flipping it back down. The garage door goes up about one-and-a-half feet before stopping.

Ki-Jung and Ki-Woo hold their breath. Did anyone in the house hear the door?

When they don't hear anything, they crawl through the narrow opening and walk out into the rain. Ki-Tek presses the 'down' switch and slips through the crack before it completely closes.

HIGH ON the surveillance camera above the gate, the severed wires dangling below. RACK FOCUS TO REVEAL --

Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung sneaking out of the house and walking down the empty road. Rain pours as they make their way down the winding road.

Ki-Tek and the kids trudge silently through the rain. They're walking on the side of a gloomy four-lane road, no longer in the nice part of town. They don't bother going into a store to buy an umbrella. They don't bother hailing a cab. They just walk, their faces steeped in anguish.

We look down on a hillside neighborhood. A different hillside view. Working class. Illuminated by the lights of low-income apartments. The gates of poverty.

Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung stop under an overpass, out of breath. We see them as silhouettes.

KI-JUNG

(panting)

So what did you do?

KI-TEK

What are you talking about?

KI-JUNG

The basement.

KI-TEK

I tied them up so they can't come out.

KI-JUNG

What are we going to do?

Ki-Tek is silent.

KI-JUNG (CONT'D)

What do we do now? What's the goddamn plan?

Ki-Tek doesn't have one. Rain drowns the silence.

Ki-Woo, still in a daze, mumbles to himself --

KI-WOO

What would Min-Hyuk do?

KI-JUNG

Min-Hyuk wouldn't have gotten himself in this mess in the first place!

Ki-Jung is about to lash out further when Ki-Tek calmly steps forward.

KI-TEK

Calm down. Both of you.

Ki-Jung seethes.

KI-TEK (CONT'D)

We made it out of that house, didn't we?

KI-WOO

We did.

KI-TEK

No one else knows about what happened in the house. Am I right?

Ki-Jung nods.

KI-TEK (CONT'D)

So as far as I'm concerned nothing happened in there. Do you understand?

Ki-Tek sounds like a real father. Firm. Reassuring.

Ki-Jung actually listens to him.

KI-TEK (CONT'D)

I know what I'm doing. Daddy has a plan. So you two just erase everything that happened today from your memory.

KI-JUNG

Okay.

Ki-Woo nods.

KI-TEK

Let's go home and wash up.

With that, Ki-Tek steps back into the rain. Ki-Woo and Ki-Jung follow.

UNSETTLING MUSIC creeps in over the rain.

Ki-Tek, Ki-Woo, and Ki-Jung walk through the relentless downpour, passing shabby, low-rent buildings. They hear SHOUTING, SIRENS in the distance. They turn the corner to see --

A completely flooded alley! All the roads leading to their apartment are covered in knee-deep water. Total pandemonium. Sewage backflows. A SEMI-BASEMENT RESIDENT scoops water out of his apartment with a bucket.

Ki-Tek stares in horror. He hurries toward the apartment. Ki-Woo and Ki-Jung splash in after him.

Ki-Tek has to use great strength to open the door. He steps inside to see brown flood water pouring in through the window. The water is already up to his chest.

His foot touches something, and he reaches into the dirty water to pick up --

A live KING CRAB flailing its legs.

Ki-Tek stares at the crab. It's too surreal. His home has become an underwater habitat. He throws the crab away. His face fills with despair.

Meanwhile Ki-Woo crosses toward the window. He tries to close it to stop further flooding when --

KI-WOO

Ow!

He feels a shock of electricity as soon as he touches it. He quickly withdraws his hand.

KI-TEK

Were you shocked? Don't touch it! Don't touch the windows! Just get what you need!

Ki-Jung pries the door open and trudges toward the toilet, which is spewing shit water like an Icelandic geyser.

Ki-Jung barely closes the lid and climbs on top. She opens a square panel on the ceiling and reaches in to find --

A PACK OF CIGARETTES AND A LIGHTER that she had hidden there. We see a few folded bills stashed in the cellophane wrap.

Ki-Jung lights a cigarette amidst the raging flood. The surging sewage lifts her toilet seat up and down.

Ki-Woo is going around packing a few essentials into a GRAY BAG when -- Something touches his foot in the water. He bends over and reaches into the murky depths, eventually finding --

The VIEWING STONE that Min-Hyuk gave the family as a gift.

Ki-Woo pants heavily as he hugs the rock. It's like he just found a precious treasure.

Over the image of the stone veiled by the hazy, undulating water, DARK MUSIC begins to play.

Kun-Sae is facing away from Mun-Kwang, straining to remove the tape off her mouth with his tied-up hands. Mun-Kwang sweats profusely and falls in and out of consciousness. When Kun-Sae finally rips off the tape --

Mun-Kwang jumps up and staggers toward the toilet.

Kun-Sae watches in horror as she throws up into the bowl.

KUN-SAE

(through tape)

Mmm-mmmm! (Mun-Kwang!)

Mun-Kwang moans. She's in a lot of pain. She gets up and starts toward Kun-Sae but loses her balance.

Kun-Sae throws himself to catch her, but she falls flat on the floor.

MUN-KWANG

Vomiting is a symptom of--

Kun-Sae screams something to Mun-Kwang, but his cries are muffled by the tape on his mouth. They're heard as primal, animalistic grunts.

MUN-KWANG (CONT'D)

It's supposed to be a symptom of --

Kun-Sae stares helplessly.

MUN-KWANG (CONT'D)

(weak)

Honey-- (laughs) Chung-Sook. She-- That bitch kicked me in the face--

Mun-Kwang laughs like her husband, mumbling incoherently. Her voice dwindles. She's near the end. She curls up in the corner next to the toilet.

Kun-Sae shouts through the tape. He wails painfully like a hurt beast. The scream continues over to --

The water is now up to Ki-Tek's chin. He stands at the entrance and looks back at the apartment like a captain taking one last look at his sinking ship.

The water inside has merged with the floodwater on the street and has formed a continuous brown ocean extending throughout the neighborhood.

UNNERVING MUSIC continues. A dark wave of water rolls over the screen and we CUT TO --

Inside the dark room, we find a crazed Kun-Sae banging on the wall switches with his bloody forehead. His face is a mask of sweat, blood, snot.

We see Mun-Kwang's lifeless body on the floor behind him.

Kun-Sae furiously bangs the switches with his head, overcome with pain and sorrow.

Da-Song unzips the tent and looks at the living room across the garden. He sees the lights blinking randomly in the front entrance.

He starts timing the blinks. He takes out his notebook and starts transcribing them as dots and dashes. He consults the MORSE CODE CHART in the back of his Cub Scout book but can't seem to make out any words.

CAMERA TRACKS IN on the lights as they blink more and more frantically. UNSETTLING MUSIC reaches a crescendo.

Filled with rows and rows of EVACUEES from flooded areas. Currently sleeping. The lights are off, and the gym is illuminated by the faint glow of daybreak.

Ki-Tek and the kids are among the Evacuees. Ki-Jung is completely knocked out. It's been a rough night. Ki-Woo tightly holds the viewing stone as he lies wide awake. His eyes are bloodshot.

KI-WOO

Hey, Dad.

KI-TEK

Hey...

KI-WOO

So--

Ki-Woo looks at Ki-Jung to make sure she is sleeping.

KI-WOO (CONT'D)

Your plan. What is it?

KI-TEK

What are you talking about?

KI-WOO

You said you had a plan. What are we going to do about-- (quiet) The basement.

Ki-Tek is silent for a long moment. His face is cold and emotionless.

KI-TEK

Do you want to know how you make a foolproof plan?

KI-WOO

How?

KI-TEK

Don't plan at all. Have no plan.

Ki-Woo, confused.

KI-TEK (CONT'D)

If you plan, something will always go wrong. That's life. (then) Look around. Do you think these people got up this morning and said "Tonight I'm going to sleep on a dirty floor with hundreds of strangers"? But look where they are now. Look where we are.

Ki-woo is hardly consoled.

KI-TEK (CONT'D)

That's why you should never plan. If you don't have a plan, you can't fail. You can't do anything wrong. Doesn't matter if you kill someone or commit fucking treason. Nothing fucking matters. You understand?

Ki-Tek talks quietly. There's a hostility in his voice. His face drips with fatigue.

Ki-Woo is scared. He's never seen his father like this. He hugs the rock more tightly.

KI-WOO

I'm sorry, Dad.

KI-TEK

For what?

KI-WOO

Everything. I'm going to make it right.

KI-TEK

Stop talking nonsense. (re: viewing stone) Why are you hugging that thing?

KI-WOO

This?

Ki-Woo looks down at the stone.

KI-WOO (CONT'D)

It wants to be with me.

Ki-Tek looks at Ki-Woo. He's acting strange.

KI-WOO (CONT'D)

It's true. It keeps following me.

KI-TEK

Get some sleep.

KI-WOO

(to himself)

I knew it was a sign when Min-Hyuk gave it to me. A symbolic gift...

Ki-Woo stares blankly ahead. We have no idea what he's thinking.

Sunlight fills the living room. Yon-Kyo walks up to the window and looks up at the marvelous sky. She sees the tent in the garden.

Dong-Ik slowly rises from the sofa behind her.

Dong-Ik walks over to the raindrop-covered teepee and carefully peeks inside --

Da-Song is finally asleep after the long and eventful night.

Dong-Ik smiles and gives the okay sign to Yon-Kyo in the living room.

YON-KYO

(into the phone)

Jessica! Sorry to call you so early on a Sunday. Are you free for lunch today? We're planning a surprise party for Da-Song.

Yon-Kyo is sitting at her vanity, chatting excitedly into her phone. It's on speaker.

A groggy Ki-Jung answers the phone. We see rows of people sleeping behind her.

KI-JUNG

(into the phone)

You're having a birthday party?

YON-KYO (PHONE)

Yes. Da-Song would be so thrilled to see you there.

YON-KYO

(into the phone)

The food will be amazing. Pasta, gratin, salmon steak... You know I'm an excellent chef, right? You have to come.

KI-JUNG (PHONE)

Sure...

YON-KYO

(into the phone)

You have to be here by one o'clock at the latest. And we'll count today as a lesson. (English) You know what I mean? (Korean) See you very soon!

Yon-Kyo lays down a barrage before abruptly hanging up.

We see Da-Hae standing behind Yon-Kyo. She looks over her mom's shoulders with twinkling eyes.

DA-HAE

Hey, Mom. The birthday party-- Should I invite Kevin?

YON-KYO

(turning back)

What an excellent idea! Why not? You call him.

DA-HAE

On it!

Da-Hae, ecstatic, runs to her room. As she does --

We see Dong-Ik coming up the stairs behind her. He walks into the master bedroom and throws himself on the bed. He crawls under the covers to go back to sleep.

Yon-Kyo calls him from the dressing room --

YON-KYO

Sleep, sleep. You had a long night. You need some more rest.

DONG-IK

Thanks. (yawns) Don't you have to do the rounds?

YON-KYO

Yep. Wine shop, bakery, florist, grocery store-- I'm on top of it. I already called Mr. Kim and told him to come early. I'm going to pay him extra for today.

DONG-IK

Perfect.

Dong-Ik gives her a thumbs up with his eyes closed.

Yon-Kyo smiles, pleased with Dong-Ik's approval. She opens the closet.

Evacuees surround a pile of SECOND-HAND CLOTHES, looking for something salvageable. Donations from a local organization. Ki-Jung looks frustrated. She doesn't see anything appropriate for the party.

She looks at Ki-Tek, who is also frantically digging through the pile with bloodshot eyes.

Behind them, Ki-Woo is still lying on the floor. He opens his eyes and looks at his phone --

"7 Missed Calls - Da-Hae"

Ki-Woo sits up and goes through Da-Hae's text messages. He puts the VIEWING STONE in the gray bag.

Chung-Sook busily prepares ingredients for the party. Her eyes are red. She hasn't slept at all.

A refreshed Yon-Kyo hops down the stairs and calls Chung-Sook out to the living room. She looks out at the sunny garden.

YON-KYO

I want you to go to the storage basement. We should have about ten party tables in there.

CHUNG-SOOK

Okay...

YON-KYO

Let's bring them all out. Clean them so they're bright and shiny. We'll set them up in a semi-circle around Da-Song's tent--

Yon-Kyo tries to show Chung-Sook with her hands. No, not quite right. Then --

YON-KYO (CONT'D)

Crane Formation! You know, right? The formation that General Yi Soon Shin famously used during the Battle of Hansan Island.

Chung-Sook's face says, 'How the fuck should I know." She quickly hides her expression.

YON-KYO (CONT'D)

Think of Da-Song's tent as a Japanese battleship. We'll surround it in a semi-circle, like the wings of a crane. The barbecue grill will go next to the tent--

Chung-Sook struggles to pull out the party tables from the faintly lit basement. She stops to take a breath. A chilling silence envelops the room.

Chung-Sook looks at the jar cabinet covering the secret door. She can almost hear Mun-Kwang and Kun-Sae's breathing coming from the other side. She stares at the cabinet for a long time.

An upscale food market. Organic produce beautifully displayed.

Ki-Tek is at the cash register bagging items as a CASHIER scans them.

Yon-Kyo is next to him talking on the phone.

YON-KYO

(laughing)

That sounds great. Bring your husband too! And please -- don't bring any gifts.

Yon-Kyo hands the Cashier her credit card.

YON-KYO (CONT'D)

I just want you to come and enjoy the food!

It seems like it's going to be a large-scale affair. Ki-Tek follows Yon-Kyo out with huge bags of fruits and vegetables.

Yon-Kyo's shrill laughter puts Ki-Tek on edge. He squints his bloodshot eyes.

YON-KYO (CONT'D)

(into the phone)

Come. You can take a break from cooking today. (nodding) Yes, of course. Daytime is the best time for vino! (laughs) Well, we'd be so grateful if you could sing a song at the party.

YON-KYO

(into the phone)

No dress code. It's just a casual affair. You can come in your pajamas if you want. (laughs) And please, no gifts. I just want you to come and enjoy. That'll be the best gift for us. (then) You have a Mini Cooper, right? Great. We can squeeze it in next to our car. It'll fit just fine.

Yon-Kyo talks on the phone as she walks past fancy vintage wines. She picks several out and gives them to Ki-Tek.

Ki-Tek's face grows dark as he follows Yon-Kyo with the heavy basket.

Chung-Sook is setting up the tables in the 'Crane Formation' around the tent. Da-Song is still sleeping inside. She is sweating and grunting away by herself when she sees --

A pajama-clad Dong-Ik walking toward the tent. He smiles awkwardly at Chung-Sook before checking inside the tent. He turns to Chung-Sook and puts a finger on his lips -- 'Shhhh.'

DONG-IK

(silent)

He's still sleeping.

Chung-Sook nods and proceeds quietly. It's hard to set up the bulky tables without making noise.

Dong-Ik scratches his belly as he returns to the house.

YON-KYO

(into the phone)

Did you see the sky today? Crystal clear. Zero air pollution. Rain washed it all away. Of course camping was a major fail because of the rain, but we get to have a garden party instead, yay! It was actually a blessing in disguise.

Yon-Kyo is jabbering away when she suddenly smells something and holds her nose. Ki-Tek's scent must have drifted her way.

Ki-Tek sees Yon-Kyo covering her nose through the rearview mirror. It bothers him.

Yon-Kyo rolls down the window slightly.

YON-KYO (CONT'D)

I almost forgot. Please please please don't bring any presents. You have to promise.

The sun shines brightly on the garden. PARTY GUESTS sit around tables decorated with flowers. Chung-Sook busily shuttles food from the kitchen.

Some of the Guests have already finished the bottles of wine at their table. People are having a good time.

We see the party downstairs through Da-Hae's window. Colorful GIFT BOXES are stacked high in front of Da-Song's teepee.

Ki-Woo looks out the window with a blank expression. Da-Hae stands beside him, staring.

DA-HAE

You were somewhere else, weren't you?

KI-WOO

What?

DA-HAE

When we were kissing just now. You were somewhere else. Right?

KI-WOO

No...

DA-HAE

Stop lying. You're still thinking about something else.

Ki-Woo sees the crowd mingling effortlessly in the garden --

A KID taking pictures with his Leica, a WOMAN passionately explaining something to other Guests with a bottle of wine in her hand, a MALE GUEST chopping firewood next to the grill and looking utterly cool doing it. Everyone looks genuinely happy.

KI-WOO

(re: Guests)

They're all so gorgeous. Even though they had to come at the last minute. So cool. Laid back.

Da-Hae looks puzzled.

KI-WOO (CONT'D)

Da-Hae.

DA-HAE

Yeah?

KI-WOO

Do I look like I belong here?

DA-HAE

What do you mean?

KI-WOO

Do I look like I belong in this house?

Da-Hae has no idea why he's asking.

Ki-Woo, still numb, pads over to the desk where his bag is.

DA-HAE

Where are you going?

KI-WOO

I need to go downstairs.

DA-HAE

Stay. Let's hang out.

KI-WOO

I need to go down.

DA-HAE

Those people are boring.

Da-Hae hugs Ki-Woo tightly.

DA-HAE (CONT'D)

Just stay with me.

KI-WOO

(sotto)

Not there. Further down.

With a grim face, Ki-Woo removes the suiseki from his bag.

DA-HAE

Whoa. What is that thing?

Dong-Ik and Ki-Tek hide behind the trees where the Guests can't see them, dressed as NATIVE AMERICANS.

Dong-Ik puts feathers and other finishing touches on Ki-Tek's costume.

DONG-IK

I can't believe we're doing this. Look at us. A couple of middle-aged men, wearing silly costumes--

KI-TEK

It's fine...

Dong-Ik and Ki-Tek both laugh awkwardly.

Ki-Tek looks exhausted. It's been a nonstop shitshow since yesterday -- the flood, the evacuation center, spending the morning as Yon-Kyo's shopping assistant, and now the elaborate role-playing. He just stands there, limply holding the toy axe.

DONG-IK

I'm really sorry, Mr. Kim. Mrs. Park made me do this. I didn't have a choice. (then) It's really simple. There's going to be a cake ceremony, and Jessica, the art teacher, is going to bring out the cake. She's walking, walking, walking, she's going to present the cake-- Then we appear from the trees swinging our axes, ambushing her! Because, you know, we're the bad guys.

KI-TEK

Sure.

DONG-IK

At that moment, Da-Song, the good Indian, attacks us with his axe. A battle ensues, and Da-Song heroically saves Ms. Jessica and the cake! Everybody applauds. You get the idea. I know it's ridiculous.

Dong-Ik laughs again.

KI-TEK

I guess Mrs. Park enjoys throwing parties.

DONG-IK

I suppose she does. She put a lot of effort into Da-Song's birthday this year.

KI-TEK

How thoughtful of her. And you too.

Dong-Ik senses a tone in Ki-Tek's voice.

KI-TEK (CONT'D)

What can you do, I guess. You love them, right?

Ki-Tek doesn't hide the sarcasm, and Dong-Ik notices. Tension rises between them.

DONG-IK

Mr. Kim, you're technically working today, aren't you?

KI-TEK

Yes, sir.

DONG-IK

Then just think of this as part of the job.

Dong-Ik avoids Ki-Tek's eyes as he puts another feather on Ki-Tek's headband.

KI-TEK

Mr. Park. I think you went over the line.

DONG-IK

What did you say?

KI-TEK

No. I mean this.

Dong-Ik sees that one of the feathers was pushed too far. The tip is poking out from the bottom of the headband. He still can't shake the feeling that Ki-Tek was talking about a different 'line.'

Ki-Tek pushes up the errant feather with his finger.

Chung-Sook sets up the buffet table according to Yon-Kyo's reference picture. A FOREIGN CHEF is behind her marinating barbecue meat. When he finishes and takes the meat out to the garden --

Ki-Jung carefully approaches Chung-Sook.

KI-JUNG

(whispering)

Have you been down there?

CHUNG-SOOK

No, I've been too busy.

KI-JUNG

Shouldn't we try to talk to them? Try to reach an agreement.

CHUNG-SOOK

I think so too. We all got too emotional yesterday.

Ki-Jung looks around before saying --

KI-JUNG

I'll go down there and see how they're doing.

Chung-Sook nods. From under the table, she takes out a LARGE PARTY PLATTER filled with various foods.

CHUNG-SOOK

Here. Take this with you. I made it for them just in case. They'll be more willing to talk if their stomachs are full.

Ki-Jung nods. She takes the platter and adds a few more meatballs from the buffet table. She is about to go down to the basement when --

She hears Yon-Kyo's high-pitched laughter coming from the living room.

YON-KYO (O.S.)

Jessica! I was looking for you! What are you doing there? Come out here.

Ki-Jung slowly puts the platter down behind her.

Chung-Sook quickly escapes, taking more food out to the garden.

Yon-Kyo comes in and pulls Ki-Jung out to the --

Where she shows Ki-Jung a GOURMET CREAM CAKE sitting on the coffee table.

YON-KYO (CONT'D)

This cake is very symbolic. It has a therapeutic significance, you know, related to Da-Song's trauma. I want you to bring it out, Jessica. It has to be you. It'll be the highlight of the day!

As Yon-Kyo and Ki-Jung admire the cake --

We see Ki-Woo quietly walking down the stairs, out of focus in the background. He has the GRAY BAG over his shoulder. He enters the kitchen and walks down to the storage basement.

Ki-Woo pushes the jar cabinet to the side, revealing the dark steel door behind it. He unties the tightly wrapped wires and opens the door. He walks down one step at a time, holding up his cell phone flashlight.

The room is pitch black. Once he reaches the bottom of the stairs, Ki-Woo removes the viewing stone from the gray bag. His hands tremble, and he starts breathing faster. With his cell phone flashlight tucked in his breast pocket, he carefully makes his way in, eventually finding --

A tied-up Mun-Kwang fallen next to the toilet.

Ki-Woo swallows nervously. His legs grow weak and his eyes brim with tears as he slowly walks up to Mun-Kwang's head.

He raises the stone to strike Mun-Kwang but --

He can't do it.

He just stands there, face covered in snot and tears, shaking uncontrollably, when --

We notice a CIRCULAR OBJECT 'floating' behind Ki-Woo. A NOOSE. Kun-Sae has untied his cord and formed a noose with it. He slowly brings it above Ki-Woo's head.

Ki-Woo is oblivious. He continues to sob and shudder. He finally feels something behind him and looks up but --

Too late. Kun-Sae quickly wraps the noose around Ki-Woo's neck and tightens it! Ki-Woo struggles. The viewing stone drops and hits his foot, which causes him to further lose his balance. He is dragged across the floor by Kun-Sae.

We can only see Kun-Sae's maniacal eyes in the darkness as he strangles Ki-Woo.

Ki-Woo thrashes violently. He can't breathe and his eyes are ready to roll back.

Kun-Sae picks up the viewing stone and raises it to deliver the final blow. He swings it mightily at Ki-Woo's head, but --

Ki-Woo turns and avoids it at the last moment. Ki-Woo runs up the stairs, cord still dangling from his neck.

Kun-Sae chases Ki-Woo with the stone.

Ki-Woo has just made it past the jar cabinet when --

Kun-Sae grabs the cord dragging behind Ki-Woo and pulls it hard. Ki-Woo flies backward into the air and --

SLAM! -- Falls hard on the floor. His wind is knocked out.

Kun-Sae runs up to Ki-Woo. He raises the stone high and brings it down on Ki-Woo's head! We hear a horrifying crunch as we --

SMASH TO:

We hear applause. One of the Party Guests, an OPERA SINGER, starts singing an aria.

Ki-Jung is holding the cake. Yon-Kyo lights the candles.

A thirsty Kun-Sae gulps down a large bottle of plum extract. He pushes the cabinet back in place and hides the secret doorway.

He hears the faint sound of aria coming from above. When he turns, we finally see his face --

It's horrible. And a little ridiculous. Blood from his forehead has dried into a frightening red mask. But a clear rectangle remains where the tape covered his mouth.

Kun-Sae looks down at his feet where Ki-Woo is lying. Blood is slowly pooling around Ki-Woo's head, pushing out the puddles of plum extract spilled on the floor.

Kun-Sae picks up the viewing stone from the floor and slams Ki-Woo's head again! Ki-Woo's fingers tremble. Is he still conscious? Or was that the last flicker of life...

Kun-Sae trudges up the stairs and arrives in the bright kitchen. A surreal juxtaposition. His ghostly, blood-smeared mask against the pure white kitchen. Out in the garden he sees, through laughing and applauding party guests --

Ki-Jung, holding Da-Song's birthday cake.

Kun-Sae picks up a large kitchen knife from the sink and walks toward the garden. As soon as he disappears --

Da-Hae comes down the stairs and pokes her head inside the kitchen.

DA-HAE

Kevin! Kevin, where are you?

Ki-Jung walks down the 'aisle' between the Party Guests, slowly so the candles don't blow out.

An embarrassed but obviously excited Da-Song waits in front of the tent. He watches his favorite teacher Ms. Jessica bringing him the cake when --

Everyone SCREAMS, and the crowd parts like the Red Sea.

Ki-Jung looks back to see --

Kun-Sae running toward her with the kitchen knife.

Ki-Jung shoves the cake in Kun-Sae's face just as he swings the knife. But a beat too late as the knife plunges into her chest.

Kun-Sae pulls the knife, and blood plumes from Ki-Jung's chest. It sprays over the white cream covering exactly half of Kun-Sae's face.

When Ki-Jung falls, Da-Song sees Kun-Sae looming over him, dripping with Jessica's blood. The ghost.

Da-Song screams. A truly horrible scream. Louder and two octaves higher than the Guests. His eyes roll back, and he goes into a full-on seizure. We hear Yon-Kyo's scream from somewhere in the crowd.

Kun-Sae pulls up Ki-Jung and puts the knife to her throat. He shouts to the Guests --

KUN-SAE

Don't move!

Ki-Tek and Dong-Ik are running out from the trees when they stop at Kun-Sae's voice. The chaotically fleeing Guests also freeze in their tracks.

A tense moment. A WHITE BUTTERFLY flies over to Kun-Sae and flutters its wings above his cake-covered head.

KUN-SAE

Chung-Sook! Where are you! Come out you fucking bitch!

Chung-Sook emerges from behind the crowd. Her eyes are set on Ki-Jung.

CHUNG-SOOK

Ki-Jung! Wake up!

Ki-Jung is bleeding profusely. She lets out a weak moan.

CHUNG-SOOK

(screaming)

Put pressure on the wound, Ki-Jung! You have to stop the blood!

Chung-Sook and Ki-Tek are focused on Ki-Jung while Dong-Ik and Yon-Kyo can't look away from Da-Song. An agonizing moment for both families. No one moves until --

Kun-Sae throws Ki-Jung on the ground and makes a dash for Chung-Sook. People scream, scatter.

Chung-Sook turns the grill over, spilling charred meat and firewood over Kun-Sae. Smoke creates a temporary screen.

When Kun-Sae comes through the smoke, Chung-Sook quickly snatches his wrist, pulling him into a vicious fight.

Ki-Tek heaves his toy axe at Kun-Sae as he runs toward the fight. It misses Kun-Sae and instead bounces off Chung-Sook's head.

Meanwhile Dong-Ik jumps over the wounded Ki-Jung and sprints toward Da-Song. He picks up the spasming child and runs back through the crowd toward Yon-Kyo.

Chung-Sook and Kun-Sae go at each other in the middle of the garden like two predators. Ki-Tek comes to help but can't find a way to squeeze between them.

He goes to Ki-Jung and tries to stanch the blood. It won't stop. He looks for something to tie her with, but there's nothing around. Everyone is busy fleeing, and no one stops to help.

KI-TEK

Help! Please help us!

Dong-Ik gives Da-Song to Yon-Kyo, who barks furiously at Ki-Tek.

YON-KYO

Mr. Kim, get the car! We can't wait for an ambulance!

DONG-IK

Kim! Get the car!

YON-KYO

Fifteen minutes!

Dong-Ik and Yon-Kyo scream frantically at Ki-Tek as he desperately tries to stop the blood from Ki-Jung's wound.

Yon-Kyo has a crazed look. Her maternal instinct has been kicked up to 11. She doesn't care that Ki-Jung is dying or that two deranged people are fighting in her garden.

Dong-Ik can't wait anymore. He yells at Ki-Tek.

DONG-IK

Keys! Give me the keys!

At that moment --

We see the hell breaking loose in the garden in SLOW MOTION. Party Guests continue to escape one by one, and only the 'little people' are left viciously fighting for their lives.

KI-TEK'S POV -- He sees his daughter's blood dripping between his fingers... His wife flailing under a man with a knife... Dong-Ik and Yon-Kyo yelling at him... Party Guests running away...

To add to the list of completely fucked-up shit, he sees --

Da-Hae walking toward the gate with a bloody and unconscious Ki-Woo on her back. Bawling her eyes out.

Meanwhile Dong-Ik continues to yell at Ki-Tek --

DONG-IK

The keys!

Ki-Tek removes the car keys from his pocket and hastily throws them at Dong-Ik. They hit one of the fleeing guests and drop in the grass.

Kun-Sae and Chung-Sook roll over the keys as they continue their death match. Kun-Sae picks up the fallen kitchen knife and stabs Chung-Sook in the arm!

Chung-Sook grabs her arm as she falls into a pile of burning logs behind her. She screams.

Kun-Sae is not done. He climbs on top of her and raises the knife to finish her off.

Ki-Tek jumps at Kun-Sae to stop him, but Kun-Sae is too strong. His rage has endowed him with supernatural strength. He quickly subdues Ki-Tek and brings the knife up to stab him.

Ki-Tek closes his eyes. He braces himself for the final moment when --

Nothing happens? Ki-Tek slowly opens his eyes. He sees --

A METAL BARBECUE SKEWER deeply plunged into Kun-Sae's waist. Kun-Sae can't even scream. The pain of the hot skewer piercing his innards is too much.

We see Chung-Sook holding the other end. In between we see pieces of meat and sausage smoking on the skewer. As Chung-Sook lets go --

Kun-Sae gradually crumbles to the ground.

Ki-Tek's crazed, red eyes see Dong-Ik running toward him.

Dong-Ik lifts Chung-Sook and searches underneath for the car keys. No longer the cool, poised CEO. He's overcome with fear, panic. He rolls over Kun-Sae and finally locates the keys when --

He smells something and frowns. It's Kun-Sae's body odor. He holds his nose at the awful smell.

Ki-Tek notices. A fleeting moment, but it triggers something inside him. Ki-Tek picks up the TOY AXE from the ground and stalks Dong-Ik.

When Dong-Ik hears Ki-Tek's footsteps and turns around --

Ki-Tek swings the axe and plants it right between Dong-Ik's neck and shoulder!

That's when we realize -- it's not a toy. It's a REAL AXE. The one the cool guy used to chop firewood for the barbecue. We're not sure if Ki-Tek knew it. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that it's stuck deeply in Dong-Ik's neck.

Yon-Kyo and the Party Guests are too stunned to scream.

Blood spurts from Dong-Ik's neck as he falls on the grass.

Ki-Tek stares blankly at Dong-Ik. He feels something touch his foot and looks down --

It's Da-Song's toy axe. The real axe is still in his hands, dripping with Dong-Ik's blood.

Yon-Kyo faints with Da-Song in her arms. Everyone in the garden stops and stares at Ki-Tek, the axe murderer, in horror.

Ki-Tek wakes up from his daze and realizes what he's done. He's horrified. He bolts for the gate. When frightened Guests jump out of his way, he realizes that he still has the bloody axe. He throws it away.

Ki-Tek is scared. As he runs to the gate, he sees --

-- Chung-Sook pressing down Ki-Jung's chest while fighting through her own pain. The Foreign Chef is beside her bandaging her arm.

-- Kun-Sae, bleeding out from his punctured waist, alone and neglected by the crowd.

-- A FEW MEN trying to stanch Dong-Ik's blood while calling 911.

-- WOMEN helping up Yon-Kyo and Da-Song.

Ki-Tek leaves the chaos behind and runs out of the gate. As SIRENS grow louder in the distance, we --

FADE TO BLACK.

The screen is pitch black. We start hearing faint sounds before slowly FADING IN on --

A MAN staring into the CAMERA.

KI-WOO

He was the first person I saw when I woke up a month later.

We realize this is KI-WOO'S POV. He narrates in a calm voice.

The Man has a nondescript face and narrow shoulders. He is talking, but we can't hear anything.

KI-WOO

A detective. Although he didn't look like one.

When we focus on the Man's mouth, we can sort of read his lips -- "You have the right to remain silent..."

The Man seems to be reading Ki-Woo his Miranda Rights.

REVEAL -- Ki-Woo lying on the bed, his head heavily bandaged. He flashes a languid smile, his eyes droopy.

KI-WOO

Then I saw a doctor who didn't look like a doctor. He told me one of the side effects of brain surgery was laughing for no reason.

A QUIRKY-LOOKING DOCTOR examines Ki-Woo's pupils.

Everything seems like a dream to Ki-Woo, whose left eye is slightly crossed, possibly as a result of nerve damage during surgery.

KI-WOO

Maybe that's why I laughed when I heard that Ki-Jung died. They said she died from loss of blood.

Ki-Woo chuckles and grabs his stomach as he pushes an IV pole down the hall.

The GUARDS look at him strangely.

KI-WOO

I also laughed when Mom and I received our sentences. We avoided the slew of charges they threw at us -- forgery, home invasion, voluntary manslaughter, which we argued was self defense -- and walked away with probation.

Ki-Woo can't stop giggling as the JUDGE hands down his sentence. Chung-Sook and his LAWYER give him a look.

Chung-Sook and Ki-Woo bounce in their seats as the bus speeds away from the city. They look out at the sunny view.

KI-WOO

Same when I saw Ki-Jung again for the first time since the incident.

Countless WHITE URNS line the shelves. We see Ki-Jung's picture on one of them.

KI-WOO

I laughed then too.

Ki-Woo is in front of Ki-Jung's urn. He stares at his sister's brightly smiling face in the picture. He smiles back.

Chung-Sook is sobbing behind him.

The picture must be a few years old. Ki-Jung is brighter, happier in it. More innocent.

Everything is just as Ki-Jung left it. Chung-Sook is on the floor scrubbing the remaining mud stains off the furniture. The CAMERA soon leaves her and moves to the --

Where Ki-Woo is sitting on the toilet. He's watching a month-old news clip on his phone.

A REPORTER is in the news studio talking about the Park house incident.

REPORTER 1

The murders, which had no apparent motive and took place in a quiet, upper-class neighborhood, have confounded the police. The other suspect, an unidentified homeless male, was murdered himself at the scene, further shrouding--

Ki-Woo flips to another news clip. Another REPORTER appears.

REPORTER 2

The driver, Kim, was known to have a good relationship with his employer Park, and police have yet to narrow down a concrete motive. Kim**'s whereabouts are still unclear after he was last seen fleeing the scene, and police continue searching for leads. His cell signal was last active at the crime scene--

KI-WOO

Of course neither Mom or I have had any contact with you since that day.

Ki-Woo is going around different apartments, posting promotional flyers. His new job.

We see the DETECTIVE from the hospital following him from afar. The Detective is watching Ki-Woo from a staircase when he twists his ankle and falls down the steps.

Ki-Woo sees the Detective fall. He feels bad for the guy.

KI-WOO

I just feel awful those poor detectives who have to follow us all day.

It's winter now. Ki-Woo, bundled in a parka, climbs a hill in the middle of Seoul, walking through gray, leafless trees. His breath mists in the air.

KI-WOO

I did have a strong feeling about where you might be.

When he's climbed high enough, Ki-Woo plops down on a rock. He removes a large TELESCOPE from his bag.

KI-WOO

So when the season changed and the news slowed down -- and when the detectives finally stopped trailing us -- I started climbing the mountain.

TELESCOPE POV --

We see the magnified view of the Park mansion and the garden.

KI-WOO

You can see the house pretty well from there.

Through the living room window, we see a family laughing and talking. Not the Parks. A CAUCASIAN FAMILY. From the image of the happy foreign family,

DISSOLVE TO --

Ki-Woo shivering in the cold, still looking through the telescope. It's dark now.

KI-WOO

I don't know why, but that day I just felt like staying longer.

TELESCOPE POV --

The family members have gone to their rooms to sleep, and the living room is empty. There's no movement until --

The 'MOTION-SENSOR' LIGHTS in the entrance start blinking. It blinks at varied intervals. Long then short. Short then long.

We see Ki-Woo's eye grow wide through the telescope lens.

He studies the timing of the blinks, which don't seem completely random. There's a pattern. Could it be Morse code?

Ki-Woo starts recording into his cell phone --

KI-WOO

Dash. Dot. Dash-dash--

Wind howls as Ki-Woo continues to rattle off dots and dashes with a trembling voice.

Ki-Woo is on the last train of the night, listening to the recording he made earlier through his earphones.

He uses a permanent marker to transcribe the dots and dashes on a paper prescription bag. When he runs out of room, he writes on his flyers. When he runs out of room there, he starts writing on his jeans.

The WOMAN sitting next to him looks at him like he's a crazy person.

Ki-Woo opens a MORSE CODE CHART on his cell phone. He stops the playback. He starts deciphering the codes. Dots and dashes soon become words --

"Dear Son..."

And the words turn into Ki-Tek's VOICE-OVER --

KI-TEK

Dear Son. Perhaps you, if no one else, will be able to read this letter--

We see Ki-Tek sitting at a desk in the dark chamber. On the desk is a densely written letter, which he's translating into Morse code. He consults a faded MORSE CODE CHART that Kun-Sae put up above the desk.

KI-TEK

You were a Boy Scout so I'm hoping this will somehow reach you.

Ki-Tek looks thinner and has grown a full beard. He writes thoughtfully one word at a time.

KI-TEK

How is your health? Your mother I'm not too worried about. I'm sure she's healthy as an ox. (then) I'm doing well too. Although I cry often when I think of Ki-Jung.

Images from the fateful day appear in flashes --

Blood spurting from Ki-Jung**'s chest... Kun-Sae's face covered in cake and blood... The axe silently coming down on Dong-Ik's shoulder... Ki-Tek's hand gripping the bloody axe...

KI-TEK

I still can't believe what happened that day. It almost feels like a dream.

Then we switch to Ki-Tek's running POV**... People screaming, running away... The gate approaching ahead...

KI-TEK

I knew, as soon as I ran out of that gate, where I had to go.

SLOW MOTION of Ki-Tek running down the stairs in front of the gate. He sees --

The front of a MINI COOPER jutting out of the half-open garage. They were able to squeeze the car in but not able to fully close the door.

Ki-Tek ducks through the opening and enters the garage.

A few Party Guests roam the street in panic, but they're too stricken with terror to notice.

Only the nonfunctional surveillance camera looks down at Ki-Tek as he slips through the door.

Ki-Tek pokes his head out from the garage stairs and looks inside the living room. It's empty. Through the window he sees terrified Party Guests stampeding toward the sound of the ambulance.

Holding his shoes in his hands, Ki-Tek quickly crosses to the kitchen and rushes down to the storage basement.

KI-TEK

Even in the complete madness, I had the foresight to grab some water and food--

Ki-Tek picks up a box of CANNED TUNA and a box of EVIAN. He takes care to avoid the blood and plum extract on the floor as he walks across the basement.

He pushes the jar cabinet to the side and opens the steel door behind it. He steps inside and closes the door.

As he turns the crank handle and seals himself inside the darkness --

FADE TO BLACK.

When we fade back in, we see an emptied-out mansion lit only by moonlight. The Parks have moved out.

KI-TEK

I realized only later that a house with such a morbid history would not be appealing to potential buyers. I would have to stay in an empty house for a long time.

We go from room to room until we arrive in the --

Ki-Tek picks at a can of tuna using Kun-Sae's fork. He eats one tiny piece at a time, conserving what limited food he has. All the while he stares across the room where, in the darkness --

MUN-KWANG is curled up next to the toilet.

KI-TEK

One good thing about being alone was that I was finally able to give her a proper funeral.

Mun-Kwang's hefty body is thrown into a dirt hole.

We see Ki-Tek panting at the mouth of the hole, exhausted from moving her all the way from the basement. The hole is dug in front of a large tree.

One scoop at a time, dirt is scattered over Mun-Kwang's face.

Ki-Tek stops shoveling and takes a break. He leans on the tree and looks up at the stars twinkling above.

KI-TEK

Tree burials are all the rage these days, so I guess no one can say I didn't give her a proper farewell.

Ki-Tek is sitting with his eyes closed in front of Dong-Ik's picture that Kun-Sae put up on the wall. Head bowed. Penitent. A bit comical, but he doesn't care. He continues to solemnly pay his respects when --

He hears a faint sound coming from above. He walks up the stairs and puts his ear on the steel door.

He hears lively chatter on the other side. Someone's come to see the house. They speak German.

KI-TEK

The real estate agents were smarter than I thought. They somehow managed to sell the house to a family that just moved to Korea.

It's dark, and everyone is still asleep. Except Ki-Taek, who walks up to the kitchen and quietly crawls over to the refrigerator.

He sees a FAMILY PORTRAIT hanging on the kitchen wall. A GERMAN FAMILY OF FOUR, white teeth shining brightly through their broad smiles. There are more pictures on the refrigerator. One picture shows a FILIPINO MAID with her arms around the family's kids.

KI-TEK

The parents both work, and the kids are at school most of the day, which should have made them ideal housemates for me. But unfortunately they have a live-in maid, and I risk my life every night for the tiny window of opportunity I have to venture outside.

Ki-Tek carefully opens the fridge, and a cool shaft of light hits his face. Inside we see --

Tofu, sausage, Korean gochujang paste, Japanese natto beans...

KI-TEK

Luckily, Germans don't only eat German food. I thought I would have to eat sausage and beer for the rest of my life.

Ki-Tek takes a little of each food and puts them in Kun-Sae's old plastic container when, through his peripheral vision, he sees --

Something moving in the garden!

Ki-Tek nearly jumps out of his skin. He quickly turns only to realize --

It was his own reflection in the living room window. He stares at the pale ghost for a long moment.

-- Ki-Tek eats tofu in the dark corner. Above the long beard, we see his dull, soulless eyes.

KI-TEK

(V.O.)

When you're in here, you lose your sense of reality.

-- Ki-Tek lies motionless on Kun-Sae's cot. His breathing is so faint that we almost can't tell he's alive.

KI-TEK

(V.O.)

But today was a good day. I wrote this letter to you.

-- Ki-Tek gets up and walks over to the light switches. Looking at his Morse-code-coverted letter, he starts turning the switches on and off. As he sends his coded message to the outside world, we very slowly --

FADE TO BLACK.

KI-TEK

(V.O.)

Take care, Son.

Ki-Woo runs as fast as he can through the alley, chest bursting with excitement. His breath creates a trail of mist as he passes the lights of nearby semi-basement apartments.

An out-of-breath Ki-Woo runs into the apartment and immediately picks up a used piece of paper. He doesn't even bother to take his coat off.

He sits at the kitchen table and starts writing furiously.

As CAMERA TRACKS IN on his quickly moving hand --

Begin SENTIMENTAL MUSIC.

We MOVE IN on Ki-Woo's sleeping face. He looks happy. Tightly held in his hand is the letter he just wrote.

His eyelids flutter lightly. He must be dreaming.

We hear KI-WOO'S VOICE reading the letter --

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

Father. Today I made a plan.

We witness the moment when the VIEWING STONE was first discovered. A PAIR OF HANDS pick up the rock from a beautiful, pristine stream.

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

A long-term plan.

Ki-Woo walks up the hill of the wealthy neighborhood. He's older. Dressed in a nice suit and tie.

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

I'm going to make a lot of money.

Ki-Woo is at the mansion. The one that at different points belonged to the Parks, the German family, and Namgoong Hyunja. He walks up to the gate with a few REAL ESTATE AGENTS.

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

First I'll need to go to college. Then I'll get a job and get married. But ultimately, I want to get rich.

-- A FEMALE REAL ESTATE AGENT shows Ki-Woo the garden. Ki-Woo stands in the sunlight and looks up at the majestic trees.

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

And when I get rich, I will buy this house.

-- As PROFESSIONAL MOVERS carry boxes into the house, two people step into the living room --

Ki-Woo and Chung-Sook.

Outside the window, we see a WOMAN and a GIRL -- Ki-Woo's wife and daughter? -- playing in the garden.

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

We'll pick a sunny day to move in.

-- Everything has been unpacked and put in place. The Movers leave, and only Ki-Woo and his family remain.

They are enjoying the sun at the patio table. Ki-Woo turns toward the house.

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

Then all you have to do is walk up the stairs.

He's looking at the kitchen. Late afternoon rays lean into it at a low angle. We hear FOOTSTEPS coming from the basement stairs.

CAMERA MOVES IN, and we see a faint glimpse of someone coming up the stairs. Ki-Tek?

KI-WOO

Come out, Dad.

Then at last --

Ki-Tek walks out into the bright garden. Buckets of sunlight wash away years of darkness. He hugs his family. An emotional reunion.

As SENTIMENTAL MUSIC swells into a climax --

SMASH TO:

Cold. Windy. The sun is dropping fast. Ki-Woo is on the mountain again looking through the telescope.

He puts it down and looks into the distance.

KI-WOO

(V.O.)

But I have a problem, Father -- I have no idea how to get this letter to you.

We see the Park mansion far away. Surrounded by countless other mansions. Lights turn on and off across the neighborhood. It's as if the houses are trying to talk to us.

Ki-Woo's nose is bright red from the cold. His eyes brim with tears.

Sharp wind cuts up his breath as soon as it mists in the air. As the wind continues to howl --

FADE TO BLACK.

OVER BLACK --

MUSIC plays. Bright, but with an undertone of hopelessness.

The End