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If you spare my life,

I'll live it to the fullest.

If not, let me see my family.

Dad, where do people go after they die?

I don't know, Melody.

Dad, what's a ghost?

Well, some say they're the dead people

who can't leave those

who are still alive,

and they stay behind in this world.

Some say, ghosts are the imagination

of those who are alive,

refusing to believe

their loved ones are dead.

Dad, do you believe in ghosts?

Police.

There's an accident on Highway 3

at the Cheung Sha Wan Exit.

Yes, 2 adults and 2 kids.

Call an ambulance, now!

Dad...

Dad

Dad

That day was November 11,1998,

I went blind.

Dad could no longer tell me

whether there're ghosts in this world.

He's dead.

Dad has been dead for a year,

Mom still agonizes over it.

She can't sleep at night,

playing Dad's favorite song at the piano,

but only gets half way through every time.

Mom, don't cry...

I miss your Dad so much.

Why doesn't he come back?

What could I've done at this age?

I wish there were ghosts,

and Mom could see Dad.

Time flies and a decade has passed.

I'm in college studying literature

hoping to become a writer.

Mom has gone back to college,

taking one subject after another.

Dad, I won a championship again.

Honey, I've graduated.

Mom has got another PhD, so great!

Mom, don't cry.

I still miss your Dad a lot.

Time has healed nothing.

I'm not a kid any more

and I've got to help Mom.

Mom.

Sorry, Mom can't sleep.

Mom, I want to write a novel,

about us.

The world in the novel would be

the exact opposite of the real world.

Dad didn't die but went blind,

we would be dead.

And there would be ghosts in that world.

We would make Dad...

live again in the other world.

In that accident, Dad has gone blind.

but we were killed.

Dad missed us so much

that he wished ghosts were real.

Dad is blind and by himself,

I want a Philippines maid

to take care of him.

Maria will take care of Dad just like Mom.

Maria is not that pretty.

Maria is not pretty

and she is scared of ghosts.

Get a puppy to accompany Dad.

Oscar has turned into a puppy

to stay with Dad.

Mom's coming back soon to cook for Dad.

A novel can fulfill

the dreams of the readers.

And the writer can come

to terms with her own pain.

I hope to write a novel

and heal Mom's pain,

and help reunite her with Dad.

Police.

There's an accident on Highway 3

at the Cheung Sha Wan Exit.

Yes... 2 adults and 2 kids.

Call an ambulance, now!

That day was November 11 1998.

I can't hear from wife and kids,

and can't give Melody the answer.

Do I believe there're ghosts?

Cos they're dead.

Time flies and a year has passed.

Maria is the Philippines maid

that takes care of me.

The place I visit most frequent

is the cemetery.

I wish there were ghost in this world,

my wife and children will look for me.

Maria, what if it was me who died?

I don't know, sir.

Maria, who decides who will die?

I really don't know, sir.

Maria, can you see Mom?

No...

It's getting late, let's go.

I'm scared.

Tell me when you see them, Maria.

Maria, I want to write a novel

where anything could happen.

There would be ghosts.

And madam, Melody and Oscar

would all come back.

Our family would be back together.

Stove on, ventilator spinning,

lights on.

My wife is back.

Man and ghost are just

A hand of fate will toss it,

and the sides keep flipping.

Heads and tails

are always on opposite sides.

Man and ghost are on different paths.

And the pain lasts into eternity.

Why are you cooking so late?

Sir, what're you cooking so late at night?

Sir, your favorite dish.

Oh, a ghost did that.

Your dead wife still

remembers to cook for you.

I though it's all over

when someone's dead.

It's not a good thing.

You watch out for a dog

that comes by itself

in the next few days, it's your son.

He's willing to come back

in any form just to be with you.

Delivery.

This way. How much?

Keep the change.

Hey, where's my egg sandwich?

How come there's so much stuff?

I only ordered a sandwich.

The ghost did it again.

Sir, I'm scared. I quit.

How can your wife be a ghost like this?

The living and the dead

should be on different paths.

No wonder, your daughter

has become M'am Meng's protg.

My daughter is M'am Meng's protg?

Your daughter has become

an apprentice to M'am Meng,

to lead the dead into the underworld.

And she has some power...

Don't eat it!

It must be your daughter abusing her power

and putting on this sneaky family reunion.

If she gets caught, you'll all pay for it.

But what if...

I really want this reunion?

If that's what you really want...

just pretend you don't know.

And hope it'll get by.

Just pretend these are

egg sandwiches and eat it,

as if they're egg sandwiches.

How are you going to get home

without your maid?

No problem, I live close by.

I can get a cab if I really can't make it.

Taxi...

How come there's a bridge here?

How come there's a river here?

Help...

Maria.

Maria, sir has fallen

and can't get home...

Maria, sir has fallen

and can't get home...

Maria...

Sir has fallen and can't get home...

You can see me?

Maria, you can see me?

Ghost...

You all see me?

Ghost!

Honey!

I'm back.

Sir. I'm here.

Over here!

Sorry sir, I've left you behind.

Maria, you know I'm clumsy,

and you left me like this,

and I've taken a fall.

I won't dare do this again, sir.

Come help me up.

I'm warning you!

Don't do this again!

Fine...

Let's go home, Maria.

This is a peculiar moment,

like a coin

dropping on the ground,

but strangely standing just on its edge.

We don't want to spoil it,

just carefully maintain

the fragile balance.

Wow, Mrs. Tong is really something!

That maid is so scared that

she left her luggage behind.

Maria, I wanna hear some music.

Are you Mrs. Tong's twin sister?

Are you human?

Thanks, could you pretend

that you haven't seen me?

Mom... I'm back.

Oscar.

Ghost....

Did Mrs. Chan give us the dog?

Yes, sir. Thank you, Mrs. Chan.

Sir, have this and take an early rest.

Mom.

We've scared others,

we've got to move.

God bless me...

It's sis.

Melody, how come Oscar became a dog?

Mom, Oscar wants it this way.

The only way we could be

with Dad is to do sneakily.

We'll all live at the cemetery

from now on.

Mom, I go to work.

What work do you do?

I'm now M'am Meng's protg

in the underworld.

Work hard! I will.

What does M'am Meng's protg do?

I bring these dead friends to reincarnate.

You're great, Melody!

Let's get working.

Dad has gotten up.

Maria.

Maria.

Yes, sir.

When was the last time

you cleaned the floor?

Sorry, sir, I'll do it now.

How come I can't hear

any cable car this morning?

Maria.

Let's walk the dog.

Yes, sir.

Hold tight, my dead friends,

you'll soon start your

new reincarnated lives.

Hold tight, my dead friends,

you'll soon start your

new reincarnated lives.

(Dad is imitating Melody driving)

(the Underworld Express to...)

I finally heard Mom's laugh.

So writing novels can really help

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