Intro. (Living room of the mansion on Russian Hill. Rainy afternoon. RUNNUAN, 7 years old, puts together a puzzle of a Chinese garden. MARÍA, 50, looks out the window.)
MARIA: (Whispering) The rain hides everything...
RUNNUAN: And what does it reveal?
MARIA: Nothing, my life. How's the garden going?
RUNNUAN: The bridge pieces are missing. They got lost. Like Bàba and Māma on their container journey.
MARIA: They will come back.
(An engine approaches in the street. Maria tenses.)
RUNNUAN: Are you afraid?
MARIA: No. I just hope. A cousin of your dad's is coming today. Liang. He will be tired. We must give him peace.
RUNNUAN: I'll give it to you. Did your parents get lost, too?
MARIA: Something like that.
(The doorbell rings: two short rings, one long. Mary leans toward Runnuan.)
MARIA: Remember: education, peace and your beautiful smile.
(He opens the door. On the threshold, in the rain, is LIANG. Soaked, silent, with a backpack and a painful story in his eyes.)