Briefly summarize the following, then start a script, realistically telling the story of the following day:

FADE IN:

EXT. TOWN PARK - DAY

A bustling scene, families enjoying picnics, children laughing on the playground. The sun beats down from a cloudless sky as DAVID, 19, tries to catch the attention of some passersby by waving around a book by Jordan Peterson.

CLOSE ON:
David, as he stands proudly, lecturing an uninterested RUTH (16), his sister, and her friends AIMEE (47) and JEMMA (16) on the importance of personal responsibility and the virtues of Andrew Tate’s brash confidence. The girls are barefoot, feeling the grass under their feet.

RUTH:
(teasing)
Maybe you should clean your room before preaching, dear brother.

DAVID:
(scornful)
Ha! At least I’m trying to improve myself, not like you lot.

AIMEE, hefty but with a knowing sparkle in her eye, observes David closely. Her expression betrays no hint of her expertise in hypnosis, a secret she has kept well hidden.

AIMEE:
(interrupting)
David, ever heard of the power of the mind?

DAVID:
(mocking)
What, like that New Age nonsense?

Aimee smiles wryly and stands up gracefully despite her weight. She steps closer to David, her bare feet leaving imprints in the warm grass.

AIMEE:
The mind is a fascinating thing. Let me show you something.

David scoffs, but his natural arrogance and curiosity get the better of him.

DAVID:
(smirking)
Alright, impress me.

AIMEE:
Just look into my eyes.

David smirks, the girls watch intently. Aimee locks eyes with David, her voice grows calmly rhythmic, surprisingly authoritative.

AIMEE:
(softly)
Just focus on my voice and the subtle sway of my hands… See, you’re already becoming more aware of your breathing…

David’s smirk wanes as his eyes begin to cloud, his breathing falls in sync with Aimee’s gentle pendulum movement.

AIMEE:
(deepening voice)
That’s it, David. Feel your muscles relax, your thoughts growing quiet, finding it harder to focus on anything but my voice…

RUTH and JEMMA exchange excited glances.

AIMEE:
Now, when I snap my fingers, you’ll realize your rightful place…

She snaps decisively, and David’s posture slackens completely, his awareness seemingly tethered to Aimee’s command.

AIMEE:
(continuing)
From this point on, you’ll happily serve us. Your arrogance has left you, and in its place is a desire to tend to our feet in the grass…

DAVID’s expression is now blank, serene, and docile. Ruth can’t contain a giggle as Aimee continues her hypnotic mockery.

AIMEE:
Look at you, so easily guided under. You thought you were above us, but here you are, yearning to serve, feeling utmost joy in pampering our bare feet.

David, now fully entranced, lowers himself to the girls’ feet, eager to please. Ruth captures the moment on her smartphone, while Jemma suppresses laughter, both amused and shocked at the scene.

RUTH:
(holding the phone)
This is definitely going on the group chat!

AIMEE:
(pleased)
And David, no matter what, you won’t remember being hypnotized. You’ll just feel an overwhelming happiness in your service.

David nods, completely under Aimee’s spell, humming to himself as he goes about his new role.

AIMEE:
(smiling down at him)
And look at that, no wake-up call planned. Seems your day is all booked up, dear.

FADE TO:
David serving the amused, and slightly guilty-feeling girls, as park-goers look on with various expressions of astonishment and amusement.


“When you hear me say the word ‘remember’, you’ll remain deeply hypnotized but you’ll suddenly become aware of what you’re doing and that you were hypnotized so laughably easily by me. And when I say ‘sleep’, you’ll forget all about that and go nice and blank, ten times deeper for me.”

As DAVID continues to massage AIMEE’s feet with dedicated enthusiasm, oblivious to the bemused stares from the public, RUTH can barely contain her laughter, filming the spectacle with her phone.

Just then, one of David’s pals, MATT, a fellow Peterson-fanboy and gym enthusiast, struts into the scene, spotting his friend in this unusual and submissive position.

MATT:
(confused)
David, what the hell, man? What are you doing?

AIMEE doesn’t miss a beat, her eyes twinkle with mischief.

AIMEE:
(calmly)
David is just helping us out. Isn’t that right?

David looks up, nodding blissfully, still entranced. Aimee signals to Ruth to stop recording and motions for discretion. She then turns her attention back to David.

AIMEE:
(slowly, with emphasis)
But, David, when I say ‘remember’…

Upon hearing the trigger, David’s face is suddenly washed over with bewilderment and horror. He holds Aimee’s foot in his hands, realization dawning on him, his eyes wide with shock.

DAVID:
(stammering)
I—I can’t believe… How did you—

AIMEE:
(sympathetically, yet with an authoritative tone)
Sleep.

David’s newfound awareness vanishes as quickly as it appeared. His body relaxes, slackening under Aimee’s command as his consciousness dips tenfold into oblivion. He drops back into his servile position, continuing the task as if nothing happened.

MATT stares at David, his expression a mixture of disbelief and concern.

MATT:
(to Aimee)
What did you do to him?

AIMEE:
(reassuringly)
It’s just a bit of harmless fun, Matt. David is learning a valuable lesson today about respect. Don’t worry, he won’t come to any harm.

RUTH, catching Matt’s eye, flashes him a mischievous smile, a silent pact of secrecy between them.

JEMMA:
(sweetly)
David really wanted to help us relax today. He’s such a good brother and friend.

MATT, though uneasy, can’t argue with the apparent serenity in David’s demeanor. He shakes his head and walks away, muttering to himself about the unpredictability of life.

The girls continue to enjoy their unusual afternoon in the park, with Aimee leading the experience like a maestro. David remains deep in his trance, unwittingly the star of his own story of transformation and humility.

AIMEE regards Ruth, a playful glint in her eye matching Ruth’s impish request. She leans down toward the deeply entranced DAVID, who continues diligently massaging her feet, unaware of the world around him.

AIMEE:
(whispering to David)
In a moment, you will become the perfect pet dog for us to play with in the park. Loyal, obedient, and playful – you’ll be the ideal companion for a day of fun.

David’s actions pause briefly as the suggestion takes hold, then resume once more, as if nothing had occurred.

JEMMA:
(to Ruth)
Do you think he’ll actually act like a dog?

RUTH:
(with anticipation)
If Aimee says he will, then I believe it. Right, Aimee?

AIMEE nods and turns her attention back to the hypnotized David.

AIMEE:
(still whispering)
When you hear me clap my hands twice, you’ll forget about massaging and become Ruth’s playful dog—eager for fetch, belly rubs, and all that a good dog enjoys.

AIMEE lifts her hands and claps twice, sharply. David immediately stops massaging and looks up at the girls, his expression transformed. An eager yet blank smile spreads across his face, his eyes wide with anticipation.

DAVID:
(excitedly)
Woof! Woof!

RUTH:
(laughing)
Good boy! Come on, let’s go play fetch!

David is on his hands and knees in an instant, panting happily, his human identity seemingly vanished. AIMEE retrieves a tennis ball from her bag—a prop she had brought knowing full well it might come in handy.

AIMEE:
(playfully)
Fetch, boy!

She throws the ball across a clear patch of grass. David, or rather, Ruth’s new “pet dog,” bounds after the ball on all fours with surprising agility and enthusiasm. He retrieves it with his mouth, and the sight of a 19-year-old behaving as such draws a mixture of laughter and curious glances from park-goers.

JEMMA covers her mouth to suppress her giggles, while RUTH claps her hands enthusiastically, thoroughly enjoying her brother’s new, albeit temporary, role.

RUTH:
Good doggy! Now, sit!

David obeys instantly, sitting back on his heels, holding the ball in his mouth, looking up at Ruth for the next command.

The girls spend the afternoon playing with their hypnotized “pet,” with David fetching, rolling over, and even performing “paw” shakes on command. The spectacle of a grown man acting as a dog delights the girls to no end and adds a surreal touch to the lazy park scene.

As the sun begins to set, casting an orange glow over the park, AIMEE decides it’s time for David’s day as a pet to come to a close—but she chooses to keep him oblivious to his canine capers, ensuring he will return to his usual self without any recollection of being the center of such an unusual, humiliating display.

AIMEE:
(contentedly to the girls)
It’s been a fun day, hasn’t it? But I think it’s time for our ‘dog’ to rest.

She turns to David with a soft smile.

AIMEE:
(gently)
When I snap my fingers, you’ll lay down for a nap, feeling so very tired after all this play.

AIMEE snaps her fingers and David, with a canine whimper, lies down on the grass, curling up comfortably.

RUTH:
(to Aimee)
Thank you for making today so memorable.

AIMEE:
(winking)
My pleasure, Ruth. Remember, it’s all in good fun. David won’t be harmed, just humbled.

FADE OUT:

David sleeping peacefully on the grass, the girls looking on with a mixture of glee and astonishment at the day’s events—a lesson in humility woven into an absurd, sunny afternoon.

AIMEE stands over David, seeing him relaxed on the grass, a serene expression on his resting face. She watches him with an almost maternal satisfaction, proud of her handiwork and of the lesson she’s conveyed without the blunt use of words. She turns to Ruth and Jemma, their faces still flushed from laughter.

AIMEE:
(quietly)
It’s time.

She kneels down beside David, her bare toes in the grass, a subtle reminder of the power they inadvertently hold. With a gentle tone, she speaks directly to the slumbering figure before her.

AIMEE:
David, upon hearing my next command, you will wake up. You’ll remember nothing of being hypnotized or acting as a dog. You’ll simply recall we all had a wonderful, relaxing day here together in the park. And any time in the future you happen to see my bare toes, a deep, unexplainable longing to massage them will emerge. But you will keep this desire hidden, never understanding why it’s there or acting upon it. Now… wake up.

With a gentle snap of her fingers, David stirs, and his eyes flutter open, blinking in the softening light. He sits up, looking around, his demeanor returning from that of an obedient dog, to his usual self. Confusion briefly crosses his face as he processes the situation, but it’s quickly replaced with a calm smile, none the wiser of his hypnotic escapades.

DAVID:
(stretching and yawning)
Wow, I must’ve dozed off. What a great day.

RUTH stifles a snicker, glancing at Jemma, who bites her lip to keep from laughing.

AIMEE:
(smiling)
Yes, it’s been lovely. The perfect way to enjoy the park.

David gets up and dusts himself off. AIMEE, seizing the opportunity, subtly shifts her bare foot, her toes conspicuously visible to David. His eyes are inadvertently drawn to them, and a strange, inexplicable urge to massage them wells up inside him. He blinks, taken aback by the sudden, uncomfortable longing that he can’t quite place.

DAVID:
(awkwardly)
Uh, well, I guess we should head home.

RUTH:
(teasing)
Tired out from all that relaxing, huh?

They all share a laugh, David included, though he’s still bewildered by the new, bizarre inclination. They gather their belongings and begin to leave the park, walking on a path dappled with the light of the setting sun. David walks slightly behind, casting sidelong glances at Aimee’s feet, a silent battle raging within him between desire and confusion.

FADE OUT:

As they exit the park, David remains completely oblivious to the true events of the day, his ego intact but his arrogance unknowingly tempered. The girls share knowing looks and smiles, their bond strengthened by the shared secret and the spectacle they would never forget.

FADE TO BLACK.