The Family Fang Page #10

You're telling me

that wasn't fun?

The adventures we had.

What did other kids do?

Go to the Grand Canyon.

Disney World?

We did something important.

I think I would have

preferred Disney World, okay?

- If you're asking.

- Yeah, and a mom and a dad.

I've always

loved you kids.

Whatever ambivalence

I might have felt early on,

it turned into love.

As long as we didn't

do shitty movies

and compromise your artistic

sensibilities, huh?

What, I'm not allowed

to disapprove your choices?

That's like the main thing

parents do.

What's your take

on the Vengeful Virgins?

That stupid CD,

that damn song,

it nearly ruined everything.

Promise your dad

that you won't tell.

- No, we're pulling the plug.

This little piece is over.

- The hell it is.

- The hell it isn't.

I'm going to take this,

I'm going to go

right to the press.

- You give that to me.

- No.

You're going to ruin

years of work

because your feelings

got hurt.

- That's right, Pop.

- Come on, just be reasonable,

both of you,

and just don't blow this up.

- Well, that's what we Fangs do.

We blow things up.

Look, we get it.

You think we damaged you.

Fine. My parents damaged me.

Her parents damaged her.

You have kids.

You're going to damage them.

That's what parents do.

So what?

I'm not a young man anymore.

This is the last big thing

I'll ever make.

Come visit once a year,

and just please

don't tell.

You want us to pretend

you're dead?

Sure.

We can do that.

Come on.

Give it to me.

We can do it.

Yeah?

[camera thuds]

Well, thank God that's over.

Okay.

Let's go.

You may not understand

or appreciate

or value what we do,

but you cannot deny

its relevance, its...

its effectiveness.

[sniffs]

Everything we did

woke you up.

Made you look

at your life anew.

That's what we do

for people.

That's what we've always done.

And that's a good thing.

- Yeah. Yeah, I suppose it is.

But you know what happens

to those people?

What?

Well, they walk away.

You never see them again.

Keep going to those

baseball games.

The boys will like that.

You ready?

I'm ready.

Now...

imagine you're dead.

Feel yourself go numb.

Start with your fingers.

Move to your hands,

your wrists,

right on up

to your elbows.

Everything is dead.

If we can imagine

our own deaths

but still manage

to come back to life,

then it proves that we can

survive anything.

"'Don't be afraid.

"'Own the moment.

"'If you're in control,

"'then the chaos

will happen around you

"'and not to you.

"Do you understand?'

"The children nodded,

"and the pit master

threw open the door

"that led to the arena.

"A roar came roaring

down the tunnel.

"The eager spectators

were out there.

"Rachel took her brother's hand

and began their walk

"to the pit.

"They knew this was their job:

"to fight the others,

"to do unspeakable acts

in order to please the adults

who watched over them."

[dramatic music]

"But still, the siblings

had each other,

"and the ability

to imagine a better place.

"For the truly believed,

"despite all they had

been through,

"that happiness

was still possible.

"That somewhere

in the future,

"they would escape the pit

and find redemption

"in a new world.

"And this is the thought

that they clung to,

"the brother and the sister,

"as they held hands

"and walked toward

the arena

and finally stepped

into the light."

[mouthing]

[lulling dramatic music]

[gentle music]

[jazzy bass music]

[somber music]

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