This promo is dedicated to our fearless leader, who not only gave me this song near the beginning of this story, but who makes OSW a fairytale for every single one of us. Thank you. We love you.
[Felix Foley sits in front of a small black and white television, as a child, no more than nine years of age.]
[His voice narrates.]
“At the age of nine I lived through Pixar on a screen and every single problem seemed so little then to me. Because Flik still saved the anthill, even though I couldn’t see beyond, the father who hated me and my insecurity.”
[On the screen, a familiar figure of Mr. Incredible appears, as the movie changes to that of Foley being beaten by his father.]
“I thought I was invincible for a time. But even Mr. Incredible could only take so much. I tried to make myself invisible, I tried to hide, I tried to pretend being asleep, but when none of that worked, I made my heart invisible instead. I thought if WALL-E could still find love with an empty soul, maybe there was hope for me and dad.”
[The television screen flickers from Foley being beaten to WALL-E, and then back to the child, mesmerised by the screen.]
“For the longest time I’ve been trying to let go of those fairytale lies. But they’re all I’ve known.”
[We flicker to Foley on the screen as a boy, his mother stood next to him.]
[They speak instead of the narration.]
“Just be confident, baby. Find your confidence beyond Lightning McQueen. These stories won’t last once you wake from your dreams.”
[Boy foley lowers his head as Lightning McQueen zips around the television screen in front of them.]
“What does it all mean, mommy?”
[She grabs him by the arms and pulls him close.]
“It means that your heroes only go so far, baby.”
[Back to narration.]
“Life isn’t a fairytale, Tombstone. There aren’t always happy endings. I used to believe in these fairytale lies, believe that I could be someone, or something. I perpetrated that onto the children I performed for. I wanted them to believe it too. I was wrong. I know that now. I’m not Flik and I can’t save the anthill. I’m not WALL-E, and my father will never love me, even without a soul. I can’t be Lightning McQueen – that’s just not who I am.”
[The boy Foley giggles at the images on his screen.]
“My heroes only went so far.”
[We zoom away from the screen to see Felix Foley, the man, stood alone in the same room with the screen flicking static.]
“I can’t rely on those fairytales. I must write my own story, Tombstone. I must write my own ending – not the one my father believed was true, or the one the apple predetermined would occur.
And with that, I must become the hero.
Not just for me, not just for my mom or for my brother…
But for the kids I inadvertently deceived with fairytale lies.”
[Cut.]