Listen to this: "The Boy In The Iceberg is a production of acclaimed playwright Pu-On Tim. We scoured the globe gathering information about the Avatar, from the icy South Pole to the heart of Ba Sing Se. Sources include singing nomads, pirates, prisoners of war, and a surprisingly knowledgeable merchant of cabbage."
Relax, Aang. They're not accurate portrayals. It's not like I'm a preachy crybaby who can't resist giving over-emotional speeches about hope all the time.
Actor Jet[zombie-like]: Must serve Earth King! Must destroy! [A paper rock glides down while he babbles incoherently] Noooooooo! [Half of it falls on him, crawls the rest of the way in]
But for me, it takes all the mistakes I have made in my life and shoves them back in my face. My uncle. He's always been on my side even when thing were bad. He was there for me. He taught me so much. And how do I repay him? With a knife in his back. It's my greatest regret and I may never get to redeem myself.
But it was also very sweet. All your uncle wanted was for you to follow your own path and see the light. Now you're here with us. He'd be proud. (Toph punches him on the shoulder)
Aang, I'm sorry, but right now, I'm just a little confused. (Aang leans in and kisses Katara, who backs away furiously) I just said I was confused! ...I'm going inside. (runs away)
But it is over. (He puts his hand on his chin in deep thought) Unless... (Camera zooms in on his face, his face lights up mysteriously and spooky music being to play) this is the future?