Well, well...the student has become the teacher. Or something like that. 
As for not being able to yell at your brother, I used to not be able to say "I'm dreaming" in my dreams without my jaws freezing up. The other night, I was finally able to without any problems. Your disinterest in LDing and I can only assume your lack of LDing itself might have made you a bit rusty, hence your dream speech problem.
Building on that, I think maybe your brother represents your gift -- your ability to LD, and your former mastery of it -- that is haunting you. You try to put it behind you, escape it, but it won't go away. You claw at it angrily, trying to make it go away. It attacks you, it wants your attention and care.
In the beginning, you are trying to adjust/fix the shower nozzle, your concentration/focus with other things besides dreaming, and your "brother", LDing, appears, because it was once a facet of your focus.
The girl turns into a statue; your subconscious mind is denying you the interaction you might have been able to achieve with lucidity, because you have in essence, turned your back on it. You try to summon your father, but your subconscious gives you a false awakening instead. You have hurt it, and in turn, it is angry with you.
You must somehow reconcile yourself with your abandoned ability...you cannot simply leave it to wither. It needs you, whether you want it or not anymore.
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