Where are you going with that. I don't know. What are you doing. I'm making tea for mom. You can't do that. Why not, she's sick I'm gonna make her better. Well she's sleeping. You don't want to wake her up. I'll just put it by her bed. No. How come you never let me help. Because she doesn't want your help. You need to pay attention in school. So do you. That's none of your business. Give it to me. No. I'll give to to her. He takes the tray from Erwin. Take out the trash. What? Just do it. I hate you! No you don't. Yes I do you're just jealous that mom likes me better. You're gonna pay for what you just said. Oh yeah? Yeah. Erwin slams the door behind him. Cries.

He brings the trash out. A mail man drives up to the box. Erwin waves to him. He runs to the mail box and sifts through the junk mail. He finds an air mail address to Erwin Fischer...

Cut to Erwin's room....

Erwin reads the letter on his desk. On his desk his handmade toys are watching.