The Toymaker Page #4

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will be dealt with

in the strongest possible terms!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(RADIO PLAYING)

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(BELL CHIMING)

(MUMBLING)

Good morning, Abigail.

Good morning, Amos.

Still talking to the dolls, I see?

It may seem silly to some,

but to me, they are my children.

Yeah. It's understandable.

You are their creator.

I am indeed.

(SIGHING)

(SCRAPING WITH THE BROOM)

Amos?

Amos.

Amos!

Amos!

Oh, sorry.

Something on your mind?

Oh, no.

There's always something

to think about, no?

The financial problem?

No.

Not so much.

(CLEARING THROAT)

I will never understand why

you didn't leave the country

with your sister when

you had the chance to.

This business has been in the

family for many, many years.

You know this.

Yeah, I know.

But business isn't doing great, Amos.

To be honest, it's not even doing average.

I know.

Well, this shop...

It sells the finest toys in Bavaria.

And that must count for something.

Yes, but people aren't

coming in to buy them.

Do you know?

My father, listen to me.

My father used to say, "Amos,

"don't let commerce become

more important than the art.

"Because it's art that feeds the soul."

Yes, not the money, I know.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

And artistry is very noble, Amos.

But look, you can barely afford to pay me.

I...

To be honest, I...

I don't think I'm going to

be able to stay much longer.

Oh, my sweet.

My sweet child.

Look, you just give me a few more weeks.

And I will find a solution.

Okay?

Okay.

But that's what you said last month.

(BELL CHIMING)

Look, look.

Things are looking up already.

Morning, sir.

Please, come in, good morning.

I see you like the doll house, eh?

This is one of my favorites, too.

Tiny windows to another world.

A safe world, full of fun and imagination.

I'm gonna go home for

the day if that's okay.

And do you need anything from the shop?

No no, I'll be fine.

You be careful out there tonight, okay?

Yeah, you too, don't stay up too late.

See you tomorrow.

Good night, Abigail.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

My oh my.

Several of us searched the Muller house.

No sign of the book, the girl

must have taken it with her.

I made inquiries with several residents

in the nearby village this morning.

No one has provided any useful information.

In a small town everyone keeps track

of what their neighbors are doing.

Someone in Rosenheim

knows where the girl is.

Someone is harboring her.

Please, return to the village immediately,

begin questioning the villagers.

If information is not forthcoming, then...

I'm afraid more persuasive

tactics will be necessary.

- Yes, sir!

- Yes, sir!

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(LAUGHING)

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