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Stop your stupid laughing.

Yes, you in the second row. This isn't a madhouse.

Timm, please! - I didn't laugh.

If you laugh, you shake.

And this film is damned expensive!

Wait, wait, the Principal is coming.

Now look cheerful, not ridiculous.

And now keep calm.

Look calmly into the camera.

One...

two...

three!

THE LEGEND OF TIMM THALER or THE BOY WHO SOLD HIS LAUGHTER

In the big cities with the wide streets,

there are also back alleys

that are so narrow you can shake hands across them.

"How romantic!" some might say.

"How picturesque!"

But that's nonsense.

That side of town is where the poor folks live,

and all they want is to escape.

If you laugh at other people, they feel stupid,

and then they get angry, because...

Well, you have to show respect,

and you do that by being earnest.

You have to be earnest.

Then why did you name me Timm?

And not Ernest? If I were Ernest, I'd be earnest.

But I was never Ernest, I'm Timm.

This is about a boy who laughs despite not having much to laugh about.

His mother had died, and Timm lived alone with his father.

His best friend was named Ida,

the baker's daughter from across the street.

None of them had a lot of money.

This is also a story about how you can win a lot,

if you're lucky.

Everything on Westwind.

Leading the field is Luftikus,

followed by Octavian,

and way back, with no chance at all is Westwind.

Louder! Louder, Timm. Westwind!

Number 5 is closing in. Westwind,

from the Braun Stud Farm, on the attack.

Now head-to-head with Slumber/and!

Luftikus, with the number 3...

If he wins, we'll take a taxi home.

What a close race this is!

I'll buy you a model railway!

Now Luftikus, catching up!

Westwind, Luftikus, and it's Luftikus,

Ladies and Gentlemen!

Westwind...

A gentleman always walks.

That is exclusive!

The Grand Hotel.

Best place in town.

That's where we'll eat roast chicken next time.

Roast chicken in the Grand Hotel.

Ever been inside?

Of course. I used to work there.

As what?

What do you think?

The boss. I was the boss.

Boss!

All right, Timm.

This is Lydia, and this is Erwin.

They want to get to know you.

Erwin is 15.

He'll be like a big brother.

Won't you at least say hello?

Hello.

After they move in, we won't be so alone.

That's what you always wanted.

Can't we get a dog instead?

Clear the right side of the shelf. - But the castle's there.

That's my side of the shelf. That was the deal.

Erwin!

My mom made it out of cardboard just before she died.

It'll break if you pick it up. - Clear the shelf!

Here, you can have my marbles. - One...

And the harmonica. - Two...

Have your pick, but please don't move the castle!

You're such a...

Where did you learn that word?

It is a vulgar, disgusting, filthy word.

Good people do not talk like that. - I've never heard a word like that!

Now I can't stop thinking about it, and I feel so filthy.

Erwin is very sensitive.

Timm, you must apologize.

Go on, say you're sorry.

I work ten hours a day, to the point of exhaustion.

And your Timm is so rude to me.

And he mistreats poor Erwin as well.

No wonder he's so naughty.

He won't become a decent man if you take him to the races!

Lydia, I quit gambling.

I only take Timm to the track to pet the horses.

I swear, we never watch the races.

Here. - Thanks.

What happened to your face?

Oh, I just bumped into a closet.

I know a joke. - Let's hear it.

Okay. A worm is eating through an apple.

When he reaches the core, he meets another worm, crawling straight at him.

What does the one worm say to the other? - What?

Good day.

He says "Good day". - I see.

That's funny, isn't it?

Yes...

"Good day." Don't you think it's funny?

Yes, very. It's one of the funniest jokes I've heard...

about worms.

Sherlock Holmes! - Number 7 is coming on strong.

Sherlock Holmes passes Nebukadnezar,

and now Alcazar!

He's going to win it!

Sherlock Holmes in control,

and the winner is...

Sherlock Holmes!

Sherlock Holmes! - He won!

I knew it!

And now let's go to the Grand Hotel, okay?

Hey!

You blind? Take off those glasses!

All right!

Let's gm!

Are you looking for someone?

Yes, a roast chicken. - Come on,

we're going.

Just remember one thing: Ignore rude staff.

Often you don't even realize that you're especially happy.

Timm realized it when one of the worst days of his life began.

None of us would have thought it possible

that life could be cut short like this,

through such a terrible coincidence,

in the form of a beam,

which happened to fall from our construction site,

onto a loving father,

a beloved husband,

and onto our esteemed and hard-working colleague Hans Thaler.

There isn't even a name on the cross.

Hans, today our thoughts are with your clear wife,

with your child, uh...

with your children...

Son... Son, that's the Stassen family grave!

Timm, stop that!

I just want him to have some nice flowers.

Pull yourself together.

We don't have that much money.

Ouch. - Watch it!

Hello there.

Feel like betting?

Didn't you just pocket 5 marks?

Here, a winning betting slip.

Children aren't allowed to bet. - It's not forbidden,

so it's allowed. Go on, the booth is closing.

I don't even know you. - But I know you, Timm.

Your father told me a lot about you.

He was often here, as you know.

And because you're his son, I've filled out this slip for you.

It's Westwind.

The horse, I mean.

Westwind.

Westwind!

Westwind has a bad ankle.

Westwind is attacking, now pulling ahead,

past Zarathustra and Lovecraft.

Westwind, looking very strong. What a surprise!

Westwind, incredible!

On the home stretch now.

Ladies and Gentleman, what a sensation!

Westwind wins the race!

Yeah, he won! - First place!

Westwind won! - Westwind!

Take it, that's all you get.

Murzni purzni parenti?

Are you looking for your parents?

All right, here we go.

Honestly, that really is a sad story.

Perhaps you'd like a piece of cheesecake as well?

It's a very comforting pastry.

You know what? I'll have one as well.

Mischnar ganjar?

So how much did you win? Let's see.

Volanten daazn part abak.

Yes, she's right. This place is teeming with thieves.

You have to be careful. Here, I'll show you.

Always keep the money close to your body,

always wrapped in a...

handkerchief.

Uh... - Oh, of course.

Here. You can keep the handkerchief.

Thank you.

Zwab ekonomik murzn pruki-pruki-pruki.

You should save the money.

I want to buy my father a gravestone. - That will really make him happy.

Mas gurdne, mal datse,

pruki-pruki sabradze.

What kind of language is that?

It's Coptic.

High Coptic.

It means: There are always people who love you.

Timm, Timm, Timm.

Now your money is gone.

No...

Here it is.

You can't trust anyone, Timm.

Here are 5 marks. Don't lose them.

Meet me next Sunday at 5 to 3 at the pavilion by the betting booth.

Then you can win again. - What's your name?

Baron Lived.

Be on time.

What?

Baron what?

During that time, he could hardly sleep.

And when he did, he dreamed that he lost the money,

or that he didn't make it to the track by 3.

Where are you going, Timm?

TO play.

Would you be so kind and get me

four pieces of bee sting cake? Put it on our tab.

No pouting, Timm. Either you help out

or stay at home and consider your selfishness.

You already owe me over 10 marks.

Your mother buys two pieces of bee sting every day.

Stepmother. - Give him the cake, Mom.

Not even Senator Stassen eats that much bee sting cake.

You have to be able to afford it.

I'll pay it back tonight, I promise.

How are you going to do that?

I'll rob the Senator.

Here's your slip. Now off to the booth. Where's your money?

The booth is closing soon!

You could've won.

You're not good at making money.

It's fate.

I have to go. Sorry. Take care.

Perhaps I can still help you.

Sell me your laugh.

My What?

You don't have much to laugh about. Sell me your laughter.

That's impossible. - Try it. Give me your laugh,

and you'll win every bet. We'll sign a contract.

I have to go home. - No, no, no.

Listen...

"Timm Thaler sells Baron Lived his laughter.

In exchange, he wins every bet.

Should he ever lose, he gets his laughter back.

He may tell no one about this contract. If he does,

he loses the ability to win bets without getting his laughter back."

Do you understand?

Like, "Eat up and the sun will shine"?

No, Timm, this is real.

It works.

But how is that possible?

Here.

Marzipan, the long shot, is starting now.

You sign, I give you another 5 marks, you bet...

You still have 4 minutes. A win will get you... 677 marks 30.

And if I bet on a different horse, it'll win too?

Bingo!

Here.

I signed here. And now you.

Shouldn't my stepmother sign? - Nonsense. Just sign.

If I go now, you'll never know what it's like to be a winner.

What a strange fountain pen. - A modern writing instrument!

Am I just selling you my laughter, or my teeth too?

No! Sign it, now!

Are you an albino?

Let's forget it, Timm.

Red ink. Just like at school.

Well done, Timm.

And now go...

and bet on Marzipan.

Now back by only a length,

and he wins, Ladies and Gentlemen!

Who would've thought?

That's a name that,

I will let melt in my mouth, Marzipan.

Where did you get this?

May I take Ida to the movies?

No, Timm, I don't want your savings. Keep your money.

I'm paying.

Can Ida come to the movies?

You sound so congested. Do you have a cold?

I choked on something.

Sorry.

Laughing is healthy.

You, Employee 2319...

and 5478. Good job with the boy.

From now on, as my assistants, you'll deal exclusively with Thaler.

But we're just temp replacements for the two demons who usually sit here.

And children are not at all our specialty.

Our talents lie more in filing techniques and office organization.

The new ring binders, for example,

with the gray cloud look. That was our idea.

Bat royal pervers murzn. - Ah yes.

What we'd also be very interested in

is sexual magic.

You should be happy.

You'll monitor Timm Thaler and submit a daily report

on what the boy is up to.

No skribi-skribi.

Pruki-pruki! Orgie, sexy! Ui, ui, ui...

My colleague says... - When I say you can be happy,

then you'd better be happy.

Yes, we're extremely happy.

Keep in mind, we'll need a disguise.

I mean, he'd recognize us on the spot.

We'll need makeup, costumes...

A dressing room would be...

Belial?

God, it's so dark here.

Behemothsi! - Belial, where are you?

Attention!

I want witty novels.

Funny magazines, zany joke books.

Anything funny.

Starting today, a new wind is blowing. A funny wind.

Are you mad at me for something? - Why's that?

You seem so odd. ls something wrong?

No. Here, for you.

Where did you get the money?

Look at the funny nose on that balloon.

Where did you get the money, Timm?

I won it. - No, tell the truth.

Please.

I robbed Senator Stassen. - What?

Really? - Sure.

I robbed him.

Well, Ida, did you have fun?

You're so pale. What's wrong?

Mom? I have to tell you something.

But you can't tell anyone.

Timm and I were at the movies. And he said...

Do you know what a rumor is?

robbed Senator Stassen.

When someone without much of a life hears something they shouldn't,

and then tells it to her neighbor.

And that neighbor in turn tells her neighbors,

who tell their husbands and children,

and everyone adds something to the story,

to make it sound more exciting.

And that's how, come evening, the whole street knew

that Timm had brutally attacked and robbed Senator Stassen.

Evening.

You ruined our reputation!

How?

Hey, what are you...

Money, money, money. So much money.

I... - Shut your mouth, Timm!

I'm terribly disappointed.

I don't know what to do with you.

Didn't you want to do it with this? - Thanks, Erwin.

Have you lost it?

It pains me more than you...

but you'll get your lesson.

Mrs. Thaler?

Mrs. Thaler, I called the police.

Nobody was mugged or robbed.

Then where does the money come from? - Let Timm explain.

I got the money from the track.

I have the receipt.

Oh. Yummy.

Being a rat has its advantages.

These dirt clods taste like chocolates.

No noshi-noshi. Skribi-skribi.

How am I supposed to keep a log? I have no pen, no notepad.

Huh?

I don't even have a thumb. - Oh.

No one gets rich with gambling.

Luck is fickle. - But it wasn't luck.

I just always win. - In any case,

you and Erwin will get new pants.

I want my gravestone. - We'll put the rest in the bank.

And as of now, you'll be a good boy.

Promise?

Wanna bet 5 pfennigs I can roll a marble right into the middle?

10 says you can't.

I'll bet 20 pfennigs that I can roll

four marbles in a row into the middle.

Bet's on.

Bet you that the chair is rotten. 10 pfennigs.

Sure, stupid. Hand over the money.

You owe "stupid" 10 pfennigs.

Mother!

My father was a wanderer

And I am just the same

So wandering I go many a mile

Swinging my wander cane

"Faleri," cheerful and loud! - Fa/er/'...

Timm, sing along, darn it!

Faleri, Faler...

"Falera," I mean.

Anyone feel like a round of marbles?

Not interested.

The sun sure is hot today.

Murzni-purzni. Moho sadno. Ui, ui, ui...

Stop saying "ui, ui, ui" all the time.

He's just a little person.

Watch this, he's about to let the apple fall.

Wanna bet? He'll let the apple drop on 3.

One...

two...

and three!

Vitamins!

Thanks.

If the sun keeps beating down on us...

I need sun screen for my tail.

You called, Sir?

Make me laugh.

I want to see something amusing.

Something amusing, yes.

I know a joke.

Two liverwursts are sitting in a tree. One throws the other down.

Who did it?

The coarse one.

Too bad.

I sense zero amusement when I see you.

Me neither.

But perhaps, Sir, if you don't look at me so gravely.

I am not looking gravely.

Or do you have a problem with my eyes?

For Heaven's sake, no. On the contrary,

I find your yellow eyes quite striking, really.

No, really, yellow is my favorite color.

I always say yellow is the new brown.

Gr... green.

Blue?

Is that supposed to be funny?

A bit of encouragement:

If I don't get something to laugh about,

I'll demote your attractive colleague to the basement for the next 1000 years.

Please, Sir, my colleague hasn't clone anything to you. But that,

that's good. That motivates me.

I'm much funnier already.

Hello. - Hello, Ida.

Is Timm home?

Could you give this to him? - I'd love to.

Thank you.

No one wins all the time. And Timm least of all.

No one's that lucky.

I'm lucky a lot, Mother.

SORRY

No one is that lucky.

We came to this awful place, Timm, so you learn

that you can't always win in life.

It's totally complicated.

And who will win the next race, Timm?

That one.

Number 2. - Lampedusa.

What kind of name is that?

The race is on, Ladies and Gentleman, and it'll be close.

Erwin, let me have that.

Lampedusa, now passing Narciss,

now neck and neck with Romero. And Lampedusa

pulls ahead! - Yes, come on!

And he wins, Ladies and Gentlemen!

Mother, we won! Yeah!

Should I bet again?

We're stopping.

We're going home. - No, please, just one more time!

If we bet it all on the next race, we'll have around 40,000 marks.

No one is that lucky. At least not simple folk like us.

But you'll win again, right Timmy?

I think so. - Are you quite sure, Timm?

Oh, Good Lord.

Timm, I trust you.

Halali.

We'll put it all on Halali.

Listen, Halali can Twin.

My son Timm does what he thinks. He knows what he's doing.

Right, Timmy?

Everything on Halali.

The race is on, and it's going to be close.

I have a good feeling.

We have our good luck charm, our Timmy.

Now Halali is making a move from way back.

Past Argento, past Suspiria.

And now they're all coming around on the final stretch...

Halali has trouble catching up with the leaders.

And now crossing the finish line is... Gigolo!

Winner of the final race,

in front of Robinson Crusoe

and Mirabella del Sol!

Thar was our last race. Have a nice evening!

Halali wins, huh?

Wasn't his day today.

You lost my money, damn it, you loser

Really! You're so stupid!.

Attention, Ladies and Gentleman!

Our veterinarian has just

disqualified the first three horses.

The winner is...

Halali. Halali!

Oh, Timm, I was just kidding. It's just a game.

I'm as emotional as a child. Did I scare you?

We love you so much. - Yes, we do!

He didn't turn around to look at Erwin and his stepmother,

who were busy with their enormous winnings.

Right now, Timm wished he could have his father back.

And he was drawn to the place

where his father took him last.

Ah, the bet winner.

Have one on me.

Come on.

You're a natural player.

A small beer? - Thanks, but I don't drink.

I'm only 12.

How do you know so much about horse races?

Tell me.

You don't have to.

As for me, I'm no gambler. I just like horses.

The three best things in the world: horses, this rum,

and the matron of this hotel.

My name's Kreschimir. - Timm.

You interested in an honest game of cards?

What else do you do with your money? - My stepmother keeps it.

So you can earn a bit on top. Shall we start with 10 pfennigs?

I only have 5 marks.

I'm the son of Hans Thaler, by the way. - Who?

Hans Thaler. My father. You must know him.

He used to be the boss here.

Oh yeah. Sure, uh...

How's is he?

He's dead.

Would you like to eat something?

I... I'm not hungry.

You have to go home.

You and your stepmother will get along. - No,

I'm looking for a job. - You're too young.

You're still in school.

Wanna bet that no one at school misses me?

And that I get a job here?

For a bottle of what you're drinking.

All right. If you lose, you wash up for two nights. Satisfied?

Kreschimir!

Good evening, Yvonne. You look fantastic.

That's not how I feel. The elevator boy has disappeared.

He'd like to do it.

But he's still a bit too small.

What's your name?

Okay, the guest comes in,

you ask what floor, and set the number.

You can manage that, right?

One more thing: Smile.

Always smile. - I'm not really a big smiler.

Then look dignified. That's even better.

Can I sleep here too?

There's no sleeping here, just working.

Hello?

Mr. Lived?

I'd like to have my laughter back.

I don't want to win any more bets either.

What do you want back?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Go back to sleep.

"Please don't look for me. I have a job.

You can keep the money. Timm."

Ida! Look, it's Timm.

Hey.

I'm leaving.

Of course Ida could've asked Timm where he was going,

and if he got her cake.

But she was too shy for that.

Instead, she said...

I see.

And of course Timm wanted to tell Ida about the races,

and about the hotel.

And mostly he wanted to ask her why she had betrayed him.

For in reality, Ida was the only person

who meant anything to Timm.

And he missed her a lot.

But he had his pride.

And so he said:

I have to get going.

And Ida wanted to say, "Please don't go."

But instead, she said:

PH.

That's just great!

Bye.

Ida, it hurts me to see you cry.

Come, have a seat.

Come on.

Are you surprised I know your name?

Timm has told me a lot about you.

Yes.

I was a good friend of his father's.

He really likes you.

And he's not mad at you about your little misunderstanding.

Was...

Was he happy about the cake?

The cake?

Yes.

To be honest, he was incredibly happy about it.

If he's still mean to you,

it's because... - Because of what?

Well, dear...

when I look at you, I notice, in a good way...

that your feet are different from those of other girls.

Rest assured, I love feet of different sizes, but...

But boys like Timm,

in the end they prefer girls with pretty, normal feet

over little girls with pretty club feet.

Ida! Ida, wait.

I have a reason for being so cruel.

I once had feet like yours.

Now they're normal.

Would you like that too?

Shall I get rid of your club foot?

Can we make a deal, Ida? Hm?

Hands off! - What does it cost?

Too expensive for you.

And that one?

Even more expensive.

They're all unique pieces.

But I've seen that one at the cemetery. - Nonsense!

On Hans Thaler's grave, I believe.

And the inscription is: "For my dear Papa."

Nonsense! - Wanna bet?

5 marks.

Very strange.

Excuse me? Do you know a Baron Lived?

Aren't you the boy who always wins? - He's usually wearing funny glasses.

Boy, when someone always wins,

people think something's weird.

Then they'll stop coming. And we'll have to close our track.

So my advice, no matter how you do it,

don't ever come back here again.

Do you know the Baron or not?

Don't stare at me like that. Get lost!

Thank you for your help.

I'm sorry, but there is no Baron Lived in the directory.

Thank you. Thanks.

So disgusting!

The fat one with the hat ate some wallpaper, then burped.

Are you kidding me? if a guest sees this we'll be in trouble.

Someone has to kill them.

Give them to me. I'll do it.

Have you ever done that before? - Yes, lots of times. It's fun.

Ouch! - Now get out of here.

They'll kill you. - Let's get out of here.

Arne traparta!

Yes, he saved us. But why?

Because I'm so cute.

Schnotz borzna-vorzna!

Yes, you're right.

Timm is a good boy.

When can I expect to receive my new Timm Thaler reports?

They're just about done, Sir.

Then get to it, you bozos.

Oh, Belial...

We're way too small and insignificant

to be able to help anyone.

When he thought he was alone, he often took out

his contract and read it.

If he should lose just once,

then he would get his laughter back.

Say, why are you so sad?

Are you lovesick?

Or is it a secret?

I respect that.

I respect horses, secrets and the hotel matron.

How do you like the matron? - Good.

Do you know a Baron Lived?

He usually wears these funny glasses.

And he's often at the track. - He's not a horse?

Then I don't know him.

Maybe he'll come to the hotel. - Who?

Your Baron? Here?

Wanna bet that he'll come tomorrow?

10 pfennigs.

All right.

There we are.

Welcome.

Hello, there. Which way?

Hello! Hello, hello.

Hi. Good morning.

Greetings. Yes, hi.

Hello.

Hey, Timm. The uniform looks good on you.

I want my laughter back.

I don't want to win anymore. - Everyone wants to win.

The contract says I get it back if I lose a bet.

But you won't lose. Never again.

One little question:

How does grinning work?

This is my first appearance in a long time.

Afterwards you and I will go out to eat.

No, thanks.

Now, now, my boy. You wished for me to come.

Suddenly, Timm realized

that he recognized the Baron's new eyes.

Dear friends!

Just a moment...

Let's make a little call!

Belial, quick, quick!

Hello?

Yes, hello? Behemoth speaking!

Hold up the antenna, I can't hear a thing.

Can you hear me?

Yes, Sir, loud and clear.

Eat! Drink!

Fortify yourselves! - He wants us to eat.

Make sure the boy doesn't take off.

But, Sir. In our rat disguise, we can't get into the hotel.

Unfortunately, they would kill us.

Just do it.

By the way, this is mobile communication.

The future of evil!

Hello?

Shit!

The battery is empty.

Kreschimir!

Kreschimir!

They're worse than insurance brokers.

I bet you one match that I get to Bakery Bebber as fast as possible.

Very funny. - Kreschimir, please.

Give me your hand.

We're out of cake. Take a taxi to the best bakery and get more. Go!

Come on, the Boss said we should follow Timm.

Baron kommando noshi-noshi.

Right. You're right.

First he said we should eat.

Yummy tummy! - And we should follow the Boss' orders.

What are you wearing? - Where's Ida, Mrs. Bebber?

She has two healthy feet! - Where is she? I have to see her!

Upstairs. A new trust fund paid for it!

Are you keeping an eye on the boy? - We're following orders.

Pruki-pruki. - How do you grin again?

Through the subtle interplay of the risorius and the mentali musculus.

Just raise the corners of your mouth.

Yes, just like that.

Nervosna, nervosna.

Here.

Dear friends...

I was gone for a long time.

Some of you may have thought he'll never return.

Some may even say Lived doesn't even exist.

But I sure do exist!

Ida?

Ida, it's me, Timm.

Hey...

I have a slight eye infection.

You sold him your eyes.

You can't tell anyone, right?

I have normal feet. Just like you wanted.

What? No, that's nonsense!

For a long time, we experimented with fear.

But if you want to take away their soul,

if you want to teach them about the fascination of evil,

well, that seems old-fashioned.

He said the eyes won't limit me. - Listen...

I don't need glasses, can read in the dark,

I can even see people naked if I want. And I save electricity.

We'll bet. That you get your eyes back.

You think they're ugly. -lda, give me your hand.

I say

that a time of kindness and laughter shall begin.

We want to laugh! Joke around!

We will win over more people...

and sell more, because they'll laugh with us.

Laughter goes to the heart, and the heart conquers the mind,

but in the end, we'll have the last laugh. Right? Right?

We'll bet 5 pfennigs that you get your old eyes back.

You've turned mean. And your mouth is a thin line. Go away.

We've known each other since birth.

And I've never clone you wrong. Just because I don't grin

doesn't mean I'm not your friend.

Now let's bet! - You didn't even like the cake.

What cake? Ida, please!

Mutual ideas,

deeds,

achievements.

Let's seize the moment!

Are you a bell boy now?

Ida, please, your hand.

Let us turn this world of ours into a happy, laughing world.

Something's wrong.

Give me your hand.

Shit!

Everything okay, Boss?

Grinzla, grinzla.

My colleague says this would be the right moment to grin.

The party's over.

You owe me 5 pfennigs.

How did you do that?

I'll be back tomorrow.

I have to go. - Wait!

Didn't you say you had the boy under control?

Well, Sir, we thought

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that our order was to eat first.

Huznihazni handizuh,

himpni hampni bimpibuh!

That's a play on words

in Coptic. It means:

First comes food, then the work ethic.

You losers made a complete fool of me!

Interesting. I'm laughing about me and my defeat.

And the laughter gives me strength!

If you fail me one more time, I will snub you out.

Go on, you two. Laugh with me.

I have the cake.

I think I know your secret, Timm.

I know what it is.

Wanna bet the match I owe you

that it is about to rain?

All right.

I won.

Because if you bet it'll rain,

I automatically bet it won't rain.

Or we'd be betting the same thing.

Oh, right. Then I'll bet that it won't rain.

Why don't you just bet

that a horse will not come into the lobby

and sit down at the reception desk?

Fine.

A horse!

Which idiot untied my horse?

Come to me, come on. Easy now.

I'll take you home. We have to get back to work.

You want to make another bet?

Yes.

I know. Will you bet me 1 mark

that the hotel matron will walk in and fall in love with me?

I bet the hotel matron will walk in, fall in love with you and kiss you.

Timm, I don't want it anymore. Let's cancel it.

Timm, give me your hand. Bet she doesn't love me. Please!

But you wished for it. - But that's not how it's done.

Kreschimir...

When I see how masculine you look,

drinking our rum,

then I think...

Keep it up, and you're fired.

Thank you.

No sleeping here, just working!

You win every bet, right?

But you gave something up in exchange. That's why you're so sad?

Can we change the subject? - Or on another note,

what happens if you lose a bet?

Will you be happy again?

Tell me. - I have to go.

That's your secret.

You'd like to lose. Right?

The host, the world's richest man... What's his name, Le Pudding?

Lived.

I have an idea.

Listen...

If you bet a match that you're richer than the world's richest man,

you'll surely lose. Because it's impossible.

If you don't want to lose, you don't have to.

All right.

I'll bet you a match that I'm richer than the world's richest man.

Thanks, Kreschimir. That was very nice of you.

Sleep tight.

DEVIL

The Devil.

Timm Thaler?

Police. Come with us.

Stop right there. What has he done?

You can't just arrest someone.

Baron Lived has committed suicide. This boy is his sole heir.

He needs protection. He is now the world's richest man.

Ms. Yvonne? It's Kreschimir.

Something's wrong with him.

Is his heart still beating?

Kreschimir.

My dear, clear Kreschimir, open your eyes.

The Baron is laid in state here.

You'll be safe here. Your guardian will come tomorrow.

Who is my guardian?

Welcome home, Mr. Thaler.

Yes, Mr. Thaler?

What's that thing on the table?

That bubbling thing. - A chocolate fountain, Mr. Thaler.

Good morning! Do you like your room?

But you're... - Baron Pierre Lived is dead.

I'm Xavier Lived. His twin.

Your legal guardian for the next six years.

You had 3 marks in your pocket.

Added to your inheritance, you are exactly 3 marks richer

than the world's richest man at the time of your bet.

And now enjoy a healthy breakfast.

Eat. - Thanks, I'm not hungry.

What would you like?

I want my laughter back. - Is it so important?

Fine.

There you go. Laugh. Go on!

Thank you. - Very nice. You're welcome.

Now pay attention.

Please smile, Timm.

Say chicken poo, chicken pee.

Or else he won't laugh.

Thanks, that's it. Everybody out.

Good presswork is priceless. We have a contract. You understand.

And it just happens to be my laughter now.

You can't steal people's laughter! - You sold it so you could win.

And are you winning, or not?

You're a thief!

You traded your laughter for something better.

You know what laughter is, my dear? A hiccup, a sickness, a kind of fever.

Except everyone wants to catch it.

Laughing makes people's brain twitch.

You couldn't care less, but it makes me rich.

This is Tayo from Nigeria.

His house burned down. His property is for sale.

And I will get it, because I laugh with Tayo.

At the signing of the contract, I tell a joke, compliment him.

Once we have Tayo's property, we dig a deep hole

to drain the water from his village.

We fill it into bottles.

So, you might ask yourself: ls Tayo still laughing?

Because now everyone in the village has to dig deep into their pockets.

It's our water now. We found it. The country's been pumped dry.

They have nothing to drink.

They're my customers now, who pay big money for their own water.

And by the way, this is my office.

Here, the best demons... I mean employees

are looking for new business opportunities all over the world.

Our top sellers are religious wars and catastrophes.

This little button makes fire, that one storms,

this one an earthquake. And this one...

lets a new fever loose. And once the plague is raging,

that's when we come in, smiling tenderly, and save lives,

sell things to ease the suffering: medicine, hospitals, toys.

No. No, not toys.

We give those to poor children.

Just like old clothes.

Meanwhile, a photographer takes a photo of us laughing with the kids.

That's what you call advertising.

I want to go.

Many people would die to be this close to me.

A little more respect would be nice.

You are such a... You're not even a human!

You'd like to be one, you mimic everything.

But you can't pull it off.

What anger!

What a fantastic dark side!

That boy will make a proper demon someday.

What are you looking at?

With every bet the boy wins, he loses part of his soul.

He's nearly mine.

Did you find his relatives? - Yes, yes.

Oh Timmy, my dear Timmy.

Anyone feel like hitting me?

Or cursing at me? - I may have hit you by accident.

But you're dear to me. I'm not a bad person,

I just want it as a loan. - Where's the money from the track?

I wanted to double it, then it was gone. - Money's no problem for you!

Be quiet. - I tried. I only wanted your best.

And you have it so good. - Stop.

Don't talk to Mother like that!

You just take off, do what you want, and leave us behind. With our expenses!

Sit down, Erwin!

Erwin, everything okay?

I'll bet one match that they both lose their mouths.

What an original bet.

The bet's on.

So you want money.

I'll give you 20,000 marks, okay?

Maybe 30,000.

I understand.

That's not enough.

I'll give you 60,000.

And now I bet 1 pfennig you get your mouths back and get lost.

And now run!

Bet you 1 mark...

that they won't slip and fall down the stairs.

Bet you 2 marks that they won't fall again.

Bet you 3 marks they get attacked by bees.

I love bees.

Damn bees!

Yes!

Bet you 5 marks that they won't get hit by lightning.

We're going to be good friends over the next few years.

You'll have tutors. I have something for you!

Can I see my friends? - I'm your friend, Timm.

I want Ida here.

Your friends are happy where they belong.

And this is no place for them. They can't be in your new world.

If you see Ida or that Kreschimir again,

they'll be in danger.

Kreschimir isn't doing well at all.

What's wrong with him? - He just fainted a little.

It's due to his drinking.

If I promise never to see him again,

will he get well again? - Possibly.

Bet you that he... - I can't bet with you anymore.

This is a gift from someone who wants to be your friend.

With this you'll learn how to manage the world.

And as for Ida...

If you want her to stay healthy, and not go blind, or even die,

then make sure she never sees you again.

Or better yet: that she doesn't want to.

It says in the paper that he lives here.

I know he's there, and I know he wants to see me.

There are real lights in the windows. - Careful!

It's all very complicated.

Nothing for little pudgy fingers.

Well, then it's nothing for you.

What can I do for you, Ida?

I still owe you 5 pfennigs. - Keep it. You need it more than I do.

But there's one thing you could do for me, Ida.

Bet with me that Kreschimir gets well again.

Who? - Kreschimir.

Someone I know from the hotel.

I'll bet you he gets well again.

Recognize me?

Am I in Heaven?

You must have a lot of new friends here.

You guessed it.

You and I are just too different.

I'm here, and your home is still the bakery.

Why are you so cruel?

I'm not.

There are toys in the room next door.

You can choose three dolls before you go.

Or four if you want.

Good? - Too early.

Now. Now you should've laughed. - Damn it.

That's right, always laugh at other people's pain.

I forgot.

Can I go play, please. - Let's do it one more time.

Continue. Next reel, you bozos!

Go on, put on the second reel. - Arseholdru!

Belial, that man killed Timm's father just to get to Timm.

Then he got rid of all his friends.

If we don't obey him, he will eradicate us, like that.

Nossi cowardalski! - Yes, I am afraid of that man!

But most of all, I'm afraid for you.

Not now.

Soon we will go on a trip.

I'll show you the world, and how it works.

And before that, I'll make sure that everyone in this city loves you.

Does someone named Kreschimir work here?

Thank you.

He'd never let himself be photographed like this.

As if it's not the real Timm. - True.

And his smile is so strange. He never laughs.

He always used to laugh.

Really? - Yes, he laughed all the time.

Strange.

And did he always win too?

No.

"Timm Thaler Cup."

"Donated by our city's famous boy at the central racetrack."

That's next Sunday.

Ladies and Gentlemen!

Betting slips for 10 pfennigs,

while supplies last.

For our Timm Thaler Cup!

Donated by the wealthiest boy alive.

The best part is: All profits made here today

will be matched and paid out

to the city's orphans.

So let's get started.

Place your bets and do good in the process.

The poorer the people, the more they love wealth.

Go ahead, wave, wealthiest boy alive. Go on, wave.

He can't see us. - We have to get to the grandstands.

In that beautiful zeppelin,

the two of us will lift off to the exuberant applause of the people.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

there he is!

Son of our city. - Come on.

The boy who, despite all he has achieved...

Enjoy it.

Has stayed true to himself:

Timm Thaler!

Make sure no one gets too close to him.

If you mess this up, that's it. - There he is!

Timm Thaler, my dear boy,

You look even younger than I thought.

Is that a compliment for a boy?

Here are the children whom this is really about:

The city orphanage children's choir.

Would you step over to the orphans, young man?

And no stupid laughing, this film is so expensive!

One, two...

three!

And you, dear children, have brought us a song.

Right? 'Yes!

Ladies and Gentlemen, the orphanage's own children's choir!

Hey! Please come down at once.

Or you'll be asked to leave. - We have to see Timm Thaler.

Please. - You're banned from the premises!

And I'm calling for back-up!

Swinging my wander cane

Look at the smile on that orphan.

Almost like yours, but cuter.

More innocent.

You'll bet with him that his smile belongs to you.

And when we fly into the sky,

we'll be laughing together.

Please, he's our friend. I just want to talk to him.

Friendliki, oh! - Have a heart.

Behemothsi, hm?

Sorry, she says you should leave.

Cowardallski arseholdru! - Yes, I am a coward.

And I'm afraid of the boss. And I have no heart,

and I don't have a nice soul. I have no soul at all! There!

Mi lart, mi heart.

Nu?

A big round of applause,

clear friends of the Timm Thaler Cup,

for the orphanage children's choir.

Very nice, very nice.

No, I'm just not used to not obeying.

Would you like to meet Timm Thaler?

Someone would like a word. - Who?

Not here. Under the bandstands.

Strange.

I have the feeling that I know you. - This lady will bring you down there.

Do good by placing a bet!

Where is he? - Who?

Timm. - Oh, him.

He said you should wait here for him, Sir.

He has, for the tiniest of moments...

Gone to the bathroom? - Yes.

Just say so, idiot.

Guardian, Sir?

A word, if I may.

I am very proud to have you in front of the mic,

clear Baron.

Now I know where I know you from!

You stole my money!

Or shall I say, Mr. Baron?

No, no, no.

In bad operettas and comedies they say Mr. Baron.

Right? - Just call me Baron.

Speaking of comedy...

Timm! - What do you want?

Money? - We want to bet, Timm.

Our audience wants to know...

Timm, I bet that you can't laugh.

You can get your laughter back. Give me your hand.

I bet that you can't laugh.

Thanks, but no.

Of the wealthiest boy alive. Right?

Sorry, I didn't understand.

Take my hand, Timm. - Win the bet

and you'll get your laughter back. Even if you lose!

Does he play pranks like other kids his age?

Of course.

Timm plays very...

funny pranks.

But you're Timm. You love to laugh.

I don't need laughter anymore.

Is everything okay, dear Baron? - Sure, what do you think?

Even Petrus cannot ruin this day!

A little downpour is normal in horse racing!

Right', Baron? - Where is he?

He went to the bathroom, really!

Our musicians are taking over. The brass band!

You don't want to live with the Devil! You want to be free!

I've never been this free.

You used to wave to me, Timm. And I waved back.

Where are you?

Where are you?

Timm, listen. I know a joke.

An apple... yes, there's a worm in it.

He eats his way through it,

and from the other side,

another worm comes crawling in. Do you hear?

What does the one worm say to the other?

He says, "Bon appetit."

Bon appetit.

That“

That's another one of those worm jokes.

Ida?

I bet you 5 pfennigs...

that you cannot laugh?

Give me your hand.

Come home, Timm!

Come!

Bet's on! - Nooooo!

Don't cry, Ida.

That was one of the best worm jokes I've ever heard.

Thank you, Ida, thank you!

And your inheritance, Timm?

I don't want it.

Look: tears.

It's the way you hold each other's hands.

Disgusting.

They're diamonds.

You just have to lean over and pick them up.

We don't want them.

You would've ruled the world.

Now you have nothing.

You are nothing anymore!

Let me. I have a plan.

Don't be afraid, children. I take full responsibility.

And I don't approve of what you've done to this boy.

I quit!

But, Sir!

Sir! Please!

Shitty planny!

Are you tame?

Perhaps they feel more like wild animals?

I'll tell my mom they're gold hamsters.

Grown-ups often talk about the good old days.

As if everything used to be better.

That's nonsense, of course.

For nothing is good just because it is long gone.

All times should be good.

Especially when you're young.

It's a time when all adventures should end happily.

You lie down at night and know

nothing bad will happen to you.

Because there is someone who looks after you,

and who loves you.

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Evening, Mrs. Bebber. - You're eating the whole cake.

No, we're just making little holes,

and later we'll fill them with marzipan.

It's so yummy! And you'll be rich.

That's not funny.

Grinzla, grinzla.

What did she say?

When a person laughs, the Devil has lost his power.

BABELFISCH TRANSLATIONS Subtitles: peterigney