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LOL: LAST ONE LAUGHING SWEDEN

-Cheers, friends! -Cheers!

It's good. Must be the ass sweat.

I was so eager to come back!

-Johan, are you all right? -No idea.

I don't believe I laughed.

But you do it reflexively.

Okay, here she comes.

-Eva! -Yes, yes, yes.

-Executioner! -No one's clapping anymore.

No, because now it's serious.

Very serious.

We have an infraction.

Many were happy at Per's return.

-...the ass sweat. -I was so eager to come back!

REPLAY

This is just a guest performance, so you're still not allowed to laugh.

-Pia's first warning. -Pia!

Pia gets her first warning, but we also have a red card.

No...

It's a mix of passivity,

hiding and a little smug smile.

A mix of different things.

It's a tiny smile.

Okay, it fair that I get eliminated.

Give it up for Keyyo! Pia's staying.

You get how tough it is.

-It's tough. -No innate smiles.

-No. -I see you.

It's time to raise the bar. Or maybe lower it.

-Give it up for Keyyo. Bye! -Bye!

Give it up for Keyyo!

You get to hug her. Wonderful Keyyo.

-You smashed a guitar. -Yes.

Yes.

-Yes, but it was out of tune. -I get it.

Hi, guys! Hi, girls! Robinson-Fritte's my name.

And Robinson-Fritte, too.

What silly nonsense!

It was a true Robinson challenge. You were on a desert island.

Only this island wasn't exactly deserted.

It was Hisingen.

I was supposed to live in a studio in Länsmansgården.

The challenge was to stand it as long as possible.

I'm still living there. Länsmansgården is a great place.

Batra is struggling now.

Per has what is called funny bones. He doesn't have to do anything.

Add to that him turning up almost buck naked,

wearing a skirt made of sausages,

then you're a goner.

You may marvel at my apparel. It's a festive dress on an island

that's situated somewhere and is a sister town of Länsmansgården.

Just get me out of here.

The islanders sent this festive dress to Länsmansgården,

and we sent them a track suit and a pair of clogs in return.

So now there's some codger walking around over there

in a track suit and clogs.

It's not fair when Per shows up and gets to laugh in character.

That was excruciating.

This thing here is supposed to be teeth from an engendered species.

It might be the Tasmanian tiger-horse.

You may wonder, where does it live?

It doesn't. It's extinct. Someone got its teeth,

and so it couldn't eat anymore, so it died.

I lost that necklace, so this is lottery ring.

But it's supposed to represent teeth from an engendered species.

You might want a lottery ticket? Pia, please, pick one.

I'll read it out loud for all of you.

You won a night with Anis Don Demina

at Hotel Hasselbacken in Stockholm.

I want one to. These prices

-are really great. -I'm so touched.

Yes, a night with Anis. That's not for everyone, certainly.

It isn't.

Play the theme from a well-known movie on your instrument.

It's when he starts playing on his dick flute that I...

...find it very hard not to...

It's like your immune system kicks in

and kind of blocks all your laugh impulses.

Is this really allowed? Does it follow the rules?

He comes in and he gets to laugh.

That's all.

Thank you so much.

Per, you're out of your mind!

-Damn it! -Fucker!

I'm so glad you came back.

Per Fritzell.

Who stands a chance against a sausage flute like that?

What did you say?

It's worth it getting sent off for this.

Very much worth it getting sent off when Per Fritzell is sent in.

We have an infraction. Here's a person who struggled

a long time to keep it together.

Let's see how it looks.

We have some wonderful facial expressions.

David, do you accept my yellow card?

-Yes, I do. -You've been warned, but don't leave.

A yellow card. Take it and give it back, 'cause someone else is getting it soon.

Have a seat. We have enjoyed your work.

Per, you bugger. You can remove the sausage and leave.

People don't get how tough this is.

My hat's off to Per Fritzell.

-Get out of here. -Give it up for Per!

-Oh, dear. -Yes.

-Now we're rolling. -Yes?

Don't step on the dough, Mr. Nilsson.

-Is that Beethoven up there? -Yes.

-That's right. -Where?

Oh, dear.

-Now... -Okay, lets...

You're quite welcome to watch me and Maria at work.

Yes, we will. You've got a card?

Yes, a black card, and I need your help.

-Yes. -And here's for you...

Put on this jacket, and perform the challenge on my command.

P.S. You're only allowed to speak Danish. Yep.

Total disaster.

I suck at Danish.

My strong suit is not talking.

Especially not in Danish.

Pia gave a black card to Maria.

There will be a newscast. Have a seat.

As with all newscasts,

you will have various images to comment on.

-This is the news. -Yes.

I really tried saying something,

but the words kind of eluded me.

-Oh, my God. -How are they keeping it together?

-Brilliant, Maria! -I mean...

How are you not laughing?

-It's incredible. -Total magic.

-I mean, that was... -Funny as hell.

-It was terribly funny. -Maria, terribly good.

When you see all the funny stuff happening here,

you think, "What a waste."

This is so funny.

If we could put this together and rehearse.

Put it up on the stage.

A really good revue. Full house.

Okay, what now?

-Have a beer, maybe? -That's cozy.

Mind my guitar, please.

Thanks.

What's Henrik up to now?

-I've got some... Belated congrats. -Thanks.

-Here. Belated congrats. -Why, thank you.

Henrik's idea of birthday gifts is brilliant.

It's irritating I didn't come up with it myself.

The clever thing is, when it's wrapped up, it becomes a setup,

a punch line.

Absolutely lethal.

-Should I open it now? -Congrats. Yes, go on.

Plastic wrap. Thank you.

-You're welcome. -So great.

This gift filled me with joy.

I've been searching everywhere for 29-centimer plastic wrap.

It seems it's out of stock.

Almost all plastic wrap is 31 centimeters now.

It has a special smell.

What's this?

-"Tipp-Ex." -It's Tipp-Ex.

Well, you know what a woman needs.

-I thought so. -At my age.

-"At my age"? -Now I can just...

-The wrinkles. Gone. -Dorsin is so unpredictable.

He eats strange food and gives away strange gifts.

Who is he?

-My friends! -Here's David Batra's.

Here it comes.

-Used teabags? -Teabags, yes.

-Am I the only one left? -Yes, we're waiting for you.

This is so exciting.

-Well, I don't know. -No?

-No, or yes. -What's that?

When your drain is clogged.

Or for delivering a baby.

-It's so pretty. -Thank you so much.

I do appreciate this. I often get clogged.

Thanks, Henrik.

Damn it!

Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Maria starting to make popcorn.

Something's cooking on the stove, right?

I'd better stay clear.

Getting to close to a crazy Maria Lundqvist making popcorn

would be very dangerous.

Maria's waiting for the explosion.

She has no lid on.

Someone's at the door. It must be your dessert.

Hi!

Not those faces, please.

Get over here and give me your undivided attention.

Take that off the stove, quickly.

Henrik Hjelt appears and I'm thinking, "Oh, no."

Would you stand in line here by the stools, please?

This competition has been going on for hours.

-And the comedy level is very low. -I know.

-It's not working. -No.

So now we're going to produce

one teeny-weeny minute of quality humor.

The viewers, the production, want more humor with farts and slapstick.

Some desperately needed feedback.

One of you will be responsible for the whoopee cushion.

-That's you. -Okey.

-The next person gets a hooter. -The hooter.

There it is. Let's see.

Yes, the funny hat. Incredibly funny.

-Funny hat. -You take it.

-He got the funny hat? -That's right.

And a one-liner to be delivered. I thought I'd give it to you.

-A one-liner? -Yes, I was thinking, like,

"What's up, man?" or something. You decide.

And this one. You're to shove a cake into your own face.

God, that's fun.

At first I was sad because Johan gets these funny things.

They're a riot.

But then I get the cakes. I'll give Henrik Hjelt a kiss later.

Here's the script, for your viewing.

Very clear. It's whoopee cushion, hooter, helmet, one-liner and cake.

A round of applause, please.

Okey? On my mark. One, two, three.

What's up, man?

No, what you're doing with the hat, it doesn't work at all.

-Now you ruined it for everyone. -What?

-I didn't do anything. -You weren't being attentive.

That's too bad. I hope you're happy with yourself.

Let's... Let's get another cake.

-Let's try it again. -Yes.

Let's try again, on my mark. One, two, three.

What's up, man?

No, no. Bam, take it down. Take the cake down.

You must ask yourself, "Who's the star here, you or the cake?"

-I can't take this. -How do they keep from cracking up?

They're so exhausted by now that we can ask them to do anything.

This is a good cake. The safe word in slapstick humor.

It's a lifesaver.

-Okay, a bit fast off the mark there. -What's up, man?

No, wait a minute...

Yes. Okay...

What happened? What's happening?

What is this?

We're gonna get a teeny-weeny minute of quality humor. Please, be alert.

Okey, let's do this. One, two, three.

What's up, man?

Damn it, that was good.

Yes, extremely funny.

Listen, everyone, that was great.

Here's something to build on. At least for a trailer.

So, thank me very much.

And you go back to what you were doing.

-Nice of you to drop by. -Bye, Henrik.

Give it up for Henrik Hjelt.

Hey, Maria, your face was put to good use today.

You did well.

Maria has had food in her face the whole time. Or mustaches.

When you draw it out so long, it becomes funny eventually.

You can't take one more cake.

-Was this in your face yet? -No.

Then I'll taste it.

No!

-That's tough for Pia. -I'll take this one instead.

You really should try it, Pia. It's so refreshing, you see.

-Is it? -It's marvelous.

-Refreshing, isn't it? -I can't breathe.

-Yes, it was nice and cold. -Yes, it's delicious.

I got one of these... It's really cool.

-In which world are you in now? -I'm in a cash and carry.

I'm shopping for shampoo. Lots of it.

-I have a big supply. -In a cash and carry with his VR camera.

-Are you gonna milk me? -I don't see you. Only the cash and carry.

Johan Ulveson. Just his name makes me laugh.

Am I in the cash and carry?

I just love Johan Ulveson. Can I say that?

I'm getting one of these pots.

Strange that the goods are fastened to...

It drives me nuts.

Really, it's because my tux is getting sticky from the cake.

Then I remembered that my clothes are soaking. They'll mold.

So, there are five of us,

-there's cake all over the floor. -Quit blabbing and help me out.

-That's your clothes for drying? -Yes, I've got with me.

-Will you also help out, Pia? -Sure.

Will you need clothespins for them?

There's not much wind here in the TV studio.

Now he's dishwashing his tux.

What is this place?

Mom, come and get me already!

This will be a marathon race. There are five of us left.

You have to find a way...

Oh, I've still got my black card.

I've got mine, too, and I don't know who to get.

Me neither.

I'm wondering what's best.

Either I'll give it to David,

who would find it difficult to perform.

Or I'll give it to Henrik, who will be so funny

that the others will probably crack up.

-Henrik, have you got a minute? -Yes?

In a moment. I'll be right there.

There's a lot of people tugging at me right now. Many different wills here.

I'd like you to do something for me. Or are you busy?

No, I'm free anytime.

Maria is trying to use me as some sort of beast of burden.

And Johan is giving me a black wild card.

"Do a pantomime retelling the genesis of the universe..."

-Wow, that's some challenge. -"...until our time." Yes.

-In pantomime? -Yes, not easy.

And then Maria give me her wild card too.

-He gets a double. -Wow.

Yes, I'm retelling the genesis of the universe in pantomime,

while giving a crash course in a foreign language.

I feel like I'm being bombarded.

-The big bang. That's it? -Wow. Clever.

-There's all the stars. -Wow.

-Here come the animals. -Dinosaurs, with small arms.

-Now come the apes! -Yes.

This is good, for real.

-I'm stunned. -Really impressive.

Henrik's pantomime was absolutely fantastic, I thought.

It was like a well-rehearsed act.

-Incredibly good. -Fire! He discovers fire.

-This is good. -He's really good.

But 2023 is still a long way off.

-Yes, a while. -Henrik's a master.

He is, no question.

Whatever you throw at him, he will handle.

Everything! And makes it 10 times better.

-Pissed! Refuses! -Conscientious objector!

-The labor movement. -Revolution!

I notice that I'm drawn to the history of workers.

It's the history of class struggle. I'm jumping with long strides

to the late 1800s, the 1900s.

-Now, let's have common agreement. -Yes, the spirit of cooperation.

There are some historic events that I may have overlooked.

I think I got the important bits.

-Wow, the iPhone arrived. -Google. Selfie!

-Influencers. -YouTube.

Oh, it's so good.

Speculation.

-Fantastic. -Bloody good.

-Was that all improvisation? -Wow.

-From the big bang to influencers. -Crazy good.

-Unbelievable. -Really good.

Out of this, new ways of communicating emerged

as well as new languages.

-That's right. -Let's start with a simple phrase

like, "Hi, where are my swimming trunks?" You say...

Repeat, please.

"Go to hell, you moron."

Thank you so much. It's been a pleasure.

I hope to see you all in another dimension.

I just went into one of those...

When you leave your body for a while.

No, you got it mixed up. Wrong gender there.

Let's imagine that we'll say it in a non-gender way.

But just now, we said bye to a woman.

So, as if it's not a woman, then it's...

-I see. -Or a man...

It's always nice to learn things that will be useful to you.

Man.

Woman.

For when you meet someone who uses that language.

Thank you so much. I hope to see you all in another dimension.

That's enough for you to get by with.

-Jesus! -Language of geniuses.

-Yes, they need help. -This is just crazy good.

God damn it, that funny.

How are they not laughing? I don't get it.

-Wow. -Something's up.

-What happened? -Damn it.

-Eva! -Lordy, what a great time we're having.

My name is Cunt... Ruth.

COMING UP

That athlete's foot of yours, Henrik...