All language subtitles for Drei M+nnner im Schnee (1955).en

THREE MEN in the SNOW

If there were no millionaires,
they would have to be invented.

Mankind needs:

as taxpayers, as economic
captains, as a conversation piece,

and as comedy figures.

A real millionaire
is married to his fortune.

He is happy and
the children have pretty names.

They are Fame and Power and Dignity.

The father enjoys them
as the children grow up,

and he loves them as himself.

But not everyone who owns millions,
is a millionaire.

There are also other rich people.

Who have remained reasonably
natural men,

that act in their gilded environment
naturally somewhat unnatural.

Morning, Albert.

Schnulli gets no milk!

He is and remains a child.
Am I right?

No. It would also be the first time.

Was my massage therapist
with your wife?

She claims he has broken her neck.

- But since they can't talk...
- That proves nothing in a woman.

- It's an abducted lumbago.
- May she get well.

Thank you, Lord Geheimrat.
[privy councilor]

- Post for Schulze?
- Schulze?

Eduard Schulze?

- Eduard Schulze.
- If you please. - Thanks.

[used clothing]
[buy: high price, sell: low price]

Don't make so much noise!

You shouldn't give a concert,
only set the table.

Is it true for lunch there
are lentils with sausage?

Why?

Yesterday there were noodles with beef.

A millionaire should
have a more elegant appetite.

The Herr Geheimrat eats
what tastes good to him.

Do not interfere
with his (lenses/lentils)!

- How long have you with us now?
- Six weeks, Frau Kunkel.

I don't think,
you'll remain here long.

If two think the same,
would it be the wish?

- My desire you now know.
- Mine, you can't, fortunately.

- Goodbye.
- Return again.

Don't act as if you could read.

That you believe
no one really could.

Today the winners are
in the newspaper.

First prize - 14 days,
second prize - ten days,

to stay in an Alpenhotel.

How interesting,
what's it about then?

About the contest
our Putzblank-Werke.

Only unserious people participate
on such matters. There we have it.

The second prize winner lives
(poste restante /general delivery).

One can poste restante live?

- No.
- So what.

And he's still Schulze.

- The first prize winner is even a doctor.
- Dr. Fritz Hagedorn.

Pleased to meet you personally,
Herr Dr. Hagedorn. Please take a seat.

Thank you.

We expect the words all alone
to deliver the penetration.

I'm an adman.

One could envy the company
by which you are employed.

Don't do that,
they went bankrupt a year ago.

I'm still available.

- Letter of application...
- Address it directly to the staff office.

To you, I come
with another request.

Go ahead, young man.

The Schl�ter-Werke bought
a fortnight alpine stay

in luxury accommodations.

You will recover magnificently.

But I don't need to recover.
I am recovering.

I'm not finding a position.

I live at my mother's expense.

She has a small pension,
and has recently rented rooms.

As to relax if you will.
I can not!

Herr Generaldirektor, [CEO]

could not the Schl�ter-Werke
hand over the equivalent

of the travel cost in hard cash?

Excuse me. Tiedemann. Good day.

Rhine-Ruhr transport, all right.

The Herrn Geheimrat personally?

No, you must hit him on the head.

He cares about "Schl�ter's Consolidated
Works" reduced to only one phone.

The Generaldirektor has
nice broad negotiating powers.

You're welcome. Goodbye!

It can't happen, Herr Dokter.

It would be contrary to the spirit and
wording of the competition.

Very unfortunate.

You will not be executed.
Get a few days inhaling mountain air.

- Well then, happy journey.
- Thank you.

Allow me to send you
a packet of fresh snow as

- a sample of no commercial value.
- Can't you pay attention?

Excuse me!

- What radiance in my hut...
- You exaggerate, Herr Tiedemann.

What do I owe the honor?

I want back my nose that got
stuck in another department.

That balance sheets are more
thrilling than the criminal novels,

for 4 weeks, you and Dr. Spitze
have tried to talk me into believing.

Do we need to find something
more amusing for our Crown Princess?

We'll meet again, Frau Hagedorn.

- On Monday I'm back.
- Good business, Herr Franke.

Thanks, Frau Franke.

And greet the honorable Lord Son.
He should not forget

the women of the great world
their heads to twist.

You are a libertine!

- That I'll allow on a business card, at the top?
- Now, get out.

Yes, Fr�ulein Anni.

A nice greeting from Frau M�bius,
and here are the sausages, onions.

Nice of you, receiving them
always changes the whistle.

- Pay tomorrow finally.
- But no hurry yet!

G'day, Miss.

- G'day, Frau Hagedorn.
- G'day, my boy.

Humanity treads on
your luck with feet.

- Who tread on it today?
- A certain Tiedemann.

His job title: Generaldirektor.

When I hinted that I'm still
available, he was cool as [?].

You would need to speak
with the old Schl�ter himself.

He is said to have an underground
nose for capable people.

I don't think the old guy
Schl�ter exists as claimed.

He can't be photographed,
he doesn't give public interviews.

He never proposes six
questions as shovel pile.

One may regard the man
as a fairytale character.

Anyway, go to the mountains
for your money.

- I would prefer you go.
- And flay all the flesh on my beautiful nose.

Will you actually take
your blue suit along?

That's one of the most lustrous
suits that you have gave me.

Where's my daughter?

- Fr�ulein Hilde is arriving at exactly 8.
- Drink a cup coffee with me?

Frau Kunkel also, and cut
a cigar for yourself.

You know to the contrary,
I don't smoke Herr Geheimrat.

- So here I am.
- What, you don't say?

- Have you eaten?
- Yes, in the canteen.

- Have the directors followed well?
- Like clockwork.

- Because they have met you only briefly.
- The main thing is that I know.

Well, my dear father, with what wish
today, do you scare us again?

The Schl�ter-Werke just announced
the winners of a competition.

The first prize a physician
named Hagestolz has won.

No, a doctor Hagedorn.

- And your second prize...
- A certain Eduard Schl�ter.

No, Herr Schulze,
in fact poste restante.

How so "aha"?

- Don't you understand?
- No!

- The Herr Geheimrat is having us on.
- No.

You still don't understand?

No!

The newspaper lied.
This could happen.

There's still a third possibility.

I could have participated
under the name Schulze.

Because one can easily win,
if one is the boss himself.

Then you could, but your directors
will give you the first prize.

However, the directors gave the
second prize to a complete stranger.

I think, the Herrn Geheimrat?

But that they didn't know yet!

Nice directors, not to know that.

End of debate!
Else I climb on the curtain rods.

There you have it. To the poor
Herrn Geheimrat to suffer.

Now my next question.

What is the second prize?

The post office box of
Herr Schulze won a 10-day stay

in a first-rate Alpine Hotel.

Round trip second-class.

I foresee it as dreadful.

You want as this Schulze...

Guess, beloved child: I want to.

I want to demolish the glass house
I'm in. I travel as a poor devil.

With fur and tails.

In his credible wardrobe.
You will be amazed!

We? No, but the people at the hotel.

If they lock you up as a tramp,
we want nothing to telegraph.

Don't worry, Johann travels along.

- I?
- Absolutely.

You'll be staying in the same hotel,
and constantly be my teacher.

But you will not know me. You
travel as a wealthy private citizen.

I don't want to be anything
other than your servant.

Herr Schulze has no servant.

A tuxedo and a ski outfit for you
I have ordered from my tailor.

He who delivers on time.

And when does the trip get underway?

Tomorrow evening.

- I can't ski.
- Then, you'll learn it.

- I'm speechless.
- How nice!

Herr Geheimrat, you are
the oldest child, I know.

You've always had too much
imagination and too much time.

15 years, I'm now in the house,
and you are bored, and we never.

But this time you carry it too far!

I was never given a son,
but don't talk to me about it.

Which reminds me, the physician,
has prohibited any excitement.

Every year you send me
to a spa for my heart,

and when I come back,
the drama starts all over again.

[He hums:]
"Das Wandern ist des M�llers Lust"

It'll be the death of me!

That's up to you. But please
pack my phoney trunk, now ready.

Johann.

You look like an ambassador.

I certainly dare not
let you shine my shoes.

And I may not address you
for the whole time?

Don't you dare!

This one also?

If you don't want that
Herr Schulze freezes, yes.

Dreadful!

My old skates, I rediscovered
them in the attic.

Into the trunk with them!

Answer a special priority telephone
call in the living room quickly!

Here is the number.

Tomorrow you're back home,
dear father.

How so?

They'll chuck you out.

And then the prize could go to one,
who lives dressed like this.

Whom they'll also cast out.
But who please, is not for me to admire?

Then I want my say, my dear daughter
When they are throwing me out

I'll buy the hotel
and throw out the others.

Can I at least occasionally
clean up in your hotel room?

No way!
You'll give away everything.

We go skiing, you play bridge,
and we have sleighing parties.

You invite single women
to dance, so on...

I must really never talk to you?

Under no circumstances.

If I happen to meet you in
the deep forest, and you're all alone?

That would be an exception, but now
I must stay 10 days in the forest.

Tomorrow, one of the Schl�ter-Werke
winners arrives at your hotel.

He has disguised himself as poor,
although he is a millionaire.

Yes, even a multi-millionaire.

Why?

It's a quirk in him.
He wants to study people.

He must, in no way,
realize that you know.

He should believe you regard him
a poor devil, yet treated exemplary.

Oh, fine.
That calms me a lot.

His habits?
This is a good idea, yes.

He'll take a daily massage.

And in the evening has a warm
brick lying in his bed.

Noodles with beef!

Yes, he prefers home cooking.

Noodles with beef,
lentils with sausage, Irish stew.

This style.

For beverages he is particular.
French cognac he especially loves.

Cats!

Do you have Siamese cats?

No? Then get him some.

- Have you got it all jotted down?
- Watch out!

Very good, thank you.
Until we speak again!

Oh, the Herr Geheimrat!

Um, I... rapidly me just watch...

I am only rapidly...
getting ready for the train station.

I rapidly myself, make me?

I'll have to watch
that she doesn't go along.

- Your devotion is disarming.
- Your concern is justified.

- You are to begin a superfluous stupidity.
- Stupidities are never superfluous.

- That sounds like a young girl.
- True for father, not for daughter.

- Naturally.
- Really.

[sleeping car]

All the best.

- Can't you be more careful?
- Excuse me.

Fr�ulein Hilde put me up to saying
every night at ten we call,

so we know how he is doing.

- Every night at ten, good.
- Without him being aware of it.

Don't forget to water the flowers, check
the clock for ten, and breath while talking.

Such a pity that I can't see
you break a leg while skiing.

Do you have any special requests?
The left or right leg?

- Must it be only one, how about both.
- You're such a good person.

- Write immediately.
- Immediately after arriving. Bye.

Watch out, be careful!

Ladies and gentlemen, we are
approaching a sublime landscape.

Guests from around the world
come to visit

and pay the highest prices
in hard currency.

Beauty is expensive.

Here, high above,
a person can lose

the last vestige of mind
against sheer luck and panorama.

One binds wood to the feet
and rushes to the valley.

Once at the bottom, one is
either hospitalized

or goes in the hotel.

In both, restaurant service
and catering are first-class.

And here, as there, during
the season, the rooms are scarce.

Therefore, please don't forget
to make reservations on time.

No, I regret.
Unfortunately nothing available.

- Good morning, Frau Bauern.
- Good Morning.

Bonjour, Madame. The tickets
for the cable car. Bonjour, Monsieur.

- Hello, sir... Has Miss Becker returned?
- No, she was around. Waiting in the hall.

The train with our poor millionaire
will soon arrive.

Are you on the lookout,
Herr Direktor? [manager]

What the man finds in Siamese cats,
I do not know.

Luckily, we just
found some on the path.

Such animals should be
given manicures before use.

- We give him apartment 7.
- Right, 7.

Anyway, the cognac is ready,
the masseur is ordered,

and the chef has noodles
with beef for the man.

- What's his name, the strange bird?
- Yes, that I don't know.

I couldn't ask the young lady
since the tension broke the call.

- Good day.
- G'day, the gentlemen wishes?

Please, after you.
I have 14 days.

Very kind.

A nice room with bath and balcony,
sunny, quiet location.

- That's easy to say, sir.
- Yes.

- We're sold out to the rafters. You should reserve ahead!
- Reception!

The price does not matter.

What? [?]

The kneecap? Oh dear...

Good, sister.
We'll send the luggage over.

You're lucky, sir.
Room 31 is free.

A Dutch woman has broken
something while skiing.

And it with Dr. Reich
my delivered word.

Kneecap?
That may take a long time.

I stay only ten days.

The gentleman's luggage to room 31.
Please fill out the outpatient form.

And what can we do for you,
my lord?

With me is there such a thing?

My name is Fritz Hagedorn and have
yesterday won the Putzblank-Werke prize.

Oh, a warm welcome. The big luggage
is still at the station?

- I don't have large luggage, Herr...
- K�hne. - ... [Mr. Bold]

The poor don't need large luggage.

Which equivalent room was
provided for Dr. Hagedorn?

Apartment 7.

- Apartment 7.
- Seven.

And for lunch there is
noodles with beef.

The simplest is always the best.

- If you please, through the hall.
- Thanks.

That's him.

A charming man.

There are odd people.

This gentleman here is
a millionaire,

comes in as a poor man,
and hopes to have a bad experience.

That won't succeed with us.

How do you know that
he's a millionaire?

We were prepared for him by phone.

Yikes!

Don't you have larger rooms?

Rather a lot for no money.

Yes, we hope that you
will feel at home with us.

Like at home?

Your sense of humor
seems very pronounced.

The masseur comes
tomorrow morning at 8.

The masseur?

- What does he want?
- To massage.

- Who?
- You, Herr Doktor.

Why?

It's healthy,
it promotes blood circulation.

That may be, but this
health care I can't afford.

But Herr Doktor,
it's an honor for us!

Well good, I'll have an honorary
massage. Sincere thanks.

Your luggage put away, Herr Kesselhut.

- Skiing I have to also learn.
- To ski? Yes... One moment please.

Reception.

Bonjour, Madame.

Oui. Non. Wait.

Good day.

Good day.

Je regrette beaucoup, Madame.

You wanted ski lessons.

Then take a few private lessons
with Graswander Toni.

It is pleasant when you with misery are
beating back 30 whores always watching.

- Who is beating back?
- You most likely. - Oh, yeah...

What do you actually want here?

To stay.

That could be little too expensive.
So you better go to an inn.

- Thanks for the good advice.
- Good day.

At last!
It's about time to greet me.

I would have expected
better manners in this hotel.

Out with you!
Make it snappy!

My name is Schulze.

There's some reading material.
Excuse me, take your time.

I'll be right back.

Hopefully one room is still available.

Hopefully, otherwise I must call
Schl�ter-Werken

- on the hotel outlay and complain.
- I'll do what I can.

- I prefer you do more.
- Herr Geheimrat...

- Imagine, as I arrived...
- One word in here, you hit the big hand.

Forgive me.

I would love to guess your name.
Can I?

- I know not why, but please.
- You're called Schulze. True?

It's true.

I know even still more.

You are a prize winner of the
Putzblank-Werke competition. True?

It's true.

And now you have to guess my name.

Hagedorn.

It's true.

- With your permission?
- But of course. - Thank you.

Tell me, Herr Schulze, do you
also have such a grandiose room?

For now I have none at all. But they're
already finding me something suitable.

Well, my little one?
What are you doing?

I play.

- What do you play?
- Nothing.

That is a fine game.

Look what's going on. Herr Schulze
has already captured the millionaire.

Very embarrassing.

- What's your name then?
- Olaf. -...

Perhaps he goes voluntarily,
if we help out a bit.

But how?

Go to the sixth floor bowl.

One, two, three!

Eins, zwei, drei!

Welcome, Herr Schulze,
may I show you to your room?

You may.

- Dear Schulze, may I still see you?
- Herr Schulze will be tired from the long trip.

You're hugely wrong about that.
Of course, we'll see each other.

Very good.

That's right.

Figure...

Turn.

Now again.

- Mommy!
- But Olaf.

You'll tear his arm off.
The kid is pestering you?

- Oh, not at all. Hagedorn.
- Very pleased.

Prof. Heltai, platform dance instructor
and arranger of radiant festivals.

Heavily certified dance instructor.

- Hello!
- Olaf.

A terrible rascal.

- So we're finished for today.
- Until tomorrow. - Until then.

Be nice dear, Muckili.

Yikes!

- Don't you have smaller rooms?
- No.

Nice and cool you have it here.

The central heating only goes to the
5th floor. There's no room for a furnace.

A happy trip I'll have with my doctor
forbidding me to sleep in heated rooms.

This is really good.

And crooked walls I adore.

Force of habit.
Do you understand?

I'm happy to have hit
upon your taste.

- Who actually lived here before me?
- A kitchen girl.

- Did she die only from hunger?
- She quit before that.

And you really know the old Schl�ter?

Like the back of my hand.

- To your health, Herr Doktor.
- Cheers.

Herr Kesselhut knows the old Schl�ter
personally. What a wonderful world!

If I can be of assistance under this
relationship...

Excuse my pushiness.

I'm not mincing, Herr Kesselhut.

I am unemployed, but professional,

and help my mother eat up
her pension for a year.

- That's tough.
- It's dreadful.

- I could recommend you to the Herrn Geheimrat.
- Yes?

He thinks highly of me.

If I now telegraph my mother
and she sends off some of my work

by express, the things are here
the day after tomorrow.

And I give them, even...
send them to the old Schl�ter.

Telegraph her!

What a day!

Let me have sometime alone
with the little millionaire, Baron.

Why?

So I can all the better eat him.

Bon appetit.

Where have we met?

I think we don't know, madam.

Then it's high time this intolerable
state comes to an end. Casparius.

Thea Casparius.

- Herr Hagedorn.
- I know, Herr Doktor.

First name: Fritz.

I have inquired about you.
They were straight off pleasant, and...

life is known to be very short.

Do you also have cats in the room?

Cats?

I apologize, but I have
an acquaintance here. Pardon.

Herr Schulze, I have
experienced an incredible thing.

You don't say!

Have you ever heard of
Herr Geheimrat Schl�ter?

Without question the major shareholder
of Schl�ter-Werke?

The name sounds vaguely familiar.

Vaguely? That's a good one.

Herr Schulze, the old Schl�ter comes
to mind as Siemens or Beethoven.

And now I introduce you
to a man who knows him.

- Really?
- Yes.

This is Herr Kesselhut. This is
Herr Schulze, who won the other prize.

Agreeable.

Very pleased.

You are the one who knows
the Herr Geheimrat Schl�ter?

Yes.

I see him almost every day.

Isn't that fantastic?

To be sure.

- Charlie, what shall we drink?
- Lemonade!

Yes, you'll get your lemonade.

And for us three cognac, please.
French, not too small.

Have a cigar, Herr Schulze?

Very kind.

If you please.

Thanks.

After dinner, a table
please, for three people.

For four!

No, my boy, you eat in the flap.

# H�r gut zu,
[Listen carefully]

# was dir meine Musik erz�hlt.
[to what my music tells you.]

# H�r gut zu,
[Listen carefully]

# denn sie sagt es nur dir.
[for she says it's only you.]

# Jeder Geigenstrich
[Each violin stroke]

# singt "Ich liebe dich",
[sings "I love you"]

# allezeit,
[always]

# so wie heut.
[so as today.]

# Komm zu mir,
[Join me]

# bring das Gl�ck in mein Herz hinein.
[bring happiness into my heart.]

# Habe mich lieb,
[I simply love]

# und das Leben wird sch�ner sein.
[and life will be more beautiful.]

# Glaube mir, ich wei� genau,
[Believe me, I know exactly]

# was uns zum Gl�cklichsein fehlt.
[what we lack to be happy.]

# Darum h�r gut zu,
[Therefore listen well]

# was mein Lied
[what my song]

# dir erz�hlt.
[told you.]

Tell me, Herr Kesselhut: are you
merchant or industrialist?

Or general agent or something
better than general?

I am involved in the
Rhine-Ruhr transport company.

Therefore, you know
the old guy Schl�ter!

Overland transport
or inland waterways?

Both.

Even overseas?

Also.

Large tubs?

One could well say so.

How large?

They would not fit inside here.

Well, what should so here?

Please arrange a ladies' choice.

- I want to dance with the little millionaire.
- Then [?]

Well admired ladies and gentlemen,
the next dance: Ladies' choice.

May I ask you for a dance?

With pleasure.

With the overseas steamers you made
quite a fool of me, Herr Geheimrat.

First, I'm Schulze.

Second, no one demanded that you
participate in the shipping legion.

I gave way in haste
to nothing cleverer.

- Have you gone mad?
- Excuse me, Herr Schulze.

Fine.

Yesterday someone called here and told
them there would come a multimillionaire

disguised as a poor man.

Well, fancy that!

My young daughter
wanted to spoil the fun.

- Presumably.
- Just wait!

And now they regard Dr. Hagedorn
as the millionaire.

- A nice man.
- A lovely person.

Well, he should at some point
indulge himself a little.

Your shoes are also not polished.

Dear me, keep your mind
on the shipping legion.

- Should I let them bring a bottle?
- Don't ask so timidly. - Waiter!

Not dancing is also quite lovely.

By the way, my little son likes you.

I could well imagine, that you...

You see, my last man,
my preliminary last man,

was a brutal man,
without higher interests.

We women take on all too easily
the qualities of our men.

My first husband was an art historian.
At that time I was very educated.

My second husband was a racing driver,

and in these two months
I was interested only in cars.

I believe that if I fell in
love in a tournament,

I could in three days
do the giant wave.

The dance is over.

Don't see me as cross.
I have to return to my table.

- Are you reasonably satisfied with your room?
- Thanks, yes.

- Anything else I can do for you?
- Thanks, no.

Good evening.

Oh, the Herr Doktor!
How is the valued opinion?

- The valued opinion is excellent.
- Glad to hear it, Herr Doktor.

Well, how was it?

An interesting woman.

She has something unheard of,
suddenly on the body.

Where?

On the body.

So this Schulze lies in my stomach
like a corn on my toe.

- As of itself and the two are already chummy!
- A man without any pride.

This sort is invulnerable.

Our patron, Herr Kesselhut, tries to
persuade that old guy Schl�ter for me.

I'll do it, Herr Doktor.

As you forgive, a performance
also doesn't come to the best end.

Solve it, my young friend.

Herr Kesselhut, can't you
perform for Schulze

putting in a good word
to the old guy Schl�ter?

To Herr Geheimrat Schl�ter?

For Schulze?

What's wrong with him?

What's so funny?

Do you often?

No, very rarely.

You have to do something
or other against it.

Calcification, it surely can't be.

I must also so request, Herr Gehei...

Don't get annoyed.

Without him, we can't get
near the old guy Schl�ter.

I'll speak with him.

My word!

Herr Geheimrat, we'll say
to him... Is he very repulsive?

He is to my liking.

But it's a matter of taste.

We will indeed see.

Let's drink to him.

That the old guy Schl�ter live!

Yes, that he should.

Well, fair enough.

Excuse me a moment, please.

Hopefully he doesn't think that we'll
find him nice, because he has money.

What should rich people notice whether
one believes them or their money?

Finally, a concern that
we two don't need to have.

That's one reason for drinking.

By the way, I could reciprocate.

In my room is a bottle of cognac.

- Oh!
- With 3 stars.

Thrice oh!

The management allowed me to indulge
the manager said.

The management has allowed all sorts.
Come, we go.

We have just let the old guy Schl�ter,
uh, the Herr Geheimrat, run high!

Yes, this includes Dr. Hagedorn.
The same one regarded as the millionaire.

That's the horror.

Self-evident, gracious Fr�ulein.
Tomorrow night, same time. Yes.

Well, Herr Kesselhut?

We want to drink still a cognac
in my room. Coming along?

- That's a good idea.
- Ow! - But...

I rather prefer to go to sleep.

And I'm not allowed to drink any more.

- Is it all about a vow?
- No.

- About the first ski lesson of my life.
- He acts like he was about to be executed.

Then I'd know at least
what I'm up against.

Herr Kesselhut, again a
sincere thank you. Good night.

Ski Heil!
[Good skiing! Safe and sound...]

Put the telephone call on the
room bill. And tomorrow night

record the same number about
the same time. Good night.

The ski instructor comes at 9.
Sleep well!

- Good evening, Herr Doktor.
- Guten Abend.

Welcome to Villa Hagedorn.

Do you also have cats in the room?

Cats? No, but instead crooked walls
and no furnace.

No furnace?

Wanting to designate my hovel as a
garret, one must be prepared to brag.

The masseur comes tomorrow
at 8, Herr Doctor.

- The hot brick is already in the bed. Good night.
- Gute nacht.

The hot brick?
What is this thing in my bed?

It warms your feet.

So there is something wrong.

But what's wrong, Herr Schulze?

From you, your reason, one must
take you for a disguised nabob.

Or for the throne of Albania, or
for having an Arab sheik in June.

But I'm not a nabob.

I'm not an heir.
I'm a very poor creature.

- Where do you want to go?
- To this silly ass of a manager.

I want a garret exactly like yours.
Can I deny it?

- But only because you're allowed.
- No, no...

I don't want to be massaged,
I anguish before plump bricks,

I don't want a cat,
and I don't want a brandy.

But I, my boy.

As long as one takes you for
the crown prince of China,

or an idolized millionaire
or what hardworking...

as long as we have Cognac,
a lounge and a bathroom.

Because as long as...

Also, massage is healthy here.
Allow the masseuse today.

And the hot brick I take
every night to my icehouse.

- What's said if you intend to loan it to me?
- With great delight.

Oh! You're already enjoying a visit.

This lady also takes you
for a millionaire.

And I already thought,
she meant me.

To err is human.

- I have an idea.
- What?

We go to the hotel director together
and tell him, one might confuse us.

The... Crown Prince of Albania
you are.

Then you stay here
then you will get massaged.

Well, well ...! For an heir
apparent I'm plenty old.

And the millionaire,
nobody would believe me.

You're right.

It's snowing.

It may sound silly,

but I am really delighted
to meet you.

My pleasure.
I am also very pleased.

- Good night.
- Good night, Herr Schulze.

Sleep well!

The hot brick.

- So, until tomorrow.
- Until tomorrow. Good night!

Ah! Stop!

It's good.

Come in!

Morning, sir.

I'm Graswander Toni.

Can't do anything here.

I've come for the skiing lesson.

Have you had breakfast?

Me, yes.
But you shouldn't!

Beginners are kindly advised to have
breakfast after sport. That's healthier!

One falls down better
and stands up easier.

Do what you should do
for your money!

Quickly, quickly! Get on with it!

A few fresh breaks, I have down for you.

Please sir, gemma!

This panorama compares to the
Baedeker [travel guide]

with a view into the white paradise.

It's quite good,
that nature can't read.

Otherwise it might be vain.

Well, yes...

Have you ever stood on boards?

Never.
It didn't turn out.

What?

The opportunity never presented itself.

- Well, get to work!
- Please.

First comes the theory.
The main thing is soft knees.

- I got it.
- Loosen up, understand?

Yes, what's the matter?

Copy me, please!
I can do it already!

- Without skis?
- Yes of course, Herr Baron!

Shall I send you an invitation?
Please!

- Nice?
- Lovely.

- Help!
- Slowly, you twit! Slowly!

Help! Make way!

Help!

Make way!

- Well, well!
- What's the matter?

Such an ass, foolish!

Good morning, gentlemen.

Make way!..., please!

- Might I be permitted?
- Ah, you're welcome.

Go play nice, my dear!

Frau Casparius has complained.
This Schulze gets on her nerves.

- Me too! - He is in the way!
- Then woe spreads.

- What do we do about it?
- I've got some ideas.

Well, good luck today.
For tea, I'm back again.

Ernst!

- Please come to the porter!
- I?

So? Well then, let's see.

Coming along, Olaf?

Do we want to take a sleigh ride?
To St. Veit?

With little bells,

bundled up in warm blankets.
This can be very nice!

Very lovely.

But a horse-drawn sleigh is expensive.

You don't need to buy it.

Where is Herr Schl... Schulze?

He was just here!

Here one doesn't stay!

He finds it comical.

He's not here!

No, this can't be true!

And how does he put up with it?

He has strictly forbidden
me to complain on his behalf.

I wanted to swap with him,
but he is real stubborn.

That's him.

Please, dear doctor, see to it
that you can find him.

I still have something to deal with.

It's OK.

Herr Schulze, what does this mean?

The porter deployed me as
technical emergency assistance.

- It must be harassment!
- Nonsense! He's concerned about my health!

I will very well have him
demoted to you!

My dear young friend...

I ask you in this matter not
to press the negative with me.

But if you don't speak up, they'll
have you scrubbing the stairs in two days!

- Give it here, I'll do the rest alone!
- Well Sepp, was I in the way?

Nah, a little study and
you'll have nice profession!

What do you want?

You are probably out of your mind!

To the contrary, Herr Geheimrat.
I'm already.

The water thaws already.

So, out with you!

The cigars should be exquisite.

You shall have to be Santa Claus.

I'm very satisfied with my
current position, Herr Schulze.

Get out!

We could pack our bags
and go to Innsbruck.

- What will we do then in Innsbruck?
- I won't tell!

Are you young?

Yes.

Am I pretty?

Yes.

Is this life long?

No.

It is short?

Come in!

Doctor, are you alone?

Later.

Caution, be careful!

If women get something
into their head,

they mostly carry it through.

You poor soul!

As you can already see from
being quite carried through.

I also need a...

Thank you.

Tell me, Herr Schulze...

Couldn't you
look out for me a little?

- As a mother! Cheers!
- Prost!

In a squalid little garret!

Six stories high, no elevator!
Unheated!

No, now he has an electric heater.

Today he was on the ice rink.

No, not skating!
No, sweeping the snow!

Well, this porter here
and the manager!

Yes, I'm already quite ill with
fear for his health!

If my father endures this harassment,
I can't bear it for you!

And I?

Well, tomorrow night
about the same time.

And greet the stubborn
old guy for me!

Oh, that's no good. So...

Don't greet him.
Good night!

Fr�ulein Hilde, we can
no longer put up with this!

Shoe repair, Madame Rossignol?

Three boxes menthol cough tablets...

Well, Olaf?

A thin dog leash,
dark green patent leather?

Pick up the clock
bought by Mr. Robson.

The messenger lady's child
has the measles.

- May he get well soon!
- Here's money.

Here's the backpack.

Good morning, Herr Schulze.

Morning, Herr Kesselhut!

Good morning, Herr Kesselhut!
Gorgeous skiing weather today!

Would it be good
to have our drink later?

- And you?
- Splendid.

In shipping circles
one can tolerate the liquor.

Go well!

Please sir, gemma!

Shopping list, money, backpack you have.
In the evening we'll settle the rest.

Already?

May I know what you have planned
for me in the afternoon?

You know, for once in my life
I'd like to sweep a chimney.

Perhaps you could arrange that
the chimney sweep gets a toothache!

Come, young child, we now see
it's a grand time to go shopping!

[sporting shoes]

[grocery and general store]

[stationery store]

[drug store]

[souvenirs, sunglasses]

[watch/clock-maker]

And so I invite those present,
to rise in place

and to follow me discreetly
in nature.

Out in front of the Grand Hotel's gate!

Out in front of the Grand Hotel's gate!

Hall post?

"There are no cats in my room
except me. Thea."

She's a fast worker!

Don't worry, my boy,
sooner I go myself!

But first to the bosom of nature!

The poor soul has an egghead!

We call him quite simply...
Kasimir!

He who is Kasimir, (can afford)
an egghead (himself can accomplish)!

He's right!

Hey, wait!

A handsome man!

- Hardly surprising!
- He has three fathers!

But he's not yet baptized!

True, he's not yet christened!
Where's the champagne?

As we christen you complete...

Wait, it just won't do!
First I get something to drink!

He's right.

I want, if it's alright
with you, my boy,

to suggest that from now on
we say du with each other.

Yes. I'd have never dared
to ask you for your friendship.

Heavens above, I thank you!

Oh! Hello, oh!

I'm Eduard.

I'm Fritz!

- Fritz.
- Eduard.

Eduard, heave ho!

Well esteemed Mr. Snowman, comma...

- the man and so also you should call...
- Period!

- He must have a name!
- Allowed to be even a false one!

So have we, three slightly drunk
men in the snow, the honor

to officially inform you,
that you, from now on

until you dwindle away
obsessed with melting

are named Kasimir!

May he live!

So I hold to the end of
your renowned existence,

and our honestly acquired buzz,
in the cheer together:

Good night, Kasimir!

Good night, gentlemen!
And please, straight away!

- Good morning, Herr Kesselhut!
- Good Morning.

Please sir, gemma!

- Paste ten posters in place.
- Yes, I got it.

Sepp needs my help decorating.

Only tearing, I can't do myself!

Never for you
a handicap he's considered.

Frau Casparius has
complained about him again!

My mother sent the edit, Herr Kesselhut
wants to show the old guy Schl�ter.

- Coming along to the post office?
- That costs a cognac!

- What?
- Du!

- Excuse me, will you come along to the post office?
- Of course.

Except the porter has again
devised something pretty for me.

Three guys standing around like senators
shortly before assassinating Caesar!

- Good morning, Herr Doktor!
- Morning, gentlemen!

Herr Schulze!

What's it about? May I finally
sweep the chimney?

- But...
- You go to the post office, my boy!

- You use du with Herr Dr. Hagedorn?
- My boy?

I'll ask later about
your (agreement/consent).

Tonight there is a large
costume ball in the hotel.

I know, I'm going as a Bayad�re.

- Always lays on a little joke.
- That will already lie down!

Come, Schulze!

Are you sitting down?

Forgive me!

Ha! I have forgotten something!

What, Aunt?

I also forgot that.

Aunt Julchen seldom travels.

How clumsy!

Stop this nonsense!

You should stop the nonsense!

That's incredible!

Eduard!
What's all this again?

The doctor has prescribed
high altitude air for me.

Charlie, two Cognac!
Put the bill on the porter!

What's wrong with you?

I'm lost.

In love?

Keep your silly women
away from my neck!

She's not a silly woman.
You know nothing at all yet!

Forget not icy mother's place
I represent to you, my boy!

- An aunt is along. Aunt Julchen...
- Oh, Tante Julchen!

May I show you the room?

Very attractive!

Where did you learn that, my dear?

Just now, my dear!

The rest can wait,
the hall is important!

- I must confess something to you!
- Already?

I'm regarded here for a millionaire
or something like that.

Yet I'm actually a poor devil.

- That's funny!
- It's awkward!

I wanted to clear up the matter,
but Eduard was against it.

- Eduard?
- He's decorating straight ahead.

Eduard!

Eduard, please come down here
at some point!

I do it right!

I want you to get
acquainted with a young lady.

That never hurts.

That's Eduard.
With family name Schulze.

Delighted to meet you, Herr Schulze!

I have the same name as your friend!

You are also known as Eduard?

I only have the same family name as he.

Fritz, Please get the Hoffmann drops
from my room!

- Aren't you feeling well?
- No.

I'll be right back!

- Do you have stomach pains, Herr Schulze?
- Shut up!

Have you pray tell gone crazy?
What do you want here?

I wanted to see
how you are, dear father.

So your behavior is unprecedented!

First you inform the hotel
behind my back,

- and now you come up here as someone else!
- But papa...

And since when do you have
an aunt named Julchen?

Since this morning, dear father.

Want to meet her?
Here she comes directly!

May I introduce you to
the gentleman with the name?

Herr Schulze - Tante Julchen.

Are you off your head?

Thank God, he's still alive!

You look ill, Herr Geheim...

It's really no wonder,
sleeping in a garret!

Sweeping the railroad, no,
the ice rink!

Being the errand boy...

But I have come to see for myself!

We had no single quiet moment
at home. Don't you understand?

Kunkel, Johann and I.

We still love you.

- But I'm not a small child anymore!
- So you say!

Careful, the boy's coming!

- Open your mouth!
- What?

- Open your mouth!
- No, no thanks... My stomach pains are gone.

We always know you say that!

Men always say that.

Now, come on!

OK.

Please sir, gemma!

Ah, tomorrow...
So tomorrow, at the same time!

Yes.

Dr. Hagedorn expects you in the hall.

Thank you... Danke.

He fell over like an ox
at the slaughterhouse now!

Herr Kesselhut!

May I present
Herrn Kesselhut to you?

He's the owner of a shipping line.

A what?

- A shipping line!
- Even a very large one, isn't it?

I have to change clothes.

Otherwise I get the sniffles.

Incidentally Herr Kesselhut,

this is the work that you
will show the old Schl�ter.

Okay, doctor.

Hurry up, Schulze,
the ball takes place today!

May I ask those present,
to be my guests tonight?

Approved.

Where is she?

I know, you have
a yearning for the aunt.

Thanks very much.

Herr Kesselhut!

I don't want
to hurt your feelings,

but you look like a born servant!

I don't feel offended.

Stand around not so,
mister shipping line owner!

I expected you last night.

He had a rendezvous
with a snowman.

I stick to my offer, doc.
A woman, a word!

A highly dangerous female!
I know the sort!

- You?
- Well, permit me!

There they are!

Good evening! Do you mind?

May I ask what you portray?

Yes, don't you see:
the spring!

- Can you cook?
- But of course!

What for example?

So for example... fried eggs!

Fried eggs with ham,
Fried eggs with spinach.

Fried eggs with potato salad.

Fried eggs with nothing at all!

Soft?

- What luck!
- What?

What luck, I like to eat eggs!

He's not under the table.

- Where's Fr�ulein Hilde hiding actually?
- Do you know where Dr. Hagedorn is?

- No.
- Then we both don't know where the two are.

Good Morning!

It matters to me that Schulze
immediately disappears.

- The reasons don't matter.
- What should I do?

- Ugly guest remains guest!
- Since when?

- A certified letter for Dr. Hagedorn.
- Take it to room 7! - Thanks.

Here are 500 marks,
give him 300 from it.

- That's a fortune for him.
- Understand. - Him all the better.

If the man does not
disappear today, I'm leaving!

Come in!

- Good Morning.
- Good Morning!

We have a registered express
letter for Dr. Fritz Hagedorn.

- Well I never.
- Please sign.

Who then sends me
registered express mail?

Thank you.

Goodbye!

Schl�ter-Werke?

A check, Herr Doktor!

This can't be true!

This is true!

It's true!

Hello?

Yes, Frau Hagedorn
is ready to talk!

You shouldn't get worked up.

That your son just left a
message for you.

Naturally I get excited!
Is he already on?

- Not yet. - Don't get excited.
- Yes? Herr Doktor?

Here is Frau M�bius!

No, nothing to thank!

Hopefully you are healthy!

He's healthy!

Of course she is here.
She's right next to me!

Hi, Fritz!

You're still definitely healthy?

What?
What should I?

Oh, listen quietly...

What?

800 marks a month?

Make no jokes.

As of the first of next month
with the Schl�ter-Werken?

Those are the one where you...

Exactly!

800 marks.

My dear boy.

I'm so happy!

What?

What more do you want?

To get engaged?

Oh, what's the rush to get engaged?

No, I know better.

I was already engaged to him
nevertheless not all that worldly.

Why do you have such strong hope?

Now.

Soon I'll take the young lady under
the microscope. Men are back again.

Now end the call!
Otherwise it's too expensive.

Yes. Delivered your laundry?

Is the sun shining?

I'll do it.

And give the girl
a warm greeting from me!

And be brave!

Bye!

Goodbye, my child.

800 marks.

- And a bride!
- Yes.

A � pound of smoked rolled
filet of ham I should buy.

And a tin of sardines.

It's a day to celebrate!

Great, Frau Hagedorn.

Right away.

- Yes, who's there?
- It's I, Hilde.

Stay out Fritz, yes.
I'm yet not dressed.

Anyway that doesn't bother me!

Sir... I'm going to be weighed
down by you with my future groom!

You, Hilde?

Read it soon.

I'm walking into town on the hunt
and I'll buy you something nice.

A... a royal crown.

Or a saddle-horse.
Or a one-way street!

That must be one
(terrific/crazy) letter!

"Herr Doktor,
on behalf of the..."

Ah, my head is throbbing.

- And you are hopping around.
- Yesterday you were hopping.

And don't remember me
merely for that.

If only I knew,
how I got to my room.

Johann brought you to bed.

That was all I needed.

Johann also said that.

Read it at some point.

My father has engaged Dr. Hagedorn.

What does Schl�ter-Werke
need with a doctor?

Fritz isn't a doctor.

- The paper said Dr. Hagedorn.
- Precisely.

He's not a medical doctor,
but a PhD.

Besides I had no confidence in
such a young doctor.

You're welcome.

- Thanks so much, Herr Dokter.
- I have you to thank.

Eduard!

Man alive! The Schl�ter-Werke
have engaged me!

- Well, this is a surprise!
- Didn't you get any letters?

- Not that I know of.
- Then you'll get one.

They write namely that we two,
you and I

would in future be busy
with the others.

- Are you happy?
- You bet.

- We have Herrn Kesselhut to thank.
- We do.

And then they write,
may I recover well.

- And a check was there, in advance.
- Now things are picking up. Yes?

Now I'll get to small gifts:
For Tante Julchen, chocolates...

Rather give her a voucher
for a dance class.

What do you give for
the small Schulze?

Preferably an engagement ring.
But she will first ask the father.

Well I never! You do that today?

If he says yes, lovely.
If not, we still do what we want.

Yes, one more thing, Eduard.

I now have money and... you don't.

Come, put this away.

Now, take it! It's from the old guy
Schl�ter, who indeed has enough.

Schulze, you should at once
come to the manager's office.

A nice greeting, and if he wants
s.th. from me, he should come here.

- I read the paper.
- How long can that take?

Hard to say,
I am only at the editorial.

Don't be silly.

Remove the hand at once
ahead of my power to!

I'd like to point out something
else, I am sometimes irascible.

For example, now!

Schulze will be contrary.

He escapes your attention
waiting for nothing.

Mine is riveted. Your desire
coincides with that of the hotel.

Herr Schulze!

The hotel insists that I
as the local manager

shall place you closer
to leaving for home.

Yes, some regulars
have taken offense.

A guest of understandable means,
not mentioning how

has coughed up a considerable sum.

200 Mark.

- Keep talking quietly.
- Please, as you wish.

These 200 marks you get,
as soon as you bow out.

- Why do you throw me out?
- We request.

We beg you, if you will.

- Poverty is therefore really a disgrace.
- You understand the legend wrong.

When a millionaire with three wardrobe
trunks would land in the poorhouse,

and there take delivery of glory,
it would be a disgrace to wealth.

All in good time, at the right place.

And you're not in the right place.

Do this immediately,
otherwise comes trouble!

Please sir, gemma.

Well good, I travel.

Herr Kesselhut, would you hire
a car for the dignified poor?

In a few minutes I'm going.

I'll naturally come along.

Porter, my bill!

And a bit snappy!

But when sir, why do
you want to leave us?

You really are the stupidest
thing, he's gone!

Hopefully you get with the times.

You think nothing for nothing the bill,
but make it snappy! I'm packing.

I also!

- Where are the 200 marks?
- At once.

Charlie!

The one bill is for you and the other
for Sepp having cleared the ice rink.

Thank you!

Go away.

Tomorrow I'll buy the hotel, and
the next day they're both gone.

But what happens to Fritz?

Shall we explain to him who we are
in this impossible situation?

We deal with it at home.
Come...

And you write me for sure?

I promise you, I will.

Here's a letter for Dr. Hagedorn.

- Please, may I?
- Take your hands off!

Before I forget, we talked
on the phone a few days ago.

I prepared you in advance for
a disguised millionaire.

Unfortunately you have
mistaken the person. Good day.

I'll recommend your establishment.

Schulze.

Horrible.

This man, I had sweep the ice rink.

And Hagedorn we cherished.

You're a lovely judge of character!

I'm a porter, not a mind reader.

No one may find about it,
or we're finished.

Even sadder than the pair
was Fritz.

Hilde's farewell letter says:

"When you read these lines,
your fianc�e has bolted.

She will be certain
not to do it again.

Once you've found her, you allow
her enough time to pull on your ears,

till they stick out at right
angles. Perhaps it is flattering."

"Please come soon."

But where to?

Something's not right and proper.
One leaves behind the local address.

Even more so, if named Schulze.

How many Schulzes
actually end up here?

197
Thanks, says Franke.

That goes for this Eduard,

and for a girl you want to marry.
It demands a proper beginning.

Mom, you don't know them. Otherwise
you'd understand it just as little as I.

Not yet engaged and already widower.
That is tough.

- And what will you do now?
- Look for the two.

What do you want?

Regards from
Herr Geheimrat Schl�ter.

And he requested Frau Hagedorn
and Herrn Dr. Hagedorn,

to be his guests tonight.

This is to be a simple supper,
therefore in business suit.

At 8 o'clock, K�nigsallee 14.

Why does Herr Geheimrat Schl�ter
invite me?

He wants to get to know
the new employee.

- We'd love to come!
- When may I pick you up in the car?

- We're very happy to take the tram.
- As you wish. So, 8 o'clock.

Thanks, says Franke.

I find that most kind of the man.
Actually, it's entirely unnecessary.

It's understood who will.
I don't understand it.

If he eats supper with all
of the staff, he has to do well.

- And I'll put on my black silk.
- Of course, Frau Hagedorn.

Good evening!

If you please?

Eduard!

Well! Thank God,
that you're here again.

The old guy Schl�ter has also
invited you? That's great!

Beautiful suit you have on.
Already on advance, yes?

Our venerable business leader
also has cats?

- Listen, Fritz.
- Do you know Hilde's address?

The girl we will find again.

I'd really leave the Cognac there!
If you're not entitled.

Listen carefully, my boy.

I need to make a confession.

I have thee namely...

I don't make jokes. Sit in another
chair. It makes me very nervous!

With the chair it all hangs together.

It is served, Herr Geheimrat.

What then?

You are...

the old guy Schl�ter.

- Prost!
- Herr Geheimrat.

Under these circumstances,
you want to request...

Now listen well, my boy.

So that was it.

So it was.

- He has plenty to be surprised about.
- He's still healthy and strong.

If we had not followed after
Herrn Geheimrat,

then Fr�ulein Hilde your son
courted would never have met.

And when he found her nice,
as long as she wants poverty,

they may also like it
if she is rich.

- One should not feel disgusted by wealth.
- No.

There are two golden rules of life
which one can hold to.

One is 2 � 2 = 4.

And the other:
Regarding women, one must wait.

On which women are we
actually waiting? On my mother...

On Kunkel, that's the housekeeper,
and on my daughter.

- What? You have a daughter?
- Du.

Sorry.
You have a daughter?

- What do you find too weird?
- Nothing... I only mean...

How old is she then?

In her prime years.
They are soon engaged.

That seems to be the immediate fashion.
You know immediately a double wedding here...

Hilde and I, and your
daughter and her fianc�e.

That would cause you to fall apart.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

- Herr Kesselhut!
- Indeed, Herr Doktor.

I usually respond to Johann.

I don't trust myself alone.

Therefore, he had to
play the shipping line owner.

You played your role brilliantly.

It wasn't all that easy.

In my servants jacket I feel
more comfortably significant.

Again explain all the composure here
when I shake your heart on the hand.

In the present case, I must,
I believe, make an exception.

Thank you.

Has Tiedemann called?

No, the Herr Generaldirektor
hasn't yet called, Herr Geheimrat.

The Schl�ter-Werke
wants to buy the Grand Hotel.

Why in the world?

So that we can throw out
the porter and the manager.

Eduard, you can't do that.

The two were genuinely disgusting.

But the notion, in a luxury hotel
to act as a conceited poor person,

is also downright moronic.

Is our young friend correct?

I'm afraid so.

The term moronic seems to me
nevertheless somewhat highhanded.

Sorry.

Hilde!

- Finally!
- Are you angry with me?

Don't you break tradition?
It won't take you away.

Tante Julchen.

How does she come here?

Do you remember the answer, because
you don't get to ask for my name?

- Of course, Schulze.
- No.

I said, it would be exactly
as your friend Eduard.

- Yes. And he is still Schulze.
- And?

And? What's his name now?

What then?

- You are the daughter?
- I?

No, I'm the father, bring
the request out in the open.

And Tante Julchen
is not your aunt?

Not your, I'm the housekeeper.

- I'm satisfied with it.
- Me too.

Good evening, Frau Hagedorn.
It's a pleasure.

And I have hugely believed everything.

As a good detective,
you wouldn't have known.

Perhaps he will in time
be a useful Generaldirektor.

Can he be I here, my boy,
but you would very much need to.

If you marry Fritz to the
Schl�ter-Werken, instead of me,

I'll enter a convent and he
will stay at the companies.

I need a successor.

The grandchildren are
more important to me.

He has plenty of time in the evening.

Why at night?

I'll explain it to you later.

So Kunkel, sometimes
you need to dumb down.

At Schl�ter.

One moment, Herr Generaldirektor.

Herr Generaldirektor Tiedemann
is on the phone.

- Ah yes.
- You please be too dear on not throwing the two out.

Why would we then want
to buy the hotel?

- I believe father has considered it.
- G'day Tiedemann.

What? The owner
doesn't want to sell it?

At any price?

Only to me, he doesn't want
to sell it. Yes, why not?

- Now talk already, Eduard!
- Why can't you buy the hotel?

Because it has already belonged
to me for 15 years!

The soup is cold!

The soup is cold!

Subtitles: Chris Hansen, 18Apr2016
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