Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale Page #3

- Visitors?

- American visitors.

Now, in you go.

- Daddy! We have to helpJuuso.

- Nonsense.Juuso is a big boy.

So?

We can't go back in there. It's not human.

- Not human?

- Not human!

- The old swine bit me!

- Look at that.

- I have to see this.

- I'm not kidding.

See for your selves.

There's something really weird about him.

- Don't you think?

- He's a foreigner.

Go talk to him.

Be careful.

I'm not going there alone.

Right.

Cover me.

He's harmless.

Sorry to disturb you on Christmas Eve,

but is Hemppa in?

Oh, he isn't.

Okay. Thanks anyway.

No, I haven't seen him.

Merry Christmas. Bye.

Give me the broom.

Ask him what they were digging up.

He's acting deaf. An old trick.

Tell him we'll keep him here

until someone pays up.

- You mean as a hostage?

- Yes.

Tell him!

You're making him angry.

He doesn't understand you.

This was just phase one.

- What was that?

- Dad!

What does he want now?

Dad, I have to talk to you!

I'm just doing a little job with Piiparinen.

What is it?

You need to smack me.

- What?

- I deserve to be smacked.

Fifteen good lashes should do.

What's the matter with you?

I've been naughty.

What have you done?

Juuso and I went up to the mountain...

and we made that hole in the fence.

You did what?

I'm the only one left, Dad.

All the others have been taken.Juuso, too.

What are you talking about?

All the kids.

Rauno, you have to see this.

Wait here.

He's up to something. And, look.

He bit it in half.

Look at his eyes.

What is he looking at?

Pietari!

Don't!

Do you know this bloke from somewhere?

He seems to know you.

He knows all the kids.

Who is he? Come on, speak up!

He's been spying on us.

What do you mean? Tell me!

He's Santa Claus.

He's come to get me.

They dug him up from the mountain.

A character from a fairytale.

I knew there was something fishy going on.

- He's going to attack!

- Daddy, don't let him take me!

On the ground! Tell him in English!

He has his own language.

- He's not afraid of you.

- He sure is.

Tie him up.

- No way.

- Now!

What was that?

It's coming from that jacket.

Careful!

- What did he say?

- They want him back.

- Don't they?

- What are you doing?

This is Rauno.

Tell him we have Santa for sale.

How much are you going to ask for him?

- Enough to cover the debt.

- At least.

- Maybe we should think it over.

- Are you scared?

We're giving him up too easily.

Just think what he could be worth.

The original, real Santa Claus.

Someone is going to get rich with him.

That's the plan.

- Dad!

- Stay here, we won't be long.

- My wife's hairdryer!

- What the hell...

Put that hairdryer away. Keep cool.

What a midget.

Say something.

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