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a stump.

You know the trees. One circle,

one year...

Forget about it...

You know me. l always make jokes...

- That's what l am.

- May be l have to change you...

Hi guys. Would you like some grass?

lt's very good.

Oh, no, no...

- Don't be foolish. lt's high-quality.

- Really?

No, no. Who do you think we are?

OK. The choice is yours

Buy.

- Tell me...

- Hey! And some coke?

- Rashid!

- l am just asking.

- Right!

What are these shits?

And what are these posters on the wall?

- lt's Bob Marley.

This is a police station!

Do you know how long we are working

on this case without success?

- The gang of Santa Claus?

- The same.

lt's time to do something.

any track.

Nothing, that we can use.

We are useless fools...

Are you sure...

you don't want some stuff. l'll call

Rashid

- No.

That will help you feel better.

What about a breakfast?

Rh?

The breakfast gives energy.

Ok, let's go to have breakfast.

You have a good appetite.

l couldn't eat, l couldn't

sleep for months.

l have terrible nightmares. Many

Santa Clauses are walking around me.

lt's terrible.

- Say no more. lt's really terrible...

Lice up your shoe.

And Christmas is coming, they

can hide easily in the crowd.

- That's right. ln July it would be

more difficult for them.

- Yes, they couldn't escape...

And now Christmas is coming,

and l am sure, they are ready

for their biggest strike.

One question worries me: Why are

they disguised as Santa Claus?

Take a look!

He is nice, he gives presents,

he is reliable with these red

clothes...

...Everybody points at him...

From other point of view...

it's a perfect disguise...

...to simulate...

A gun!

You are interested in our new

mixers?

Will you come again?

Hey you!

Freeze!

Don't move! You are under arrest!

- What happened?

- He tried to escape, but l was

really fast.

How did you know, he is a fake

Santa Claus?

How many Santa Clauses have a gun

with them?

- A gun! How did you know?

- He let it fall, the fool.

- What a fool.

- Yes, silly fool.

Let's go to the commissariat.

Hello boss! Look who is here...

Sh*t! He is gone...

Lock up the nippers to the chair.

The boss is not here. Let's say,

that l am the boss...

- How do l look?

- Don't do that, he could be somewhere

here...

He is gone. lf he comes, l'll

take care...

Trust me!

Well Santa Claus. l know your

name. Tell me, how did you get

a police gun?

Did you steal it?

Find his address.

l'll try this book.

Any time you forget something,

my colleague will help you to

remember.

Did you see? He's professional.

You know, there is a registration

number here...

l'll enter it in the computer,

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