Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale

DAYS TO CHRISTMAS

Someone's coming.

Someone's buried here.

They're going to blow it up.

Juuso!

Juuso, wait!

BORDERZONE. NO ACCESS

I think Santa is buried up there.

Juuso, is Santa Claus dead?

What a baby. You still believe in Santa?

Come on.

- They've been lying to us.

- To you.

Who was the Santa

who came to our house then?

Mr. Piiparinen.

Haven't you figured that out yet?

Do you think Dad knows?

Your dad pays him for it.

Don't you get it?

This whole Christmas thing is just a bluff.

THE TRUTH ABOUT SANTA CLAUS

THE FIRST SANTA CLAUS

WHO'S BEEN NAUGHTY?

Santa walking barefoot in the snow.

Ancient Santa byhis cauldron.

DAY TO CHRISTMAS

Pietari!

Wake up, Son!

Pietari! Are you awake?

Yeah, yeah!

Then go and get cleaned up!

Vuppe, bad boy.

You were supposed to keep watch.

Dad!

Come here, Dad!

Come inside if you have something to say.

I don't want to.

You shouldn't be out there alone.

Really, I've got something

important to tell you.

Really, the wolves will gobble you up.

And I'm not kidding.

Dad, I'm coming in now.

Close your eyes, Son. Daddy's working.

You shouldn't have turned the lights off.

Who'd ever look at them at night?

- Have you been on the roof?

- What?

Outside my window?

I'm too busy to answer stupid questions.

- Have you or haven't you?

- No, I haven't.

Maybe the chimney sweep-

Go and get dressed! We're leaving soon.

Where to?

Don't you remember what day it is?

Yeah, the round- up.

You're taking me along?

I thought you'd be dressed by now.

He's spying on us.

This is yours now.

Is it loaded?

Of course or it'd be useless.

And take those goggles off.

Have you got a light?

Where's your dad?

They had to take the snowmobiles.

Piiparinen couldn't get the chopper started.

Keep away from the fence! Three, two, one!

- You really think you can use that?

- Of course I can.

- You gonna shoot Santa Claus?

- He was outside my window last night.

I thought you said he was dead.

- Electric fence.

- How do you like it?

Protection.

The explosions in the mountain

have sent the wolves on the prowl.

Wonder what they're digging up there?

Just samples, I guess.

Look!

They're coming!

Dad, Dad!

They're coming!

Our freezers will soon

be brimming with meat.

Open the gate.

Out of the way!

Come on!

Get in here, now! What's keeping you?

Two skinny runts.

Something's wrong.

Maybe the others got lost.

No, they didn't.

Merry Christmas.

You stay here.

- Me, too?

- Keep an eye on Pietari.

What kind of wolves would do this?

Big and nasty ones. Come and take a look.

Those morons and their blasting!

Now we have to deal with

Russian wolves as well!

They found the hole.

This was cut with pliers.

This is our fault.

If you go crying to your dad,

I'll give you a flogging.

Wewere never any where near the gate.

We should shoot that lot of idiots.

They've probably gone by now.

It's been quiet for days.

If it wasn't for that border,

I'd make minced meat of them.

- We have insurance, right?

- No, we bloody well don't.

433 carcasses.

Aimo, how much is that worth?

Around $85,000.

Plus 22%VAT.

All that money's been rotted away.

He sure was hungry.

What do we do?

We'll pay them a little visit.

Nuts!

The guards have been paid

to shoot anyone who comes near.

Crossing the border is not a small thing.

Neither is bankruptcy.

Pietari, come on!

This was one hell of an idea!

These boys left in a hurry.

Come and see!

They found him, Vuppe.

Seismic researchers, my ass!

They've excavated something.

What on earth did they dig up?

So much for that.

What are you doing?

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