Original subtitles

[theme song]

♪ La-la la-la la-la sing a happy song ♪

♪ La-la la-la la-la smurf it all day long ♪

[whistling]

Smurf along with me.

[whistling]

(Papa Smurf) Simple as can be.

♪ Next time you're feeling blue just let a smile begin ♪

♪ Happy things will come to you ♪

So smurf yourself a grin!

[dramatic music]

[fire crackling]

Ooh, I hate Smurfs!

Oh! Ooh!

♪ La-la la-la la-la now you know the tune ♪

[trumpet music]

♪ You'll be smurfing soon ♪♪

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

That's it, Handy. Smurf them in.

(Papa Smurf) 'Keep up the good work, my Smurfs.'

This must be a very smurfy present for Peewit's birthday.

I can't wait for Peewit to play this harp.

It's almost as good as I am.

I baked some smurfy birthday cake, too.

Mm, I just love his birthday cake.

I love anybody's birthday cake.

[Peewit humming]

Hey! I must've used too much yeast!

Help! Help, Johan!

Coming, Peewit!

Behold.

An eight-layered cake, Peewit.

Showing off. Always showing off.

[instrumental music]

Well, have you carried out my plan?

Aye, sir.

The royal tailor has already left the castle.

That forged letter was a brilliant idea.

Yeah, the tailor thinks his brother is ill.

[laughing]

Good, now a little wild goose chase

should keep the tailor away for days.

I still don't see how that's going to make us rich.

Because, dear Becker

we'll soon have the crown jewels.

The king's crown jewels? But how?

Leave that to me.

After all, I am the king!

[laughing]

[instrumental music]

(Peewit) 'I can't wait for my birthday party'

'down by the pond.'

♪ Down by the old mill pond ♪♪

There'll be you and me and Sabina

and the Smurfs and Biquette.

Biquette? What can a goat do at a birthday party?

I taught him to put out the candle.

[whistling]

[galloping]

Nice trick, Peewit.

Well, the candle's out, isn't it?

Don't worry, Biquette. I'll bake another cake.

[bleating]

What do you think of this goblet as a present?

Is that the best you can do for my birthday?

How stingy!

It's not for your birthday.

It's for Prince Boris, his wedding.

'Uh, Johan, what do you think?'

Well, it's quite unusual, even interesting.

Uh, where did you find it, Your Majesty?

Years ago I received it as a present

from Prince Boris' father.

It looked just as cheap, then.

So I see.

But to punish Prince Boris

because of his father's stinginess

might seem rather mean, sire.

Johan's right, sire.

It is rather mean, but do it anyway.

[giggling]

Can you suggest another suitable gift?

Uh, something inexpensive. Perhaps, worthless.

Well, how about Peewit's lute?

- Hm.. - No, no!

[instrumental music]

Oh, it's probably too good for Prince Boris anyway.

It is.

It'll be the goblet, then

unless I find something even more worthless

before tomorrow.

- Tomorrow? - 'I'm leaving tomorrow.'

But you'll miss my birthday party.

I do wish I could be there.

This is the perfect shade for a banquet coat.

The baby stains will never show.

[laughing]

Just a little tuck right here and..

Ow!

Oh, excuse me, sire.

Where is Spencer, my regular tailor?

Um, uh, his brother, Your Highness, is extremely ill.

His brother?

Young Spencer has a brother?

[yawning]

What's wrong? I-I am so very tired.

Uh, so very, very tired.

That sleeping needle works fast, Soreau.

Hee-haa!

[horse neighing]

There. Now let's see.

[laughing]

Hm. A perfect likeness.

Ah, Your Majesty, if perchance you have a moment

mind if I select the jewels

Princess Sabina will wear at the wedding?

Jewels? Oh, oh, yes. The wedding jewels, yes.

[chuckles] Yeah, lead on, uh, uh, good lady.

Uh, milord, uh

do I detect a certain change in your voice?

Uh, my voice? Uh, ahem, ahem. Yup.

Yeah, I'm afraid I have a slight cold.

You must preserve your health.

After all, you are our king.

Uh, the key, Your Highness.

The key? Oh, yeah. Oh, yes, the key.

[chuckles] The key. Yeah.

Uh, this one?

Thank you, Your Majesty.

[gasping]

Your Highness.

[coughing] The cold, yeah.

[coughing] Um..

For Princess Sabina, uh, and for you, madam.

Oh, Your Highness, you are so generous.

Oh, sire, with all you have

isn't that rusty goblet a rather pitiful wedding present

for Prince Boris?

What? For who? Yeah.

Ooh, yeah, I suppose you're right.

Uh, uh, perhaps this master statue

of the king, uh, uh, of myself.

- Hollow, I see. - Of course.

Uh, don't you recall, Your Majesty?

I had it made for storing your private papers.

Uh, so you did. So you did. Yes.

Well, no matter. Uh, this is to be the present.

And I must say, a very tasteful one.

And now, madam, I wish to be alone with my thoughts.

Of course, sire. Of course.

And my jewels.

[laughing] For soon all of this will be mine.

[laughing]

[instrumental music]

Now I shall deposit this in the bushes outside

and Becker will pick it up with the wagon at daybreak.

Don't worry, sire, I've got it.

Oh, uh, uh, w-what are you doing?

Johan, what are you doing here?

The statue was about to fall, Dame Barbara.

Yes, yes, I was just admiring it in the moonlight

when it slipped.

Uh, luckily, uh, uh

Johan came to the rescue.

Well, until we leave for the wedding

it must be safeguarded.

But, of course, of course.

Take this statue and guard it well.

With my life, sire.

[coughing]

Feeling any better, Your Highness?

Dame Barbara, you have no idea how I feel.

Come, Johan, the king needs his rest.

Now I shall have to travel to the wedding

with that old battle axe.

But for the crown jewels, I can endure even that.

[laughing]

Nicely done, Sabina.

Most lady-like.

Thank you, Dame Barbara.

Now for some real riding.

Hee-yah! Hee-yah!

How does she get around so quickly?

(Soreau) 'Dame, uh, uh, uh, Barbara?'

- Your Majesty. - 'Uh, now.'

Please be certain Princess Sabina

packs her necklace for the wedding.

It's appearance, I-I-I mean, uh, her appearance is all important.

Of course. Oh, and sire.

May I suggest that for the safety of us all

we be escorted by twice the usual number of knights?

[coughing] More knights? Uh..

Oh, no, no, no, all we need are drivers.

True, uncle. So what about Johan and Peewit?

Oh, Sabina, those boys would be no match for robbers.

Hm. Yes, Sabina, fine idea.

Johan and Peter will do nicely.

Peter? Well, that's Peewit.

Uncle seems so distracted.

Just the wedding, I suppose.

I must send word to my men.

"And if anything goes amiss

you will attack at Falcon's Rock."

Soreau thinks of everything.

[thinking] Concentration and practice is all it takes, Johan.

Concentration and--

(Sabina) 'Johan, Peewit!'

I'm going to miss your birthday party with the Smurfs!

- Miss my birthday? - Oh, I am sorry, Peewit.

But duty and Dame Barbara demands I attend the wedding.

Well, did you bring my present?

Peewit, where are your manners?

Did you bring my present, please?

[chuckles] No, but I brought you some wonderful news.

You two are also coming to the wedding.

- As our escort. - Oh, that does it!

Now I'm gonna miss my own party!

[bawling] My own personal birthday party..

He hides his disappointment so well.

[laughing]

You laugh now, knaves

but wait till Johan finds you, and he will.

Even now he and Peewit are scouring the countryside.

I know it.

[instrumental music]

Carefully, Peewit, carefully.

I'm careful. I'm careful.

- Oh! - My statue!

Oh, no!

- Got it, Your Majesty. - Oh!

Peewit, how could you be so clumsy?

I'm just keeping Johan on his toes, Dame Barbara.

♪ What a lovely day what a lovely day ♪

♪ The sun is bright and we're on our way ♪

♪ What a lovely day ♪

♪ No rain in sight no fowls of prey ♪

♪ We're on our way yippee hurray ♪

♪ What a lovely day ♪♪

Why I am singing?

The Smurfs will be waiting at the pond

for my birthday party

and I'll be at the stupid wedding.

Peewit, I'm sure the Smurfs will understand

and save their presents for you.

They better, or I'll never play for the king again.

Help!

I am the king!

I demand to be rescued!

[leaves rustling]

At last, someone's coming.

[growling]

Oh, dear. A wolf.

Go away!

[growls]

[growling]

A wolf pack.

If I don't get out of here..

Uh, maybe rubbing these ropes against the bark..

[instrumental music]

Oh, Papa Smurf, I wish all the Smurfs could have come.

So do I, Smurfette, but because it's harvest time

and there's so much work to be done..

[intense music]

The royal coach. Hurry.

[grunting]

This rockslide will block the trail.

Then we'll attack.

(Becker) 'Oh, no, you fool!'

'The whole hill is crumbling.'

Hang on!

[rocks rumbling]

What's the meaning of this?

Who's throwing rocks?

It's a landslide!

I'm sure it's nothing to worry about.

What a birthday! Ten tons of falling rock!

(Peewit) Mama!

(Johan) Time for a detour.

(Peewit) But there's no road.

This road is certainly overgrown.

Blast! They've turned off.

Those young drivers have more courage

than Soreau gave them credit for.

Don't worry, things will go better at Falcon's Rock.

[laughing]

(Johan) We made it, Peewit.

- Peewit? - Have you found the road yet?

Say, aren't we near the pond?

toing toing

Ah, the harp is truly smurfy

but the playing..

- Oh, Papa Smurf, a coach. - The royal coach.

(Greedy) 'Peewit is travelling in style on his birthday.'

(Clumsy) 'But why isn't it stopping?'

Please, Johan, can't we stop, can't we?

I want my birthday presents.

We're already late for the wedding, Peewit.

The king will be upset.

Peewit.

Whoa!

Johan, why are we stopping?

Peewit's just stretching his legs, sire.

I'll go get him.

I think I'll stretch my legs, too.

- Wait, Johan! - Sabina!

A proper princess does not stretch her legs.

You mean there won't be a smurf-day party, Peewit?

Sorry, Greedy, we're driving the king to a wedding.

Johan, Princess Sabina!

Hello, Smurfs.

Oh, Princess Sabina.

You look smurfier than ever.

So do you, Smurfette.

Johan, we cannot delay any longer.

Uh, wh-what?

Good day, Your Majesty.

[mumbling] Good day to you, little fellow.

Uh, oh, little fellows.

We're no little fellows. We're Smurfs!

- Don't you remember us? - Oh, of course!

[laughing] Of course, I do. Yes.

But, alas, we're due shortly at Falcon's Rock.

Uh, I mean, the wedding. Yes, the wedding calls.

(Dame Barbara) 'Johan, Peewit, Sabina!'

And so does Dame Barbara.

Goodbye, my loyal sturfs.

Uh, uh, slurps? Uh, uh, subjects.

- Johan, onward! - I'm sorry, Papa Smurf.

I hate to take a present and run.

By the way, is this harp my birthday present?

Yes, Peewit. Happy birthday!

Oh, I love it!

♪ Oh what a lovely day ♪

♪ Oh what a lovely day ♪♪

Come on, Peewit, we must be going.

Goodbye, Smurfs.

Thank you for the birthday present.

I love it!

♪ Oh what a lovely day ♪

♪ Oh what a lovely day ♪♪

[growling]

[sighs] It's no use. These ropes are too strong.

[growling]

♪ What a fine day this has turned out to be ♪

♪ I've got my harp and my heart's happy ♪

Oh, I have such a headache.

My good lady, if you listen to that soothing music

your headache will vanish.

Vanish? I wish Peewit would vanish.

The king must be getting tone-deaf.

He's certainly not himself today.

♪ La-la la-la la-la la-la la-la-la ♪

♪ La-la la ♪♪

[growling]

[dramatic music]

Oh, Papa Smurf. Whoa!

And they sound hungry.

Hm. Wolves never hunt this early in the day.

Something's not quite smurfy. We better take a look.

♪ The day is fine my heart is mine ♪♪

This will stop that coach for sure.

[Peewit yodeling]

Help!

Get ready, Becker. Now!

thud

Hang on!

[growling]

(King) 'Help! Help! Help!'

Oh, Papa Smurf, someone's in trouble.

- 'Help!' - It sounds like the king.

Uh, but it can't be, can it?

'Help! Help!'

Whoever he is, he needs our help.

[dramatic music]

[screaming]

(Johan) Nobody move. Easy now.

- Yaah! Pull, Peewit. - Right, Johan.

Come on, horsy, come on!

[dramatic music]

[growling]

No! Stay away!

Stop! This human is our friend.

[growling]

Now go away and leave him be.

Oh, my Smurfs, you have saved my life!

Your Majesty, it is you!

- But how? - Where is your coach?

Oh. And Johan and Peewit and Sabina.

They are in terrible danger. We must find them.

I'll explain as we go.

What caused the accident, Johan?

It was no accident, princess.

Nor is this. Ha-ha-ha..

Your jewels or your lives.

Let her go, scoundrel, or face the consequences.

Please do not harm us. Our valuables are in the back.

Hey, put me down!

Mm, this looks valuable.

Let go of that. It's my birthday present.

creak creak

Becker.. Hey, what are you.. Uh..

No, Johan, don't! These men are dangerous.

I'll teach you a lesson.

No, I'll teach you!

Oh, you're gonna pay for this.

[growling]

But maybe not right now.

[screaming]

Where are you, you little runt?

Why, you.. Yay!

[both groaning]

I just wish of them, Johan.

But look what that barlet did to my birthday gift.

- And we're not through! - Princess, into the coach!

I'm sure if we just give them what they want..

They won't get away.

thud

Sabina, that was not very polite

but entirely proper.

And don't you agree, Your Highness?

Yeah, oh, yeah.

Yes, yes, entirely proper.

What a devilish plan!

An impostor king to steal the crown jewels.

Oh, Papa Smurf, the king should rest.

You're right, Smurfette.

Smurf here for a while, Your Majesty.

My Smurfs will go on ahead.

(Smurfs) Yes, Papa Smurf.

[panting] We must stop those villains, Papa Smurf.

Don't worry, Your Majesty, we will. I hope.

[fire crackling]

Ah, I've had enough.

That's a first, but thanks. Mm.

Oh, this excitement has made me hungry.

Watching you eat makes me lose my appetite.

(Peewit) Ah. Thanks. Anybody else?

First the rockslide, then the ambush

and the strange behavior of the king.

The king? What's wrong with the..

[mumbles]

What's wrong with the king? He eats like a bird.

He doesn't remember the Smurfs and he loves your music.

- What does that add up to? - Well, let's see.

He's on a diet, his memory's gone

and he's finally developed an ear for music.

- Peewit. - I think he's an impostor.

But what has he done with my uncle?

- I'll make him confess. - No, Peewit.

That might put the real king in even greater danger.

Oh, what will we do?

We'll keep a close eye on this impostor.

And perhaps he'll lead us to my uncle.

(Dame Barbara) 'Sabina, there you are.'

A proper princess does not whisper.

- Now, come along. - Yes, Dame Barbara.

[snoring]

Peewit, are you watching the impostor's tent?

Oh, Peewit, you were supposed to pretend to sleep.

You won't have to pretend, Johan.

[chuckles]

- Ouch! - Johan, Johan.

The impostor isn't in his bed.

Sleep well, princess.

[chuckles]

- Oh.. - Any trouble?

Oh, they're sleeping like babies.

The crown jewels are ours. Let's go!

Hyah!

Everyone's here, but they're asleep!

- And there goes the coach! - 'With the crown jewel!'

Oh, dear. Johan, Peewit, please wake up.

Oh, please, please, please! Oh, it's no use.

Hey, you smurf here, Jokey, until Papa Smurf comes.

We'll catch the coach.

Hi, Papa Smurf!

Oh, dear, those villains must've used

the sleeping pin on them!

Some man-dragon leaves should smurf them up.

[chuckles] Maybe this surprise will wake Peewit.

boom

[laughs]

What? Hey, w-what? What?

Peewit, you're awake!

You can't fool me, you impostor.

Where is the real king? Come on, talk!

[laughs] Peewit, this is the king.

Surprise! Ya-wee..

Hyah! Hyah!

[chuckles] No one can ever catch us now.

Thank goodness you're safe, uncle.

Thank smurfness the man-dragon worked.

But how are we going to catch those villains?

Wait a moment.

[whistles]

[neighing]

(Johan) 'Good work, Peewit. You had Bayard and Biquette follow us.'

Oh, I wish there was another horse. I'd go with you.

[snoring]

(Johan) 'It's a good thing Dame Barbara'

'didn't hear that.'

Smurfette, we've smurfed up the main road.

How will the others find us?

Oh, if we could only mark our trail.

Maybe we can, with the crown jewel.

screech

Which way, Peewit?

If we choose wrong, the crown jewels are lost.

No, they're not. I just found one of them.

The Smurfs have left us a trail!

Come on, Peewit. Hyah!

And a diamond, an emerald, a sapphire and a ruby!

Peewit, we'll pick them up later.

Later. Always later.

(Greedy) 'Smurfette, we've run out of jewels!'

There's nothing left to smurf the trail with.

Well, we don't need to leave a trail. Greedy, look!

It's Johan and Peewit!

Johan, it's Harmony! I'd know that playing anywhere.

- Hyah, Bayard! - Go, Biquette!

Come on, Johan!

[laughing] The crown jewels are ours. All ours!

That's what you think, knave!

- Johan! - And his meddling pal, Pewitt!

- Yow! Hyah! - Not so fast!

You'll be sorry you came back!

And that's how toothpicks are made.

- Get me out of here! - I'm getting out of here.

- Ooh! - 'Hey!'

[Biquette groaning]

Peewit! Oh!

Oh! He really got my goat.

Biquette, park!

[groaning]

What are you doing here, fool? Get them!

Now, villain, off you go!

[groaning]

Get me out of here!

Whoa!

screech

Good work, Johan and Peewit.

Looks like these three got in a little over their heads.

Now can we pick up the crown jewels?

Yes, Peewit, now is a very good time.

[grunts] This fancy stuff is for the birds!

Look at the princess.

Oh, Papa Smurf, doesn't Sabina look smurfy?

She certainly does, Smurfette.

Peewit, our present.

[grunting] I'm coming, I'm coming!

No, no, not there.

There, uh, maybe.

Ooh, no, ye.. Ooh, over there.

Uh, no, better still.. No, I think better over there.

- I give up. - Oh, yes, that will do nicely.

Oh, Your Majesty, I..

[gasps] Oh, no!

Don't worry, Dame Barbara, Johan always saves the day.

As a matter of..

Alas, Peewit, not always.

You clumsy little.. Come back here!

Oh, when I catch you, I'll..

Johan, help! Johan, help!

Help! He-e-elp!

[theme music]

[music continues]

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