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[theme song]
♪ La la la-la la la sing a happy song ♪
♪ La la la-la la la smurf the whole day long ♪
[whistling]
Smurf along with me.
[whistling]
Simple as can be.
♪ Next time you're feeling blue just let a smile begin ♪
I hate smiles.
♪ Happy things will come to you ♪
So smurf yourself a grin.
[intense music]
crackle crackle crackle
Ooh, I hate Smurfs.
♪ La la la-la la la now you know the tune ♪
[blows trumpet]
♪ You'll be smurfing soon ♪♪
[instrumental music]
Smurf that smurfberry near the stem, Clumsy.
Oh, that one over there looks ripe, Smurfette.
Mm. Smurflicious. Mm.
[panting]
Something's coming. Smurf for cover.
[groans]
Look.
[all gasp]
(Clumsy) 'Aah! It's a, it's a..'
- Gosh, it's a human. - Let's smurf out of here.
Oh, Brainy. I think he's hurt.
Uh, we'd better get Papa Smurf.
He'll know what to do.
What? Am I seeing things?
A little blue.. No.
No. It must be the hunger.
Johan, I'm starving.
But we just ate two hours ago, Peewit.
Well, two hours is a long time when you're hungry.
Oh, stop complaining. There's an inn over there.
An inn. An inn!
Go, Biquette. Faster. Faster.
'Say there, innkeeper. Service, service.'
Ah, there you are, my good man.
I'll have a dozen sausages, some lamb stew with beans
one, no two roast hens stuffed with chestnuts and--
Alas, all I have left is some cold soup and rye bread.
He'll have the soup, good man.
Oh, why, I'm sure you'll like it.
[grunts]
Well, I don't like it
and I don't like the service either.
Well, I'm so sorry.
But there's still bread.
Bread, bread.
I'm so hungry.
[gobbling]
Hey, that was my supper.
- Thief. Glutton. - Easy, Peewit. Easy.
I-I.. Please forgive me, but I haven't eaten in days.
No need to apologize, my poor man.
Thank you, but I am not a poor man.
I am Hubert, Duke of Castellac.
But the Duke of Castellac was lost at sea three years ago.
No, not lost at sea.
Imprisoned in the dungeon of Sir Hercule of Bassefosse.
My word. You are the duke.
B-but how did you escape?
I had to chip away through solid rock.
I salute your freedom, Lord Duke.
And now we must find you a horse for your return to Castellac.
Alas, I have no money.
But my ring should pay.. My ring!
I must have lost it during my escape.
I will return with a horse.
Peewit, guard the duke well.
(Brainy) He's right over here, Papa Smurf.
I don't smurf anyone, Brainy.
But there was a human, Papa Smurf. Really.
Well, I know what I smurfed because
I smurfed him with my very own eyes
and smurfing is..
...believing.
Hey, everybody, look what I smurfed.
Ooh. What a smurfy bracelet.
That's no bracelet, Smurfette.
It's a ring. A human's ring.
I told you he was here. I told you. I told you.
"Duke of Castellac." Hmm.
We must find this Duke of Castellac
and return his ring.
He smurfed this way, Papa Smurf.
Right through these smurfberry bushes.
chomp chomp
[instrumental music]
[knock on door]
Johan, you're back.
I was just telling the duke here..
thud
Do you want a room?
- No, we want the duke. - You can have him. Aah!
Alright, My Lord, come along quietly.
Now, just a minute.
- What the.. - Who are you?
Heh, heh. I've got the little one, sir.
Traitor. You will pay for this disloyalty.
[laughs]
Take him away.
And now, little boy, I shall deal with you.
Little boy!
[whistles]
[laughs] Is that supposed to hurt me ears?
Not your ears.
[groans]
Stop him.
- Uh-oh. I'm outnumbered. - You certainly are.
[Peewit grunts]
I think he went this way.
He's around here someplace, sir.
(Acelin) Let him go. We have the duke. Come on.
If you please, sir, all this fighting's made me thirsty.
Bah. The well is empty.
No, it isn't.
I'll be out of here in no time.
Uh-oh.
clank
Johan!
The trail ends here, my Smurfs.
Oh, then the duke must be in there.
Well, I think we ought to watch our step because humans might..
[Biquette bleats]
Biquette.
(Peewit) 'Help! Help! Help!'
That sounds like Peewit.
(Smurfs) 'Peewit! Peewit!'
Smurfs?
I don't know what you're doing here
but am I glad to see you.
Smurf us the rope, Peewit.
We'll help you out.
Unh. Peewit's too heavy, Papa Smurf.
(Johan) 'May I be of assistance, my little friends?'
(Smurfs) Johan!
Peewit, is this how you guard the duke?
I'm sorry, Johan. But the duke has been kidnapped.
(Smurfs) Kidnapped!
So if the duke called the villain traitor
then he must be from Castellac.
And that's where we're going.
To return the Lord Duke's ring.
And rescue him from those nasty men.
And no one will stand in the way.
Oh. That's what I was afraid of.
[instrumental music]
He's arrived! He's arrived!
Hurry, everyone.
What a welcome.
These brave people recognized me immediately.
I'm so popular I can't believe it.
Out of the way. The duke has returned.
The duke?
(Smurfs) The duke?
Look, there he is.
[crowd cheering]
Blessings on you, sire.
(all) Hooray for the duke!
Long live Hubert, Duke of Castellac!
Long live Hubert, Duke of Castellac!
Peewit, I thought you said the duke was kidnapped.
He was. I don't understand it either, but I love celebrations.
Long live Hubert, Duke of Castellac!
There's the duke.
And that's the one the duke called the traitor.
Excuse me, my good man, but who might that gentleman be?
(male 1) That is Lieutenant Acelin.
He governed the kingdom while the duke was gone.
Come, Peewit, Acelin and the duke
are going to the castle and so are we.
[instrumental music]
If the duke we just saw is an impostor, we must expose him.
Unless we're exposed first.
(male 2) 'Surely the good Lord Duke is not himself.'
Three years in prison seems to have affected the duke's mind.
I've known him since a child, yet he barely recognized me.
That settles it.
This Lord Duke is an impostor.
[Peewit sniffing]
Ah, perfection.
Roast chicken. Just the way Acelin likes it.
Mm. Just the way I like it.
So we must sneak into the duke's chamber and--
Johan. Where's Peewit?
Peewit? Peewit?
Ah, dinner. My favorite.
Roast chicken with pears, apples, prunes and..
chomp chomp
- You? - Ah. Hee-hee.
I hate to eat and run, but..
thud
Stop. Guards! Guards!
[grunts]
Don't let the runt escape.
Peewit? What have you done now?
It wasn't my fault, Johan. Blame the roast chicken.
(guard 1) 'You there. Stop.'
They're right behind us.
(Peewit) They're right in front of us too.
- Time for a shortcut. - Not a chance.
On second thought.. Mama!
- Johan! - Don't worry.
I'll catch you.
thud
- Nice catch. - Sorry, Peewit.
- I had my hands full. - 'There they are!'
[instrumental music]
Johan, we can't outrun them.
Then we'll outthink them.
Where did they go?
Don't worry, sire. We'll find them.
- 'You had better.' - Hey, what's the rush?
The duke is safe.
No one can reach his tower room. Come on.
Johan, how can we prove the duke's an impostor
if we can't even get to him?
I have a thought. Give me a hand, Peewit.
- What for? - I'll tell you later.
Later. Always later.
'If it's what I think you're thinking'
'don't bother telling me.'
This catapult will launch us right up to--
I said don't tell me.
- 'Johan, Peewit.' - Smurfs.
Oh, you're just in time.
When I give the word, release the handle.
You can smurf on us.
But remember, wait until he gives the..
Whoa!
What the.. Who are you?
Sorry. Uh, did I wake you?
Good evening, Lord Duke.
Or should I say, Lord Impostor.
What say you?
Let's give him a chance, Johan.
Hey, remember me? You stole my bread.
Of course I-I remember you, Peewit.
- You too, Johan. - My word!
- He is the duke. - Don't worry, sire.
We'll rescue you from the traitor Acelin.
You're the ones who need rescuing.
Acelin, take these two and throw them in the dungeon.
But I said I was sorry I woke you up.
Don't move. You are both covered.
On the contrary..
...you are covered.
[all grunt]
The duke's worse than an impostor, he's a scoundrel.
Don't let those two escape.
- 'After them.' - 'There they are.'
Oh. I don't think Johan's plan smurfed too well.
Neither do I.
Perhaps we can help them. Come along.
- Uh-oh. A dead end. - Don't worry, Johan.
There's always a secret door in these old castles.
Let's see, maybe this stone, or this pennant?
Don't just stand there. Do you have a plan?
I could have sworn I heard them.
Keep searching the castle until you find those two.
Use the dogs if you have to.
Hee-hee. They're gone, Johan.
I told you there'd be a secret door.
But who rescued us? And why?
It was I, Demetrius, the duke's alchemist.
Come into my laboratory and I'll tell you more
for the duke, poor man, needs your help.
And we need yours. Come, Peewit.
Humph. I still say I found the secret door.
The dog's on the scent of those two intruders.
[growling]
Quickly, my little Smurfs.
[whimpers]
Where are we, Papa Smurf?
It seems to be a secret passageway, Smurfette.
Uh, it sure is safer than out there.
Maybe for you, Clumsy.
And so you see, it was Acelin who paid Sir Hercule
to keep the duke as a prisoner for all those years.
So Acelin could take power.
But now that the duke has returned..
(Demetrius) 'I didn't want to, but Acelin forced me'
'to give the duke a potion'
'that put the duke under his control.'
Smurfs.
Uh, it's Peewit, Papa Smurf.
Watch what you're smurfing, Clumsy.
I, I am a coward, Johan.
I cannot help the duke.
But we can, Demetrius. Tell us how.
- Johan, it's the Sm-- - Later, Peewit.
Later. Always later.
I'll let the Smurfs in myself. Let's see.
The proof of Acelin's treachery is written on a parchment
in Lord Hercule's strongbox.
Upon my word, we'll bring it back, Demetrius.
(guard 2) 'Open up, Demetrius.'
It's the guard.
Maybe this rope will open it. Removing this book?
- Pushing this brick? Maybe-- - Come on, Peewit.
I knew I could do it.
Go quickly and take this map.
'We're after two intruders.'
We have orders to search every room.
[barking]
Ah. He's got the scent again.
thud thud
Well, that secret passage took us far from the castle.
Well, not far enough for me. I've had enough of Castellac.
- Let's go home. - No, Peewit.
First we must journey to Sir Hercule's estate
and bring back proof of Acelin's treachery.
This map will lead us there.
At last. Sir Hercule's castle.
(Peewit) It's about time.
(Clumsy) Uh, where's Peewit, Johan?
Well, he says he has a foolproof way
of getting into Hercule's castle. Oh, no.
We are going to charm Sir Hercule's ears, Johan.
Listen to the marvelous tone of this splendid harp.
[strumming]
Well, perhaps we'd better find another way, Peewit.
We could pose as merchants.
Nonsense. We have nothing to sell.
What if Hercule doesn't like music?
(male 3) And don't come back!
thud
Doesn't Sir Hercule like music, minstrel?
Oh, yes. He likes music.
But alas, I sang one note off-key.
Lucky Sir Hercule was in a good mood tonight.
Otherwise, there's no telling what he might have done.
[whimpers] Maybe we could pose as merchants.
You there, minstrels, get in here.
Sir Hercule wants more music.
Just don't hit any wrong note.
[laughing]
You Smurfs must get the parchment
from Hercule's strongbox while we keep him busy.
(Papa Smurf) We'll smurf our best, Johan.
(Clumsy) Uh, which way, Papa Smurf?
Humans often keep valuables in their bedrooms.
Let's smurf there first.
More minstrels come to bore me with your lullabies? Blah!
I only like war songs. Ha-ha-ha.
I know one. Ahem.
Mi, mi, mi!
♪ Listen well to the tale-- ♪
Perhaps his Lordship prefers a poem, Peewit.
A million thunders, I want singing.
♪ Listen well to the tale I tell ♪
♪ Of the battle cry and the ringing bell ♪
♪ Of the armors clang and the bell that rang ♪
♪ While the minstrels sang of the deeds of the war ♪
♪ The bravest knights and the heroic fights ♪
- Oh! What a noise. - We need wax to plug our ears.
Hurry, my Smurfs.
Papa Smurf, the strongbox.
I think I see a parchment inside.
Oh! Let me see, Brainy. Oops!
Ahem. Now we must find the strongbox key.
♪ So the knight rode off with an awful ♪
I must stop Peewit before they throw us into the dungeon.
♪ He spent in a leaky-- ♪
Forgive Peewit, sire. He's a bit hoarse this evening.
'With your permission, I will take his place'
'and recite a poem.'
What? I haven't finished my song.
One sunny day on a far-off shore
I sat and watched the ocean roar
'I felt the tang of salty air--'
Enough! Silence!
He wants you to stop singing, Peewit.
Not him. You.
Why did you interrupt his song?
Your companion sings very well.
I-I-I'm sorry, sire.
You ought to be, your voice resembles
the clash of arms, the whistling of arrows.
- The croaking of frogs. - Come. Follow me.
It's my pleasure to reward you.
(Peewit) So there.
(Papa Smurf) 'It's no use, my Smurfs.'
'The key is not in this room.'
(Hercule) 'Right this way, my minstrel friend.'
A little gold to reward your golden voice.
Johan, we couldn't smurf the key
but the parchment is in the strongbox.
- Let's see. - I must get into that trunk.
Who taught you to sing so well?
No one. It's a gift.
Well, I hope to hear you sing again soon.
Well.. Well, how about right now, Peewit?
I see you're beginning to appreciate fine music, Johan.
Alas, I'd love another song but it's late
and I journey to Castellac tomorrow.
The duke, you know, is stepping down from power.
Then we must step up our plans, Peewit.
[whispers] First of all I want yo to..
When I return from Castellac you may entertain me again.
(Peewit) 'Oh, thank you, sire.'
'Uh, sire, I'll, uh, uh.. I'll do my magic act.'
Magic? I love magic.
Oh, I'm a great magician. You wanna see?
I'll need something small, like, um, a key.
- Well, will this do? - 'Perfect.'
[chuckles] Now, watch closely.
One, two, three, this key is for me.
Four, five, six, now, I bet no key you see.
Poof. It's disappeared.
Magnificent. Ha-ha-ha!
Now, tell me, wh-where did you hide it?
Uh, I didn't see a thing.
He didn't hide it, Sir Hercule. It really disappeared.
Yes, and I've forgotten the words to make it reappear.
Don't play stupid.
Return my key.
Grr, it's on you somewhere.
Johan!
I'm coming, Peewit.
Pick on someone your own size, villain.
Guards! Help!
Peewit. Play. Loud.
♪ There once was an overgrown fool ♪
♪ Who went by the name of Hercule ♪
♪ An object of much ridicule ♪
♪ Was this fellow once known as Hercule ♪
♪ Oh what a heroic fight ♪
♪ We might be about to die ♪♪
- Guards! - "Oppressive sales tax."
"Unlawful imprisonment."
"Agreement between Sir Hercule and Lieutenant Acelin."
Papa Smurf. Papa Smurf, I found it.
Time for a disappearing trick, Hercule.
By the time you get free, we'll have disappeared.
♪ He wasn't a good guy like us this villainous Hercule.. ♪♪
Good work, Peewit. We have the parchment.
Oh, I thought he'd never stop.
Now, to make our escape, tie these sheets together.
- What for? - I'll tell you later.
Later. Always later.
- Eh, what was that? - Sir Hercule?
Tell me now, Johan.
You'd better get rid of that harp, Peewit.
- My harp? - You there. Stop.
Right. The harp!
clang
[instrumental music]
Noble lords and dear ladies, hear me now
I regret to inform you that due to ill health
I am stepping down from my dukedom.
And ruling in my stead, with my blessing
will be my loyal and trusted lieutenant, Sir Acelin.
Stop. My lords, Acelin is a traitor to you all.
- And here's the proof. - What proof?
Not only are these two scoundrels thieves
these two scoundrels are liars.
Johan. Johan, he tore it up.
And I sang my heart out for that parchment.
What do we do with them, Lord Duke?
Throw them in the dungeon.
Throw them in the dungeon.
Ooh, Papa Smurf, is there nothing we can do?
I cannot keep silent any longer.
Johan and Peewit tell the truth.
Hercule was paid by Acelin to keep the duke a prisoner.
[indistinct chatter]
Give up, Acelin. Your game is up.
Not yet, Johan. Stand back, we're leaving.
And I want the drawbridge raised after we go.
If I see it lowered, you'll never see the duke again.
- We must go after them. - But how?
Thanks to Demetrius, I know another way. Come, Peewit.
I think Johan and Peewit may need our help.
[dramatic music]
I may have failed to steal the dukedom
but I'll get a fortune in ransom for you.
Don't count your ransom before it's hatched.
I've got the duke.
Oh, that pipsqueak has meddled once too often.
thud
thud
Better watch where you're going, Acelin.
- Surrender, Acelin. - Never.
Don't worry, Lord Duke. You're safe now.
Scoundrel. Guards! Acelin!
Uh-oh. The duke's still under Acelin's control.
It's as I feared.
Here's that bouquet of mugwort, oak bane
and fern breath you wanted, Papa Smurf.
- I was telling others that-- - Just in the nick of smurf.
[sniffing]
Peewit? Where are we?
What's going on?
My-my ring. How did I get it back?
It's a long story, Lord Duke.
Take those scoundrels away.
Johan and Peewit, how can I ever thank you?
Please accept these jewels.
Thanks, sire. I'll take a sapphire
and an emerald and a ruby and--
Sire, seeing justice done is enough for us.
Oh, right. Um..
Then may I take some food for our long journey, Lord Duke?
Of course, Peewit. Of course.
Well, Peewit, don't you feel good
that the duke is back on his throne?
I'll feel a lot better after lunch.
Greedy Smurf.
Mm. Smurflicious.
[laughter]
Looks like someone smurfed you to it, Peewit.
Papa Smurf always says share and share alike
and I smurf that goes for humans too.
[instrumental music]
chomp
[theme music]
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