Original subtitles

[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

Oh, I hate Smurfs.

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

[blows trumpet]

♪ You'll be smurfing soon ♪♪

[theme music]

[grunts] Oakbane.

Dragon elm. Ah.

The worst part of being a wizard

even a great wizard like me

is grubbing about for ingredients.

And fungus and lizards and dead toads.

Ah! No maggots or scorpions.

♪ La la la-la la.. ♪

What's that?

♪ La la la-la la la lala la .. ♪♪

How about some oakbane and dragon elm, Papa Smurf?

Yes, Smurfette, and some pondsnort too.

[sniffs] Oh!

I just love the smell of fresh herbs.

Oh, yeah, me too.

boing

splash

Watch where you're smurfing.

[sneezes]

Well, thank you, Brainy. You found the pondsnort.

Oh, you're welcome, Papa Smurf.

See? When you can't do the job just call on me

because I leave no smurf unturned.

And furthermore..

thud

So don't call on me.

Come along, Brainy, I think we have all the herbs we need.

Goodbye, little pond and pondsnort and..

[all groan]

Uh. What's wrong, Papa Smurf?

Run for your smurfs!

Well, now.

Well, now, look at these little fellows.

(Smurfette) 'I'm no little fellow.'

Ow!

[groans]

- Who are you? - I'm Smurfette. Who are you?

I am Mordaine, Wizard to King Argon.

Little fella. Hmph!

Fascinating creatures.

Perhaps I can find a use for them.

[instrumental music]

[Smurfs groan]

Come out of there, you rotten little..

[Smurfs groan]

There. That should hold you.

[bell rings]

King Argon.

Now, what does that gluttonous despot want?

Oh, boo-hoo!

What a terrible wizard.

Uh, what are we gonna do, Papa Smurf?

Don't worry, Papa Smurf will think of something.

Won't you, Papa Smurf?

I'm working on it, Brainy.

Mordaine!

Oh! Where is that miserable wizard?

My belly is about to burst.

Ohh! Mine too, sire.

Ooh! I can't believe we ate the whole thing.

You rang, sire?

Wizard, prepare a potion to ease our aching stomachs.

Yes, sire. It shall be done, sire.

Oh, it's too high, Papa Smurf.

Clumsy, you're stepping on my head.

Ohh! Oh, sorry, Brainy.

Is that better?

[mumbles]

You're welcome.

- Careful, Brainy! - I'm trying, Papa Smurf!

[Smurfs groan]

Why can't the King ask me to conjure up a spirit

or a spell, or a vision?

But prepare a potion for a trifling stomachache. Ah!

I don't even have a recipe for such a ridiculous thing.

Well, I'll give him something.

A little oil of evergreen, some oakbane

a touch of chili pepper, a dash of castor oil.

[laughs]

[Smurfs cough]

Oh! My, that smurfs terrible.

Oh, yeah, it's making me sick.

It's making us all sick.

Ah, perfect.

(Papa Smurf) 'Wizard, your potion is wrong.'

What did you say?

To cure stomach problems, you need smurfberry syrup

and mountain moss and pondsnort.

[laughs] You're telling me

the great Mordaine, how to cure a stomachache?

Don't make me laugh.

[laughs]

Well, he can't say I didn't warn him.

Yeah, he who laughs first smurfs least

and he who laughs last smurfs best.

Or something like that.

gulp gulp gulp

Ahh! That's terrible!

Uh, feeling better now, sire?

No! I feel worse than ever!

Uh, maybe you need a little more--

More?

Bring a remedy that works, wizard

or I'll see you rot in the dungeon!

- Do you understand? - Yes, sire.

thud

Blast! Now, I'm in big trouble. Perhaps I should have--

- Listened to Papa Smurf? - What?

Papa Smurf knows all about formulas.

Papa Smurf knows about everything.

- Are you a wizard? - Well..

I work with formulas from time to time--

Can you cure the king's aching stomach?

Yes. But only if you let us go.

So be it. Get to work.

- Do I have your word, wizard? - Of course!

Mordaine's word is a word of honor.

[instrumental music]

[bell rings]

gulp gulp

- Wizard. - Y-y-yes, sire?

You have done well. I feel like a king again.

Ah! Thank you, sire.

I knew you would, sire.

- The potion worked perfectly. - Of course it worked.

If Papa Smurf smurfs a cure, you stay cured.

- 'Cause Papa Smurf-- - Quiet!

Mordaine, we've kept our half of the bargain, now keep yours.

It's time you let us go.

We have a long journey back to our village.

Oh, didn't I tell you?

I've changed my mind. You're staying.

You're all staying.

I can use your help around here.

Oh, you nasty old Wizard! You promised!

You did! And we all heard you!

- Right, Papa Smurf? - Silence!

From now on, do as I say or I'll toast your little blue hides.

[dramatic music]

[snores]

[Smurfs grunt]

[snores]

Jump out, Smurfs. Quickly. We're heading for the edge.

[shatters]

What's that?

[yawns]

He's asleep again.

Shh!

- Shh! - Shh!

Shh!

(Smurfette) 'Which way, Papa Smurf?'

As I remember, the stairs are this way.

Uh, uh! Make it this way.

[instrumental music]

Oh. Now, we can't smurf out that way.

[snores]

- Someone's sleeping, Papa-- - Shh!

How do we get out of here, Papa Smurf?

That window is open.

And remember, shh!

- Shh! - Shh!

Shh!

No-good mice.

[snores]

- Look out, Papa Smurf. - Thank you, Smurfette.

I'm not as fast as I used to be. Are you two alright?

- Yes, Papa Smurf. - Yes, Papa Smurf.

W-w-what?

Run for your smurfs.

Who are you?

W-we're Smurfs. Who are you?

Why, I'm the king, of course. What are you doing here?

That nasty, terrible wizard smurfnapped us!

Smurfnapped?

Mordaine?

[instrumental music]

[snores]

S-sire?

Why wasn't I told about these creatures?

Uh, c-creatures, sire? Ahh!

You're mean and nasty, Mordaine!

I want an answer, wizard!

Mean and terrible and nasty!

I-I was saving them

as a-a surprise for your birthday, sire.

My birthday? Oh!

Very good, but who are they? What do they do?

Do? Now, listen here, I demand to..

Uh, do? Uh, t-they are, uh, are performers.

Yes, performers, sire.

Performers, eh?

Hmm. What about the one with the beard?

He looks too old to perform.

I'm only 542!

This one is useless, sire.

I only keep him for cleaning the hard to reach corners

in my laboratory.

Very well, keep him

but the others will perform for me.

Yes, sire.

Terrible, terrible, nasty wizard.

Nevertheless, the show must go on.

[laughs]

Listen, Smurfs, Papa Smurf and the others

are way overdue and we've got to find them.

Tracker, Harmony, Greedy, Lazy, Jokey, Grouchy.

I hate volunteering.

[Tracker sniffs]

Is the trail cold, Tracker?

The trail is never cold, Hefty.

You just have to know what to look for.

Ah-ha!

[instrumental music]

The tracks end here.

[pants] Any ideas, Tracker?

I say. By George, these are human tracks.

They've been smurfnapped.

Boy, wait till I get my hands on that human.

'Let's get going.'

Oh, I wonder where Papa Smurf is?

Oh, yeah, me too.

Oh, don't worry about Papa Smurf.

He would never, ever let us down.

Don't be too sure of that.

Ah. Hello, my little Smurfs.

- Papa Smurf. Are you alright? - Never felt better, Brainy.

I was just helping my friend Mordaine with an experiment.

- Your friend? - Your friend?

- Him? - Enough!

It's time to entertain King Argon and his knights.

Brainy, Clumsy, I thought of a way out of this.

- I have an idea too. - Listen.

All we have to do is perform just terribly

and the king will hate us.

Oh, yeah. Then what?

Then he'll let us go.

Just what I was thinking.

Well, sing, Smurfs. Sing.

♪ It's a Smurf day here's a smurfy for you ♪

♪ What is blue and white but never blue? ♪

♪ If you don't know then you will have to dance ♪

♪ It's a Smurf a happy Smurf ♪

♪ A happy Smurf is never blue-- ♪♪

Enough! Enough! Enough!

What's the meaning of this, wizard?

Uh, uh. They must have, uh, sore throats, sire.

But watch how beautifully they, uh, dance.

Dance, Smurfs. Dance.

'Dance, Smurfs. Dance.'

[up-tempo music]

Bah! These minstrels give me a stomachache, wizard.

Oh, Brainy. It's working.

Of course. My ideas always work.

clang

spoot

[gasps]

[laughs] Bravo!

Bravo!

[laughter]

More! More!

[upbeat music]

[laughter]

Oh, boo-hoo!

This isn't turning out the way it's supposed to at all.

[laughs] Mordaine, these Smurfs are the funniest jesters I've ever seen.

D-didn't I tell you, sire?

They shall perform at my birthday banquet tomorrow.

[laughs]

Papa Smurf, are you gonna help us escape?

Escape? Why would you want to escape?

Don't you want to go home, Papa Smurf?

No, no, Clumsy. This is my home now.

This is your home? B-b-but, Papa Smurf--

You heard him, Smurfs.

You're all going to stay here forever.

You nasty wizard.

You-you've put a spell on Papa Smurf.

Smart little Smurfette.

And unless you cooperate, I'll put a spell on you too.

[dramatic music]

[Tracker sniffs]

Is it much farther, Tracker Smurf?

Not far now.

- Follow me, my Smurfs. - Yeah!

Let's get them. Let's..

[Smurfs snore]

[groans]

Now add a smurf of mugwort, three sarsaparilla leave

four grams of hellebore

and the boiling juice of a mandrake.

For your sake, Papa Smurf, this new potion had better work.

I guarantee it, Master Mordaine.

I must try it out, but on who?

Oh, I can't believe I ate the whole thing.

I feel terrible. Give me more medicine for my stomach, wizard!

Of course. Of course. I just made up a new batch.

[chiming]

It works! Ha-ha!

The formula works.

Now, I can carry out my plan.

[laughs]

Our fellow Smurfs are in that castle.

Then let's get smurfing.

[instrumental music]

The coast is clear. And stay close.

Not that close.

[sniffs] By George, I smell--

I say! Mounted knights!

I say, hit the smurf!

A bit close, eh?

Come on.

This place is so big.

It'll be like finding a smurf in a haystack.

Don't fret, Greedy, I'll sniff them out.

[sniffs]

We must start up the birthday fireworks

and you shall help me, Papa Smurf.

My pleasure, Master Mordaine.

It's Papa Smurf.

Why did he call him master?

And where's Smurfette and Brainy and Clumsy?

[sniffs] In here.

Oh, look. It's Hefty and Tracker and--

Smurfs! Up here!

Oh, smurf us out of here, quick!

- Ready, Smurfs? - Smurfs away.

[grunts] The latch is stuck.

Hefty. Hurry.

That nasty Mordaine is coming back.

[Smurfs grunt]

Quick. Down the rope.

[grunts]

What's this?

Oh, no. They've escaped.

The king will have my head!

Papa Smurf, fill some more rockets

while I find those ungrateful Smurfs.

They couldn't have gone far.

Yes, Master Mordaine.

What's wrong with Papa Smurf?

Oh, that nasty Mordaine put a spell on him.

(Brainy) 'And we've got to break it before Mordaine comes back.'

- 'Oh, yeah. But--' - Ah-ha!

Obviously the answer lies within the pages of these books.

Obviously? Well, everybody.

Smurf a book and start looking for the anti-spell.

[humming]

Ah-ha! Look at this.

See? This is it. I told you I'd find it.

Now, all we have to do is mix it.

But we're not alchemists.

Uh, Papa Smurf could do it.

And so can I.

After all, I'm Papa Smurf's assistant

and I'm not Papa Smurf's assistant for nothing

nor am I anyone to be taken lightly.

I have an idea.

- Oh, Papa Smurf. - Smurfs.

Master Mordaine is very upset.

Why did you run away?

Oh, Papa Smurf, we've found a formula

that'll make us sing and dance a lot better.

Can you mix it for us?

What a smurfy idea.

My master will be delighted.

I think he bought it.

Now ,let's just hope the formula works.

Last but not least, a dash of pepper.

zap

- Done. - Oh, thank you, Papa Smurf.

[sneezes]

Uh, Smurfette.

Uh, Brainy.

Clumsy? What happened?

Oh, Papa Smurf. Is it really you?

(all) Are you alright, Papa Smurf?

Yes, I-I'm fine now.

But we must escape before..

[gasps] Mordaine!

Ah, Papa Smurf. You found them.

But, uh, where did these others come from?

Oh, uh, uh, they came to rescue me, master

but I captured them for you.

Excellent. The more Smurfs, the better

to keep the king amused.

[laughs]

[indistinct chatter]

You have done well, wizard.

Bringing me more of these little blue creatures.

Let the minstrels play.

Wait, sire! First, fireworks.

In honor of your birthday.

[firecrackers crackling]

(King Argon) 'Bravo, Mordaine. Bravo.'

[all exclaim]

Shh!

You'll really enjoy

this next batch, Your Highness.

boom boom

[chiming]

ri-bit ri-bit

[laughs]

Happy birthday, sire.

Now, while you and your fat friends eat flies

I shall steal all your gold.

[laughs]

What's this?

Uh, uh. Hey, come back, you rotten Smurfs! Come back!

ri-bit ri-bit

[pants] Faster, my little Smurfs. Faster.

[laughs]

ri-bit ri-bit

[Smurfs scream]

[laughs] Now, I've got you.

No. No!

ri-bit rib-it

ri-bit ri-bit ri-bit

splash

ri-bit ri-bit ri-bit

ri-bit ri-bit

zap

What happened?

- Mordaine put a spell on you. - Mordaine?

- Now you reversed his spell? - He sure did.

If it weren't for Papa Smurf, you'd still be a frog.

Absolutely. And your gold would be gone too.

Ah. You Smurfs are small of size but brave of heart.

I owe you a great debt.

Take this golden goblet, please.

Thank you, Your Majesty, but we have no need for gold.

But I would be honored.

No, we just want to return to our village.

So be it, my little friends.

Tracker, Hefty, Smurfette, Brainy.

Clumsy.

[snores]

Lazy, Jokey.

Jokey? Jokey?

Wait for me, Papa Smurf. He-he-he.

Jokey, where have you been?

[chuckles] I was just giving the king a little birthday surprise.

Surprise?

boom

[laughter]

I knew he had a sense of humor.

[chuckles]

♪ It's a smurf day ♪

♪ Here's a smurfy for you ♪

♪ A happy Smurf is never blue ♪♪

[instrumental music]

[theme music]