Original subtitles

[theme music]

(male narrator) Long, long ago, deep in the forest

there was a hidden village where tiny creatures lived.

They called themselves Smurfs. They were good.

Then there was Gargamel, the evil wizard. He was bad.

Oh, I hate smurfs.

I'll get you.

I'll get all of you, if it's the last thing I ever do!

[Gargamel laughing]

[Gargamel grunts]

Oh, I'll get you.

I'll find your village someday. You'll be sorry!

(male narrator) Well, the forest is still there

and if you listen, you may hear Gargamel's rage.

And if you are good, you may just catch

a glimpse of the Smurfs.

[instrumental music]

Oh, how pretty. Chrysanthesmurfs.

They're my most favoritist.

Oh. A yellow one.

(Clumsy) Smurfette, look how much firewood..

- Oops! - Unh!

(Smurfette) 'Clumsy, help.'

Uh, Smurfette, what's wrong? Where are you?

(Smurfette) 'Down here.'

(Clumsy) Uh, down where?

crash

Oh, down here.

Yes, and now we're both down here.

Uh, yeah, kind of cozy, huh?

[laughs]

Oh, Clumsy. How will we ever get out of here?

(Clumsy) Uh, don't worry, Smurfette.

I'll just climb up and..

[screaming]

Uh, there's still one thing we haven't tried.

What's that?

Help!

'Help, save us. Help!'

(Smurfette) Help. Someone, please help us.

Oh, it's no use. Nobody can hear us.

Oh, what'll we do?

[growling]

[gasps] What's that?

Maybe it's Papa Smurf.

[speaking softly] Clumsy, Papa Smurf doesn't growl.

[growling]

[gasps]

[growling]

[Clumsy whimpering] 'Wh-what is it?'

[growling]

Bluster, you ungrateful cur.

Had you cornered a tasty rabbit

that you were not about to share with your master?

If it weren't for me, you'd be nothing but a feast for fleas.

And speaking of feasts, roast rabbit would be.

Aha!

By thunder, what are you?

Uh, she's C-Clumsy and I'm Smurfette.

Uh, I mean, uh, I'm--

We're Smurfs.

Smurfs. Incredible.

The world will pay a fortune to see such tiny creatures.

Once you become the star attractions

of Bombast's Traveling Show.

You, my little pets will be the most unique theatrical act

ever beheld by human eyes.

But-but we don't do any tricks.

I can do a cartwheel.

Clumsy, no, you can't.

Sure, I can. Watch.

[groans]

- Unh! - Oops!

Uh, sorry, Smurfette.

See what I mean?

No matter.

I, Bombast the Great, trained this empty-headed hound.

And I can do wonders with you too.

[growling]

'Quiet. Soon these little pets will make your feeble dog act'

'a thing of the past.'

(Smurfette) Oh! Where are we going?

Papa Smurf will never find us now.

Uh, yeah. Sure are a long way from the village.

Uh, why are you smurfing all those flowers, Smurfette?

Shh.

So Papa Smurf can find us.

Huh?

- Clumsy. - Where are you?

Smurfette.

Look carefully, Smurfs. We have to find them.

- Hold it, what have we here? - Flower.

[gasps] Smurfette likes flowers.

And Clumsy was gathering firewood.

But where are they now?

"Ode to the Missing Smurfs."

Where, oh, where Can the little Smurfs be..

I hate sad poems.

(Hefty) 'Papa Smurf.'

Giant footprints.

Hm. These were made by a human.

Papa Smurf, look.

Wagon tracks.

Hm. The puzzle is beginning to smurf together.

But what does it mean, Papa Smurf?

It means Smurfette and Clumsy have been smurfnapped.

(all) 'Smurfnapped?'

We must follow the trail wherever it leads. Quickly.

Faster, you lazy beast, faster.

And you, cease that infernal snuffling.

You're soiling my garments, canine.

Desist, or I shall.. What's this?

'Aha! So that's it, eh?'

(Clumsy) Uh, what are we stopping for?

(Bombast) Sorry, my pet.

But your rescuers, whoever they may be

have just come to the end of the trail.

[laughing]

Boy, there's so many wagon tracks, which one do we follow?

How will we find them now, Papa Smurf?

(Papa Smurf) 'This road leads to a human village not far ahead.'

The wagon must be going there. And so are we.

(all) A human village.

It's a place of many dangers, my little Smurfs.

But we have no choice.

(all) Yes, Papa Smurf.

No, no, no. Do it again.

And this time, do it right.

Yes, sir.

Whoa! Unh!

[growling]

Bluster, stop. How dare you endanger my stars.

Now back off.

[gulps]

Please, Mr. Bombast, these tricks are too hard.

You will do as I command.

(Bombast) 'The great Bombast never gives up.'

Not so fast, Clumsy.

It's not me, it's the ball.

Whoa! Unh!

Fools.

We'll just have to keep trying

until we find something you can do.

How much farther, Papa Smurf?

Not far now.

How much farther, Pa--

Now don't start that again.

[organ music]

That's it, keep it up. One, two, one, two, one, two.

I say, Bluster, aren't they looking good?

[grumbling]

Alright, Smurfs, that's enough.

[both panting]

(Bombast) 'I think you're finally ready for your debut.'

Faster, mule. Every moment wasted is money lost.

[grumbling]

Ooh, Clumsy, look how big everything is.

Yeah. I wonder how Papa Smurf will ever find us here.

Aye, fresh fish. Get your fresh fish here. Aye!

(Papa Smurf) 'Wait here, my little Smurfs.'

'I'm going to have a look around.'

Be careful, Papa Smurf.

Oh, my smurfs.

[panting]

Did you see anything, Papa Smurf?

Yes, I got a very close look at a wagon wheel.

Papa Smurf, there are so many wagons

how will we know which is the right one?

We'll just have to look at all of them, Greedy.

I hate wagons.

[instrumental music]

(Papa Smurf) 'Remember, smurf your eyes open.'

We don't want anything sneaking up behind..

Aah!

(all) Help! Help!

[all coughing]

Is everything alright?

[panting]

Yes, Hefty. That was close.

(Greedy) 'How close was it?'

It was so close, my whole life flashed before me.

And what a funny life it was.

[laughs]

Hold it. Where's Grouchy?

[all gasp]

Grouchy. Oh, no.

I hate crowds.

[humming]

Observe, my pint-sized performers

you're about to make me rich and famous.

[growls]

And you, miserable cur will guard my precious pets

while I hang these posters around town.

Is that clear?

And woe to you if any harm befalls them. Understood?

[growling]

This is like looking for a needle in a haystack

Papa Smurf.

Don't give up. Clumsy and Smurfette must be nearby

and we won't leave without them.

[humming]

Someone's coming.

[sighs]

[gasps]

Oh, go back to your poster, Bluster.

We were just practicing our dancing.

[sobbing]

Ah, it's no use, Clumsy. We'll never smurf out of here.

Uh, yeah. And I'll bet Bluster sure will be glad to see us go.

Clumsy, you just gave me an idea.

Uh, I did?

You know, Clumsy, if we could escape

then Bluster would be the star of the show again.

[growling]

But how could two little old Smurfs

ever escape from this big old cage?

Uh, yeah, how?

[grunting]

[sighs] I guess we're stuck, and poor Bluster will never be a star.

Oh, Bluster. What a surprise.

And we'll never tell. Will we, Clumsy?

Uh, tell what, Smurfette?

[growling]

[sighs] Never mind, Clumsy. Come on.

[laughing]

Uh, where are we going, Smurfette?

As far from Bombast as we can.

Oof! Uh, what are you stopping--

- Shh! - Uh-oh.

[both yelling]

Ooh, ugh! That smurfs.

Oh, dear. This is mean old Bombast's nail sack.

We've gotta get out of here. Oh, dear.

Now to prepare for the crowds and their money.

[laughs]

We've looked and looked.

And looked and looked.

I hate looking and looking and looking and looking.

Papa Smurf, are you sure

we're gonna find Smurfette and Clumsy again?

Of course I'm sure.

I think.

Escaped?

You blundering cur. I ordered you to watch them, didn't I?

[grunting]

You dare disobey the great Bombast.

For that, you will pay dearly.

'When I'm through, even fleas won't bite you.'

'I'm going to..'

[barks]

Quiet. When I'm speaking to..

Aha! What's this?

Run, Clumsy, run.

Don't just sit there, loutish lump. After them.

[barks]

[whispering] He's coming. Go that way.

I'm getting dizzy.

Whoops!

[barking]

(Bombast) Mind the mule, foolish dog.

When disturbed, he has a tendency to..

[mule brays]

Oof!

...kick.

Come on, Clumsy. Now's our chance to escape.

Clumsy?

Ha-ha-ha! Did you see that?

Ha, ha! And they call me Clumsy. Ha-ha-ha!

Never mind that. We've gotta get..

Well, well. It appears that the show will go on.

[laughs]

[sighs]

[thunder rumbling]

Ah, Azrael. Don't you just love gray, gloomy days?

It keeps all the peasants away.

[mews]

[thunder crashing]

(Bombast) How dare it rain on this of all days.

It's ruining all my plans.

Now there will be no audience and no money.

Only fools would venture out in this weather.

Well, well. And there's a fool now.

[both gasp]

(both) 'It's Gargamel.'

Egad. Smurfs, Azrael. Here, in the city.

[mews]

I knew this was going to be a good day. Ha-ha-ha!

Step right up, my good man.

The show is about to begin.

Stage fright, eh? Well, relax. Your audience of one awaits.

'And one penny is better than no pennies.'

And now, we present..

Huh?

Uh, gosh, Smurfette. Where'd Gargamel go?

Right here. Ha-ha-ha!

At last you're in my clutches, you miserable blue termites.

[mews]

Quiet, Azra..

Uh-uh, nice doggy.

I was just getting your little actors' autographs. Ha, ha.

See? There they are. Ha, ha. All nice and safe.

[growling]

I wish I could stay for the show but..

[barks]

[yowls]

I really must be going. Yow!

Unhand me, miserable cat.

I can't see where I'm.. Oof!

So trying to see a free show, eh?

Not true, sir. Not true. Wizard's honor. Ha-ha-ha.

What now, Papa?

Yeah, we've smurfed all kinds of wagons.

We haven't smurfed that wagon.

Uh, I'll volunteer.

Smurfette, Clumsy, where are you?

Are you hiding in there, little Smurfs?

[grunts] It's too heavy.

Oh, I guess I'll just have to eat my way through.

Uh-oh.

Phew! That was close.

Any luck, Greedy?

Uh, y-yes, Papa. All bad.

- It's no use. - They're gone forever.

Poor Smurfette.

Poor Clumsy.

My little Smurfs, we've come this far.

And we can't stop now.

(Bombast) 'How dare you view my little blue pets'

'without paying the price?'

Little blue pets?

(Gargamel) 'But-but I'll pay ten times the price.'

'I don't just want to view them, I-I want to buy them.'

- That sounds like-- - Gargamel.

- I hate-- - Never mind. Come on.

The Great Bombast sell his stars? Never.

But I'll double the amount.

And throw in this slightly-used cat for free.

[yowling]

No deal. And don't bother me again.

I have a show to put on.

Perhaps he'll change his tune

when his little performers can't perform.

I don't know who's worse, Bombast or Gargamel.

Oh. That's a tough one, Smurfette.

Uh, hey, the fog's rolling in.

That's not fog. It's-it's..

[both snoring]

[laughing]

Now, Azrael, Bombast will beg us to buy his useless Smurfs.

[laughs]

[laughs]

[gasps] Smurfette, what's wrong?

Gargamel must've cast a sleeping spell on them.

(Bombast) 'Showtime.'

And now, ladies and gentlemen

here they are to amaze and astound you.

The one and only Smurfs.

[snoring]

[crowd jeering]

Wake up. Wake up. Don't do this to me.

Hm. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Looks like your Smurfs have let you down.

You, again?

Yes. And although these little creatures

are obviously worthless, I'll do you a favor and--

You'll do me a favor, alright. Let's step backstage, shall we?

No. Wait. Wait, Bombast. Listen, I'll make you another deal.

Okay, the coast is clear.

We must move fast, or we'll all wind up in this cage.

Poor Smurfette.

(Greedy) 'Poor Clumsy.'

(Hefty) Pour it on. We gotta get out of here.

No, please. You'll give me a headache.

You already gave me a headache.

Azrael, do something to help me.

[growling]

And now, ladies and gentlemen.. Ha-ha-ha.

The show must go on.

Presenting the waltzing wizard.

[organ music]

[crowd jeering]

B-but it gets better as it goes, I promise.

- Wha-what happened? - Uh, yeah.

Papa Smurf. Oh, am I glad to see you.

Oh, boy. Am I glad to be out of show business.

I'll bet they know just how you feel. Look.

[both grunting]

[dog barking]

- Oops! What is it, Papa Smurf? - Shh! Listen.

[dog barking]

[wagon approaching]

They're coming after us, Papa Smurf.

(Papa Smurf) 'Quickly. Smurf behind that log.'

But-but you don't understand.

I-I will really pay you this time.

Never mind. My payment will be your hide.

[all cheering]

Bravo! That's what all good shows need.

What's that, Papa Smurf?

A happy ending.

[theme music]