[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.
[music continues]
Then there was Gargamel
the evil wizard. He was bad.
Ooh! I hate Smurfs!
I'll get you, I'll get all of you
if it's the last thing I ever do.
[evil laugh]
[Gargamel grunts]
[grunting] 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 here Gargamel's rage.
And if you are good, you may just catch
a glimpse of the Smurfs.
[theme music]
[Gargamel laughing]
It's nearly done, Azrael.
[yawns]
Behold, Azrael. My latest stroke of evil genius.
boom
meow meow
[sighs]
This will turn me into something
those sniveling Smurfs can't resist.
[Gargamel cackles]
[dramatic music]
Ah, a smurfberry patch.
Just the place to snare a Smurf.
Now, a little bit of this.
[music continues]
[wailing]
[humming]
[baby crying]
Oh, that sounded just like a baby.
But what's a baby doing in the forest?
[baby babbling]
Oh, goodness me, a baby Smurf.
Oh, where in the world did you come from, huh?
Oh, I bet you're hungry as the dickens.
I'll take you home and feed you some yummy
strained smurfberries.
[babbling]
Yoo-hoo, everybody. Yoo-hoo! Look what I found in the forest.
[clamoring]
(Papa Smurf) 'A baby Smurf?'
Where do baby Smurfs come from, Brainy, huh, huh?
Well, baby Smurfs come from, uh..
Well, this is certainly a ridiculous question.
Isn't he just the cutest thing in the world?
Cute? I don't think he's cute.
I agree. In fact, he's kind of ugly.
[babbling]
He is not ugly, Brainy. He's just, well, unique-looking.
Yes, he's certainly not as smurfy as I am.
But still, I must admit he is unique-looking.
Well, I think he's very smurfy
and I'm gonna make him a present.
Somebody say present?
[chuckles]
[Jokey gasps]
[laughs]
boom
- I'll get some smurfberry jam. - I've got an extra blanket.
- I'll smurf some flowers. - I hate baby Smurfs.
[Smurfette grunts]
Coochie coochie coo.
[babbling]
[Grouchy clears throat]
(Smurfette) Come, Baby Smurf. It's nap time.
Now, I'll fix you some nice, warm smurfberry juice.
Smurfberry juice? Yuck!
Hiya, Baby Smurf. Look what I made for you.
Pretty smurfy, huh?
♪ Smurf-a-bye baby ♪
♪ On the treetop ♪
♪ When the wind blows the cradle will.. ♪♪
[crying]
Hey, hey, don't cry, please? Huh?
Uh, I'll pick up the speed a little, okay?
- Oh, oh. - Uh, hi, baby. Oof!
[baby crying]
- I can't stop it! - I baked a cake for baby.
[screams]
Look out!
plop
Ooh, why you miserable.. I-I mean..
[babbles]
Hey, look at that. He likes my cake.
[instrumental music]
You know, Grouchy, there is something very familiar
about this Baby Smurf.
What is it about him?
Coochie coo.
Oh, don't touch me, you wretched.. I-I-I mean..
[babbles]
Hmm, maybe I'll remember.
Let's go, Grouchy. Baby Smurf needs his rest.
Oh, what's baby drinking? No, no, no.
What is this yuck?
Oh, ick. It smells like poison.
And poor baby almost drank it.
Ooh, you empty-headed.. Uh, I mean..
[babbling]
[crickets chirping]
[intense music]
Baby Smurfs, Baby Smurfs, nothing about..
[yawns] ...Baby Smurfs.
[snoring]
[intense music]
thud
[grunts]
Hmm. Aha! Essence of wormwood.
[cackles] In a flash, I'll be my normal, unlovable old self again.
[shattering]
What? Is some Smurf there?
'What's smurfing on here?'
Well, look at this. Who could have smurfed such a mess?
I thought I locked this cabinet.
'There, that does it.'
Oh, I must think of something else. What's this?
'Aha, the rare cactus petrificus.'
Now, that gives me a most wicked idea.
[humming]
plop
Good morning, Vanity. Didn't you hear me, Vanity?
I said, good morning.
And I think it's extremely rude not to..
Vanity?
[Baby Smurf laughing]
[grunting] One, two, three.
Hefty, did you hear what happened
to Vanity and Brainy? They're..
[gasps] Petrified!
What's smurfing on around here?
I don't know, but I don't wanna catch it.
But it inspires me to write "An Ode to Petrification."
To stand still atop a windy hill..
[stammering] Maybe I'll change that to "An Ode to Getting Out of Here."
[intense music]
splash
Oh, boo-hoo. Papa Smurf, something terrible has happened!
What's wrong, Smurfette?
Some awful, terrible thing
is turning all the Smurfs to stone.
To stone? Smurfies me. Now what about Baby Smurf?
(Smurfette) 'I don't know. I can't find him anywhere. Boo-hoo!'
Come on, let's get to the bottom of this.
plop plop
These poor Smurfs.
Quick, bring them to my lab. I must find a cure.
Great smurf! Someone's been in here!
Oh, no. My cactus petrificus!
That's what's petrifying my Smurfs. But who's doing it?
[intense music]
I hate petrified Smurfs.
I hate runaway wheelbarrows too.
crash
Now what?
At this rate, it'll take years to petrify
all these miserable Smurfs.
I need a way to-to blow them all up at once.
That's it. I'll blow them all up.
[intense music]
Soon this village will be nothing but a pile of blue dirt.
At precisely 7 o'clock
'the sun will set on these miserable Smurfs'
for the last time.
(Smurfette) Baby Smurf. Where are you?
- 'Oh, that meddling wench.' - Baby.
[snoring]
Huh? What's that?
'Oh, Baby Smurf. What are you d-d-doing?'
I'm blowing all you vile little Smurfs to smithereens.
[cackles]
Gargamel! Help! Let me out of here!
[cackles]
[music continues]
- Yes, this should do it. - Papa Smurf, baby's gone.
Oh, boo-hoo. We can't smurf him anywhere.
All we found was this.
Just as I suspected. It was Baby Smurf all along.
But he's just a baby.
That wasn't a baby. That was Gargamel.
[both gasp]
(both) Gargamel?
[music continues]
[all groaning]
Did we give every Smurf the antidote?
Oh, I think so, Papa Smurf.
[music continues]
It won't be long now.
[cackles]
- Did you hear? - Baby is Gargamel.
[indistinct chatter]
"Ode to Petrification."
Lazy. Papa Smurf!
[yawns] Papa Smurf, Baby's got a bomb.
- A bomb? Baby smurfed a bomb? - Mm-hm.
[yawns] It's in the well.
Here we go.
[cackles]
A few more seconds and, kablooey
'no more Smurfs.'
[laughing] Three, two, one, and presto.
What happened to that miserable bomb?
[intense music]
Badness me. Where's my bomb?
Whoops!
whoosh
boom
(Gargamel) Ooh, I hate Smurfs!
(all) Bye-bye, Gargamel.
swoosh
crash
meow
Oh, well, home at last.
Stay away from me, you fool cat. Oh, no!
[growling]
Azrael, you numbskull, it's me, Gargamel.
Huh?
[Azrael babbling]
There it is. My counter-spell. Ah.
[instrumental music]
What are you looking at?
poof
Azrael, you feline fool. How dare you attack me?
[meows]
Oh, never mind.
At least I don't have to look like a disgusting Smurf anymore.
How mortifying.
Now, where did I put those bad-luck charms?
[Azrael laughing]
Hmm, I can't find them.
I thought I put them over here. No, no.
[theme music]