[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.
Oh, I hate Smurfs!
I'll get you, I'll get all of you
if it's the last thing I ever do!
[evil laughter]
Oh!
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.
[theme music]
[instrumental music]
Oh, there's nothing like a game of smurfball after a picnic.
Yeah. Catch.
I personally prefer the picnic part.
Heads up, Greedy.
boink
Huh?
[screeching]
Hmm. Hm. I'm starting to like this game more and more.
I'll get it.
[intense music]
Got it.
Hey, this isn't our smurfball.
(Smurfette) 'Ooh, it's a crystal ball and with Smurfy color.'
Mmm, almost looks good enough to eat.
Let's take it back to the village.
(Greedy) 'Good idea. It's almost supper time. Hick!'
(Krang) 'They took the bait.'
[dramatic music]
[hammers clanking]
Hear me, my trolls.
Very soon we will rule the world above
as we do the one below.
But, Krang, the sun shields are not ready
and we cannot face the daylight without them.
We are too few to work on the shields
and feed the fire.
Don't worry.
Shortly we'll have plenty
of little blues slaves to help.
[laughing]
[all laughing]
(Greedy) Oh, Papa Smurf, I don't feel so good.
Is it too late?
No, just...too full.
Oh, it must've been all the nuts I ate
or those smurfberries, or maybe the forest mushrooms
or the wild onions or maybe it was the sunflower seeds.
- Or-- - Greedy, stop.
- You're making us sick. - I hate sick.
Just get plenty of rest and I'll smurf up
a little home remedy for you.
(Greedy) 'Yes, Papa Smurf.'
Oh, I'm never gonna eat again.
Oh, well, maybe not never.
Here, Greedy, you keep this.
Maybe it'll brighten your day.
Oh, gee, thanks, Handy.
Well, well that's me.
And every smurfy goody I've ever dreamed of.
Mmm, I can almost taste them.
Whoa.
Ooh.
[gasps]
Welcome, slave.
S-s-slave?
'Wa-wa-wa-wait, who are you?'
'Wh-what are you gonna do?'
Hey, Greedy, I have just the thing
to make you feel better.
It's me. Greedy?
Where are you? Yoo-hoo, Greedy.
Wow. What's this?
Hey, it's just like a mirror. Only better.
[chiming]
- Ugh. - Vanity?
Greedy! What are you doing here?
I.. What am I doin' here?
- Less talk, more work. - Ye-ye-yes, sir.
Ye-yes, sir.
This broth will get Greedy up and around.
That's strange. No Smurfs seem up and around.
Where's Farmer Smurf? Shoo!
And Hefty is supposed to be chopping that wood.
Yeow!
And Smurfette didn't finish her painting.
Where is everybody?
Oh, look! There I am surrounded by flowers.
'It's the garden of my dream.'
No, that's me.
'And I'm stronger than I ever dreamed.'
Uh, I reckon those be the biggest crops
I ever dreamed of.
[all Smurfs clamoring]
As soon as they touch the crystal ball
we'll have the whole ignorant bunch of them.
[trolls laughing]
- Hey, let me see. - Don't be a hog.
I wanna see too.
[indistinct bickering]
Stand back, Smurfs. Give Greedy some air.
Eh, where is Greedy?
And what's this crystal ball doing here?
Um, I found it, Papa Smurf. Eh, isn't it smurfy?
You can see your fondest dreams in it.
Oh, well dreams are important, that's for sure.
But without hard work, they seldom come true.
'Now, all of you get back to..'
To.. Oh! Why, that's me.
Ah, yes. A natural leader.
[laughing]
That's right, Smurfs. Touch it. Touch it.
- Let us see. - How about a look?
Move over!
[clamoring]
Hey, quit pushing. Whoops!
- What happened? - Drat!
The blues ones have broken the crystal ball.
Thank smurfness.
At least they can't trap any more of us now.
Oh, yes, we can.
Here, send another crystal ball outside.
The Smurfs like what they saw, they'll be back for more.
[laughing]
Oh, no!
Yikes!
Yikes.
Back to work, slaves.
Alright, Smurfs, the day-dreaming is over.
Round up Greedy and Vanity and let's get back to work.
Eh-eh, not you, Handy. Ahem.
You think you can find another of those crystal balls?
Gosh, Papa Smurf, I don't know. Uh, but I could look.
Good, you do that.
[giggling] Oh, I can't wait to see how my dream turns out.
I think this is the place.
[instrumental music]
Wow! This must be my lucky day.
Say...what's that noise?
So there you are.
- Huh! Handy. - Handy.
What're you doing down here?
Well, that crystal ball you found
sucked us in here by magic.
And some mean old trolls are making us work our smurfs off.
'Run for help while you can.'
(Krang) You're not going anywhere except to work.
[laughing]
Yikes! I'll be back with help.
- 'Run, Handy!' - After him. He must not escape.
Aah! The sunlight! Get back!
[both screaming]
Fools. He's got away. Now, he'll warn the others.
- What can we do, Krang? - There is only one thing to do.
Follow me.
[dramatic music]
[panting] Papa Smurf! Papa Smurf!
Good work, Handy. You found one.
Oh, no, Papa Smurf. Don't.
Handy, you can use it when I am done.
But, Papa Smurf, it's a trap.
Yes, yes. A trap?
Greedy and Vanity have been captured by trolls
all because of that.
You'd better tell me the whole story, Handy.
Hefty, here's some more.. Hefty, we can't stop now.
Papa Smurf always says
"Never put off today what you can smurf
tomorrow because.."
[muffled grunting]
Excellent. Keep tunneling.
Soon every Smurf will be ours.
♪ La la la la la la ♪
♪ La la la.. ♪
Smurfalition.
I must be out in the sun too long.
Aah! Now me corn be growing down instead of up.
And then I ran to the village.
Harmony, sound the alarm.
[blowing trumpet]
Where is everybody?
- Disappeared. - Disappeared?
[laughing] You must be pulling my leg.
boom
[trolls grunting]
It's the trolls.
I hate trolls.
(Papa Smurf) Hey, let go!
- Quick. Grab Papa Smurf. - Pull.
Aah! The light!
[Smurfs groan]
So, the trolls don't like sunlight.
(Brainy) 'But they do like Smurfs.'
[trolls laughing]
Run.
Up here, you'll be safe.
Yikes.
[trolls chuckling]
Papa Smurf, they're coming through the floor.
- What do we do? - Wait a smurf!
I think I got it.
If that crystal ball can send Smurfs underground
'then it should send sunlight down there too.'
Oh, boo-hoo.
You nasty old trolls won't get away with this.
[whip lashing]
It's your last two friends up there
who won't get away.
[laughing]
[dramatic music]
Krang, the master crystal. Something's wrong.
Sunlight.
[trolls screaming]
Come on. It seems to be working.
[dramatic music]
Ohh.
Block all passage ways. Let no Smurf in or out.
- Yes, Krang. - Aah! The light!
[grunting]
It's just ahead, Papa Smurf. Right around this..
- 'Ooh.' - 'Oop.'
[gulps]
Halt! Are you troll or Smurf?
A troll.
Alright, pass.
[all gasps] Papa Smurf!
Just borrowing your hammer.
clang
What is that?
[music continues]
The light, it's gone.
Uh, and so are all our Smurf slaves.
Not yet, they haven't.
[Smurfs cheering]
(Smurfette) Not again.
Help. They've got us again.
[Smurfs screaming]
Smurfs, dig in. Dig in.
- 'We are. We are.' - 'We are. We are.'
Pull, trolls. They're all ours now.
[laughing]
[instrumental music]
No!
[trolls screaming]
[shattering]
Ah, the master crystal.
It was useless anyway
now that the Smurfs know our secret.
Start digging. We must retreat deeper.
We can never come this close to the surface again.
Argh! More digging.
And no slaves to help us.
Less talk, more work.
[instrumental music]
Well, it still makes an okay mirror.
(Clumsy) 'But it doesn't show dreams anymore.'
(Smurfette) 'Well, I dreamed of a new game with it.'
- Ready, Hefty? - Okay, Smurfette.
Here it goes.
(Hefty) 'Strike.'
- 'Hey, let me play.' - 'It's my turn.'
[Smurfs clamoring]
Ooh, Papa Smurf. Wanna play?
No, I have too much work to do.
But we'll all play after your work is done.
Now, run along.
- Yes, Papa Smurf. - Yes, Papa Smurf.
[instrumental music]
(Papa Smurf) 'Strike.'
[all laughing]
Well, all work and no play
makes Papa a dull Smurf.
[all laughing]
[theme music]