[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
Ooh, I hate Smurfs.
♪ La la la-la la la now you know the tune ♪
[blows trumpet]
♪ You'll be smurfing soon ♪♪
[theme music]
♪ La la la-la la la ♪♪
Oh, I just love smurfanthemums.
And smurfies of the valley and smurfs of paradise.
[squeaking]
What's that?
[squeaking continues]
Oh, what a cute little mousey.
[squeaks]
'Wait, come back. I won't hurt you.'
[panting]
Oh, my, you're sick.
[groaning]
Don't worry, little mousey. I'll take care of you.
Papa Smurf will know how to make you better.
Gee, Smurfette, the little guy doesn't look too good.
Papa Smurf will know what to do.
Clumsy, could you get him for me?
Uh, sure, Smurfette.
Oh, Papa Smurf, this little mouse I found
is sick, can you help it?
Well, I'll see what I can do, Smurfette.
Hmm. I don't know what's wrong with the little fella.
But I'll prepare an herbal broth. It certainly can't hurt.
Oh, thank you, Papa Smurf.
Have more of Papa Smurf's broth, little mousey.
It'll make you feel lots better.
slurp slurp
[mellow music]
♪ Rock-a-bye little mousey sleep for a spell ♪
♪ When you wake up you'll smurf all well ♪♪
[yawns]
I'm so tired.
[music continues]
[squeaking]
[sighs]
[squeaking]
Oh! Oh, you're all better.
[squeaking]
[chuckles] You make such funny noises.
I think I'll call you Squeaky.
[squeaks]
Here, Squeaky, fetch.
Oh, Squeaky, you're wonderful.
Bet he's hungry too. Here, Squeaky.
Hey, Squeaky. Have one of mine.
[squeaks]
ptooey
Sloppy Smurf, those smurfberries are rotten.
Naturally rotten, just the way I like them.
Oh, Sloppy, you're so, so sloppy.
[scoffs] Come on, Squeaky.
(Papa Smurf) Thistle branch, sassafras, or is it oakbane?
Oh, it's been quite a while since I smurfed this elixir.
boom
Hmm. I guess it was oakbane.
- 'Papa Smurf, Papa Smurf.' - 'Ah, Smurfette.'
'I see your little friend is feeling better.'
He's all well, thanks to your broth.
It was your love and care more than the broth
that brought him back to health.
- Does he have a name? - I call him Squeaky.
[squeaking]
Oh, Papa Smurf, can I keep him for a pet?
Well, that should be his choice.
First, give him a chance to return to the forest.
He may have a family of his own.
I.. I guess you're right, Papa Smurf.
You're all better now, Squeaky.
You can go home if you want to.
[squeaking]
- 'Goodbye, Squeaky.' - I hate goodbyes.
Aw, don't be sad, Smurfette.
Squeaky has a good home in the beautiful forest.
[whimpers] I'll be okay.
[Squeaky squeaking]
Oh, Squeaky.
You've come back.
[squeaks]
Papa Smurf. Papa Smurf.
Squeaky wants to stay with me.
Well, it looks like you have yourself a pet, Smurfette.
♪ La la la-la la la ♪♪
[squeaking]
Hi, Smurfette, I made Squeaky his own mouse house.
Oh, Handy, it's beautiful.
[squeaking]
I made Squeaky some mouse muffins, Smurfette.
Thanks, Greedy.
I've brought Squeaky some of my very best garbage, Smurfette.
Oh, uh, thanks, Sloppy.
Uh, just put it down over there.
A sprig of musk moss, a leaf of thistle branch
and last, but not least, some oakbane.
Ah, it works.
Now, I'll just let this elixir smurf until morning.
[snores]
crackle
[sniffing]
[squeaking]
Squeaky, what's wrong?
[gasps] Oh, my smurfness.
'Papa Smurf's lab.'
Papa Smurf! Papa Smurf!
Smurfette, what's the matter?
Oh, Papa Smurf, your lab's on fire.
Quickly, sound the alarm. Fire!
Fire in Papa Smurf's lab! Fire! Fire!
[yells]
[bell ringing]
(tracker) This fire, what a rotten thing to have happened.
Did someone say rotten?
Smurf that hose inside, Clumsy!
Uh, right, Hefty.
Let me do that, Clumsy.
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music]
flush
[all cheering]
My formula books are safe and no Smurf is hurt.
Thanks to you, Smurfette.
No, Papa Smurf. Thanks to Squeaky.
He's the hero.
He is indeed.
[squeaks]
(Smurfette) 'Squeaky! Squeaky!'
Oh, Papa Smurf, Papa Smurf, Papa Smurf!
Smurfette, what's wrong?
Oh, come quickly, it's Squeaky.
Hey, what's wrong with Squeaky?
He's sick.
He won't wake up, Papa Smurf.
I'm sorry, Smurfette, but Squeaky is dead.
Dead? Oh!
Oh, he can't be, Papa Smurf. Oh!
Here, please, Squeaky. Squeaky, wake up.
- Please. - I hate sad.
[sniffs]
I'm sorry, Smurfette.
[all crying]
(Papa Smurf) 'And so let us have a smurf of silence'
'for our dear departed friend, Squeaky.'
Oh, Papa Smurf, it's just not fair.
Sometimes it seems that way, Smurfette.
But it is the law of nature.
Death eventually comes to all living things.
'Every flower must die, every insect, every creature.'
Death is a part of life.
I don't care.
Life is terrible.
I'll never love anything again!
Gee, Papa Smurf, she sure is upset.
Smurfette will be alright, Hefty.
She just needs some time to be alone with her sorrow.
[sniffs] Mm. Smurfs good, Greedy.
Mm. It is, Papa Smurf.
I just hope Smurfette thinks so.
Two days, and she hasn't smurfed a drop of food.
Hmm. Perhaps we should look in on her.
Smurfette, you must eat something.
Yeah, I've baked you a smurfy breakfast.
I'd better have a Smurf-to-Smurf talk with her.
Smurfette, you must really try..
[blows trumpet]
[clamoring]
I'm afraid, my little Smurfs, that Smurfette is gone.
She left this note and I wanted you to hear it.
"I can no longer live in the village
now that Squeaky is dead."
(Smurfette) I'm afraid that someday, one of you will die
and I just couldn't stand to lose another friend.
So by the time you find this, I'll be far, far away.
I'm afraid Smurfette is trying to run away from life.
So, we must find her and bring her home.
Then what are we waiting for? Let's get a smurf on.
[clamoring]
[sniffing]
This is Smurfette's trail, Papa Smurf. It leads up there.
(Papa Smurf) 'My smurfness me. That's the Mountain of Mists.'
[wind whistling]
[shivering]
Oh, I'm so cold and miserable.
[shivering]
[squeaking]
Squeaky!
It isn't Squeaky, he's..
[crying]
[chittering]
Oh, how sweet. I..
I.. Never mind.
[sobbing] I don't want any more friends. They're nothing but trouble.
[hawk screaming]
Oh, no. That poor little squirrel.
Uh, go away, hawk.
Leave that little squirrel alone, you hear me?
[squawks]
Now, I've made him angry.
[screams]
Help! Help!
'Help!'
What's wrong, Tracker?
I thought I heard a voice calling for help.
Oh, no.
Help, please!
(Tracker) Hang on, Smurfette!
Tracker!
Come on, everybody. Pull, pull.
(all) Pull, pull, pull.
I'm glad we smurfed you in time, Smurfette.
Oh, thank you.
I love you so.
And I'm so glad to be with all of you.
And we love you, Smurfette.
I still miss you, Squeaky, and I'll always remember you.
But I have to go on with my life.
[sniffs]
knock knock
I brought you a welcome-home present, Smurfette.
[chuckles]
Oh, thank you, Jokey.
[all gasp]
Allow me, Smurfette.
[squeaking]
(Smurfette) Oh, a baby mousey.
Oh, he's precious.
Thank you. Thank you all very much.
[theme music]