[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 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]
[instrumental music]
And so, dear diary, that's all I have to report for today.
Now, to pick some juicy smurfberries for lunch.
I wonder if Smurfette wrote anything about me.
I wonder. I wonder.
Surely it won't hurt just to take
one eensy-weensy, tiny little peek.
- 'Nosey Smurf!' - Yike!
My diary! My diary!
splash
- It's all ruined. - Don't worry, Smurfette.
[instrumental music]
- See? It's as good as smurf. - Huh.
Oh, you make me so mad, Nosey Smurf.
You're so, so, so nosey.
All I did was take a little peek.
[sniffs]
Mm-mm. Wonder what's cooking in Greedy's kitchen.
Oh, I wonder, I wonder, I wonder.
[sniffs] It's not a pie, or a cake.
I bet it's something even better.
It won't hurt to smurf a little peek.
Oh, boy! Oh, boy!
sploot
- Oops! - Nosey Smurf!
- You made my soufflé fall. - But I didn't mean to.
Out, out, out!
And keep your nosey nose out of my oven.
B-but-but..
Why is everybody so touchy?
Can't blame a smurf for being curious.
Hi, Brainy. Hi, Clumsy.
Uh, what's going on? Huh? Huh?
We're guarding Papa Smurf's lab.
Guarding it? What for? Huh? Huh?
- Well, I-I can't tell you. - It's hush-hush.
Papa Smurf's working on a super-secret experiment.
Yup. And we have orders to keep every Smurf out.
And that goes double for you, Nosey Smurf.
Yeah, double.
Ah! After days of work, now comes the final ingredient.
Just one drop. Carefully.
Carefully, carefully.
What you doing, Papa Smurf? Huh? Huh?
Huh? Nosey Smurf!
[explosion]
What happened? What happened? Huh? Huh?
You ruined my experiment, that's what happened.
All you ever do is snoop, snoop, snoop.
Yeah. And that always causes us Smurfs
trouble, trouble, trouble.
But I didn't mean to.
That's what you always say.
But you keep poking your nose where it doesn't belong.
Oh, what's wrong with being curious?
Nothing. Curiosity is good. But nosiness is bad.
Ooh, I get furious when Nosey sticks his nose
where it doesn't belong.
So do I.
(all) So do we all.
I-I don't mean to cause such strife.
But how else can I learn about life?
I'll make it up to you, Papa Smurf.
- Really, I will. - Fine, Nosey.
You can start by going out to the Great Swamp
and gathering up a new batch of ingredients for me.
And to make sure you keep out of trouble
Brainy and Clumsy will go with you.
(both) Oh! Yes, Papa Smurf.
Only one more thing to get, swamp thistles.
- We'll find them in there. - I hope that's all we find.
[dramatic music]
Let's hurry up, Nosey. This place is giving me the creeps.
Okay, that's the last one.
Good. Let's smurf out of here.
(female #1) 'Work, work, work.'
Wait. Listen to that. Hear it?
'Work, work, work. I'm sick and tired of it.'
'I don't know why I'm doing it all.'
Did you hear that? Let's take a peek.
Wanna? Huh? Huh?
Oh, no. Remember what Papa Smurf said.
Uh, yeah. We have to get back to the village.
Okay, okay. I'll catch up in a minute.
Nosey, stop!
Come back. Nosey!
Every wretched day we search..
For that wretched lost scroll.
- And we never find it. - And we never find it.
'If only some good luck would come our way.'
[pants]
Come on, Nosey.
Let's smurf out of here.
Aren't you even curious?
[grunting]
- Come on, Nosey. - Come on, Nosey.
[all scream]
Huh. Look here, sister.
Little blue beasties.
- Let go! - Yike! Help!
Gotcha, you little snoops.
There may be more of them hiding under here.
[gasps] What's this?
Oh, I've found something.
- We've found it. - We've found it.
- At last. - At last.
Found what? Found what? What is it?
Silence.
Oh, sister, behold. The lost scroll is ours.
Thanks to these blue beasties.
They brought us good luck.
Oh, that's nice. Can we go now?
- Go? - Never.
You're going to bring us even more luck.
When we journey to the Lost City of Yore.
The Lost City of Yore? Really?
Where?
You'll see soon enough, my pets.
And now, broom, home.
[wicked laugh]
[dramatic music]
(Gargamel) 'Hello?'
'Oh, hags?'
Oh, hags, my dear evil sisters in treachery.
It's me, old Gargamel.
Hello?
I've come to purchase a penny's worth of your rare powders.
Yoo-hoo.
Anyone home?
Oh, those disgusting old shrews are gone, Azrael.
I'll just help myself and save a penny.
[laughs]
Ah, a nice packet of owl bane, a vial of blackweed
some of this and some of that.
[witches laugh]
[gasps] The hags.
T-they mustn't find us here, Azrael.
T-they'll turn us into toads.
Oh, no.
screech
[laughs] Now, into the cage you go, you little blue beasties.
Sister, somebody's here.
And I know where he is.
- Gargamel. - 'Gargamel.'
[stammers] Good day, ladies.
- I was just passing by and-- - Liar.
Topso turvo.
No!
clank clank
- I wonder how our property.. - Got into your bag?
W-well.. Oh, my cat must have put them in there
when I wasn't looking.
Shame, shame, Azrael.
Oh, no. Not me.
Steal from us, will you?
Go, and never knock on our door again.
crackle crackle
[both scream]
swwosh swoosh
splash
(Brainy) 'Please, let us go.'
(Clumsy) 'Uh, yeah. It's almost our bedtime.'
(witch #1) 'Silence. And get some rest, you blue beasties.'
Blue beasties?
Blue beasties.
Azrael, that can only be the Smurfs.
[mews]
Soon, very soon
we will possess the most powerful instrument of evil
the world has ever known.
The Scepter of Yore.
[both laugh]
And what's that? Where is it?
Can I see it? Will you..
Shh!
Yore is a great wizard who lives in the Lost City.
And it is said he created a scepter
capable of unlimited evil.
[both laugh]
Evil? Oh, I love it. I love it. I love it.
[laughs]
snap
[yowls]
Goodnight, sister.
We will leave for the Lost City at dawn.
Well, uh, don't hurry on our account.
[chuckles] Remember, as Papa Smurf always says
haste makes waste and..
thud
On second thought, dawn is perfect, just perfect.
Azrael, we're going to follow them to the Lost City of Yore
and snatch that evil scepter for ourselves.
And when I have it, I'll turn those old hags into stone.
And then I'll turn my attention to the Smurfs.
[laughs]
Yeah, yeah.
Nosey! Nosey Smurf!
Clumsy!
Brainy!
Oh, Papa Smurf, do you think they're alright?
Now, now, Smurfette. Let's not worry yet.
Papa Smurf, over here. Look what I found.
Now, we can worry.
It's the bag of ingredients I sent Nosey to collect.
Come on, little Smurfs, there's no time to waste.
[snoring]
Gargamel.
I'll bet he knows where the Smurfs are.
- I'll ask him. - Huh?
Huh?
Gargamel. This is the voice of your conscience.
[mumbles]
Where are the little Smurfs?
Rotten little Smurfs.
Up there in the hags' lair.
[Smurfs gasp]
Smurfing them out of there won't be easy.
[snoring]
[Smurfs gasp]
Don't let him wake up.
[yowls]
♪ Lala la lala la ♪
♪ Lala la la la lala ♪
♪ Lala la lala la lala la la ♪♪
[snores]
[Smurfs sigh]
[snoring]
Are you satisfied now, Nosey?
Look at the mess you've gotten us into.
I didn't mean to.
Brainy, I bet Papa Smurf will get us out of here.
Papa Smurf? Ha-ha-ha. I doubt that very much.
'Papa Smurf could never find us here.'
'We're doomed. We're finished.'
I wonder if they'll miss me.
- Papa Smurf! - Papa Smurf!
Huh? Oh. Ha-ha. Papa Smurf.
I was just telling the others I knew you'd come and--
Shh! Hang on. We'll have you out of here in a smurfy.
Pull.
'Good work, Smurfs. Let's go.'
[dramatic music]
Hmm. I'm dying to see what's on this scroll.
Oh, no. Nosey's nosing around again.
I'll just smurf a little peek.
Oh, boy. Oh, boy.
Whoop.
whirr
- What's that? - Who's there?
Hurry, Nosey. Run.
- The blue beasties. - They're escaping.
- A tisket. - A tasket.
- 'Get back..' - 'In our basket.'
[chiming]
Come, sister. It's time to leave for the Lost City of Yore.
With our good luck, blue beasties.
[both laugh]
- Azrael? - Yeah?
Before this day has ended
the scepter and the Smurfs will be ours.
[both laugh]
Next comes the twisted tree. There it is.
Now, five more turns to the big wasp nest.
Hurry, Azrael. We must keep up.
- There's the green rock. - And the hollow log.
Faster, Azrael. Faster.
[pants]
Oh, drat.
splash
Quick, Azrael. We can't lose them.
[dramatic music]
[both scream]
chomp chomp chomp
We-we must catch them, Azrael.
Oh, sister. We're almost to the Lost City.
I know, I know. I'm so happy I could kiss a frog.
[both laugh]
[dramatic music]
- Oh, sister, look. - At last.
[thunder rumbling]
The Lost City of Yore.
Feel its great evil, sister.
Yes. Yes, I do.
And soon all that evil will be ours.
- Huh. What's this? - Huh. What's this?
- 'Gargamel.' - 'Gargamel.'
Thank you, dear ladies, for the guided tour.
I'll just take your broom.
Oh, and the basket of little blue beasties for company.
[laughs]
Oh, no. Now, our smurfs are really cooked.
Come, Azrael, let us fly into the Lost City of Yore
and collect my scepter.
And now, broom, up and away.
I said up, you miserable broom. Up!
[both scream]
[thunder rumbling]
No, no, no. Down.
Down, I say. Go down!
Down!
[yowls]
[Gargamel screams]
Quite an impact.
I feel a bit sorry for the beasties, though.
Oh, I hope he's in pain. Ha-ha-ha!
Let's hope he got more than a sprain.
Now, to build a new broom.
And claim our scepter.
[both laugh]
Little Smurfs, are you alright?
Where are you?
Here, Papa Smurf.
All present and accounted for.
A-all except for Clumsy, as usual.
Oh, here I am, Papa Smurf.
Clumsy? Then..
And here I am, Papa Smurf.
(Smurfs) Gargamel!
This way, Smurfs. Quickly.
After them, Azrael.
'You'll never leave here alive, Smurfs. Never!'
[laughs]
[yowls]
click click click
[yowls]
That's it, Azrael, keep them there
while I find the Wizard of Yore
and borrow his scepter.
Smurfs, we must reach that scepter before Gargamel.
But how? We're trapped.
Maybe not. This stone is loose.
All of you, give me a hand.
[Smurfs grunt]
[Smurfs cheer]
Good thinking, Hefty.
[yowls]
(Gargamel) 'I know that infernal scepter is here somewhere'
'and I won't rest until it's mine, mine, mine!'
[laughs]
Apparently the scepter's not on this floor. Come on.
[clattering]
[whizzing]
What's in there, Papa Smurf?
What do you think, huh? Huh?
Should we take a look? Huh?
Caution, Nosey. I sense great evil in that room.
Oh, it gives me smurfbumps.
- Me too. - I hate smurfbumps.
I'll go first, then you follow.
(all) Yes, Papa Smurf.
splatt
[dramatic music]
I don't like this place.
I hate this place.
Look. These must belong to the Great Wizard of Yore.
But where is he? Where'd he go?
I think I found the answer up here, Smurfs.
The wizard was turned to dust by the very scepter he created.
(all) Oh. Dust. Yuck.
Yes. According to Yore's notes
the scepter was so evil, even he could not control it.
I'm afraid his first experiment
with the new scepter was his last.
He barely managed to get it back in the box.
- You mean this box? - Nosey.
No. Get away from it.
boom
Papa Smurf. Papa Smurf.
This is all your fault, Nosey Smurf.
If it weren't for your snooping, this never would've happened.
I'm sorry, Papa Smurf.
I-I won't be nosey anymore. I promise.
(Gargamel) 'Too late for that.'
[Smurfs gasp]
He's finished, and you will be too
as soon as I claim my scepter.
- Hands off, Gargamel. - That's ours.
- Let go. It's mine. - It's ours.
- Ours. - Mine.
- Ours. - Ours.
whizz
You'll pay for this, you ugly hags.
You're the one who'll pay.
You washed-up wizard.
We can't let them have that evil old scepter.
Come on, let's do it for Papa Smurf.
- Yeah. - Let's go.
For Papa Smurf.
(Smurfette) 'Quick. We'll use the hags' broom.'
Yeah. Good idea.
The blue beasties.
They're stealing our scepter.
Come back here with that, you rotten Smurfs.
We have to get rid of this terrible thing forever.
(Handy) Before it gets rid of us.
(Brainy) 'We're not gonna make it, Smurfs.'
- We've got to. - Push.
We did it!
(Smurfs) Hurray!
boom
crackle
Papa Smurf would have been so proud of us.
But I am proud of you.
(all) Papa Smurf!
- You're alive. - Yes.
But for a moment there, I wasn't sure.
[rumbling]
Destroying the scepter must have broken the spell.
We must leave at once.
The scepter is having its revenge.
[rumbling]
[thunder rumbling]
It's all your fault. The scepter is gone and so are the Smurfs.
It's all your fault.
We're gonna turn you into a mouse.
[mumbles]
slurp
[rumbling]
Hurry, Smurfs. Hurry!
(witch #1) 'Come back here, you slimy wizard.'
Just wait till we get our hands on you.
[rumbling]
boom
[cheering]
Well, that's the end of the evil Scepter of Yore.
And the end of Gargamel's evil plans too.
Help! Stop! Help!
- We'll get you, Gargamel. - We'll get you, Gargamel.
Ouch! Ow! Ow! Ouch!
Ooh! Oh, no! Ow! Ee!
Oh! Oh! Oh!
[both laugh]
Nosey Smurf, your nosiness almost got us all killed.
Well, what's wrong with being a little curious?
There's an old saying, Nosey, "Curiosity killed the cat."
- Right, Papa Smurf? - Well, curiosity is good.
Of course it is, Papa Smurf.
As I always say, and I cannot say it enough
curiosity marked by an inquisitive
interest in others' concerns
is surely a trait to be..
You know, I'm really curious why they did that.
[theme music]