(OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
* La-la, la-la-la-la
* La-la-la, la-la
* La-la, la-la-la-la
* La-la-la-la-la *
HEFTY: So, what do you think, Papa Smurf?
You're right, Hefty, this tree is dead.
Let's smurf it down.
No, Papa Smurf, don't do that.
It's not dead.
I can feel its heartbeat.
Hmmm... Hmm?
Oh, no, it's dead.
Come now, Dimwitty, if we cut down that tree,
another baby tree can take its place.
But I don't see any babies inside.
Hey, wait a second.
This is a perfect place to hide.
To hide from old Dimwitty here?
No, to hide from Gargamel.
(ALL EXCLAIM)
If he ever finds our village,
a rescue team could use this place to hide.
Hmm... Not a bad idea.
Huh? But what about the babies?
(ALL SIGHING)
So, we need five volunteers ready to hide inside
the old tree at the edge of the village.
They'll be our official rescue team
in case Gargamel ever finds us.
And Handy will smurf them with some of his super gadgets,
which could be useful.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
My famous jetpack, Jokey's presents...
SMURF 1: Watch out, it's gonna smurf!
(EXPLOSION)
...and the emergency smurf-mobile.
ALL: Wow.
PAPA SMURF: Wow.
I customized Farmer's tractor.
(STUTTERING) Are you saying Gargamel is going to find us?
No, it's just in case, Scaredy.
(BURPING)
(SCREAMS) Gargamel.
Gargamel?
Hey! Wait!
Run for your life!
No volunteers, then?
Hmm... Well, we'll hold a vote.
(GROWLS)
(GIGGLES)
SMURF 1: Who's shoving in the back? SMURF 2: No pushing.
SMURF 3: Hey, who did you vote for?
SMURF 4: Hey, watch where you're smurfing.
And now the results.
(DRUM ROLL) Here we go.
Our first rescuer is... Hmm?
Baby? (ALL EXCLAIMING)
(GIGGLES)
Who voted for Baby?
What's he gonna do? Drool on Gargamel?
It's okay, we've got four more.
Next up is...
Dimwitty?
Who voted for Dimwitty?
(LAUGHS) Jokey told us to do it.
It was a joke.
I didn't think he'd actually win.
Oh...
Okay. Moving on.
Our third rescuer is...
Lazy?
(SNORING)
Yay. I'm a winner.
(SNORES)
Great.
Our next rescuer is...
What?
Come on! Who voted for Clumsy?
Woo-hoo!
We thought it would boost his self-confidence, right?
Let's get this over with.
Lastly, it's Scaredy.
No, not me!
Ouch.
Duh. There not what you'd call a dream team.
Give them some practice drills with Smurfette,
and do it outside the village.
I don't want the others to worry.
GARGAMEL: Azrael, wake up, you useless furball.
A little bit of this, a little bit of that.
Mix together and the final touch.
* La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la *
(YAWNS) Behold my genius.
This little ball is the key to catching the Smurfs
once and for all.
Watch this.
(YELPS)
Hmm...
That lizard will stay petrified for three hours.
And you doubted my brilliance.
(LAUGHS)
(GROANS)
(YAWNS)
Okay, guys, listen up.
Hmm?
(GIGGLES)
You're now our top rescue team, the best of the best.
And you're not afraid of anything.
Did you get that, Scaredy?
Hmm?
First exercise.
When I blow my whistle, smurf for the tree.
(SNORING)
(BLOWS WHISTLE)
(SCREAMING)
Take cover! Whoa!
(SNORING)
(LAUGHING)
(BOTH SIGH)
Stop whining, you fleabag.
I know that I'm still wearing my pajamas,
but there's not a moment to lose.
We have Smurfs to capture.
SMURFETTE: Go, go, go, let's get moving.
(ALL PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
HEFTY: Come on, guys.
SMURFETTE: You're up, Clumsy.
Hey.
Oh. (SIGHS)
(SCREAMING)
I'm going too fast!
(THUDS)
SMURFETTE: Go, go, go!
(GRUNTS)
Come on, Scaredy, your turn.
(SHIVERING)
(SCREAMS) Gargamel attacking!
(BABY LAUGHING)
Hmm?
Let's keep moving.
Well, well, could this be our lucky day?
No, not so fast, you numbskull.
Let them lead us to their little village
and then we can capture them all.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Oh. Back already?
Let's just hope Gargamel never finds our village.
GARGAMEL: Boo.
(GASPING)
(SNICKERING) Boo.
Gargamel's...
Rescue team to the tree!
GARGAMEL: You can run but you can't hide, you little runts.
I've got you all this time.
And the last one goes into the bag.
Finally, revenge is mine.
Come on, Azrael, we have some smurfs to boil.
(SCREAMS)
(BONE CRACKING)
(SCREECHING)
Huh?
I twisted my ankle!
It not fair! I was so close. (CRYING)
I want my mommy.
Now how am I going to get these bags home?
(HONKING) Azrael, stop that!
I can't hear myself whine.
Oh. Excellent idea.
I'm a genius.
The greatest sorcerer in the land.
It's up to us to save them.
Dimwitty to the rescue.
(GASPING)
Follow me. I know a shortcut.
(GARGAMEL HUMMING)
Okay, here's the plan!
Whoa!
Interesting plan, Clumsy.
Okay.
Don't leave me here alone.
(THUDS) Huh?
Hmmm...
(SHIVERING)
Hmmm.
(CHUCKLING)
I'm coming to help.
(SCREAMING)
You have to let go.
(SCREAMING)
Bye. A little unconventional, but at least it worked.
See you later.
(PURRS) Hmm? What is it Azrael?
Watch out.
GARGAMEL: Do you smell Smurf?
So, you should, you hare-brained furball.
Don't you dare try to gobble one up.
Now get back here before I turn you into a slug!
We have to hurry.
(LAUGHING)
Hey, I got it.
Uh-ho.
Wait, no.
Bye, Clumsy. Say hi to Scaredy for me.
(CHUCKLES)
So, what do we smurf now?
I know, I'll ask him.
Hey, Gargamel, how do I unhook a cart?
It's simple. What you do is...
Smurf?
Wrong guy to ask.
Azrael, take the wheel.
(MEOWS)
(SCREECHES)
(GIGGLING)
(SNORING)
Come back here!
(MEOWS)
(SCREECHES)
(WHIMPERING)
Stop running!
You blasted...
Now I've got you.
(CHEERING)
Huh?
I was so close.
Azrael, do something!
Way to go, Baby!
(BABBLING)
(SCREECHES)
Baby!
Huh?
(SNORING) Huh?
What's that?
Uh-ho.
Could you keep that hullabaloo down?
Some of us are trying to smurf around here.
* We are the rescue team
* La, la-la, la-la
* The most amazing Smurfs the world has ever seen *
Huh? What happened?
We did it!
We're rescue heroes, Papa Smurf.
Dimwitty, do you know where you're going?
Don't worry, I know this forest like the back of my smurf.
(ALL SCREAMING)
There, that should be enough blueberries for the party.
Right Clumsy? Where is that Smurf?
(HUMMING)
Aah.
Missed again.
Huh?
I'll try this one.
Aah.
Huh?
Hey, you, come back here!
That's my blueberry.
Whoa!
(GRUNTS)
Chef, watch out! Run!
Chef, smurf for your life! (CHUCKLES)
Chef!
Holy smurf! You saved my life, Clumsy.
Hmmm?
(CHUCKLES)
* He's a life saver Did a Smurf a favor
* Oh, yeah, wahoo!
* Clumsy Smurf has two left feet
* But he stopped the rock like an athlete
* He's a life saver Did a Smurf a favor
* Oh, yeah, wahoo! *
Clumsy, today you were a true hero.
Oh. Any other Smurf would've done the same thing.
How can I show you my gratitude?
Bake him a special cake.
Smurf him an extra helping of dessert.
Umm... Actually, I'd love to be your sous-chef.
Huh?
Clumsy, cooking?
You want to be my assistant in the kitchen?
Hmm-mm.
He's crazy.
I wouldn't let that guy anywhere near my kitchen.
You don't have a kitchen.
Well... Uh...
(EXCLAIMS)
Well, I can give you a cookbook, if you like,
or maybe I could smurf you a cake with your name on it.
SMURFETTE: Come on, Chef.
It couldn't hurt to give him a chance.
He saved your life, remember?
Hmm...
Okay.
Clumsy, as of today, you are my new assistant.
Yippee, yay!
Oops.
Apres vous, Chef. Here we go again.
I mean, apres vous, Chef.
Hmm... (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
This is going to be a smurf-tastrophy.
Oh. What's the worse that could happen?
(EXPLOSION)
You! I don't want to see you in my kitchen ever again.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Huh?
He did save your life.
Huh?
A chef is always true to his word.
Besides everybody deserves a second chance.
Come on, Clumsy.
We won't use the oven this time.
Now, the most important thing about cooking
is it to follow the recipe.
(SNIFFING) Are you coming, Clumsy?
(HUMMING)
Falling over is not in the recipe.
Make sure every slice of carrot is the same size.
Hmm... Hey.
CLUMSY: Ouch. Smurfing fingers is not in the recipe.
Now, the carrots go into the pot.
Then the final touch, some seasoning.
As my assistant, you may taste the broth
and add a little more seasoning if necessary.
Ugh.
Now, smurf me some berries, please.
(HUMMING)
CLUMSY: Oops.
Never mind. Help pick up the blueberries, okay?
Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
Hey, watch where you're smurfing.
(SCREAMING)
(SIGHS IN RELIEF)
SMURF 1: I heard he nearly smurfed him into tiny pieces.
SMURFETTE: Really?
SMURF 2: I can't wait to taste your soup, Clumsy.
(SLURPS)
SMURF 3: I think there's something in my soup.
SMURF 4: Tastes special, doesn't it?
SMURF 5: Maybe there's a little too much salt.
SMURF 6: Well, I love it.
(RETCHES)
(STOMACHS GROWLING)
Hurry up, open the door. I don't like waiting.
SMURF 7: I'm going to smurf myself.
(GASPS)
Chef.
You need to let Clumsy go.
I can't fire him. He saved my life.
But tomorrow is the blueberry festival,
and we can't have another incident like today.
(STOMACH GROWLING)
Do it now.
(DOOR SLAMS)
(SIGHS)
I'm sorry, Clumsy.
I know that you saved my life,
but I can't keep you as my assistant.
Ow.
Was it because I burned the souffle?
That's partly it.
It's the food poisoning, isn't it?
Not everybody got it.
Well, 98 did.
Is it because I knocked over the boulder
that almost smurfed you?
Partly. You what?
Uh... It was an accident. I tripped.
This whole time, you let me think you were a hero.
It seemed like a minor detail.
Just you wait till I smurf you!
My blueberries!
Why, you little...
I'll show you!
Got to go.
I got an errand to run.
And don't come back!
(GASPS)
(GRUNTS)
(ROOSTER CALLS)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
SMURF 1: Well, I heard Chef fired Clumsy.
SMURF 2: Maybe it's for the best.
CHEF: Okay, to smurf the perfect blueberry pie,
we need one spoonful of hazelnut paste.
Now, what did Clumsy do with my spoon?
Knock, knock.
Huh? What are you doing here?
Don't worry. I won't come inside.
I just wanted to give you these blueberries
to make up for the ones I smurfed.
Uh... That's kind of you.
Just put them down, but stay away from my...
(SCREAMING)
From my kitchen!
Oh. Chef! Chef! Wake up, Chef. Wake up.
SMURF: Hey, Chef!
Hmm?
I can't wait to taste your cakes.
(IN CHEF'S VOICE) Yes, they're coming.
Okay.
Okay, not to worry.
I just need to follow the recipe like Chef taught me.
Five eggs.
"Without the shells."
My dear little Smurfs, it is with great excitement
that I declare the blueberry festival open.
Let the festivities begin. ALL: We want cake.
Yeah. ALL: We want cake.
(SHIVERING) We want cake. We want cake.
Bring the cake!
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake!
Okay, who wants to be the first to try some smurf-some cake?
ALL: I do!
Bon appetit-o.
That's a cake?
It looks like a foot infection.
I call it smurf-o-flan. It's a one of a kind.
Here Papa Smurf, bon appetit-o. SMURF: I'm out.
Ugh. I'd rather let someone else go first, like, Greedy.
Yum, I love trying new dishes.
Huh?
Too bad my mouth is full.
Fine, I'll taste it.
My will's in my desk drawer.
Huh?
Has he changed color? Wait he's gonna smurf.
Intriguing, unique, unexpected,
Chef, you've outdone yourself.
It's the best dessert I've ever smurfed.
ALL: We want flan!
Really? I'll smurf some more right now.
Whoa!
Holy smurf, Chef, come back! Where are you going?
This flan is fantastic.
Who's that rolling away?
Chef, come back!
Is that Clumsy? Hmm?
What? Who's who here?
Hey, where are they going?
Did they smurf their flan already?
CLUMSY: Chef, slow down!
Come on, Chef, wake up!
Where am I? What's happening?
No, no!
Wait for me!
Help!
I've got you, Chef.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
Chef, you saved my life.
Yeah, but who's gonna save us?
(BRANCH CRACKING)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(EXCLAIMING)
CLUMSY: And, here's your hat back.
CHEF: About time too.
Thankfully you're smurf and sound.
I hope we get another flan soon.
Yeah, I am a fan of that flan. I'm reading here.
HEFTY: Me? I don't like being a fan.
Clumsy, there you are. Come with me.
What did I do now?
Nothing. Well, you did something.
Everyone is asking for that incredible flan you made.
I have to have the recipe.
It's real easy.
You just need blueberries, carrots, milk, eggs...
But first, I'll smurf the oven to the right temperature.
(EXPLOSION)
CLUMSY: Uh-ho. CHEF: Clumsy!