The Smurfs 2 Page #5

- Master Winslow.

- Papa!

- Patrick, look.

- What happened?

Gargamel is hatching a

terrible, terrible plan.

What's with the duck?

That's Victor.

Gargamel turned him into a duck.

- Now Gargamel knows we're onto him.

- I was only trying to help!

Victor, you look fowl.

Yes, I did. Yes, I did.

Focus, everyone.

We've got to find Smurfette quickly.

- There she is! Got her!

- Chase over?

Hey, Hackus. See that candy store?

- Candy? Candy!

- I've got an idea.

Go get yourself in trouble. Be naughty!

I'll take care of the rest.

I love to make trouble!

Naughty, naughty, naughty!

Hey, blondie. Where you going?

Leave me alone.

You mean like your so-called Papa has?

No, he hasn't!

He will come for me.

He won't, because he knows

you're where you really belong.

I didn't kidnap you, Smurfette.

I brought you home.

I'm gonna make big trouble.

Yummy candy!

Here comes trouble!

Hello!

Oh, my gosh!

He's gonna be killed! We have to help!

I thought you were supposed to be good.

But...

Help!

Oh, smurf.

Okay, come on!

Oh, no. I'm really in trouble now.

- Vexy!

- Oh, no! Hackus!

Help!

Help Hackus.

Smurfette, what are we gonna do?

Vexy, give me a lift! Come on, jump!

- Bull's-eye!

- Holy smurf!

- Good one, Smurfette!

- Blend that, candy man!

Come on, Hackus!

Vexy, let's go!

Hold on!

Look out!

Nice move, stealing a cart.

I didn't exactly steal it.

- Sorry!

- Well, it's not yours, is it?

Naughty, naughty, naughty.

See? You're just like us.

How am I going to get Smurfette

to give me that formula, Azrael?

This whole thing just makes me want to...

Cry? No. Flush her down the toilet bowl.

There must be something we can do.

I know you only have a tiny little

pea-sized brain in there, but think!

Is it her birthday? Really? Who cares?

A present? A cake?

Be nice to her?

Bribery and flattery

to soften her stony little heart, eh?

That's counterintuitive,

but that just might work.

I'm so glad I thought of this!

Let's see...

All right, all right.

What kind of gift should I get her?

- Kitty, kitty, kitty!

- Hey, fish breath!

Not now, Azrael, I'm trying to think of

a genuine and heartfelt gift

that I can deceive that Smurfette with!

I said not now!

Not now! Not now! Not now!

Not now! Not now! Not now!

You are walking home.

Cats.

Faster! Faster!

Excuse us! Sorry!

How are we gonna stop this thing?

I don't think that's gonna be a problem!

And she sticks the landing!

- Yummy pudding!

- Hackus, it's mud.

Yummy mud!

Take your best shot, cat!

Watch out!

Yes!

- Nice shot! Let's go!

- Nice shot! Let's go!

- Come on!

- Move it or lose it, Hackus!

Oh, no! Angry kitty! Angry kitty! Run!

Okay, ladies, act pregnant.

- This way, guys!

- Faster!

- It's time to get your wings!

- Faster!

Quick, get on the storks!

Let's go!

Wait, where's Hackus?

Fly, big stork, fly!

Here comes kitty! Look out!

Come on, Hackus! Let's go!

Yeah!

Hey, look, it's a catfish!

Bye, kitty!

This is amazing!

Stork going backwards!

Stork going backwards!

This is so beautiful!

I'm falling! I'm falling!

Smurfette's my hero!

- How did it go?

- Couldn't have gone better.

Except that everything

was a complete smurftastrophe.

It's Smurfy's Law.

Well, I have some good news.

I borrowed a waiter's outfit for you, complete

with a security card for the elevator.

How did you manage that?

Let's just say that the Plaza Athne

laundry room was paid a little visit

by international apparel

inspector Mademoiselle Doolittle.

I was like Meryl smurfin' Streep.

Good job, Grace!

Does everyone get a new outfit,

or just Patrick?

- Bloody window.

- What was that?

That's Victor.

They wouldn't let him through the lobby,

so he flew up.

No depth perception.

Grandpa Vicster is a duck!

Gargamel zapped him.

You can change him back, right?

No, but it's a transformation spell.

It'll wear off eventually.

Everybody relax. It's not a problem.

But if you see me lay an egg,

it's just between us.

You don't seem too upset about this.

It's not in a duck's nature to get upset.

We like to let things roll off our backs.

Seriously? You seriously just said that?

- I like that. That's very smurfy of you.

- Very smurfy.

Why, thank you. See?

The little Santa Claus

Smurf appreciates me.

Maybe someday, Patrick, you'll learn to

appreciate my smurfy qualities, too!

Okay. I've... There's... You know...

I'm not having this

conversation with a duck.

Now I'm catching a cold.

I wish I had a cold.

I've had Hefty's crystal

shoved down my throat,

got attacked as a corn dog,

fell down a sewer,

and if that wasn't smelly enough,

had to travel by armpit just to find

out we're all gonna be extinct!

- Holy smurf, I'm a downer.

- You most certainly are.

Grouchy, the only way we'll be extinct is if

Smurfette gives Gargamel the secret formula.

- But Smurfette would never tell.

- Of course not.

- Never.

- Absolutely not.

Smurfette could never be

tricked into being one of them.

Hey, Smurfette.

Did you do this

with your sisters back in Smurf Village?

Lots of flying, but I never had a sister.

Well, you do now.

- Want to race?

- You want to race me?

You're in trouble now!

- I'm gonna lose you, Smurfette.

- Not a chance.

Watch out!

Hold on tight, Hackus.

- Not that tight, Hackus.

- Sorry.

Stork fight!

Coming through!

This is insane!

Smurf, smurf, and away.

Hackus, king of world!

You're playing dirty now!

I'm just getting started.

Go, go!

I call that a Crepe Smurfette.

Snails to go?

- Batter up!

- Come on!

Hit me with your best shot.

Snailed her!

- You are naughty, Smurfette.

- Yeah.

Hey! I've seen that lady before.

She's beautiful.

They've got one of these everywhere.

I'm gonna strangle that duck.

Vic's like a black cloud

that follows me around.

Okay, look, I get it.

But you know what, he's here, isn't he?

He shows up.

Yeah, whether you want him to or not.

Okay, I always heard that

showing up was 90% of the job.

A lot of fathers don't even do that.

He's not my father.

Well, that's too bad.

'Cause that pretty much

leaves you without one.

- Patrick.

- All right, guys.

- Game on.

- Let's do this!

- I'm gonna stay with Blue.

- And Vic.

Okay, Smurfs, off to Gargamel's hotel.

Patrick,

there's actually something I'd like to...

No "actuallys. "

You're staying here.

That's not what I was even going...

Victor, don't make me pluck you.

- Let's go.

- Let's do it.

We're gonna get Smurfette this time,

100% guaranteed.

What did you just say, Grouchy?

You heard it. I'm tired of being Grouchy.

I am changing my tune to a happy one.

From now on, lam...

Ready? Positive Smurf.

I sprained my face.

You'll get used to it. Let's go, Smurfs.

- Come on. Come on.

- A paper bag. First-class.

- Hurry...

- Clumsy!

Good luck, Daddy!

Le chat VIP.

Please, I will take you to your room.

- Front desk.

- Listen well, you slack-jawed knave.

Monsieur Gargamel.

I want ale, curds and blistered meats

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