The Smurfs (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 23 - Flying Ace/Lab Assistant - full transcript

[upbeat music]

[spooky music]

[cackles]

[upbeat music]

[chatter]

Hm? Hmm.

I know you don't go anywhere

without your Book of Smurfy Potions
Volume one, two and three.

Your favourite still.

Not forgetting your retort
and your magnifying glass.

Calm down,
the magic convention isn't for three days.



I almost forgot your weasel worm powder.

Uh. It should be
somewhere around here. Got it.

Ohh!

[straining efforts]

Brainy! Watch out!

[clattering]

Are you okay?

I'm fine, Papa Smurf.
And the powder is safe.

Ohh!

Oh.

Oh, Brainy, it looks like
you've twisted your ankle.

[both imitating siren]

Thank you, Doc.

-Don't forget the honey.
-I hurt my ankle.



-I'll have your honey.
-[grumbles]

Hi there, Brainy. Feeling better?

Indubitably, Smurfette.

Oh, Brainy.
Good to see you again. Come in.

Nothing can keep me away,
not even a sprained ankle, right?

Well, with you being hurt and all,
I took on a new assistant.

-A new assistant?
-[dramatic music]

[chittering]

You're replacing me with Monkey?

I was hoping you could train him.

[chittering]

He's a very smart monkey.
Isn't that right, assistant?

-[chittering]
-Papa Smurf, I...

I'm going back to packing.

Two assistants is what I need to prepare.

Ohh, wha!

Stop that immediately.

As Papa Smurf's assistant,
you have to be as well-behaved as me.

You'd better be careful.
That Monkey is pretty clever.

Yeah, he might even be smarter than you.

He's certainly smarter than you.

Now where was I? Ah, yes.

You must not be intimidated
by my great wisdom

and the realization that you will never
be able to smurf my level

because you are a monkey.

You are lower on the evolutionary scale.

There's nothing to be done
about it, right?

Huh?

[chittering]

Very funny. Now first lesson.

Put my bag away.

-Uh!
-[shattering]

Could you smurf me some Orchid Root?

Right away, Papa Smurf. Just let me... uh!

[laughs]

Wow, Monkey, that was fast. Excellent job.

I knew you'd make a good assistant.

Keep training him, Brainy.
I'll be back in a moment.

Now, lesson two, some basic math.

You need to study
and memorize these formulas.

[chittering]

Now let's see if you can write
the formulas from memory.

I can do it in two minutes.
But I'll give you five.

Hurry up, Mr. Know-It-All,
the clock's ticking.

[laughs] I knew it.

You can't even write a simple formula.

Ohh.

Let's see if you can
organize Papa Smurf's lab.

This will be your most important task.

Scissors arranged by size,
magnifying glasses arranged by magnitude,

magic powders
smurfed by colour and potency.

And this here is trilobite,
an extremely explosive powder

that you must always smurf with two hands.

-Got it?
-Mm-hmm.

-Now turn around.
-Hm?

[tools clattering]

You can look.

Ohh.

Now put everything back in its place.

You have ten minutes.
[chuckles] He'll never make it.

[humming]

-Papa Smurf?
-Everything all right?

I'm not sure monkey
will be able to take care of the lab.

He messed up everything.

Really?
He seemed like a promising assistant.

-Huh?
-What are you talking about?

Everything looks good.

[chittering]

[lively music]

-You want me to check on the cupboard?
-Careful.

-He isn't very good at... Huh?
-Wow!

I've never seen
the ingredients so well-organized.

Monkey has improved our way of working.

-Well done!
-[grumbling]

[rooster crows]

[snoring]

[yawns]

Let's see.

Huh. Uh, uh.

Yes! I'm cured!

Papa Smurf!

Papa Smurf! Papa Smurf!

Papa Smurf, I'm cured. Huh?

Glad to hear that.

Uh, but where are you going?

To the magic convention.

I can't wait to introduce Monkey
to the wizards.

I bet they'll be jealous of his smarts.

Best thing I ever did,
making him my one and only assistant.

Ah, you're embarrassing me, Papa Smurf.

[chittering]

[both laughing]

[screams]

[groans]

What a nightmare.

Papa Smurf,
I'm better and reporting for work.

Huh? Brainy,
are you sure you are up for it?

Look. My ankle is as good as new.

[groaning]

I've never seen anyone heal
that fast before.

Well, let's get to work.
Lots to smurf before the convention.

I'm back, so you can get lost, all right?

Hm? [chuckles]

[muffled yelp]

[screams]

[groans] I know what you're doing.
And I'm on to you. Huh?

-[chittering]
-Ow, my ankle.

What was that?

-Monkey knocked over the stool.
-Hm.

Let's keep the noise down. Turtle tears.

[both] Huh? [struggling efforts]

Hi-yah!

Here you go.

Turtle tears.

This isn't what I asked for,
it's Trilobite powder.

-[laughs]
-Ah. That's the right one.

-Thank you, my assistant.
-[grumbles]

[screams]

[rock music]

Brainy, what are you smurfing?

Uh, I'm just dusting your cap, right?

Sometimes, Brainy, you confound me.

Going to pick some poppies.
I'm leaving you in charge.

No smurfing the trilobite powder.

-[chittering]
-[chuckles]

-[door closes]
-Huh?

Hm? Aha.

Hmm.

[grunting]

I've got you now, you sneaky primate.

Papa Smurf.
Psst, I have something to show you.

-It's about Monkey. Follow me.
-Huh?

Are you certain you saw him
smurf the trilobite powder?

Absolutely, Papa Smurf.

I saw him monkeying around,
he had the powder.

-There are only acorns in here.
-What?

Let's go check the lab.

Ah, there you are.
Did you smurf the trilobite powder?

-[chittering]
-Liar.

Ouch!

Brainy, why did you leave your... huh?

The trilobite powder,
what is it doing in your bag?

I... I don't understand.

Brainy, I'm disappointed in you.

If I didn't know any better,

I'd think you were trying
to sabotage Monkey.

I order you to smurf home right away
and get some rest while we're gone.

Gone? We?

Yes. Monkey is coming
to the convention with me.

We'll be back in a week.

-[door closes]
-[sighs]

[chittering]

Huh?

-[screams]
-[chittering]

[stammering]

[screaming]

-[crashing]
-There can be only one!

[rock music]

[grumbles, chittering]

[screaming]

Huh?

[grunting]

Ah!

No!

[straining]

[explosion booms]

[both screaming]

Ohh.

[chittering]

[screaming]

[both screaming]

[both grunt, groan]

Huh?

Monkey, you saved me.

[chittering]

-Let's smurf back to the lab.
-[both groan]

My ankle! Oh, Monkey, you're hurt too?

I'm sorry. I guess
we both went a little too far, right?

[chittering]

What happened here?

This is out of hand. [groans]

-Uh, Papa Smurf?
-Huh?

That's all I need,

two injured assistants
and a wrecked laboratory.

How am I supposed
to get to the convention?

Don't worry,
if Monkey and I work together,

we can get the job done, right?

[chittering]

[grumbles]

[sighs]

We're so happy
to be going to the convention.

[chittering]

Here they are, Chef.

Huh? Why are we stopping here, Papa Smurf?

Since you've been acting nuts,

it only seems fair
that you should crack all of them.

Eh.

But Papa Smurf, what about the convention?

No convention for either of you.

[whistles]

[squawks]

As a matter of fact, it'll be a vacation.

Huh?

[both laugh]

Have a nice trip, Papa Smurf.

-[both] Huh?
-Now get to work, you two.

The nuts aren't gonna smurf themselves.

[both] Hm?

[laughs]