The Smurfs (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 24 - The Smurfs - full transcript
Brainy bosses the Smurfs around one time too many; Papa Smurf, Willow, and Vanity offer to help Gargamel impress his mother.
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[upbeat music]
[spooky music]
[cackles]
[upbeat music]
[groans] Why is mummy coming over today?
Do you know, Azrael?
[cat meows]
Huh? It's Mother's Day?
How could I forget?
Quick, Azrael, a gift. I need a gift.
Ahh-ahh!
Hmm?
[groans]
Hmm?
Argh!
Ta-da!
Ohh! I can't even rely on you,
you miserable fur ball.
I'm warning you.
If mummy isn't pleased with her gift,
I'll just tell her it's all your fault.
[cat meows]
Oh, what a beautiful daffodil.
These lilies smell divine.
Hmm? Oh, Willow.
Your bouquet is smurfingly pretty.
Not as colourful as mine,
but that doesn't matter.
Yes, Papa Smurf.
Just like it doesn't matter
that mine smells better than yours.
[sighs]
Excuse me.
Leave beauty and fragrance to the pros.
Oh, what a wonderful vision.
Why, thank you.
That's very kind.
Ahh!
[cackling]
Let Vanity go, Gargamel.
And gotcha!
This will make a fine bouquet for mummy.
[cackling]
Ohh.
The dishes are clean.
The trash has been taken out.
Time to sweep the floor.
What in the smurf has gotten into him?
I've never seen him so tense.
You missed a little dust
in that corner over there.
Huh? Where? Where?
Everything needs to be perfect.
-[knock at door]
-Ahh!
[cat meows]
Hello, Mummy.
Move it. You're in the way.
Mm?
Ugh, couldn't you have gotten
a bat like everybody else?
[cat snarling]
And what is that awful smell?
Maybe the pretty flowers I picked for you.
Look, here they are. Happy Mother's Day.
I hate flowers, you dummy.
What's more I... [sneezing]
I'm allergic.
You should know that, you rotten son.
And what are these?
What am I supposed to do
with these gnomes?
You're obsessed with them.
This has already worn me out.
I'm going upstairs to take a nap.
When I come down,
I'd better find
something to make up for this.
Yes, Mummy.
Ohh! I've disappointed her again.
What am I going to do?
I know. I'll torture a couple of Smurfs.
That'll help me think. [laughs]
Who wants to be first?
Wait, I have a proposition for you.
You free us, and in return
we'll help organize something
to impress your mother.
[laughs]
As if I couldn't do that by myself.
You call that a pillow?
[groans] Hm?
I know you don't like us,
Gargamel, but we can help you.
After all,
making people happy is our specialty.
All right.
First... and this won't be easy...
if you want please your mother,
you need to look presentable.
You should smurf up straight
with your shoulders
back and smile, holy Smurfs.
-Show your teeth.
-Ahh.
Ah!
On second thought,
you better close your mouth.
And second, you should prepare
and cook a lovely dinner for her.
You need to smurf a pinch of sugar
and your wild berry compote
will be delicious.
Enough with telling me what to do.
I can make a dessert by myself just fine.
Be careful. That's a chili powder.
-Hmm.
-[whimpering]
And the finishing touch,
a lovely poem for your mother.
Mummy. Oh, dearest Mummy
I love you from front to back
-[groans]
-Tut, tut, tut, tut.
What did we say?
I love you to...
Oh, yes, to the moon
and back, not the front.
-[chuckles]
-[door opens]
Gargiiiie?
Yes, Mummy.
Did you sleep well, dear Mummy?
[yawns]
Augh! [groans]
What is it? Are you scared of me?
Oh, no, no. I'm just scratching my nose.
I'm hungry.
Well, dinner is served, Mummy.
-Ahh!
-Huh?
-[burping]
-Oh, my.
Huh?
[screaming]
[screaming] It's too hot! It's too hot!
Here, have some herbal tea
to soothe your throat.
Ugh!
I'm not gonna risk drinking your tea,
not after you tried to poison me.
S-s-s-sorry, M-M-M-Mummy.
No, no, no.
I told him to smurf back his shoulders.
If Gargamel's Mother isn't satisfied
he'll make cat food out of us.
Gargamel, don't forget the poem.
Ahh.
[stately music]
Mummy, oh, Mummy
There is no one as diabolical as you
You're as mean as a polecat crew
You are a model of cruelty
-Uh, your hair is so rough
-[knock at door]
[groans]
Saved by the bell.
Hello. Delivery for Ms. Gargamel's mother.
-It's for you.
-Hmm?
Hmm. It's from Marmagel,
my dear little nephew.
At least someone didn't disappoint me.
[both] Hmm?
[slurps]
[snarling]
[laughing]
That little Marmagel knows me so well.
If only my son was a real sorcerer
like my dear nephew.
Come on, let's go for a walk.
Something smells in this rathole.
Arrgh.
This is all your fault,
you dirty blue imps.
I'm going to wasterize you!
Oh, no.
I'm too handsome to get wasterized.
We got it wrong.
What Gargamel's mother wants
is for her son to be a great sorcerer.
Of course, we need to help Gargamel
impress his mother with a spell.
It's the only way to smurf out of here.
Any last words before the wasterizing?
What a horrible tragedy
for us to get smurfed
and take the secret
of the ultimate evil potion with us.
Hmm?
But, Willow,
we cannot reveal that secret to him.
It would be terrible.
Hmm.
Who knows what he could do
with the power of ultimate evil
to impress his dreadful mother?
Fine. I won't wasterize you
provided you make that potion for me.
Oh, what a Machiavellian idea
you have there, Gargamel.
All right. It'll be ready in an hour.
An hour? That's too long.
Mummy will be back any minute now.
You could keep her waiting
with some fake torture spells.
Oh, yes. Can I play the victim?
Oh, please.
I've been taking acting classes with Poet.
Why pretend?
I know a ton of terrible evil spells.
[cackling]
Fake spells or else
you don't get the ultimate evil potion.
-Hmm.
-[cat meowing]
[cat whimpers]
Deal.
[cat meows]
I have a surprise for you.
I'm sure you're going to love it.
I've been working on my torture spells.
Allow me to demonstrate on this Smurf.
Hmm. We'll see about that.
Suffimenta, evilus and pain extremus.
[clears throat]
Oh, heavens, what's happening to me?
I'm suffering so much inside.
[laughs]
Oh, you like it?
Wait, Mummy. I can do more.
-Really?
-[gulping]
[belches]
[laughs]
It's good, isn't it, Mummy?
[sniffing]
[laughs]
Uhh.
Oh, my. I underestimated you.
I always thought
you were a good-for-nothing,
but you might be
a good sorcerer after all.
-Maybe even as good as Marmagel.
-Ha! A hug?
No, no, no. No hugging.
Gargamel, It's ready.
The potion is ready.
What potion?
Mummy, I have a big and special surprise
for Mother's Day.
Really?
This potion gives the power
of ultimate evil to whoever drinks it.
[laughs]
Don't touch that.
The power of ultimate evil is my gift.
All right, Mummy.
-Hmm.
-Hmph.
-[slurping]
-Hmm?
[gasps]
-[slurping]
-[slurping]
Is it working, Mummy?
Yes.
Thank you,
my dear son whom I love so much.
Come here and kiss me.
M-M-Mummy?
Th-th-th-thank you? A-a kiss? Really?
Oh, yes.
Thank you for this beautiful gift.
A big kissy-wissy
for your dear Mummy, my baby.
[cat meows]
[laughter]
[screams]
What's gotten into all of you?
[screams]
Come back here, Gargie.
Let Mummy kiss you.
[laughter]
Come give your Mummy a hug.
Uh! Ahh!
[Papa Smurf] Time for us to smurf out.
There, a big smooch.
Papa Smurf,
I think we smurfed the wrong potion.
Oh, dear. What a shame, Willow!
We gave them the potion of ultimate love.
[laughter]
A kiss for your beloved Mummy
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[upbeat music]
[spooky music]
[cackles]
[upbeat music]
[groans] Why is mummy coming over today?
Do you know, Azrael?
[cat meows]
Huh? It's Mother's Day?
How could I forget?
Quick, Azrael, a gift. I need a gift.
Ahh-ahh!
Hmm?
[groans]
Hmm?
Argh!
Ta-da!
Ohh! I can't even rely on you,
you miserable fur ball.
I'm warning you.
If mummy isn't pleased with her gift,
I'll just tell her it's all your fault.
[cat meows]
Oh, what a beautiful daffodil.
These lilies smell divine.
Hmm? Oh, Willow.
Your bouquet is smurfingly pretty.
Not as colourful as mine,
but that doesn't matter.
Yes, Papa Smurf.
Just like it doesn't matter
that mine smells better than yours.
[sighs]
Excuse me.
Leave beauty and fragrance to the pros.
Oh, what a wonderful vision.
Why, thank you.
That's very kind.
Ahh!
[cackling]
Let Vanity go, Gargamel.
And gotcha!
This will make a fine bouquet for mummy.
[cackling]
Ohh.
The dishes are clean.
The trash has been taken out.
Time to sweep the floor.
What in the smurf has gotten into him?
I've never seen him so tense.
You missed a little dust
in that corner over there.
Huh? Where? Where?
Everything needs to be perfect.
-[knock at door]
-Ahh!
[cat meows]
Hello, Mummy.
Move it. You're in the way.
Mm?
Ugh, couldn't you have gotten
a bat like everybody else?
[cat snarling]
And what is that awful smell?
Maybe the pretty flowers I picked for you.
Look, here they are. Happy Mother's Day.
I hate flowers, you dummy.
What's more I... [sneezing]
I'm allergic.
You should know that, you rotten son.
And what are these?
What am I supposed to do
with these gnomes?
You're obsessed with them.
This has already worn me out.
I'm going upstairs to take a nap.
When I come down,
I'd better find
something to make up for this.
Yes, Mummy.
Ohh! I've disappointed her again.
What am I going to do?
I know. I'll torture a couple of Smurfs.
That'll help me think. [laughs]
Who wants to be first?
Wait, I have a proposition for you.
You free us, and in return
we'll help organize something
to impress your mother.
[laughs]
As if I couldn't do that by myself.
You call that a pillow?
[groans] Hm?
I know you don't like us,
Gargamel, but we can help you.
After all,
making people happy is our specialty.
All right.
First... and this won't be easy...
if you want please your mother,
you need to look presentable.
You should smurf up straight
with your shoulders
back and smile, holy Smurfs.
-Show your teeth.
-Ahh.
Ah!
On second thought,
you better close your mouth.
And second, you should prepare
and cook a lovely dinner for her.
You need to smurf a pinch of sugar
and your wild berry compote
will be delicious.
Enough with telling me what to do.
I can make a dessert by myself just fine.
Be careful. That's a chili powder.
-Hmm.
-[whimpering]
And the finishing touch,
a lovely poem for your mother.
Mummy. Oh, dearest Mummy
I love you from front to back
-[groans]
-Tut, tut, tut, tut.
What did we say?
I love you to...
Oh, yes, to the moon
and back, not the front.
-[chuckles]
-[door opens]
Gargiiiie?
Yes, Mummy.
Did you sleep well, dear Mummy?
[yawns]
Augh! [groans]
What is it? Are you scared of me?
Oh, no, no. I'm just scratching my nose.
I'm hungry.
Well, dinner is served, Mummy.
-Ahh!
-Huh?
-[burping]
-Oh, my.
Huh?
[screaming]
[screaming] It's too hot! It's too hot!
Here, have some herbal tea
to soothe your throat.
Ugh!
I'm not gonna risk drinking your tea,
not after you tried to poison me.
S-s-s-sorry, M-M-M-Mummy.
No, no, no.
I told him to smurf back his shoulders.
If Gargamel's Mother isn't satisfied
he'll make cat food out of us.
Gargamel, don't forget the poem.
Ahh.
[stately music]
Mummy, oh, Mummy
There is no one as diabolical as you
You're as mean as a polecat crew
You are a model of cruelty
-Uh, your hair is so rough
-[knock at door]
[groans]
Saved by the bell.
Hello. Delivery for Ms. Gargamel's mother.
-It's for you.
-Hmm?
Hmm. It's from Marmagel,
my dear little nephew.
At least someone didn't disappoint me.
[both] Hmm?
[slurps]
[snarling]
[laughing]
That little Marmagel knows me so well.
If only my son was a real sorcerer
like my dear nephew.
Come on, let's go for a walk.
Something smells in this rathole.
Arrgh.
This is all your fault,
you dirty blue imps.
I'm going to wasterize you!
Oh, no.
I'm too handsome to get wasterized.
We got it wrong.
What Gargamel's mother wants
is for her son to be a great sorcerer.
Of course, we need to help Gargamel
impress his mother with a spell.
It's the only way to smurf out of here.
Any last words before the wasterizing?
What a horrible tragedy
for us to get smurfed
and take the secret
of the ultimate evil potion with us.
Hmm?
But, Willow,
we cannot reveal that secret to him.
It would be terrible.
Hmm.
Who knows what he could do
with the power of ultimate evil
to impress his dreadful mother?
Fine. I won't wasterize you
provided you make that potion for me.
Oh, what a Machiavellian idea
you have there, Gargamel.
All right. It'll be ready in an hour.
An hour? That's too long.
Mummy will be back any minute now.
You could keep her waiting
with some fake torture spells.
Oh, yes. Can I play the victim?
Oh, please.
I've been taking acting classes with Poet.
Why pretend?
I know a ton of terrible evil spells.
[cackling]
Fake spells or else
you don't get the ultimate evil potion.
-Hmm.
-[cat meowing]
[cat whimpers]
Deal.
[cat meows]
I have a surprise for you.
I'm sure you're going to love it.
I've been working on my torture spells.
Allow me to demonstrate on this Smurf.
Hmm. We'll see about that.
Suffimenta, evilus and pain extremus.
[clears throat]
Oh, heavens, what's happening to me?
I'm suffering so much inside.
[laughs]
Oh, you like it?
Wait, Mummy. I can do more.
-Really?
-[gulping]
[belches]
[laughs]
It's good, isn't it, Mummy?
[sniffing]
[laughs]
Uhh.
Oh, my. I underestimated you.
I always thought
you were a good-for-nothing,
but you might be
a good sorcerer after all.
-Maybe even as good as Marmagel.
-Ha! A hug?
No, no, no. No hugging.
Gargamel, It's ready.
The potion is ready.
What potion?
Mummy, I have a big and special surprise
for Mother's Day.
Really?
This potion gives the power
of ultimate evil to whoever drinks it.
[laughs]
Don't touch that.
The power of ultimate evil is my gift.
All right, Mummy.
-Hmm.
-Hmph.
-[slurping]
-Hmm?
[gasps]
-[slurping]
-[slurping]
Is it working, Mummy?
Yes.
Thank you,
my dear son whom I love so much.
Come here and kiss me.
M-M-Mummy?
Th-th-th-thank you? A-a kiss? Really?
Oh, yes.
Thank you for this beautiful gift.
A big kissy-wissy
for your dear Mummy, my baby.
[cat meows]
[laughter]
[screams]
What's gotten into all of you?
[screams]
Come back here, Gargie.
Let Mummy kiss you.
[laughter]
Come give your Mummy a hug.
Uh! Ahh!
[Papa Smurf] Time for us to smurf out.
There, a big smooch.
Papa Smurf,
I think we smurfed the wrong potion.
Oh, dear. What a shame, Willow!
We gave them the potion of ultimate love.
[laughter]
A kiss for your beloved Mummy