All language subtitles for Smurfs s02e36_Engh

[theme song]

♪ La la la-la la la
Sing a happy song ♪

♪ La la la-la la la
Smurf it all 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]

[crackling]

Ooh, I hate Smurfs!

♪ La la la-la la la
now you know the tune ♪

[blows trumpet]

♪ You'll be smurfing soon ♪♪

[instrumental music]

Faster, Biquette, faster.

[chuckles]
I can't believe my good fortune.

Peewit seems to be
in a hurry.

I'll say.

Dame Barbara, I have one.

Oh, he's superb. Beautiful.

Wonderful.

Have one what? Peewit.

He will need a new hood,
some bells, manropes, perches.

I'll need some clogs,
a sleigh, a satchel

a whistle, a block..

...a basket, a cage,
and I'll need more money.

Sire, uh, for a gold crown

I'll show you
a fantastic trick.

- Well, uh..
- Very good.

Now, think of a number
between one and ten.

- Uh, eight.
- Wrong.

You lose.

Johan, h-has he been good?

Peewit, you rascal.

I demand my gold, uh, b-b-back.

Isn't he handsome, sire?

I'm going to name him Romulus.

Johan, where did Peewit
get a falcon?

A merchant sold it to him
for a penny.

'The bird is weak,
feeble and listless.'

'But don't tell Peewit,
he's so excited.'

Come on, Johan, you can watch me
give Romulus his first lesson.

But, Peewit, you know
nothing about falconry.

That's what you think.

(male 1)
More crops for that
evil Corticon.

What can we do,
as long as he holds

the Prince of Montresor
as a hostage, we must obey.

- 'Out of my way, serfs.'
- It's Corticon.

'Faster, Boris, faster.'

Yes, Corticon.

[coughs]
Where're they going
in such a hurry?

The prince has escaped
from the castle.

- He's free?
- Quickly.

We must find our young prince
before Corticon does.

Long live our prince.

Hey, I must recapture
the prince.

With his leadership,
the peasants will overthrow me.

We better split up, sire.

I'll search the wheat field.

'There he goes,
don't let the prince get away.'

[instrumental music]

Lesson one, get the falcon
to eat out of your hand.

Watch. Romulus, here little one,
come get some nice fresh meat.

'Look at the good yum-yum.'

Romulus, come here immediately,
you rotten beast.

Patience, Peewit, patience.

Make a move, come and eat.
Right on the wrist.

Look, Johan,
he's finally gonna--

Whoa! Romulus, stop.

Johan!

Hang on, Peewit.
Well, I'll be..

[laughing]
Your Romulus is
a vegetarian.

His father must've been
part rabbit.

Ho-ho-ho. Very funny.

You'll see.

'Come on, Romulus,
chase that rabbit.'

He's disappeared
into the brush.

He's coming back

and he's caught
a basket of smurfberries.

And Greedy Smurf.

Johan, Peewit, this bird
stole all our smurfberries.

Oh, Greedy's meet somebody
greedier than he.

- Johan.
- Papa Smurf.

We thought Greedy
was gone for good.

Thank smurfness
the falcon belongs to you.

Romulus isn't Johan's,
he's mine, Papa Smurf.

Oh, he's really cute.

I'm sorry the falcon disturbed
your smurfberry picking.

Oh, don't smurf it
a second thought, Johan.

We're happy
to see you and Peewit

because you're our friends
and what are friends--

Brainy. Ahem.
We're glad to see you.

Let me show you Smurfs what I've
taught this marvelous bird.

Romulus, dance.

♪ La la la la la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la
la la la la la ♪

(Peewit)
'Keep in time.'

♪ La la la la la ♪♪

Play dead.

'Now catch.'

'Well, impressed?'

That's very good, Peewit.

But it's time
to return to the castle

and I'm sure the Smurfs
must be off too.

Wait, first you must see

what a great sense of smell
Romulus has.

Peewit, come back.

I'll hide in the woods
and when I whistle

'Romulus will find me
in nothing flat.'

I'm sorry, Smurfs.
You can leave if you want to.

Oh, no, we love playing
hide-and-seek.

I'm far enough away,
now, to whistle for..

Aha! Caught you at last.
Corticon will be pleased.

Get me a burlap sack.

What's taking Peewit so long?

Well, I suppose
we should be getting back.

And the darker it smurfs
the harder it smurfs

to find anybody
because at night

all cats are gray and, uh..

Uh, maybe we should start
looking for him.

(Johan)
'Wait, there he is. Peewit.'

- Oh, dear.
- Johan.

Why is Peewit running away?

I don't know, Greedy.

Peewit, come back.

(Peewit)
'Johan!'

'Help! Help!'

- That's Peewit.
- Then who's that?

No time to find out.
Peewit's in trouble.

Help!

Quiet, you.
Give me another sack.

And one without
a hole in it, this time.

- Peewit, where are you?
- Peewit.

- Peewit.
- Peewit.

- 'Peewit's cap.'
- 'Hoof prints.'

(Smurfette)
Oh, my, maybe
Peewit's been smurfnapped.

The villains can't be far.
We'll follow.

[whistles]
Bayard. Bayard.

Maybe someone at this cottage

knows of Peewit
and his abductors.

Better stay here, Smurfs.

Hello. Hello.

Hello. Anybody ho..

Good grief.
What happened here?

Bandit, haven't you
done enough?

Hold, sir. I'm no bandit.

I'm looking for my friend.

Uh, little strange looking
blonde fellow?

Yes, that's Peewit.

Some soldiers have him prisoner.

They came here with your friend
demanding food.

Suddenly angry peasants arrived
and attacked the soldiers.

'The peasants grabbed
your friend and escaped'

with the soldiers
hot on their heels.

Hmm. This sword handle has
the Montresor seal on it.

The soldier spoke of Montresor

and a certain Lord Corticon.

Then he's the one to talk to.

Castle Montresor.

It could be dangerous,
my friends.

No, Johan, we're coming along.

Peewit is our friend too.

Yes and Papa Smurf
always says

"A friend in need
is a friend indeed."

Because a good friend
is a friend to the..

clang

...end.

What? You let him escape?

You let the prince
of Montresor escape?

'Now, the peasants will revolt
and we'll be in the dungeon.'

And so will we.

I say let's join up
with the peasants

and help them take the castle.

Right, that way,
we'll remain lords

and become advisors
to young Prince Montresor.

Good idea. Let's find
the villagers and quickly.

(Corticon)
'I don't care how you do it.'

'But the prince must be
in our hands, tonight.'

[knock on door]
Sire, a young squire
named Johan

wants to speak with you.

(Corticon)
'Tell him to be gone.'

I'll be gone when my friend
Peewit is found.

I know nothing of a Peewit.
Now, get out.

Your men kidnapped
Peewit last night.

Impossible!
My men were chasing the..

Uh, a minor offender.

I saw the one you speak of.

He and my friend Peewit
could pass for twins.

Your men have carried off
Peewit by mistake.

Oh.. This changes everything.
Wait here.

So those stupid peasants think
this Peewit is the prince.

Sire. Treason, sire.

The lords have joined
the peasants.

The castle has fallen.

But-but they-they don't
have the real prince.

- 'Lord Corticon.'
- 'Get the traitor.'

Too late, sire. Run!

Johan, I don't trust
this Corticon.

(Corticon)
'Quick, Boris,
we still have a chance.'

The underground passage.

(Johan)
'What's going on?'

So, trying to hold us off
while Corticon escapes.

No, uh, listen, I'm just..

Throw him in the dungeon.

Leave me be.
I'm no friend of Corticon's.

Ow!

Johan was right, Papa Smurf,
it is dangerous here.

I'm just here
to find my companion.

Let me go!

[instrumental music]

Oh, what a mess.

I'm sorry,
I got you Smurfs into this.

But you're the only ones
who might be able to get me out.

Smurfs?

Oh, no.

Now, I really am in a mess.

[dramatic music]

Prince Montresor
wants to see you.

Who is this
Prince Montresor?

The ruler of this castle.

And he'll probably throw you
back in the dungeon for life.

Take him away.

We must also try
and see Prince Montresor.

Come my..

Where's Greedy?

We better find him first.

I bet my smurf,
if you find the kitchen

you'll find Greedy
because he's smurfs food and..

(Peewit)
'Aha. Come closer, scoundrel.'

Good grief.

Now, now, don't be afraid.

I'm really not as dreadful
as I look.

Peewit?
But what does this mean?

On your knees, peasant.

On my knees? Ha-ha-ha!

You are going to release me,
aren't you, prince?

On your knees and hurry.

'Much better.'

[Peewit chuckles]

You scum,
you'll pay for this.

Enough. Leave me alone
with this good for nothing.

'Go. Now.'

- Yes, sire.
- Yes, sire.

Johan. He-he-he.
Old friend.

Now, it's old friend, eh?

How is it you're here?

- I'll tell you later.
- Later? Always later.

I command you to tell me now.

Not until you explain

why they're calling you
Prince of Montresor.

- Well, you see, Johan..
- 'Hurray for Montresor.'

Excuse me, my people
are calling for me.

It's been going on
like this since dawn.

[all cheering]

- Oh, the brave people.
- Long live the prince.

- They're so happy to see me.
- 'Hurray for Montresor.'

That should hold them.
Now, where was I?

Oh, yes,
let me tell you about..

- 'Montresor.'
- Yes, you are all very kind.

- As you can see, I'm here.
- 'Hurray for Montresor.'

- That's enough now. Go on home.
- 'Long live the prince.'

Enough. You make it impossible
to get a word in edgewise.

Now, as I was saying,
Johan..

Uh, sire, your advisors
await you in the meeting room.

Oh, it's not easy
being a prince.

Wait here, Johan,
I'll be right back.

I told you we'd find him
in here, Papa Smurf because--

(male 2)
It's no wonder the poor
little prince is hungry.

Yes, imagine being
locked in the dungeon

by his tutor
for five long years.

Lord Corticon, thank goodness
that tyrant has fled.

(male 3)
'Aye, and it's lucky
the prince'

'fell into the hands
of the peasants'

'and not Corticon's henchmen.'

So that's what's been
smurfing on around here.

We must find Johan.

Sire, we have an
enormous problem.

Uh, would you like
a pillow, sire?

No, two. Now, what is
the enormous problem?

The problem is the castle
treasury, sire. It's empty.

But you'll soon be
the richest man in the kingdom.

Just sign this document
and we shall do the rest.

Wonderful, by the way

how are you going to
fill the treasury?

Honestly, of course.

By doubling all old taxes,
creating new taxes.

And raising
the peasant's rents.

No, no, no. You thieves.

Is that what you call
acting honestly?

But of course, sire,
it's done all the time.

- You see--
- Quiet.

How do I know
you aren't the villains

who emptied the treasury
in the first place?

I want to check the books.

Oh, sire, how can you dare
suggest that we--

Silence. I said go
and bring me the account books.

What's taking Peewit so long?

Romulus. Smurfs.

Johan, have you seen
the Prince of Montresor?

Yes and he's no prince,
he's Peewit.

So that's what Romulus
is doing here.

But what about the real prince
and Corticon?

You know more than I do.
Please, fill me in.

Well, to smurf
a long story short

Corticon was
the young prince's tutor

but then came the day when..

Fine, put them here.

[coughing]

Well, what about
your mustache?

- My mustache?
- Yes, I tied it into a knot.

Did I give you
permission to undo it?

Peewit is playing
a dangerous game

by pretending to be the prince,
Papa Smurf.

Absosmurfly, Johan.

What are all these taxes?

I hereby abolish them.

And according to this,
8522 crowns

should be in my treasury.

- But, but, but..
- 'No "But, but, buts."'

'If that money isn't back
in the morning'

I'll have you all
thrown in prison. Understood?

Oh, you really done it
this time, Peewit.

I certainly have.

[laughing]
I see you found the Smurfs

and Romulus.

This is no game, Peewit.

Why have you let
these people believe

you are the prince?

They seem so pleased.

I didn't wanna
disappoint them.

Well, if you want
some smurfy advice, Peewit

I'd smurf out of here
before everyone

smurfs you're not
the real prince

and gets very...mad.

But if I leave, then those
bandits will rule the castle

and they think only of
taking money anyway they can.

Then I shall leave tomorrow,
to find

the real Prince of Montresor.

He looks just like you, Peewit.

Really? How handsome he must be.

[instrumental music]

Oh, my, what a dreary day.

[sighs]
I need some amusement.

I-I must see the king.

Your majesty,
I come to seek shelter in your--

Oh-ho, Peewit,
just in time to cheer me up.

Peewit? I'm Ingram,
Prince of Montresor.

[laughing]
That's a good one.

How about some juggling,
little prince?

But, sire, I know
nothing of juggling.

[laughing]
Peewit, you're quite a con.

[laughing]

I'm feeling better already.

How about one of those
screechy songs? Ha-ha-ha!

But, sire,
how can I convince you--

Play, Peewit, play.

♪ I have come
such a long long way ♪

♪ Weary heart
with no place to stay ♪♪

What? You're not Peewit.

That's what I've been
trying to tell you, sire.

You see, actually..

(Peewit)
'Hmm, yum-yum.'

That was delicious.
Now, bring me some dessert.

Three dozen tarts,
a few pies and four..

Uh, make that
five layer cakes.

Yes, sire, as you command.

Being a prince
does have its advantages.

Uh, sire, the Damsel Gwendolyn
just arrived

and requests permission
to see you im-immediately.

Who? Doesn't this girl know
I'm in the middle of dinner?

But-but Damsel Gwendolyn,
your-your fiancé, sire.

Right. My fiancé?

Uh, my-my fiancé.

My fiancé, Johan.

- He doesn't recall?
- No.

Uh-uh, yes, I mean,
well, actually, vaguely.

Your fiancé, prince.
My congratulations.

- I had no idea.
- 'Me either.'

'I-I won't be a minute.'

Uh, where is this
charming girl?

Ingram, at last
I finally found you.

Johan.

Come, we have so much
to tell each other.

(Peewit)
'H-help.'

When I think
how that wretched Corticon

dared to imprison you.

Oh, that wicked man.

But at last
we're back together.

Not for long.

Psst. Johan.

Peewit.
What're you doing in there?

Johan, she's not a woman,
she's a fury.

You've got to help me.

(Gwendolyn)
'Ingram, where are you?'

'Ingram.'

Have you seen
my little Prince Ingram?

Uh, no, milady.

Oh, where can he be?

I'm just beside myself
with worry.

Oh, dear.

Poor Peewit.
Let me help you up, milady.

[grunts]

- There.
- Thank you.

Ingram.
Ingram, where are you?

(Johan)
'Peewit, are you alright?'

Being a prince
has its disadvantages.

The prince may only be a boy,
but he's sly as a fox.

Now, we must return the money
we stole from the treasury.

Shh, someone's in the hallway.

Have you seen
my little Ingram?

Hmph, I'll take that as a no.

We can't actually
become honest.

It's not in our nature.

I'm beginning to miss
that tyrant Corticon.

(Corticon)
'I'm delighted to hear it.'

(all)
'Corticon.'

So, the young prince
is not easy to push around?

Uh, well, actually..

If you fools
hadn't turned against me

I could have told you
that the brat in the castle

is not the real prince.

- What?
- A rogue?

- Who is he?
- And where's the real prince?

The imposter's name
is Peewit.

The real prince has taken
shelter at the king's castle.

- Oh, no. What will we do?
- Ha, I have a plan.

You must take care of Peewit
while I handle the prince.

Now, listen and write down
what I tell you very carefully.

How about some breakfast
before you leave?

Yes, what about it,
Papa Smurf?

No, Greedy, we must help Johan

smurf the real
Prince of Montresor.

I will bring the boy back
as soon as possible.

Well, have you found
the 8522 crowns?

bam bam

The game is up, Sire Peewit.

Peewit? But I'm Ingram,
Prince of Montresor.

Save your breath,
we know everything.

Now, sign this document

giving Lord Corticon,
all rights to Montresor castle

and surrounding estates.

What for? It will be worthless
when the real prince returns.

Of course, except he won't
be returning.

Corticon, is going
to take care of him.

He left last night
for the king's castle.

Traitors. I'll never sign.

- Where is our prince?
- Where is our prince?

Wait until my people
hear of your treachery.

- My royal people..
- 'There is the imposter.'

We told them about
your little charade.

Sign or we turn you
back to the crowd.

(male 4)
'Give us the imposter.'

(male 5)
'We'll hang him by his ankles.'

I prefer the rope.

This is more in Johan's line.

[grunts]
And he's much better at it.

Peasants, don't just
stand there.

Yes, let's take him.

I better find
a way out of here.

- There he is.
- Catch him.

[panting]
I'm in trouble.
Very deep trouble.

- Oh, no.
- Ingram!

(male 6)
'We have him now.'

Excuse us, Damsel Gwendolyn.

Ingram, what does this mean?

Shh. Au revoir.

Ingram, where are you going?
Come back.

Hey, over here.
The imposter's over here.

[panting]
To get out of this,
I'll need some luck.

Now, we have him.

[grunts]
He's bolted the door.

'We'll break it down.'

Too high to jump
and the door's about to give.

[Romulus whistles]

Romulus, fly.

Mama! Peewit.

He's getting away.

Saddle the horses,
he must be captured.

Now, if I were in the real
prince's shoes

where would I go?

Oh, some place safe
and smurfy.

Yes, Smurfette.
Like our good king's castle.

We must check there first.

Romulus,
why have you left Peewit?

Because we both left
Montresor castle.

We must get to the king
and the real prince

before Corticon does.

Are you sure you
won't stay, Ingram?

There's no need,
Your Majesty.

My Lords have sent a message
that all is well at home.

The tyrant Corticon
has fled the country.

Farewell. Thank you, sire,
for your royal hospitality.

Remarkable, how much
he resembles Peewit.

But much better behaved.

That poor man,
he seems to be ill.

There brave fellow,
I will take you to an inn.

N-no, I will take you in.

Corticon, but, but you're..

I see you fell for that false
message Boris delivered.

- And now..
- Yike.

Peewit at your service, prince.
Peewit.

[grunts]
What's going on?

- A log, stupid.
- So that's Peewit.

What a brave
funny little fellow.

thud

Johan, look.

There, it's the imposter.

Wait, there's two of them.

- I'll get you.
- Oh, come back here.

[grunting]
Oh, you mean nasty human.

thud

Not again. Not again.

He must like wearing
those things.

You won't escape this time.

Oh, no. Romulus.

pop pop pop

[chuckles]
How do you like those apples?

The one with the falcon
is Peewit.

And Corticon is after
the real prince. Hurry.

You are finished, Ingram.

No. You are, Corticon.

[sighs]
You're safe now, sire.

But you are going to need
some new advisors.

'Those three seem
to have run off.'

(all)
Hurray! Long live Montresor!

Long live Montresor!

My dear brave people,
I'm so happy to be back.

He's a prince, alright.

Do you see how he runs
to the window

each time they cheer.

[sighs]
I want to repay each of you

with a small gift.

For you, Johan,
my father's sword.

- One of a kind.
- Sire. I'm honored.

Your gift is more valuable
than Johan's, Peewit.

I should hope so.
I-is it edible?

No, you'll never guess.

It's beyond your
wildest dreams.

Really?

I give you..

...Damsel Gwendolyn's
hand in marriage.

My little prince,
back at last.

Oh..

mwah mwah mwah

Peewit, it was only a joke.

Where's your sense of humor?

[gulps]

[theme music]