Original subtitles

[theme music]

(male narrator) Long, long ago, deep in the forest

there was a hidden village where tiny creatures lived.

They call themselves Smurfs.

They were good.

[theme music]

Then there was Gargamel, the evil wizard.

He was bad.

Oh, I hate Smurfs.

I'll get you, I'll get all of you

if it's the last thing I ever do!

[evil laughter]

Unh!

Oh, I'll get you.

I'll find your village someday. You'll be sorry!

(male narrator) Well, the forest is still there

and if you listen, you may hear Gargamel's rage.

And if you are good, you may just

catch a glimpse of the Smurfs.

[theme music]

[snoring]

[cuckoo clock chimes]

Wow, I almost overslept.

Today's the big day.

The annual Smurf picnic.

Oh, smurf, it's raining.

I hate rain.

Every time I wash my wagon, it rains.

Oh, and all my laundry is getting wet.

Uh, don't worry, Smurfette. I'll help you.

Whoops!

[thud]

Thanks a lot for your help, Clumsy.

Ha! Did you see that?

Isn't that the smurfiest thing you ever..

Gosh, it's coming down in buckets now.

It's always the same.

Every Smurf complains about the weather

but there's nothing we can do to change it.

Wait. What about a weather-smurfing machine?

Yahoo!

This'll be my greatest invention yet.

At last, Smurf will control the weather.

Hey, Handy, where are you going?

To the old mill, to stop the rain.

Sure, Handy, sure.

[instrumental music]

[grunting]

There. It's all ready.

[whirring]

[horn tooting]

Oh, hi, Papa Smurf.

Well, another new machine, Handy?

Uh, what's this one for?

[all giggling]

I'll show you. Right now it's too rainy for our picnic

so I'll just order up some sunshine.

[whirring]

[bell dings]

(Handy) 'Presto. Perfect picnic weather.'

[all exclaiming]

Handy, your machine is absosmurfly amazing.

But I wonder if it's wise to fool with nature like this.

(Handy) 'Don't worry, Papa Smurf.'

From now on, changing the weather is a breeze.

[bell dings]

[wind gusting]

Alright, smurf your machine to fine

and we'll all go on our picnic.

[all cheering]

You got it.

Goodbye. Farewell my friends.

Parting is such sweet smurfness.

Uh, aren't you coming to the picnic, Poet Smurf?

No, no. I'm going to stay behind

and compose an ode to the sun.

Suit yourself.

♪ La la lala la la lala la ♪

♪ La la lala la la.. ♪♪

Phew! If only there be a simpler way to water them.

Wait a minute. Uh-huh.

Come to think of it, I reckon there do be a simpler way.

♪ La la lala la la lala la ♪

♪ La la lala la la lala la ♪♪

(Papa Smurf) Here's a good spot for our picnic.

Ooh! It's beautiful.

First, we'll go for a swim.

Then we'll rest.

Then we'll eat.

[snores] Then we'll rest.

Brainy, you won't be needing that umbrella.

Handy, I always say, it's better to be safe than sorry.

And furthermore, the weather might change and--

(Handy) 'Not with my weather-smurfing machine, it won't.'

'I guarantee it.'

I'll be soon taking care of me thirsty little lettuces.

I reckon first I smurf this lever.

[whirring]

[bell dings]

[clears throat]

"An Ode To The Sun."

O glorious sun so warm and bright.

I.. Huh?

[laughs] That machine be a great step forward

for agriculture.

This rain is spoiling my poem.

The weather-smurfing machine must be out of order.

I'll just smurf the controls to strong sun.

There. See, Papa Smurf. It was only a passing shower.

'I told you you could count on my machine.'

I hate counting.

Oh, smurf.

That there lovely rain have already stopped.

I be going to set that machine to downpour, I be.

Ah, take two.

[clears throat]

O glorious sun, so warm and..

[thunder rumbles]

[coughs]

...bright?

I suppose I'll just have to order up a heat wave.

[laughs] That be the way, little plants.

Just you keep a-growing.

Who is turning on the heat?

I'll just recite my ode right here

so that I won't be interrupted anymore.

[clears throat]

O glorious sun, so warm and bright.

(Farmer) 'Well, I'll be smurfed.'

Poet, have you been interfering with that there machine?

Indeed, I have.

Sunshine has an illuminating effect on my poetry.

Well, I be needing an irrigating effect on me plants.

[thunder rumbles]

Oh, no, you don't.

I was here first.

Ouch!

Keep your poetry-picking hands off.

Oh, of all the luck, my umbrella's jammed.

Hmph. It stopped.

[groans] Oh, now it's jammed again.

Handy, I think there may be one or two little details

you overlooked on your weather-smurfing machine.

- I wants rain. - And I want sun.

- 'I say rain.' - 'Sun.'

- Rain. - Sun.

(both) Oof!

- 'Rain.' - 'No, sun.'

[machine whirring]

Phew! All of a sudden, it's boiling hot.

Um, uh, perfect weather for a dip in the lake.

Uh, come on. Last one in is all wet.

[all cheering]

Hey, the lake's frozen.

So is my tail. Brr!

Uh, well, uh, look at the bright side.

Uh, we can skate on the ice.

- 'Sun.' - 'Rain.'

- 'Sun.' - 'Rain.'

[bell dings]

(all) Woo-hoo! Whee!

This is starting to get out of hand.

[geese squawking]

Handy, I'm afraid your weather-smurfing machine

has gone haywire.

Oh, don't worry, Papa Smurf.

I'll, uh, just go back to the village and fix it.

We'll all go back. It's not safe out for Smurf or beast.

- No, sun, sun, sun. - Rain, rain, rain.

(both) Snow?

The machine's out of control. We have to shut it off.

[grunts]

(Farmer) The controls be stuck.

[thunder rumbles]

I reckon we got to do something

'before it gets any worse.'

(Poet Smurf) 'We best tell Papa Smurf.'

Great smurf!

I've never seen the river so full.

Look, here comes Handy and the others.

Thank smurfness.

Handy, come quickly. It's your machine.

What's wrong?

Well, we was having a wee little argument.

And, um, we sort of, kind of, moved the controls a little.

Uh, well, just a might.

And they kind of got a tiny bit broken.

I knew it. Well, don't just stand there. Let's go fix it.

- Look out for that log. - 'Get off the bridge.'

(Greedy) 'Run for your smurfs.'

[all screaming]

- Yike! - Help!

(Hefty) Hang on, Handy. We got ya.

All together now, Smurfs. Heave! Pull!

[all grunting]

Smurfs, we'll have to find

another place to cross the river.

It's going to be a long hard trip, so stick together.

'The weather is constantly changing.'

Precisely why I brought this umbrella.

You can never be too careful, I always say.

Better safe than sorry.

Or to phrase it in more common terms..

[gasps] Wait for me!

Ooh, this rain is ruining my hair.

Hey! Who turned out the lights?

Relax, everyone. It's only fog.

Oh, my goodness. It sure is thick.

Uh, yeah. A real pea souper.

Yummy. I like...pea soup.

[slurping]

Listen. What's that strange noise?

[squishing]

- Uh, I-I-I don't know. - Surprise.

It's mud.

[Jokey laughs]

I hate mud.

Correction. It's frozen mud.

I double-hate frozen mud.

Uh, well, look at it this way, Papa Smurf.

At least now my machine can't make things any worse.

[hailstones clattering] Hey! Hey!

You were saying, Handy?

Oh, boo-hoo!

I wanna go home.

We'll never get home.

Handy, this is all because of you

and your weather-smurfing machine.

Me? What about Poet and Farmer?

I be innocent.

Nay, the true culprit is Farmer Smurf.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Hold it!

[sighs] We have enough problems without all this.

Now behave your smurfs and let's get moving.

Oh, I'm so hot.

[stammers] Now I'm so cold.

Now I'm so.. [thunder rumbles]

...scared!

(Handy) My poor machine. It's even worse than I feared.

Quickly. We must reach it

before the weather changes again.

[bell dings]

- Yeow! - Help!

Hang on, Smurfs.

We're nearly there.

(Papa Smurf) Pull, Handy. Turn it off.

[grunts] It's no use, Papa Smurf.

The controls are jammed.

Oh, I knew it. We're doomed.

- Finished. - I can use this.

Hey, my umbrella. What are you doing to it?

Aha! A smurfy idea, Handy.

Stand back. Everyone back.

[machine whirring]

[thunder rumbles]

[electricity crackling]

[explosion]

[all cheering]

So long, old weather-smurfing machine.

I know how hard it was for you to destroy

your greatest invention, Handy.

But from now on, we must never tamper with nature

without first considering the consequences.

(all) Yes, Papa Smurf.

Ooh, happy days are here again.

Yeah. That sun sure feels good.

Oh, yeah? How am I supposed to finish

my new "Ode To The Rain?"

[gasps]

That better?

[all laughing]

Well, at least it's ecologically sound.

Hmph!

[theme music]