The Smurfs 2 Page #4

to create a human-size portal.

Father, I can fit through there.

Let me get Smurfette.

Hackus go! Hackus go!

- Hey!

- Hackus go!

Yes, yes. Well, let's see here.

- Eeny, meeny, miny...

- Pick me! Pick me!

Moron.

Yes!

- Hey, Hackus, listen to this.

- What?

I win.

Nicely played, Vexy.

Now, I must warn you.

Your destination is a true horror.

A realm filled with

the relentless crushing quiet of peace,

punctuated by

the wretched cacophony of joyousness.

- It's horrible.

- What a nightmare.

Yes, yes, it completely ruined your sister.

It's such a shame when

a bad girl turns good.

So true.

But she does know the secret formula,

so go get Smurfette!

I just don't get it.

They know how tough my birthday can be,

and they didn't even remember.

Maybe Papa was wrong.

Guess I'll never really be one of them.

- Oh, no!

- Help.

Please, wait.

I escaped.

Escaped?

From the evil wizard who made me.

Do you mean Gargamel?

Is Gargamel your father?

Yes.

But he's...

That means you're just like me.

- Gotcha!

- What are you doing?

Father's going to be very happy.

Smurfette's in trouble!

- Crikey!

- Oh, no!

- Come on, Smurfs!

- Smurfette!

No!

- Oh, no, you don't.

- No!

- Let go!

- Now get in there!

Oh, no!

- She's being smurf napped.

- Unhand her!

So long, Smurfs.

- Smurfette!

- Smurfette!

What are we gonna do now?

My powers of deduction lead me to believe

that this is the work of Gargamel.

Oh, no, oh, no!

- Yes!

- Pretty blue.

Gargamel.

Smurfette. Welcome home.

You're wasting your time, Gargamel.

Papa and the others are gonna come for me.

I don't think so.

They came for Clumsy.

Yes, but you see, Clumsy was a real Smurf.

Whereas I was the one who created you.

You do remember that, don't you, dear?

You're not my father. Just let me go home.

Of course.

Anything you say,

but first, I will need one itsy-bitsy,

teeny-tiny little thing first.

- Teeny-tiny.

- What?

Just the secret formula that Papa

used to turn you into a real Smurf.

Hackus real Smurf. Hackus blue!

Like you, blondie.

It would benefit us both,

don't you see, my dear?

You give me the formula,

I turn my little Naughties blue.

- Blue.

- I use their essence

to continue with

my wonderful magic show here.

That way I never have to bother you

or Smurf Village again.

I don't trust you,

and I'm not telling you anything.

Well,

perhaps you need a little persuasion, eh?

Naughties, attack!

With pleasure.

Attack!

- No, no, no, not each other.

- Not me!

I got you...

Hackus!

Kitty, kitty, kitty.

Not the cat, not the...

Deeply, deeply disappointing experiments.

We've got to rescue Smurfette.

What's our plan to bring Smurfette home?

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