- Who are you? - Where did you come from?
She looks like a fortune teller.
I am the amazing Casandra,
the greatest fortune teller in the land.
Who would like to know their future?
Whoa.
- I predict--
Um, Papa Smurf always says that anyone who claims
to predict the future is just smurfing. Hmm.
That this [indiscernible] Smurf will take a flight very soon.
Look in this sky.
[gasping]
[screaming]
[groaning]
[gasping] Her prediction.
What's my future?
Will I be famous?
What's for dinner tonight?
Too much noise smurfs my vision
but let me see what the future holds
for all of you.
[gasping]
[everyone] What did you see?
I saw a big rock in the sky,
a meteorite falling on to your village.
[gasping]
Make it stop!
Me, I don't like meteorites.
Wait. I see more.
More?
The meteorite will only fall on the strongest smurf
in the village.
T-T-The strongest Smurf? A-A-Are you sure?
Very sure.
We could sneak up from behind.
From behind? No way. A frontal attack is better.
Let's go.
Yuck. Girls. You're not supposed to be here.
This is a boys only playground.
Oh, yeah? And who's gonna stop us?
[grunting]
[laughing]
Friends, attack those yucky girls.
Hmm. [grunting]
[grunting]
Take 'murf!
[screaming]
[laughing]
[grunting]
Hey.
[panting]
[grunting]
- You win. - Huh?
Not.
[screaming] Huh?
Uh-oh.
Ow!
[grunting]
Hmm. Um-hmm.
You wouldn't hit a Smurf with glasses, right?
[chuckles]
[screaming]
[gasping]
No one hurts my friend.
[grunting]
[groaning]
[cracking]
Ow. Sorry, my friend, Gleego. I think I smurfed my back.
[groaning]
Hmm?
I'm not going to tell on you.
You're not?
In fact, I'd like to help you.
Why?
Did you see how angry Papa Smurf was
- about his telescope? - Yeah.
You two are probably going to have to hide as girls
for the rest of your lives.
[shrieking]
What?
[mumbling]
That's why I'm going to teach you
how to be real girls.
First lesson, smurfing with high heels.
[whistle blowing]
[groaning]
Okay, let's try that again.
[whistle blowing, groaning]
Oh. Ah.
[groaning]
Again, from the top.
Huh? What's going on?
Girl stuff. You don't want to know.
Hmm.
[humming]
Whoa!
Again, less Hefty, more Athena.
[humming]
You're next, my friend.
We'll teach you to laugh in the face of danger.
[laughing]
Yes, that's it!
From now on, when you're scared, just do a silly laugh.
Ouch.
Sorry, Smurfette.
Let's try some voice lessons.
♪ La la la la la la La la la la la la la ♪
Your turn.
[clearing throat]
♪ La la la la la la La la la la la la la ♪
Higher.
♪ La la la la la la La la la la la la la ♪
Now, that was better.
Uh-oh.
[laughing]
Bravo. It's showtime, girls.
Don't panic, guys! Hefty's here.
[grunting]
[sneezing]
I got this Hefty.
No offense, Smurfette,
but if I couldn't get its jaws open, then no one can.
[grunting]
Whoa.
[grunting]
You're welcome.
Where'd you learn to do that?
I read ten lessons of Smurf Fu.
I thought it was high time I learned to defend myself.
- Teach me. - I wanna learn.
Yeah, me too.
[everyone] Teach us, Smurfette.
Well, it's not for every Smurf.
It takes real discipline and commitment.
- Please, Smurfette. - We're disciplined.
You really, really wanna learn?
Oh, yeah. - You bet.
That'd be smurfy.
Very well, then. Class starts... now.
[music playing]
Yah!
[groaning]
[grunting]
- Thank you. - Hey, you can't do that.
What if you were alone in the forest?
What would you do then?
Well, we're never alone in the forest.
But what if you were?
Hmm.
Brainy has smurfed himself in the big trouble.
Hmm?
Bone appétit, Master.
Let go of me! [screaming]
[indiscernible]
[screaming]
[meowing]
Smurf master [indiscernible]
Ow! Huh?
[meowing]
Holy Smurf!
[grunting]
Huh?
Papa Smurf! [grunting]
On the count of three,
you'll be under the control of...
[birds chirping]
What made you think you could hypnotize Gargamel?
Brainy, you knew that it was dangerous.
It, uh, seemed like a good idea at the time.
At least Gargamel will leave us in peace for a while.
[laughing]
We are at your command, master...
[meowing]
Master Lizard. [meowing]
Oh, [indiscernible]
[screaming]
I can't believe you're about to swallow
the greatest chef in the land.
[grunting]
But he's not the chef.
He the one with funny eyeballs.
Chef be that one. He told us.
No. You're about to eat Brainy, the great chef
that invented molecular gastronomy.
Oh, Brainy's a chef now?
Hmm. Now I've seen everything.
No. Yes, Right, Greedy?
Yes, it's true.
Brainy took Chef's place after he left
and everybody loves Brainy's cooking.
He better chef than Chef?
Oh, absolutely.
Perhaps, you two big foodies could taste it for yourselves.
Good idea.
You cook [indiscernible] now.
[indiscernible]
[groaning]
Well, if you insist.
[groaning]
Phew, it's hot in here!
Hey, uh, don't you know that if you overcook Smurfs,
they get really tough and chewy?
I didn't know like overcooked appetizers.
[grunting]
[groaning]
You- You guys think Brainy's a better cook than me?
Don't worry, Chef. Life is full of surprises.
Just trust us, you'll see.
Presenting my special spicy jelly.
This will smurf the neurons in those big brains of yours.
I'm sure they need it, right?
I declare a tie. Now, for dessert.
I'm so sorry. I thought it would work.
[laughing] Huh?
Hot! Hot! Hot!
[groaning]
[laughing]
[groaning]
Here's a little something to refresh you.
Hmm?
Ah. [burping]
[grunting]
Whoa.
[grunting]
What did you put in the water, Papa Smurf?
Well, that my dear Chef is my secret recipe.
'Fraid of height.