(upbeat music)

(suspenseful music)

-(evil laughter)

-(snarls)

-# La-la, la-la-la-la #

# La-la-la, la-la #

# La-la, la-la-la-la #

# La-la-la, la-la ##

(hums)

(bicycle bell chimes) (strained hums)

You probably don't know,

but perfect concentration requires

45 percent calm and 55 percent silence.

Hmm? (grumbles)

(bicycle bell chimes) Whoa!

You should be more careful, chef.

85.06 percent of accidents involving a pedestrian

are due to poor visibility.

You'd know that if you had my IQ.

Huh? Your what?

My immeasurable cleverness.

I don't know what's stopping me giving you a kick

right in the IQ, Brainy.

(grunting)

No, Hefty, your arm should be at a 36-degree angle.

You're only at 34 degrees. All right?

What? (screams)

A genius like me has a duty to share his intelli...

(screams) Ouch.

(bell ringing) Dinner is smurfed.

-I'm coming. -Are there any carrots?

-Ouch. -Boom.

(laughs)

(whistles)

Hey, what gives you the right to smurf ahead of everybody?

Come on, now, it's obvious.

Because I'm the smartest. Right?

That's no reason. Anyway, how do you know that?

Elementary, my dear Smurfette.

My brain is the heaviest out of all of us.

First of all, weight doesn't mean a thing.

And second, when did you weigh your brain?

What did you do, smurf your brain out of your skull

and then smurf it on some scales?

(laughs) I guess you must have

plugged it back in wrong.

(laughter)

Chop, chop.

Get to the back of the line, big-head Smurf.

A carrot while you wait?

(grumbles)

(humming melody)

Handy, I am requisitioning your workshop.

In fact, I have a 100 percent essential job to smurf.

Right? OK.

But don't make a mess.

Otherwise, I'll be 100 percent annoyed afterwards. Right?

Building a bad breath tester.

No, that's not it.

A toe counter. No, that's not it.

Ha! How to build a brain scale.

(eerie music)

Ow! Ugh.

(power tool grinding)

It's finished. Finished!

Finally.

Now everyone will see the weight of my genius

and no one will defy me ever again!

(electricity crackling)

(machine hums)

(groans)

(rooster crowing)

(upbeat music)

Brainy, aren't you ready yet?

Hurry up, wouldn't you? We've got work to do.

(laughs foolishly)

Ok, I'll clean.

Hmm?

Shake that cap of yours instead of just smurfing

there like a mushroom.

Smurf me that puddle of sarsaparilla concentrate.

Whoa!

This is no time for jokes, Brainy.

That's Jokey's department. OK.

Smurf me the sarsaparilla. Spatula.

(plays trumpet)

For smurf's sake, what's the matter with you?

Did you leave your brains at home or what?

No, it's right here under my cap.

(glass breaking)

I think you'd better get some rest.

Smurf out that door. You clearly need some sleep.

Smurf out the door.

Huh? Ah.

That's enough, Brainy. Now get out of here.

It isn't funny anymore.

Uh, but you said...

Ah, I know.

Hmm?

(together) Uh... huh?

Hmm.

Uh. Hmm.

Ah. Hmm.

(blows raspberry)

That's funny.

This mirror wasn't here before, right?

You're silly.

It's me, Dimwitty.

Oh, and it's a talking mirror too!

(grunts)

(laughter)

That's funny.

There's something different about you, Brainy.

Yeah? Well, that's because I've smurfed

my hair down the middle.

If you like, I could go fish a new haircut for you too.

OK.

(laughter)

I love snail riding.

Scratching my belly feels nice.

Holy smurfs.

Even my snails are smarter than them.

(together) # We are the silly friends #

# Brothers without brains #

Brainy, Papa Smurf ordered 67 sarsaparilla pies

dusted with poppy petals,

but turns out Greedy is allergic.

Which percentage of poppies should I smurf in the pies

to prevent Greedy from scratching all night?

Wait.

34 times 67... carry 100...

Multiply by 2 makes...

I don't have a single clue.

(laughter)

There you are. Ouch.

Are you coming, Dimwitty?

We have to smurf the fire truck.

It's all dirty.

I can't, Clumsy.

I'm going to fish a haircut with my new friend.

Huh? Your new friend?

Yep. Come on, Brainy.

(singing) # We are the silly friends #

# Brothers without brains #

Brainy, I can't understand what it says here.

I think it's written in ancient Smurf.

Could you translate it? How about a banana instead?

Me, I prefer carrots.

Oh, no, I wasn't talking to you.

Let's give the banana to someone else.

(laughter)

Banana.

What's going on, Smurfette? I'm worried.

Brainy's acting strange.

Well, that's what happens when you never exercise.

(humming melody together)

He's become completely stupid.

He can't tell the difference between a book and a banana.

(humming melody together)

What in the...

You think Brainy is acting weird too?

It's far worse than that, Papa Smurf.

He's even dumber than Dimwitty.

Last night, he was smurfing away in my workshop

on something that was "100 percent important."

Well, well. That's interesting.

Let's go take a look.

OK. I'm hiding.

Where... I can't see you.

Brainy? Brainy?

Brainy? (laughs)

How about that? I didn't see you.

Let's go play with the fire truck.

Oh, yeah. (imitates fire truck)

(laughs)

(soft dramatic music)

Oh.

Aha, here's our culprit. A hat?

It's a brain weighing device.

He always wanted me to make one.

He ended up building it himself.

It looks like instead of weighing his brain,

he completely smurfed it.

This is all my fault, Papa Smurf.

If I hadn't made fun of him, he wouldn't have thought

of weighing his brain and he'd still be

a Mr. Know-It-All Smurf.

It's not your fault, Smurfette.

Once Brainy gets an idea, he'll stop at nothing.

But we can't leave him like this forever.

Don't worry, I know how to smurf Brainy back to normal.

(imitates fire truck)

(laughter)

Oh, pretty button.

Hey, Dimwitty, now we can climb up to the clouds.

Can I smurf with you too?

Can't stop, truck's going too fast.

Hmph.

Hmph.

(laughter)

Whoa.

I can't see anything.

Here, take your glasses.

(laughter)

Yoo-hoo.

Brainy? Brainy?

(upbeat music)

The potion is ready, Smurfette.

Dimwitty, have you seen Brainy?

No. I'm pressing the button.

(laughs)

Yoo-hoo.

I'm up here.

Dimwitty, stop pushing that button.

What button? You mean this button?

Hey, friends.

Look at me, I can fly.

Brainy!

Bravo! Bravo, acrobat Smurf.

Me, I don't like acrobats.

You're all fuzzy.

Smurf down from there right now. It's dangerous.

You can't see a thing without your glasses.

In fact, where are they?

I've got them.

Clumsy, what are you smurfing with Brainy's glasses?

You don't need them.

Brainy stole my friend Dimwitty

with all this silliness.

If he doesn't give him back,

I'll smash them into 1,000 pieces.

Hmph. Good idea, Clumsy.

Those three are gonna drive me completely up the smurf.

Come on, Clumsy, stop fooling around.

Brainy wouldn't be Brainy without his glasses.

I don't care.

Hey, you all look like ants.

Listen, I have a potion here that will put everything right.

And I'll get my friend back?

I promise. But you have to give those glasses back now.

Fine. OK, then.

Ah!

Uhh! I'm gonna fall!

Clumsy!

Phew.

Uh, I can't see anything.

Ah, ah, ah, whoa!

(gasps)

(laughs) Cannonball.

Wee!

Oh, hello there. Oof.

Oof. Oof.

Yee. (laughs)

I've got you, Brainy!

(bell ringing) (laughs)

Oof!

Ahh...

Huh...

Hm... Ugh.

Hey, Brainy.

Here's your banana.

Hm, that's strange, I have the feeling I've undergone a regression.

I'd estimate I'm at 98.002 percent of my capacities.

Right?

Yay! He's back.

Come on, buddy, let's go play fire Smurfs.

Who, me and you? Uh-huh.

Sorry to disappoint you, but

I have a heap of important research to smurf.

Oh.

(melancholic music)

Dimwitty? Clumsy?

Hey. (laughs)

(together) Fire brigade friends forever!

(laughter)

Aw.

Back to normal.

I missed you.

(fire alarm blaring)

(together) Fire Brigade on the way!

(both) Ouch!

Huh?

(laughing)

Oh... (clears throat) What?

I was smurfing a study on the rotation of the ladder

at night, all right?

Uh... heh-heh!