Why is mummy coming over today?

Do you think you know, Azrael?

It's Mother's day?

How could I forget?

Quick, Azrael! A gift, I need a gift!

(Upbeat music)

I can't even rely on you!

You miserable fur boy!

Oh, I'm warning you if

mummy isn't pleased with her gift,

I'll just tell her it's all your fault.

(MEOWING)

What a beautiful daffodil.

These really smell divine.

Oh, Willow, your bouquet is perfectly pretty.

Not as colorful as mine, but that doesn't matter.

Yes, Papa Smurf.

Just like it doesn't matter that mine smells better than yours.

Ha! Excuse me.

Leave beauty and fragrance to the pros.

Oh!

What a wonderful vision!

Why, thank you. That's very kind.

Better let him go, Gargamel!

Gotcha.

This will make a fine bouquet for mummy.

Oh, the dishes are clean.

The trash has been taken out.

It's time to sweep the floor.

What in the smurf has gotten into him?

I've never seen him so tense.

You missed a little dust in that corner over there.

Where? Where?

(Knocking on door)

Hello, mummy!

Move!

You're in the way.

Ugh, couldn't you have gotten a bat like everybody else?

And what is that?

Oh, for smell. -Maybe the pretty

flowers I picked for you?

Look, here they are!

Happy Mother's Day.

I hate flowers, you dummy!

(SNEEZES)

I'm allergic, you should know that!

You rotten son!

What am I supposed to do with these cursed gnomes?

You're obsessed with them!

This has already bored me out.

I'm going upstairs to take a nap

when I come down

I'd better find something to make up for this.

Yes, mummy.

Disappointed again.

What am I going to do?

I know, I'll torture a couple of smurfs, that'll help me think.

Who wants to be first?

Wait! I have a proposition for you.

You free us, and in return, we'll help organize

something to impress your mother.

As if I couldn't do that by myself.

You call that a pillow?

I know you don't like us, Gargamel, but we can help you.

After all, making people happy is our specialty.

All right.

First, this won't be easy.

If you want to please your mother.

You need to look presentable.

Seeing as you're tall, you should smurf straight.

With your shoulders back. And smile.

Holy smurfs, show your teeth!

On second thoughts, you better close your mouth.

And second, you should prepare and cook

a lovely dinner for her!

(Music)

You just needs to smurf, a pinch of sugar, and your wild

berry compote will be delicious!

Enough with telling me what to do!

I can make this up by myself just fine.

Be careful!

Lots of chili powder.

And the finishing touch.

A lovely poem for your mother.

Mummy. Oh, dearest mummy.

I love you from front to back.

Doo, doo, doo, what did we say?

I love you, too.

Oh, yes. To the moon and back.

Not the front.

Gargie!

Did you sleep well dear mummy?

(YAWNS)

What is it? Are you scared of me?

Oh, no, no. I'm just scratching my nose.

I'm hungry.

I made you something, mummy.

Too hot! It's too hot!

Have some herbal tea to soothe your throat.

Oh, I'm not going to risk drinking your tea.

Not after you tried to poison me.

Sorry, mommy.

No, no, no.

I told him to smurf back his shoulders.

If Gargamel mother isn't satisfied, he'll make cat food out of us.

Gargamel! Don't forget the poem.

(Music)

Mummy, oh mummy,

there is no one

as diambolical as you.

You're as mean as a polecat,

You are a model of cruelty.

You'll have so...

(Knocking on door)

Saved by the bell.

Hello. Delivery for Miss Gargamel.

It's for you.

I'ts from Marmagel!

My dear.

At least someone didn't disappoint me.

(MEOWING)

(LAUGHS)

That little Marmalgel knows me so well.

If only my son was a real sorcerer like my dear nephew.

Come on, let's go for a walk!

Something smells in this rat hole.

This is all your fault.

You dirty blue things! I'm going to wate rise you.

Oh no, I'm too handsome to get waste rise.

We got it wrong from the beginning.

What Gargamel's mother wants, is for her son to be a great sorcerer.

Of course, we need to help Gargamel impress his mother with the spell.

It's the only way to Smurf out of here.

Any last words before?

Oh, what a horrible tragedy for us to get smurfed and take

the secret of the ultimate evil position with us.

But, Willow, we cannot reveal that secret to him.

It would be terrible.

Who knows what he could do with the power of the ultimate

evil to impress his dreadful mother?

Fine.

I won't waste arise you, provide

you make that potion for me.

Oh, what a machiavellian idea you have there, Gargamel.

All right, then.

It'll be ready in an hour.

An hour? that's too long.

Mummy will be back any minute now.

You could keep her waiting with some fake torture spells.

Oh, yes.

Can I play the victim, please?

I've been taking acting classes with Poet.

Why pretend? I know a ton of terrible evil spells.

Fake spells!

Or else you don't get the ultimate evil potion.

Deal.

(MEOWS)

I have a surprise for you, I'm sure you're going to love it.

I've been working on my torture spells.

Allow me to demonstrate on this smurf.

We'll see about that.

Safimenta, evolous extremus.

Oh, heavens.

What's happening to me?

I'm suffering so much inside.

You like it? Wait

mummy, I can do both.

Really?

It's good, isn't?

Oh my... I underestimated you.

I always thought you were a good for nothing.

But you might be a good sorcerer after all.

Maybe even as good as Marmagel.

A hug!

No hugging!

Gargamel, it's ready!

Potion is ready!

What potion?

Mummy, I have a big surprise.

For Mother's Day.

Really?

This potion,

gives the power of ultimate evil to whoever drinks it!

The power of ultimate evil is my gift.

All right, mummy.

Is it working mummy?

Thank you, my dear son.

I love so much. Come here and kiss me.

Mu-mu-mu-mum-...

Mummy? Thank you?

A kiss? Really?

Oh, yes.

Thank you for this beautiful gift.

For your dear mummy,

my baby.

(KISSES)

(LAUGHS)

(SCREAMS)

Come here, let mummy kiss you!

Give your mummy a hug!

Time for us to smurf out of here.

Papa Smurf, I think we smurfed the wrong potion.

Oh, dear. What a shame, Willow!

We gave them the potion of ultimate love!

(LAUGH)