(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 ##

(upbeat music)

(indistinct chatter)

-Careful!

-Can't wait to decorate the hill

for the Spring Festival.

-Yeah, me too.

Let's hope Greedy won't smurf his face

with the entire buffet before we get there.

(both laughing)

-Eat me. Eat me, please.

Well, if you insist, little muffin.

(munching)

Oh.

Uh... (sniffs, gasps)

-Stop right there.

-But Chef, I haven't smurfed anything yet.

-I know you, Greedy.

You cannot hang around

the kitchen today.

-But you love it when I sample your dishes

and tell you how good they are, don't you?

-True.

Hey, come back! I'm almost done

with my very fragile soufflé for the festival.

No one gets close and especially not...

-A giant soufflé?

Can I taste it?

-No.

-Oh, I understand.

I just wanted to help.

But I guess I'll just join the rest of the Smurfs

at the festival and wait for you there.

(somber music)

I'm sure the soufflé

is as good as everything else you cook.

Of course, going there alone is a sacrifice for me.

But I know when I'm not wanted.

-Greedy, wait. You can smurf in and help.

But I really need you to stay away from the food, okay?

-I promise!

-(sighs) Holy saucepans.

I'm sure I'm gonna regret this.

-Whoa!

This is the most beautiful buffet ever!

-No!

This is for the festival,

not for you.

-(stomach grumbles)

But I'm hungry.

Oh!

-Hold it! I know that look.

You found my famous berry pie.

Hands off, Greedy.

-It looks smurftastic, Chef.

-The secret is to let the berries cook enough

so they are juicy and warm

when you put them in the pie.

And then it's all about how much love

you pour in the batter.

Hmm! Hmm?

-(gulping)

(belches)

Oh!

-Wo... -Greedy!

You promised to stay away from the food.

You promised, Greedy.

And you duped me.

-But I had to taste those carrots.

They looked smurfingly good.

-Holy cream puffs.

You're gonna regret that!

(screaming)

-I got it!

(grunts)

-Greedy, you... (screams)

Ugh.

I smurfed my ankle.

-Your ankle?

Let me help you, Chef.

-Don't touch me, Greedy.

Get Doc instead.

He'll know exactly what to do.

-Doc isn't here.

He's already at the festival.

Everyone's there.

The village is all empty.

-The soufflé!

How am I going to take it

to the festival?

-I'll do it.

-(laughs) Are you serious?

Oh, you are serious.

-Of course I am.

-Impossible!

First, the soufflé is extremely fragile.

And second, you will take five steps

and smurf it all down in one gulp.

-I swear on my favorite cake

that I won't touch the soufflé.

-(sighs)

What other choice do I have?

(light music)

-(grunting)

-This is no time for a break.

Keep going or we'll never make it.

This way, Greedy.

-(grunts)

-Much better, Greedy.

Why are you stopping?

And what are you doing on the floor?

Smurf up and push. We're late already.

-Say, Chef, aren't soufflés supposed to be light?

(stomach grumbles)

Ugh.

You got a snack?

-Huh? -Hungry.

-No time for snack breaks, Greedy.

The soufflé could deflate any moment now.

-Oh.

Okay, then.

I'll keep it in case of emergencies.

(grunting)

I can't go on.

(groans)

(stomach grumbles) I'm starving.

-No matter what, Greedy,

don't you dare touch that soufflé.

-I promise.

(sniffing)

Oh!

(whimpering)

-Stop! Don't touch that soufflé!

Ah!

What have you done?

-Hey!

Where are you going?

-No!

-My snacks are in the wagon!

-Help, Greedy!

Help!

(dramatic music)

(screams)

Greedy, help!

(screams)

-Ah! I'm coming, Chef.

-(screaming)

(both screaming)

-(grunts)

(sighs) Chef, the soufflé is intact!

(bird chirping)

Come on, Chef.

Stop sulking.

Look at your soufflé.

It's fine.

Hmm?

Well, hello, birdie.

You're so cute.

Hey, no one touches that soufflé.

If I can't have it, you can't either!

(bird whistles)

(birds chirping)

-Hmm? -Greedy, I think we should go.

(both scream)

-(panting)

-Watch out, Greedy.

We're gonna get stuck!

Greedy, get us out of here

before the snake digests the soufflé!

-(grunting)

We're safe.

-Good job, Greedy.

-Oh, thank you, Chef.

(stomach grumbles)

-Stop that gurgling right now.

-I'm just hungry.

It's been so long since I last ate.

-You smurfed your face with carrot slices before we left.

-Oh, yeah. Those were good.

-And what happened to those snacks you brought with you?

-Those are for emergencies.

-(growling)

-Stop that gurgling!

-It wasn't me, Chef.

-(gasps)

-(sniffing)

(growls)

-Oh, no!

My soufflé!

No! Eat me, but not my soufflé!

Greedy!

-Of course!

This is an emergency.

Hey, Mr. Bear.

How about some honey on toast instead?

(grunts)

-(screams)

-(grunting)

Is the soufflé all right, Chef?

-Yes, it's fine.

(birds chirping)

Good job, Greedy.

Thank you for saving us from that bear.

-I did it for the soufflé, you know.

-I have to admit, I'm impressed.

You sacrificed a lot for the soufflé.

-Oh. Well, thank you, Chef.

I promised to deliver an intact and entire soufflé

to the festival,

and that is what I'm going to do.

Hmm? (cackles)

Azrael, see what a genius I am?

I found some Smurfs without even looking for them.

(meows)

Let's follow them. (chuckles)

The river! We've almost arrived.

We just need to cross it and we're there.

-Well done, Greedy.

(cackles) Huh?

Hello, Smurfs.

(both scream)

-(meows)

-(both scream)

Move, you stupid cat!

We're smurfed, Greedy.

Save yourself and run.

-And leave the soufflé to Gargamel?

Never!

You won't get away from me!

(grunting)

Take this! And that, and that!

Hang on, Chef.

This might get bumpy.

(grunting)

(screams)

(screams)

It'll take more than a little water to stop me.

Huh? (cackles)

Whoa!

(cackles)

The great Gargamel never loses his balance.

Mummy would be so proud of me.

Dearest mummy.

(cat meows) Hmm?

(yowls)

(screams)

(both cheering)

I hate those Smurfs, and I hate water!

Azrael! Do something, you stupid cat!

(light music)

Ta-da!

(blowing horn)

-Look! Here comes the soufflé.

(all exclaiming)

-Look at that!

-We did it, Greedy.

-(panting)

Chef, Greedy, finally!

What took you so long?

We took the time we needed, Brainy.

Papa Smurf always says we have to be on time.

And... hmm?

(screams)

Greedy here was a true hero and managed to bring us...

Me and my delicious soufflé...

Safe and smurf to the festival.

-(cheers and applause) -Way to go!

-He's proof beyond a shadow of a smurf

that he deserves our trust.

Therefore, Greedy, you shall have the first bite.

-Really?

I don't know what to say.

-You deserve it.

(all) Greedy! Greedy! Greedy! Greedy!

-Go on, taste it! -Hooray!

(air whistling)

(somber music)

-Me, I don't like flat soufflés.