Producer Smurf: “I’m back! No thanks to you! Not very smurfy running off and leaving me to get smurfed up by gremlins.”
Charlee: “Everybody tried to get you to come with us. You’re the one who insisted on staying to eat roots and berries.”
Producer Smurf: “Uh-huh. Well maybe next time you could smurf me why you’re in such a smurf to smurf your smurfs out of smurf instead of just smurfing me to smurf.”
Charlee: “What?”
Chaplin: “Just tell him okay.”
Charlee: “Um, okay.”
Producer Smurf: “Smurfy.”

Chaplin: “So when did you start driving around in a little car?”
Producer Smurf: “When? I’ll smurf you when! It was when I got put into a full body cast after getting smurfed with a steel plate by those little green monsters! I had to borrow Papa Smurf’s Fiat and let me tell you, I can barely smurf it in this cast.”
Mouse: “Does Papa Smurf know you ‘borrowed’ his car?”
Producer Smurf: “Mind your own business, Mouse, nobody’s smurfing to you.”

Chaplin: “So you have trouble driving the car? Does it move erratically and make sudden stops, starts, and directional changes?”
Producer Smurf: “Yeah, maybe. Why do you ask?”

Soon …

Producer Smurf: “AHHH! Stop it! You’re smurfing up the paint on Papa Smurf’s car! He’s going to smurf me!”
Chaplin: “But this is so much fun!”
Producer Smurf: “It’s not fun for me!”
Chaplin: “Who said anything about you?”
Mouse: “What’s all that racket? And where did you brother go?”
Charlee: “He’s chasing the smurf and his little car all around the house.”