La flûte à six schtroumpfs

[Johan and Peewit are sailing to where Matthew McCreep is hiding out]

Peewit:
Ohhh I'm so sick. I think I'm going to die.

Johan:
Oh yes, yes.

Peewit:
What do you mean "Yes yes"?

Johan:
All right, no no.

[a merchant is trying to sell musical instruments]

Merchant:
A music box?

Le roi:
No!

Merchant:
How about a triangle?

Le roi:
NO!

Merchant:
Not even a deal on a flute?

Le roi:
NO MORE!

Johan:
You fool!

Le roi:
I can't believe this! Now take your things and get out of here before Peewit sees you

Merchant:
Should I come back tomorrow?

Johan:
Get going!

Le roi:
If I ever see you again you'll be locked up in a dungeon. Forced to listen to Peewit's singing! AND THAT'S THE WORST TORTURE IN THE WORLD!

Peewit:
Someone's playing a joke on me. And I don't like it!

Le grand Schtroumpf:
Those other smurfs are all a hundred years old and they think they are all grown up now.

Johan:
A hundred?

Peewit:
Well then how old are you?

Le grand Schtroumpf:
On my last birthday, I turned 542.

Peewit:
Oh boy! You sure don't look it!

Peewit:
Is there a merchant here for me? Well where is he?

Johan:
He was here but he had to leave very quickly. He wanted to... uh congratulate you on your musical talents and I think he's sorry he missed you.

Peewit:
Oh I'm sorry I missed him. If he appreciates good music I could've treated him to the ballad that I played last night. It would've sounded even better today too.

Johan:
It would? Why is that?

Peewit:
Well last night I was missing two strings.

[everyone is relaying buckets of water to Peewit who throws them on the fireplace then he is given a jug]

Peewit:
Wait! This is wine! [drinks it] It's good wine. [hiccups]

Peewit:
I'm so sick!

Le grand Schtroumpf:
Peewit, be brave. You'll soon feel better.

Brainy Smurf:
Hopefully you weren't foolish enough to eat bad food. Like strawberries with onions and tuna.

Peewit:
[after Mccreep steals the magic flute from Peewit. Peewit is running around the castle with an ax in his hand] I'll cut him up! The scoundrel! The thief! Where are you hiding you sneak? You filthy robber! Think you can make me dance? I'll teach you to dance! I'll give you dance lessons! [chops a stool in half] Half price! Ohhhhhhh!

[first lines]

Narrator:
Once upon a time... wait a minute! This isn't just another once upon a time story. This story doesn't follow the book at all. It all began in a kingdom a long time ago in the middle ages. By decree of the good king, the kingdom was having a great celebration.

Peewit:
HEY!

[King jumps]

Peewit:
Look what I found in the ashes! I found a flute!

Johan:
Oh no!

[slaps hand to forehead... ]

Peewit:
And a strange, strange thing about this flute: it only has six holes ~hu-huh~ I would like to know what IDIOT threw this flute in the fire! [Johan snickers, but the King grumbles]

Peewit:
It is such a fine instrument! [attempts to play it only to blow soot all over Johan and King, covering them from head to toe]

[Homnibus tries to put Peewit to sleep again. in order to return him to the Smurfs, but falls asleep himself]

Johan:
Oh, great - now you've put *him* to sleep!