The Smurfs2011

Gargamel:
Oh, Azrael, we've come so far, yet I am haunted by the same familiar problem: how to find the Smurfs. If only I had a... [Azrael hacks and coughs]

Gargamel:
I'm sorry, is my thinking interrupting your vile habit? If only I had something of theirs: a drop of spittle, a fingernail, some hair even, then I could use my magic to hunt them down! [Azrael coughs out a hairball]

Gargamel:
Very nice. Are you done now?

Azrael:
Meow! [points at the hairball]

Gargamel:
I don't want to look at it! What? YUCK! WHAT?... Is that...? No. No, it can't be... it is! The tiny locks of Smurfette! Oh, sweet follicular ambrosia! Oh, sweet strands of joy... mixed with a fair amount of cat vomit. [holds up the hair]