-Uncle G, is this a race or a chase? -Neither. The mayor promised
an interview on the Centennial Celebration.
The Daily Rat's been beating me to the stories recently.
Nobody is going to out-scoop me this time.
This story is all--
[chattering]
-Rats. -The only reporter the new mayor agreed
to speak with is Geronimo Stilton.
Oh. That's me.
But I already let you in to interview the new mayor.
-What are you doing out here? -That's impossible.
-I smell a rat from The Daily Rat. -I double that. Come on.
[reporters gasp]
Ah! Just as I thought.
Simon Squealer.
[chuckling]
♪ Who's the mouse who's fun and witty Scoops the news for New Mouse City ♪
♪ Geronimo! ♪
♪ He's amazing, he's terrific Watch out, world, he's cheddarific ♪
♪ He's out of sight and in the know ♪
♪ Go! ♪
♪ He's the one we call Geronimo! ♪
Oh. I can't believe I was scooped by Simon Squealer posing as me.
How'd he know the mayor gave you the exclusive?
I don't know, but this is the kind of underhanded tactic
I'd expect from Simon's boss, Sally Rasmaussen.
[Ben Pad beeping]
Heads up. News flash.
Now my big story on the city's Centennial Celebration
is nothing more than tabloid trash.
Sally Rasmaussen, with news so hot, it'll singe your fur.
Only The Daily Rat has the scoop from the mayor
on New Mouse City's 100-year anniversary celebration.
Ooh, the celebration's going to be super-big.
Bigger than super-big.
And we've got a super-secret celebrity to host.
Of course, I can't tell you who it's going to be,
but it'll be super and big.
[laughs]
Secrets are meant to be spilled. You can count on The Daily Rat
to spill this one.
We'll find out the secret celebrity, or my name isn't---
Rasmaussen has done it to me again.
Great interview with the new mayor, G.
Hey, when did you start working for The Daily Rat?
That's not me. It's Simon Squealer disguised as me.
Oh, so, scooped again, huh?
[sighs] Yup.
Well, let's see.
New Mouse City Sewer Project, Cheese Sculpting Festival,
the Floating Mummy Hand of Casterburg, and now the Centennial Celebration.
That's four to zip.
Not good, coz.
I know.
My research and notes for the interview with the mayor are worthless now.
[sighs]
It's weird that The Daily Rat steals all your stories.
Maybe Sally bugged your office.
[clock ticking]
-Or maybe there's a-- -A spy.
That's gotta be it.
Sally's got someone snooping around your office.
A spy? I don't think so.
I don't know. A spy would explain a lot.
I can't believe someone I work with might be a spy for The Daily Rat.
It's a tough hunk of cheese to swallow, but we have to consider it.
Don't worry, I'll take care of security.
Uh... [chuckles] Wrong hat.
Shh. Gotta check for bugs.
[Geronimo & Benjamin shriek]
My computer.
Don't worry, it's clean.
No.
Stop, Trap.
Not my--
Well, coz, I think it's safe to say, no bugs in your office.
[knock on door]
Hold your whiskers. This could be dangerous.
[grunting]
Satisfied?
Hmm. Better check for booby traps.
I declare this one safe. Everyone can relax.
"This is a secure phone. I'll call you with further instructions."
[phone beeping]
-Probably no one you wanted to talk to. -Trap, this could've been important.
-Now it's ruined. -Who delivered it?
They might be in the building.
-Find anything? -Not yet.
[Trap] I did.
What is it?
A chocolate-covered cheese bar. These are awesome.
Uncle G, quick. Look.
[engine revs]
I bet that's him.
Thanks.
-[Geronimo] Stop! -We can still catch him.
-Um, taxis drive too fast. Take my car. -We wanna go fast.
No, we want to go safe.
-Sorry, only room for two. -Nonsense, I can squeeze in.
[all grunting]
Uncle G, I can't feel my lips.
-[Geronimo] The motorcycle went this way. -[Trap] No. Turn right. He went that way.
On second thought, I can't fit!
[tires squeal]
I'll just wait here, okay?
I'm mapping his route. He's headed out of the city.
Turn right. Turn right. [horn honking] Wrong way! Wrong way!
[Geronimo] There he goes.
Balloons. [shrieks]
[both scream]
[tires squealing]
[Geronimo] I can't see.
[Benjamin] Left turn.
Ah. See? That wasn't so hard.
[sighs]
This is it. Be careful. Don't know who or what is waiting for us--
[woman singing, then screaming]
[Benjamin] Cheese and crackers.
[singing]
[Geronimo] Talia Squeaks?
Whoa. It's Talia Squeaks, the singer.
[chuckles]
Ah, a fan. And, Geronimo. I didn't expect you to come so quickly.
-You know Talia Squeaks? -Talia, this is my nephew, Benjamin.
[chuckles bashfully]
We're old friends. I knew her when her singing sounded like squeaks.
[chuckles] That's how I got my name.
And now your voice is famous.
-But we heard a scream. -That was my vocal warm-up.
-What's the emergency? -I'm the secret celebrity
-for the Centennial Celebration. -Awesome. I mean... awesome.
I need it to stay a secret.
-How can I help? -Paparazzi are everywhere,
especially The Daily Rat. Only a matter of time before they find me.
You're the only reporter I trust to keep my identity secret
until the celebration. Will you?
Uh, anything for a friend. You can count on me.
And me.
Ms. Squeaks, paparazzi spotted in the bushes.
[Talia shrieks]
Distract them. We'll get Talia to the city.
[paparazzi shouting nearby]
[reporters] Hey! Hey!
[all shouting indistinctly]
Uh, Uncle G? Two-seater.
[Geronimo] Then how about that truck?
[mooing]
[Sally] I want the name of that secret celebrity now!
I think a little more lift in the front would be good.
Find what Stilton is working on. He knows.
[glass breaking]
Ooh. That color makes my little piggies look perky.
I hate perky!
[chattering]
Okay, which one of you is a spy?
Hmm. That one looks suspicious.
An umbrella? Ha!
What does she know that I don't?
[thunder rumbling]
Oh. Heh.
The weather report.
[chuckles] Sorry. It'll keep the paparazzi from finding you.
Whoa. That's Sally's car. What's she doing here?
-You brought me to your office? -[chuckles]
It's not a five-cheese hotel, but no one will look for you here.
Reporters? We can't trust anybody.
We need a diversion to draw them away.
I know the person for creating diversions.
[phone ringing]
I'm on it, little B. One king-sized diversion coming up.
Trap? You called Trap? He's going to ruin everything.
I mean, Trap's good.
[clears throat] Sometimes.
What's taking Trap so long?
I wish I knew. We just need something simple.
[Trap over speaker] Attention, residents of New Mouse City.
-Oh, no. -[reporter 1] Hey, what are you doing?
[Trap] Greetings, micelings.
I come to you from outer space.
[reporter 2] Hey, me first. That's my alien exclusive.
Hmm. Something's going on. You there, nameless employee.
There's news and I'm missing it. Finish this later.
Ah-ah-ah! Wipe your feet. On second thought, throw away your shoes.
[chimes]
[gasps] Geronimo, you did it.
[grunts, then chuckles]
Yes, yes. We did it. Let's see how Trap's doing.
Mr. Alien, sir. Yoo-hoo.
Hi, mayor.
Uh, I mean, I am the alien.
Meeting you pleases me.
I am known as Tra-- I mean, Trapa--
Trapalon.
Oh. [chuckles]
Greetings. Allow me to present you with the key to our fair city.
You-- Uh...
You do come in peace, right?
Hmm. Yes.
[gulps]
[cheering]
Here's the key to my house, and to my car.
I'm authorized, by me, of course, to surrender immediately.
You are now the leader for life of our city. [chuckles nervously]
Leader for life? Really? Wow.
[all chanting] Leader for life! Leader for life!
-Trap's plan is working. -A little too well.
We interrupt this alien invasion
with a special Sally Scoop from Sally Rasmaussen.
The alien is old news.
Truth-teller Sally has a real scoop.
I know the identity of the secret celebrity.
-[all] What? -Keep watching for updates.
She scooped us again.
But how?
[sighs]
[burps]
Delicious. What's next?
-[Geronimo & Benjamin grunting] -[Benjamin] Excuse me.
Trap, Trap.
We need to talk.
The office spy tipped Sally again.
Trap? Why does that name sound so familiar?
Hey, he's no alien. It's Geronimo Stilton's cousin.
[all gasping]
What? Then no key to the city.
And leader for life?
Uh-uh. Not gonna happen.
[jeering]
This was all his idea.
Uh, me? No. I mean, yes. But it was for a good cause. Honest.
Scamper.
[Geronimo] We have to find out who the spy is, and fast.
[Benjamin] I have an idea. We have to get to your office.
[Trap] Guys, don't know about you,
but my garbage can is full of crunchy snacks.
Mm. Oh, wait. They have legs.
[screams]
Sally Rasmaussen here with another Sally Scoop.
Our alien visitor was just a hoax by Geronimo Stilton and his cousin.
The real scoop is that I will soon reveal
the identity of New Mouse City's secret celebrity.
And cut.
You don't know who the celebrity is?
-[all] Sorry, Ms. Rasmaussen. -My source at Stilton's says
Geronimo is hiding the secret celebrity. My reputation's at stake!
Oh, I'll find out who Geronimo is hiding
if I have to knock down his office building myself.
[cackles]
[grunts] That should do it. I'm sending the feed to my Ben Pad.
-It's our turn to spy on the office. -Nice work.
I'm glad you are happy. I trusted you, and now everyone knows my secret.
Yo, G-man. Time for a security update.
"0900 hours. No suspicious employee activity.
0900 hours and five minutes. Unsuspicious activity continues.
-09--" -Tell me if you found anything.
Nope. Although one guy did take an extra-long lunch break.
Bubbling Swiss Cheese, it's Salia Tweaks.
I mean, Talia Squeaks. Do you know who you are?
Yes, I know who I am.
And we're trying to keep it a secret.
My lips are sealed.
I gotta tell my buddies. They'll never believe I met--
It's a secret, remember?
But if Sally knows that Talia is the celebrity,
-why isn't she telling everyone? -Good point.
Unless... That's it.
Sally's bluffing. She doesn't know, and we need to keep it that way.
So, another diversion?
No, something bigger.
Bigger than an alien invasion?
Well, um... something more believable.
A fake scoop.
Oh. Her assistant is waiting. We can sneak Laura Limburger out the back.
Boss, hot off the press. It's Laura Limburger.
-They're sneaking her out now. -Don't let them out of your sight.
On my way.
So, Laura Limburger is the secret celebrity.
[paparazzi shouting nearby]
[chuckles] The rats have taken the bait.
[sirens wailing]
[cackles] You can't get away now.
You've just been scooped by Sally Rasmaussen.
Here's your secret celebrity, just like Sally promised. It's...
Laura Limburger, the internationally renowned opera singer.
Laura, how does it feel to be scooped by Sally Rasmaussen?
It feels magnificent, and it makes me wanna sing.
[gasps, then babbles]
[singing] ♪ A slice of cheese If you please ♪
♪ But no Limburger It'll make me sneeze ♪
[sneezes]
Oh! Give me that microphone.
[laughing]
Mayor, I'd like to present your secret celebrity.
And still a secret, thanks to Geronimo and Benjamin.
[mayor chuckles] Ooh!
Nice work, boys.
In light of your service to the city and Ms. Squeaks,
I'm going to forget that whole alien mouse misunderstanding.
[chuckles]
-Thank you, Mr. Mayor, sir. -Now if you'll excuse me,
I've got a celebration to start.
Thank you. I couldn't have done it without you.
And now the moment you've all been waiting for.
New Mouse City is proud to present our secret celebrity.
Gotta run.
[mayor] Talia Squeaks.
In the fall, I plan to go on tour.
Singing is the most important part of my life,
-next to friends like you. -There you have it,
an exclusive interview with Talia Squeaks.
Until next time, I'm Geronimo Stilton.
Be well and be good.
Way to go. You finally scooped The Daily Rat.
[sighs] Yes, but we never did find out who our spy was.
We haven't looked at the camera footage yet.
Ha! The spy fell for our trap.
[Geronimo] Those are my notes. That's how Sally was able to scoop me.
[Benjamin] But who is he?
Me?
-You? -Uncle G?
Wait, look what you're doing now.
You're just throwing out your old notes. So what?
So, that explains why we saw Sally snooping around our Dumpster.
She went through the trash to dig out my notes.
That's how she got information.
I wonder if she found that old lamp I threw out.
I'd like to have it back.
So, turns out that I was the spy all along. You know what this means?
You'll turn yourself in and go off to jail?
What? No. I'm buying a paper shredder.
[all laughing]
[Trap] As your head of security, I have to take you in for spying.
[Geronimo] Huh?