[chattering]
He shouldn't be long. It's not like my brother to be late.
Ha. A little appetizer while we wait for Geronimo?
Mm. Delicious, chef. You'll have earned the title
of the Grand Cheese Masterpiece. Is the award ceremony tomorrow?
[speaks in French]
[in English] I have been preparing for this great moment.
I have made my most splendid creation to show at the ceremony.
This will be my Grand Cheese Masterpiece.
Oh, Geronimo, over here.
Ah, Geronimo, my dear friend, how are you?
[sniffs]
[coughing]
Are you trying to poison me?
[Thea gasps]
[all and gasping and shrieking]
This Ukrainian Parmesan is moldy.
No, not at all. This is vintage, the best of my cheese cellar.
Best of your cellar? This tastes like your cellar, moldy.
-What? -This restaurant isn't what it used to be.
It may have an excellent reputation, but it won't keep that for long.
Geronimo, what has gotten into you?
Common sense.
I'll never set foot in here again.
[Thea] Hmm.
♪ 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 outta site and in the know ♪
♪ Go! ♪
♪ He's the one we call Geronimo ♪
[computer beeping]
-[Benjamin] B-12? -[gulps, then groans]
Cheddar chunks, you sank my battleship.
Ha. Five in a row. Not your lucky day, huh?
Ah! It's a message from Chef Ricardo.
[door opens]
-So, what do you have to say for yourself? -Well, give him a chance to explain.
Yeah, what did Chef Ricardo ever do to you?
Uh... Um...
-Nothing. -You call what you did last night nothing?
What are you talking about, Thea?
Ricardo may never speak to you again.
-Look, he just sent a message. [gasps] -What's it say?
"I never want to see you again.
You're no longer my friend. Leave the planet"?
What have I done?
[grumbles]
Geronimo, I see you're making friends.
It's front-page news.
-[gasps] This photo's a fake. -It was you.
I don't know.
But whatever happened, I have to apologize even if I haven't done anything.
Look at this.
It's Truffolon.
Whoa. Nordic triple-cream Truffolon. Extremely rare cheese.
Creamy, yet sharp, with a sassy slap of mint.
Not a bad way to apologize to a friend, eh, Uncle G?
Benjamin, you're right.
-You're serious about this? -I hope he likes it.
[whistling]
There you are, you hooligan.
Ooh! Ow, ow, ow!
-Oh, that hurts. -That's for what you did yesterday,
cutting in front of me at the market. Brute!
[Geronimo grunting]
But-- But it wasn't me.
Ow, ow!
[sniffs]
[swishing]
[gargling]
Geronimo Stilton, this Truffolon is magnificent.
With a sassy slap of mint.
[laughs]
Oh, I laugh, but I do love the mint.
I am happy my old friend is back.
-[laughs] So am I. -The Truffolon arrived just in time
to add it to my Masterpiece. Tomorrow, I'll present it to the public.
[all] Ooh!
I'd love if The Rodent's Gazette
-would cover the event. -I would be very honored.
Our plan backfired. We have to try something else.
See? Just a misunderstanding.
Stealing ice cream from a child. You monster.
Ooh! [crying]
There he is. He's the one who stole my seat on the bus. Get him.
[gasps, then yells]
How did you get an entire city to hate you?
-Oh. There must be an explanation. -Huh. Maybe you have a split personality,
-like Jekyll and Hyde. -Could it be amnesia?
You need to see a doctor. Come on.
Huh? Uh, catch you later. Something I wanna check out.
[siren wailing]
Uh-huh. Uh-- Uh, yes. Mm-hm.
Ooh. Mm-hm.
I see. Yes. Of course. Just as I thought. Mm-hm.
-What is it, doctor? -I have no idea.
But as a precaution, I'm going to put you on a cheese-free diet.
What?
A strict one.
No cheese at all.
[Geronimo] No!
[Ben Pad beeping]
Now to improve the resolution.
Huh? Why's Uncle G carrying The Daily Rat?
Hmm.
[Geronimo whimpering]
Well, this is serious. A cheese-free diet? What are you gonna do?
What can I do?
You better go home, get some rest.
Hey, coz, if things don't work out, can I have your car?
[phone rings]
Hmm. "Interested in a scoop on the Masterpiece?
Come to 26 Fieldmice Street. Signed, Anonymous."
-You're not thinking of going? -It will take my mind off cheese.
-A cheese factory? [groans] -I told you, you should have gone home.
That's odd. The door's open, but the place seems closed.
Let's split up. I take the front, you go around back.
Hmm.
[gasp]
Okay, focus.
It's not about the cheese.
Huh?
Hmm. "Turn right at the Brie, then left at the Swiss.
The next clue is one that you cannot miss."
Hmm.
Oh. 1965, that was a good year for cheddar.
No, no. Focus. Focus.
Oh.
"If you want to learn more, go to the second floor."
[gulps]
This can't be good.
[impostor] Operation mouse trap accomplished.
Geronimo?
Geronimo.
[both grunt]
Hey, watch where you're going.
[chuckles] Uh...
-Did you see anything? -It was a false alarm. Let's go.
Huh?
Hurry up and get on.
You don't know how to drive a motorcycle.
[chuckles] What are you talking abou--? Oh. I don't know what came over me.
Wait a sec, this doesn't make any sense.
Uncle G doesn't have a pocket watch.
[grunting]
Wait, what am I thinking? I'll just call Thea.
[phone ringing]
Hmm. His phone went dead.
[grunting]
Hello?
[yells]
I knew it. My cousin has secret cheese hidden all over his office.
-I have to save him from himself. -[Benjamin over phone] Trap.
[shrieks]
I wasn't sneaking around your office taking all your cheese.
It's me, Benjamin.
-Oh, good. Uh, don't tell your uncle. -Where is Uncle G? His phone's dead.
Oh, he and Thea went to investigate some warehouse.
-Anything else you remember? -Nope.
Oh! There was something about a mysterious text message.
-From who? -I said it was mysterious.
Maybe I can trace where the text came from. [gasps]
You're back.
[sniffs]
Ooh. [chuckles]
-I could use a little snack. -No.
No cheese, remember? Your diet.
My diet?
Oh, right. Maybe a drink of water, then.
Thea, come here, quick.
-I think Geronimo's an impostor. -Well, he's acting weird.
-I thought I told you no cheese. -Eh, I'll start my diet tomorrow.
-Ask him what time it is. -What?
Uh, Geronimo, what time is it?
Ooh, it's time for the New Mouse City Nuggets game.
If that's an impostor, then where is Uncle G?
[Thea] Hmm.
[grunting]
Luckily, when the floor gave I landed in soft cheeses.
Thea. So, did you see anything?
Come on, we need to talk.
Now it makes sense. An impostor pretending to be me.
That explains everything.
-The Daily Rat? -Get to the bottom of this.
-Me? -She won't know you're an impostor
-impersonating the impostor. -That makes me not an impostor?
Exactly, it can't fail.
I don't care what it takes. Just do it or you're fired.
Oh, my little pookiekins, yes!
On second thought, don't bother coming in tomorrow.
[Geronimo] Uh...
-Um, excuse me? -What are you doing here?
Checking in. Making sure everything is going to plan.
Plan? You eat the Grand Cheese Masterpiece
and make Geronimo look like a fool, that's the plan.
I eat the-- Right, like we talked about.
[laughs] Yes, yes. Now, now, get over to the restaurant before I fire you.
Yes, did you see mommykins threaten her employees?
Oh, yes. Yes, she did.
Yes, she did.
[clattering]
Another one. Man, he's got cheese stashed everywhere.
[yelling]
[grunting]
[squeaks]
Ha. I gotta get me one of these.
Huh? Trap, what's going on?
Um...
Nothing.
What's that?
This? I'm making sure that you stay on your diet.
Hold on. I'm not sick. There's been an impostor.
I don't need to be on a diet. Give me that cheese. I'm starving.
[grunting]
[laughing]
Very funny.
Fortunately, I keep a supply of emergency cheese.
Wha--? My secret cheese, it's gone.
I tried to help with your diet, so, I got rid of it.
-What? -Well, there is this one you can have.
No, thanks. You already fooled me once.
No, it's--
I don't want it.
Okay.
What? I found it up there.
[toy squeaks]
[sighs]
So, what happened with Sally?
She wants my impostor to eat the Grand Masterpiece.
You'll get blamed for it. What are you gonna do?
Hmm.
I'll give Sally a dose of her own medicine.
I didn't know she was sick. Should we get her a card, too?
Oh. [laughing]
You missed one.
What's wrong?
[coughs]
I don't think that was cheese.
[dog barking]
Ah, the bums, what a bunch of losers. That was a horrible game.
Uncle G, what are you doing here?
Don't you have to get to the Regal Rodent for the presentation?
What? Oh, you're right.
Rubber Ducky, Sly Fox. The chicken has flown the coop.
What? What chicken?
[sighs]
The impostor is on his way.
[chattering]
Make sure you get a picture. Don't make me fire you.
[gulps]
-Thank you. You're a good friend. -I hope you're right about this.
Everything should go to plan. Thea should be here soon.
[knock on door]
Do you have any idea how many pet stores I went to?
It's all for a good cause.
[chattering]
[mellow jazz music playing]
-They haven't started yet. -Good, let's get this over with.
-The chicken has landed. -Uh, what?
[sighs]
The impostor's inside. You're good to go.
-Is everything okay? -No.
There's a chicken on the loose in the city.
That's terrible. They're filthy creatures.
No time to worry about that. I'm here. I mean, my impostor's here.
Oui, we must go.
We are gathered tonight
to present the Cheese Masterpiece Grand Prize to our friend Chef Ricardo.
[audience clapping and chattering]
[man] That was wonderful.
[chuckles, then speaks in French]
[in English] Thank you, all.
On this occasion, Chef Ricardo will present his Grand Cheese Masterpiece,
the crowning achievement of his outstanding career.
[Simon snoring]
Wake up, you fool. Here it comes.
[impostor chuckles, all gasp]
This looks good enough to eat.
And I think I will.
[all gasping]
[squeaking]
[grunting]
Lucky those toys come in different sizes.
That's made for a Great Dane.
[grumbling]
Just eat it, you fool!
[grunting]
[all gasping]
Hey, that's not Geronimo.
Uh-oh.
Oh, you've ruined everything.
The plan was to make people think it's Geronimo. You're fired!
And you've been caught.
Oh, get your hands off me. Don't you know who I am?
My lawyers will speak to you all!
Thank you, Geronimo, for saving my Grand Cheese Masterpiece.
[audience chattering]
[Geronimo chuckles]
-Not a bad picture, eh? -Sally made the front page, too.
[Geronimo] It'll be a long time before Sally lives this down.
Yo, G, Chef Ricardo sent this over especially for you.
"To my friend Geronimo.
May this gift of rare cheeses say thanks for all you've done."
[chuckles]
Well, this is nice.
And I haven't had a chance to make up for my diet.
[chuckles]
And now's the time.
Oh, Uncle G. It's empty.
[Geronimo gasps]
What happened?
I felt bad for taking all your cheese.
So, I hid this cheese all over the office. Ha!
But I'm starving.
[panting and whimpering]
Trust me, he's happier this way.
Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Where did he--?
Nope, not there. Not there either.
You're getting cold, cold. Warm. No, cold. Freezing.