[Geronimo] Bring the meteorological review "Pea-soup Fog hits New Mouse City"
on the front page and put the "Upcoming Mouse Music Festival" to page 9.
Ah. Delicious.
No, no, no, not you. Sorry. Keep me in the loop, right?
[Geronimo sighs]
Now, where did I put my notes
on this Brie-smelling monster Thea told me about?
It's supposed to live on the docks. [grumbles] Another fake monster story.
Hmm. What's that?
Oh! My article on a breakthrough in cheese slicing technology.
-I should have sent it in three days ago. -Too much is too much.
You need a break, or you will break.
[Benjamin] Uncle G loves being busy. Holidays are pointless.
Unless you give him a scoop, he won't budge.
Geronimo, quick, a witness has seen it on the docks again.
[sighs]
Okay, I'll go. But only to prove that there is no monster.
I'll be right back.
-Where are they going? -And he's not stressed?
♪ 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 ♪
[Geronimo grunting]
Thea, what was I thinking? It's cold, it's damp, I can't see a thing.
It's supposed to smell like rotten Brie.
-We'll know it's near. -I don't believe in monsters,
especially ones that smell like rotten cheese. I'm going back.
-[Benjamin & Trap scream] -We saw it, we saw it!
Yeah, can you smell it, unc?
I...
I don't smell a thing. I'm going back for a nice cup of tea where it's warm.
I've got a lot of work to do.
[gasps]
I've never seen that before.
According to my Ben Pad, this should be vacant.
[Trap] Then what's this ship doing here?
Wow. We should have a look.
I know you've got a lot of work to get back to.
-Uh... But... -Yeah, coz, we'll let you know
-if we find anything. -But...
Huh. I wonder if Sally knows about this. This could be a big scoop.
Hold it. I'm going to check around. My work can wait a little longer.
[groans]
Odd. This ship appears to be an authentic pirate ship.
-[Benjamin] Where is everyone? -Maybe the three-headed monster ate them.
There is no three-headed monster. Let's look below.
Hello?
Oh, hello. You must be the captain.
Maybe he didn't hear you. He said, "You must be the captain!"
Hmm. I'm Geronimo Stilton and with me are my--
[all screaming]
[grunting]
It's locked.
Don't look now, Uncle G, but this ship's leaving port.
-We're trapped! -Like rats!
I am no rat. There's a logical explanation for what's going on.
We're the only ones onboard. How logical is that?
[footsteps]
[all shriek]
[footsteps continue]
[whimpering] I liked it better when we were the only ones onboard.
It couldn't be.
What couldn't it be?
Aha. I knew it.
The Briny Bones.
It's the dreaded Captain Blackrat's vessel.
That's impossible. The Briny Bones was lost at sea nearly 300 years ago.
-Uh, what was the captain's name? -Blackrat.
He got the name because he was the meanest
-to ever sail the seas? -And he had a crab on his shoulder?
And a mean look in his one good eye?
Yes. You are all so good at pirate history.
[Blackrat] They're not. I'm standing behind ye.
[Geronimo whimpers]
Ye be sailing with Captain Blackrat on the good ship Briny Bones.
Welcome aboard.
[laughing]
I don't understand. How is it possible? Blackrat vanished hundreds of years ago.
[Blackrat] Silence!
Only speak when Captain Blackrat tells you.
-Um-- Uh-- Captain Blackrat? -Aye.
I see you raised your hand. Good for you. What is it, salty?
Where are we going?
Good question, sailor, good question! Look around!
What do you see?
A dirty deck?
Bingo, laddie. Say, salty, this young swab is mighty clever, what be his name?
-Benjamin Stilton, captain. -Well, Benjamin,
-we have a dirty deck and a crew of 4. -[all] Crew?
Now get to work!
I wanna see these boards shine!
I'm not scrubbing any deck.
Oh. You've got spirit! I like that in a crewman-- Er, woman--
I mean, crewperson.
Uh, Mr. Captain, sir. Before we start scrubbing,
-uh, could we maybe have lunch? -You wanna eat?
You wanna sleep? You gotta scrub.
And what if we refuse?
Then it's the plank and Davy Jones' Locker.
[gasps]
-Sounds reasonable. -Start scrubbing!
[laughs]
[chuckles]
-[thunder crashing] -Captain, look, bad weather ahead!
Eh. That just be a sprinkle.
So, what happened to your last crew?
The poor souls were lost at sea on me last voyage.
[wind whistling]
[groaning]
[Geronimo screams, then water splashes]
Uncle G!
Hold on! You're doing great! Try not to drown! Kick faster!
[coughing]
Okay, look, I just wanna go home. I have plenty of work to do and--
Do I hear someone complaining?
Uh...
No.
[Blackrat] Everyone to their quarters! Enough work for today!
[Trap] Finally, dinner!
Ah, mm.
Cheddar soup with little bits of... creatures?
Try some.
Ugh. No, thanks. I'm on a low-creature diet.
-Hmm. Sorry about all this. -It's not your fault.
I don't know why you're so upset. We're on the adventure of a lifetime.
-We get to live the life of a real pirate! -Pirates were bad people.
They were thieves, kidnapped and burned places.
That's why they didn't have time to clean.
But they had time to dig up really big treasures.
Treasures? Yeah, treasures!
We're not pirates. We must take control of the ship
-and turn back quickly. -How?
We don't even know where we are.
Don't look at me, I lost the signal hours ago. Looks like we're lost.
[yawns]
This whole work thing really wears a person out.
-Why don't we get some sleep? -That doesn't sound like a bad idea.
[yawns]
[yawns] Yeah, I agree.
No, we have to act now. How can we trust this captain?
So far he's kidnapped us, forced us to be his crew.
And what happened to his old crew? We have to leave now. Who's with me?
[snoring]
[sighs]
[shrieks]
[groans]
Here you are, lovely.
At last, Crabcakes, with this new crew, the treasure will be mine!
Oh, right. I mean, ours. The treasure will be ours.
[Blackrat chuckles]
Treasure? Ow!
Best be careful.
No telling who's lurking about. Where were we?
Oh, right, the crew. [chuckles] Expendable, as usual.
[laughs]
[gasps] Expendable?
A treasure map? Awesome!
Blackrat expects us to find treasure for him.
♪ We're going on a treasure hunt ♪
And he said that we're expendable.
[whimpers]
♪ I don't want to go now I don't want to go now ♪
Whoa, old licorice-teeth expects us to do all the work and then...
Man, this guy is such a...
-Pirate? -Yeah. You said it.
But if we had the map and not him, we would be in control.
-Blackrat has to listen to us. -Let's take it.
I have a plan, but we'll wait until sunup.
[whispering indistinctly]
Aye, Crabcakes, it be a grand morning for hunting treasure, what say ye? Aye?
No, we've been through this, you can't steer the ship,
you salty-livered crustacean.
Oh, now, don't pout. Maybe later I let ye take the wheel.
-Morning, Captain Blackrat. -Arr. You're up a might early.
We were wondering if you could teach us more nifty pirate stuff.
What sort of stuff?
[Thea] Oh, the usual. Plundering, pillaging, squandering.
[Blackrat] Arr. Squandering is more a Viking's line of work.
Hmm.
[grumbles]
That map has to be somewhere.
Uh, socks. Socks. More socks. Socks with holes. Socks with polka-dots.
No. That's just a lot of holes.
Pirates didn't have safes in their quarters.
Perhaps it's on his desk.
-Got it! -[Blackrat] And I've got you! Arr.
He, uh, figured out it was a trick.
Because someone wanted to learn to dance like a pirate.
Leprechauns dance, pirates don't.
I got confused. They both like gold.
Now hand over the map!
I know how to deal with a mutinous crew!
Uh-- Um-- Maybe we could talk.
Sit down over a nice cup of tea. Have some cheese, perhaps?
[Blackrat] Trying to bribe the captain with tea and cheese?
No, I just meant, um...
[chuckles] Help!
-You can't do this! -Let him go!
I swallowed a bug!
No use arguing, me mind's made up, it's the briny deep for you!
Uh...
Stop! Think about what you're doing.
If we walk the plank, you'll be without a crew.
-Aye? -Without a crew,
-who's gonna help you find the treasure? -Aye. The lad speaks true. Good point.
[yells]
You're free, but don't be touching me map again or--
[all] It's the briny deep.
[Thea] We know.
[thunder crashing]
[Blackrat] It be a foul nor'easter moving in, all hands on deck!
Blackrat! We've gotta help him. We can't leave him.
I'm with you. Come on, Benjamin!
Be there in a minute.
[yells]
-Geronimo! -Geronimo!
Maybe this wasn't a good idea.
Ahoy, matey! Give me a hand!
You did it, salty. You're a true pirate hero.
You saved me and Crabcakes from the--
Crabcakes! No!
Hold on, the storm's getting worse!
[seagulls squawking]
[Geronimo] Crabcakes?
-How you feeling, Uncle G? -Better. Where are we?
Paradise, coz. Look around.
What happened?
The storm washed us over and we ended up here.
Right where we want to be, the Island of Mala Suerte.
This is where the treasure be.
-Really? You mean we can-- -Hunt for treasure!
Let's get going!
Wait here, me hearties. I'll give a look up ahead.
[shrieks, bird squawking]
Calm down. Whatever's out there is more afraid of you than you are of it.
I don't know. I'm pretty afraid right now.
Huh?
[yells]
Uncle G? Uncle Geronimo?
His hat! He's fallen into quicksand!
[crying]
This isn't quicksand.
Are you okay?
Those monkeys, they--
They took my clothes!
Avast! Me and Crabcakes found the way to the treasure.
Oh. I see the monkeys took your clothes. Spiteful creature they be.
Now, follow me.
Uh...
You go ahead. I'll wait for you.
Uncle G, we've come this far.
And you're going farther. If you get me point.
[gulps]
Got it.
[Trap sneezes]
Sorry.
Look! Is that a treasure chest?
[Blackrat] Treasure it be, says I!
At last, it's mine! All mine! And Crabcakes', too.
-Yours? After all we went through? -Yeah. You owe us.
Like any pirate crew.
You're right. Y'all deserve a cut of the treasure.
Especially you, salty. You saved me and Crabcakes.
You have the honor of opening the chest.
-Really? -You earned it.
Besides, the monkeys stole your clothes and I feel sorry for you.
[gasps]
[laughs]
I think there be something writ on the card for you!
"Congratulations, you've won.
You've found the treasure.
We hope you've enjoyed your pirate adventure cruise."
Cruise? What?
Time to say goodbye, salty.
I hope you had a great holiday with me and Crabcakes here.
You're the best crew. Have a safe trip home.
A shuttle boat to New Mouse City is waiting for you at the beach.
Uh...
What? How? Holiday?
We had to get you away from work so you could relax.
It was just a cruise? None of it was real?
-The storm was real. -And the monkeys.
So, you tricked me?
Ha. The Brie-smelling monster was to get you to the docks.
I was seasick, nearly drowned, attacked, tied up and shipwrecked!
So, are you upset?
[laughing]
Oh, thank you! Thank you so much! I just wish I hadn't worn my best suit.
[chuckles] Look at it this way,
there's a monkey dressed better than the others.
I learned a lot on my holiday. Me and my family
had an exciting adventure and had fun. Though we didn't find treasure,
what counted was that we were helping each other.
I look forward to adventures with them.
For The Rodent's Gazette, I'm Geronimo Stilton.
Urgent paper delivery, Geronimo.
Oh!
Look at how much piled up while I was gone!
It's even worse than when we left.
Just a reminder not to work too hard. Okay?
[in pirate accent] Arr. Did I hear someone complaining, sailor?
No, no, Captain Geronimo.
Har-har-har-har-har-har.
Good. Then let's pretend we still be on holiday,
and have a yummy crusty sailor snack down at the port restaurant. Arr.
[Thea & Benjamin] Aye-aye, captain!
Did I hear, "yummy crusty sailor snack"? Hey, wait for me, mateys!