[Pandora] This is so exciting. Thanks, Geronimo, for inviting me.
[chuckles] I know you like fashion, Pandora.
So, when Felipolino contacted me to get the scoop on fashion,
-I figured you would like to come along. -So, why am I here?
Benjamin, a good reporter handles any story, even--
Girlie stuff?
Fashion is for everyone, as you'll soon see.
[chattering]
All I see are girls.
Yes. So-- So, there are.
[Felipolino] My dear friend, Geronimo.
Welcome. Felipolino is feeling joy, feeling honor, feeling, eh...
excitement.
This is my assistant, Vernor.
This is my nephew, Benjamin and friend, Pandora.
Boys.
Felipolino is delighted to meet you. Excuse us,
Mr. Stilton and Felipolino have matters to discuss.
Enjoy Felipolino's hospitality until we return.
Oh. I'd love to know what they're talking about.
You are about to witness the high point of Felipolino's career. Vernor, show him.
[Geronimo] Uh, you designed a briefcase?
Oui, but it's what's inside that's important.
A revolutionary fabric unlike anything the world has seen.
Oh, Felipolino is woozy. Liquids.
Felipolino has the only key to the case.
And you shall have the exclusive scoop.
I am honored.
Felipolino does not want anyone to know
until he unveils it at the premiere of his collection. Would you like a peek?
See that? That mannequin looked at me.
-Eh. You're seeing things. -[Pandora] Am not.
Remember, it's a big secret.
Felipolino will phone you tonight with details for your exclusive.
-So, what did he say? -What did he show you?
[Geronimo chuckles]
A good journalist knows how to keep a secret.
I still say it moved.
♪ 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 ♪
[Sally] Hold the front page.
I'll have the headline on Felipolino's new fashion shortly.
Make it read--
[gasps]
Oh, honestly. Warn me next time before you just show up.
-No, not you. So, what did you find out? -Felipolino met with Geronimo.
Stilton. Oh, that weasel-nosed rodent is not going to scoop me this time.
[Shadow chuckles]
You can count on it.
Ooh, what do you mean?
Because the scoop is right in here.
A revolutionary fabric unlike anything the world has seen.
[chuckles]
And it's all...
Locked?
Give me the key.
Uh, about that, I don't have the key.
What?
[grunting]
Looks like armored titanium.
Who's seen this? Who knows what's in here?
Uh... [chuckles]
[grumbles] Stilton.
Oh, wait.
[laughs]
I know how to turn the tables on Stilton and buy me some time
to get this case open.
Oh. And you get to help our friend Geronimo publish his scoop.
[Sally laughing]
-Don't you love this dress? -Nice, if you're a stick.
But being a model, the glamour, the fame, the--
Phoniness of it all.
Thea would rather race motorcycles than be pretty. Oh.
[sighs] Rats.
Double rats. Still no call. I wonder if I should be concerned.
[Benjamin yawns]
Felipolino's not calling, unc. Let's call it a night.
[Geronimo sighs]
You've got your scoop, Geronimo. You're going to regret it.
[laughs]
[Geronimo yells]
How--? What--?
How did this happen? Who did this?
"For his new collection, Felipolino has invented a revolutionary new fabric
certain to be the high-point of his career."
Someone scooped my scoop I promised not to scoop.
-Uh, is that good? -[Felipolino] No, it is bad.
Very bad. Mr. Felipolino is not pleased.
Geronimo and Felipolino are no longer friends.
But I can explain.
Uh... No, I can't.
You are the one who has stolen Felipolino's attaché case.
What? It was stolen?
Felipolino demands that you return it at once.
I promise, I did not take your case.
[grumbles]
From now on, no journalist will be allowed near my fashions.
So, no scoop for you.
Boy, that guy was really mad.
[muttering and grunting]
[bar clanging]
I need something cleaned up. And I'll need a new fish tank.
[gasps]
Ugh! Don't you know how to knock?
-Your plan worked too well. -Ooh. What do you mean?
After the fake article, Felipolino banned journalists.
-So, nobody gets the exclusive. -What?!
But I've got the exclusive here. I just need it opened.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
[gasps] Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
You get yourself hired as a model
and get close enough to get that key away.
And then I'll--
[man] Hey. Where do you want the fish?
You don't understand, Felipolino is a friend-- I know he's busy, but--
What do you mean he refuses to talk to me? I am not a thief. But-- But--
[sighs]
Vernor hung up on me.
The Rodent's Gazette won't have coverage of Felipolino's fashion premiere.
We have to do something. We need to know who sent that fake article.
And stole the attaché case.
Hmm.
Where's the show taking place?
[Ben Pad beeping]
Uh... At the Grand Theater.
[whispering] We'll go and she'll dress as a model. Then, we'll infiltrate.
What? You're gonna get caught.
Not if we do this right. Thea, you come with me.
-Where are you guys going? -[both] Um, shopping. Bye.
Now?
Hmm.
-I hope this works. -If you believe it, you can be it.
[gasps, then sighs]
The things I do for my brother.
Now, get out there and be pretty.
Yes, you will do.
Next!
Walk.
Stop.
You must relax, you must float along. Again.
Yes, you will do.
And who are you?
Dora. I'm Ms. T's makeup artist.
Eh. Whatever. Lunch break.
We rehearse in an hour.
[both chuckle]
[Benjamin] The fake article was sent to press from here at...
three a.m.
Wow. You worked late last night, coz.
It wasn't me.
You're right. Check these images from security cams.
Huh?
There's the culprit.
I can't make out who it is. Does she work for me?
Wait a minute. That's Shadow.
That means Sally's behind this.
-Isn't she always? -Yes.
We're going to pay her a visit.
[shouting and grunting]
Huh?
[jackhammer thudding]
Hello. I need this opened.
Now.
Oh!
Oh, fine, I'll get that key myself. You're fired!
But I don't work for you.
-[Benjamin] Look. There's Sally. -She's got the case.
[Trap] Hey.
[tires screeching, horns honking]
-Where is she going? -I've got a good idea.
So do I. The wrong way down a one-way street.
[tires screeching]
[crashing]
Whoa.
-Thea, you're beautiful. -I feel like the top of a wedding cake.
Let me just take care of that shine.
[sneezes]
[Thea] Sally?
Shadow.
I should have known. I'll get that case.
[screams]
What are you doing, wrinkling my gown?
Vernor, get her steamed and pressed for the show.
That briefcase doesn't belong to you.
-Give it here. -Really?
You expect me to just hand this over to you?
[shrieks]
[Pandora] Help! Let me out! You can't do this! Help!
No journalists allowed. Felipolino's orders.
But I'm--
[growling]
Uh... leaving.
We'll find another way inside.
Hmm.
Bingo.
[electronic music playing over speakers]
[chattering]
Sally Rasmaussen, live at the Felipolino fashion show,
to which the designer refused entry to reporters.
[chuckles]
The Daily Rat has a duty to its fans. And I promise you the scoop of the year.
Hurry! Move, people!
Fashion must go on, even if Felipolino does not have his attaché case.
No, that is upside down. And the buttons go outside.
You wear it like this.
[Geronimo panting and whimpering]
Come on. We have to hurry.
[Geronimo] I didn't realize how high this would be.
Huh?
[beeping]
This air vent should lead us to the stage.
[Trap] Hmm. Looks like a tight fit. You go first.
[clapping and chattering]
-You sure we're going the right way? -[Benjamin] My Ben Pad says
there should be a turn ahead.
[yelling]
Oh. Guess it's a drop, not a turn. [chuckles]
[grunting]
[Benjamin yelling]
[loud thudding]
Um, a little help?
[both] Hmm.
-Uncle G, she's got the case. -It'll be hard to get it away from her.
[Benjamin] Hmm.
Huh?
Allow me.
Trap! Get back here!
[yells]
Oh, no.
[screams]
They are making a mockery out of Felipolino's show.
Shadow, over here!
[audience gasps]
[Sally screams]
Give that to me!
[audience clapping]
Over here.
[yells]
No! Felipolino must have his briefcase returned. Now.
[shrieks]
[audience cheering]
That's better.
[gasps]
Quick, Pandora, the fabric.
There.
[Sally] Give me that briefcase.
I want it!
Felipolino, look out!
Felipolino said no journalists.
Vernor! She needs to be punished.
Felipolino, if I could explain...
Sally was behind your case being stolen.
-Oh! Lies! -They planted the story in my paper
to make it appear I was to blame.
What proof does Felipolino have that you are telling the truth?
[Thea] Here's your briefcase, safe and unopened.
Sally's accomplice, Shadow, was posing as a model.
She's gone.
No surprise. Shadow's slippery.
Oh! Felipolino's case is returned. This calls for a celebration.
[honks]
Thank you, Vernor, that was nice. Geronimo, Felipolino forgives you.
He was mistaken and that will not happen again.
-Thank you. -Perhaps Felipolino can save his show.
Ms. T, would you help?
What Felipolino asks will be bold, daring and new.
Uh, I don't know.
Felipolino is begging, Felipolino is pleading.
Oh, all right.
Invisible fabric, previously unseen.
That is the secret of Felipolino's collection.
[audience gasps]
Isn't it amazing?
Ms. T in Felipolino's totally invisible wedding dress.
[cheering]
I can't believe I agreed to model invisible clothes.
So, Felipolino's secret was all about nothing.
Yeah, nothing at all. [chuckles]
[door opens]
Hey, guys, you know,
being around the fashion world has inspired me.
I'm gonna make the first plant-friendly clothes.
-What do you think? -It's bold.
It's new.
-It's covered with ants. -It's what?
[screaming]
Get them off. Get them off me!
I can feel their little legs. They're all over me.
Oh, that's a big one.