[shouting and cheering]
Hurry, Uncle G, the race is starting.
[panting] It's just a practice run, Benjamin.
The Tour de Mouse is the biggest bike race of the year.
Besides, they sell the best cotton candy ever.
Oh, look, there's my friend Jacques.
[yelling]
[all gasp]
Jacques!
One, please. Extra cotton with double candy.
Hey!
Jacques, are you okay?
-Geronimo. Yes, thanks to you. -That could've been a bad accident.
Oh. It's been nothing but accidents since I joined this race.
And the latest victim... [sobbing] is the cotton candy.
♪ 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 ♪
My brakes didn't work, then the handlebars popped off.
I've had flat tires, wheels fall off, one after another.
-Does he always complain? -And your pit crew?
-Can't they take care of this? -No. They all quit. I'm on my own.
[bell dings]
[Devon Blue chuckling]
Tire pressure, check. Chrome polished, check.
Seat adjusted, check. You're good to go.
Hmm. You see, Jacques, I, Devon Blue, have the best of everything,
and you have the... [chuckles] broken of everything.
Broken of everything? [laughing] It's good.
Oh, Devon, Devon. Wait for me.
Sally, what are you doing here?
The Daily Rat is now the new official sponsor of Devon Blue.
I only back winners, not losers.
[laughing]
Hello. [laughs]
[grumbles]
The Rodent's Gazette is the official sponsor of Jacques Fromage.
Thanks, Geronimo. I appreciate your help.
You've got it. Although, I'm not exactly sure what I can do yet.
[Trap] To the left. No, no, down a little more.
Just a smidge to the right and perfect.
Whew! I am ready for a snack.
-So, how are we gonna help Jacques win? -Hmm. We have to find out
-why he's having trouble with his bikes. -[Benjamin] Could it be a coincidence?
Or little gremlins?
-What? -[Geronimo] Hmm.
Aha!
There's no fraying. It's clean separation of the brake line at a 30-degree angle,
cut with wire cutters. This was no accident, it was sabotage.
-Who would do that? -Gremlins.
Those who'd gain from Jacques dropping out of the race.
Let's have a word with the bikers.
[sniffing]
Ooh. Caramel corn.
[grunting]
Awesome.
Mr. Feta, Geronimo Stilton, Rodent's Gazette.
Could I ask you a few questions?
Freddy Feta would be happy to grant an interview.
-How do you plan to win the Tour de Mouse? -Determination and skill.
-A racer must be prepared to do anything. -Anything?
[scoffs]
Freddy Feta doesn't like what you're implying.
Freddy Feta declares this interview over.
How far am I willing to go to win the Tour de Mouse?
[chuckles]
Stan Provolone will do what it takes to cross the finish line to victory.
Get that? How's the lighting? Did I smile? I can do it again.
-Any of those racers could be the culprit. -If we examine the bikes,
we might find a clue as to who the saboteur might be.
[Trap] Caramel corn. Too bad they only had the small size.
[laughing]
-Hmm. This tire has been sliced open. -And these bolts have been filed down.
Someone is determined to take Jacques out.
-Uh, do you feel something? -We are moving.
[both grunting and yelling]
My van?
Hey, arrêtez!
[coughing]
Are you all right? What happened?
-We're okay. -The brakes went out, we started rolling.
If it wasn't for you, we would've ended up in the lake.
Uh... Well, uh, you know what I mean.
-Yes, thank you. -I'm just glad that no one got hurt.
Ow!
[Jacques yells, then speaks in French]
Oh, Jacques, I am so sorry.
Oh, it was an accident. But now I won't be able to race.
Looks like this is the end of Team Fromage.
This is Sally Rasmaussen with a Daily Rat update.
Oh, dear. It looks like there's been a terrible mishap.
Jacques Fromage and The Rodent's Gazette have had to drop out.
Too bad, boys.
[Sally & Simon chuckle]
Wait. Anyone from Team Fromage can race.
-It doesn't have to be you. -Right.
Team Fromage is not out of the race.
I'd like you to meet my newest teammate Geronimo.
What? I didn't mean me.
Sorry, Jacques. I don't know if I can do this race.
I didn't mean to put you on the spot.
Don't worry, it's all taken care of. I called in a ringer.
Hey, guys.
When's the big race?
[gasps]
[yells]
Brain freeze.
[groans]
-As I was saying, I put in a call to-- -Thea.
Someone call for a rider?
Team Fromage is back in business.
[announcer] Racers, to your starting positions.
-Do you have enough water with you? -Yes, I'm fine.
-Sunscreen? Did you put some on? -Yes.
Oh. Close your mouth. Don't swallow bugs.
I'm fine. Stop worrying.
I need Jacques to give my bike one last inspection.
Sorry, I can't find my tool bag anywhere.
[announcer] Racers, get set...
[horn wails]
[coughing] Be careful.
Are you okay?
Yes. I should have been more careful.
[cheering]
Yeah.
[sighs]
[cheering]
Whoa!
[shouting]
[grunting]
Oh, that's gotta hurt.
Looks like Freddy Feta is out of the race, but the dress is quite fetching.
Huh. Our saboteur is already at it. Come on, Benjamin.
[cheering]
[horn wailing]
Whoa!
[yells]
[horn wails]
[horn honks]
-Whoa, did you see that? -Yes, I did.
Wow! Did anyone get the license of that cheese wheel?
Okay, you got a turn coming up ahead. And a cow!
[moos]
Ah! Phew.
That was random.
The racers are coming up on the Brandywine Bridge.
[all screaming]
Oh, no, this is horrible.
Horrible, I tell you. I'm all out of cheesy chips.
But don't worry, old Trap's still got Parmesan pretzels.
Mm-mm.
Hey, Uncle G. Isn't that Devon Blue's van?
[Geronimo] Hmm. That's an odd place for it.
[gasps]
That's a nasty spill the racers took.
It's down to only three bikers: Devon Blue, Thea Stilton
and Stan Provolone.
I don't see anyone.
-Look. -That's Jacques' missing tool kit.
It looks like Devon's our man.
Hey!
It's locked.
[grunting]
Didn't we go through this?
I hope there's not a lake up ahead.
Wait a second. If Devon's in the race...
Who's driving the van?
-Anders. -Anders.
[laughing]
The racers have made their final turn. Good thing, 'cause I'm out of pretzels.
[magnet humming]
Hey!
Get me down!
Oh, Stan Provolone just got scrapped.
Now it's between Devon and Thea.
[Benjamin panting]
Why did we stop?
Uh-oh.
What is it?
There's an old water tower before the finish line.
We gotta get out of here.
[grunting]
Oh, that won't work.
[grunting]
Uncle G, where are you going?
[gasps]
That was amazing. That was astounding. That was stupendous.
[cheering]
Unc, that was the most incredible thing I've ever seen.
[Geronimo panting]
Thanks. I never want to do that again. Let's get to the finish line.
Here they come. Devon's in the lead. Thea is closing fast.
It's neck and neck, pedal to pedal, wheel to wheel.
Devon, Thea, Devon, Thea. Oh, the drama of it all.
And the winner by a tire is Thea Stilton and Team Fromage.
[cheering]
Congratulations.
It's my great honor as mayor to present you with the Cheddar Cup.
[chuckles]
[Benjamin] It was cheddarific. You were awesome.
Thanks. It was a rough race.
Congratulations on a good win.
-You're actually congratulating her? -Well, I may be a tough competitor,
but I'm not a bad sport. She earned it.
But after all I had to go through to get Anders to-- Uh... Uh...
-No. I mean, uh... -What are you talking about?
-Anders was behind the sabotage. -What?
He was hired to do so by your sponsor, Sally.
[gasps]
I am appalled.
I've no idea what you're talking about. Anders did everything on his own.
[phone ringing]
What? I don't care where you're at or how bad it smells, you're fired!
[Geronimo] Team Fromage was victorious.
One of the most exciting races in New Mouse City's history.
And once the police finish searching, Anders will be brought to justice.
For The Rodent's Gazette, I'm Geronimo Stilton.
[Benjamin] Nice job, Uncle G.
[Trap] Geronimo has just completed his report on the Tour de Mouse.
What do you have to say about stopping Anders?
-Give me that microphone. -No.
-Give it to me. -No.
Ladies and gentlemen, Geronimo Stilton is chasing me.
-[Geronimo] Give me that microphone. -[Trap] Never!
Geronimo Stilton is inches from catching me.
[Trap shouting]
I have tripped over a piece of cheese.
I'm on the floor. Geronimo is wrestling with me.