Geronimo Stilton English | Geronimo Stilton VS Sally Rasmussen. The Newsroom Showdown!

Geronimo Stilton, head of the Rodent's Gazette, is shown here attempting to interview a chicken. It looks like Mr. Stilton ran into some bad quack. I've never been so humiliated. Sure you have. Remember last summer at the beach when you lost your swim trunks and... Oh, uh... Never mind. Everybody knows Sally Ross Mawson's broadcasts are just tabloid trash. Nobody pays them any attention. Hey, cuz, did you see your picture? This is hilarious! I got copies for everyone. Oh. Guess you've seen it, huh? This just in. Our very own Sally Ross Mawson is... ...missing. Sources report that Sally's disappearance may be the work of notorious criminal Barry the Moustache. Barry the what-stache? Moustache. The meanest crime boss in New Mouse City, feared by everyone. Except Geronimo, who was responsible for putting Barry behind bars. Scooped by Simon Squealer posing as me. How'd he know the new mayor was giving you the exclusive? I don't know, but this is exactly the kind of underhanded tactic I'd expect from Simon's boss, Sally Ross Mawson. Heads up! News flash! Now my big story on the city's centennial celebration is nothing more than tabloid trash. Sally Ross Mawson here with news so hot it'll singe your fur. Only the Daily Rat has the scoop from the new mayor himself 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! Secrets are meant to be spilled, and you can count on the Daily Rat to spill this one. We'll find out the identity of the secret celebrity, or my name isn't... Ross Mawson has done it to me again! Perfect! Now with Geronimo distracted, I can get my story. The Camembert Airship is due to arrive in two hours. Did I say that you could talk?! The Camembert Airship is due to arrive in two hours. And to make sure that I get the exclusive, I'm going to put Stilton into permanent lockdown. Brings you here today. Looks like there's been a burglary. You notice, a priceless set of diamonds was stolen last night. 32 diamonds in all. The burglars entered through the front door by breaking the lock. Was anything else missing? Two doughnuts from the break room, but we don't think that's connected. I've got my best guy working on it now. Right, any clues, Inspector? Hey! This is Sally Rasmussen, live from Pippinese, the scene of the biggest diamond heist of the century, of the millennium! Any clues, Inspector? Only one. This calling card is the Gem Gang's signature. They always leave their card behind, which strikes me rude. These gem cards are from their unsolved crimes. They get around a lot. So, no Geronimo. Oh, pity, he's missing out on a hot scoop. Never mind, he can catch up watching the Daily Rat TV Report. I've notified the police of Tia's disappearance. What? What's going on? This just in. Following a rash of robberies throughout Numau City, one Tia Stilton, who works for the Rodin's Gazette, has suddenly gone missing. A coincidence? Oh, that is just like Sally to stir things up. Hold the front page. I'll have the headline for my big scoop on Feliplino's new fashions shortly. Make it read... Honestly, warn me next time before you just show up. No, not you. So, what did you find out? Feliplino met with Geronimo. Stilton! That weasel-nosed rodent is not going to scoop me this time. You can count on it. What do you mean? Because the scoop is right in here. It's a revolutionary new fabric unlike anything the world has seen. And it's all... locked? Give me the key. What? Looks like armored titanium. Who else has seen this? Who knows what's in here? Oh, Stilton. Wait! I think I know how to turn the tables on Stilton and buy me some time to get this case open. And you get to help our dear friend Geronimo publish his scoop. Remember, make it look convincing. And you, I want plenty of pictures. I am so sorry. 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 Rasmussen with a Daily Rat update. Oh, dear. It looks like there's been a terrible mishap. Jacques Fromage and the Rodents' Gazette have had to drop out of the big race. Too bad, boys. Wait a minute. Anyone from Team Fromage can race in the Tour de Maus. It doesn't have to be you. You're 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. It smells like foot. I thought you were going to say that it smells like defeat. Get it? Defeat. Where are we? We have no idea. Well, I'm not going to stand for this. Do you know who I am? I am the Sally Rasmussen. And I demand that you release me. This has gone far enough. I have a hair appointment at two. And if I miss it, I'm going to be very unhappy. Our friend either has a cold or is suffering from allergies. You've got to do something. Get us out of here before Barry comes. I'd like to point out that none of this would have happened if you hadn't made up the story in the first place. I'm sorry. Hmm. The angle of the trajectory multiplied by the velocity of a flying object. It just might work. Do you have any spare change? Ah, great plan. We'll pool our money and buy our way to freedom. Oh, not with this, we're not. This is plenty. When I say go, run for the door. Huh? No! I wasn't ready yet. Ready for what? I told you, you're my guests. I wanted everything to be perfect. Barry the moustache, how dare you! Why, this is lovely. Why, what a singly divine place you have here. Oh, my. Thus proving that the evil criminal behind New Mouth City's recent rash of burglaries was none other than the former Prince Noguda. Not one Tia Stilton, as was reported by the Daily Rat. For the Rodents Gazette, I'm Geronimo Stilton. Daily Rat, may I help you? Cancel? Nobody cancels on me! Have you been? I thought I told you to write, Geronimo. Wait a minute. Sally, you are brilliant. Give yourself a raise. Get down there and do your job. Oh, this is the best-selling scoop in the history of the Daily Rat. But, Sally, I didn't save him, I saved his sister. Small detail, no one cares. Now, put that costume on and get back out there. We have to milk this while the iron is hot. It's my right arm. Thanks, it was a rough race. Congratulations on a... on a good win. We're actually congratulating her? Well, I may be a tough competitor, but I'm not a bad sport. She earned it. But after all the planning and work I had to go through to get Anders to... I... I... I... No, I mean... What are you talking about? Anders was behind the sabotage. What? He was hired to do so by your sponsor, Sally. I am appalled. I have no idea what you're talking about. Anders did everything on his own. What? I don't care where you're at or how bad it smells. You're fired! Benjamin, I've been trying to call you. I didn't have my bed-bed. But I do now. Listen, we know who has the stolen cheese. So do we. Sally Rasmussen. She paid off one of Chauncey's guys inside the factory. How did you know? We're at her warehouse. Get off me! Get him inside. Sally's got Geronimo and Tia at her warehouse. We had to help them. How? We don't have a car. No, but I have something better. What is it with you, Stilton? Can't you ever keep your whiskers out of my business? Can't you ever stop breaking the law for a... Not a scoop. The scoop. After you. You check it out while I make sure our escape route is clear. Trap! Get back here! What am I doing? Sally's not even a friend. But look, if she's in trouble, I should help her. Just stay quiet, Sally, and I'll get you out of here safe. Oh, I can see the headline now. Dummy rescues dummy. Gotta run. Have a deadline to meet. Getting these pictures on the front page. How? Sally. I should have known. Come on, G. I think someone's here. We have to go. This isn't Sally. This dummy's a lot prettier. I mean, you're a prettier dummy. But you're not a dummy. Or pretty. I mean, yes, you are. Both. You're in trouble. I was helping you. That's why you're a sap. Benjamin. Tia. False alarm. It was all a hoax. And now Simon's on his way to the Daily Wrap with more humiliating pictures of me. Don't worry. I'll stop him. Well, this worked better than I expected. I should have known you were faking your own kidnapping. The Sally Rats must sit here with another Sally scoop. Our alien visitor was just an elaborate 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. What do you mean you don't know who the secret celebrity is? Sorry, Ms. Rasmussen. My source at Stilton's says Geronimo himself is hiding the secret celebrity. My reputation's at stake! I'll find out who Geronimo is hiding if I have to knock down his office building myself. Good morning, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome. I'd like you to meet... Well, I'm afraid I don't know his name, but I'm sure he'll tell us very soon. It was a joke. He can't tell us his name. He's a prehistoric mouse. This prehistoric mouse has been cryo-frozen and is expected to come to life when unfrozen. We shall now commence the unfreezing! He kinda looks like you. She's right. He really does. Really? I don't see it. He doesn't have my fashion sense. Look at him! Frozen in ice for tens of thousands of years. But this wonder is not just for your amusement. We must conduct important scientific experiments like... the tickling test, the wedgie test, the dress-him-up-like-a-fairy-princess test! That's not scientific. She's exploiting the poor guy. He's probably frightened out of his wits. What will be the outcome of the jazzercise test? We'll find out after this brief intermission! She's doing all this stuff just to make money! What? We can't let Sally just exploit that poor creature. We need to rescue him! You're right. But what are we going to do with him? Send him home, of course. We can use Professor Von Volt's time machine. I thought it was broken. I understand it's very close to being fully operational again.