[indistinct chatter]
[whimpering]
-Hurry up, Benjamin. I can't take it. -Almost got it.
Area of base by width by height, by one-third, 2.46,
at a ratio of 3-percent air volume. Uh...
Benjamin!
[Geronimo groans]
Yes, Grandpa, we're in the news business.
[Grandpa] In my day, journalists didn't stay behind their desks.
They had more of a hands-on attitude and went where the action was.
I tell you, you young whippersnappers these days--
-Have it too easy. -[bell jingles]
-You said it! -Yes. I know, Grandpa.
Get out and get cracking, and get those scoops!
Thank you for participating in our jelly bean contest.
It was a close one.
[whimpering]
The winner of the "guess the number of jelly beans in the pyramid" competition
by three-and-a-half jelly beans is... Benjamin Stilton.
-[all cheering] -We won. We won!
Put me down.
[both grunting]
[Trap yelling]
[sighs] You should see him when he's really excited.
Hey, what else did we win?
Ooh-hoo! Congratulations. And now, for the grand prize.
You and your entire family
have won an all-expense-paid trip to...
[Grandpa] I don't care if you travel to the other side of Mouse Island.
-Just get those scoops! -[cell phone ringing]
Excuse me, Grandpa.
[Trap shouting indistinctly over phone]
-[both] You won a trip to Egypt? -Egypt? Whoo! That's more like it.
Now get out there!
♪ 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 out of sight and in the know ♪
♪ Go! ♪
♪ He's the one we call Geronimo ♪
[whimpering]
Isn't this exciting?
Whoa, camel.
[grunts]
[sighs]
Benjamin, this would make a great piece for the Stilton blog.
I'm on it, Uncle G.
I phoned my old professor friend, Jafari, and alerted him that we were coming.
He offered us a tour of the Royal Mouse Museum and his dig sites.
How many friends does this guy have?
Did you know that 96 percent of Egypt is uninhabited desert?
Yup, miles and miles of sand and smelly camels.
[Thea] According to some astrologers, the pyramids were built to honor aliens.
Oh, I wonder if any green alien guys are watching us now.
Whoo! That one was bubblegum. Hm-mm.
Here, have a snack, G.
[sneezing]
Trap, I'm allergic to cinnamon.
[Geronimo sneezes]
[sighs]
[screams]
Ah, Geronimo, my old friend.
It's been a very long time. Come.
[yelling]
Uh... Nice big sandbox you got here, guys.
Let me introduce to you my sister Thea, my cousin Trap and my nephew Benjamin.
The pleasure is mine.
-Let me show you to our camp. Come. -Jelly bean?
[gasps, then groans]
I'm getting annoyed with these overgrown dogs.
-Ew. You smell like a camel. -Tonight you are guests in our camp.
Ah. The moon grows bright. We must hurry. Come.
[Periwinkle] Ah!
Professor Jafari, my good man.
I see you have visitors from New Mouse City.
The mid-city area, I believe.
They've journeyed far and look weary.
-He can tell all that by looking at us? -I apologize for my awkwardness.
As you can see, I'm in a delicate condition. [chuckles]
I suffered an unfortunate accident in the museum.
[sneezes]
-Excuse me. Must be the dry air. -This is Professor Periwinkle,
curator of the Royal Mouse Museum, and his nephew Hector.
It is our pleasure. Welcome to Egypt.
-All of you. -Oh, the pleasure's all ours.
Uncle, might I remind you that our time is limited?
We're running late for a previous engagement.
Yes, yes, yes, of course.
Duty calls.
[sniffs, then sneezes]
Well, how rude. I offer my hand--
You mean, your smelly camel hand.
[sniffs, then groans]
The Royal Mouse Museum is home to many priceless artifacts.
Unfortunately, the museum is in competition
with the museum in Ratganastan.
Ah! Our camp is just ahead. Come, come.
[Geronimo sniffs, then sighs]
The fragrance of the lotus blossoms is wonderful.
Thanks. I do smell better, don't I? I took a bath in that creek.
Professor, the Royal Mouse Museum competes with other museums.
-Is that ever a problem? -Unfortunately, yes.
Tomb robbers working for other collectors
have beaten our teams to the tombs and have stolen artifacts.
The items are smuggled to competing museums.
-What?! That's not fair. -Trap.
Shh! Some people are sleeping.
Oh, yeah, right. Like mummies.
How do tomb robbers smuggle out artifacts without you catching them?
Hm. This has been a mystery.
We've posted guards, but so far, no luck catching them.
I'm concerned because we've recently discovered a passageway
that may lead to the secret burial chamber of the pharaoh Tutenmouse.
Legend has it that beside the pharaoh's sarcophagus
is his golden treasure.
-Including the most valuable piece of all. -Ra's golden scepter.
Yes. The ancient writings reveal that the god Ra
hid his scepter in Tutenmouse's burial chamber.
-Treasure? I'm liking Egypt very much now. -This would make a great scoop
if we could find the secret treasure of Ra.
The museum's reputation would be saved. I couldn't agree more.
Professor, we're at your service.
I must warn you, it's not easy.
The pyramid has many booby traps.
And some locals believe that there's a curse. [chuckles]
-I'm out. Who's with me? -[chuckles]
I assure you, Trap, there are no curses. We can get started in the morning.
[wind howling]
This is the tunnel we've recently discovered. Let's go.
-[cell phone rings] -Oh.
Yes. Yes, I understand. I'll be right there.
I won't be able to assist you. I have business with Professor Periwinkle.
So much for our guide.
Everyone stay calm. I know exactly where we're going.
-[device beeping] -[stammers]
Ah. We go that way.
Pyramids were built by peasants to honor their pharaoh.
After his death, the pharaoh's body was wrapped in linen,
then placed inside a coffin called a sarcophagus.
This was taken to a secret chamber where the pharaoh's riches were,
then sealed in forever.
The Egyptians believed that the soul went on to the afterlife,
taking all its treasures with it.
[Trap] All this talk about treasure and mummies is making me hungry.
-Oh. That must be the chamber. -[wind howling]
And that must be the curse.
[sneezes]
This is the symbol of Tutenmouse. We are on the right track.
-Spread out and look for more clues. -What are you thinking?
One, there can't be a curse.
Somebody is making it look like one to scare people.
Two, what was so important that the professor had to abandon us?
Three, why is there a scorpion on my leg?
[screaming]
Ah, oh. Odd.
Hmm. Someone was dragging something across the floor.
Let's stick together.
You never know what dangers these walls-- Uh? Thea? Benjamin?
Trap?
Guys?
You're not playing tricks on me, are you?
[screaming]
[clinking]
[Jafari] Professor Periwinkle?
-[pounding] -Let me out! Let me out!
[yelling]
Wow! That was a rush. Let's go on that ride again.
Where are Thea and Uncle G?
[both] The curse.
Whoa. They were really ugly in the days of mummies.
This is the chamber of Horus, god of sky and light.
Horus, old buddy, sure could use some light over here. Let's see.
A big bug jumped over a birdman in a boat
and zigzagged over to another birdman and hit him over the head with a fish.
Man, I hate it when that happens.
Uh, hey, Trap, I think I found out where we are.
Hmm.
[screams]
-Let's get out of here! -I'm right behind you.
I don't think Horus wants us around!
[yelling]
Geronimo?
Benjamin?
Trap?
[shrieks]
[grunting]
Oops.
Geronimo?
[sneezes]
-[howling] -[Geronimo whimpering]
Oh.
The Egyptian god of the dead, Anubis. Osiris, god of the underworld.
Isis, queen of the gods, and... [gasps] Ra, holding his golden scepter.
Hmm.
The scepter's trying to tell us something. Perhaps where it's hidden.
The scepter's pointing at the constellation Orion.
[shrieks]
[Thea] Geronimo?
Hmm.
A secret passageway from the pyramid going to the museum. How convenient.
[Jafari] Help! Help!
Help me! Help!
[grunts]
Professor, what happened?
[screaming]
Uncle G.
[Geronimo] Thea! Trap!
Benjamin!
Geronimo!
Uncle G!
Thea! Benjamin!
-Uncle G! -[Geronimo] Trap!
Benjamin!
[all yell, then grunt]
[all groaning]
Hey, Geronimo. There you are.
Yes, now would you mind moving your foot. [sighs]
[grunts]
That's it. Orion!
Careful, Uncle G, tomb robbers may have set more booby traps.
Or the curse!
I have a feeling that someone other than tomb robbers is behind this.
Someone else is orchestrating this operation.
Come on, help me push.
[all grunting]
[Trap] Treasure.
See, I told you I'd find it.
[chuckling nervously]
I mean, that we'd find it.
Giddyap. Giddyap! Ah!
You think the tomb robbers are working for someone?
When I was in Anubis' chamber,
I noticed the same odd markings in the sand floor we saw earlier.
What if these robbers invented the curse and set traps to scare us away?
[wind howling]
[whimpers] They're doing a terrific job of that.
Perhaps they're protecting someone.
[gasps] Tutenmouse's sarcophagus.
The scepter's got to be here. Everybody look.
Uncle G?
[Trap groans]
It'll take forever to find it in this.
Uncle G!
[all whimpering]
[yells]
That door was our only exit.
Look on the bright side, this can't get worse.
Uh...
[chuckles]
I should keep my mouth closed.
I'm really beginning to hate sand.
There's got to be a way out. We need more time.
I don't know if you've noticed, but time is not on our side!
Looks like we'll be joining Tutenmouse soon.
[gasps] That's it, Benjamin!
Let's join Tutenmouse. Quick, into the sarcophagus.
Who could have done this to you?
I didn't have a clear view of his face.
Whomever it was must have used the secret passageway
to get back and forth from the digs without detection.
That explains how he knew where and when our teams were digging.
I'll bet this person created the curse, so his robbers had exclusive access.
But who would be capable of such an act?
-[both] Hector! -I'll call the authorities.
Man, this guy should've taken better care of his teeth. Yeesh!
-Is everyone okay? -Trap, get your foot out of my face.
Would you mind getting off of my arm?
Ow!
Something... [whimpers] is poking me in my backside.
[Geronimo] Oh. Sorry.
-Hey, that's me. -Sorry.
What is that sticking--?
[whimpering]
There, that's better.
-You've found Ra's scepter. -Actually, it found me.
That's great. What good is it if we don't get out of here?
-[gurgling] -[Benjamin] I hope that was your stomach.
I get hungry when I'm trapped with a mummy. I need a jelly bean.
-[device beeps] -Oh!
-Look at that. -Looks like ancient hieratic.
Benjamin, can you decipher it?
[Benjamin] Something about a doorway to the... automobile?
A car?! I didn't know Tutenmouse could drive.
No, sorry, a doorway to the afterlife.
Afterlife. Doorway.
[Trap] If they had cars, why'd they ride smelly camels?
[all yelling, then grunting]
[all groan]
Thanks for the warning.
We found the scepter. How do we get out of here?
I don't know about you,
but I'm getting tired of pyramids and mummy guys with bad teeth.
Mmm. Tutti-frutti.
We still don't know who's behind this. Those traps were meant for us.
The curse was created to drive away fortune seekers
and protect a secret.
By these markings, it can only mean one person.
Let's go find Thea.
If they had cars, then they had drive-in restaurants.
-Give it up, Trap. -With cheeseburgers. And soda pop.
Trap, it had nothing to do with cars. I made a mistake.
-Professor, the scepter of Ra. -Oh!
I can't express how much this means to the museum, Geronimo.
-My sincere thanks to all of you. -[Thea] Geronimo!
Thea! We were all so worried.
-There's the thief. -I don't know what you're taking about.
He sabotaged our dig and locked me in the sarcophagus.
Not true.
I always believed there were no curses,
so the curse and the traps were created by someone
who had access to Jafari's tunnels.
Someone who had the resources to sell artifacts on the open market.
And a person who could cover his tracks to throw off suspicion.
Unusual mouse tracks I noticed throughout the pyramid.
Like that of someone with a fake cast and cane!
[all] What? It was Periwinkle?
It wasn't until I realized that my sneezing was not from the dust,
but from the scent of cinnamon chewing gum. [sneezes]
Yup. Cinnamon drives Geronimo crazy.
My allergies reminded me of this the first time we met.
A cinnamon gum native only to places like Ratganastan.
Isn't one of your competitive museums there, Professor Jafari?
That fake cast would be the perfect place to sneak artifacts out of the pyramid.
-He's getting away. -Not with Thea in pursuit.
I apologize for my uncle's greed and actions.
I admit to creating the traps and the curse to fend off robbers,
but I had no idea he-- [sighs]
There, there. Here, have a jelly bean.
[siren wailing]
Well, now that you're the new curator, you have a lot of work to do.
Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, maa al salama.
Our trip to Egypt was more of an adventure than I expected.
What started out as a grand-prize trip to the pyramids
ended up being one big scoop and the discovery of a treasure.
A treasure you can now visit at the Royal Mouse Museum.
All because of jelly beans.
This is Geronimo Stilton reporting from Egypt.
[munching noises]
Ah! There's a lemon jelly bean. Mm-mm! Peanut butter.
[whoops] Licorice, I love licorice.
Hey, anybody want a mango flavor?
[cell phone rings]
Hello? [sighs]
Hello, Grandpa. Yes, Grandpa. No, Grandpa.
Yes, I'm working on another scoop.
-Hey, look, a cinnamon one. -[cell phone beeps]
Trap, no. [sneezing]
-You know you want one. They're yummy. -[Geronimo] Keep those away.
-[Geronimo sneezes] -[Trap laughs]
-[Trap] Come on, just a little. -No. I can't eat them. Trap!