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[At graduation]
Lizzie: Hey, Gordo! So, do I look okay?
Gordo: Lizzie, I'm your guy best friend, you should really talk to Miranda about this stuff.
Lizzie: But she's in Mexico City!
Gordo: Yes, your blue robe looks way cooler than all the other girls'.
Lizzie: Hey! You know this Paolo and Isabella CD isn't so bad. I mean if you're into the Alanis Morissette-y alternative, dark, like brooding, I-never-go-out-into-the-sunshine-and-my-life's-a-miserable-black-hole-of-depression kinda thing, then you'd think they stink. But I mean for a like driving-around-in-the-car-with-the-top-down-putting-on-your-lip-gloss-loving-life kinda thing, they're good! Here, listen...
[he leans close so they can share the headphones]
Gordo: Not bad. You use scented soap, huh?
Lizzie: What?
Gordo: Uh... n-never mind.
Matt McGuire: What is that?
Gordo: That is Miss Ungermeyer. Get on her good side, and it's your one-way ticket to an Ivy League School. But if you get on her bad side...
Janitor: [passing by with mop bucket] ... excuse me, gotta clean up some vomit.
Matt McGuire: You end up like that guy?
Gordo': You end up working for that guy.
Ethan: When are we going to eat spaghetti?
Kate: Its like nine in the morning.
Ethan: So what? You've never had spaghetti for breakfast before?
Kate: I don't eat carbs!
Ethan: So I suppose you've never had a spaghetti sandwich before?
Kate: This experience is so totally wasted on you...
Miss Ungermeyer: Craft! Sanders! Separate!
Kate: Oh, we did! And thank god!
Miss Ungermeyer: Ok, let's try something at your education level and take a ten minute shopping break while I choke down an espresso.
Miss Ungermeyer: You tell us where Lizzie is or this deck is gonna catch some serious air!
Ethan: Well it's possible that she's at the Italian Music Video Awards doubling for the Italian pop star Isabella who's like totally her twin.
[pause]
Ethan: Why does everyone always look at me like that?
Ethan: The sting.
Gordo: What sting?
Ethan: You want a little mano a mano?
Gordo: See, this is one of the reasons that me and you aren't friends. 'Cause I-I never have any idea what you're talking about.
Ethan: Ya, see. Some dudes get the approach. Others, the sting. That Italian dude? He's big-time approach.
Gordo: I actually feel my brain turning into goo.
Ethan: Embrace the sting. That's what you're vibin' here from Lizzie.
Gordo: Wait a minute. Now, you actually think that I'm jealous of Paolo.
Ethan: Word.
Gordo: [chuckling] Oh, no. No, see, that would mean that I like Lizzie as more than a friend.
Ethan: See? What do you mean you and I have trouble communicating, bro?
Gordo: [annoyed] You're wrong, man!
[Isabella stands opposite Lizzie, and Gordo is freaked out by the resemblance]
Gordo: Freaky, huh?
Lizzie: Way freaky!
Isabella: [in her Italian accent] Way, way freaky!
[Jo McGuire is trying to get assistance from the hotel desk clerk]
Jo McGuire: That's McGuire, Lizzie McGuire.
Giorgio: Yes, we are in the travel guides.
Jo McGuire: No, no, we're the parents of Lizzie.
Giorgio: Ah. l Via Liuzzi. I call a cab. Is very far.
Jo McGuire: Anyone else want to get up to the plate?
Isabella: [holding up a tabloid picture] Who is this girl? I've been on the island this whole time...
Gordo: [crawls underneath the mob] I can explain. That's my friend, Lizzie McGuire.
[He is dragged up to his feet by two security guards]
Isabella: [to security guards] Put him down, put him down. [looks around, turns to Gordo] We need to talk... in private.
[Isabella pulls him away]
Lizzie: Hey, Gordo! So, do I look okay?
Gordo: Lizzie, I'm your guy best friend, you should really talk to Miranda about this stuff.
Lizzie: But she's in Mexico City!
Gordo: Yes, your blue robe looks way cooler than all the other girls'.
Lizzie: Hey! You know this Paolo and Isabella CD isn't so bad. I mean if you're into the Alanis Morissette-y alternative, dark, like brooding, I-never-go-out-into-the-sunshine-and-my-life's-a-miserable-black-hole-of-depression kinda thing, then you'd think they stink. But I mean for a like driving-around-in-the-car-with-the-top-down-putting-on-your-lip-gloss-loving-life kinda thing, they're good! Here, listen...
[he leans close so they can share the headphones]
Gordo: Not bad. You use scented soap, huh?
Lizzie: What?
Gordo: Uh... n-never mind.
Matt McGuire: What is that?
Gordo: That is Miss Ungermeyer. Get on her good side, and it's your one-way ticket to an Ivy League School. But if you get on her bad side...
Janitor: [passing by with mop bucket] ... excuse me, gotta clean up some vomit.
Matt McGuire: You end up like that guy?
Gordo': You end up working for that guy.
Ethan: When are we going to eat spaghetti?
Kate: Its like nine in the morning.
Ethan: So what? You've never had spaghetti for breakfast before?
Kate: I don't eat carbs!
Ethan: So I suppose you've never had a spaghetti sandwich before?
Kate: This experience is so totally wasted on you...
Miss Ungermeyer: Craft! Sanders! Separate!
Kate: Oh, we did! And thank god!
Miss Ungermeyer: Ok, let's try something at your education level and take a ten minute shopping break while I choke down an espresso.
Miss Ungermeyer: You tell us where Lizzie is or this deck is gonna catch some serious air!
Ethan: Well it's possible that she's at the Italian Music Video Awards doubling for the Italian pop star Isabella who's like totally her twin.
[pause]
Ethan: Why does everyone always look at me like that?
Ethan: The sting.
Gordo: What sting?
Ethan: You want a little mano a mano?
Gordo: See, this is one of the reasons that me and you aren't friends. 'Cause I-I never have any idea what you're talking about.
Ethan: Ya, see. Some dudes get the approach. Others, the sting. That Italian dude? He's big-time approach.
Gordo: I actually feel my brain turning into goo.
Ethan: Embrace the sting. That's what you're vibin' here from Lizzie.
Gordo: Wait a minute. Now, you actually think that I'm jealous of Paolo.
Ethan: Word.
Gordo: [chuckling] Oh, no. No, see, that would mean that I like Lizzie as more than a friend.
Ethan: See? What do you mean you and I have trouble communicating, bro?
Gordo: [annoyed] You're wrong, man!
[Isabella stands opposite Lizzie, and Gordo is freaked out by the resemblance]
Gordo: Freaky, huh?
Lizzie: Way freaky!
Isabella: [in her Italian accent] Way, way freaky!
[Jo McGuire is trying to get assistance from the hotel desk clerk]
Jo McGuire: That's McGuire, Lizzie McGuire.
Giorgio: Yes, we are in the travel guides.
Jo McGuire: No, no, we're the parents of Lizzie.
Giorgio: Ah. l Via Liuzzi. I call a cab. Is very far.
Jo McGuire: Anyone else want to get up to the plate?
Isabella: [holding up a tabloid picture] Who is this girl? I've been on the island this whole time...
Gordo: [crawls underneath the mob] I can explain. That's my friend, Lizzie McGuire.
[He is dragged up to his feet by two security guards]
Isabella: [to security guards] Put him down, put him down. [looks around, turns to Gordo] We need to talk... in private.
[Isabella pulls him away]
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