muscle
does not mean you're not
gonna make it on my list!
Elevator is safe now.
[ Both straining ]
Hey! Your umbrella!
Feeling any better?
[ Weakly ] Mom?
[ Moans softly ]
Still a little warm.
Miss Sanders,
would you be so kind
as to look after her for me?
As in do stuff for her?
Why should I be punished?
I'm not the one who's sick.
Next year, I'm joining
the mouth breathers
at Water-slide Wonderland.
[ Sighs ]
You are so busted.
You've been out
of this hotel room.
What?
How do you know?
Please.
Your eyebrows finally match,
your hair has highlights,
fresh manicure.
I smelled acetone the second
I walked in the lobby.
Okay, but you didn't rat me out
to Miss Ungermeyer.
Yet.
Not until I figure out
what's in it for me.
Now spill, Dorkerella.
[ Helicopter blades whirring ]
You'll never make me talk!
I-I know that this
sounds insane,
but I think Paolo
really does like me.
How could this happen?
How did you get my trip?
How is Lizzie McGuire
living this fantasy
and I can't even get
an ltalian boy
to buy me a plate of spaghetti?
Um, Kate,
you don't eat spaghetti.
I'd eat carbs if an ltalian boy
bought them for me.
[ Chuckles ]
So, I suppose you want me
to keep quiet about this?
Yeah.
I'd appreciate that.
Well, I'll keep it quiet
if you keep it quiet
about me keeping it quiet.
And when we get back home,
I'm the cool one again,
and you turn
back into a pumpkin.
[ Knock on door ]
Oh, my God. It's her.
What are you doing?
Uh, it's a long story.
What do you want?
We're closed.
I-I just wanted
to talk to Lizzie.
So talk.
I was kind of thinking
maybe, you know,
outside in the courtyard.
If this is about
that parallel-universe,
Italian-rock-star,
Lizzie's-suddenly-a-diva thing,
I know all about it.
She figured it out.
Evil and smart.
Embrace it. Fear it.
You might want
to take a look at this.
I'm on the front cover
of a tabloid!
I wish to thank everyone
who's always believed in me
for this great honor.
Do you know what that says?
Paolo and lsabella
are supposed to be singing
at the music awards.
Well, it's got to be a mistake.
I had some ltalian girls
translate it.
Paolo didn't tell you?
Mmh, no.
Don't you think it's weird
he tried to hide this?
Can you believe it?
Maybe it's a last-minute thing.
Aren't these things planned
months in advance?
When did you become an expert
on ltalian award-show thingies?
It's called common sense,
which I have a lot of
to make up for my lack
of the slow curve.
Slow curve?
Forget it.
If you want to believe
some ltalian kid
you think you know
after two days
because he's
an international superstar,
is really rich and has
nice hair, be my guest.
Gordo.
[ Horn honking ]
Oh, my God! He's early!
Lizzie.
Oh, my God,
I gotta get dressed.
I'll cover for you in case
Miss Ungermeyer does one of her
middle-of-the-night,
head-check things.
Thanks. I owe you.
Duh!
Mom, Dad, I found something
on the lnternet
I think you both should see.
What is it?
Since Lizzie's in Europe,
I thought I'd do
a little E-search on ltaly.
That's nice, son.
But what I found out,
it's not so E-assuring.
In fact, it may shock you.
What are we looking at?
Maybe nothing, and, uh,
maybe something.
You see, when polled,
74% of ltalian teenage boys
said they would most like
to date American girls.
Where'd you get these numbers?
They're available for anyone
who has a computer.
You don't have to worry
about your sister.
She's well-chaperoned.
Miss Ungermeyer's there.
Yeah, what is she,
5'1", 5'2" max?
[ Scoffs ]
Oh, please.
Matt, as interesting
as this is,
where are you taking it?
All right, you caught me.
I always do.
I don't know why I even try.
I'll deny
I ever said this, but...
...I miss my sister.
There. I said it.
Now you know.
I know I rag on her
all the time,
but now that she's gone,
l-I --
[ Voice breaking ]
Oh, honey, we miss her, too.
So, so much.
[ Wailing ]
I feel