Lisa: Excuse me, Miss Lavelle? I'd like to talk to you about Malibu
Stacy.
Stacy: Do you have any idea how many kids have tried to track me down?
Lisa: Am I the first?
Stacy: [pause] Yes.
Lisa: I want you to hear what Malibu Stacy is telling a generation of
little girls.
Stacy: [the doll] Thinking too much gives you wrinkles.
[The old iron gate creaks open slowly. Lisa walks in]
Boy: All right! I've been waiting nine years to get my frisbee back.
[He throws it, but it goes right back inside]
[moaning] Aw!
-- Another nine years you'll wait,
"Lisa vs. Malibu Stacy"
