All language subtitles for Pitch Perfect

(SINGING) Please don't stop the, please
don't stop the Please don't stop the music

Please don't stop the music

Now, this is exactly the type of
performance you would expect to see

at the international Championship
of Collegiate A Cappella.

Am I right, Gail?

John, you're so right,
everything else seems wrong.

JOHN: Boy, these Barden University
Treblemakers always thrill the judges.

And the ladies in the room
cannot get enough.

So true, John.

Nothing makes a woman feel more like a
girl than a man who sings like a boy.

We're hand in hand, chest to chest

And now we're face to face

I wanna take you away
Let's escape into the music

DJ, let it play, I just can't
refuse it Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin' to it
Please don't stop the

Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the

Chloe, look at you. You're a mess.
You're unfocused. You're unreliable.

And your breath smells
like egg. Like, all the time.

I can't believe the
Bellas are being passed

on to you two slut bags
after we graduate.

Just don't eff up your solo.

I won't disappoint you.

My dad always says,
"if you're not here to win,

"get the hell out of Kuwait."

Has your dad ever told you to shut up?

I'm fine.

Please don't stop the music

Ouch! Boy, that hurt.

GAIL: Sexy man-splits.

JOHN: His pain
is our gain, Gail.

(CHEERING)

All right, good luck, guys!

Good luck out there!

Seriously, you girls are
awesome... Iy horrible.

I hate you. Kill yourselves. Girl power!
Sisters before misters!

All right, ladies, it's
now or never. Hands in!

ALL: One, two...

(ALL SINGING TOGETHER)

Up now, the Barden Bellas!

JOHN: Well, the Bellas
tonight are making history

as the first ever all-female group
to advance to the ICCA finals.

GAIL: That's right, John. Now, why
do you think it's taken so long

for an all-lady group to break through
that a cappella glass ceiling?

Well, Gail, the women, typically,
cannot hit the low notes,

which really round out an
arrangement, thrill the judges,

and that can really hurt
them in competition.

Women are about as good at a cappella
as they are at being doctors.

(PLAYS NOTE)

One, two, three, four.

(VOCALIZING)

(SINGING) I got a new life You would
hardly recognize me, I'm so glad

How could a person
like me care for you?

Why do I bother When
you're not the one for me?

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

It's enough, enough?

I saw the sign

Is it me or did we just take a
left turn into Snoozeville?

Yeah, and we parked in a lot
where they do not validate.

I saw the sign and it opened
up my eyes I saw the...

No!
Holy...

This is a surprise!

This has never happened! Now, this
is how you bring some excitement

to the international Championship
of Collegiate A Cappella.

She had a week's worth
of lunch and lost it.

Well, she didn't lose it.
We know exactly where it is.

It's all over the third row.
No, no...

(DANCE MASHUP PLAYING)

I got it. Thanks.

Hi there! Welcome to Barden
University. What dorm?

Baker Hall, I think.

Okay. So, what you're gonna do is
you're gonna go down this way,

you're gonna take a right and you
go through those double doors...

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

(SINGING) Don't you cry no more, no

(MIMICS GUITAR SOLO)

Your campus map.

And your official BU rape whistle.

Don't blow it unless
it's actually happening.

Hey.

You must be Kimmy Jin.
I'm Beca.

No English?

Yes English?

Just tell me where
you're at with English.

There he is. I'm Benji.
You must be Jesse.

And you must be kidding. Wow!

Looking at it now, I can
see that it's a bit much.

I can take it down.

No, no way. I mean, it took a
second for my eyes to adjust,

but I can roll with this.

Look, just so you know,
I'm not a total nerd.

I also happen to be super
into close-up magic.

Dude, that's awesome!

How long was that little guy in there?

Several days.

(MASHUP PLAYING)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

MAN: Hey, this is campus police.
Hide your wine coolers.

(CHUCKLES)

Just... It's your old
man making a funny.

Chris Rock, everybody.

Hey, you must be Beca's roommate.

I'm Dr. Mitchell,
Beca's dad.

I teach Comparative Literature here.

So, when did you get here?
How did you get here?

Took a cab. Didn't wanna
inconvenience you and Sheila.

How is the stepmonster?

She is fine, thank you for asking. She's
actually in Vegas at a conference...

No, Dad, I don't actually care. I
just wanted to say "stepmonster."

So, have you guys been
out on the quad yet?

In the springtime, all the
students study on the grass.

I don't wanna study on the grass, Dad.

I need to move to LA and get
a job at a record label

and start paying my dues.

Here we go again.
You know, Beca,

DJing is not a profession,
it's a hobby.

Unless you're Rick Dees
or someone awesome.

That's not... I...

I wanna produce music.
I wanna make music, Dad.

But you're going to get
a college education first.

For free, I might add.
End of story.

I'm going to the Activities Fair.

Me, too. I'm going to the Activities Fair
with my super-good friend, Kimmy Jin.

MEN: (CHANTING) Taking
names, taking numbers.

Join our righteous frat.

If you ain't pledging Sigma
Beta, you ain't worth no crap.

That's a double negative.
That's a lot of negatives.

Follow me. There's only one group
on this campus worth joining.

As far as Barden goes, that's
what being a man's all about.

(SINGING) Whip it!

(ALL VOCALIZING)

Wanna see you whip it
So could treat you right

Give me just a minute
Of your time tonight

The Treblemakers.

The rock stars of a cappella,
the messiahs of Barden.

Well, you know, not including athletes,
frat guys, or actual cool people.

Organized nerd singing.
This is great.

Yeah, it makes so much
sense. How's your voice?

We both are here to have
the... So let it whip

Oh, nice.

I will stop at nothing to
take those ding-a-lings down.

Hey, Barb. You gonna audition
this year? We have openings.

Now that you've
puked your way to the bottom,

you might actually consider me?

I auditioned for you three
times and never got in

because you said
my boobs look like baloney.

The word's out. Bellas is the
laughing stock of a cappella.

Good luck auditioning
this year. Douche-b's.

Oh, my God.
This is a travesty.

God, if we can't even recruit Baloney
Barb, then we can't get anybody.

Just take the dramatics
down a notch, okay?

Hi, do you wanna...

Well, you're the one
who got us into this hot mess.

We'll be fine.

I am confident that we will find

eight super-hot girls
with bikini-ready bodies

who can harmonize
and have perfect pitch. Okay?

Hi, would you like to be a member of...

Just keep flyering.
We have tradition to uphold.

How about we just get good singers?

What? Good singers? What?
Hi.

CHLOE: Can you sing?
Yeah.

Can you read music?
Yeah.

Can you match pitch?
Try me.

(SINGS NOTE)

(MATCHING NOTE)

(BOTH CONTINUE)

(HOLDS NOTE)

Yeah.

(TRAILS OFF)

(VOCALIZING)

That was a really good start.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)

I'm the best singer
in Tasmania. With teeth.

Love it.
What's your name?

Fat Amy.

Um... You call
yourself Fat Amy?

Yeah, so twig bitches like you
don't do it behind my back.

I will see you in auditions, Fat Amy.

I can sing but I'm also
good at modern dance,

olden dance, and mermaid dancing,

which is a little different.

You usually start on the ground.

AUBREY: Ooh.

It's a lot of floor work.
I see that.

Yeah, DJs. Deaf Jews.

Oh.
(MIMICS RECORD SCRATCHING)

Shalom!

That's not a real word but keep trying.

You will get there.

Not a lot of Jewish people
where you're from?

Ah...

No. I did do Fiddler on the
Roof, though, in high school.

It was, like, me and some Aboriginals.
It was really Jewish.

It was full-on Jew.

Hey, guys. All right,
I'll give you my number.

What about her?

I don't know. She looks a
little too alternative for us.

Hi, any interest in joining
our a cappella group?

Oh, right, this is, like, a thing now.

Totes. We sing covers of songs but
we do it without any instruments.

It's all from our mouths.

Yikes.

There's four groups on campus. The Bellas.
That's us. We're the tits.

The BU Harmonics.

They sing a lot of Madonna.

The High Notes.

They're not particularly motivated.

And then there's...

(ALL VOCALIZING)

So, are you interested?

Sorry, it just, it's pretty lame.

A-ca-scuse me?

Synchronized lady dancing to a Mariah
Carey chart topper is not lame.

We sing all over the world and we
compete in national championships.

On purpose?

We played the Cobb Energy
Performing Arts Centre, you bitch!

CHLOE: Oh!

What Aubrey means to say
is that we are a close-knit,

talented group of ladies whose dream is

to return to the national finals
at Lincoln Center this year.

Help us turn our dreams into a reality?

Sorry, I don't even sing, but it
was really nice to meet you guys.

What are we gonna do?

When you came in and you were
just strumming the guitar,

and it was, like, totally
off-key, I wanted to choke you!

Bumper.
I wanted to choke you out!

Okay, I'm gonna go introduce myself.

Everybody be cool.
It's just a normal day.

Hi. Hi.

Benjamin Applebaum.

I saw you guys perform at a Mall
of America like three years ago.

Totally changed my life. I have not
stopped thinking about you since.

Thank you.
Yeah.

And, Bumper, huge fan.

Your arrangement of Lovin'
Spoonful's Do You Believe in Magic

inspired me to become
a certified illusionist.

Wow.

The smell of your weird is actually
affecting my vocal cords,

so I'm gonna need you
to scoot. Skedaddle.

But why don't we just exchange emails,

and then totally hang out
right now, together?

No. Hard pass. Hard pass.

What a nerd alert. Okay,
guys, now let's match pitch.

(ALL VOCALIZING)

Too far.
You think?

Yeah. Should I have done another trick?

No, I think your trick was fine. I just
think the talking was a little weird.

Maybe you can try to
Facebook message him.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey, I'm Beca.

Over there.
Thanks.

DJ: Ninety-five point seven, WBUJ,
music for the independent mind.

(FUNKY MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey.
Hi.

Have you been standing there long?

No. No, I just got here,
I wasn't just standing here.

Freshmen aren't allowed in the booth.
Sorry.

I'm Luke. Station manager.
You must be Becky the intern?

It's...

Hey, man, what's up?
I'm Jesse.

I'm Luke. You're late.

Hey. I know you.

No, you don't.
Yeah, I do.

He doesn't.
Totally know her.

Okay, cool. Well, you guys can figure
it out while you're stacking CDs.

When you're done, there's more.

Now, you guys will be spending a lot
of down time together, so please, just

no sex on the desk.

I've been burned before.

I do know you. I sang to you. I
remember because you were in a taxi.

Wait, is your dad a taxi driver? No.

Oh.

This sucks. I wanted
to play music.

Not me. I'm here for one reason only.
I really love stacking CDs.

So, what's your deal?

You one of those girls
who's all dark and mysterious,

then she takes off her glasses and
that amazingly scary ear spike

and you realize that, you know,
she was beautiful the whole time.

I don't wear glasses.
Then you're halfway there.

(MASHUP PLAYING)

DR. MITCHELL: Beca.

Beca, wake up.

Funny, this doesn't look like
your lntro to Philosophy class.

I'm posing an important
philosophical question.

If I don't actually go to that
class, will it still suck?

Look, honey.
College is... It's great.

You get to create memories
here, I see it every day.

You just have to give it a chance.

You've been here, what, a month now?
Do you have any friends?

Kimmy Jin is my friend.
No.

You gotta get out there, Bec.
You gotta try something.

I got a job at the radio station.

Oh, great, that place.

Yeah, it's dark and dirty and has like,
what, those three weirdos who work there?

Well, four now.

You gotta try something new,
Bec. Join one club on campus.

And if, at the end of a year,
you still don't wanna be here,

you still wanna go off to
LA and be P. Diddy,

well, then, you can quit college.

And I will help you move to LA.

Seriously?
Yes, seriously.

But I really need to see it, Beca.

This is college. Join in.

(SINGING) You shout it out

But I can't hear a word you say

Talking loud Not saying much

Criticize

But all your bullets ricochet

You shoot me down But I get up

I'm bulletproof Nothing to lose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet You take your aim

You can sing!
Dude!

How high does your belt go?
My what?

Oh, my God! You have to
audition for the Bellas.

I can't concentrate on anything you're
saying until you cover your junk.

Just consider it.

One time, we sang backup for Prince.

His butt is so tiny that I can
hold it with, like, one hand.

Oops!
Oh!

Seriously. I am nude.

You were singing Titanium, right?

You know David Guetta? Have I
been living under a rock? Yeah.

That song is my jam.

My lady-jam.

That's nice.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

It is. That song
really builds.

Gross.
Can you sing it for me?

Dude, no. Get out!

Not for that reason. I'm not
leaving here till you sing. So...

(SIGHS)

(SINGING) I'm bulletproof
Nothing to lose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet You take your aim

Fire away, fire away

You shoot me down But I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down But I won't fall

I am titanium

Oh, yeah. I'm pretty
confident about all this.

You should be.

Oh!

Still need to shower.

You have a lovely voice.

Thanks.

Oh.

CHLOE: Yeah.
See you at auditions!

TOMMY: For your audition, each of
you will be singing sixteen bars

of Kelly Clarkson's
Since You've Been Gone.

If a group likes you, they
will contact you directly.

My tone-deaf sidekick Justin here
will be collecting your information.

If I could sing a lick,
in any human way possible,

I would, but I can't.

And I hate myself every day
because of it! I know.

But if you think this is
just some high school club,

where you can sing and dance your
way through any big social issue,

or confused sexuality,

you have come to the wrong place.

There is none of that here.

That's high school.

This shit is real life!

Now, don't just bring it,
sing it. And let's do this.

Hey, Bellas, remember when you tried to
play in the big leagues and you choked?

That should really be
a lesson to everyone.

If you sing the same boring,
girly shit every year,

you will blow chunks.
All over the place.

Vomit everywhere.

My fellow a-ca-people.

We will not let egotistical,
big-headed, garbage dirtballs,

whoever you may be, get in our way.

I promise you,

we will return to the lCCAs and
finish what we started last year.

(CLEARS THROAT)

And here's the first
one up. Good luck.

Whenever you're ready, dude.

Yeah, hi, my name is Cynthia Rose.

Not a dude.
It's not a dude.

(VOCALIZING)

(BEATBOXING)

(VOCALIZING)

(BEATBOXING)

(SINGING) Here's the thing
We started out friends

It was cool but it was all pretend

(TEARILY) Yeah, yeah, since
you've been gone

There's no backup
dancers? Okay.

(QUIETLY) Hello. My name
is Lilly Onakuramara.

I have gills like a fish.

I'm sorry. What was that?

Hello. My name is Lilly Onakuramara.
I was born with gills like a fish.

One, two, three, four.

Dedicated You took the time

Wasn't long till I called you mine

Yeah, yeah, since you've been gone

(VOCALIZING)

Oh.

Hi, everybody, my name is Stacie.

My hobbies include cuticle
care and the E! Network.

And all you'd ever hear me say

Is how I picture me with you

That's all you ever hear me say

(ALL VOCALIZING)

But since you've been gone

It's high.

I can breathe for the first time

Jesus.

I'm so moving on, yeah, yeah

Thanks to you Thanks to you

Now I get, I get what
I want (OPERATICALLY)

Now I get, I get what I want

I get what I want

ALL: Ugh!

(BEATBOXING)

You had your chance, you blew it

Out of sight, out of mind

Shut your mouth, I just can't
take it No, no, no, no

Shut your mouth, I just
can't take it No, no

(QUIETLY) Shut your mouth,
I just can't take it No

Again and again and again
and again And again and again

WOMAN: Since you've been gone

Thank you.

Performing live gives me such a rush.

(MIMICS WHIP CRACKING)

Crushed it.

Okay. That is everybody. I'm really
not that impressed this year, guys.

Oh, wait, there's one more.

Hi.

Hello.

BECA: Um...

I didn't know we had
to prepare that song.

Oh, that's okay. Sing
anything you want.

Uh...

May I?
Oh.

(CLAPPING AND TAPPING RHYTHMICALLY)

(SINGING) I got my ticket
for the long way round

Two bottles of whiskey for the way

And I sure would like
some sweet company

And I'm leaving tomorrow,
what d'ya say?

When I'm gone, when I'm gone

You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

You're gonna miss me by my hair
You're gonna miss me everywhere

I know you're gonna miss
me when I'm gone

Wow.

The sopranos. Jessica,
Mary Elise, Lilly.

The mezzos. Cynthia
Rose, Stacie, Kori.

And our altos. Fat Amy,
Denise, Ashley, and Beca.

We shall begin by drinking the blood
of the sisters that came before you.

Dude, no. Don't worry,
it's Boone's Farm.

Well, well, well, look who's in treble.

Ah, classic pun.
I know.

No Benji?

Now, if you'll place your
scarves in your right hand.

I, sing your name...

I...

(ALL SINGING THEIR NAMES)

...promise to fulfill the duties and
responsibilities of a Bella woman.

ALL:...promise to fulfill the duties
and responsibilities of a Bella woman.

And I solemnly promise to never have
sexual relations with a Treblemaker

or may my vocal cords
be ripped out by wolves.

ALL: And I solemnly promise to never
have sexual relations with a Treblemaker

or may my vocal cords
be ripped out by wolves.

You are all Bellas now.

(ALL SCREAM EXCITEDLY)

We did it.

I want some more of this.

Did we?

AUBREY: Ladies, welcome
to a-ca-initiation night.

Prepare to soften the beach.

I don't know what I'm doing here.

Just living the dream. I still can't
believe they let my sexy fat ass in.

Beca! Beca!

Wow.

Be-caw! Be-caw.

Do my eyes deceive me
or are you a Barden Bella?

No. You're one of those
a cappella girls,

I'm one of those a cappella boys,
and we're gonna have a-ca-children.

It's inevitable.
You're really drunk right now.

I don't think you're gonna
remember any of this.

No. I'm not drunk at
all, you're just blurry.

You okay? Yeah?
Yeah.

You almost fell over? No, she didn't.
You know, I could...

Can you pass a sobriety
test right now? Yep.

Can you stand up straight?
See how I come right back?

And I come right back.
Right. Wow.

Can I get you a drink?

It sounds great.

I'm gonna get you a drink. Go for it.

I think you need to get on this level.

Please be careful.

Hi.

I am so glad that I met you.

I think that we're gonna
be really fast friends.

Yeah. Well, you saw me naked, so...
Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, ladies. Gather around.
Ready for a show.

Come on, baby bubble, wait in line.
Yep. Yeah.

You want some of this.
I know you do.

Nice. Mmm-hmm.
Bumper and Donald.

Getting it.

Getting it.

You know, so there's like 10 of us.
Mmm-hmm.

That means that one of us
is probably a lesbian.

You think? Which one
do you think it is?

My money's on Black Beauty.

So, when I drink too much tonight,

can I count on you to hold
my hair back if I puke?

Ah.

Don't tell her I said that.

All right. I'm gonna go get a drink.
This ginger needs her jiggle juice.

See you later.
Make good choices.

I thought of a new
name for this hairstyle.

It's called the Orthodox Jew ponytail.

Yeah?

'Cause it's very reserved at the front...
I see that.

But party in the back.
I see these happening here.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(LAUGHS)

(ALL CHEERING)

Here's the real question.

Who would be easier to sleep with?

Captain America or a great white shark?

Great white shark. I wouldn't... Hey.

What are you turd
burgers talking about?

Dressing for comfort?

You are probably the grossest
human being I've ever seen.

Well, you're no
panty-dropper yourself.

So I have a feeling
that we should kiss.

And is that feeling a good
feeling or an incorrect feeling?

Well, I sometimes have a
feeling I can do crystal meth,

but then I think, "Hmm.
Better not." Yeah.

(SINGING) But you gotta keep
your head up

And you can let your hair down

You gotta keep your head up

I don't know the words, but I can...

Thank you.

This is awesome.

It's definitely something.

We are the kings of campus!

Keep your head up

And you can let your hair down

But you gotta keep your head up

And you can let your hair down

You gotta keep your head up

And you can let your hair down

I know it's hard, know it's hard

Man, the old Bellas was hot!

Yeah, they kept it tight.

AUBREY: Okay. Sopranos in the
front and altos in the back.

As you can see, Kori is not here.

Last night she
was Treble-boned.

She has been disinvited
from the Bellas.

That oath was serious?

Dixie Chicks serious.

You can fool around with whoever
you want to, just not a Treble.

That's not gonna be
easy. He's a hunter.

You call it a dude?

Stacie, the Trebles don't respect us,

and if we let them penetrate us,

we are giving them our power.

Not a good enough reason
to use the word "penetrate."

So, does anyone here
have anything to confess?

It was an accident. I...

Turn in your scarf and go.

(FAKE COUGHS) Slut.

Take your chair.

(CHAIR DRAGS NOISILY)

(SOBBING)

Was that necessary?

This is war, Beca,

and it is my job to make sure that
my soldiers are prepped at go time

with three kick-ass songs sung
and choreographed to perfection.

And there are only four
months until regionals.

So, if you have a problem with
the way that I run the Bellas,

then you should just...

(WHISPERING) Don't stress, Aubrey.
Relax.

We don't want a repeat of
what happened last year.

(EXHALES)

(QUIETLY) What happened last year?

What are you saying?

What happened last year?

And do you guys wanna see a dead body?

(INDISTINCT SPEAKING ON VIDEO)

Click on "Guy Pukes on Cat."

Enough! It happened.
It's over.

We will practice every day for at
least two hours, seven days a week.

And I trust you will
add your own cardio.

Why cardio? Yeah, no, don't
put me down for cardio.

Okay, moving on.

This is a list of all of the songs
that we have ever performed.

And you will notice that we only
do songs made famous by women.

There's nothing from
this century on here.

Because we don't stray from tradition.

Now, this is how we
will become champions.

(DOING VOCAL EXERCISES)

(VOCALIZING QUIETLY)

AUBREY: Come on, girls!
Let's go!

Go, go, go! Pick
up your knees!

Faster, faster! One, two,
one, two, one, two!

Knees up, knees up!
Go, go! Go! Let's get it.

Yes, Chloe. Nice. Amy!

What are you doing?

I'm doing horizontal running.

Horizontal running?

(VOCALIZING)

No.

No, no.

No.

I know... I can do it.

CHLOE: Five, six,
seven, eight.

(SINGING) Left you all alone

Okay, I'm calling it.

(QUIETLY) Thank God. I asked to go
to the bathroom three hours ago.

Nothing. I hear nothing.

Hey, Aubrey. Did we just learn the
same choreography from that video?

Okay. Don't forget to pick up
your performance schedules.

We have a gig next week.
That's right. Next week.

You guys, it's the Sigma Beta
Theta's Annual Fall Mixer.

Okay. Hands in, Bellas.

Hands in, a-ca-bitches!
Okay.

Sing "ah" on three...

(SINGING) Ah!

No, no, no. It's actually
on three, Fat Amy.

Ah.

All right. On three.

ALL: One, two...

(ALL SINGING ASYNCHRONOUSLY)

Okay, we will work on that
first thing next time.

Okay, guys.
Thank you. Goodbye.

She has man hands.

Beca, a word?

What's up?

You know you'll have to take those ear
monstrosities out for the Fall Mixer.

You really don't like me, do you?

I don't like your attitude.
You don't even know me.

I know you have a toner for Jesse.

A what?

A toner.

A musical boner. I saw it at Hood Night.
It's distracting.

Yeah, that's not a thing and
you're not the boss of me. So...

You took an oath.

That oath cost you two
girls already today.

I'm pretty sure you need
me more than I need you.

I can see your toner
through those jeans.

That's my dick.

Everything okay?

We better have our
shit together for SBT.

I'm not worried. I think
we're gonna be a-ca-awesome.

(SINGING) Turn it around, turn it
around Turn it around, turn it around

Turn it, turn it, turn it
around, turn it around

Turn it, turn it, turn it around, turn it
around turn it, turn it, turn it around

Ah!

Turn the beat around

Love to hear percussion

Turn it upside down

This makes my beer taste bad.

Turn the beat around

Love to hear it

I'm gonna stop this.

Whoa, whoa.
Just stop. Stop.

I am so sorry, Howie. I know
we're not performance ready.

I wanted the hot Bellas,
not this barnyard explosion.

I'm not paying for this. Let's go.
Come on. God.

Well, I hope you all remember
the way you feel right now,

so you will never wanna
feel this way again.

Chloe, your voice didn't
sound Aguilerian at all.

Chloe, for serious,
what is wrong with you?

I have nodes.

What? Oh, my God.
I found out this morning.

What are nodes?

Vocal nodules.

The rubbing together of your vocal
cords at above-average rates

without proper lubrication.

They sit on your windpipe
and they crush your dreams.

Isn't that painful?
Why would you keep performing?

Because I love to sing.

Yeah, it's like when my lady doctor
told me not to have sex for six weeks,

and I did it anyway.

You should really
listen to your doctor.

The key is early diagnosis.

I am living with nodes.

But I am a survivor.

I just have to pull back.
Because I am limited.

Because I have nodes.

AUBREY: Chloe,
this is horrible.

Well, at least it's not herpes.

Or do you have that as well?

(CHUCKLES)

Hmm?

Jesse?
Yeah.

I'm starving, so could you...

You want me to get you lunch?

You should probably
lay off the burgers.

You're not gonna
be 22 forever, you know.

Yeah, I think I'm good.

He's good.
You're good.

And the chess match continues.

Hey, this is my new mix,

so if there's anything
you wanted to play...

Yeah, okay, I'll put it on the pile.

Okay.

What's up, weirdo?

Okay.

What's this?
As much as I love

spending time with you stacking CDs...
And I do.

I love it, like, more than life.

...I figured we could do
some other fun things

that don't make us wanna
kill ourselves, right?

Yeah.
So, brought some movies.

Jaws, E. T., The Breakfast
Club, Star Wars and Rocky.

Best scored and soundtracked
movies of all time.

That's what I wanna do when I grow up.
I wanna score movies.

Bring people to tears,
you know. Blow their minds.

I feel like only music can do that.

Yeah.

You must really sweep
your girlfriend off her feet.

I don't have a girlfriend.

What?
No.

You have juice pouches and Rocky.

Okay, so what do you wanna watch first?

Wanna do something else?

We could relive my parents' divorce.

Or visit a gynecologist.

What, do you not like
movies or something?

Like, any movies? You don't...

What the hell is wrong with you?
How do you not like movies?

Not liking movies is like
not liking puppies.

They're fine. I just get bored
and never make it to the end.

The endings are the best part.

They're predictable.
Like, the guy gets the girl,

and that kid sees dead people and
Darth Vader is Luke's father.

Okay, right, so you just happened to guess
the biggest cinematic reveal in history?

"Vader" in German means father.

His name is literally
"Darth Father."

Huh.

So, you know German.

Well, now I know
why you don't like fun things.

You know, you need a movie education.

You need a movie-cation.
And I'm gonna give it to you.

Yeah, in between Bella
rehearsals, which are always.

Are you guys getting
ready for the riff-off?

What the hell
is a riff-off?

Hit it!

(ALL MIMICKING SIRENS)

(ALL CHEERING)

Welcome to the riff-off!

Who's ready to get vocal?

JUSTIN: The winners get
the greatest prize of all.

(MOUTHING) I'm taking you down.

The microphone used by Hoobastank...
(MOUTHING) I don't care.

...when they rocked out at the
Schnee Performing Arts Center.

Let's see our first category.

Ladies of the '80s.

Oh!

(CLAPPING)

(SINGING) Oh, Mickey, you're So fine
you're so fine You blow my mind

Hey, Mickey Hey, Mickey

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine...

You're so fine and you're mine

I'll be yours till the end of time

'Cause you made me feel

Yeah, you made me feel

Shiny and new

Like a virgin

Okay, guys.

Touched for the very first time

Like the one in me That's okay

Let's see how you do it Put up
your dukes, let's get down to it!

Hit me with your best shot

Why don't you hit me
with your best shot

Hit me with your best shot

Fire away

(VOCALIZING)

It must have been love

(ONLOOKERS JEERING)

But it's over now

But it's over right now

The negative side effects
of medical marijuana, folks.

You are... (CLAPS)

Cut off!

Stoney baloney. Let's check
out our next category.

So, we just pick any song that works?

Yeah, any song.
And you just go with it? Nice.

JUSTIN: And our
next category is...

Songs about sex.
Sex?

Na na na Come on

Na na na Come on, come on, come on

'Cause I may be bad
But I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air, I don't care
I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones May break my bones

But chains and whips Excite me

'Cause I may be bad
But I'm perfectly good at it

Sex, baby Let's talk about you and me

Let's talk about all the good things
and the bad things that may be

Let's talk about sex

Let's talk about sex
A little bit, a little bit

Let's talk about sex, baby

Baby, all through the night

I'll make love to you
Like you want me to

And I guess it's just the woman in you

That brings out the man in me

I know I can't help myself

You're all in the world to me

It feels like the first time

It feels like the very first time

It feels like the first time

It's going down, fade to Blackstreet
The homies got RB, collab' creations

Bump like acne, no doubt
I put it down, never slouch

As long as my credit can vouch a
dog couldn't catch me straight up

Tell me who can stop when Dre makin'
moves attracting honeys like a magnet

Giving 'em eargasms
with my mellow accent

Still moving this flavor With the
homies Blackstreet and Teddy

The original rump shakers

Keep going.

Shorty get down, good Lord

Baby got 'em up open all over town

Strictly biz, she don't play around

Cover much ground,
got game by the pound

Getting paid is her forte

Each and every day, true player way

I can't get her out of my mind

Okay.

I think about the girl all the time

I like the way you work it no diggity

I got to bag it up, baby

I like the way you work it No diggity

I got to bag it up, baby

I like the way you work it No diggity

I got to bag it up, baby

I like the way you work it No diggity

I got to bag it up, baby

I like the way you work it No diggity

I got to bag it up, baby

I like the way you work it No diggity

I got to bag it up We out

(ONLOOKERS CHEERING)

I mean, you're welcome.

It's a tough blow, ladies.

The word you needed to match was
"it." And you sang, "it's."

You are... (CLAPS)
ALL: Cut off!

Are you serious?
The Trebles win!

Beca, I'm sorry. You lost.

I've never heard that rule! Ladies,
ladies, come on. Come back.

Sorry.

Money in the bank.

(WHOOPS)

Enjoy watching us win the lCCAs.

On the TV. On a regional
cable affiliate.

Before everybody goes to bed tonight,

I need you to make a list
of everything you did wrong.

I'm gonna melt that Cabbage Patch Kid.

Hey, guys, what we just
did was great, right?

Calm your pits, Beca.
We still lost.

Yeah, but it was spontaneous.
It was awesome.

We were actually listening to...

Okay, everybody, hands in.

"Ah" on my count.

On three or after three?
On three.

After three.
One, two, three.

That's not how we do it.

Oh! Why can't we
figure this out?

(MASHUP PLAYING)

(LOUDLY) So, I just find songs that
have the same chord progressions

and create a track that
blends them together.

So, like, this is the new bass line,

and this is matching up downbeats.

(QUIETER) Oh, I'm talking really loud.

That's me singing.

(LOUDLY) This is really good.

(QUIETER) Now I'm the one
yelling, right?

That is amazing, Beca.

Thanks.

So, I brought this over,

because I wanna watch you
watch the end of this movie.

And then I can die a hero.

Wait, actually...

You have a habit of making yourself
at home, did you know that?

Yeah.

BECA: Hmm...

Okay.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON LAPTOP)

The Breakfast Club. 1985.

Greatest ending to any movie ever.

This song launched
Simple Minds in the US.

Could have been a Billy ldol
song, but he turned it down.

Idiot.

Perfectly sums up the movie.
It's equally beautiful and sad.

That is fascinating.

Right?

Tell me, what does Judd
Nelson eat for breakfast?

Oh, well, like all misunderstood
rebels, he feeds on hypocrisy.

Sure.

And black coffee to help
with his morning dumps.

You're an idiot.

It's true. I'm full
of fun facts.

You should let other people
tell you they're fun.

ANDREW: And an athlete.

ALLISON: And a basket case.

CLAIRE: A princess.

BENDER: And a criminal.

BRIAN: Does that answer
your question?

Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club.

You're missing the ending.

Sorry.

(ROCK MUSIC STOPS)

It's good. I'm sure
the beginning is...

The white girl is back.

And I'm out.

Always a pleasure, Kimmy Jin.

So... Excuse me. Excuse me.

BELLAS: (SINGING)
Love to hear it

Love to hear percussion

Turn it around, turn it
around, turn it around

(PANTING)

I should have taken that
cardio tip more seriously.

How much have you done?

You just saw it.

Chloe, you gotta be
able to hit that last note.

I can't. It's impossible.

And it's because of my, my nodes.

Her nodes. Her nodes.

Well, if you can't do it, then
someone else needs to solo.

I think Beca should take my solo.

Yeah, Beca would be excellent.

But also, someone else
might be equally as excellent.

It's true.
And they might be shy

and not wanna come forward
and say they wanted a solo.

Well, Beca doesn't want a solo, so...

I would be happy to do it

if I got to pick a new song
and do an arrangement.

Well, that's not how
we run things here.

Aubrey, maybe Beca has a point.
Maybe we could try something new.

A-ca-scuse me?

You can sing Turn the Beat Around and
that's the last I wanna hear of this.

That song is tired.
We're not gonna win with it.

If we pull samples from different genres

and layer them together,
we could make some...

Okay, let me explain something to you
because you still don't seem to get it.

Our goal is to get back to the finals
and these songs will get us there.

So, excuse me if I don't take advice from
some alt-girl with her mad lib beats,

because she's never even
been in competition.

Have I made myself clear?

Crystal. I won't solo.

Fine.

Fat Amy?
Yes, sir?

You'll solo.

(EXCLAIMS HAPPILY)

Yes! Yes.

(SINGERS VOCALIZING)

(SINGING) Look inside

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen.

The 2012 southeastern regional
competition has officially begun.

Yes, I'm Gail Abernathy McCadd,

and to my right is fellow a
cappella alum John Smith

and we are live from
Carolina University.

It's a new season for a cappella.

The regionals begin the
long road to Lincoln Center

where all of these youngsters
hope to one day win a trophy

by making music with their mouths.

F you F you very, very much

A cappella out of
sock puppets? Genius.

BECA: Yeah, look at the black
one with the white sock.

CYNTHIA ROSE:
it's making a statement.

There's no craft there. Watching
them will make you worse.

At least they're different.

F you very, very much

And the Sockappellas,
once again proving

that it doesn't get better for
everyone after high school.

Please don't stay in touch

Yeah

Do we clap?

No, we don't.
Never.

Hands in.

Remember, "ah" on three.

One, two...

(ALL SINGING ASYNCHRONOUSLY)
Wait, you said we'd...

I'm sorry.

It's okay,
it's gonna be okay. Okay.

Let's give it up for the Barden Bellas!

Wow.

This does not look like the fresh-faced
nubile Bellas that we have come to know.

Is it me or are those skirts
just not working anymore?

You're walking the line, John.

It's a nice surprise to see
the Bellas mixing it up.

It's refreshing, yet
displeasing to the eye.

(PLAYS NOTE)

One, two, three, four.

(ALL VOCALIZING)

(SINGING) I got a new life
You would hardly recognize me

GAIL: The Barden Bellas
bringing back

the same song they sang
at last year's finals.

And all eyes will be on
senior Aubrey Posen.

She could toss some
cookies at any moment.

When you're not the one for me?

It's enough, enough?

I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes

And I am happy now living without you

I've left you all alone

I saw the sign and it opened
up my eyes I saw the sign

GAIL: And she makes it through, folks.
No cookie toss.

I saw the sign

I saw the sign

(ALL VOCALIZING)

Close your eyes, give
me your hand, darlin'

Do you feel my heart beating?

Do you understand?

John, a change of pace could not come
soon enough here for the Barden Bellas.

This is not a great way
to start their season.

Yeah, this number is like an
elephant dart to the public's face.

...eternal flame

Turn it around, turn it
around, turn it around

Oh, yeah!

Turn the beat around
Turn the beat around

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

Love to hear percussion

Turn it upside down
Love to hear percussion

Love to hear percussion
Turn the beat around

Turn the beat around
You gotta turn it around

Love to hear percussion

Turn it upside down

Turn the beat around
You gotta turn it around

Love to hear it, love to
hear it, love to hear it

Love to hear percussion

(ALL VOCALIZING)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING LOUDLY)

Yes.

(WHOOPS)

MAN: Yeah, Fat Amy.

Boo!

GAIL: The Barden Bellas went deep
into the archive for that song, John.

I remember singing it
with my own a cappella group.

And what group was that, Gail?

The Minstrel Cycles, John.

Well, that's an unfortunate name.

EMCEE: Thank you.
Really incredible.

The Barden Bellas. Thank you.

(MOUTHING) That was great.

EMCEE: Amazing.

You know, there must be something in the
water over there at Barden University,

'cause this next group
is also from Barden.

Ladies and gentlemen, the
Barden University Treblemakers.

Here we go, the Barden T reblemakers.
They're

on the trail for Lincoln Center, huh?

Absolutely, they always are, Gail.

My favorite, and everyone's favorite.

Now it says here in my notes that
their front man Bumper Allen

has recently released his
own line of sports sandals.

Shh!

(ALL VOCALIZING)

You spin my head
right round, right round

When ya go down, when ya go down down

You spin my head
right round, right round

When ya go down, when ya go down down

Walk out the house with
my swagger hop in the whip

Yo, I got places to go

People to see, time is precious I
look at my Cartier, out of control

Boy, the bad boys of a cappella
have just gotten badder.

Whoo! That's right, John.

I'm gonna have to excuse myself
to freshen up the downtown.

Can I help?

Unlike myjewelry that's always on cold

I know the storm is coming My pockets
keep telling me it's gonna shower

Call up my homies
It's on and poppin' tonight

'Cause it's meant to be ours

We keep a fade-away shot 'cause we
balling this platinum Patron every hour

Look, mama, I owe you just
like the flowers

Girl, you the truth with
all that goody power

You spin my head right
round, right round

When ya go down, when ya go down down

Ladies and gentlemen, the moment
we've all been waiting for.

The results of tonight's
regional competition.

In third place, the Sockappellas!

Yeah, lucky you.
In second place,

and advancing to this year's
semi-finals, the Barden Bellas.

Yeah.

Yes!

Awesome.

Oh, nice. Nice.

Hey, ugh!

And the winner of tonight's
regional competition,

defending their crown,
ladies and gentlemen,

the Barden University Treblemakers!

MAN: Way to go, Trebles.

Yes! Yes!

That's right!

(MEN VOCALIZING)

(SINGING) Jump out your car in
the middle of the street

Open up your trunk, let the
bass beat bass beat Bass beat

Go ahead, go ahead

Mama, you look so professional
I'm followin' you, sweatin' you

I can't believe I'm doing what I'm
doing What is wrong with my head?

Go ahead, go ahead

Now let me see that
booty work, booty work

Left cheek, right cheek
Left cheek, right cheek

(TREBLEMAKERS CHEERING)

I'm willing to sign breasts.
Yes! I'm willing to sign...

Oh, look who it is. Old dudes.

(SING-SONG) Get a life.

Sonic boom.

Just 'cause we graduated
a few years ago,

doesn't mean we can't still get off
performing our oral magic, all right?

Oral magic?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, buddy, buddy.

Are you looking for what I
think you're looking for?

BUMPER: Yeah, a fight?
You looking for a fight?

Please, please. Please say
you're looking for a fight.

Please, please say
you're looking for a fight.

Yes! I will fight.

I would fight him,

but I tore a quad within
the midst of the dance...

Hey, Gandhi. Hey, you, are
we doing this or what?

Hit me.
What?

Let's get it on!

Mmm-mmm.

I've wrestled crocodiles
and dingoes simultaneously.

Come here! JESSE: Why do
you want me to hit you?

I don't wanna do that.

I need to feel something.
Hit me as hard as you can.

Hit me hard. Take this. Take this.
I want you to hit me with it.

I'm just gonna...
I'm just gonna check on them.

The kraken has been unleashed.
Feel the Fat Amy force!

Hey.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my gosh.

Oh!

That's fantastic!

Amy, don't. Amy!
Feel the fat power.

Fat Amy! Kick me in the balls!

BECA: Amy!

Give me the sharp weapon,
I wanna put it up his butt!

Ooh! Cherry on top.

(ALL GASP)

Which way are you running?

This way. This way.
All right.

MAN: Beautiful.

Amy!

Vertical running.

AMY: I'm vertical running.

Hey, Hilary Swank from
Million Dollar Baby.

Hey, you know you just have to
say, "Hey, Million Dollar Baby."

You don't have to reference
the specific actress.

Damn. Prison changed you.

Thanks for bailing me out.

Well, I didn't.

You called my dad?

I know, I know, but they were
putting you in handcuffs, Bec.

It looked pretty serious.

That doesn't mean you call my dad.

Who else was I gonna call? Okay,
why are you yelling at me?

I'm the only one here.

I didn't ask you to be.

I was just trying to help you.

I don't need your help,
you're not my boyfriend.

Got it.

Dad, it's not a big deal.
Yeah, it's a big deal.

I get a call in the middle of the night

saying my daughter's been arrested
for destruction of property.

It was a misunderstanding and
I was protecting my friends.

I was putting myself
out there. Making memories.

If you think I'm paying for you to
go to LA after a stunt like this,

I'm not.
Get in the car.

You're not even gonna hear
what I have to say about this?

No, not tonight.
Just get in.

ALL: Hey!

AMY: What up, Shawshank?

Did you get yourself a bitch?

Did they spray you with a hose?

(QUIETLY) I did a turn at County.

You guys waited up for me?

Of course we waited up for you.

They've been here for hours.
It's a real inconvenience, Beca.

Beca, I'm glad you're here.

I'm calling an emergency Bella meeting.

No.

First up...
Yes.

Our score sheet revealed that the
Sockappellas almost beat us.

And Fat Amy, you need to do it
exactly how we rehearsed it, okay?

No surprises.

We should be taking risks.
It's not enough to be good,

we need to put ourselves
out there, be different.

Beca's right. The Trebles never
sing the same song twice.

The audience love the
Trebles, they tolerate us.

We could change the
face of a cappella if we...

Oh, my God, that sounded so queerballs.
What's happening to me?

Let me show you this arrangement
I've been working on.

CHLOE: I didn't know
you were into this stuff.

Yeah.

Okay, I have the pitch pipe, and I say
that we focus on the set list as planned.

From now on, there will be
no more wasting time with work

or school or boyfriends or partners.

Sorry, Cynthia Rose.

But Aubrey, this stuff
is pretty cool. I mean...

Okay. Rehearsal tomorrow,
8:00 a.m. sharp.

(DANCE MASHUP PLAYING)

Hey!

This is my track! You're
playing my song right now!

That is awesome!
You like it?

You put it on the
radio! That is amazing!

It's a sick beat.

Yeah, I always thought
her beats were pretty sick.

Hey, Becky, listen, spring break, I
want you to take the night shift.

Play your music.

The DJ at the Garage does a brilliant
version of this, but yours? It's better.

Yeah, it is.

I'm gonna listen to her tonight. I think
you should... You should come with.

I have a thing.

Flight attendant training?

It's Barden Bellas. I have
the semi-finals tonight.

Really? I did not have you
pegged as an a cappella girl.

That's 'cause you don't
know Becky like I do.

See you tonight.

Okay, don't you
flat-butts worry, I got this.

I'm just gonna pump and dump.

BUMPER: I don't
care what you say.

Sisqo live, best performance
ever, I've ever seen.

"Thong Song" isn't his only hit. Yeah.

All right? That's serious.

Yo, Bump, is that Fat Amy?

Donald, slow down! Slow down!

Yeah! All right!

Hey, Amy? Sabotage!

(TREBLEMAKERS EXCLAIM TRIUMPHANTLY)

I've been shot.

I've just been shot! Help me.

Fat Amy!

They shot Amy!

I've got you. I've got you.

No, no, no. I'm talking,
I'm talking... I'm sitting up.

All right. Cool.
AMY: There's no need for that.

No mouth to mouth.

Oh, shit. Bumper threw
a big-ass burrito at me.

I'm gonna kill him, I swear. I'm
gonna finish him like a cheesecake.

(HUMMING)

You've got yourself
a little something there.

Just leave it.
It fuels my hate fire.

CHLOE: (SINGING)
I hopped off the plane at LAX

With a dream and my cardigan

Welcome to the land of fame
excess am I gonna fit in?

I jumped in the cab
Here I am for the first time

Look to my right
And I see the Hollywood sign

This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous

My tummy's turnin'
And I'm feelin' kinda homesick

Too much pressure and I'm nervous

That's when the taxi man turned on
the radio And the Jay-Z song was on

Oh, my God.

And the Jay-Z song was on
And the Jay-Z song was on

So I put my hands up
They're playin' my song

The butterflies fly away

I'm noddin' my
head like, "Yeah!"

Movin' my hips like, "Yeah!"

Got my hands up,
they're playin' my song

You know I'm gonna be okay

Yeah! It's a party in the USA!

Yeah!

It's a... It's...
(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

Oh.

What the hell?

Um... It's pretty cool, actually. I
think we're just running out of gas.

No, that can't be.
You just filled the tank.

Yeah, I did.

And, yet, maybe I didn't, because
I got hit by flying Mexican food.

(ENGINE STOPS)

AMY: And we're out.

A-ca-scuse me?

A-ca-believe it.

AMY: Man, what
are we gonna do?

Maybe we could call...

No, don't even say it,
Chloe. How dare you?

Oh, no, actually that
is a really good idea.

I've got Bumper's number.

Why do you have Bumper's number?

Uh...

Uh...

(BEATBOXING)

So, Bellas,

what boring, estrogen-filled set have
you prepared for us this evening?

AMY: Excuse me?

But you guys are gonna get
pitch-slapped so hard

your man boobs are gonna concave.

(BEATBOXING)

Nine miles, guys.

(BEATBOXING QUIETLY)

That's pretty good.

I set fires to feel joy.

That's adorable.

(ALL VOCALIZING)

(SINGING) My baby's always dancin'

And it wouldn't be a bad thing

But I don't get no loving

And that's no lie

We spent the night in Frisco
At every kind of disco

Five minutes, Bellas.

Where did he come from?
Shh!

It's over. There's no way we can
beat the Footnotes and the Trebles.

Don't blame it on the good
times Blame it on the boogie

Don't blame it on the sunshine
Don't blame it on the moonlight

Don't blame it on the good
times Blame it on the boogie

I just can't I just can't

I just can't control my feet

So blame it on the boogie

(AUDIENCE CHEERING LOUDLY)

Whoo! That little
peanut can sing.

He really can. It sounds to me, though,
Gail, like his boys haven't dropped yet,

if you know what I mean.

If you mean his testicles,
then I do, John.

I do. I really do.

AUBREY: A-ca-huddle, now.

The top two teams go to the finals,
so we just have to beat one of them.

And if we do it exactly how we rehearsed
it, we will get there, okay? Exactly.

Hands in.

STACIE: On three
or after three?

Screw it. Let's just do it.

Put your hands together
for the Barden Bellas!

JOHN: Okay, the Bellas
are coming out.

Another step in this competition and...

One, two, three, four...

(ALL VOCALIZING)

JOHN: Here we go again.

GAIL: Looks like they're
sticking with what they know.

I got a new life

You would hardly
recognize me, I'm so glad

How could a person
like me care for you?

Why do I bother When
you're not the one for me?

Is enough, enough?

This time, baby

I'll be bulletproof

This time, maybe

I'll be bulletproof

I saw the sign

Bulletproof

Bulletproof I saw the sign

JOHN: A little tension on
the stage tonight.

GAIL: Claws are out.

This is just friendly collegiate fun.

It's a tough competition, but we're
all here to have a good time.

That's right, John. But a mistake can
haunt you for the rest of your life

and affect your children.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING LOUDLY)

What the hell, Beca? Were
you trying to screw us up?

Are you serious?

Newsflash. This
isn't the Beca show.

Okay, I'm sorry that I messed you up,

but in case you hadn't noticed, everybody
pretty much dozed off during our set.

It's not your job to decide
what we do and when we do it.

Why don't you ask the
rest of the group how

they felt about your
little improvisation?

Amy?

It was cool. But it did take
us a little bit by surprise.

Yeah, a lot by surprise.

A little.

I told you she wasn't a Bella.
Aubrey, don't.

No, that's okay.
You don't have to pretend

you're allowed to have a
say in the group, right?

Your attitude sucks. You're
a grade-A pain in my ass,

and I know you're
hooking up with Jesse.

Whoa. Whoa. Aubrey, calm down.
We're not hooking up, I swear.

Jesus Christ! That's perfect. Of
course you're here right now.

I don't need your help,
okay? Can you back off?

BENJI: Trebles.
Time to bring the pain.

If this is what I get for trying...

BENJI: Beca? Beca, wait.

Aubrey, it actually went really well.

Chloe, stop!

Excuse me.
Oh, my God. Okay.

Beca? Beca, wait.

JOHN: And the Treblemakers
seal the deal tonight.

GAIL: Unfortunately, Barden's other
group, the Bellas, do not advance,

and senior Aubrey Posen
loses her chance to

redeem herself from
last year's Pukegate.

(KNOCKING)

KIMMY: Happy spring break.

Thanks.

(INAUDIBLE)

BRIAN: (ON LAPTOP) In the simplest terms,
in the most convenient definitions.

But what we found out is that each
one of us is a brain. (GASPS)

ANDREW: And an athlete.

ALLISON: And a basket case.

CLAIRE: A princess.

BENDER: And a criminal.
(SOBBING)

BRIAN: Does that answer
your question?

Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, my God.

Okay.

We are from the Collegiate
A Cappella Association.

It has come to our attention
that you are not in college.

Is this your mother?
(CLEARS THROAT)

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

This is Aubrey Posen.

Yes, thank you, sir.

I look forward to seeing
you again at Lincoln Center.

Yes!

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

(MOUTHING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

Ah.

Aubrey?

(BEATBOXING)

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

(CHUCKLES)

I'm all in, bitches.

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

(ALL CHEERING)

Okay. The a-ca-gods have looked down on us
and they have given us a second chance.

Shalom!

I texted Beca.

You did what?

She makes us better.

That's not an opinion
for you to have, Chloe.

Why? Because
it's not yours?

You're not always right, you know.

We will win without her.

Jesse, I know you're in there.
I can smell popcorn.

(MOVIE PLAYING ON HEADPHONES)

Jesse, come on. Open up.

Hey. I tried to call you. I
left you a bunch of messages.

Yeah, I got them.

I'm sorry that we fought.

I was mad and I overreacted
and I'm just...

Aubrey makes me crazy.

Seriously?

You think I'm mad
because you yelled at me?

No, I know...

No, you don't. You think
you know, but you don't.

You push away anyone who could
possibly care about you. Why is that?

I don't know.

Well, you better figure it out
because I'm done with...

Whatever this is.

Jesse...
I'm done.

(SIGHS)

Women.

Yeah.

Okay, stop.

What is happening to us?

Chloe, you sound like
you smoke three packs a day.

Stacie, you are so
behind on choreography.

And Jessica and Ashley, it is like
you haven't been here all year long.

Aubrey, really?

We've literally been
here the whole time.

Aubrey, please, just give us a break.

It's kind of not the same
without everyone here.

We need Beca.

Maybe if Aubrey loosened
the reins a little bit.

Okay, shut it, Chloe!

Whoa!

Oh, I'm sorry.
That was rude.

Chloe, could you please get your head
out of your ass? It's not a hat.

(HUFFS)

A-ca-awkward.

Again.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

No one was more surprised than me,
but I really liked those girls.

And you thought
quitting was the answer?

Seriously? You can
say that to me?

Oh, come on, Bec, that's so unfair.

Look, your mom and I, we didn't work.

But I tried so hard to make
things right between us.

But you, you just shut me out.

Yeah, well, I shut everybody
out. Don't take it personally.

It's just easier.

It's also really lonely.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

What do I do?

Well, that's up to you.

Trebles, listen up!

If this is about the Bellas getting
into the finals, we already know.

I don't give a crap
about those dumb bitches.

Because I'm being brought up
to the musical big leagues.

What are you talking about?

John Mayer just asked me,
personally, through an assistant,

to sing backup on his
(SING-SONG) new CD.

I leave for Los Angeles in a few
hours, so I gotta get going.

But Bumper, what about the lCCAs?
They're this weekend.

Hmm. Sorry, buddies, but I won that shit
like 100 times, so I'm out of here.

Got a collarless leather jacket to buy.
Maybe some aviators.

I might get an earring, I don't know.

It's Los Angeles. This is exciting stuff.
My life rules!

Bumper's a jerk. All
right, I said it. Yeah.

Well, he's a jerk that we
need to replace. Yeah.

DONALD: Pronto dente.

You know he writes his own fan mail.

Spot opened up, and
it's yours if you want it.

Just one condition. Promise
me you won't get all weird.

We're just a group of guys singing
a bunch of covers of songs, okay?

If you get weird, they will
definitely not let you stay.

Deal. Although I don't know
what you mean by weird.

Got it.

I have been there for you for so many
years, and all you do is treat me like...

All right, no, okay,
just shut up! Everyone!

Come on, I joined this
group so I could hang

out with a bunch of really cool chicks.

And also 'cause I was really
sick of all my boyfriends

and I need to get away from that.

But this is some serious horseshit.

What's that smell?
Stinks everywhere.

I don't wanna be like the old Bellas.

Yeah, I wanna be how we are now.

(QUIETLY) Me, too.

We should have listened to Beca.

Oh, so it's my fault?

That's not what I'm saying.

No, no, no, that's what
you're all thinking, isn't it?

That I'm the jerk. I am the
girl obsessed with winning.

Aubrey, you're too controlling
and it's gonna ruin all of us.

You know what, I can lose
control if I want to.

I can let go. This time I'm
not gonna choke it down.

Hmm?

(AUBREY GAGGING)

(BELLAS SCREAM)

Come on, bring it!
You can do better than that!

That's all you got?

Enough! Enough!

We could have been champions!

Give me the pitch pipe, you bitch!

Give it to me!

(ALL SCREAMING)

Give it to me!
Give it to me!

Never!

I'll protect you.
I'll protect you.

Hands off the goodies!

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

Move, you bitches!

Guys!

Guys, stop!
What is going on?

Nothing. Nothing.
This is a Bellas rehearsal.

I know. I just

wanted to say that I'm sorry.

What I did was a really dick move

and I shouldn't have changed the
set without asking you guys.

And I definitely shouldn't have left.

I let you guys down
and I'm really sorry.

And...

Aubrey, if you would
have me, I want back in.

(DRAGS CHAIR NOISILY)

(WHISPERING) Aubrey.

Wait.

Thank you. That would
have been embarrassing.

Beca, I know that I've
been hard on you, okay?

I know that I have been
hard on everyone here.

But I am my father's daughter.

(VOICE BREAKING) And he always said,
"if at first you don't succeed,

"pack your bags."

Jesus.
That's really crazy.

I get it. Mine
gets on me, too.

Not like that, but...

I guess we don't really know
that much about each other.

About most of you, really.

Well, I'll confess something
that none of you know about me.

(INHALES AND EXHALES DEEPLY)

I have a lot of sex.

Yeah, we know, Stacie.

Only 'cause I just told you.

This is a good idea.

That was a pretty bad example,
but this is a good idea.

Why don't we all go around the room,

and we can all say something about
ourselves that nobody else knows.

Okay, I got something.

This is hard for me to
admit to you guys.

I think we all know where this
is going. Let's be honest.

Well, for the last two
years, I've had a serious

gambling problem.

What?
What?

It started when I broke
up with my girlfriend.

(SINGING) Whoomp! There it is

(MOUTHING) I still love you.

BECA: Anyone else?

(QUIETLY) I ate my twin in the womb.

What?

Okay.

Fat Amy?

I'm an open book.

I mean, for God's sake,
you guys all call me Fat Amy.

See, I guess I'm just not really
living if I'm not being 100% honest.

And my real name is Fat Patricia.

WOMAN: What?

Okay. I've never been
one of those girls

who had a lot of friends
who were girls. And I do now.

And that's pretty cool.

So, that's me.
Someone else please go.

Okay.

Over spring break, I made the
courageous decision to remove my nodes.

(GASPS)

I know. The doctor said that
I can't sing above a G-sharp,

maybe ever.

(SOBBING) I thought
the season was over.

It's okay. It's okay.

Beca, what do we do?

I'm sorry.

Maybe not here.

All right. Let's
remix this business.

Aubrey, would you
pick a song for us, please?

Bruno Mars, Just The Way You Are.

Okay. Chloe, are you
okay to take the lead?

Yeah.

(VOCALIZING)

(SINGING) Oh, her eyes, her eyes Make
the stars look like they're not shinin'

Her hair, her hair Falls
perfectly without her trying

She's so beautiful

And I tell her every day

I was thinking 'bout
her, thinkin' 'bout me

Thinkin' 'bout us, what we gonna be

Opened my eyes, it
was only just a dream

She don't see what I see

But every time she asks me,
"Do I look okay?"

It was only just a dream

When I see your face So I
traveled back down that road

Will she come back?
No one knows

I realize it was only just a dream

There's not a thing that I would change

'Cause you're amazing

Just the way you are
It was only just a dream

When I see your face So I
traveled back down that road

Will she come back?
No one knows

I realize it was only just a dream

There's not a thing that I would change

'Cause you're amazing

Just the way you are
It was only just a dream

When I see your face Face

Hands in.

ALL: One, two...

(ALL SINGING TOGETHER)
(SINGING LOW NOTE)

What was that?

I don't know, I've never
made that sound before.

Yo, but with your messed up vocal
cords, you could hit the bass notes.

Do you know what that means?

Yes, Lilly?

I think I have something
that can help us out.

Excuse me, bitch, you
don't need to shout.

Okay, don't get mouthy.

(SINGERS VOCALIZING SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(PERFORMING VOCAL WARM-UP)

Ah!

JOHN: Welcome to the finals

of the 2012 international Championship
of Collegiate A Cappella.

Lincoln Center is proud to welcome back
all of these young hopefuls tonight

who are hoping to win a trophy by
making music with their mouths.

(INAUDIBLE)

JOHN: This is gonna be a big
night, and I tell you, Gail,

if you can just shut your eyes.
GAIL: I'm doing it.

Shut your eyes and get rid
of all the a-ca-politics,

then you can remember that being at
Lincoln Center, in the Big Apple,

and singing on this storied stage is
the dream of every a cappella singer.

GAIL: You said it, John.

MAN: (SINGING)
It's the final countdown

(ALL VOCALIZING)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

The University of Virginia
Hullabahoos, ladies and gentlemen.

There they are.

TREBLEMAKERS:
One, two, three, swag!

EMCEE: Welcome back to the International
Championship of Collegiate A Cappella.

This next group, they need no
introduction, but I'll do it anyway!

Hey.

Hey.

Good luck.

Thanks. You, too.

...the Barden University
Treblemakers!

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(ALL VOCALIZING)

(SINGING) I been livin' for the weekend

But no, not anymore

'Cause here comes that familiar
feelin' that Friday's famous for

Yeah, I'm lookin' for some action

And it's out there somewhere

You can feel the electricity

All in the evening air

And it may just be more of the same

But sometimes you wanna go
Where everyone knows your name

So I guess I'll have to wait and see

But I'm just gonna let something
brand new happen to me

And it's all right It's all right

It's all right It's so bright

Bright lights and the big city

It belongs to us tonight

I've got the magic in me

Every time I touch that
track it turns into gold

Now everybody knows
I've got the magic in me

When I hit the floor
The girls come snappin' at me

Now everybody wants some presto magic

These tricks that I'll attempt
Will blow your mind

Pick a verse, any verse I'll
hypnotize you with every line

I'll need a volunteer
How about you, with the eyes?

Come on down to the front And
sit right here and don't be shy

So come one, come all
And see the show tonight

Prepare to be astounded
No ghost or poltergeist

You know I'm no Pinocchio
I've never told a lie

They call me Mr. Magic Man
I float on cloud nine

I got the magic in me
I got the magic, baby

Every time I touch that
track it turns into gold

Oh, yes, it turns to gold

Everybody knows I've got the magic

Clap your hands, come on

Magic, magic, magic

Everybody clap your hands, come on

I got the magic in me

(AUDIENCE CHEERING LOUDLY)

GAIL: Oh, the Trebles closing
it strong like always.

JOHN: Absolutely tight. It's gonna
be very hard to beat that tonight.

GAIL: Every other group has their
work cut out for them, John.

JOHN: I'm glad it's not us anymore, Gail.
Those days are over, thank goodness.

GAIL: Especially since they
wouldn't have us back.

All right. How about that?

The Barden University Treblemakers.

I love you, awesome nerds.

Yeah, you guys are the best.

Even though some of you are pretty thin,
I think that you all have fat hearts,

and that's what matters.

Okay, let's just
smash this. Okay?

EMCEE: Ladies and gentlemen,
the Barden Bellas!

JOHN: Oh, my goodness gracious.
Will you look at this?

Gone are those Bella uniforms and
this is a whole new look for them,

and it is hot, hot, hot.

GAIL: John, these
girls could turn me.

WOMAN: We love you, Bellas!

(PLAYS NOTE)

One, two, three, four.

(ALL VOCALIZING)

(SINGING) Seems like
everybody's got a price

I wonder how they sleep at night

When the sale comes first
And the truth comes second

Just stop for a minute and Smile

Everybody look to the left

Everybody look to the right

Can you feel that? Yeah

We're paying with love tonight

It ain't about the money

It's not about the money, money, money

We don't need your money, money, money

We just wanna make the world dance

Forget about the price tag

It ain't about the
cha-ching cha-ching

Ain't about the, yeah,
ba-bling ba-bling

Wanna make the world dance

Forget about the price tag

Price tag Forget about the price tag

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Won't you come see about me?

I'll be alone dancing You know it, baby

Tell me your troubles and doubts

Giving me everything inside and out

Don't you 'Cause you're amazing

Forget about me Just the way you are

As you walk on by

Will you call my name?

As you walk on by

Will you call my name?

As you walk on by

Will you call my name?

I say...

(VOCALIZING)

Tonight I will love, love you tonight

Give me everything tonight

For all we know
We might not get tomorrow

Let's do it tonight

Forget what they say
All my cares, they play

I want you tonight

Grab somebody sexy Tell 'em hey

Give me everything tonight

Give me everything tonight

Take advantage tonight

'Cause tomorrow I'm off to
do battle perform for princes

But tonight, I can make you my
queen and make love to you endless

It's insane to wait
And they ain't growin' money

Keep flowin', hustlers move beside us

So I'm tip-toeing, keep blowing I got
it locked down like Lindsay Lohan

Put it on my lap, baby
I make you feel right, baby

Can't promise tomorrow
But I'll promise tonight

Darling Excuse me

But I might drink a little
more than I should tonight

And I might take you home
with me if I could tonight

And baby, I'm-a make you
Feel so good tonight

Can't promise tomorrow
But I'll promise tonight

(ALL VOCALIZING)

Don't you forget about me

Tonight

I will love, love you tonight

Give me everything tonight
Love to hear percussion

For all we know we
might not get tomorrow

Let's do it tonight

(AUDIENCE CHEERING WILDLY)

Way to go, Beca!

JOHN: What a show!

I think we have just seen some a
cappella history being made, John.

And from an all-female group, Gail.
I could never have called this one.

Never. Well, you are
a misogynist at heart,

so there's no way you would
have bet on these girls to win.

Absolutely.

EMCEE:
Weren't they incredible? Wow!

Ladies and gentlemen, let's give
it up again for the Barden Bellas!

Told you. Endings
are the best part.

You're such a weirdo.

Listen up, a-ca-ballers.

I have been rejected by the Army, shoved
into a Dora the Explorer backpack,

and pushed into the girls' locker
room wearing nothing but suspenders.

But no matter.
I am in the world that I love.

And with the assistance
of my boy, Justin...

My liege.

I launch this year's auditions.

Belly roll.
(DRUMMING)

The most recent ICCA national champion
winners get to pick the audition song.

(JUSTIN MIMICS CYMBAL CRASHING)

(WHISPERING)

All right, nerds.
Let's go with...

CHLOE: Because I have nodes.

Chloe, don't worry, it's just God
punishing you 'cause you're a ginger.

(ALL LAUGHING)