Bring It On
I'm sexy, I'm cute
I'm popular to boot
I'm bitchin', great hair
The boys all love to stare
I'm wanted, I'm hot
I'm everything you're not
I'm pretty, I'm cool
I dominate this school
Who am I, just guess
I'm rockin', I smile
And many think I'm vile
I'm flying', I jump
You can look but
don't you hump, who
I'm major, I roar
I swear I'm not a whore
We cheer and we lead
We act like we're on speed
Hate us 'cause we're beautiful
Well, we don't like you either
We're cheerleaders
We are cheerleaders
Uh-huh
- Call me Big Red
- I'm Wh-Wh-Whitney
- C-C-C-Courtney, reow
- Dude, it's Darcy
- I'm Big Bad Carver, yeah
- Just call me Kasey
I'm still Big Red
I sizzle, I scorch
But now I pass the torch
The ballots are in
and one girl had to win
She's perky, she's fun
and now she's number one
K-K-Kick it, Torrance
T-T-T-Torrance
I'm strong and I'm loud
I'm gonna make you proud
I'm T-T-T-Torrance
Your captain Torrance
Let's go, Toros
We are the Toros
The fighting, mighty Toros
We're so terrific
we must be Toros
Yea !
Go, Toros !
Yea, come on !
Toros !
- Yeah ! All right !
- Go, Toros!
- [ Gasping ]
- Oh, my God !
[ Laughing ]
Nice rack! Oh, baby!
- [Whistling]
- [Girl]
Serves her right!
Check out the hooters !
[ Boys Barking ]
- [ Screams ]
- [Alarm Ringing]
[Ringing Continues]
[ Panting ]
Oh, sh*t.
[ Horn Beeping ]
[ Stereo:
Rock ]Hey, hey,
Mr. and Mrs. "S."
Oh, look, it's Aaron.
Oh. Hello, Aaron.
- Hey, can I help ?
- Oh, no. We're fine, thanks.
Really. Stay in your vehicle.
Nuh, nuh, nuh.
You sure ?
Bye ! Be back later !
Bye, honey.
Hi.
Come on, Tor.
Can't mack on you
in front of the parentals.
- Bye-bye !
- [ Tires Screeching ]
[Engine Revving]
Remember,
he's leaving for college.
Right.
- So are you excited?
- Oh, yeah !
It's college, Tor.
I'm really stoked,
you know ?
Its just, you know,
I'm gonna miss you.
Really ?
Yeah.
But next year, it'll be
you and me reunited at
I'll be the experienced
sophomore, you'll be
the hot, new freshman.
Yup. Itll be
just like high school,
only better.
Dorm rooms.
Hmm.
I got the door, Tor.
Okay.
I got the door, Tor.
What's up, Aaron ?
Hey, what up, buddy ?
Hey !
Yeah !
Hey, hey, remember,
when you get captain,
act surprised, okay ?
- Dont jinx me.
- Hi, Torrance.
Hey, Aaron.
- Ah, ladies. Thank you.
- Good luck at school.
Oh, Aaron, come
to one last practice ?
You know you're still
my favorite cheerleader.
Oh, I'm sorry, guys.
I gotta run.
Please ?
You're not staying
for the vote ?
I can't be late
for orientation. Hey.
But I really want--
Hey. Trust me.
You're gonna get it.
Bye-bye.
Bye.
[School Bell Ringing]
Did you vote ?
Oh, yeah.
Darcy thinks she should
get captain 'cause her dad
pays for everything.
He should use
some of that money
to buy her a clue.
Courtney'll get captain.
The guys love
clutching her butt.
She's got a lot to hang on to.
What's plural for "butt" ?
On one person, I mean.
She puts the "ass"
in "massive."
You put the "lude"
in "deluded."
Yo !
Can I have
all your votes ?
Mine.
Here's me.
Thank you.
We should get Big Red a gift,
or at least someone
should say something.
Pass.
Good riddance.
I don't believe in
osmosis.
It's not brown-nosing.
She's the departing captain.
She did a lot for this squad.
Oh, come on.
Both of you sucked before
she whipped you into shape.
Oh, whipped ?
Is that what that was ?
No one will miss Big Red, Tor.
She puts the "itch" in "b*tch."
Sheputs the "whore"
in "horrifying. "
You know,
it's her last practice.
How would you feel ?
Big Red
has no feelings.
Just testicles.
You guys are all
great athletes.
Thanks in large part to me.
And I know that
your new captain will
keep the tradition alive,
leading you to the record
sixth national...
cheerleading championship
you know is yours.
So, let's meet
your new leader,
- Torrance Shipman.
- [ Screaming ]
Oh, my God !
[ Applause ]
Oh, Les !
Oh, my God !
- That slut.
- [Torrance] Listen up !
Id like to try a wolf wall.
Oh, excellent !
Torrance has got
the fever, people.
What's a wolf's wall ?
Only the hardest pyramid
known to cheerleading
and mankind.
The words
"big" and "britches"
come to mind.
She's crazy.
She'll kill us all.
Hello ! Some of us have
not spent the entire
summer working out.
Right, Carver ?
Come on, guys !
Let's be different for once.
We cant just rest
on our laurels.
Why does everybody say that ?
Maybe a laurel's
a good place to rest.
Come on, man.
You guys suck.
Let's do this.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight--
[ Screaming ]
Five, six, seven, eight.
Kick one--
[ Screaming ]
Five, six, seven, eight.
And one ! Stick it !
Come on, girls !
Stick it for me !
Five, six, seven, eight.
Go one, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.
Kick one !
- Good job ! Who !
- Pinch some panties.
Someone's slackin'.
Do I look like a milkmaid,
'cause somebody feels
like a cow !
- Carver, can you cradle out ?
- You bet I can.
Okay, ready ?
One, two, down, up !
- [ Screams ]
- Carver!
[Thud]
Carver ?
Are you okay ?
I'm fine, really.
Don't you guys
worry about me.
Its just a scratch.
I'll be back to practice
tomorrow,
so don't you guys fret,
okay ?
And I don't want you
to worry at all,
because I'm a quick healer.
I promise, you guys.
I'm gonna be there
for you.
[Muffled]
You hear me ?
Guys ? Bye !
[Siren Blaring]
[ Video Game Beeping]
I got captain.
Yeah, and you sent
a girl to the hospital
on your first day.
- Aye, aye, Captain !
- You were listening
on the phone ? Mom !
It's true. She really should
get her own private line,
you know.
She's growing up so fast.
Justin, go away.
At ease, Captain.
Well, this blistering
academic schedule
shouldn't get in your way.
You should be happy about that.
Why can't you
accept the fact
that I'm not a genius ?
It just kills you that
I'm not an honor student.
No. It kills me that you
barely make time to study.
If you studied
half as much as you cheer,
youd be in great shape.
Your priorities are--
No ! Those are
your priorities !
Mine are just fine.
Look,
I'm just saying that
college might be
less of a shock...
if you take an extra lab
or language course
or something.
- What do you think ?
- Will Advanced Chem
get you off my back ?
Not completely,
but it'll help.
Done.
You know, mothers have killed
to get their daughters
on squads.
That mother
didn't kill anyone.
She hired a hit man.
[Punk]
Everyone, we have
a new student...
transferring from
Mission Hills High School
in Los Angeles.
Please welcome
Cliff "Pant One."
Pantone.
- [Students Laughing]
- Thanks.
[ Sneezes ]
Loser !
[ Sneezes ]
Loser !
Wait, wait, wait.
Was that, uh--
Was that the loser sneeze
Guys, come on.
I mean, what is that,
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