Bring It On Page #3

She's not the cheering type.

You know what ?

Count me in.

Ready, girls ?

[Clapping]

I said brrr

It's cold in here

I said there must be some

Toros in the atmosphere

I said brrr

It's cold in here

I said there must be some

Toros in the atmosphere

I said oh-ee, oh-ee, oh

Ice, ice, ice

Oh-ee, oh-ee, oh

Ice, ice, ice

- Here we go, girls.

-[Saxophone Playing]

[Music Stops]

[Jan]

Hey, practice isn't over yet.

Nice recruit, Torrance.

A real captain would've

seen what I saw:

a big dykey loser.

I'd say

that's strike two.

What is up ?

I went out on a limb for you,

and you bail ?

- I'm not about stealing.

- What are you talking about ?

You ripped off

those cheers.

Listen, Missy, our cheers

are 1 00% original.

Count the trophies.

Well, your trophies

are bullshit, because

you're a sad-ass liar.

All right, that's it !

Get out of the car !

I'm gonna kick your ass !

Oh, really ?

Come on.

You're in for

a rude awakening.

Get in.

What ? No way.

For real. Get in.

[ Crowd Cheering ]

[Girl]

Do your thing, Isis !

I said brrr

It's cold in here

There must be some

Clovers in the atmosphere

I said brrr

It's cold in here

There must be some

Clovers in the atmosphere

I said oh-ee, oh-ee, oh

Ice, ice, ice

Slow it down

Oh-ee, oh-ee, oh

Ice, ice, ice

Here we go

[Saxophone Playing]

Hey ! You guys

enjoy the show ?

Yes, were

the ethnic festivities

to your liking today ?

- You guys are awesome.

- Really ? Ready to share

those trophies ?

Can we just beat

these Buffys down

so I can go home ?

I'm on curfew, girl.

- There's no need for that.

- She's right.

See, then we'd be

doing them a favor.

Then they could feel good

about sending Raggedy Ann here

to jack us for our cheers.

- Raggedy Ann ?

- Ugly redhead with a video

camera attached to her hand.

Y'all been coming up here

for years, trying to steal

our routines.

- And we just love

seeing them on ESPN.

- What are you talking about ?

"Brr, it's cold in here.

I said there must be some

Toros in the atmosphere" ?

- You don't think a white girl

made that sh*t up.

- I-- I--

- Our free cheer service

is over as of this moment.

- Over !

- Finito !

- [Isis] Every time

we get some, here y'all come,

tryin' to steal it,

puttin' blond hair on it and

calling it something different.

We've had the best squad

around for years,

but no one's been able

to see what we can do.

But you better believe

all that's gonna change

this year.

I'm captain, and I guarantee you

we'll make it to nationals.

Hand over the tape

you made tonight and we'll

call it even for now.

We don't have any tape.

Really. We just came

to see the show.

What ? Come on, Isis.

Let me do this.

You know what ? Lets go.

Wait a minute. So that's it ?

Were just gonna let them go ?

Yeah, because unlike them,

we have class.

I swear I had no idea.

I swear I had no idea.

Well, now you do.

Hmmph. You been touched

by an angel, girl.

[Isis]

Jenelope, lets go.

We just so almost

got our asses kicked

back there !

I mean, I knew I'd seen

those routines before.

We used to play

East Compton

all the time.

You really had no idea,

did you ?

Do you know

what this means ?

My entire

cheerleading career

has been a lie.

Well, look on the bright side.

It's only cheerleading.

I am only cheerleading.

- Do you believe in curses ?

- What are you talking about ?

I think I'm cursed.

And why is that ?

This past summer

at Cheer Camp,

all the new seniors

had to do a dare.

See, there's this thing

called the Spirit Stick,

and it can never,

ever touch the ground.

Torrance Shipman,

your mission, should you

choose to accept it--

and you better--

is to capture

the Spirit Stick...

and drop it in front

of the entire camp.

Do you wanna go my way

Do you wanna go my way

The future is clear

Lets get into gear

Y'all are such

an inspiration to us.

Well, I just wanted

to congratulate you guys

and take a picture of you...

with the Spirit Stick.

Here.

[ Gasping ]

Do you wanna go my way

Do you wanna go my way

Here.

- I don't want it now.

- No, it's okay.

The Spirit Stick

doesn't lose anything.

The person who drops it,

however,

[ Deep Voice ]

goes to Hades !

[Thunderclap]

I don't mean to laugh,

but cheerleading

urban legends ?

You're not jinxed.

Sh*t happens.

I have to tell you

something.

I'm on the phone, creep.

I realize that,

and normally I'd be

listening on the other line,

but this is important.

Okay, what ?

[ Farts ]

Ohh ! Get out !

Thank you for listening.

[ Man ]

Yo. Back later.

Is Aaron around ?

Do you know when ?

No.

Have him call Torrance.

It's urgent.

All right.

Big Red totally screwed us !

I mean monster screwed us !

I put this to the entire squad.

Swear you guys didn't know.

Big Red didn't exactly

let any of us help with

the routines, Torrance.

- I cannot believe she did this.

- I feel awful. It's depraved.

I mean, those East Compton girls

wanted to grill our asses.

Big Red ran the show, man.

We were just flying ignorami,

for sobbing out loud.

We can't go to regionals

with a stolen routine.

It's too risky.

[Whitney]

Changing the routine now...

would be total

murder-suicide.

Seriously.

Let's not put

the "duh" in "dumb."

How are East Compton

gonna prove anything ?

You people are unbelievable.

I mean, we're talking about

cheating here.

Sorry, new girl,

but nobody hit your buzzer.

Look, I hate to be predictable,

but I don't give a sh*t.

We learned that routine

fair and square.

We logged the man-hours.

Don't punish the squad

for Big Red's mistake.

This isn't about cheating.

This is about winning.

Everyone in favor of winning ?

I get what youre saying,

Missy, but theres no time.

If we don't do the routine,

we've got nothing else.

So, you in ?

Whatever.

[Phone Dialing,

Busy Signal Beeping]

Get out of here !

Hey, this is

the living room.

It's public domain.

[ Man ] Yo.

Hey, may I please speak

to Aaron ? It's Torrance.

He's not here. He's, uh--

He's not here. Bye.

[ Dial Tone ]

Ohh !

I'll take "Famous Losers"

for 200, Alex.

Shut up, moron !

It's not my fault you're in love

with a big gay cheerleader who

won't return your phone calls.

- Aaron is not gay.

- Oh, so someone just made him

become a cheerleader ?

Hes just... busy !

Yeah, busy

scamming on guys.

Give me that !

B*tch !

[ Horn Honks ]

Where is she ?

[Horn Honking]

Come on.

Oh, baby !

Ohh ! Who !

No way.

Sexy mama !

Who ! Take it off!

[Torrance]

Come on. Go, sexy.

Who !

You're on fire, yeah !

- You sure I can stay over

your house tonight ?

- Totally fine.

My parents are at some benefit.

They'll be pouring themselves

into bed around dawn.

Good. We gotta start early.

You'll be a star

cheerleader yet.

All the cheerleaders

in the world wouldn't

help our football team.

Man, its just wrong.

Cheering for them

is just plain mean.

Everybody comes

to see you ladies,

anyway.

Because we're

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