Pitch Perfect Page #17

Aubrey gets the good news and remains poised.

AUBREY (CONT’D)

Thank you, sir. I look forward to

seeing you again at Lincoln Center.

She hangs up and then jumps up and down.

AUBREY (CONT’D)

HELLLLLL YESSSSSSSS!!!!

89 CLOSE UP 89

On a cell phone buzzing. A hand picks it up. We see Chloe

lying in a hospital bed, reading a text. She cries like

she’s at a funeral. The heart monitor she’s connected to

beeps faster.

90 CLOSE UP 90

On a vibrating cell phone in the arm of an inflatable pool

raft. A hand picks it up. WIDE TO REVEAL: Fat Amy, lying

on the raft, totally chilled, surrounded by HOT GUYS and

GIRLS in a clearly exotic locale.

FAT AMY:

Zut alors!

91.

91 OMIT 91

92 CLOSE UP 92

On a cell phone being pulled out of a pair of tight jeans.

REVEAL:
Lilly, in a parking garage, watching a “Rap Battle.”

She puts her finger to her ear to listen.

93 CLOSE UP 93

On a vibrating cell phone resting on a poker table. REVEAL:

Cynthia Rose playing poker in an underground poker game. She

reads the text, then moves a large pile of chips.

CYNTHIA ROSE:

I’m all in.

94 CLOSE UP 94

On a text coming through on Beca’s cell phone. We see Beca

with her headphones on, surrounded by all the movies Jesse

has mentioned.

95 INT. BELLAS REHEARSAL ROOM - POST SPRING BREAK 95

The ladies slap high fives and give congratulations. Fat Amy

picks everyone up, squeezing each girl a little too hard.

AUBREY:

The aca-gods have looked down on us

and given us a second chance.

FAT AMY:

Shalom!

AUBREY:

Let’s get working.

92.

(CONTINUED)

CHLOE:

(chest out)

I texted Beca.

AUBREY:

You did what?!

CHLOE:

She makes us better.

AUBREY:

That’s not an opinion for you to

have, Chloe.

CHLOE:

Why? Because it’s different than

yours? You’re not always right,

you know.

The ladies react, sensing the tension.

FAT AMY:

So what now?

AUBREY:

We win without her.

Aubrey blows the pitch pipe and we CUT TO:

96 EXT. JESSE AND BENJI’S DORM - HALLWAY - SAME TIME 96

Beca knocks on the door.

BECA:

Jesse, I know you’re in there. I

can smell the popcorn.

A97 EXT. JESSE AND BENJI’S DORM - SAME TIME A97

Jesse, alone, lays on his bed, watching a movie.

BECA:

Jesse, c’mon. Open the door.

He begrudgingly gets up and opens the door.

BECA (CONT’D)

I’ve been trying to call you. I

left you a bunch of messages.

93.

95 CONTINUED:
95

(CONTINUED)

JESSE:

(trying to stay strong)

Yeah. I got em’.

An awkward beat.

BECA:

I’m sorry we fought. I was mad and

I overreacted. It’s just, Aubrey

drives me --

JESSE:

-- Seriously? You think I’m mad you

yelled at me?

BECA:

I know --

JESSE:

No you don’t know. You think you

know, but you don’t. You push away

anyone who could possibly care

about you. Why is that?

Beca reacts, hurt, but takes this in.

BECA:

(shrugs, quietly)

I don’t know.

JESSE:

Well, you better go figure it out,

because I’m done with

(gestures to the two of

them)

Whatever this is.

BECA:

Jesse --

JESSE:

Done!

Jesse closes the door on Beca, leaving her in the hall. Just

then, Benji comes out of a box full of swords. Jesse grabs

his jacket.

BENJI:

Word.

JESSE:

Yeah.

94.

A97 CONTINUED:
A97

97 INT. TREBLE HOUSE - LATER 97

The Trebles are there, hanging out in the hot tub. It’s a

tight fit and not gay in any way.

DONALD:

Who do you think would make a

better dad? Captain America or a

great white shark?

Bumper enters.

BUMPER:

Trebles, listen up.

DONALD:

If this is about the Bellas getting

into the finals, we already know.

BUMPER:

I don’t give a crap about those

b*tches. I’m being brought up to

the musical big leagues.

Jesse enters.

BUMPER (CONT’D)

I just got asked to sing back-up on

the new John Mayer album. I leave

tomorrow for Los Angeles.

KOLIO:

But, dude, what about the ICCA’s?

They’re this weekend.

BUMPER:

Sorry, buddies. I won that sh*t

like a hundred times. I’m out of

here. I gotta go buy myself a

collarless leather jacket.

Bumper strides out. Unicycle gets worked up.

UNICYCLE:

Bumper’s a jerk. There, I said it!

DONALD:

Well, we need to replace that jerk.

Pronto dente.

Jesse gets an idea.

95.

98 INT. JESSE AND BENJI’S DORM ROOM - MOMENTS LATER 98

Benji stands in front of his mirror. He SNAPS his fingers

and makes a dove appear from underneath a handkerchief.

Jesse enters, all smiles, and holds up a brown hood. It

stops Benji in his tracks.

JESSE:

A spot opened up, and it’s yours if

you want it.

Benji’s eyes well up with tears.

JESSE (CONT’D)

Just one condition. Promise me you

won’t get all weird. We’re just a

group of guys singing covers of

songs. If you’re weird, they won’t

let you stay.

BENJI:

Deal. Although I’m not so sure

what you mean by weird.

The dove lands on his shoulder.

BENJI (CONT’D)

Got it.

A99 OMIT A99

99 INT. BELLAS REHEARSAL ROOM - SEVERAL HOURS LATER 99

The ladies look frustrated and tired. Aubrey is on a tear.

AUBREY:

What is happening to us? Chloe,

you sound like you smoke three

packs a day. Stacie, you’re behind

on the choreography. And Jessica

and Ashley, it’s like you haven’t

even been around all year!

Jessica and Ashley, who we’ve barely seen, look at each other

and shrug.

FAT AMY:

Aubrey, give us a break. It’s not

the same when we’re not all here.

96.

(CONTINUED)

CYNTHIA ROSE:

We need Beca.

CHLOE:

Maybe if Aubrey loosened up the

reins --

AUBREY:

Shut it, Chloe!

STACIE:

Whoa.

AUBREY:

I’m sorry. That was rude. Chloe,

could you please get your head out

of your ass? It’s not a hat.

FAT AMY:

Awww, dip!

A100 EXT. DR. MITCHELL’S HOUSE - NEXT MORNING A100

Beca knocks on a door. It opens, revealing Dr. Mitchell.

BECA:

I need you.

He smiles. We JUMP CUT TO:

100 INT. BREAKFAST NOOK - LATER 100

BECA:

No one’s more surprised than me,

but I liked those weirdos.

Dr. Mitchell gets up to freshen his coffee.

DR. MITCHELL

And you thought quitting was the

answer? After you made a

commitment to them?

BECA:

Oh, you’re going to talk to me

about the sanctity of commitments?

DR. MITCHELL

C’mon, Bec. That’s unfair.

A beat.

97.

99 CONTINUED:
99

(CONTINUED)

BECA:

You left us. Me.

DR. MITCHELL

(nods, owning it)

I did. Not my finest moment. But

I tried to call you. I even

learned how to text, but you just

shut me out.

BECA:

Yeah, well, I pretty much shut the

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