Pitch Perfect Page #4

CHLOE (CONT’D)

Their, um, not particularly

motivated. And then there’s --

ANGLE ON:
The Treblemaker’s big finish.

BU TREBLEMAKERS:

LET IT WHIP! (LET’S WHIP IT BABY)

Beca watches as The Trebles bow to applause. In the

distance, she spots Jesse and recognizes him as the “Singing

guy in the Prius.” Just then, a stray football hits Uni in

the head, knocking him to the ground. BACK TO the ladies...

Beca grabs the flier, revealing a tattoo: A preying manthus.

Chloe sees this.

CHLOE:

Hey! I have a tattoo!

BECA:

Oh yeah?

CHLOE:

I sorta went through a punk phase.

I was listening to a lot of

“Evanescence.”

Beca reacts,”O...kay.”

CHLOE (CONT’D)

(hopeful)

So are you interested?

BECA:

I don’t know. Seems pretty lame.

Hearing this, Aubrey steps up to Beca.

AUBREY:

Aca-scuse me? Synchronized lady

dancing to a “Mariah Carey”-chart

topper is not lame.

CHLOE:

We sing all over the world and

compete in national championships.

BECA:

On purpose?

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AUBREY:

We played the Cobb Energy

Performing Arts Center you b*tch!

Beca reacts, “Settle.” Chloe plays peacekeeper.

CHLOE:

What Aubrey means to say is that

we’re a close-knit, talented group

of ladies whose dream is to return

to the national finals at Lincoln

Center this year.

(offering sign up sheet)

Help us turn our dreams into a

reality?

BECA:

(to Chloe)

Sorry, I’m not really a singer

so... It was nice meeting you.

Beca walks away. Aubrey starts to lose it.

AUBREY:

What are we going to do?! The

Bellas are finished! Our lives are

ov[er]--

(recoils and covers mouth)

Uhp. Wait, I got it.

CHLOE:

Did you almost vomit again?

AUBREY:

Yeah. It’s the stress.

CHLOE:

You need some water?

AUBREY:

No. It didn’t come up that far.

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Benji and Jesse walk towards The Trebles.

BENJI:

I’m going to introduce myself.

(covering nervousness)

Everybody be cool. It’s just a

normal day...

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Benji approaches Bumper and the gang.

BENJI (CONT’D)

Hi. Benjamin Applebaum.

He firmly shakes Bumper’s hand.

BENJI (CONT’D)

I saw you guys perform at the “Mall

of America” like three years ago.

Changed my life. Haven’t stopped

thinking about you since.

BUMPER:

Thanks, man.

FOOTBALL GUY (O.C.)

Hey, vagina! Throw the ball back!

Uni throws the ball back like a little girl, loses his

balance, and once again falls to the ground, hard.

BENJI:

Bumper, huge fan. Your arrangement

of Lovin’ Spoonful’s “Do You

Believe in Magic” inspired me to

become a certified illusionist.

Benji stuffs a red scarf into his fist, and then holds up his

empty hands. A little piece of the scarf protrudes from

Benji’s enormous fake thumb. He fails the trick a couple of

times. Bumper just stares.

BUMPER:

(to the gang)

I feel like I’m too important for

this. [ALT:
The smell of your

“weird” is affecting my vocal

chords.”]

DONALD:

You are.

BENJI:

So why don’t we exchange emails or

maybe totally hang out right now?

JESSE:

Too far.

Jesse grabs Benji and hurries him away.

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BACK ON:
Beca at the CAMPUS INTERN booth. She grabs an

application for the “Campus Radio Station,” puts on her

headphones and we DISSOLVE TO:

OMIT 20 - 26

A27 EXT. CAMPUS RADIO STATION - DAY A27

Beca crosses a street and enters the campus radio station.

27 INT. CAMPUS RADIO STATION - DAY 27

A hot MASHUP-STYLE REMIX pumps as we’re tight on Beca, her

eyes transfixed. BECA’S POV: Inside the deejay booth is

LUKE, the smoking-hot, tattooed Station Manager. Beca’s

smitten. The guy, the music... Everything.

After a beat, Luke turns, catching Beca staring. He smiles,

lowers the volume, and opens the deejay booth door.

LUKE:

Hey. You been there long?

BECA:

(flustered)

Um, no, I was, uh... I just got

here. Like now. I wasn’t standing

here for a while or anything...

She awkwardly approaches the booth. Luke stands, official.

LUKE:

Sorry, but freshman aren’t allowed

in the booth.

He steps out and extends his hand. She shakes it like a

nerd.

LUKE (CONT’D)

Luke. Station Manager. You must

be Beca.

Jesse enters, in a rush.

JESSE:

And I’m Jesse.

LUKE:

I’m Luke. And you’re late.

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Jesse turns to Beca. A look of realization crosses his face.

JESSE:

Hey, I know you!

BECA:

No, you don’t.

(to Luke, pointed)

He doesn’t.

LUKE:

Okay. You two can figure it out

while you’re stacking CD’s.

Luke points to several crates of CD’s.

LUKE (CONT’D)

When you’re done, there’s more.

You’re gonna be spending a lot of

time together, so please... No sex

on the desk. I’ve been burned

before.

Luke exits back into the booth. Beca watches him, then

exhales heavily.

JESSE:

I do know you. I sang to you. I

remember because you were in a

taxi. Wait, is your dad a taxi

driver?

Ignoring him, Beca starts stacking CD’s. He follows suit.

Beca steals a glance at Luke. Jesse clocks this.

JESSE (CONT’D)

So... Luke’s attractive. Excellent

bone-structure. Full head of hair.

Fancy undershirt. I think we just

met my nemesis.

Beca, frustrated, plops down behind the desk.

BECA:

Man, this sucks. I came here to

play music, not stack it.

JESSE:

Not me. I’m here for one reason

only. I love stackin’ cd’s.

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I was offered a job at a lab that

tests the effects of marijuana on

your appetite but I said no. I

want to stack cd’s, hopefully in

the vicinity of a semen smeared

desk -- That’s what we think

happened here, right?

BECA:

(playing along)

Too bad I didn’t bring my black

light. Then we’d know for sure.

JESSE:

So what’s your deal? You one of

those girls who’s all dark and

mysterious until she takes off her

glasses and that amazingly scary

ear spike and you realize she was

beautiful the whole time?

BECA:

I don’t wear glasses.

JESSE:

Then you’re halfway there.

(re:
stacking)

I am loving this.

BECA:

You’re a weirdo.

JESSE:

Yes I am. And so are you. It’s a

good thing we’re going to be best

friends and/or lovers.

BECA:

Please don’t say “lovers.”

JESSE:

You know, I wouldn’t pass this up.

Once I’m a Treble, I probably won’t

have time for you.

BECA:

You know, I didn’t think you could

find a way to be less attractive to

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