Pitch Perfect Page #8

to be stopped. She grabs a chair and drags it across the

floor. She finally leaves, crying loudly through the hall.

BECA:

Was that necessary?

AUBREY:

This is a war, Beca. It’s my job to

make sure my soldiers are prepped at

go time with three kick ass songs

sung and choreographed to

perfection.

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(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

We only have four months til

regionals so if you have a problem

with how I run the Bell--ah!

(recoils and covers mouth)

Oh God.

CHLOE:

Aubrey, relax. We can’t have a

repeat of last year.

LILLY:

Umm. What happened last year?

CHLOE:

(leans in)

What are you asking?

LILLY:

(a little louder)

What happened last year? And do you guys

want to see a dead body?

A beat, “What did she say?” Then:

FLASHBACK:
a grainy image of Aubrey as she projectile pukes

straight into camera while the audience gasps in horror.

We PULL BACK to reveal Lilly holding up her ipad while the

new Bellas watch in awe. Aubrey’s grief-stricken by the

memory. Stacie leans into Lilly.

STACIE:

Ooh, click on “Guy pukes on Cat.”

AUBREY:

Enough! It happened. It’s over.

Now, this is how we’ll become

champions.

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45 CONTINUED:
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AUBREY (CONT'D)

(CONTINUED)

Aubrey pulls up a screen to reveal a really complicated flow

chart on another dry erase board. It’s pretty intense.

AUBREY (CONT’D)

First things first, we need a vocal

percussionist. Does anyone know

how to beatbox?

FAT AMY:

I do!

She “Beatboxes.” It’s not great. There’s a lot of spit

involved. ANGLE ON: Lilly watching her intently.

AUBREY:

So that would be a “no.” We

practice everyday for at least two

hours. Seven days a week. We

trust you’ll add your own cardio.

FAT AMY:

Why cardio?

AUBREY:

Why cardio? I’ll tell you --

(sings)

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY...

They wait for her to stop. She doesn’t

AUBREY (CONT’D)

YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY...

As she continues, jaws drop and eyes gape. At some point,

Fat Amy starts applauding. Others join her.

BECA:

Holy sh*t!

AUBREY:

YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Done making her point and as if nothing happened, Aubrey

distributes papers.

AUBREY (CONT’D)

This is a list of all the songs

we’ve ever performed. You’ll

notice that we only do songs made

famous by women.

Beca looks disdainfully at the list.

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(CONTINUED)

BECA:

There’s nothing from this century

on here.

AUBREY:

Because we don’t stray from

tradition. Our focus is perfecting

our repertoire. It’s why we’re the

best all-female group in the

country. Now, let’s start with

some vocal warm-ups, practice

scales, followed by arpeggios and

then work our way up to

choreography. Any questions?

STACIE:

You said scales and then something

about spaghettios? [get alts]

AUBREY:

Arpeggios. God help me.

46 REHEARSAL MONTAGE BEGINS. (SPECIFICS OF MONTAGE MAY CHANGE)46

- Mic technique

- All but Fat Amy run the stairs.

- Teaching moments to learn how to make instrument sounds

with their mouths.

- Learn how to dance in heals.

-- Dr. Mitchell looks through the rehearsal door’s window.

He smiles, pleased.

- Rehearsal of beatboxing. Failing miserably.

- Choreography of each person trying to do a specific step.

- Dealing with Stacie’s bad singing face.

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(CONTINUED)

AUBREY:

You’re only going to do bump, bump,

ba bump...

END MONTAGE.

47 INT. BELLAS REHEARSAL HALL - DAY 47

The “New Bellas” look exhausted.

AUBREY:

Okay, I’m callin’ it.

LILLY:

Thank God. I asked to go the bathroom

three hours ago.

AUBREY:

Nothing. I hear nothing.

BECA:

Did we just learn the same

choreography you did in that video?

AUBREY:

(ignoring her)

Don’t forget to pick up your

performance schedules. We have a

gig next week. That’s right. Next

week.

CHLOE:

You guys! It’s Sigma Beta Theta’s

Fall Mixer. SBT hires us every year

as their entertainment. It pays

for our entry fee into regionals.

AUBREY:

Hands in, Bellas!

Aubrey puts her fist out. The ladies stare at her.

AUBREY (CONT’D)

Hands in, aca-b*tches!

They all sloppily put their hands in.

AUBREY (CONT’D)

Sing AHHH on three --

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(CONTINUED)

FAT AMY:

AHHH!

AUBREY:

On three, Fat Amy. One, two--

AUBREY (CONT’D)

AHHH!

HALF THE LADIES:

AHHH!

OTHER HALF:

AHHH!

It’s a mess. As they shuffle out...

AUBREY:

Beca, a word.

Beca spins around.

AUBREY (CONT’D)

You know you’ll have to take that

ear monstrosity out for the Fall

Mixer.

BECA:

You really don’t like me, do you?

AUBREY:

I don’t like your attitude...

BECA:

You don’t even know me.

AUBREY:

I know you have a Toner for Jesse.

(off Beca’s blank stare)

A “Toner.” A musical boner. I saw

it. At Hood Night. It’s

distracting.

BECA:

You’re not in charge of me, Aubrey.

AUBREY:

You took an oath!

BECA:

That oath cost you two girls

already. I’m pretty sure you need

me more than I need you.

Beca heads for the door. Aubrey calls after her.

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(CONTINUED)

AUBREY:

I can see your toner through those

jeans.

BECA:

That’s my dick.

Beca exits.

AUBREY:

(to Chloe)

We better have our sh*t together

for SBT.

CHLOE:

I’m not worried. I’m sure we’ll be

awse!

WE SMASH CUT TO:

OMIT AA48

A48 EXT. SIGMA BETA THETA HOUSE - BACKYARD - A WEEK LATER A48

A well-decorated garden packed with FRAT GUYS AND SORORITY

GIRLS. QUICK POPS of Bellas, in unmatched outfits and red

scarves, singing “Turn The Beat Around”. It is decidedly not

awesome.

FAT AMY:

LOVE TO HEAR THE

PERCUSSION...

THE BELLAS:

TURN IT AROUND, TURN IT

AROUND...

QUICK CUTS of party-goers.

FRAT GUYS:

This makes my beer taste bad!

The girls mercifully finish the song to dead silence. CLOSE

ON SBT’s president, HOWIE, standing in the front row, shakes

his head.

B48 EXT. SIGMA BETA THETA HOUSE - FRONT PORCH - MOMENTS LATER B48

Howie herds the girls to the front door.

HOWIE:

I wanted the hot Bellas, not this

nonsense. I’m not paying for this,

Aubrey.

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(CONTINUED)

Howie escorts the girls out. CLOSE ON Aubrey, fuming.

C48 EXT. SIGMA BETA THETA HOUSE - STREET - MOMENTS LATER C48

An angry Aubrey leads the Bellas down the sidewalk. Chloe’s

mind is elsewhere.

AUBREY:

I hope you all remember the way you

feel right now so you will never

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