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the other groups?

How do you fit such big

dreams in such a small body?

What if you win it?

Never.

What if you win it?

- Yeah. If we win, will you reinstate us?

- Sure.

But no American team

has ever won.

That's because they hate us.

The whole world.

The whole world hates us.

Hate us.

Hello, fresh-persons!

Welcome to Barden University!

Okay! The Barden Knight.

Okay, get off the stage. No one

cares about you. All right.

You have made a great choice,

and a cheap one.

Yay, Barden!

We have a very special

performance for you guys today.

The pride and joy

of Barden University,

the Treblamakers!

Thank you!

Thank you, thank you.

We are the Treblemakers.

I'm Jesse,

and this is a cappella.

Let's do this!

Hey yo, Trebles!

Someone drop some bass.

Now I need some baritone.

All right!

My God!

My God! On, my God;

Chloe, don't blame yourself.

My God!

You're a ginger.

That's punishment enough.

This is not all your fault.

This is on all of us.

So, if we don't win the

Worlds, then what are we?

Just a bunch of girls

that hang out?

What's wrong with that?

If we don't win, the Bellas are over.

This is the biggest challenge

that any of us have ever faced.

When I was nine years old, my brother

tried to sell me for a chicken, so...

Well, I will do whoever it takes

in order for us

to get back to the top.

You mean "whatever" it takes.

Yeah, I'll do that, too.

That's great news. Yes.

No, I can start Monday. I would

be stoked to start on...

Sorry, I don't say "stoked."

I don't say stuff like that.

I'm, like, I'm pretty cool.

You're gonna like me.

That was bad, too.

We need to attack

this problem head-on.

I want 100% commitment

and laser focus, right?

Great! I will see you Monday.

Beca out!

Beca. BECA:
Yeah.

Hey, ladies.

Wanna come to a party?

It's a tiki party. You guys

don't even have to wear shoes.

It's the best kind of party.

Here you go. Sure.

Hey, great job, Trebles.

You guys killed it.

Thank you.

You like a cappella? Yeah.

I've got my heart set

on being a Bella.

It's actually at the very top

of all my dream boards.

Did I hear mention of dreams?

Hi. Benjamin Applebaum

at your service. Hello.

I just have to say,

you are so spirited. I...

I just wanna put you in a box

and saw you in half.

For magic.

As a part of a trick.

He does magic.

Right. It's only weird

if you don't embrace it.

Dude, explain yourself.

I'll be honest, I completely blacked out.

How'd I do, man?

Honestly?

I've seen you do worse.

Awesome.

It's been months and

we're still getting hate mail?

Sucks!

"For your hairy situation"?

Okay,

we are officially registered.

Update your passports, ladies,

because we are going

to the very sunny,

very beautiful, Copenhagen!

Yeah! Nice! Yes!

Where is that?

I don't know. I failed Maps.

It looks like the competition

has been dominated

by that stupid German group

that took over our tour.

- You mean "stole" our tour.

- Word.

We need to scout

those Deutsche-bags.

Yes.

But how good can they be?

Germany hasn't produced a good

singer since David Hasselhoff.

We're gonna crush them.

And when we do,

we can stick it to these chumps

who send us all

this hate mail, like,

"Sonia Sotomayor."

Judgy b*tch.

The Bellas are back!

Yeah! Whoo-hoo!

Yeah! We're back.

Has anyone talked to Beca today?

So?

Any first-day jitters?

No, no. You know, I'm just gonna

be moody and distant.

Artists love that.

I know I love that.

Here you go.

Okay.

Dude, why do I feel so guilty?

I've given a lot to

the Bellas, right?

It's, like,

three years of my life.

Yeah, Bec, you should not feel guilty

at all about taking your shot.

This is a big deal, right?

Yes, it's a very big deal.

Okay.

Go. All right.

Nothing's gonna stop my girl!

I don't know him!

Bec's in effects, y'all!

You can go!

Are you ready, or...

Okay, everybody, huddle up.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Get up!

Come on! To the table, please!

To the table!

Last one at this table has to

help Frank watch YouTube videos

to find the next Justin Bieber.

Hey, so, I'm turning 25

next week,

if anybody wants to

get some drinks, celebrate.

Frank, buddy, less talk.

Thank you so much.

Okay, my people, check it out.

That...

This... Dax, the tech guy.

Did you call the tech guy?

Yeah, I talked to him.

Do you understand that everything

else in my life works?

So, I just need everything

here to work, too, okay?

Well, he said he was gonna call me back.

My God.

You want me to call him now?

Don't do it now.

Okay.

There we go.

That is the Lion himself.

That is the legendary

Snoop D-O-Double-G

singing White Christmas at a

tree-lighting ceremony in Moscow.

And he was so moved

by the power of music

to unite the world or some sh*t,

that now he wants to drop

his own cool Christmas album.

And because I sleep

on a bed of Grammys,

he has decided to hire me

to produce it. Now...

But Snoop Dogg already dropped

a Christmas album.

If you had listened to

the album like I did,

stranded in the air with T.I.

on a golden hang glider,

then you would have known that none

of the songs were the classics.

I've had to listen to that album

on two separate occasions.

Hang glider with T.I.

and also a rocket ship

that Eminem has built.

It doesn't go anywhere,

but he's got dreams

for it, okay?

So I need you to

close your mouth.

Herein lies the problem,

everybody.

Last time I checked, there are

over a million Christmas albums

with the same

10 damn songs on them.

So, guys, I'm telling you, man,

I need all hands

on deck right now

to come up with ideas on how

to make this one stand out.

Okay? You got it?

Fire when ready.

I want to hear ideas.

Anything.

Anybody-

Anybody right now

would be great.

Anybody to talk...

What if we got those dogs...

Anybody but you.

What if we got those dogs that

bark Jingle Bells to back him up?

And let me, let me,

let me guess, let me guess.

You want those dogs to back him

up because he's "Snoop Dogg"?

Yeah!

That is a really great example

of a horrible idea.

Take a lap.

What? Take a lap.

But I'm wearing skinny jeans.

I don't care.

Go. Go.

Let's go. I wanna see knees up.

Knees up, please.

Guys, I should give you

a little more time.

A minute. You got

one minute. 60 seconds.

My time is like a toddler in a tiara, okay?

Precious and short.

I need really great ideas.

Snoop is coming!

Sorry, my b*obs are all crazy.

I was just jumping.

I just came from auditions.

You guys weren't there.

I was hoping for the chance

to sing for you.

No, can't help you. We're not

allowed to take anyone else new.

No, no, no.

Wait, wait, wait!

I'm a Junk!

What'd you say about your junk?

I'm Emily Junk.

I know, it's weird.

It's my mom's last name.

My dad's last name

is Hardon, so...

Um...

I'm a Legacy.

Junk. Junk.

My mom was a Bella.

Your mother is Katherine Junk?

Who?

Only the top b*tch

of the 1981 Bellas.

She pioneered

the syncopated booty shake.

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