Pitch Perfect 2 Page #6

butt confidence.

I don't want your

butt confidence!

No! I have enough!

I have enough!

I have enough!

I believe in you, Beca.

Come on.

Whoa. Candles, cloth napkins,

foods other than salsa. Yep.

This is a little classier

than our typical hook-ups.

Is it?

I have a patisserie,

some charcuterie,

and a huge bowl

of exotic capers.

I didn't know what those were,

but they're like salty peas.

So,

I don't know if you've

seen the news lately,

but there's a war.

And also, the economy

is dipping

and ebbing and flowing.

Bumper, what's going on?

Now you're kind of

creeping me out.

Okay, I guess I'll just

lay it all out there.

The reason that I

brought you here tonight

was because I was thinking that

maybe, perhaps,

if you're interested...

This is harder than

I thought it was gonna be.

I wanna date you.

That's what I want.

Like for real.

Like a real couple.

Where we, like, go out

in public and hold hands

and ride bikes together.

Or we, like, go to

an orchard and pick apples.

Or we, like,

do one of those, like,

Build-A-Bear

Workshops together,

and we build bears,

and you name one "Bumper"

and I'll name one "Fat Amy,"

and yours will be bigger

than mine and it'll be cute,

and we can put them on

our bed that we share.

What do you say?

No.

I don't...

I don't do that.

Yeah, that's cool.

It was a... Cool.

It was a stupid idea anyways.

Yeah.

Obviously, we shouldn't do that.

We should just

go back to how things used to be

and just go at it on top of all

this expensive food that I bought.

Are you crying?

Nope.

No, I'm not.

Bumper!

Come on, you can't be serious.

I can't be tied down

by anything.

I'm on a Walkabout.

I'm a free-range pony

that can't be tamed.

You know.

Okay. I'm like a firework.

I can't be tied down. Okay.

Then that's it. Then I

guess that's it, right?

Because I'm not gonna

keep going on like this.

Well... Fine.

Fine, if that's how you feel,

then I think we're done.

I think it's over.

That's it? That's it, then.

So it's over, then.

Fine. Then it's over.

Fine, then.

BUMPER; No!

Too late. You're too late!

I figured when we

didn't do the serenade,

the back-up plan

should be to play her off.

Turn around. Go back.

I don't wanna hear another peep!

Trebles for life.

Benji! I'm sorry.

Hey, guys,

it's my first performance.

Calm down. It's just a chance

for us to rehearse for Worlds.

As far as I can tell, it's just

for a bunch of old people.

There's a full house out there.

How did we get this gig again?

They called us.

You know what, guys?

I know we're trying

a lot of new stuff,

but I feel like

we're gonna get out there

and we're gonna feel the energy

and we are just

gonna nail all of it!

Sorry, these braids

are so tight.

You know what?

I don't know. I don't know.

I have many, many doubts,

because if we fail this,

then we won't win the Worlds,

and if we don't win the Worlds,

there will be no more Bellas,

and without the Bellas,

then my life

would have had no...

"Malaria."

"Meaning," Flo.

Three, two...

Hey, everybody. Welcome

back to Let's Talk-Appella,

the portable podcast edition.

We are following the story of

the embattled Barden Bellas

on their road to redemption.

Trying to crawl their way back

into the public's affection.

And if they can just hold off

showing us any more

of their genitalia,

they may make it to

the World Championship.

Well, I can't un-see it.

It's haunted me ever since.

Well, there's

a picture of it right here.

No. This should not be

your screensaver, John.

Stepping onto the stage,

the Barden Bellas.

Whoa! All right!

- This is some exciting stuff.

- So sassy!

Wow.

A lot going on up there.

I think this sounds good.

Honestly, my senses

are overwhelmed here, John.

They might wanna

tone down the theatrics.

Let's hope there are no props.

They brought

the props out, John.

And there are the props.

This is more of a circus act

than an a cappella performance.

Gail, it's as if

the Barden Bellas

just don't know

who they are anymore.

Whoa!

Look at this!

She's on fire! She's on fire!

My God!

I'm on fire!

Now they lit one on fire.

Good day! Good heavens!

Incoming! CYNTHIA:

my God, I can't breathe!

I can't breathe, girl!

Fat Amy, I can't breathe!

Beating DSM seems

impossible for this team.

Even these common people can see

that the Barden Bellas have

no shot at reinstatement.

They are an embarrassment

to a cappella

and all that it stands for.

This is what happens when

you send girls to college.

Is it?

Is that for a class?

No, it's just

when I get stressed,

words sort of

flow right out of me

and I try and channel them

in my songwriting...

Are we just gonna ignore

what happened back there?

Guys, hello?

The Worlds are

right around the corner

and you guys are acting like we

didn't just eat a big bag of...

Why are you yelling at me?

I almost burned to death

because of you a-ca-b*tches.

If you almost died,

it was only because

you were standing

in the wrong spot.

No! Flo flipped into me!

Sure. Blame the minority.

I'm black, gay, and a woman.

I'm not pointing

the finger at anybody.

It was Legacy's fault.

Me? Wait, I didn't...

Obviously, we're not gonna beat

Das Sound Machine at their game.

So we need a new plan.

Like, now.

At times like these, there's

only one thing for us to do.

- Fake your own death and flee the country.

- Close.

We're going on a retreat.

Look, I think the

retreat will be a good thing.

You girls need to bond

heading into Worlds.

It'll be so much fun.

I don't know.

No, Mom, it's bad. It's...

The girls are yelling at each other.

Big deal.

I remember

putting your godmother,

Maggie Pistol, in a choke hold,

because she insisted

that George Michael was gay.

Who?

I'm just worried that

my entire Bella career

will be that

one terrible performance.

And I'll never get to solo

at Lincoln Center, you know?

But you're gonna

get to go to Europe.

That would have been the

highlight of my college career.

And you girls can win it.

You have to win it.

You just made being a Bella

sound so amazing.

And it is amazing.

It's a sisterhood that is gonna support

you for the rest of your life.

I know you're not feeling it,

but you will.

This won't be the end

of the Bellas.

Hey, Benji.

Emily!

Listen, I think you're missing a word here.

What's that?

God. No. That's not... That

isn't what I meant. I just...

I didn't think so.

That's really embarrassing.

No, it looks...

Syntax is usually my forte,

so I don't know how that happened.

Well, it looks great.

Thank you.

That's really sweet...

Um...

When my hands aren't

covered in glitter paint,

do you think maybe

we could try that again?

Yeah. Sure.

All right. Okay. Well...

I'll look forward to that.

Just, you know,

let me know when they're clean.

That's...

I will. All right.

You bet. Okay.

All right. Have a good one.

Okay, girls!

Everyone, in the bus.

Go, go, go!

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