Incorrect Barden Bellas

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Beca: you know, even if we lose, at least we'll be having fun and be ourseoves and that's all that matters
The Bellas:
Chloe: fuck that I want the trophy

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Beca: Flo are you free now or are you still babysitting?
Flo: I'm still at their house but don't worry, I have kidnapped the children
Beca: you WHAT???
Flo: yes, the kids are taking a nap
Beca, sighing in relief: Flo that's not what that word means-
Flo: on the backseat of this big black van I'm driving
Beca: FLO???!?!?

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Aubrey, whispering: we can't show our weakness in front of Evermoist. quick, say something that makes sense!
Beca, clearing her throat: the mithocondria is the powerhouse of the cell
Aubrey:
Aubrey, frowning: I meant in this context!!

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Fat Amy: you never know until-
Chloe:  ...you try
Fat Amy: -you get arrested for it.

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Theo: wanna go on a date?
Beca: sure. with who?
Theo: ...with me
Beca: it's very nice of you to escort me to the date, but who are we meeting?

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Beca: so what if I don't like Chicago? he's so unnecessarily tall he seems factored to look down on you!
Fat Amy: to be fair, you're a bit sh-
Beca: and and... blue eyes give pick me energy, "oh look at me, do I remind you of the sky or the sea?"
CR: your eyes are literally blue
Beca: but most importantly, "Chicago"?? who the hell comes up with that stupid name??
Stacie: Robert De LaSalle in 1679
CR: you just randomly knew that?
Stacie, shrugging: eh
Beca: bottom line's I don't like him! anything that resembles him fills me with blazing rage!
Aubrey, walking in: girls, I have aca-awesome news! I got us a gig! the Bellas will perform at Pitchfork Music Festival!
Beca, still panting angrily: what is that?
Aubrey: it's a festival in Illinois-
Beca: *screams and kicks a chair*
Aubrey: jeez, I get that it's not Lollapalooza but don't be so extreme

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Beca, teasingly: have you ever committed a crime?
Chloe: *ponders*
Chloe: is manslaughter when you kill someone on purpose or by accident?
Beca: ...by accident
Chloe: ah, I see... no, I haven't committed any
Beca:
Beca: Chlo, murder is also a crime by the way

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Beca: Lily, I told you no black magic in the living room
Lily: relax, I haven't summoned anything
Beca: *raises a brow*
Lily: ...else
Beca: *raises the other brow*
Lily: ...yet
Beca: we're moving.

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Aubrey: I know how to help you find out the baby daddy is. send me a list of people you've slept with
Stacie: k, done
Aubrey, checking her phone: Stacie, this is your contact list
Stacie: why else would you save numbers?
Stacie: I don't even know yours. I just go off your vibe and figure it's you when you yell at me

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Emily: I really flunked that last note. my breath control is my biggest flaw
Chloe: I wouldn't say that...
Fat Amy: yeah, that's not your biggest one

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Gail: I hate this "politically correct" bs. back in my day, there was no bodyshaming or slutshaming woke culture nonsense. I mean, why can't I call someone ugly if they are?
CR: because that's offensive!
Gail: yes, that's the whole point of insults!!

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Beca: it's just, it's always about what my dad wants, what my boss wants, what the Bellas want, I think you're the first person to ask ME what I want. And it means a lot cause I'm like, stressed out of my mind so... thank you
Barista: ...you're welcome, ma'am. Would you also like a sample?
Beca: yes. yes, I would.

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Flo: now that I have a blog, my life is basically like Sex And The City
Fat Amy: except you haven't had sex in years
Beca: and you live in the suburbs
Stacie: so what's your life like? "And"?

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Emily: I can be reckless!
Stacie: really? what's the most reckless thing you've done?
Emily: I ran with scissors!
Stacie: *raises an eyebrow*
Emily: okay, maybe the blade was rounded...
Beca: and you were walking...
Emily: I was power-walking!!

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Chloe: I haven't been this anxious since the World's championships.
Aubrey: ...really? not even when we were kidnapped?
Chloe: I don't know. I mean, Das Sound Machine had a really good beatboxer

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Aubrey: you know what they say. when life gives you lemons-
Beca: yeah, you make lemonade
Aubrey: -you ship them off to Northern Europe or Canada at a lower price. What did you say?

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Chloe: what was that about?
Fat Amy: there's no easy way for me to tell you
Fat Amy: ...
Fat Amy: *walks away*

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Dr. Mitchell: Amy, it's been a while. what have you been up to?
Fat Amy: I was in the Peace Corps
Beca: no, you were in jail
Fat Amy: yes that was the name of my gang

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[On the yacht]
Aubrey, panicking: Beca, I don't know what you're planning but I can't do this! I can't perform in these circumstances and I'm seasick too!
Beca: push through, dude, it's not all that scary! imagine you're on that... on that boat from the movie you girls like or something!
Aubrey: Titanic?
Beca: yeah I guess
Aubrey: that's a horrible pick!!!

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Beca: and so I was like, wow Chlo, I'm sorry that I take my job too seriously!
Stacie:
Stacie: is that a mashup of Baby Shark and Carly Rae Jepsen?
Beca, shutting her laptop: get out

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A/N: hello readers! streets are saying Pitch Perfect 4 is in the works so I thought it would be a good time to update. Hopefully all the OG Bellas will be in it🤞🏻Cheers!

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