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- What was that? - That was so much eye contact. ♪ One, two, three, they gonna run back to me ♪ ♪ 'Cause I'm the best baby that they never got to keep ♪ ♪ One, two, three, they gonna run back to me ♪ ♪ They always want to come but they never want to leave ♪ ♪ My ex's and the oh-oh-oh's, they haunt me ♪ ♪ Like gho-o-osts, they want me ♪ ♪ To make 'em all, all, all ♪ ♪ They won't let go, ex's and oh's. ♪
Pitch Perfect 3
2m36s
GAIL: Today's the day. We're getting her today. JOHN: Is your sound equipment working? Because... You don't worry about what I'm doing. - Oh, my God. She's right there. I got her. - Shh, shh. - Here, get in here. - All right. Got it. They were world champions. The winningest a cappella group of all time. The Barden Bellas, an unlikely group of not-men who somehow managed to win at something that didn't have to do with baking. - I can hear you guys. - You know, girlie, you're this close to being cut out of this d'aca'mentary. So close. You're in the danger zone. We have security, and I carry mace. We're gonna be clinging to you like mom jeans to a camel toe. GAIL (laughing): That's right! BECA (over speakers): ♪ Stand up, bend it over, boy ♪ - ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪ - ♪ Stand up ♪ RAPPER: ♪ Give me the beat, I chew it like bubblegum ♪ - ♪ All I wanna see and do ♪ - ♪ Pimp-Lo, and I'm back ♪ - ♪ With another one ♪ - ♪ Get on your feet ♪ - ♪ Bend down, yes, Lord ♪ - ♪ Come and do it for me ♪ ♪ Let me squeeze on that booty like stress balls ♪ Mm, mm, mm, mm, whoa. You produced the shit out of his turd-burger. (chuckling): Thanks. I mean, it's better. - Who's that singing? - Oh, that's me, but we've got time to get a real singer. I have a couple thoughts. - I think it's very... - Yo. Yo, can we turn this off? Pimp-Lo, bam, bam, bam. (chuckling): I mean, you have done it again. - "Bend Over" is so... - So good. EVAN: I feel like my ears are hearing the future. - BECA: Club banger. - Yeah, I hate it. I really hate it. I'm the artist, and this is my song, and I feel like y'all should play my mix. - ♪ Uh! Yeah ♪ - ♪ Give me the beat ♪ - ♪ I chew it like bubblegum ♪ - Dubble Bubble. Hey. - ♪ Pimp-Lo, and I'm back with another one ♪ - Hey. ♪ Bend down, yes, Lord ♪ ♪ Let me squeeze on that booty like stress balls ♪ - ♪ Speaking of balls... ♪ - See? This is the "Bend Over" the world needs to be listening to. - ♪ Oh, yeah! ♪ - ♪ Uh! ♪ Yeah, um... (sighs) it's my job to make you the best little Pimp-Lo that you can be, and-and I want to get behind "Bend Over." And, as your producer, I would love it if you could trust me. I would love it if you leave my track how it is. I made your song great, man. (chuckling): I think what she means is, your song was always great. No, what I mean is what you gave me - was a steaming pile of... - Pimp-Lo! Okay. There's something that you should know. Uh, Beca... - is on her period. - Wow. - Oh, it's shark week? Hot damn. - Bum-bum. Y'all keepin' it one hundred. That's my moms right there. - You know what it is. - Mm-hmm. - Still menstruating? Hmm. - Okay. - Truth. EVAN: If you could just excuse us for a second. What are you doing? How can you take his side? Sides? Well, we... Why are we always talking about sides? Okay, it's our job, brah. We're producers. We bring his vision to life. (chuckles) Damn! That's poppin'! PIMP-LO: Hey!
Pitch Perfect 3
3m5s
I did it. I finally quit my job. (chuckles) And I'm free, I'm free. I'm never going back - to that job again. - (toilet flushes) It's the best day of my life. I mean, I can't be a music producer without integrity. What's up? What? Wait. S-Something's wrong. Your face is more pinched than normal. I-I finally did it. You got back together with Jesse? No! You know the long-distance thing didn't work. He lives 3,000 miles away with his girlfriend - and their cat. - Oh. He got over you much quicker than what I thought. - Oh, thank you, Amy. - Much faster than Bumper, who is rightfully still devastated. You know he got a tattoo of me on his butt cheek? So now, every time he wants to see me, he's like... He's just... - Okay. Um... - That made me dizzy. - Wait, what's up? - I quit my job. - You got fired? - Oh, come on. All right. I-I didn't get fired. - I quit. - Come here. You're kind of making it worse. Let this negative energy be released! Seriously, open your legs. It'll come out quicker. - No, no. - It'll come out quicker, - the bad energy. - Why do you do this stuff? - Okay, seriously. - Why are you like this? - You're gonna come back from this so fast. - Mm. You know why? Because you have an amazing best friend. Is that you? Yeah. - Okay. - And also... - (Beca grunts) - You need to pay the rent. Just a little. Uh, every month, we have to do it. Ugh. Right. Yeah. You could get a job, you know. Beca, you're in shock. You need something to eat. - Yeah. Just sit down. - Oh. Not these, though. They're mine. - Hey, guys. - Hey, Chloe! Why aren't you guys ready? BECA: Why are you wearing that? - What? - Did you wear that to work? - Yeah, underneath my scrubs. - Well, sweetie, why? Because it reminds me I was special once. But also because tonight is, you... you know... the Bellas reunion at the Brooklyn Aquarium. - Hello! - That's tonight? - Yes. - AMY: Aw, yeah! - BECA: You know what? I will take it. I need a distraction anyway. - Yeah. Yes, you do! Whoo! - I love it. Here we go! What happened? - She got fired today. - (gasps) No. ♪ ♪ (quiet chatter) - Hey, Stacie. - Oh, my God! - Finally! - Aw. Good to see you. What's up, pitches? (squealing) - I know, I know. - Hi, Beca. - Oh! I missed you guys so much. I can't wait for us to sing together. I'm so excited. - Hey, ladies. - (squealing) Let's crush this. - Hi. - Hello. - Stacie! Hi! Hey, Bellas. - Hi! - Hi! Thank you so much for inviting us. - Of course. - So, what do you want us to sing tonight? A little "Who Run the World," some "Bulletproof"? You didn't tell us what the crowd was, - but I, um... - What's she talking about? I brought this, just in case. - Oh, God. (sighs) - Our voices are warm. (all vocalize high note) Um, we didn't invite you guys to sing. We invited you to... - watch us sing. - Watch. Aca-scuse me? EMILY: I just thought you guys were so busy with your... your awesome jobs and amazing lives.
Pitch Perfect 3
2m14s
- Who's with me? - Me. Mm-hmm. Yeah. I suddenly have a lot of free time, so hell yeah. CYNTHIA ROSE: Well, I just got kicked out of flight school for killing 300 fake people. - I hate fake people. - I hate a fake bitch. Can you fly when you're eight months pregnant? - What? - No. Um... - Look. - Oh... - (murmuring, gasping) That's... that's eight months pregnant? You guys didn't notice? - Well, congratulations. - Oh, my God. - Ah! - (murmuring) - I mean, I'm so happy for you. - Amazing! - Wow. Do you know who the father is? Eh. - Oh. - Oh. - Congratulations. - Happy accidents. - (others cheering) Okay, well, Stacie's out. So I guess, Emily, you're in. - Oh, yeah. I'm in for sure. - Yeah! AUBREY: Yay. - Was I not always in? - Um... - Oh, no, no, no. Of course. - Yes. Oh, cool. I... Okay. - (all chattering) - Cheers! ♪ Supercalifragilistic and bionic, go ballistic ♪ ♪ Coldest summer, chain and wrist lit ♪ ♪ Automatic sonic facelift ♪ ♪ I got that boom, boom, baby, bring the bass ♪ ♪ I got that boom, boom all up in your face ♪ ♪ I got that boom, boom, baby, bring the bass ♪ ♪ I got that boom, boom all up in your face ♪ ♪ Boom, boom all up in your face. ♪ - Hola, señoritas. - (Gail whoops, chuckles) Where'd you guys even come from? A little town called Persistence, sweet cheeks. That's right. Here, here's the thing. JOHN: Look at this, ladies. All-access passes. We're tall enough for all the rides. You can run, but you cannot hide. This d'aca'mentary is happening! We're gonna film this whole thing. It's gonna be beautiful. We're making a beautiful d'aca'mentary. In fact, we gotta set up. Where are we gonna set up, John? I want to give you the... Papi chulos, straight ahead. ♪ Ooh ♪ ♪ Ah ♪ ♪ Ah ♪ ♪ Ooh. ♪ Welcome to Spain, Bellas. A few important things to note before we begin. - (airplane engine rumbling) - Grab your luggage. All right, thank you. You always want to stay 25 feet... (dialogue muffled under roaring airplane engine)
Pitch Perfect 3
1m22s
Chicago. Right? (chuckles) Yeah, I'm actually from Georgia. Oh. So, what's your story? Why are you here? Oh, boy. Um... Long story short, I was in the NG, but my CO recommended me for OCS after, uh, AIT. (voice fading): Then came OBC and RTB where I, uh, was the, uh, DG of my class. It's... I don't know. Sorry. Um... I joined the National Guard. They helped put me through college. (voice fades): I spent about a year stationed in Kabul. Uh, actually overseeing a canine unit over there. We trained German shepherds, - we trained pit bulls... - (distant, echoing barking) Dogs. I love dogs. (chuckles) I love animals, in general. - Animals are cute. - You're cute. I mean, what? - What about you? - Me? (sighs) Me. Uh, shorter story... I was in a singing group in college, and then now I am still in that same singing group, but not in college. - But you're committed. - I am committed. - That's great. - Yeah, I love commitment - and being committed. - Yeah. - Not to, like, an asylum. (chuckles) Whoa. - Right. Or, like, a hospital, like, it's... I'm not saying... - Yeah, no, I know. - But, like... just, I like... I love love. I love being committed to love. Not to you, but to, like... I love, um, like, oranges. - Oranges. - I love... Hey. Uh, girls? - Hmm? - We have separate rooms. We don't have to sleep on top of each other anymore. - What? - AUBREY: Hey, that's great. Um, not sexually. There was that one time.
Pitch Perfect 3
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Okay. That's the ladder that'll take you up to the main deck where the Bellas are. Do not let Fergus hear what I'm doing below. Okay, giant distraction coming up. - You sure about this? - Have I ever let you down? Dozens of examples spring to mind, if I'm honest. - What? - Yeah, you're very unreliable. It's, like, one of the hallmarks of your personality. I don't think we have time to unpack that right now. Shh. I'll just see you up top. Nobody's gonna die tonight, right? - Yeah. - Right? - Yeah. - Well, that doesn't help. - Okay. - Okay, ready? I've got my serious face on now. - Okay. - It's time. - Let's do it. - (inhales sharply) Once we get the money, we sail directly to Sydney. Unless she doesn't show. Then things get ugly. Ten minutes, ladies. Guys, you know what we should do?
Pitch Perfect 3