Beca Quotes in Pitch Perfect (2012)

Cynthia Rose: I have a confession to make.

Fat Amy: We all know where this is going. Lesbi-honest.

Cynthia Rose: This is hard for me to admit to you guys, but for the past two years, I have had a serious gambling problem.

Fat Amy: What?

Beca: What?

Cynthia Rose: It all started when I broke up with my girlfriend.

Fat Amy: Whomp, there it is!

Jesse: You're one of the a cappella girls. I'm one of those a cappella boys, and we're gonna have aca-children. It's inevitable.

Beca: You're really drunk right now. I don't think you're gonna remember any of this.

Jesse: No, I'm not drunk at all. You're just blurry.

[about Chloe's vocal cord nodes]

Beca: Isn't that painful? Why would you keep performing?

Chloe: Because I love to sing.

Stacie: Yeah, it's like when my lady doctor told me not to have sex for six weeks, and I did it anyway.

Jesse: Hey Hilary Swank from Million Dollar Baby.

Beca: Hey, you could just say 'Hey Million Dollar Baby" you don't have to reference the specific actress.

Jesse: Damn. Prison changed you.

Aubrey: We will practice, and I trust you will add your own cardio.

Beca: Why cardio?

Fat Amy: Yeah, no don't put me down for cardio

Beca: You must really sweep your girlfriend off her feet.

Jesse: Oh, I don't have a girlfriend.

Beca: What? You have juice pouches and Rocky.

Aubrey: As you can see, Kori is not here. Last night, she was Treble-boned. She has been disinvited from the Bellas.

Beca: That oath was serious?

Aubrey: Dixie Chicks serious!

Jesse: So what do you want to watch first?

Beca: Wanna do something else? We could re-live my parents' divorce. Or visit a gynecologist.

[Chloe has burst, stark naked, into Beca's stall while she's showering]

Chloe: You have to audition for the Bellas!

Beca: I can't concentrate on anything you're saying until you cover your junk.

Chloe: Just consider it! One time, we sang back-up for Prince. His butt is so tiny that I can hold it with, like, one hand.

Beca: Hey. You must be Kimmy Jin. I'm Beca.

Kimmy Jin: [Silence]

Beca: No English?

Kimmy Jin: [Silence]

Beca: Yes English?

Kimmy Jin: [Silence]

Beca: Just tell me where you're at with English...

Chloe: Hi! Any interest in joining our a cappella group?

Beca: Oh, right, this is like, a thing now.

Chloe: Oh, totes! We sing covers of songs, but we do it without any instruments. It's all from our mouths!

Beca: Yikes.

Beca: You have a little something behind your ear.

Fat Amy: Leave it. It fuels my hate fire.

Jesse: So, what's your deal? Are you one of those girls who's all dark and mysterious, then she takes off her glasses and that amazingly scary ear spike and you realize that, you know, she was beautiful the whole time?

Beca: I don't wear glasses.

Jesse: Then you're halfway there.

Aubrey: I can see your toner through those jeans!

Beca: That's my dick!

Chloe: So, are you interested?

Beca: Sorry, it's just... it's pretty lame.

Aubrey: A-ca-scuse me? Synchronized lady dancing to a Mariah Carey chart-topper is not lame!

Chloe: We sing all over the world, and we compete in national championships!

Beca: On purpose?

Aubrey: We played the Cobb Energy Performing Arts Centre, you bitch!

Luke: Can you get me lunch?

[tosses Jesse his wallet]

Jesse: Not another burger... You know, you are not going to be 22 forever.

Luke: [Luke raises his shirt, shows six pack] I think I'm good.

Beca: [Stares at Luke's abs] He's good

Tommy: Listen up, A-ca-ballers. I have been rejected by the Army, shoved into a Dora The Explorer backpack, and pushed into the girls' locker room wearing nothing but suspenders. But no matter. I am in the world that I love. And with the assistance of my boy Justin...

Justin: My liege.

Tommy: ...I launch this year's audition.

[whispers]

Tommy: Belly roll.

[while Justin is drumming on his stomach]

Tommy: The most recent ICCA national champion winners get to pick the audition song.

[Justin mimics cymbal crashing]

Beca: [whispering with other Bellas, excluding Aubrey and Chloe] All right nerds! Let's go with...

Aubrey: We shall begin by drinking the blood of the sisters that came before you.

Beca: Dude, no.

Chloe: Don't worry, it's Boone's Farm.

Aubrey: I know you have a toner for Jesse.

Beca: A what?

Aubrey: A toner. A musical boner. I saw it on Hood Night. It's distracting.

Beca: Yeah, that's not a thing, and you're not the boss of me. So...

Jesse: Told you. Endings are the best part.

Beca: You're such a weirdo.

[Grabs and kisses him]

Beca: The audience loves the Trebles. They tolerate us. We could change the face of a cappella if we... oh my God, that sounded so queerballs. What's happening to me?

[while watching The Breakfast Club]

Beca: Tell me, what does Judd Nelson eat for breakfast?

Jesse: Oh, well, like all misunderstood rebels, he feeds on hypocrisy.

Beca: Sure.

Jesse: And black coffee, to help with his morning dumps.

Beca: Yeah, well, I shut everybody out. Don't take it personally. It's just easier.

Chloe: Alright, I'm going to get a drink - this ginger needs her jiggle juice! See you later!

Beca: Make good choices.

Jewish Student: Shalom!

Fat Amy: That's not a real word, but keep trying. You will get there.

Beca: Not a lot of Jewish people where you're from?

Fat Amy: Aaah, no - I did do Fiddler on the Roof though, in high school, it was like me and some Aboriginals, it was really Jewish... it was full on Jew. Hey guys, alright, I'll give you my number.

Beca: No, Dad, I Don't Actually Care. I Just Wanted To Say "Stepmonster".

Beca: Your sweat smells like cinnamon.

Beca: Aca-Wiedersehen bitches!

Chloe: You seem so tense. Do you need a backrub?

Beca: Several body parts are rubbing my back right now, thank you.

Aubrey: Welcome to the Lodge of Fallen Leaves, where Fortune 500 companies send their employees to build teamwork skills.

Beca: You run this whole place?

Aubrey: You know, I realized that I had a knack for barking orders and bending people's wills, so I made a career out of it.