Pitch Perfect

Now, this is exactly the type of performance you would expect to see

at the International Championship of Collegiate A Cappella.

Am I right, Gail?

John, you're so right, everything else seems wrong.

Boy, these Barden University Treblemakers always thrill the judges.

And the ladies in the room cannot get enough.

So true, John.

Nothing makes a woman feel more like a girl than a man who sings like a boy.

Chloe, look at you. You're a mess. You're unfocused. You're unreliable.

And your breath smells like egg. Like, all the time.

I can't believe the Bellas are being passed on to you two slut bags after we graduate.

Just don't eff up your solo.

I won't disappoint you.

My dad always says, "If you're not here to win,

"get the hell out of Kuwait."

Has your dad ever told you to shut up?

I'm fine.

Ouch! Boy, that hurt.

Sexy man-splits.

His pain is our gain, Gail.

All right, good luck, guys!

Good luck out there!

Seriously, you girls are awesome...ly horrible.

I hate you. Kill yourselves. Girl power! Sisters before misters!

All right, ladies, it's now or never. Hands in!

One, two...

Up now, the Barden Bellas!

Well, the Bellas tonight are making history

as the first ever all-female group to advance to the ICCA finals.

That's right, John. Now, why do you think it's taken so long

for an all-lady group to break through that a cappella glass ceiling?

Well, Gail, the women, typically, cannot hit the low notes,

which really round out an arrangement, thrill the judges,

and that can really hurt them in competition.

Women are about as good at a cappella as they are at being doctors.

One, two, three, four.

Is it me or did we just take a left turn into Snoozeville?

Yeah, and we parked in a lot where they do not validate.

No! Holy...

This is a surprise!

This has never happened! Now, this is how you bring some excitement

to the International Championship of Collegiate A Cappella.

She had a week's worth of lunch and lost it.

Well, she didn't lose it. We know exactly where it is.

It's all over the third row. No, no...

I got it. Thanks.

Hi there! Welcome to Barden University. What dorm?

Baker Hall, I think.

Okay. So, what you're gonna do is you're gonna go down this way,

you're gonna take a right and you go through those double doors...

Your campus map.

And your official BU rape whistle.

Don't blow it unless it's actually happening.

Hey.

You must be Kimmy Jin. I'm Beca.

No English?

Yes English?

Just tell me where you're at with English.

There he is. I'm Benji. You must be Jesse.

And you must be kidding. Wow!

Looking at it now, I can see that it's a bit much.

I can take it down.

No, no way. I mean, it took a second for my eyes to adjust,

but I can roll with this.

Look, just so you know, I'm not a total nerd.

I also happen to be super into close-up magic.

Dude, that's awesome!

How long was that little guy in there?

Several days.

Hey, this is campus police. Hide your wine coolers.

Just... It's your old man making a funny.

Chris Rock, everybody.

Hey, you must be Beca's roommate.

I'm Dr. Mitchell, Beca's dad.

I teach Comparative Literature here.

So, when did you get here? How did you get here?

Took a cab. Didn't wanna inconvenience you and Sheila.

How is the stepmonster?

She is fine, thank you for asking. She's actually in Vegas at a conference...

No, Dad, I don't actually care. I just wanted to say "stepmonster."

So, have you guys been out on the quad yet?

In the springtime, all the students study on the grass.

I don't wanna study on the grass, Dad.

I need to move to LA and get a job at a record label

and start paying my dues.

Here we go again. You know, Beca,

DJing is not a profession, it's a hobby.

Unless you're Rick Dees or someone awesome.

That's not... I...

I wanna produce music. I wanna make music, Dad.

But you're going to get a college education first.

For free, I might add. End of story.

I'm going to the Activities Fair.

Me, too. I'm going to the Activities Fair with my super-good friend, Kimmy Jin.

(CHANTING) Taking names, taking numbers. Join our righteous frat.

If you ain't pledging Sigma Beta, you ain't worth no crap.

That's a double negative. That's a lot of negatives.

Follow me. There's only one group on this campus worth joining.

As far as Barden goes, that's what being a man's all about.

The Treblemakers.

The rock stars of a cappella, the messiahs of Barden.

Well, you know, not including athletes, frat guys, or actual cool people.

Organized nerd singing. This is great.

Yeah, it makes so much sense. How's your voice?

Oh, nice.

I will stop at nothing to take those ding-a-lings down.

Hey, Barb. You gonna audition this year? We have openings.

Now that you've puked your way to the bottom,

you might actually consider me?

I auditioned for you three times and never got in

because you said my boobs look like baloney.

The word's out. Bellas is the laughing stock of a cappella.

Good luck auditioning this year. Douche-b's.

Oh, my God. This is a travesty.

God, if we can't even recruit Baloney Barb, then we can't get anybody.

Just take the dramatics down a notch, okay? Hi, do you wanna...

Well, you're the one who got us into this hot mess.

We'll be fine.

I am confident that we will find

eight super-hot girls with bikini-ready bodies

who can harmonize and have perfect pitch. Okay?

Hi, would you like to be a member of...

Just keep flyering. We have tradition to uphold.

How about we just get good singers?

What? Good singers? What? Hi.

Can you sing? Yeah.

Can you read music? Yeah.

Can you match pitch? Try me.

Yeah.

That was a really good start.

I'm the best singer in Tasmania. With teeth.

Love it. What's your name?

Fat Amy.

Um... You call yourself Fat Amy?

Yeah, so twig bitches like you don't do it behind my back.

I will see you in auditions, Fat Amy.

I can sing but I'm also good at modern dance,

olden dance, and mermaid dancing,

which is a little different.

You usually start on the ground.

Ooh.

It's a lot of floor work. I see that.

Yeah, DJs. Deaf Jews.

Oh.

Shalom!

That's not a real word but keep trying.

You will get there.

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

Ah...

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. All right, I'll give you my number.

What about her?

I don't know. She looks a little too alternative for us.

Hi, any interest in joining our a cappella group?

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

Totes. We sing covers of songs but we do it without any instruments.

It's all from our mouths.

Yikes.

There's four groups on campus. The Bellas. That's us. We're the tits.

The BU Harmonics.

They sing a lot of Madonna.

The High Notes.

They're not particularly motivated.

And then there's...

So, are you interested?

Sorry, it just, it's pretty lame.

A-ca-scuse me?

Synchronized lady dancing to a Mariah Carey chart topper is not lame.

We sing all over the world and we compete in national championships.

On purpose?

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

Oh!

What Aubrey means to say is that we are a close-knit,

talented group of ladies whose dream is

to return to the national finals at Lincoln Center this year.

Help us turn our dreams into a reality?

Sorry, I don't even sing, but it was really nice to meet you guys.

What are we gonna do?

When you came in and you were just strumming the guitar,

and it was, like, totally off-key, I wanted to choke you!

Bumper. I wanted to choke you out!

Okay, I'm gonna go introduce myself.

Everybody be cool. It's just a normal day.

Hi. Hi.

Benjamin Applebaum.

I saw you guys perform at a Mall of America like three years ago.