Anna Camp credited as playing...
- Aubrey: What's your name?
- Fat Amy: Fat Amy.
- Aubrey: You call yourself Fat Amy?
- Fat Amy: Yeah, so twig bitches like you don't do it behind my back.
- Aubrey: The Trebles don't respect us, and if we let them penetrate us, we are giving them our power.
- Fat Amy: Not a good enough reason to use the word 'penetrate.'
- Fat Amy: [out of breath from learning choreography] I should have taken that cardio tip more seriously.
- Aubrey: How much have you done?
- Fat Amy: You just saw it.
- [Their bus starts to sputter and slow]
- Aubrey: What the hell?
- Fat Amy: It's pretty cool, actually... I think we're just running out of gas.
- Aubrey: No, that can't be! You just filled the tank!
- Fat Amy: Yeah, I did! And yet, maybe I didn't, because I got hit by flying Mexican food.
- [the bus sputters to a stop]
- Fat Amy: And we're out.
- Aubrey: A-ca-scuse me?
- Fat Amy: A-ca-believe it!
- 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.
- [Part of the Bella oath]
- Aubrey: And I solemnly promise to never have sexual relations with a Treblemaker, or may my vocal cords be ripped out by wolves.
- Aubrey: Hands in, a-ca-bitches!
- 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!
- Fat Amy: That's actually a good idea. I have Bumper's number.
- Aubrey: Why do you have Bumper's number?
- Fat Amy: Ummmm... uhhhhhh... ummmmmm...
- Aubrey: Chloe, could you please get your head out of your ass? It's not a hat!
- Fat Amy: A-ca-awkward...
- Aubrey: I can see your toner through those jeans!
- Beca: That's my dick!
- 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.
- Aubrey: Ooh.
- Fat Amy: It's a lot of floor work.
- Aubrey: I see that.
- 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!
- Aubrey: This time I'm not gonna choke it down!
- Stacie: Been there before...
- 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...
- Aubrey: I won't disappoint you. My dad always says, if you're not here to win, get the hell out of Kuwait!
- Aubrey: I'm sorry, but I am my father's daughter, and he always says 'if at first you don't succeed'...
- [tears up]
- Aubrey: 'pack your bags'.
