If you all will a-ca-scuse me for a minute or two, I’m going to share with you some truth bombs: Pitch Perfect is the best movie. Ever. Yeah, sure, you’re thinking of all those movie lists right now where all the movies won Oscars, or all the actors were multi-award winners or whatevs, but if that is what you are thinking…your thinking is wrong. Seriously, disturbingly, horribly wrong. Also, if you haven’t seen Pitch Perfect you are dead to me. Dramatic? Maybe. On point? Definitely. Here, for you, are 21 Times Pitch Perfect Got It Exactly Right. ‘Cause you know what? Sometimes you have to embrace life and unleash the kraken. A-ca-later, pitches! I am a-ca-out.
21 Time Pitch Perfect Got It Exactly Right
We all have that one friend who likes to tell it as it is…
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.
And that friend who is a little off, but we still love ’em.
Lilly: I set fires to feel joy.
Donald: That’s adorable.
They embrace us, so we have to love them as they are, right?
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?
Cynthia Rose: It all started when I broke up with my girlfriend.
Fat Amy: Whomp, there it is!
Even if sometimes the things they say make us a little uncomfortable.
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.’
There are times when we think our friends feel one way, but we’re totally wrong.
Bumper: I have a feeling we should kiss. Is that a good feeling or an incorrect feeling?
Fat Amy: Well… sometimes I have the feeling I can do crystal meth, but then I think, mmm… better not.
And we might take out our frustrations on each other…
Bumper: You girls are awesome… ly horrible. I hate you. Kill yourselves. Girl power! Sisters before misters!
Or do things to try to cope.
Jesse: No, I’m not drunk at all. You’re just blurry.
But at least they’ll always try to keep us positive…
Fat Amy: Well, at least it’s not herpes. Or do you have that as well?
Even when we want to go the other way.
Fat Amy: I’m gonna kill him! I’m gonna finish him like a cheesecake!
Our friends aren’t afraid to share their inner most thoughts…
Gail: Nothing makes a woman feel more like a girl than a man who sings like a boy.
Even the ones we don’t want to hear.
Lilly: I ate my twin in the womb.
And when we make a promise…
Aubrey: And I solemnly promise to never have sexual relations with a Treblemaker, or may my vocal cords be ripped out by wolves.
Our friends expect us to keep it.
Beca: That oath was serious?
Aubrey: Dixie Chicks serious!
There are times, though, that they’ll want us to do things we really don’t want to do.
Fat Amy: Yeah, no don’t put me down for cardio.
Beca: Wanna do something else? We could re-live my parents’ divorce. Or visit a gynecologist.
But as long as we try, they’ll stand behind us.
Fat Amy: That’s not a real word but keep trying. You. Will. Get. There.
In the end, if you’ve got one good friend who’ll tell it like it is…
Aubrey: Chloe, could you please get your head out of your ass? It’s not a hat!
Or say things to you that no one else would ever say…
Bumper: Your weirdness is actually affecting my vocal cords, so I’m gonna need you to scoot! Skedaddle!
Or tell you their deepest secrets…
Lilly: I was born with gills like a fish!
You can be confident you’ll have a friend for life.
Fat Amy: Even though some of you are pretty thin, you all have fat hearts, and that’s what matters.
And that kind of confidence is worth more than anything in the world.
Fat Amy: Crushed it.