Bring It On Quotes
A champion high school cheerleading squad discovers its previous captain stole all their best routines from an inner-city school and must scramble to compete at this year's championships.
Big Red: I'm sexy, I'm cute, / I'm popular to boot.
Big Red, Whitney, Courtney, Darcy, Carver, Kasey, Torrance Shipman: I'm bitchin', great hair, / The boys all love to stare, / I'm wanted, I'm hot, / I'm everything you're not, / I'm pretty, I'm cool, / I dominate this school, / Who am I? Just guess, / Guys wanna touch my chest, / I'm rockin', I smile, / And many think I'm vile, / I'm flyin', I jump, / You can look but don't you hump, / Whoo / I'm major, I roar, / I swear I'm not a whore, / We cheer and we lead, / We act like we're on speed, / Hate us 'cause we're beautiful, / Well we don't like you either, / We're cheerleaders, / We are cheerleaders. /Roll call...
Big Red: Call me Big Red.
Whitney: I'm W-W-Whitney.
Courtney: C-C-C-C-Courtney.
[Courtney makes cat snarl]
Darcy: Dude, it's Darcy.
Carver: I'm big bad Carver. Yeah!
Kasey: Just call me Kasey!
Big Red: I'm... still Big Red, / I sizzle, I scorch, / But now I pass the torch, / The ballots are in, / And one girl has to win, / She's perky, she's fun, / And now she's number one, / K-K-Kick it Torrance, / T-T-T-Torrance!
Torrance Shipman: I'm strong and I'm loud, / I'm gonna make you proud, / I'm T-T-T-Torrance, / Your captain Torrance.
Jan, Whitney, Courtney, Darcy, Carver, Kasey, Torrance Shipman, Les: Let's go Toros. /We are the Toros, / The Mighty Mighty Toros, / We're so terrific, / We must be Toros.
Big Red, Whitney, Courtney, Darcy, Carver, Kasey, Torrance Shipman: I'm bitchin', great hair, / The boys all love to stare, / I'm wanted, I'm hot, / I'm everything you're not, / I'm pretty, I'm cool, / I dominate this school, / Who am I? Just guess, / Guys wanna touch my chest, / I'm rockin', I smile, / And many think I'm vile, / I'm flyin', I jump, / You can look but don't you hump, / Whoo / I'm major, I roar, / I swear I'm not a whore, / We cheer and we lead, / We act like we're on speed, / Hate us 'cause we're beautiful, / Well we don't like you either, / We're cheerleaders, / We are cheerleaders. /Roll call...
Big Red: Call me Big Red.
Whitney: I'm W-W-Whitney.
Courtney: C-C-C-C-Courtney.
[Courtney makes cat snarl]
Darcy: Dude, it's Darcy.
Carver: I'm big bad Carver. Yeah!
Kasey: Just call me Kasey!
Big Red: I'm... still Big Red, / I sizzle, I scorch, / But now I pass the torch, / The ballots are in, / And one girl has to win, / She's perky, she's fun, / And now she's number one, / K-K-Kick it Torrance, / T-T-T-Torrance!
Torrance Shipman: I'm strong and I'm loud, / I'm gonna make you proud, / I'm T-T-T-Torrance, / Your captain Torrance.
Jan, Whitney, Courtney, Darcy, Carver, Kasey, Torrance Shipman, Les: Let's go Toros. /We are the Toros, / The Mighty Mighty Toros, / We're so terrific, / We must be Toros.
Sparky: [the cheerleaders form a line for Sparky to inspect. To Kasey] You, you have weak ankles.
[to Whitney]
Sparky: One of your calves is bigger than the other.
[to next girl]
Sparky: Too much makeup.
[to next girl]
Sparky: Not enough makeup.
[to Courtney]
Sparky: What's with the skin? Say it with me; *sunlight*!
[to Jan and Les]
Sparky: Male cheerleaders, enough said.
[to Missy]
Sparky: Smile.
[She more grimaces than smiles]
Sparky: Don't smile.
Missy: [Under her breath] Jackass.
Sparky: [to Darcy] Good general tone and general musculature.
[Peeks around her to look at her butt]
Sparky: Report those compliments to your ass before it gets so big it forms it's own website!
[to Torrance]
Sparky: And you, I take you to be the captain, which means you'll probably need more work than anybody.
[to Whitney]
Sparky: One of your calves is bigger than the other.
[to next girl]
Sparky: Too much makeup.
[to next girl]
Sparky: Not enough makeup.
[to Courtney]
Sparky: What's with the skin? Say it with me; *sunlight*!
[to Jan and Les]
Sparky: Male cheerleaders, enough said.
[to Missy]
Sparky: Smile.
[She more grimaces than smiles]
Sparky: Don't smile.
Missy: [Under her breath] Jackass.
Sparky: [to Darcy] Good general tone and general musculature.
[Peeks around her to look at her butt]
Sparky: Report those compliments to your ass before it gets so big it forms it's own website!
[to Torrance]
Sparky: And you, I take you to be the captain, which means you'll probably need more work than anybody.
Isis: [Writing a letter] "Where we come from, 'cheer' is not a word we hear very often..."
Lava: They should call us 'inspiration leaders' instead.
Jenelope: Ooh, that's deep... I like that.
Lafred: I don't know why we writin to some talk show host. It's like we begging for charity or somethin'.
Isis: It's not charity. Pauletta Patton's from our neighborhood. She'll understand why we need the money.
Lafred: [laughing] Tell her we need to buy doughnuts. Her big butt'll understand that.
Jenelope: A-ha! Stop being counterproductive, a-ight?
Lafred: Lava, please stop teaching her these big words before she choke on one.
Jenelope: No, betta I choke you, LaFred!
Lava: They should call us 'inspiration leaders' instead.
Jenelope: Ooh, that's deep... I like that.
Lafred: I don't know why we writin to some talk show host. It's like we begging for charity or somethin'.
Isis: It's not charity. Pauletta Patton's from our neighborhood. She'll understand why we need the money.
Lafred: [laughing] Tell her we need to buy doughnuts. Her big butt'll understand that.
Jenelope: A-ha! Stop being counterproductive, a-ight?
Lafred: Lava, please stop teaching her these big words before she choke on one.
Jenelope: No, betta I choke you, LaFred!
Courtney: Can she yell?
Torrance Shipman: We'll try an oldie.
[Torrance tests a standard cheer on her]
Torrance Shipman: Awesome, oh wow! Like, totally freak me out! I mean, right on! The Toros sure are number one!
Missy: [cheering] I transferred from Los Angeles, your school has no gymnastics team, this is a last resort!
[back to normal tone]
Missy: OK, so I've never cheered before. So what? How about something that actually requires neurons?
Torrance Shipman: We'll try an oldie.
[Torrance tests a standard cheer on her]
Torrance Shipman: Awesome, oh wow! Like, totally freak me out! I mean, right on! The Toros sure are number one!
Missy: [cheering] I transferred from Los Angeles, your school has no gymnastics team, this is a last resort!
[back to normal tone]
Missy: OK, so I've never cheered before. So what? How about something that actually requires neurons?
Courtney, Whitney, Darcy, Kasey, Missy, Torrance Shipman: [Cheering at the game] Aaaaaaalllll right! We're sweet! We got the whip, we can't be beat. We're the best, our team's too cool. We got the class to rock this school. Aww...
Isis, Lava, Jenelope, Lafred, Courtney, Whitney, Darcy, Kasey, Missy, Torrance Shipman: [Clovers join in, humiliating the Toros] Yeah! We bad, we got the team, we can't be had. We're the best, so score them points. You win the game, we'll rock this joint!
Courtney, Whitney, Darcy, Kasey, Missy, Torrance Shipman: Go Toros! Go Toros! Go, go, go Toros!
Isis, Lava, Jenelope, Lafred: Go Clovers! Go Clovers! Go, go, go Clovers!
Isis, Lava, Jenelope, Lafred, Courtney, Whitney, Darcy, Kasey, Missy, Torrance Shipman: Our game is fierce and we are hip, so get on back, you can't touch this! Our game is bad, we're without peer, so get that weakness outta here!
Isis, Lava, Jenelope, Lafred: Tried to steal our bit, but you look like shit! But we're the ones who are down with it!
Isis, Lava, Jenelope, Lafred, Courtney, Whitney, Darcy, Kasey, Missy, Torrance Shipman: [Clovers join in, humiliating the Toros] Yeah! We bad, we got the team, we can't be had. We're the best, so score them points. You win the game, we'll rock this joint!
Courtney, Whitney, Darcy, Kasey, Missy, Torrance Shipman: Go Toros! Go Toros! Go, go, go Toros!
Isis, Lava, Jenelope, Lafred: Go Clovers! Go Clovers! Go, go, go Clovers!
Isis, Lava, Jenelope, Lafred, Courtney, Whitney, Darcy, Kasey, Missy, Torrance Shipman: Our game is fierce and we are hip, so get on back, you can't touch this! Our game is bad, we're without peer, so get that weakness outta here!
Isis, Lava, Jenelope, Lafred: Tried to steal our bit, but you look like shit! But we're the ones who are down with it!
Torrance Shipman: Ever been to a cheerleading competition?
Missy: Oh, you mean like a football game?
Torrance Shipman: No, not a game, those are like practices for us. I'm talking about a tournament. ESPN cameras all around. Hundreds of people cheering.
Cliff: Wait a minute, people cheering... cheerleaders?
Torrance Shipman: That's right. Lots of people. Here's the deal, Missy. We're the shit, the best. We work hard, have fun, and win national championships. I'm offering you a chance to be a part of that.
Missy: Oh, you mean like a football game?
Torrance Shipman: No, not a game, those are like practices for us. I'm talking about a tournament. ESPN cameras all around. Hundreds of people cheering.
Cliff: Wait a minute, people cheering... cheerleaders?
Torrance Shipman: That's right. Lots of people. Here's the deal, Missy. We're the shit, the best. We work hard, have fun, and win national championships. I'm offering you a chance to be a part of that.
Isis: Know what? She's right. See, then we'd be doing them a favor. Then they could feel good about sending raggedy Ann up here to jack us for our cheers.
Torrance Shipman: 'Raggedy Ann'?
Isis: Ugly redhead with a video camera permanently attached to her hand. Y'all been coming up here for years trying to steal our routines.
Lafred: And we just love seeing them on ESPN.
Torrance Shipman: What are you talking about?
Isis: 'Brr, it's cold in here, there must be some Toros in the atmosphere'? I know you don't think a white girl made that shit up. Our free cheer service is over as of this moment.
Jenelope: Over!
Lafred: Finito!
Isis: Every time we get some, here y'all come trying to steal it, putting some blonde hair on it and calling it something different. We've had the best squad around for years, but no one's been able to see what we can do. But you better believe, all that's gonna change this year. I'm captain, and I guarantee you we'll make it to Nationals. So just hand over the tape you made tonight, we'll call it even for now.
Torrance Shipman: We don't have any tape.
Missy: Really. We just came to see the show.
Jenelope: What? Come on, Isis! Let me do this!
Isis: You know what? Let's go.
Jenelope: Wait a minute. So that's it? We're just gonna let them go?
Isis: Yeah. Because unlike them, we have class.
Torrance Shipman: I swear I had no idea.
Isis: Well, now you do.
Jenelope: Huh! You been touched by an angel, girl!
Torrance Shipman: 'Raggedy Ann'?
Isis: Ugly redhead with a video camera permanently attached to her hand. Y'all been coming up here for years trying to steal our routines.
Lafred: And we just love seeing them on ESPN.
Torrance Shipman: What are you talking about?
Isis: 'Brr, it's cold in here, there must be some Toros in the atmosphere'? I know you don't think a white girl made that shit up. Our free cheer service is over as of this moment.
Jenelope: Over!
Lafred: Finito!
Isis: Every time we get some, here y'all come trying to steal it, putting some blonde hair on it and calling it something different. We've had the best squad around for years, but no one's been able to see what we can do. But you better believe, all that's gonna change this year. I'm captain, and I guarantee you we'll make it to Nationals. So just hand over the tape you made tonight, we'll call it even for now.
Torrance Shipman: We don't have any tape.
Missy: Really. We just came to see the show.
Jenelope: What? Come on, Isis! Let me do this!
Isis: You know what? Let's go.
Jenelope: Wait a minute. So that's it? We're just gonna let them go?
Isis: Yeah. Because unlike them, we have class.
Torrance Shipman: I swear I had no idea.
Isis: Well, now you do.
Jenelope: Huh! You been touched by an angel, girl!
Justin Shipman: Hey, I have to tell you something!
Torrance Shipman: I'm on the phone creep!
Justin Shipman: I realize that, and normally I'd be listening on the other line, but this is important.
Torrance Shipman: Ok, what?
Torrance Shipman: [Justin Shipman jumps and farts twice] Ugh! Get Out!
Justin Shipman: Thank you for listening.
Torrance Shipman: I'm on the phone creep!
Justin Shipman: I realize that, and normally I'd be listening on the other line, but this is important.
Torrance Shipman: Ok, what?
Torrance Shipman: [Justin Shipman jumps and farts twice] Ugh! Get Out!
Justin Shipman: Thank you for listening.
Big Red: This season should've been gravy, ok? I handpicked the squad, I delivered an idiot-proof routine... Now, Platter... nationals, hello?
Torrance Shipman: Don't you mean a stolen routine?
Big Red: Don't be so naive, Torrance. Look, the truth is I was real leader, ok? I did what I had to do to win a nationals. And ever since I handed the reins over to you, you've run my squad straight into the ground! If I made any mistake as a squad leader, it wasn't borrowing cheers. It was announcing you as my successor.
Torrance Shipman: Don't you mean a stolen routine?
Big Red: Don't be so naive, Torrance. Look, the truth is I was real leader, ok? I did what I had to do to win a nationals. And ever since I handed the reins over to you, you've run my squad straight into the ground! If I made any mistake as a squad leader, it wasn't borrowing cheers. It was announcing you as my successor.
Missy: [Cliff is looking ahead at Torrance. Suddenly Missy blocks his view, her bikini-clad chest right in his line of sight] Hey, perv.
Cliff: Gahhh!
Missy: Hand over your fifteen bucks or get out of here.
Cliff: What are you doing?
Missy: Making money from guys oogling my goodies.
Cliff: Aww, I didn't need to hear that. That was an over-share.
Cliff: Gahhh!
Missy: Hand over your fifteen bucks or get out of here.
Cliff: What are you doing?
Missy: Making money from guys oogling my goodies.
Cliff: Aww, I didn't need to hear that. That was an over-share.
Torrance Shipman: We should get Big Red a gift. Or at least someone should say something.
Courtney: Pass!
Whitney: Good riddance. I don't believe in osmosis.
Torrance Shipman: I'm not brown-nosing! She's the departing captain; she did a lot for this squad.
[Courtney and Whitney both give her looks]
Torrance Shipman: Oh, come on, both of you sucked before she whipped you into shape.
Courtney: Oh, whipped? Is that what that was?
Whitney: No one will miss Big Red, Torr. She puts the 'itch' in bitch.
Courtney: She puts the 'whore' in horrifying.
Torrance Shipman: You know, it's her last practice; how would you feel?
Courtney: Big Red has no feelings!
Whitney: Just testicles.
Courtney: Pass!
Whitney: Good riddance. I don't believe in osmosis.
Torrance Shipman: I'm not brown-nosing! She's the departing captain; she did a lot for this squad.
[Courtney and Whitney both give her looks]
Torrance Shipman: Oh, come on, both of you sucked before she whipped you into shape.
Courtney: Oh, whipped? Is that what that was?
Whitney: No one will miss Big Red, Torr. She puts the 'itch' in bitch.
Courtney: She puts the 'whore' in horrifying.
Torrance Shipman: You know, it's her last practice; how would you feel?
Courtney: Big Red has no feelings!
Whitney: Just testicles.
Kasey: Courtney'll get captain. The guys love touching her butt.
Darcy: Yeah, she's got a lot to hang on to. What's the plural for 'butt'? On one person, I mean.
Carver: She puts the "ass" in "massive".
[Bends over to pick sometihng up, unknowingly sticking her butt right in Darcy's face]
Darcy: You put the "lewd" in "deluded".
Darcy: Yeah, she's got a lot to hang on to. What's the plural for 'butt'? On one person, I mean.
Carver: She puts the "ass" in "massive".
[Bends over to pick sometihng up, unknowingly sticking her butt right in Darcy's face]
Darcy: You put the "lewd" in "deluded".
Football Player #1: Why don't you let your cheerleaders come out and play for you, at least they win shit occasionally.
Toros Quarterback: Ah, is that all you've got?
Toros Tight End: Yeah, bring it on buttplug!
Football Player #1: You want more? Alright, while we're out here kicking your ass, your cheerboys are over there, scamming on all your squirrel.
Football Player #2: Which is cool, since you ain't got dicks anyway!
Toros Quarterback: Hehe, bitch!
[they fight as both benches clear]
Toros Quarterback: Ah, is that all you've got?
Toros Tight End: Yeah, bring it on buttplug!
Football Player #1: You want more? Alright, while we're out here kicking your ass, your cheerboys are over there, scamming on all your squirrel.
Football Player #2: Which is cool, since you ain't got dicks anyway!
Toros Quarterback: Hehe, bitch!
[they fight as both benches clear]
Cheerleaders: [Cheerleaders from opposing team] Hey, Toros! / That's right / The red black and white / Guess What / Guess What / You really SUCK!
Torrance Shipman: Hey...
Torrance Shipman, Courtney, Whitney, Kasey, Darcy, Missy, Jan, Les: That's all right. That's OK! / You're gonna pump our gas someday! / That's all right. That's OK! / You're gonna pump our gas someday!
Torrance Shipman: Hey...
Torrance Shipman, Courtney, Whitney, Kasey, Darcy, Missy, Jan, Les: That's all right. That's OK! / You're gonna pump our gas someday! / That's all right. That's OK! / You're gonna pump our gas someday!
Toros Quarterback: Whoa! Sexy Leslie and Jan-Jan the cheerleading man!
Toros Tight End: Hey fags!
Les: What? Just because we won more trophies than you guys is no reason for you to get all... malignant.
Toros Quarterback: [grabbing his balls] Malignant *this*, tool!
Toros Tight End: [high-fiving the quarterback and laughs] Nice!
Jan: One of these days man...
Les: Let it go! They've never even won a single game! You gotta be kinda rough on them.
[calling out to Les]
Les: Besides, they're dicks!
Toros Tight End: Hey fags!
Les: What? Just because we won more trophies than you guys is no reason for you to get all... malignant.
Toros Quarterback: [grabbing his balls] Malignant *this*, tool!
Toros Tight End: [high-fiving the quarterback and laughs] Nice!
Jan: One of these days man...
Les: Let it go! They've never even won a single game! You gotta be kinda rough on them.
[calling out to Les]
Les: Besides, they're dicks!
Torrance Shipman: Get out of here!
Justin Shipman: Hey, this is the living room, it's public domain!
Justin Shipman: [after Torrance cannot get through to her boyfriend Aaron on the phone] I'll take out famous losers for $200, Alex.
Torrance Shipman: Shut up, moron!
Justin Shipman: It's not my fault you're in love with a big gay cheerleader who won't return your phone calls.
Torrance Shipman: Aaron isn't gay!
Justin Shipman: Oh, so someone just made him become a cheerleader?
Torrance Shipman: He's just busy!
Justin Shipman: Yeah, busy scamming on guys!
Torrance Shipman: Give me that!
[rips out Justin's Nintendo game connection]
Justin Shipman: Bitch!
Justin Shipman: Hey, this is the living room, it's public domain!
Justin Shipman: [after Torrance cannot get through to her boyfriend Aaron on the phone] I'll take out famous losers for $200, Alex.
Torrance Shipman: Shut up, moron!
Justin Shipman: It's not my fault you're in love with a big gay cheerleader who won't return your phone calls.
Torrance Shipman: Aaron isn't gay!
Justin Shipman: Oh, so someone just made him become a cheerleader?
Torrance Shipman: He's just busy!
Justin Shipman: Yeah, busy scamming on guys!
Torrance Shipman: Give me that!
[rips out Justin's Nintendo game connection]
Justin Shipman: Bitch!
