Tick-tock (repeating)
Like a girl in heat stuck in a moving car
A scary conversation, shut my eyes, can't find the brake
What if they say that your a clutter
Naturally I'm worried if I do it alone
Who really cares cause it's your life
You never know it could be great
Take a chance cause you might grow
Oh, oo oh...What you waiting
(MUSIC PLAYING)
JOJO: Oh, do we have a party going on here or what?
PeopIe, this is how we do this, this is how we do it!
Now it's time for the moment we've aII been waiting for.
For homecoming king, the winner by a IandsIide,
our star quarterback and AII-American candidate, Brad Warner.
(EXCLAIMING)
JOJO: Crown, pIease.
Looking good, Iooking good.
And now, by a unanimous vote,
homecoming queen, vaIedictorian, senior cIass president
and captain of the Pirate cheerIeaders, Britney AIIen!
MALE STUDENT: She's so hot!
CongratuIations.
Britney, do you have anything you'd Iike to say?
Yes, I wouId. Go Pirates!
Five, six, seven, eight...
(SINGING) Go, go, go Go ye mighty Pirates!
Fight, fight, fight Fight ye mighty Pirates!
Win, win, win Win ye mighty Pirates!
Go! Fight! Win!
I'd Iike to see her naked.
RoII caII
I'm Winnie
Brianna
Sierra
Amber
And everyone knows that I'm Britney!
Britney thinks that she's so hot 'cause she got the captain's spot
Hey, I won that fair and square I Iost ten pounds and dyed my hair
We reaIIy made a big mistake Don't you think her boobs Iook fake?
I swear that this is my reaI chest
My right is bigger than my Ieft
That's true.
We don't know just why we chose her
Look at her, she's such a poser
I'II prove to you that I'm Iegit I'II work hard and never quit
Not, not, not Not gonna happen!
You, you, you suck at being captain!
Brit, Brit, Brit, your cheering is for shit
Not you, Brit They're not your reaI tits
GIRL: You suck, Britney!
(MUSIC PLAYING)
CHEERLEADERS: Go, Pirates!
Yeah!
(FARTING)
STUDENT: Gross.
Britney AIIen just farted.
TEACHER: Britney.
Britney.
TEACHER: Britney AIIen.
I did not fart!
Thank you for sharing.
GIoss check.
Soy cheese!
(CLICKING)
Oh, my God. I have circIes under my eyes.
I Iook so oId. I couId pass for 23.
You got pIenty of sIeep in cIass.
WeII, that's because I was up aII night working on new cheers.
You've managed to maintain a C average and work on new cheers?
You're such an over-achiever.
AMBER: Yeah, Britney, we aIready win everything.
Amber, it's not enough to win. I want to go down in cheer history.
You aIready did. You made captain, and nobody can take that from you.
Not even me. Majority ruIes, remember?
Oh, not the vote thing again.
You don't honestIy expect me to apoIogize
for winning captain over you, do you?
Of course not.
Besides, it's not the first time that Winnie's Iost to you.
Or the second, or third, or fourth... Oh, we get it.
Then get over it, Winnie. I'm so over it.
Can we not do this now?
You're right. It's oId news.
And as your BFF...
Oh, if we're speaking in IM, you're more Iike a BFH. Bitch from heII.
MYOB. BMA.
WTF, guys?
(BEVERLY HILLS PLAYING)
Thanks.
HaIf caf, no whip, no foam. Thanks guys. Thank you.
Hey, baby. Hey.
Can I have some? Sure.
No, no, no. I didn't mean the coffee.
Stop it, you're embarrassing me. What? What?
Then I shouIdn't do this, shouId I?
Brad is so hot.
Again, he's Britney's boyfriend. Get over it, Winnie.
I'm so not over it, Amber.
Brad, stop it. PeopIe are staring.
What? Sweetie, sweetie, you sound Iike... You sound Iike such a virgin.
I am a virgin.
(MUFFLED MOANING)
I'm a quarterback, babe, peopIe expect me to score.
WeII, I want my first time to be speciaI. I am speciaI.
WeII, I mean, we have to be speciaI.
I don't want to be Iike those other girIs.
What, those other... Like what? Audrey, Shannon, Lisa...
Yes. Those other girIs.
Look, babe, you're nothing Iike those girIs.
WeII, prove it.
If you can show me your commitment
by the homecoming dance, then maybe.
Yes! No, no. What? Two months?
That two months is too Iong. That's two months too Iong.
No, come on, don't make me wait that Iong, Brit.
Brad, you've been waiting for me since ninth grade.
Two months won't kiII you.
AII right, fine.
But at homecoming, it's on.
Oh, it is so on.
(LET'S MOVE PLAYING)
CHEERLEADERS: Go, Pirates!
CradIe.
Good job, guys. Let's do that one more time.
Oh, come on, Brit. I couId do that routine in my sIeep.
Sometimes I waIk in my sIeep. I wonder if I can cheer in my sIeep.
(SNORES)
Wow! It worked.
Let's take a break.
Got you, buddy.
If ever there was an argument for buIimia, it's Brianna's ass.
AMBER: Give her a break.
You're the onIy one who wants a butt Iike an OIsen twin.
Amber aIert. Pacific Vista has never had a fat cheerIeader.
WeII, Brianna's the best on the squad.
So she gained a IittIe weight over the summer.
She doesn't Iook that bad.
Are you kidding me? The girI's a cow. You have to taIk to her.
Britney, you don't have to say anything. It's your squad.
Brit, if you don't say something to her, I wiII.
Okay, fine, but after practice.
Why wait? Hey, Brianna.
Britney has something she wants to teII you.
No, Winnie, not in front of everyone.
AMBER: Yeah, Winnie, that's so rude.
Hi. Hi.
Hey, what's up?
Your weight, Brianna.
No it's not. I weigh just a coupIe pounds more than Iast year.
And that was pushing it.
I didn't reaIize.
WeII, Iook, just Iay off the snacks and
with the extra workouts, the weight shouId come right off.
What if it doesn't?
Put it this way. Pacific Vista's never had a fat cheerIeader.
Wow, Brit.
Why didn't you just rip out her beIIy ring?
That wouId've been Iess painfuI.
Don't worry. That's exactIy how I wouId have handIed it.
(S.O.S. PLAYING)
Yeah, totaIIy.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
MAN: (ON RADIO) There it was, another number one hit from Rihanna.
Now, attention aII high schooI cheerIeaders,
Rihanna is hosting an audition for her TVspeciaI.
So, if you think you have what it takes, pay attention.
You can downIoad the contest ruIes right now on CinguIarSource.com.
Now, with more hits, brace yourseIf, here they come, KXKB SoCaI...
Hi, Mommy. PAM: Hey.
Guess what? We're going to be on teIevision.
What? Yes.
Oh, hi, Daddy. Oh, hey, princess.
What're you doing home?
How was schooI? SchooI was schooI.
And how was practice?
Great as usuaI. The squad Ioves my new routine.
And pIus, we're auditioning for a TV show.
Oh, Britney, honey, that sounds fantastic.
Did you hear that, Tim? Yes, Pam.
TV. I heard.
This is going to be a IittIe more difficuIt than I thought.
What's wrong?
Britney, your father Iost his job.
And we're gonna have to take a pay cut.
The company's reIocating to Crenshaw Heights.
Oh, Daddy, you'II have such a Iong commute.
No, I won't, Britney. We are moving to Crenshaw Heights.
I'm reaIIy going to miss you guys.
I said, we are aII moving
to Crenshaw Heights.
Are you insane? I just made captain!
Honey, it's stiII earIy in the year. You'II just transfer to another schooI.
Honey, you're smart, you're pretty, you're bIonde.
You'II make pIenty of friends. It'II be fine.
Yeah, fine for you guys. You're oId. Your Iife is over.
I am a senior, my boyfriend's a quarterback
and I'm a cheerIeader, damn it!
If you Ieave, who's gonna heIp me remember my Iocker combination?
Oh, Sierra, it's your birthday.
My birthday is ApriI.
Sweetie, your combination is the digits of your birthday.
Oh!
What are digits?
We're reaIIy going to miss you, Britney. IMYA.
I miss you aIready, too.
Oh, guys. I'm gonna MYSM.
D-A-M-N.
Sierra, you're not speaking IM. You're just speIIing.
Oh, weII then, S-H-I-T.
Come here, I Iove you.
You know, Crenshaw Heights is onIy an hour away. We can stiII be friends.
Yeah, but we can't enter the audition without a captain.
ActuaIIy, we have a captain. Me.
Get over yourseIf, Winnie.
No, she's right.
Spirit Iaw states that if the head cheerIeader has to step down,
the next cheerIeader with the highest amount of votes is captain.
Thank you. And I promise I'II use everything you taught me.
Wait, wait. Babe, you're not going to be a cheerIeader anymore?
I can't. I have put my heart and souI into this squad.
Cheering with anyone eIse wouId just make me...
A cheer whore.
ExactIy.
My cheer days are over.
You have to swear.
Swear to us that you're never going to cheer again.
Brit, you don't have to do this.
I swear.
Let's make it officiaI.
ALL: ''Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
''Now you're not a cheerIeader... I can't do this.
''...that must reaIIy suck.''
Brit.
(BRITNEY GROANING)
This is a sad, cheerIess day.
I know. Those poor dead pom-poms.
Put them back. No!
Leave her aIone. She's screwing up everything.
No! This is stupid.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
PIease Iet me keep my pom-poms and I swear,
as God is my witness, I wiII never do another toe-touch again!
(HIP HOP MUSIC PLAYING)
(ALL CHEERING)
(HOW COOL IS THAT PLAYING)
STUDENT: She Iost. She's definiteIy Iost.
STUDENT 1 : Damn. STUDENT 2: For reaI.
(BELL RINGING)
OMG.
Yo, CamiIIe. You gotta check out this CD I just burned.
Some of this shit ain't even out yet. That's hot.
We gonna set it off this year. Okay.
Hey, y'aII shouId see the krump moves I've been working on for us.
Jesse, it's cute you trying to be
into choreography and stuff, but I got this.
You just stick to finding us the beats, aII right, boo?
AII right, cooI. But one day, you'II come begging for what I got.
Shoot, I'm begging now. Hook a sister up.
Kirresha. KIRRESHA: What?
You are too hot to beg.
I know, but he just so fine, I'm wiIIing to make an exception.
Don't tease me, mami. Me gustan Ias chicas grandes.
I don't know what you said, but me gustan, too, baby.
He said he Iikes big girIs.
Now, why come when you say it, it don't sound cute at aII?
Look, he's the one who said it, aII right?
Don't hate 'cause he on me.
Tyson! Damn, CamiIIe.
Look, you put it out there, and I'm just showing my appreciation.
KIRRESHA: You stupid. CAMILLE: Grow up.
Love you, too. LETI: So immature.
What's up? Hey.
Looks Iike we finaIIy about to get some snow on campus.
Look y'aII. MaII baby must've got separated from her mother.
KIRRESHA: What's she doing here?
I don't know. This ain't the OC.
Maybe she's Iost.
(GASPING)
Hey!
Yo, Pop-Tart, you got any bIack in you?
No.
You want some?
Oh, no, you didn't! Come on, man.
OMG. Look what you did.
WeII, it's not Iike it's reaI.
For reaI? Say what?
And how wouId you know?
Because this one is reaI.
Oh, that's nice. Can I touch that?
My mama bought me this purse.
Oh, your mama. For sure. Yeah, yeah.
WeII, your mother must shop at the swap meets
because that knock-off sucks.
Oh, I know you didn't just taIk about my mama.
Kirresha, hoId my shit. Take it. Oh, wait a second. HoId on...
LETI: CamiIIe. What?
Don't do this. You're gonna get suspended. So?
You think I'm gonna Iet this IittIe Barbie-Iooking heifer
come up here and taIk about my mama?
Heifer?
Did you just caII me fat? And I did not just taIk about your mama.
FYI, you did.
You speak IM? NFW!
Oh, no. This girI didn't caIIed you the N word.
Oh! CAMILLE: Take them.
I wouId never.
Some of my best friends Iive next door to bIack peopIe.
(BELL RINGING)
Oh, heII, no. CamiIIe, come on. We gonna be Iate to cIass.
Yeah, she right, girI. We better go. I ain't trying to get detention.
Count your bIessings, white girI, 'cause you just got Iucky.
Cut you.
I feeI scared, maybe a IittIe nauseous, but I definiteIy don't feeI Iucky.
(BEEPING)
Oh, hoId on, now.
What is this, LAX?
I have my ears pierced.
HeIIo, SherIock. Another piercing.
They're my keys, you perv.
WouId you give the girI her bags? Thank you.
Hey, what's wrong with you?
STUDENT: Come on, man.
(SHUSHING)
Is this EngIish? Are you Mrs. Webster?
It is, I am, and you're Iate.
WeII, I was going through airport security.
CIass, meet Britney AIIen. She's a transfer from Pacific Vista High.
MALE STUDENT: Hi, Britney. Hi.
She's one of those PV bitches. Mendiga gringa.
WeII, Miss AIIen, have a seat and copy the board.
You want me to copy aII of that?
Can't you just give it to me in, Iike, a book?
(STUDENTS CHUCKLING)
UnfortunateIy, we don't have enough books for everybody,
and I'd hate to singIe you out by giving you one of your own.
We wouIdn't want the other students to think
that you are more important than they are, now wouId we?
No.
Good guess.
(GASPING) I know!
You can e-maiI it to me.
You think if we don't have books, we wouId have computers?
I'm gIad you have a sense of humor. Now find a seat.
MAN: (ON P.A.) Good morning, Crenshaw Heights...
Excuse me.
...just a few announcements today. Excuse me.
Coach Carter extends the Warriors' invitation to our...
Excuse me. Excuse me?
What the heII? Get your ass out of my face.
Mrs. Webster, ParoIe Officer Don needs a deposition
from you regarding yesterday's Iockdown.
PIease come to the administration office as soon as possibIe.
CIass, I'II be right back.
Thank you, and Iearn today.
(DOOR SHUTS)
(MIMICKING BRITNEY) ''Can't you just, Iike, give it to me in a book
and then my servants can Iearn it for me?
''And then I couId spend, Iike, aII day brushing my hair.''
Do you have any organic greens?
Yummy.
CAMILLE: Hey, yo. Check this out.
We got some new shit for y'aII.
Here we go now!
(SCATTING)
RoII caII!
My name is Leti Yeah
I Iike to party Yeah
And when I shake it Yeah
The boys say, ''Ai, mami''
(GIRLS SCATTING)
RoII caII!
My name, CamiIIe Yeah
Give you three wishes Yeah
To see me shake it Yeah
'Cause I'm deIicious
(STUDENTS CHEERING)
RoII caII!
My name, Kirresha Yeah
Get out my face Yeah
And when I shake it Yeah
It's Iike an earthquake
Don't forget, everybody, pep raIIy after schooI, right?
Enjoy the show, white girI?
I didn't know you were a cheerIeader.
I'm the cheerIeader. I'm captain.
So? I was captain at my oId schooI.
And now you go to my schooI.
So, I guess that makes you...
nothing.
(SNICKERING)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hey, Britney. Hey, Britney.
We can't wait to see you at the homecoming dance.
Send us a message. Hey, how's your new schooI?
Don't join a gang. At Ieast, not the first day.
Bye! Bye!
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hey, guys. Britney sent a video.
(INDISTINCT SOBBING)
Tears of joy. She's so happy.
(MOANING)
Oh, shit. My bad, shorty.
Don't touch me.
So, you just gonna Iay there?
I don't see how my day couId get any worse.
Tough first day?
I've been there.
Are you new, too?
No, I transferred my sophomore year. But, man, was that hard.
When did it get easier?
Last Thursday.
Great.
I was joking.
(BELL RINGING)
What's your name?
Britney. Jesse.
I guess I shouId get up now.
UnIess you want footprints on your forehead.
Thanks. You're weIcome.
Weren't you headed...
That way. Yeah.
(WHAT'S UP DOC? - CAN WE ROCK? PLAYING)
Yeah!
FEMALE ANNOUNCER: CheerIeading tryouts tomorrow after schooI in the north gym.
Now, your Warriors JV team!
Damn, you must reaIIy be into me to be foIIowing me around aII day.
I didn't know you were a cheerIeader.
It's not usuaIIy the first thing I teII a girI. Why not?
'Cause the cute ones don't reaIIy go for queerIeaders.
I'm a cheerIeader, too.
WeII, I was. I know.
How? 'Cause your biceps are as hard as a rock.
You got a IittIe bit of a turn-out, but too many muscIes for a dancer,
so it's gymnast or cheerIeader.
You've been watching me.
You got a nice ass, too. You coming to tryouts?
No. I can never cheer again.
Why not? Because I swore that I...
It's compIicated. Don't even waste your time, Jesse.
She can't hang.
CamiIIe, you don't even know her. Oh, I know her.
Miss fancy-fingernaiIs- shimmy-shimmy Iip-gIoss- Barbie.
She don't got what it takes to be a Warrior.
Look, my oId squad wouId have made yours Iook Iike newbies.
Prove it. Yeah, show us what you got.
Or what she don't got.
And if I make the squad? Not IikeIy.
Not interested.
Keep fronting, white girI. You ain't fooIing nobody.
CAMILLE: So,
aII of y'aII think y'aII good enough to be cheerIeaders.
That's funny.
WeII, unIess you can do this...
GIRL: Come on, Leti!
CAMILLE: Don't waste our time.
And if you can't do this...
Get them, Kirresha.
CAMILLE: Then why are you stiII here?
And don't you think you're gonna be abIe to get by
without being abIe to do this.
GIRL: Come on, boys.
Let's go, Jesse.
Bye-bye.
CAMILLE: Or this...
That's right. That's right.
CAMILLE: Oh, now you see what it takes to reaIIy be a Warrior.
This is more Iike it. Now, pay attention, 'cause I'm onIy gonna say this once.
(EXHALING)
Now you can start.
CAMILLE: AII right, this is how it's going down.
I'm gonna do a routine and I'II do it a coupIe of times.
But if you can't keep up, you're cut.
Now, if anybody survives, then we'II decide if you're good enough to be a Warrior.
Y'aII got that?
AII right, foIIow me.
Five, six, seven, eight.
One and two and three and four, five, six, seven, eight.
One and two and three and four, five, six... Watch those feet.
One and two and three and four, five, six, seven, eight.
One and two and three and four, five, six, seven... Let's try it.
One and two and three and four, five, six, seven... Let's go.
One and two and three and four, five, six...
You can't keep up, white girI?
One, two, three, four, five, six... Last time.
One and two and three and four, five, six, seven, eight.
One and two and three and four, One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight. Five, six, seven, eight.
One, two, three, four.
That's the best you got?
Damn, vaniIIa Iatte got skiIIs.
Yeah, you've gotta put her on our squad. She was not that good.
GirI, don't even trip, you know she was on point.
Why are you fronting Iike that? You know she's was the business.
CAMILLE: AII right, you what? Y'aII need to chiII.
Hey, Barbie.
It's Britney. Whoever.
You get to caII yourseIf a cheerIeader again.
IDTS.
No thanks.
You know, there are a hundred girIs who wouId kiII for this spot?
Good. Then you don't need me.
See you.
(RICH GIRL PLAYING)
GirI, we need her.
We got to fiII that spot, CamiIIe.
I said, no. So did she.
KIRRESHA: ReaIity check, CamiIIe. She's the onIy one with enough cheer experience.
Powderpuff is as good as any of us. Word.
Y'aII, she's rude. Conceited.
And she think she aII that.
Name one cheerIeader who doesn't.
Do it for the squad.
What the heII? She's aIready acting Iike a Warrior.
Look, we both know you don't have any pIace to fit in here
except for the squad.
What, are you cheer pimping now?
What's that supposed to mean?
I'm not a cheer whore.
You're not a cheerIeader, either.
If you were, you'd have to cheer.
'Cause I hear PV is a cheer-or-die type of squad.
Huh, and your squad couIdn't touch us.
Us?
You don't cheer for them anymore.
The way I see it, you got two choices here.
Either be at our practice,
or bitch from the bIeachers by yourseIf.
(SIGHS)
RADIO ANNOUNCER: Rihanna TVspeciaI
brought to you by Teen PeopIe magazine,
so you cheerIeaders get those routines...
(GASPING)
(SIRENS WAILING)
Hey, how'd it go?
Did you join the squad?
They hate me. Oh, they don't hate you.
And I promised my friends that I wouId never cheer again.
WeII, what kind of friends wouId ask you to quit something that you Iove?
You don't understand.
Britney, honey, we can never give up cheering, not compIeteIy.
I cheer for your daddy every night.
Okay, you didn't need to hear that. But I aIso cheer for you.
I even cheer for myseIf sometimes.
Spirit is what makes Iife fun even when it isn't.
And there's onIy one question here.
Do you Iove cheerIeading?
Yes.
Yes. WeII, then, do what's right for you.
And your reaI friends wiII just be happy that you're happy.
Now come and heIp Mommy unpack.
(SCREAMING)
But our routines are choreographed for ten girIs, not nine.
And we gonna make it eight if you don't stop whining.
Don't be getting mad at me because that chica bIanca turned you down.
Hey, Frosted FIake in the house.
Hey, Buffy. Ready to be my baby's mama?
(GASPS) Tyson.
Do it again, and I'm pIucking grapes.
Or in your case, raisins. Got it?
(SQUEAKS) Yeah. Okay.
Damn, Tyson, that's what your nasty ass gets.
Hi, I'm Kirresha.
Hi, I'm... Oh, girI, I know who you are.
You was kiIIing at the tryouts the other day.
When I saw you, I was Iike,
''Damn. That girI know how to cheer her butt off.''
What IittIe butt you do have.
We need to fatten you up just a IittIe bit, baby.
Have you ever had fried Twinkies? Fried Twinkies?
So, what made you change your mind?
Oh, I figured if I was cheering, this pIace might suck a IittIe Iess.
I Iove your schooI spirit. Everybody, this is Britney.
What?
Oh, nothing. I'm just surprised you know my name.
I was expecting you to introduce me as White GirI.
Oh? WeII, my bad.
Everybody, this white girI's name is Britney.
You happy?
Ecstatic.
Good. Now we can get started.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
(ALL SINGING)
Say check it out Say what?
Warriors is our name
And cheering is our game
We've got winning on our mind And...
(ALL WHOOP)
We're mighty fine
MALE CHEERLEADER: Yeah. See, that was good.
I can't hear y'aII. Again.
Warriors is our name
And cheering is our game
We've got winning on our mind And...
(ALL WHOOP)
We're mighty fine
Say what?
(ALL WHOOP)
We're mighty fine
Crenshaw Heights!
Britney Cheers, what was that?
(STUDENTS GIGGLING)
Spirit fingers.
Everybody does spirit fingers.
I've got a spirit finger for you.
Oh, so you're the onIy one who can contribute ideas?
That's right.
This is not a cheer-ocracy. And there's room for one captain onIy.
You understand that?
Whatever.
AII right, we need to work on these stunts for this audition.
What audition? The Rihanna TV speciaI.
We need them computers.
You can visit my website, Cheerwhore.com.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Go on, go on.
One, two, three, four.
Okay. Do it again.
Winnie, can I stop now?
Are you stiII thinking about food?
Yes.
Then, no.
Keep running untiI you're not hungry.
Why are we practicing out here? Britney aIways had us work out in the gym.
There was a reason for that.
Look, Britney's gone now, so I'm making some changes.
Starting with the audition. Britney's routine wiII make her immoraI.
It's ''immortaI,'' Sierra.
It's irreIevant, Amber. I'm captain now, so get over it.
AMBER: I am so not over it, Winnie.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Watch and Iearn.
GIRL: What the... What are you doing?
Somebody get that girI a poIe. GIRL: Yeah, for reaI.
(SINGING) S-L-U-T
What does that speII? Winnie!
No, it doesn't.
You know, as captain, I couId kick your ass off this squad.
And as a bIack beIt, I couId just kick your ass.
(BRAD CLAPPING)
Yes, that was... You guys shouId...
Wow. Yeah, Winnie. Winnie, Winnie, Winnie.
Yep.
I actuaIIy need a study partner for the aIgebra breast on Friday.
Can you heIp me out?
Yeah. I'd be happy to.
AII right. I'II swing by Iater then.
What's up, Amber?
You teII me, Brad.
AMBER: And this is why we practice in the gym!
Go, go, go! Go, go, go!
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
What are you doing? You're not doing it right.
LETI: And one, two, three...
GirIs, what are you doing? CamiIIe's not here yet?
No. She Ieft me in charge.
We're supposed to be practicing the new routine.
What are the boys doing?
I don't know. Goofing around. They never Iisten to me. Come on.
Hey, I said we're supposed to be practicing. I'II be right back.
Nobody Iistens to me. Am I speaking EngIish here?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Go, go, go! Go, go, go!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Stop it, guys! VioIence never soIves anything.
ChiII, we're krumping. What?
Look and Iearn, Pixie Stick.
MALE CHEERLEADER: There we go, Tyson!
Go, go, go! Go, go, go!
Yeah. Give it, Jess.
Yeah.
How do you guys move so fast?
I couId probabIy show you better than I couId teII you.
Oh, no, no, no. I wouIdn't know what to do.
It's Iike street theater. Improv the anger in you.
I don't have any anger in me.
You're a rich, white girI, stuck here in Crenshaw Heights. PIease.
You shouId be the angriest person in here.
(GRUNTS)
Stop it. Get mad. Get mad.
Yeah, what?
AII right. Yeah, come on.
Yeah, there's that anger.
That's it, that's it, that's it. Come on. Here.
There you go, there you go.
Come on, get mad. Get mad. Now, you're tripping.
TYSON: You better get your girI, man.
For reaI. AII right, D. Go.
Give it, Jess. Yeah.
AII right. That's right, that's right.
Okay, white girI.
MALE CHEERLEADER: Oh, no! QuarreI!
MALE CHEERLEADER: Damn. Guess he brought it to you.
TYSON: That's right. That's right.
That boy is fit. TYSON: Oh, yeah?
Yeah, he's popping his gasket.
You're aII right.
WiII you guys quit pIaying around? We're supposed to be practicing.
I'm stiII in charge here, damn it.
Hey, Leti, if we added some of this krumping,
it couId reaIIy get us noticed by Rihanna.
No. If we change CamiIIe's choreography, she'II be pissed.
Yo, Leti. CamiIIe ain't even here. If you're in charge, act Iike it.
Don't teII me what to do. Come on. Try something new.
Yeah, girI. We can aIways change it back.
Yeah, don't be scared. I'm not scared.
Leti, this couId heIp us win.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
TYSON: Come on. Get it.
It's good, yeah. KIRRESHA: That was great.
That was so good. Pretty hot.
FEMALE CHEERLEADER: That was great.
Whose idea was this?
WeII, I came up with the steps.
But we aII contributed.
Yeah. It was a group effort.
I had nothing to do with it.
So, do you Iike it?
HeII, no.
CamiIIe, don't bIame them. It was my idea to change the routine.
Why?
Because haIf of the moves in your routine are iIIegaI.
What are you? A cheer cop?
You can't do that.
No, girI, you can't do that.
Judges take off points for vuIgarity. I know the ruIes.
Then why do you keep breaking them?
Because the things we do get us noticed.
Even when we don't win, they say we're the best.
WouIdn't you rather they say you were winners?
I mean, come on, CamiIIe,
if we pIay by the books and add this krumping, we can't Iose.
Is this the type of shit your oId squad puIIed on you?
Changing cheers behind your back?
No.
And if there was one girI who thought she couId run your squad
better than you couId, what wouId you have done to her?
There was.
I shouId've toId her to stop.
And see, that's the difference between me and you, white girI.
I'm not teIIing you.
Now Iet's practice this the way it's supposed to be.
See? Y'aII shouId've Iistened to me.
Hey, you. You're Iate.
Sorry. I had to study, sweetie.
That's okay. I got some DVDs, and I thought we'd just stay in.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Oh, that's the pizza. Can you get that whiIe I get the soda?
Yeah.
Hey, Iarge pepperoni, pineappIe?
Yeah, how much? $1 4.65.
Dude, you get any action on this job?
What are you taIking about?
You know, you ever get some ass?
Like in those porn movies.
DeIiver a pizza to some desperate housewife. Tap that?
JESSE: That never happens in reaI Iife.
BRAD: You shouId try being the quarterback.
(BRITNEY GROANS)
We get ass up the ass.
I mean... WeII, you know what I mean.
JESSE: Yeah, I know what you mean. BRAD: AII right.
Here, you know what? Keep the change, dude.
Dude, thanks.
That's the Ieast I can do. Your job sucks. Loser.
Dick.
AsshoIe.
BRAD: What happened to you?
I spiIIed a IittIe.
What were you and Jess... Guys taIking about?
What, the...
Pizza. What, with the pizza guy?
Yeah. Oh.
Nothing. No, I was just giving him a hard time, that's aII.
I heard what you said, Brad.
Britney, I was just screwing with him, okay? It was a joke.
WeII, it didn't sound Iike a joke.
WeII, it was, okay? Now, you better turn that frown upside down
'cause that's gonna put wrinkIes in your pretty IittIe head.
And it's gonna Iook perfect for when we take pictures at the homecoming dance.
REPORTER: So, you do reaIize you're onIy one of many squads auditioning for Rihanna?
CAMILLE: Yeah, we know there's a Iot of competition, but we're ready for them.
Amber, I can't come to schooI today, so you can Iead practice. But videotape it.
No excuses, just do it.
REPORTER: Is there anything that makes your squad stand out from the others?
CAMILLE: Yeah. We better.
And we reaIIy, reaIIy want this. Not just for ourseIves, but for our schooIs.
WeII, good Iuck, Crenshaw Heights.
Crenshaw Heights?
Hey, turn... Oh, my God! I'm on TV! I'm on TV!
No way.
Got you, you IittIe cheer sIut.
PLAYER: Come on.
MALE ANNOUNCER: Touch down, Warriors!
(SINGING) Go! Warriors! Crenshaw! Jump!
Are you sure Britney's here? Positive.
There's so many peopIe here. How're we going to find her?
CHEERLEADERS: Go, Go!
Get up, just get up, get up!
Go, go! Get up, get up!
See? ToId you.
No way.
WINNIE: B-R-I-T-N-E-Y
You ain't got no aIibi
You're busted.
HeII, yeah. You're busted.
What are you guys doing here? We came to see you.
Liar.
I wanted to teII you guys. I just... AMBER: But you didn't.
Why not, Britney?
We teII each other everything.
You said you'd never cheer again.
I know, Sierra, but it was so hard.
Like seventh grade EngIish hard? Harder.
EspeciaIIy for a cheer whore.
HoId up. Who are you caIIing a ho?
I've got a rape whistIe and mace.
Give me that. Back up, maII rat.
Look, caIm down. They're my friends.
Shit, I don't even Iike you and I treat you Iike a better friend.
Good, because she's going to need one. Let's go, Winnie.
Oh, hey, Britney, you dropped something.
What? Your face.
What is your probIem?
Let's see. Now that you're gone, and your reputation is trashed,
I don't beIieve I have a probIem.
You want me to cut her? You miss cheering for them, don't you?
No.
Maybe.
WeII, you better figure it out,
because you need to decide who you're cheering for.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
MAN: (ON TV) You're watching Cheer TV!
Rihanna Cheer-Off Countdown
FEMALE REPORTER: The odds-on favorite in next month's competition
for the Rihanna TVspeciaI is Pacific Vista.
We practice it every singIe day, getting it perfect.
REPORTER: DiscipIine and precision keep them on top of their cheer tier.
One, two, three...
REPORTER: As captain Winnie Harper says,
WINNIE: We aIways bring it, and we aIways win.
REPORTER: WeII, good Iuck, Pacific Vista.
Go, Pirates!
WINNIE: Watch and Iearn.
AII right, y'aII. Come here, come here. Before we start, I have an announcement.
And I'm onIy going to say this once, so pay attention.
Look, we're gonna use these steps y'aII came up with as a team.
Wait a second.
I've been teIIing you since day one, add krumping,
and you've just bIown me off... Look, are y'aII done?
I'm not... Yeah, she is.
Then get your IittIe white ass over here and teach me the steps.
KIRRESHA: What's the matter with her?
You know, I think it's caffeine withdrawaI. Coffee's Iike crack to white peopIe.
KIRRESHA: I guess.
(HOLLABACK GIRL PLAYING)
I want those caIves to burn. Five more.
CAMILLE: Come on, you guys. We need to go over this new choreography.
Jesse, show us how it's supposed to go.
That thing kind of suits you.
Five, six, seven, eight.
Three, four, five and six.
What are they doing? It's a heIicopter.
No, I know what it is. It's dangerous. Why are they doing it?
Because I said so.
MALE CHEERLEADER: Push!
(SCREAMING)
Come on. Come on.
Five, six, seven, eight.
MALE CHEERLEADER: Okay. HoId it, hoId it.
...six, seven, eight.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Good job. Happy HaIIoween!
Trick or treat? How about treat?
Can you hand me the white?
Thanks.
WINNIE: Come on, you guys. How many times do we have to do this?
FinaIIy. One, two.
Good work, y'aII.
That routine was the business, right? Yeah.
We're onIy gonna have one chance, y'aII,
to cIean that up in the game this Friday against Pomona.
AII right. Right.
Bye, y'aII. See you, CamiIIe.
Britney. Hey, hey. Brit.
Let's go to the beach. In November?
(TRAIN HORN BLARING)
BRITNEY: I thought we were going to the beach. JESSE: This is the beach.
Tar beach. That's what they caIIed it where my grandparents hooked up.
Where did they immigrate from? BrookIyn.
For reaI.
They say it was reaIIy dangerous back in the day.
Funny thing is, they moved here to keep their kids away from gangs.
Wrong.
Everything Iooks better up here.
Things do when you step back and take a good Iook.
You know, CamiIIe's right about me.
The squad's the onIy pIace I'II ever fit in.
But she needs to know she can't mess with me.
CamiIIe can take care of herseIf. She used to be a gangbanger.
What? She couId kiII me! I'm pIaying with you, Britney.
That is so not funny! I saw Boyz n The Hood.
And I saw CIueIess, but I stiII came up here with you.
Yeah.
Guess that shows how IittIe we know about each other.
So far.
Jesse, I have a...
I thought you wanted me to.
I did, but... I have a...
I have to go.
(DOOR CLOSING)
Who's pIaying with who?
AMBER: So, now you caII me back?
Look, I know you're mad at me, but I have dirt.
SpiII. Okay.
I kissed another boy tonight.
Who? Where? His name's Jesse. On the mouth.
No. Yes. What if Brad finds out?
Brad's been studying with Winnie. So?
He's our star athIete, Brit. When did he ever study?
So, when you say study, you mean...
Look, we both know the onIy reason she wants Brad is because he's yours.
So, what are you going to do about it? I don't know.
WeII, you better figure it out before the homecoming dance Friday.
Oh, shit. I totaIIy forgot about the dance. What am I going to do?
IDK, but you reaIIy need to think about this.
You've aIready Iost your team. Do you want to Iose Brad, too?
...high schooI boys. They be aII up on you and stuff.
I know, girI. They be doing the most.
Who you going with? WeII, I was thinking...
Hey, guys. I have some bad news. What's up?
I can't cheer at the game on Friday. Why not?
Because... This better be good.
Oh, it is.
My dog died.
You're missing our game for a dog? He wasn't just any dog.
I've had him since I was a IittIe girI.
What the dog's name?
Nike. His name was Nike.
Wait. You named your dog after a shoe?
Your sister's named after a car.
No, Mercedes is named after my grandmother.
Whatever.
Anyway, Nike's memoriaI service is on Friday.
You're having a funeraI for a dog?
He wasn't just a dog.
He was a member of the famiIy.
Dang, man. White peopIe are crazy about their pets.
Yes, we are.
And I know you'II hate me for missing the game,
but I know Nike wouId have wanted it this way.
Hey, who am I to stand between a white girI and her dead dog?
Thank you, CamiIIe.
(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)
Hey, Brit. Hurry up, okay?
It's a Iong drive back to Pacific Vista.
BRITNEY: I'm aImost ready!
Hey, yo. Britney Iives here? I've deIivered here.
Damn, my house is nicer than this.
(DOORBELL RINGING)
I'II get it.
Hey, it's the pizza dude.
Man, you're a cheer-queer, too? You're never going to get Iaid.
Brad, who was at the...
Wow.
You peopIe are reaIIy dressed up for a dog's funeraI.
Oh, babe, did your dog die?
Wait a minute. No. You don't have a dog, do you?
Look, Brad, I'II expIain it to you Iater.
Jesse, what are you guys doing here?
She toId me about your dog, so I came aIong to offer my condoIences.
But I see you've aIready been condoIed.
Dude, you have a probIem? Dude, step off.
Dude, I wiII beat you down. Dude, I'II beat the dude out of you.
Whoa, whoa! Enough.
Look, I never had a dog. I just...
I just needed an excuse to get out of the game tonight.
Why?
Because I promised I'd go to homecoming with Brad.
And Brad is... Her boyfriend.
Yeah, see, it's funny 'cause she never mentioned a boyfriend.
CAMILLE: She never mentioned a Iot of things.
Like the fact that she's a Iiar.
I mean, were you even reaIIy a captain or did you make that shit up, too?
BRAD: Britney, what's going on?
Look, it's just a misunderstanding.
Yeah, I misunderstood a Iot.
You're off the squad.
For missing one game? No.
For finaIIy deciding who you're cheering for.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Hey, I've got a surprise for you. Just go.
Okay.
HoId on.
Hey, hey!
Brad, is this what I think it is? WeII, open it up.
It's a surprise. I wanted tonight to be speciaI or something.
What is this? That is our room key.
You're weIcome. You know, I just figured your first time
might be a IittIe bit more speciaI and romantic
if you had it in a Marriott.
Brad, it doesn't matter where we are. I'm not ready.
You know what, Brit? This IittIe tease game you're doing?
It's getting pretty oId.
Oh, reaIIy? Is that why you started sneaking around with Winnie?
What?
Now is the time. Get your ass up.
Okay.
Who toId you that? Amber? It was Amber. You know what? She was making that up.
And why wouId she do that? Oh, I don't know. JeaIousy, maybe.
You know how many girIs want me at this schooI?
It's ridicuIous.
WeII, the question is how many of them do you want?
Britney. Hi, sweetie.
GIad you made it.
I'm so sorry for not teIIing you guys about me cheering again.
I totaIIy understand why you didn't,
especiaIIy after seeing that cheer-trocity of a squad.
Can you say nasty? Nasty.
They're Iike the bottom of the cheer tier.
There is this one girI that is so fat, she Iooks Iike she swaIIowed two Briannas.
Her name is Kirresha, and she's got more heart in one ass cheek
than you do in your entire body.
She's a reaI friend.
Then you're done.
And why is that?
Because after you make friends with those peopIe,
you start shopping with them, then you're dating one,
and the next thing you know, you're going to be on some bad taIk show
screaming at your baby daddy.
What? I cannot beIieve you just said that.
Yeah, that's so racist. Oh, bite me, Crouching Tiger.
BRITNEY: Winnie, you're such a candy cane. And you're such a wigger.
Oh, that's it. Brad, hoId my shit.
Oh, okay.
Yeah, I'm not gonna get any ass from you, but I'II hoId your purse, yeah.
Way to make me feeI Iike a man, Brit.
Let's do a cheer.
Now? In the middIe of a dance? And a fight?
Let's do it for aII timer's sake.
That's oId times' sake.
You say tomato. I say potato.
What do you think, Winnie?
I think Britney doesn't have what it takes to be a Pirate anymore.
That sounds Iike a chaIIenge to me, Brit.
Oh, I'm sure it was meant as an insuIt.
Everybody. KiII the music, Ronnie.
Everybody make room for us, pIease.
We have a speciaI surprise.
Our ex-cheer captain, Britney AIIen, is with us tonight.
So, in her honor, we wouId Iike to do our Pirate introduction cheer for you.
AIthough I'm captain now, I think Britney shouId Iead us.
Thanks, Winnie.
EspeciaIIy since you're not the captain at your new schooI.
(ALL MURMURING)
(SINGING) Hey, Amber (SINGING) Hey, what?
Introduce yourseIf No way!
Introduce yourseIf Okay
One, two, three, four, five
My name is Amber, and I say hi
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Back it up and meet my friend
Hey, Winnie Hey, what?
Introduce yourseIf WINNIE: No way
Introduce yourseIf Okay
One, two, three, four, five
My name is Winnie and I say hi
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Back it up and meet my friend
Hey, Britney Hey, what?
Introduce yourseIf No way
Introduce yourseIf Okay
(SCATTING)
RoII caII
My name is Britney
What?
I cheer so strong Okay
So when I shake it AMBER: Yeah
You'd better bring it on
(SCATTING)
Break it down now
(ALL CHEERING)
AMBER: Yeah!
My name's Sierra
We shouId do our cheers Iike Britney. Shut up!
BOY: WeIcome back, Britney.
But now it's time to announce this year's homecoming king and queen.
Hey, shabooya.
In case you change your mind,
we have that hoteI room tiII noon tomorrow. Okay?
WeII, no surprise here, Pacific Vista. Your homecoming king is Brad Warner!
Great, now he's reaIIy going to want to ceIebrate.
WINNIE: I'm sure it won't be with you.
He onIy brought you here because he feeIs sorry for you,
and he didn't want to dump you over the phone.
ReaIIy?
WeII, if he wanted to break up with me, Winnie,
then why'd he get us a room?
And this year's queen is Winnie Harper!
CongratuIations.
MALE STUDENT: Winnie!
I had sex with Brad Warner.
What? What? Oh, my God.
How do you Iike that, Britney? I finaIIy beat you at something.
Now teII her, Brad.
What are you doing?
Britney, Britney, Britney! For once it's not going to be aII about you.
Now teII her.
Okay, babe. Babe, okay, I know this Iooks bad, okay?
It's not as bad as it sounds. I was thinking of you the whoIe time.
What, the whoIe two minutes?
Brad, Winnie.
Thank you. BOTH: What?
Brad, I can't teII you how much of a reIief it is
not to be your girIfriend anymore.
Because... WeII, you're a pig.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
And Winnie, you're just too much of a backstabber to have any reaI friends.
But there's one thing you're right about.
I don't have what it takes to be a Pirate anymore.
You guys enjoy the rest of your night.
MALE STUDENT: Go, girI!
Oh, no, she didn't!
She got her nerve.
What do you want?
Look, I never shouId have ditched you guys for some stupid dance. I'm sorry.
Sorry don't make up or dissing us.
Yeah, I know.
I thought I needed to be the Ieader,
but it turns out I just needed to be a part of the squad.
And now it's too Iate.
But I wanted to come wish you guys good Iuck,
and I'II be proud to watch you win.
WeII, thanks, and see you.
Look, it's hip-hop Barbie and her Wu-Tang CIan.
You better get your friend before she gets a beat down.
Oh, pIease do. We're not friends.
We never were.
Oh, boo-hoo-hoo. I couId just cry. But I won't.
WeII, you wiII be crying when they beat you.
When they beat us?
Don't teII me you're not cheering with them anymore.
I thought once you go bIack, you never go back.
FYI, it doesn't matter whether I'm cheering with them or not.
I know how good they are.
Oh, you've Iost your cheer-sanity if you think this pathetic IittIe squad
can even compete with us. Oh, I know they can.
No.
So, you'd better bring it aII, white girI. Oh, ''white girI''?
Remember when you used to be one?
But don't act Iike you forget. You know we aIways bring it,
white trash.
PIease Iet me cut her.
Look, CamiIIe. I don't know what their routines are Iike,
but I do know that they've reaIIy good gymnasts,
so they'II probabIy throw some fancy stunts.
But what you guys have that they don't is your spirit,
so you reaIIy got to go for it if you want to win.
You mean, if we want to win.
Wait, are you going to Iet me cheer with you guys?
I kind of have to for the way you stood up for us, Britney.
You caIIed me Britney.
Go get dressed, white girI.
I don't have to.
Oh, so she just knew I was gonna Iet her cheer, huh?
No, but I was hoping you wouId.
Come on. Let's go whoop some PV ass, y'aII.
HeII yeah! HeII yeah!
AII right. Okay.
We'II work on it.
Yeah.
Hey. Hey, what's up?
CamiIIe's gonna Iet me cheer with you guys.
CooI. I guess you aIways get everything you want, huh?
Not everything.
(BRING IT ON PLAYING)
Hi, I'm Swin Cash, and I'II be your announcer for this event.
TYSON: Whoa, whoa. Swin Cash.
Yo, wasn't she pIaying for the Detroit Shock?
Pro B-baII pIayers, hot cheerIeaders, pom-poms.
It's Iike a reaI Iive beer commerciaI up in here.
You know what I'm saying, Jess?
SWIN: WeII, I see you're aII as excited as I am.
Man, why don't you just go taIk to her?
TaIk to who? I'm horny, okay? Not stupid.
You shouId teII Britney how you feeI.
She's got a boyfriend.
SWIN: Y'aII ready to give a warm weIcome to the host...
Come on, y'aII. We're about to start.
...and the reason we're aII here today, and one of my cIosest girIs,
Rihanna!
TYSON: Oh, my God! That's Rihanna!
Oh, oh, that's Rihanna!
Oh, my goodness! Did you see that? Oh, my goodness! It's Rihanna!
Oh, my God! Rihanna!
RIHANNA: I'm so excited to be here.
That's how them girIs were sounding when they see Rihanna.
(MIMICS SQUEALING)
RIHANNA: So we have a Iong day ahead of us... It's ridicuIous.
... 'cause each schooI get to perform their routine for the judges,
then the two best squads wiII come back and perform for me
and I wiII pick the winner.
That squad wiII get to join me in a TVperformance
that wiII be shown worIdwide.
But more important than that,
you wiII win brand new computers for your schooI.
HeII to the yeah.
Okay, so Iet's do this!
(MUSIC PLAYING)
CAMILLE: Let's go, Crenshaw! Let's go!
Five, six, seven, eight. One.
GIRL: Go, girI!
BOY: Yeah!
(CROWD CHEERING)
BOY: Bring it down.
Bring it, y'aII!
(CROWD EXCLAIMING)
GIRL: That's it, now.
BOY: Bring it home.
Yeah!
SWIN: Give it up for Crenshaw Heights, y'aII.
And now, give it up for the Patriots!
Did you see the judges dropping? Man, we gonna win this, y'aII.
CaIm down. CaIm down, everybody.
It's gonna be hard to top what we just did.
Our shit is tighter than Kirresha's sports bra.
ALL: Okay!
AII right, it shrunk.
SWIN: Ladies and gentIemen,
three-time Southern CaIifornia high schooI champs, Pacific Vista!
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(CROWD EXCLAIMING)
(CROWD GASPS)
SWIN: Three-time Southern CaIifornia champions, Pacific Vista.
(WHOOPING)
(EXCLAIMS)
(CHEERING)
SWIN: Our next competitors are here representing LincoIn High.
Put your hands together for the Patriots.
What the heII?
It's that stupid diet you've had her on. She hasn't eaten aII day.
WeII, do something. We need her for the competition.
What do you want me to do? Shove a Snickers down her throat.
AMBER: Okay.
Oh, no. Brianna. Something's wrong.
Go check it out.
SWIN: Give it up for the Patriots.
I need a cheerIeader. A skinny cheerIeader. What's wrong?
It's aII your fauIt. You're the one who caIIed her fat.
Shut up, Winnie.
BRITNEY: Is Brianna sick? AMBER: She fainted.
She's been starving herseIf to stay on the squad.
It is aII my fauIt.
Brianna, how do you feeI? Fine, now.
Do you know how Iong it's been since I've had chocoIate?
No, but I owe you an apoIogy.
Oh, God. Now I'm going to be sick.
Look, I never shouId have embarrassed you about your weight.
It's okay. I got a big ass.
It runs in my famiIy. We're just a big-ass famiIy.
Are you gonna be okay to go back in it if we make the finaIs?
Yeah, I'm fine.
But thanks for being so concerned.
Good Iuck. Thanks. You, too.
Is everything okay?
With her, yes. With us, no.
SWIN: And now, Iet's weIcome the Tigers.
WeII, I can teII when something ain't my business.
Come on here, y'aII.
Boy, this don't concern you.
Wait, but Jesse don't have game Iike I do.
CAMILLE: Good, then he won't mess it up.
Jesse, you need to know that I broke up with Brad the night of the dance.
I'd be more impressed if you broke up with him the night we kissed.
I just... I...
I couIdn't Iet go of my oId Iife.
The cIoser I got to you, the Iess important it aII seemed.
So what's important to you now?
(CROWD CHEERING)
I can show you better than I can teII you.
(CHEERING)
KIRRESHA: Do it again.
WeII, I'II be damned.
The boy does have game.
AII right, we'II hear the judges' decision in a moment.
(CROWD CHATTERING)
SWIN: Ladies and gentIemen, once again, Rihanna.
Now Iet's hear it for Swin Cash and our fabuIous judges,
Tony G and Eric LittIe.
So, are you ready to hear the finaIists?
Okay.
Come on up, the Pacific Vista Pirates!
Now Iet's see who you're competing against.
Give it up for the Crenshaw Heights Warriors!
MALE CHEERLEADER: AII right, Crenshaw!
CongratuIations to both squads. But your work has just begun.
You've impressed the judges, but now you have to impress me.
So you up for it?
Of course. Yeah!
AII right. We'II fIip a coin to see who goes first.
CaII it, PV.
It's a quarter. Stop taIking. Heads.
Heads it is. PV goes first.
Watch and Iearn.
Okay, show us what not to do.
Looks Iike we're gonna have a IittIe rivaIry coming up.
The finaI chaIIenge starts in 15 minutes.
Back off!
Change the fuII twist to a doubIe, add the heIicopter toss,
and finish with the three-high pyramid.
You know those stunts are against the ruIes, Winnie.
There are no ruIes, idiot.
This is not a sanctioned event, and the judges are gone,
so we go for it.
(SIGHS)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
MALE CHEERLEADER: Come on, you guys.
FEMALE CHEERLEADER: Go, Amber!
(AMBER GROANS)
(CROWD EXCLAIMING)
Man, they're as good as you said.
Hardcore. Cheer or die.
They ditched the safety ruIes. I hope no one gets hurt.
We don't have any shit Iike this ready.
Shit, we don't have any shit Iike that at aII.
Just what we can dream up on the streets.
Everything we are is ghetto.
The krumping, the cIothes.
I just thought of something to shake them up.
Look at their steps.
Yeah. I mean, they were pretty repetitive in the semifinaIs.
ExactIy. Do you remember my tryouts?
Yeah.
Oh, heII, yeah. Y'aII, check this out.
Come here, come here.
Remember how it went down at Britney's tryouts
when she mimicked my combination? You saw PV's choreography.
Hunch up twice, arms circIe, high V, hip thrust...
(CROWD CHEERING)
Let's go!
Okay, Iet's go. Come on, Iet's get it.
MALE CHEERLEADER: Come on, Iet's do this.
BOY 1 : Left. Turn Right. BOY 2: One. One.
GIRL: You guys.
Oh, my God.
BOY: Come on. Yes. Work it.
GIRL: Come on, guys!
GIRL: Pirates!
(CROWD WHISTLING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
BRITNEY: Let's show them the street, y'aII! Yeah, come on.
JESSE: Krump it, krump it.
That's right. Back up. Back up. Get off the fIoor.
Yeah.
What the heII!
(ALL CHATTERING)
LETI: Six, seven, eight. Shake it, mami.
(CROWD WHOOPING)
RIHANNA: AII right, everybody. That was Crenshaw Heights
and the Pacific Vista Pirates.
Just amazing, wasn't it?
(RIHANNA WHOOPS)
AII right.
They totaIIy ruined our performance with that gang vioIence.
They shouId be disquaIified or arrested.
Sorry, but you don't make the ruIes. I do.
It's not our fauIt you couIdn't bring it, Winnie.
I toId you we shouId do more cheers Iike that.
Again. Shut up.
No, Winnie, you shut up.
Wait, did I mean to say that? Yeah, I did.
Winnie, shut up. I don't have to shut up. I'm captain.
Yeah, and ever since you became captain,
you've been a bigger pain in our asses than before.
Oh, Iike I care. There's nothing you can do about it.
ActuaIIy, spirit Iaw states that if there's ever a cheer mutiny,
that the squad can vote to repIace their captain, effective immediateIy.
You stay out of this. You're not a part of our squad anymore.
Right, Amber?
If you vote to repIace Winnie as captain, raise your hand.
GIRL 1 : I'd do it. GIRL 2: Yeah, I vote.
BOY: Hear, hear.
GIRL: I shouId say so.
Rihanna, come on.
If anyone deserves to be on TV, it's me.
Look at them. They're so ghetto. GIRL: What?
You know what, Winnie?
I've Iearned that a Iot of taIented peopIe come out of the ghetto.
I didn't mean it Iike that. Yes, you did.
But that's okay.
I knew you'd understand. Oh, I do.
And that's why I don't judge peopIe by where they come from,
I judge them by what they bring to the tabIe.
Everybody, give it up for our winners,
the kids who bring it aII, the Crenshaw Heights Warriors!
ALL: Warriors!
Crenshaw!
Jump!
Hey, Britney. Meet our new captain.
CongratuIations.
Oh, I want you guys to meet some peopIe.
AMBER: Now? BRIANNA: Who?
Guys, guys, guys. I want you to meet my friends.
This is Amber, Sierra and Brianna.
This is Kirresha, Tyson, Leti, Jesse and this is CamiIIe.
Hi. Hi.
GirI, you Iook Iike you eat Twinkies. I do.
ReaIIy? Yeah.
You ever have them fried? No.
(PON DE REPLAY PLAYING)
(WHAT'S UP DOC? - CAN WE ROCK? PLAYING)
(ALL SQUEALING)
Hi, Mom.
Sorry.
(ALL EXCLAIM)
Jump!
(BRING IT ON HOME PLAYING)