Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

then I felt something.
- Hi. - Hello. - Stacie!
♪ Everybody needs a little time away ♪
♪ All the hoes, no cuddle up ♪
What about...
JOHN: That, my friend, was "Taps"
I know she didn't want me to ever need your dirty money.
- We got this. - This is big as a house.
They didn't pick the Bellas.
Hang on. You guys, are we...
from an able-bodied man.
- Okay, let's get slutty. - We'll dress slutty.
Must be kind of lonely,
And now, one of the hottest new groups on the scene.
I don't know.
(SEABIRDS SQUAWKING)
- Hola, señoritas. - (GAIL WHOOPS, CHUCKLES)
I tried to do this the nice way, Patricia.
ALL: Cheers.
issa in a escalade
I want you to open up for me.
- Uh, excusez-moi. - Bonjour. Ciao.
AMY: Okay, stick with me, 'cause I know so much Italian.
Oh, yeah. (CHUCKLES)
your song was always great.
♪ Of picket fences and trophy wives ♪
and last night, he found me.
You remember that!
Incredibly rare.
♪ And we are shimmering ♪
- Ladies. - We're gonna be with you the whole tour
- ♪ Mm, mm ♪ - ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Automatic sonic facelift ♪
♪ Is take these lies ♪
I've known where you've been for years.
Where are we going?
BECA: I love you guys so much.
- Hi! - Hi!
(INDISTINCT, FRANTIC CHATTER)
and cease to be of value as human beings,
JOHN: Is your sound equipment working? Because...
keep challenging people to those.
I don't know, move to Mykonos and become a doula.
♪ Gotta do my hair, put my makeup on ♪
AUBREY: What? The door's not opening?
I think we did great.
They're gonna rock these troops with their mouth music.
We're going out.
- but I, um... - What's she talking about?
- What? - Let's do this.
Okay. Great.
BECA: We already look like the B-team Bellas.
- um, thing that you guys... - Yeah. The riff-off thing.
- Dad. - Aw!
♪ I don't like it ♪
- Thank you. - Okay?
♪ I don't like it but I love it ♪
- Yeah. - CHLOE: Bellas, a toast.
Emily, I can't believe
(AMY CHUCKLES)
Don't worry. We'll change in the cab.
Pimp-Lo, bam, bam, bam.
It's my pleasure.
We have to... we have to do something.
Right.
DJ Khaled.
You know, like the... Beat King, 'cause he's the...
- ♪ Uh! Yeah ♪ - ♪ Give me the beat ♪
But you're still my little Turnip Top, aren't you?
(LAYERED WITH RECORDED VOCALS): ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
- No hablo... - Inglese? Konnichiwa?
...we are right here.
What? Where?
♪ Perfect time, gotta let it flow ♪
Okay?
♪ With a taste of your poison paradise ♪
an a cappella group with a few YouTube clicks.
Yes, it certainly is.
- ♪ Zombie-ie-ie... ♪ - ♪ What doesn't kill you ♪
Uh, Beca...
It's the old van-ferry death-trap maneuver.
stop at all your favorite places... the Atlantic Ocean,
Let's go.
(GRUNTING AND GROANING CONTINUE)
♪ Freedom ♪
- ♪ Uh-oh ♪ - ♪ Uh-oh ♪
You guys, I can't open the door.
- ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪ - ♪ Mm ♪ - ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ She said, "Shut up and dance with me" ♪
He lives 3,000 miles away with his girlfriend
We want you.
Your nightmare blood, it runs through my veins!
(GROANS) My bum crack's a bit dry.
ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,
♪ In your head ♪
AUBREY: Yay.
GAIL: I think it's possible the Bellas
(WHISTLING CHICAGO'S "HARD TO SAY I'M SORRY")
♪ Free up yourself, get out of control ♪
but it's time for you to move on.
♪ There's someone else I gotta be ♪
BECA (OVER SPEAKERS): ♪ Stand up, bend it over, boy ♪
Hey, you've been a very naughty girl, Turnip Top!
My dad came!
♪ Lights on everybody ♪
coming to you from the Citadel.
- Oh, shit! - Oh, my God.
- BECA: Club banger. - Yeah, I hate it.
- ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪ - (PHONE RINGING)
♪ That you're toxic? ♪
- AMY: Dad! - (LAUGHING)
except for Jessica and Ashley, I will kill you!
♪ No, I don't want to sit still, look pretty ♪
♪ I was every little hungry schoolgirl's pride and joy ♪
And I know that boat.
- Four minutes! - ♪ I'm addicted to you ♪
Oh, God.
- But you're committed. - I am committed.
♪ I'd catch a grenade for you ♪
It's time for us to move on. You know?
Why are you here?
Amy, come on! Amy!