Bring It On: All or Nothing (2006 Video)
Britney: [Walks into classroom, and everybody turns around to look] Is this English? Are you Mrs Webster?
Mrs. Webster: It is, I am, and you're late.
Britney: Well, I was going through airport security.
Mrs. Webster: Class, this is Britney Allen, and she's a transfer student from Pacific Vista.
Camille: [whispers] She's one of them PV bitches.
Leti: [mutters in spanish] Mendiga gringa.
Mrs. Webster: Now find a seat and copy the board.
Britney: You want me to copy all of that? Can't you just give it to me in like, a book?
Mrs. Webster: [Class snickers] I'm sorry Miss Allen, but we don't have enough books for everyone. Now I wouldn't want to single you out and give you one, we wouldn't want the other students to think that you're more important than them now would we?
Britney: [everybody looks at Britney] ... no.
Mrs. Webster: Good guess.
Britney: I know! You can email it to me!
Mrs. Webster: [class laughs] You think that if we don't have books we'd have computers? I'm glad you have a sense of humour. Now find a seat.
Tyson: Hey, Buffy. Ready to be my baby's mama?
[slaps Britney's butt]
Britney: [grabs Tyson's private parts] Do it again and I am plucking grapes. Or in your case raisins. Got it?
Tyson: [whispers in pain] Yup.
Tyson: [falls to floor]
Camille: Jesse, it's cute you tryin to be in choreography and all but you just stick to findin us the beats, alright boo?
Jesse: Alright cool, but one day you'll come beggin for what i got.
Kirresha: Shoot, I'm beggin now hook a sister up.
Camille: You are too hot to beg.
Kirresha: I know but he's just so fine I'm willin to make an exception.
Jesse: Don't tease me mami, me gustan las chicas grande.
Kirresha: Mmm I don't know what you said, but me gustan too baby.
Leti: He said he like big girls!
Kirresha: Now, how come when you say it it don't sound cute at all?
Leti: Look he the one who said it alright.
Kirresha: Don't hate cause he on me.
Sierra: If you leave, who's gonna help me remember my locker combination?
Britney: Oh, Sierra. It's your birthday.
Sierra: My birthday is April!
Britney: Sweetie, your combination is the digits of your birthday.
Sierra: Oh! What are digits?
Leti: [after Britney's audition] Damn vanilla latte's got skills.
[Amber, Brianna and Sierra get a video phone message from Britney]
Britney: [crying uncontrolably/indistinctly] I hate this!
Sierra: Aw tears of joy. She's so happy.
Camille: Look what you did!
[brushes dirt off her handbag]
Britney: Well it's not like it's real.
Kirresha: For real?
Leti: Say what?
Camille: And how would you know?
Britney: Because this one's real
[shows her handbag with a smile on her face]
Kirresha: Can I touch that?
Camille: My momma bought me this purse.
Britney: Well your mum must shop at the swap meets, because that knock-off sucks.
Camille: Oh no, you did not just talk about my momma. That's it, Kirresha, hold ma shit!
Leti: Camille, don't do this your gonna get suspended!
Camille: So? Do you think I'm gonna let this barbie looking heifer come up here and talk about ma momma?
Britney: Heifer? Did you just call me fat? And I did not just talk about your 'momma'!
Kirresha: FYI, ya did.
Britney: You speak IM? NFW!
Camille: Oooh this girl just called you the 'N' word!
[takes off her earrings]
Britney: I would never! Some of my best friends used to live next door to black people.
Kirresha: Oh, hell no come on we gonna be late for class!
Leti: Let's go
[they start climbing the stairs]
Camille: Count yo blessings white girl... cuz you just got lucky.
Britney: I feel scared, maybe a little nauseous but I definitely don't feel lucky.
Britney: Jesse, I want you to know I broke up with Brad the night of the dance.
Jesse: Really? I's be more impressed if you broke up with him the night we kissed.
Britney: I-I just couldn't let go of my old life. The closer I got to you, the less important it all seemed.
Jesse: Well what's important to you now?
Britney: I could show you better than I can tell you.
Camille: We're gonna use these steps y'all came up with for the competition.
Britney: Wait a minute. I've told you since day one, add krumping, and you've just.
Camille: Are you done yet?
Jesse: [Grabs Britney and covers her mouth] Yes she is.
Camille: Good. Now get your little white ass over here and show me the steps.
Kirresha: What's the matter with her?
Leti: I think it's caffeine withdrawal. Coffee's like crack to white people.
Britney: What are you guys doing here?
Winnie: We came to see you liar.
Amber: Why Britney? We tell each other everything.
Sierra: You said you'd never cheer again.
Britney: I know Sierra, but it was so hard.
Sierra: Like 7th grade English hard?
Amber: So now you call me?
Britney: I know, I know. But I have dirt.
Britney: I kissed another guy tonight.
Amber: Who? Where?
Winnie: I told you we should do more cheers like that.
Winnie: Again, shut up!
Sierra: No Winnie! You shut up! Wait, did I mean to say that? Yeah, I did. Winnie shut up!
Winnie: I don't have to shut up. I'm captain.
Brianna: Yeah, and since you became captain you've been a bigger pain in our asses than before.
Winnie: Oh, like I care. There's nothing you can do about it.
Britney: [door bell rings ] Oh that's the pizza. Can you get that while I get the soda?
Brad Warner: Yeah.
[opens door ]
Jesse: Hey, large pepperoni, pineapple?
Brad Warner: Yeah, how much?
Brad Warner: [looks for cash in wallet ] dude, you get any action in this job?
Jesse: What are you talking about?
Brad Warner: You know, you ever get some ass? Like in those porn movies. Deliver a pizza to some desperate housewife. Tap that?
Jesse: That never happens in real life.
Brad Warner: You should try being the quarterback.
[Britney sees Jesse at the door and falls after hesitating to go into the den ]
Brad Warner: We get ass up the ass.
[Awkward silence ]
Brad Warner: I mean... well you know what I mean.
Jesse: Yeah, I know what you mean.
Brad Warner: All right. Here, you know what? Keep the change, dude.
Jesse: [sarcastically ] Dude, thanks.
Brad Warner: That's the least I can do. Your job sucks. Loser.
[shuts the door on Jesse ]
Britney: [whispers ] Asshole.
Amber: We're really going to miss you, Britney. IMYA.
Brianna: I miss you already too
Britney: Oh guys, I'm gonna MYSM.
Brianna: Sierra you're not speaking IM, you're just spelling.
Sierra: Oh well then, S-H-I-T.
Jesse: Oh shit, my bad shortie.
Britney: Don't touch me!
Jesse: So you're just going to lay there all day?
Britney: I don't know how my day could get any worse.
Jesse: Tough first day? I've been there.
Britney: Are you new too?
Jesse: Nah, I transfered sophomore year, boy was that hard.
Britney: When did it get easier?
Jesse: Last Thursday.
Jesse: I was joking.
[Brad recognizes Jesse as the pizza boy]
Brad: [laughing] Dude, you're a cheerleader, too? You're never gonna get laid!
Camille: Yo ceck this out everybody. We got some new shit for y'all. Here we go now!
Leti: My name is Leti. I like to party. And when I shake it, the boys say "ay mami!".
Camille: My name Camille. Give you three wishes. You see me shake it, 'cause I'm delicious.
Kirresha: My name Kirresha. Get out my face. 'Cause when I shake it, it's like an earthquake.
Camille: Don't forget everybody, pep rally after school!
[jumps off table]
Camille: Did you enjoy the show, white girl?
Britney: I didn't know you were a cheerleader.
Camille: Ha. I'm the cheerleader OK? I'm captain.
Britney: So? I was captain at my old school.
Camille: And now you go to my school. So I guess that makes you nothing.
Kirresha: Damn, Tyson, that's what your nasty ass gets. Hi I'm Kirresha.
Britney: Hi I'm.
Kirresha: Ooh I know who you are you was killing at the tryouts the other day. When I saw you, I was like, "Damn. That girl know how to cheer her butt off." What little butt you do have. Uhh we need to fatten you up just a little bit, baby. Have you ever had fried twinkies?
Jesse: I could probably show you better then I could tell you.
Britney: No, no I probably wouldn't know what to do.
Britney: [does a cartwheel and Spirit fingers] Crenshaw Heights.
Camille: What was that?
Britney: Spirit fingers. Everybody does spirit fingers.
Camille: I've got a spirit finger for you.
[flips The Bird]
Camille: Oh, so you're the only one who can contribute ideas?
Britney: That's right. This isn't a cheerocracy. And there's room for one captain.
Britney: What audition?
Jesse: The Rihanna TV special.
Kirresha: We need them computers.
Britney: Great. You can visit my website, cheerwhore.com
Camille: Don't even waste your time Jesse. She can't hang.
Jesse: Camille, you don't even know her.
Camille: Oh I know her. Little miss fancy fingernails shimmy shimmy lip gloss Barbie. She ain't got what it takes to be a Warrior.
Winnie: They totally ruined our performance with that gang violence. They should be disqualified, or arrested.
Rihanna: Sorry, but you don't make the rules. I do.
Britney: It's not our fault you couldn't bring it, Winnie.
Winnie: Rihanna come on. If anyone deserves to be on TV, it's me. Look at them. They're so ghetto.
Rihanna: You know what, Winnie? I've learned that a lot of talented people come out of the ghetto.
Winnie: I didn't mean it like that.
Rihanna: Yes, you did. But that's OK.
Winnie: I knew you'd understand.
Rihanna: Oh I do. And that's why I don't judge people from where they come from. I judge them on what they bring to the table.
Britney: Hey Amber.
Amber: Hey what?
Everybody: Introduce yourself!
Amber: No way!
Everybody: Introduce yourself!
Amber: OK. 1,2,3,4,5, my name is Amber and I say "hi". 6,7,8,9,10, back it up and meet my friend. Hey Winnie!
Winnie: Hey what?
Everybody: Introduce yourself!
Winnie: No way!
Everybody: Introduce yourself.
Winnie: OK. 1,2,3,4,5, my name is Winnie and I say "hi". 6,7,8,9,10, back it up and meet my friend. Hey Britney.
Britney: Hey what?
Everybody: Introduce yourself!
Britney: No way.
Everybody: Introduce yourself!
Britney: OK. Sha boo ya, sha sha sha boo ya, roll call. My name is Britney. I cheer so strong. And when I shake it, you better bring it on. Sha boo ya, sha sha sha boo ya, break it down now.
Sierra: I'm Sierra! And.
[Sierra quits when she realized they've stopped]
Amber: [chuckles] Well you got plenty of sleep in class.
Britney: Well that's because I was up all night working on new cheers.
Winnie: You've managed to maintain a C average and work on new cheers? Ugh you're such an over achiever.
Winnie: I am so over it, and as your BFF.
Amber: Oh, if we're speaking IM, you're more like a BFH: Bitch from Hell
Britney: WTF, guys?
Winnie: B-R-I-T-N-E-Y, you aint got no albi, you're busted. Hell yeah, you're busted.
Brad: I got you a present
Britney: [takes out a room key] what is this?
Brad: Well I thought that your first time would be more romantic and special if we had it in a Marriot.
Everybody: Roll call!
Winnie: I'm Winnie.
Britney: And everyone knows that I'm Britney.
Everybody: Britney thinks that she's so hot, 'cause she got the captain spot.
Britney: Hey, I won that fair and square. I lost 10 pounds and dyed my hair.
Everybody: We really made a big mistake. Don't you think her boobs look fake?
Britney: I swear that this is my real chest, my right is bigger than my left.
Everybody: We don't know just why we chose her. Look at her, she's such a poser!
Britney: I'll prove to you that I'm legit. I'll work hard and never quit.
Everybody: Not, not, not, not gonna happen. You, you, you suck at being captain. Brit, Brit, Brit, your cheering is for shit. You're not you, Brit. They're not your real tits.
Jesse: [thinking Britney's dog has died, but finding her dressed up for the dance with her boyfriend] I came to offer my condolences but I see you've already been condoled.
Everyone: [at Britney's death of cheerleading ceremony] Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust, Now you're not a cheerleader, That must really suck!
Britney: No, no, no!
[digs up her pom-poms]
Winnie: Brit, what are you doing?
Brianna: [sighs and hugs Sierra] This is a sad day.
Sierra: I know! All those dead pom-poms!
Winnie: Well, well, well. If it isn't hip hop Barbie and her Wu-Tang clan.
Jesse: Damn, you must be really into me to be following me all day.
Camille: Hey Barbie!
Britney: It's Britney.
Camille: Whoever. You get to call yourself a cheerleader again.
Britney: IDTS. No thanks.
Camille: You know there are a hundred girls who would kill for this spot!
Britney: Good. Then you don't need me.
["Rich Girl" plays]
Rihanna: Come Mr. DJ song Pon De Replay/ Come Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?/
Britney: Hi Mommy.
Britney: Guess what? We're gonna be on television.
Pam Allen: What?
Pam Allen: [giggles] Yeah.
Amber: So what are you gonna do?
Britney: I don't know.
Amber: Well you better think fast. You've already lost your squad. Do you wanna lose Brad too?
Brianna: [after running laps]
Brianna: Winnie, can I stop yet?
Winnie: Are you still thinking about food?
Brianna: [whimpering] Yes.
Winnie: Then no. Keep running until you're not hungry!
Everyone: [groans in disgust]
DJ: Britney Allan just farted.
Everyone: [laughs at Britney]
PV Teacher: Britney. Britney.
Britney: [screams as she falls]
PV Teacher: Britney Allan.
Britney: [screams and wakes up in Math class] I did not fart.
PV Teacher: Thank You for sharing.