Bring It On Page #4

- Rancho Carne's

not all talk

All we know is

Toros rock

Shake their booties

Scream and shout

Toro players work it out

Go, Toros.

[Clapping Continues]

Do I have to wear

those little underwear things ?

I don't like wearing underwear.

- Thanks !

- [ Groaning ]

[Door Opens, Closes]

[Door Opens, Closes]

Excuse me. Where'd you

park your Harley ?

Get real.

Tattoos are strictly

verboten. Sorry.

I got bored during

fourth period.

You need to fill

one of these out.

Did it.

[ Scoffs ]

Missy, is it ?

Okay, before we start,

I'm afraid we're gonna

need to make sure...

you can do

a standing back tuck.

Standard procedure.

You understand.

Standing back handspring

back tuck okay ?

Where's this girl from,

Romania ?

- Can she yell ?

- We'll try an oldie.

Awesome, oh, wow !

Like, totally freak me out !

I mean, right on !

[Claps]

The Toros sure are

number one.

I transferred from Los Angeles !

Your school has no gymnastics team !

This is a last resort !

[ Claps ]

Okay, so I've never

cheered before. So what ?

How about something that

actually requires neurons ?

Do it.

Front handspring, step out,

round off, back handspring,

step out, round off,

back handspring,

full twisting lay out.

- Ha !

- Hey !

Missy is bank.

Uh, bankrupt.

We've already

so decided on Jamie.

Courtney, this is not

a democracy.

Its a "cheerocracy."

I'm sorry,

but I'm overruling you.

You are being a "cheertator,"

Torrance, and a pain in my ass !

We already voted.

Besides, Missy

looks like an uber dyke.

[Giggling]

Courtney, I'm the captain.

I'm pulling rank,

and you can fall in line or not.

If we're gonna be the best,

we have to have the best.

Missy's the poo.

So take a big whiff.

[Doorbell Rings]

You.

And you.

I mean, hi. I'm--

A cheerleader.

Uh, yeah.

Head cheerleader,

to be exact.

Wow.

So does Missy live here ?

Uh, actually, she moved

back to L.A., yeah.

Something about

evil cheerleaders or--

Look, I'm serious.

We have to get her.

Is her drug dependency

gonna be a problem ?

Cliff, shut up.

What do you want ?

I want you on the squad.

You're the best.

They know it.

They just reject

the unfamiliar.

Thanks, but no, thanks.

I mean, I plead

temporary insanity.

See, I'm a hard-core gymnast.

No way jumping up and down,

screaming, "Go, team, go !"

is gonna satisfy me.

Look, we're gymnasts too,

except no beam,

no bars, no vault.

Sorry. Not interested.

What are you doing ?

Nothin'.

I just thought that

it was interesting hearing

Torrance's point of view.

- How do you even know her ?

- We're old friends.

Ever been to

a cheerleading competition ?

- Oh, you mean

like a football game ?

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