Bring It On: Worldwide #Cheersmack

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

ANNOUNCER:
(ON PA)

Hello, cheer fans.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

Put your hands together

and scream

for your three-time

world champion, Rebels!

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

And their cheerlebrity

in chief...

Destiny!

Hey, cheer fans

and wannabes.

It's that time.

The moment you've

all been waiting for.

If you're ready

for the Rebels,

give me those three

magic words.

Ready, spirit groupies?

Three, two, one!

Bring it on!

(ALL CHEERING AND WHOOPING)

(AUDIENCE WHISTLING)

(POP MUSIC PLAYING)

(STATIC)

(MECHANICAL VOICE

SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

Destiny, what happened

to our music?

I don't know, Willow,

but we're fine.

MECHANICAL VOICE:

We are The Truth.

Hey, this isn't our song.

I can hear, Hannah.

MECHANICAL VOICE:

Get ready.

We are The Truth.

So what are we

going to do?

Shut up and cheer.

MECHANICAL VOICE:

We're about to

show you up.

To show you up.

Rebels.

(STATIC)

(AUDIENCE MURMURING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Tell me

this is a nightmare.

You're not dreaming.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

LEADER:
We are The Truth,

and we're here to tell

that so-called

cheerlebrity, Destiny,

and her weak-ass Rebels

that you have been challenged.

You call yourselves

champions?

Well, your tired,

stale routines

won't cut it anymore.

And you will be dethroned.

Rebels, this is only

the beginning.

Consider yourself

officially cheersmacked.

(GASPS)

Oh, my God!

They suck!

Carbs! Carbs!

Get it off me.

It's a pretzel, Hannah.

Get over it.

(GASPING)

(SIGHS)

We're like a joke.

(AUDIENCE BOOING)

What are we

going to do?

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

DESTINY:
Run.

(BOOING CONTINUES)

(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO

CHATTER)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(BOYS EXCLAIMS)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(CAMERA CLICKS)

MAN:
All right. (CHUCKLES)

(WHISTLES)

Hey, girl. Don't leave.

I mean,

it's free to watch.

(CHEERS)

(LAUGHS)

Watch out, Jeff.

Let me show her

a little something.

Ooh!

Oh!

(GRUNTING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Now I know I'm dreaming.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

JEFF:
Yo, Didit.

Why was the cheerleader mad

when she got

her driver's license?

Sh*t.

DIDIT:
I don't know. Why?

Well, she got an "F"

in sex. (LAUGHS)

Okay. What's

a cheerleader's favorite

nursery rhyme?

I don't know. What is

a cheerleader's favorite

nursery rhyme? I don't...

Hump me. Dump me.

What else

did you learn today

in the third grade?

Whoa. She's scarier

up close.

She's pretty,

but scary.

Thanks. I was going

for femtimidation.

Are you all right?

What makes you think

I'm not all right?

Well, you're either lost

or on your way to

a costume party.

This isn't a costume.

I am a cheerleader.

Now smile.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

JEFF:
Ew. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold up. You didn't even

get my best side.

That's okay because

you don't have one.

(LAUGHS)

Oh, that's cute.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Is that for your

Man Crush Monday?

'Cause I get that a lot.

No. I have over

1,000,000 IG followers.

I'm going to post this

to show them

Neanderthals still exist.

Hashtag get a life.

Hashtag grow up.

Hashtag cheermiliated.

(CHUCKLES)

(BEEPING)

That's weird.

What? You realized

cheermiliated wasn't

a real word?

What? No.

Don't be cheerdiculous.

I have to go.

Wait.

Why beef when we can

settle this right here?

What are you

talking about?

Well, let's battle.

You and me.

Dancer versus cheerleader.

If I win,

you don't post

the picture.

If you win...

Well, why even discuss it

because you won't.

(CHUCKLES)

You've been watching

way too many dance flicks.

You see, in the real world,

we handle our battles

on social media.

So get ready to

use up all your data,

'cause my plan's unlimited.

(DIDIT LAUGHS

AND SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

Yo.

It was so embarrassing.

I would have died.

Cheer Goddess,

grant me the strength

I need

to deal with

the nasty comments

and the embarrassment.

I've learned

from your teachings

to lead by example.

Still, you and I both know

the Rebels would be nothing

without me.

And that's not me

being conceited.

I'm just

a natural born leader.

Like Jesus with a high pony.

Are you guys

going to tell me

what's going on,

or do you expect me

to guess?

What are we going to do

about being cheersmacked?

(SCOFFS) Nothing.

It was a prank.

A practical joke.

We can't

take it seriously.

People have probably

already forgotten about it.

I don't think so.

Mmm-mmm.

My IG followers

are way down today.

And people have always

hearted my pics.

I mean,

especially since I started

taking butt selfies.

Yeah, my followers

were down too,

but that happens, right?

No. It's because we're

under a viral assault.

What are you

talking about?

This.

(SHOUTS IN SPANISH)

(SPEAKS IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

Destiny...

We're coming for you.

We're coming for you.

ALL:
Smack. Cheersmack!

They say!

Hey, Rebels.

Hey, Rebels.

You've been cheersmacked.

(ALL EXCLAIM)

So what? A few teams

challenged us.

That happens,

like, on the daily.

Uh, no.

There are dozens.

Yeah, we're cheer chum

in the water and there's

a feeding frenzy.

It's not that bad.

Don't act like you're not

sweating through

your sports bra over this.

Destiny, we need to

shake things up.

Throw out our old routines

and start fresh.

Okay, first of all,

I don't sweat. I glisten.

And we're not

going to throw out

all of our winning routines

just because some teams

challenged us, Willow.

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