Pitch Perfect

Aubrey: What's your name?
Fat Amy: Fat Amy.
Aubrey: You call yourself Fat Amy?
Fat Amy: Yeah, so twig bitches like you don't do it behind my back.

Donald: Who'd be easier to sleep with? Captain America or a Great White shark?

Bumper: [to Amy] You are probably the grossest human being I have ever met.
Fat Amy: You're no panty dropper yourself.
Bumper: I have a feeling we should kiss. Is that a good feeling or an incorrect feeling?
Fat Amy: Well... sometimes I have the feeling I can do crystal meth, but then I think, mmm... better not.

Aubrey: And I solemnly promise to never have sexual relations with a Treblemaker, or may my vocal cords be ripped out by wolves.

Aubrey: The Trebles don't respect us, and if we let them penetrate us, we are giving them our power.
Fat Amy: Not a good enough reason to use the word 'penetrate'.

Aubrey: We will practice, and I trust you will add your own cardio.
Beca: Why cardio?
Fat Amy: Yeah, no, don't put me down for cardio.

Aubrey: I know you have a toner for Jesse.
Beca: A what?
Aubrey: A toner. A musical boner. I saw it on Hood Night. It's distracting.
Beca: Yeah, that's not a thing, and you're not the boss of me. So...

Aubrey: I can see your toner through those jeans!
Beca: That's my dick!

Beca: Tell me, what does Judd Nelson eat for breakfast?
Jesse: Oh, well, like all misunderstood rebels, he feeds on hypocrisy.
Beca: Sure.
Jesse: And black coffee, to help with his morning dumps.

John: The bad boys of a cappella have just gotten badder!
Gail: Whoo! That's right, John, I'm gonna have to excuse myself to freshen up the downtown.
John: Can I help?

Fat Amy: What up, Shawshank?
Cynthia Rose: Did you get yourself a bitch?
Fat Amy: Did they spray you with a hose?
Lilly: [quietly] I did a turn at County.

Fat Amy: I'm just gonna pump and dump.

Fat Amy: I'm gonna kill him! I'm gonna finish him like a cheesecake!

Fat Amy: You guys are gonna get pitch-slapped so hard, your man boobs are gonna concave.

Lilly: I set fires to fill joy.

Aubrey: Chloe, could you please get your head out of your ass? It's not a hat!
Fat Amy: A-ca-awkward...

Aubrey: If at first you don't succeed, pack your bags.

Cynthia Rose: This is hard for me to admit to you guys.
Fat Amy: Oh, here it comes. Lesbihonest.
Cynthia Rose: But for the past two years, I have had a serious gambling problem.
Fat Amy: Wait... what?
Cynthia Rose: It all started when I broke up with my girlfriend.
Fat Amy: Whoop, there it is!

Lilly: I ate my twin in the womb.

Fat Amy: I'm an open book. For God's sake you guy call me Fat Amy. I guess I'm not really living if I'm not being honest. And my real name is Fat Patricia.

Becca: I've never been one of those girls you had a lot of friends who were girls, and I do now. And that's pretty cool.

Fat Amy: Even though some of you are pretty thin, you all have fat hearts, and that's what matters.