BRING IT ON MANIA
The Script Page

(taken from www.julieluv.com/movies)

PART 1

(opening act)

Toros squad 

I'm sexy! I'm cute! I'm popular to boot!
I'm bitchin! Great hair! The boys all love to stare!
I'm wanted, I'm hot, I'm everything you're not!
I'm pretty, I'm cool, I dominate the school!
Who am I? Just guess! Guys wanna touch my chest!
I'm rockin', I smile, and many think I'm vile.
I'm flyin', I jump, you can look, but don't you hump. Whoo!
I'm major! I roar! I swear I'm not a whore!
We cheer and we lead! We act like we're on speed!
Hate us 'cause we're beautiful, but we don't like you either!
We're cheerleaders! We are cheerleaders! Roll call!

Big Red
Call me Big red.

Whitney
I'm whoa-whoa-Whitney.

Courtney
C-c-c-courtney. Rowr!

Darcy
Dude it's Darcy.

Carver
I'm big, bad carver! Yay!

Kasey
They call me Kasey--

Big red
I'm still Big red. I sizzle! I scorch! And now I pass the torch.
The ballots are in, and one girl has to win.
She's perky, she's fun, and now she's number one.
K-k-kick it Torrance...t-t-t-Torrance.

Torrance
I'm strong and I'm loud.
I'm gonna make you proud, I'm t-t-t-Torrance.
Your captain Torrance.

Let's go, Toros! We are the Toros!
The mighty, mighty Toros!
We're so terrific, we must be toros!
Yay! Go, Toros! Yay! Come on!

(Torrance disappear from the scene only to appear topless)

Boy 1
My god!

Boy 2
Nice bra!

Torrance
Huh?

Boy 3
Baby! Check out them hooters!

Torrance
Aaaaah! (wakes up screaming in bed) Oh, shit...

(intro music)

Aaron
He-hey, Mr. And Ms. S!
 

Mr. Shipman
Oh, look. It's Aaron.

Mrs. Shipman
Oh. Hello, Aaron.

Aaron
Hey, Can I help?

Mrs. Shipman
Oh, no. We're fine, thanks. Stay in your vehicle.

Aaron
Uh-uh-uh! You sure?

(Torrance came running from the house)

Torrance Bye! Be back later!

Mrs. Shipman
Bye, honey.

Torrance
Hi.

Aaron
Come on, Torr!
I can't smack on you in front of the parental. Bye bye!

(both of them left, Mr.Shipman looks gloomy)

Mrs. Shipman
Remember, he's leaving for college.

Mr. Shipman
Right.

(scene shift to Torrance and Aaron conversation in the car)

Torrance
So, are you excited?

Aaron
Oh, yeah! It's college, Torr! I'm really psyched, you know?
It's just...you know, I'm gonna miss you.

Torrance
Really?

Aaron
Yeah. But next year, it'll be you and me, reunited at Cal State Dominguez Hills!
I'll be the experienced sophomore, you'll be the hot new freshman.

Torrance
Yep.

Aaron
It'll be just like high school, only better. Dorm rooms.

(arrived at the school - Aaron comes out of his car)

Aaron
I got the door, Torr.

Torrance
Ok.

Aaron
I got the door, Torr!

Torrance
What's up, Aaron?

Aaron
Hey, whaddup, Teddy? Hey! Yeah!
Hey, hey, remember, when you get captain, act surprised, ok?

Torrance
Don't jinx me!

(from the side of the car, enter Whitney and Courtney)

Whitney
Hi, Torrance.

Courtney
Hey, Aaron...

Aaron
Oh, ladies...

Courtney
Good luck at school.

Aaron
Thank you.

Whitney
Oh, Aaron, come to one last practice?

Courtney
You know you're still our favorite cheerleader.

Whitney
Please?

Aaron
I'm sorry, guys. I gotta run.

Torrance
You're not staying for the vote?

Aaron
Hey, I really got to beat traffic. I can't be late for orientation.

Torrance

But I really--

Aaron
Hey. Hey. Trust me. You're gonna get it. Bye bye.

Torrance
Bye.

(scene shift - in the girls shower room)

Whitney
Did you vote?

Courtney
Oh, yeah. Darcy thinks she should get captain
'Cause her dad pays for everything.

Whitney
He should use some of that money to buy her a clue.

Kasey
Courtney'll get captain. The guys love touching her butt.

Darcy
Yeah, she's got a lot to hang onto.
What's the plural for butt? On one person, I mean.

Carver
She puts the ass in massive.

Darcy
You put the lewd in deluded.

Big Red
Yo! Can I have all your votes?
Thank you.

Torrance
We should get big red a gift.
Or at least, someone should say something.

Courtney
Pass. Ew!

Whitney
Good riddance. I don't believe in osmosis.

Torrance
It's not brown nosing. She's departing captain.
She did a lot for this squad. Oh, come on!
Both of you sucked before she whipped you into shape.

Courtney
Oh, "whipped"? Is that what that was?

Whitney
No one will miss big red, Torrance.
She puts the itch in bitch.

Courtney
She puts the whore in horrifying.

Torrance You know, it's her last practice.

How would you feel?

Courtney Big red has no feelings.

Whitney Just testicles.

(scene shift - the Toros are outside the gymnasium)

Big Red
You guys are all great athletes, thanks in large part to me.
And I know that your new captain will keep
That tradition alive, leading you to the record
Sixth national cheerleading championship you know is yours.
So...let's meet your new leader...Torrance shipman.

Torrance
Aah! Oh, my god!

Oh, Les! Oh, my god!

Whitney That slut?

Torrance
Ok, listen up!

I'd like to try a wolf wall.

Carver Excellent!

Torrance has got the fever, people.

Kasey What's a wolf's wall?

Jan  Only the hardest pyramid known to cheerleading and mankind.

The words "big" and "britches" come to mind.

Whitney She's crazy.

She'll kill us all.

Courtney Hello. Some of us have not spent the entire summer working out.
Right, Carver?

Torrance Come on, guys, let's be different for once!

We can't just rest on our laurels.

Why does everybody say that?

Maybe a laurel's a good place to rest.

Les Come on, men!

You guys suck!

Let's do this! (high five's Torrance)

Torrance
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8--

Aah! 5, 6, 7, 8, kick, 1!

Whoa!
5, 6, 7, 8, and one! Stick it!
5, 6, 7, 8, go!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, stick, 1!

Good job! Whoo!

Pitch a penny.

Les Someone's slacking!

Jan Do I look like a milkmaid?

'Cause somebody feels like a cow!

Torrance
Carver! Can you cradle out?

Carver
You bet I can.

Torrance
Ok, ready? 1, 2, down, up--

(Carver looses her concentration and falls down)

Carver
Aah!

Torrance
Carver...are you ok?

Carver
I'm fine! Really! Don't you guys worry about me. It's just a scratch.
I'll be back to practice tomorrow, so don't you guys fret, ok?
And I don't want you to worry at all, because I'm a swift healer.
I promise you guys, I'm gonna be there before you.
You hear me? Guys? Guys?

(scene shift - Torrance back at home)

Torrance
I got captain.

Justin
Yeah. And you sent a girl to the hospital on your first day.
Aye, aye, captain!

Torrance
You were listening on the phone? Mom!

Justin
It's true. She really should get her own private line.
She's growing up so fast.

Mrs. Shipman
Justin, go away.

Justin
At ease, captain.

Mrs. Shipman
Well, this blistering academic schedule shouldn't get in your way.
You should be happy about that.

Torrance
Why can't you accept the fact that I'm not a genius?
It just kills you that I'm not an honor student.

Mrs. Shipman
No. It kills me that you barely make time to study.
If you studied half as much as you cheer, you'd be in great shape.
Your priorities are--

Torrance
No. Those are your priorities. Mine are just fine.

Mrs. Shipman
Look... I'm just saying that college might be less of a shock
if you take an extra lab or language course or...something.
What do you think?

Torrance
Will advanced chem get you off my back?

Mrs. Shipman
Not completely, but it'll help.

Torrance
Done. You know...
Mothers have killed to get their daughters on squads.

Mrs. Shipman
That mother didn't kill anyone. She hired a hitman.

(scene shift - inside Torrance's advance chemistry class)

Teacher
Hm. Everyone, we have a new student transferring from mission hills
High school in Los Angeles. Please welcome Cliff "pant one."

Cliff
Pantone. Thanks.

Footballer1
(sneezing) Loser!

Cliff
Wait, wait, wait...was that the "loser sneeze" I just heard right there?
Guys, come on! I mean, what's that, from, like, the 1900s?
Nobody does that anymore. Only thing it does, uh, "I live in Kentucky."
Do they still do the loser sneeze in Kentucky?
They... No, I heard they had guns and homemade bombs.
What about L.A.? There's a lot of attitude in L.A., but the loser sneeze...
I'm pretty sure the loser sneeze is officially dead. Sorry.

Footballer1
Loser!

Footballer2
Nice!

Torrance
I don't think they got the memo about the loser sneeze.

Cliff
Uh, no, apparently not. Cliff.

Torrance
Torrance.

Cliff
"Advanced chem."? Yikes!

Torrance
Um, afraid so. Are you intimidated?

Cliff
Y-yeah. A little.

Torrance
Really?

Cliff
No, not really.

Torrance
So, is that your band or something?

Cliff
The clash? No. Um... It's a British punk band circa 19 to 1983-ish.
Original lineup anyway.

Torrance
How vintage. (bell rings)

Cliff
Umm... So I'll see you around then?

Torrance
Looks like it.

(scene shift - outside the school area)

Footballer1 Hey, hey, hey...

Whoa!

Footballer2 Sexy Leslie and Jan Jan, the cheerleading man!

Footballer1 Hi, fags.

Les Whoa! Just because we won more trophies than you guys
Is no reason to go get all malignant.

Footballer2 Malignant this, tool! (high five his friends)

Footballer1 Nice!

Right on!

Les One of these days, man...

Let it go.

They never even won a single game.

Gotta be kinda rough on 'em.

(screaming) Besides, they're dicks!

(Torrance approached Les)

Torrance
Tell me you have advanced chem first period.

Les
Advanced chem first period.

Torrance
If you have a lab partner already, I'm screwed.

Les
Torrance, it's only the second day of school, and your
academic insecurity bit is completely tired.
You know... Everyone's saying your ambition broke Carver's leg.

Torrance
When really it was the ankle which she slammed into the ground.

Les
Kasey did a mass email last night, misspelled "leg."

Torrance
Ha ha! Shut up!

Les
Two g's.
Apparently Carver gets home schooling the next three months.

Torrance
I'm cursed! Replacing her is gonna be a nightmare.

Les
Well, that's why you're the captain...Captain.

(scene shift - the Toros at the gymnasium, holding a try-out)

Darcy
Bring on the tyros, the neophytes, and the dilettantes.

Jan
S.A.T.s are over, Darcy.

Darcy
And you're still jealous of my score.
Are we sure carver's not malingering?

Torrance
Carver will strictly be cheering in special Olympics until march.
Nationals are February 10th, regional are in, like, four weeks.
I talked to her. She's cool with this.

Courtney
Don't tell me carver can cut school
Just because she broke her leg in three places.
Hello! Get a wheelchair!

Whitney
That lucky bitch!

Courtney
Tell me we're not actually continuing this masquerade and having tryouts.
Let's cut the crap and pick somebody now.
Whitney's little sister Jamie is really teeny.
She'll be easy to toss, and she doesn't give lip.

Jan
Just tongue.

Whitney
Kiss my ass, Jan!

Jan
I'd love to.

Torrance
If she's the best, Jamie's got it, but we have to see everyone.

(they stated the try-outs)

Girl 1
Ready? Ok! Wait... Let me try that again. That was terrible.
Ready, ok! Go, tea-- Ready, ok! Sorry. Ready, ok!

Girl 2
Be aggressive. Be, be aggressive.

Girl 3
How many cheers do we actually have to memorize?
Do we get paid for this?
And do I have to provide my own uniform?
And I see you guys are wearing... red. Um, it just does not work for me.

Girl 1
Ready? Ok! R-c-h...he hee hee! Toros all the way!
I'm sorry... I just broke up with my boyfriend.

Pretty good.

Whoa.

Girl 4 Yo, yo, yo

What's up? What's up?

It's time to get busy so let's kick this shit
And knock the ck off your pants.

Yeah.

Guy 1 ( a cappella )
 give my regards to Broadway
 remember me to herald square
 tell all the gang--

Courtney Excuse me!

What's with the song?

Guy 1 Isn't this the audition for pippin?

Courtney No.

Girl 5 ( rock playing on boom box while she begins to dance)
 ...such sweet surprise tastes so good

Make a grown man cry sweet cherry pie

Hi.

 well, swing it on the pump
Top, swing it on the lawn
 swing it where we want
'Cause ain't nobody home

(Jan fell off his chair)

Jan Ok, uh, ahem!

Any more questions?

I think we're good.

(Jamie walking to the front)

Whitney Here's our girl.

Jamie  Rancho carne's not all talk.

All we know is toros rock.

Shake your booty, scream and shout...to ro players work it out.

Go, toros.

Girl 3  And do I really have to wear those little underwear things?

'Cause I don't like red underwear.

Torrance Thanks.

Ohh...

(all eyes shift as Missy walks to the front)

Whitney  (whispering to Courtney) Excuse me, where'd you park your Harley?

Get rid of her.

Courtney Tattoos are strictly prohibited. Sorry.

Missy I got bored during fourth period.
 

Whitney  You need to... Fill one of these out.

Missy Did it.

Darcy  "missy," is it?

Before we start...

I'm afraid we're gonna need to make sure you can do a standing back tuck.

Standard procedure.

You understand.

Missy  Standing back handspring, back tuck ok?

(Missy did the gymnastic bit)

Whitney  Where's this girl from, Romania?

Courtney Can she yell?

Torrance  We'll try her out.

Awesome! Oh, wow!

Like, totally freak me out!

I mean right on!

The toros sure are number one.

Missy  I transferred from Los Angeles.

Your school has no gymnastics team.

This is a last resort.

Ok, so I've never cheered before. So what?

How about something that actually requires neurons?

Do it.

Whitney  Front handspring, step out, rounded back handspring,
Step out, rounded back handspring, full twisting layout.

(Does the gymnastic bit again)

Torrance  Missy is bank.

Courtney  Ahem! Bankrupt.

We've already so decided on Jamie.

Torrance  Courtney, this is not a democracy.

It's a cheer-ocracy.

I'm sorry...but I'm overruling you.

Courtney  You are being a cheer-tator, Torrance, and a pain in my ass!

We already voted.

Besides, Missy looks like an uber-dyke.

(Missy leaves the gym)

Torrance  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.

(scene shift - Torrance was in front of Missy house, ringing the bell)

Cliff
(opens the door) You.

Torrance
And you. I mean, hi, I'm...

Cliff
A cheerleader.

Torrance
Uh, yeah. Head cheerleader to be exact.

Cliff
Wow.

Torrance
So, does missy live here?

Cliff
Uh, actually, she moved back to L.A.
Something about evil cheerleaders or...

Torrance
Ha! I'm serious. We have to get her.

Cliff
Is her drug dependency gonna be a problem?

(Missy suddenly appears beside Cliff)

Missy
Cliff, shut up. What do you want?

Torrance
I want you on the squad. You're the best.
They know it. They just reject the unfamiliar.

Missy
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.

Torrance
Look, we're gymnasts, too, except no beam, no bars, no vault.

Missy
Sorry. Not interested.

(trying to shut the door but Cliff stands in the way)

What are you doing?

Cliff
Nothing. I... just thought that it was...interesting hearing Torrance's point of view.

Missy
How do you even know her?

Cliff
We're old friends.

Torrance
Ever been to a cheerleading competition?

Missy
Oh, you mean like a football game?

Torrance
No, not a game. Those are like practices for us.
I'm talking about a tournament.
Espn cameras all around, hundreds of people in the crowds cheering.

Cliff
W-w-wait. People cheering cheerleaders?

Torrance
That's right. Lots of people. Here's the deal, missy: We're the shit, the best.
We have fun, we work hard, and we win national championships.
I'm offering you a chance to be a part of that.

Cliff
Think about it, missy. I mean, you get to wear
Sassy outfits, you get to yell like you care about something.
She's not the cheering type.

Missy
You know what? Count me in.

(scene shift - Missy came to the Toros practice session)

Torrance:
Ready, girls?

I said...

Brr!

It's cold in here!

I said there must be some toros in the atmosphere.

I said brr!

It's cold in here!

I said there must be some toros in the atmosphere.

I said oh-ee-oh-ee-oh!

Ice! Ice! Ice!

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh!

Ice! Ice! Ice!

Here we go, girls!

(background music starts. Missy grabbed her things and got out of the gymnasium)

Boy: hey, practice isn't over yet.

Whitney  Nice recruit, Torrance.

Courtney  A real captain would've seen what I saw.

A big, dikey loser!

I'd say that's strike two.

(scene shift - Torrance and Missy outside the gym. Missy's getting into her car)

Torrance  What the hell is up?

I went out on a limb for you, and you just bail?

Missy  I'm not about stealing.

Torrance  What are you talking about?

Missy  You ripped off those cheers.

Torrance  Listen, missy, our cheers are 100% original.

Count the trophies.

Missy  Look, your trophies are bullshit, because you're a sad-ass liar.

Torrance  All right, that's it!

Get out of the car!

I'm gonna kick your ass!

Missy  Oh, really?

Come on.

You're in for a rude awakening.

Get in.

Torrance  What? No way!

Missy  For real. Get in.

(scene shift - Missy drives her car all the way to East Compton)

(scene shift 2 - The Clovers are preparing themselves in their own gymnasium)

Spectator

Do your thing, baby!

(Isis holds up her hands onto the air, making the place quiet)

Isis  I said...

( together )
Brr!

It's cold in here!

There must be some clovers in the atmosphere!

I said brr!

It's cold in here!

There must be some clovers in the atmosphere!

I said oh-ee-oh-ee-oh!

Ice! Ice! Ice!

Slow it down!

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh!

Ice! Ice! Ice!

Here we go!

(background music begins to play - Torrance looked stunned)

(scene shift - they're outside. The Clovers are chasing Missy & Torrance)

Isis
U u guys enjoy the show?

Lafred
Were the ethnic festivities to your liking today?

Torrance
You guys are awesome.

Isis
Really? Ready to share those trophies?

Jenelope
Can we just beat these buffys down so I can go home?
I'm on curfew, girl.

Missy
Look, there's no need for that.

Isis
Know what? She's right. See, then we'd be doing them a favor.
Then they could feel good about sending raggedy Ann
A pair of jackets for our cheers.

Torrance
"Raggedy Ann"?

Isis
Ugly redhead with a video camera permanently attached to her hand.
Y'all been coming up here for years trying to steal our routines.

Lafred
And we just love seeing them on ESPN.

Torrance
What are you talking about?

Isis
"Brr, it's cold in here, there must be some toros in the atmosphere"?
I know you don't think a white girl made that shit up.
Our future service is over as of this moment.

Jenelope
Over!

Lafred
Finito!

Isis
Every time we get some, here y'all come trying to steal it,
Putting some blonde hair on it and calling it something different.
We've had the best squad around for years, but no one's been able
To see what we can do.
But you better believe, all that's gonna change this year.
I'm captain, and I guarantee you we'll make it to nationals.
So just hand over the tape you made tonight, we'll call it even for now.

Torrance
We don't have any tape.

Missy
Really. We just came to see the show.

Jenelope
What? Come on, Isis! Let me do this!

Isis
You know what? Let's go.

Jenelope
Wait a minute. So that's it?
We're just gonna let them go?

Isis
Yeah. Because unlike them, we have class.

Torrance
I swear I had no idea.

Isis
Well, now you do.

Jenelope
Huh! You been touched by an angel, girl!

(scene shift - Missy is driving back in her car)

Missy  We just so almost got
Our ass kicked back there!


I mean, I knew I'd seen those routines before.

We used to play East Compton all the time.

(looking at the distracted Torrance)

You really had no idea, did you?

Torrance  Do you know what this means?

My entire cheerleading career has been a lie.

Missy  Well, look on the bright side.

It's only cheerleading.

Torrance  I am only cheerleading.

Do you believe in curses?

Missy  What are you talking about?

Torrance  I think I'm cursed.

Missy  And why is that?

Torrance  This past summer...at cheer camp... All the new seniors had to do a dare.

See, there's this thing called a spirit stick, and it can never, ever touch the ground.

(scene shift - a flashback of Torrance in cheer camp)

Big Red  Torrance shipman, your mission, should you choose to accept it--

And you better-- is to capture the spirit stick and drop it

In front of the entire camp.

(Torrance nods and moves to a group of cheerleaders)

Torrance  Well, I just wanted to congratulate you guys

And take a picture of you. (taking the spirit stick)

With the spirit stick. (handing over the stick)

Here...  (un-accidentally dropped the stick)

Torrance  (handing the stick back to them) Here!

Cheerleader1  I don't want it now.

Cheerleader2  No, it's ok.

Spirit stick doesn't lose anything.

The person who drops it, however...goes to Hades!

(scene shift - back inside the car)

Missy  Ha ha ha ha!

I don't mean to laugh, but, cheerleading urban legends?

You're not jinxed.

Shit happens.

(scene shift - Torrance at her home, dialing for Aaron's number on the phone)

Justin  Hey, I--

Torrance  I'm on the phone, creep!

Justin  I realize that, and normally I'd be listening on the other line,

But this is important.

Torrance  Ok, what?

(showing her something disgusting)

Torrance  Ohh! Get out!

Justin  Thank you for listening.

(Justin left. A male voice was heard from the other side of the phone)

Aaron's Roommate  Yo.

Torrance  Is Aaron around?

Aaron's Roommate  Back later.

Torrance  Do you know when?

Aaron's Roommate  No.

Torrance  Have him call Torrance.

It's urgent.

Aaron's Roommate  All right.

(scene shift - the day after, outside the school's premises)

Torrance  Big red totally screwed us!

I mean, monster screwed us!

Torrance
I put this to the entire squad: Swear you guys didn't know.

Jan
No. No way.
She didn't exactly let us help with the routines.

Les
I cannot believe she did this!

Torrance
I feel awful. It's depraved!
I mean, those east Compton girls wanted to grill our asses!

Darcy
Big red ran the show, man.
I mean, we were just flying ignorami, for sobbing out loud.

Torrance
We can't go to regional with a stolen routine. It's too risky.

Whitney
Changing the routine now would be total murder-suicide.

Courtney
Seriously. Let's not put the duh in dumb.

Darcy
How are East Compton gonna prove anything?

Missy
You people are unbelievable!
I mean, we're talking about cheating here.

Courtney
Sorry, new girl, but nobody hit your buzzer.
Look, I hate to be predictable, but I don't give a shit!
We learned that routine fair and square. We logged the man hours.
Don't punish the squad for big red's mistake!
This isn't about cheating. This is about winning!
Everyone in favor of winning...

(everyone raises their hands except Torrance and Missy)

Torrance
I get what you're saying, missy, but there's no time.
If we don't do the routine, we've got nothing else.

Jan
So...you in?

Missy
Whatever.

(scene shift - Torrance is back at home, again trying to call Aaron while Justin played the Play station)

Torrance
Get out of here!

Justin
Hey, this is the living room. It's public domain.

Aaron's Roommate
Yo.

Torrance
Hey, may I please speak to Aaron? It's Torrance.

Aaron's Roommate
He's not here. He's-- uh, he's not here. Bye.

Justin
Aah! I'll take "famous losers" for $200--

Torrance
Shut up, moron!

Justin
It's not my fault you're in love with a big gay cheerleader
Who won't return your phone calls.

Torrance
Aaron is not gay!

Justin
Oh, so someone just made him become a cheerleader?

Torrance
He's just...busy!

Justin
Yeah. Busy scamming on guys.

Torrance
Give me that! (taking the Play Station apart)

Justin
Bitch!

 

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