Stacie: Aubrey, what's a metaphor?
Aubrey: my life's a train wreck.
Stacie: I know, but what's a metaphor?
Aubrey: ...
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Amy: it seems like bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something.
Beca: Amy.. you don't have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you is because you're a dumbass.
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Aubrey: Beca, I never doubted you for a moment!
Beca: Thank you, Aubrey. You're lying, though, right?
Aubrey: Yes. I doubted you very strongly.
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Chloe: Oh my God, I hate you, leave me alone.
Beca: I'm trying. You need to let go of my hand first.
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Stacie: The word of the day is 'legs'
Stacie: Now let's go back to my place and spread the word
Aubrey: *is shook*
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Beca: I'm Amy's emergency contact.
Prison Guard: So you're here to pick her up?
Beca: I'm here to remove myself as her emergency contact.
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*at the retreat*
Cynthia Rose: And you're telling me there's no alcohol?
Cynthia Rose: What the hell are we supposed to do for two days?
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Beca: What's wrong with the way I dress?
Emily: You know, some people might say that all the dark colours kind of make you look like an evil villain.
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Chloe: *is crying*
Beca: *sends Chloe a questioning look*
Chloe: It's just *sniffs* so beautiful how much they love each other.
Beca: It's a commercial.
Chloe: *sniffs*
Beca: For a refrigerator.
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Emily : Thanks mom...
Emily: Why is everyone staring at me?
Fat Amy: You just called Chloe "Mom". You said, "Thanks, Mom."
Emily: What? No, I didn't! I said, "Thanks, man."
Chloe: Do you see me as a mother figure, Emily?
Emily: No, if anything I see you as a sister, cause you sometimes annoy me!
Beca: Hey, show your mother some respect!
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