Fat Amy: Are you a big spoon or a little spoon?
Beca: I'm a knife.
Chloe, from across the room: She's a little spoon.
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Cynthia Rose : My sexuality doesn't define me.
Beca: Hey, how are you?
Cynthia Rose: Gay.
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Chloe: [carves 'Chloe + Beca' into a tree]
Beca: What a nerd.
Beca: [adds '4ever']
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Aubrey: What's this?
Beca: It's my to-do list.
Aubrey: Oh? That's great. I'm so glad that you're starting to be more organiz-
Aubrey: This just says "Chloe".
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Aubrey: hey Stacie, are you a painting?
Stacie:... No?
Aubrey: Because I'd like to nail you against the wall
Beca: oh, thank god, I thought you were going to say that you wanted to hang her
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Gail: I need all of you to be straight with me.
Fat Amy: [looking at the others] That's going to be extremely hard for everyone here.
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Lily: your honor, I would like to plead guilty as well as request the death penalty.
Judge: this... Is a parking ticket...
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Beca: Ow, my cheeks are killing me from smiling
Beca: Pretending to be so polite is exhausting.
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Aubrey: wait you really like me?? For my personality?
Stacie: I know, I was surprised too.
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Chloe: I hate when people say that you're too young to be in love. Let me remind you that when Romeo and Juliet met, Romeo was 16 and Juliet was 13.
Aubrey: Chloe, six people died and it lasted 3 days.
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Ashley: So, who is the more clingy one?
Beca, one hand playing with Chloe's hair
affectionately, after placing a soft kiss on her cheek while her other arm is wrapped around her waist: Chloe, obviously.
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Beca: I really like it when girls roll up their sleeves so you can see their forearms.
Chloe, looking down realizing she only has 2 arms: Aw fuck.
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[At Camila and Lauren's wedding]
Chloe, pulling out bread: Hello everybody, I'd like to make a toast!
Audience:
Beca, whispering to Amy: Do you think it's too early for a divorce?
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[Aubrey and Fat Amy from a distance looking at Beca and Chloe]
Aubrey: Are they flirting?
Amy: I think so.
Beca: We're not flirting, we're arguing!
Chloe: We're flirting!
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[After leaving the history museum]
Beca: Chlo, why do you look disappointed? I thought you said Bethoveen was your favorite historical figure?
Chloe, hiding dog treats: It's fine.
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[Chloe preparing for a date with Beca]
Chloe: What if she kisses me, Aubrey?
Aubrey: Then you kiss her back, Chlo.
Chloe, internally: But why her back though why not her lips?
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Lilly: I hate Pottery Barn too! They kicked me out of there just because I sat on a bed.
Aubrey: You took off your pants and climbed under the sheets!
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Emily: My mom might've raised an emotionally awkward child with self esteem issues, but shE DIDN'T RAISE NO QUITTER!
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Cynthia Rose: I need some time off
Beca: For what?
Cynthia Rose: I can't tell you
Beca: How long?
Cynthia Rose: Don't know.
Beca: An unspecified amount of time, for a reason
I'm not allowed to know? How could I say no?
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Fat Amy: Ok everybody, listen up. I have some bad news. Due to circumstances beyond my control--
Beca: Impulsivity and inattention to detail.
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Chloe: I've been dropping her the most insanely obvious hints for like three years now. No response.
Beca: Wow. She sounds stupid.
Chloe: But she's not. She's really smart actually. Just dense.
Beca: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don't know..."Hey! I love you"
Chloe: I guess you're right. Hey Beca, I love you.
Beca: See! Just say that!
Chloe: Holy fucking shit.
Beca: If that flies over her head then, sorry Chloe, but she's too dumb for you.
Chloe: Beca.
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Stacie: Hey Beca, are you free on friday? Like, around 8pm on friday?
Beca: Yes?
Stacie: What about you, Chloe?
Chloe: Yes, I am.
Stacie: Great! Because I'm not. You two go out without me. Enjoy your date.
Beca: Did she just-
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(Beca has a concussion. Chloe is trying to fill out her medical form)
Chloe: Becs, what's your middle name?
Beca: Danger.
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Chloe: Is that my shirt?
Beca, wearing a shirt that goes down to her knees: No...
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I was in a bechloe mood soz guys