Your weirdness is actually affecting my vocal cords, so I'm gonna need you to scoot! Skedaddle!


Donald: Who do you think would be easier to sleep with, Captain America or a great white shark?
Bumper: A great white shark.

Lilly: I set fires to feel joy.
Donald: That's adorable.

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

Fat Amy

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?

Benji: The Treblemakers. The rock stars of a cappella, the messiahs of Barden. Well, you know, not including athletes, frat guys, or actual cool people.
Jesse: Organized nerd singing? This is great!

Women are about as good at a cappella as they are at being doctors.


Nothing makes a woman feel more like a girl than a man who sings like a boy.


Do you want to see a dead body?


Lilly: [Speaking louder than she normally does] I think I have something that could help us.
Fat Amy: Excuse me bitch, you don't need to shout.

I ate my twin in the womb.


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

Fat Amy

FREE Movie Newsletter