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Big Red : What are you doing? You're wrecking
everything I built !
Aaron : It's not totally her fault. I was the one who hooked
up--
Big Red : This season should have been gravy, okay? I
handpicked the squad, I delivered an idiot-proof
routine. Platter, nationals, hello!
Torrance : Don't you mean a stolen routine?
Big Red : Oh. Don't be so naive, Torrance. Look, the
truth is I was a real leader, okay? I did what I had
to do to win at nationals, and ever since
I handed the reins over to you,
you've run my squad into the ground!
If I made any mistake as a squad leader, it wasn't
borrowing cheers. It was announcing you as my
successor.
Aaron : Uh-uh. Not cool. Hey, Tor. Tor. Wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.
Torrance : Let me go. I just wanna get out of here.
Aaron : Hey, Big Red's a bitch. We all know that.
Even she knows that.
Torrance : I don't know what to do here, Aaron.
Aaron : Look. I know I haven't always been there for
you since I went to college. It's been a rough
transition, for both of us. But I still care about
you as much as I ever did. You know that, right?
Torrance : You do?
Aaron : Of course. Which is why I hate to see you
like this, all
stressed
out. It's not good for you. You're a
great cheerleader, Tor, and you're cute as hell.
It's just that maybe--Maybe...
you're just not captain material,
and there's nothing wrong with that. Maybe you
should consider letting Courtney and Whitney take
over the squad. They're just like Big Red.
Torrance : You want me to give up captain?
Aaron : Hey, let them
deal with the politics. You just do
what you do best, Tor. You cheer. Cheer, Tor. Okay? |
