Jerry Heller: What's NWA stand for, anyway?"No Whites Allowed", something like that?
Eazy-E: No... Ni**az Wit' Attitudes.
Fat Amy: Listen, I don't want you guys to fight. You're Beca and Chloe, together you're Bhloe and everyone loves a good Bhloe.
Jackie the Talent Agent: The Murricane skulking down the back stairs like some 25-dollar-an-hour Twin Cities hooker.
Bill Murray: Go away. I told you. I don't want a manager, especially you.
Pete: You brought your guitar.
Ricki: Yeah, just the one.
Rome: I've got a little treat for y'all tonight. It's the man I knew as White Chocolate. Some might know him as Magic Mike. We gonna see if he still got some magic in that Mike. You down for a little fun tonight? Have a seat. Mike?
Mike: Come on, let's not do this.
Andrew McDonnell: Lady, that's not yours to ruin.
Sam Beste: She had one of the most pure relationships to music. Such an emotional relationship to music. It's like she needed music, as if it was a person, and that she would die for it.