Big Red: What are you doing? You're wrecking everything I built !
Aaron: It's not totally her fault. I was the one whohooked 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?