ourselves.
That's right.
I'm Brittany, and this
is my sister Eleanor.
Hello, sir.
Such a pleasure
to meet you.
And I'm their
sister Jeanette.
Although I feel
more like an Olivia,
or sometimes a...
Anyway,
we're the Chipettes.
And, well,
we would just be so honored
to have you represent us.
You made Alvin and
the Chipmunks stars.
We wanna be stars, too.
Yeah.
And hang out
with the Chipmunks.
Okay, now, listen,
before we get all girlie
and giggly about this,
just tell me one thing.
You can sing, right?
(ALL WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY)
No, no, wait. Hang on.
Not here. Um...
Why don't we take
this meeting upstairs
in my penthouse office?
ELEANOR: Sure!
This is so exciting.
We're really on our way now.
Oh, my gosh.
Guys, can you believe it?
My first penthouse office!
JEANETTE: Wow!
ELEANOR: Oh, boy!
Oh, my.
The Hollywood sign.
Thought you might
like the view.
So, ladies,
tell me a little something
about yourselves.
Well, we grew up
in a small town,
population 300, and...
Yeah? Really?
That's fascinating. Great.
All right, impress me.
(CHIPETTES WHISPERING)
BRITTANY: One, two, three.
(SINGING PUT YOUR RECORD ON)
Girls, girls, girls, girls.
Guess who just became
the number one Chipette fan
in the whole dang world?
Lan Hawke, that's who.
ELEANOR: Yay! Nice!
BRITTANY: Oh, my gosh.
Oh, my gosh!
So when can we
meet the Chipmunks?
That's an excellent question.
And the excellent answer is,
I don't really
represent Alvin and
the Chipmunks anymore.
Oh, no!
What happened?
Oh, classic tale.
Sweet and innocent
when I met them,
and they had nothing.
And then I work my butt off
to make them rock stars,
and they changed.
Turned on me
like bad cheese.
No!
Oh, that's terrible.
I know! I mean,
I treated Alvin like he
was my own son, you know?
And then he just
goes and spits on me.
Literally. He filled his
chipmunk cheeks with saliva
and just had at it.
And don't even get me
started about Simon.
(GASPS)
But not Theodore, right?
It's the cuddly ones
you have to watch out for.
Oh.
But what are we
talking about them for?
Come on! They're over.
Tired. Novelty act.
Chipmunks who can sing.
But girl chipmunks
who can sing?
Fasten your seatbelts!
Yippee!
Yay!
So, I'm on Jay-Z's yacht,
right? And I say,
"Jay, where's Beyonce?"
And he says, "She's holding
a plate full of Cheese Balls.
Turn around."
And guess what?
She was!
(ALL LAUGHING)
P.S., Dave left me in charge.
Staying up till 10:00
every night. Oh, yeah!
Hey, girls,
look what I can do.
GIRLS: Aw!
You are Theodore-able.
THEODORE: Thank you.
You're so cute.
Oops! Oh!
I am so sorry.
It's cool. No harm done.
Not yet.
Girls? Please?
Private conference.
(GIRLS GROANING)
Thank you.
Listen up, rock stars.
If you talk to
those girls again,
you're dead.
If you look at
those girls again,
you're dead.
If you even think
about those girls...
Are you thinking about them?
Well, I am now!
That's it. You're dead!
Run!
RYAN: Xander! Come on!
Back here, you dirty rats!
Hang ten, bros!
ALVIN: Scatter!
RYAN: Go, go!
That way! Over there!
Oh, Ryan!
Hey, slowpokes!
Catch me if you can!
You're dead, fur ball.
Not!
(BOYS GRUNT IN PAIN)
It's wedgie time!
RYAN: Oh! My butt!
(BOTH GROANING)
(PANTING)
Oh, boy. Uh... Eagle.
(SCREAMING)
Eagle! Eagle!
RYAN: Get them!
Bully! Bully!
RYAN: This way! This way!
Gotcha!
SIMON: Guys, wait, wait.
Time out!
RYAN: It's swirlie time!
Come on, come on, guys.
This is so 1980s.
Please! Please!
(GURGLING)
Oh, man! Come on.
(LAUGHING) Oh!
That's a good look for you.
Oh, thank you.
(GASPING)
Can't swim. Help!
Grab on, Simon.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(PANTING) Thanks.
(SPUTTERING)
You okay?
Well, considering that
you just saved me from
drowning in a toilet,
I'm pretty good.
I'll be right back.
Alvin! Alvin!
We're not going to solve
anything with violence.
RYAN: It's the fatty-ratty!
THEODORE: Cut it out!
RYAN: This rat