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You like some water or anything?

Coffee? No.

Remember, your mom's right outside if you want to stop or anything.

Hi, Madeline.

Hi.

Don't be nervous, okay?

I'm not nervous.

Want a donut?

Pastry cream.

Hot right now.

You know, these traditional glaze are like heroin.

Highly addictive.

You ever try heroin, too?

No.

Good girl.

Nasty stuff.

Cocaine? No.

Your little ex, occasional joint?

No.

Good for you.

We're all set.

We're all set.

All right. Thank you, Madeline.

Can you state your name for the record, please?

Sue Snell.

I want to talk about Carrie White.

What do you want to know?

You guys are really annoying.

Buck's in the seats.

Carrie White? Here.

It's not roll call, Carrie.

You're excused per your mother's request.

You might as well head down to the library right now.

Shouldn't people like that be homeschooled? People like what, Chris?

You know, creepy religious people.

Give it a rest.

Mr. Scharnhorst. What?

I'm a creepy religious person. Can I be excused? Shut up, Kenny.

Shut up, Kenny.

Yes, Kenny.

Shut up.

I'm right.

Is she a friend of yours?

Carrie didn't have any friends.

When I was in high school, even the biggest losers had birds of a feather.

She wasn't a loser.

She just didn't belong.

Why do you think that is?

Not brain surgery.

We are talking about Carrie White.

Maybe she didn't want to belong.

Everybody wants to belong.

Anyone who tells you they don't is lying.

I think Carrie wanted it more than any of us.

What, are you telling me it's mine or what?

Seriously. I don't know.

I don't know. Praying for me?

Hey, Ross.

Ross, I think somebody wants you to help her to see God.

You know, God.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah, God.

Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, yeah.

Oh, God.

Oh,

God.

Oh, man.

You... My nose is bleeding, dude.

No, seriously, come on. No. Do I get it?

Oh.

Base is loaded.

Come on, Perry.

Okay, Carrie, come on. You can do it. Just keep your eyes on the ball.

Do you think she's retarded?

Miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss. Tina, knock it off.

Come on, Carrie.

Good.

Dude, Carrie's dad flows in town. He's freaking out.

Get out. Everybody, get out! Get out!

Carrie?

Carrie.

Come on. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, Carrie.

All right, Carrie.

Carrie! Carrie!

Carrie!

Shh.

Shh.

It's okay.

Am I dying?

No.

What? Old for her first?

Yeah, most girls have theirs at 12.

I got mine when I was 10.

10? I was wearing these white pants. Oh, my God. I was mortified.

I... The point is, is up until half an

hour ago, Carrie White thought her first period was homeroom.

That's good.

Homeroom. It's not a joke.

She thought she was bleeding to death.

I just... I find it hard to believe that in this day and age a girl wouldn't

know something.

Look at who her mother is.

It's not our place to interfere in people's beliefs.

What about the other girl?

What are we going to do about them?

Well, they'll have to be disciplined.

In the meantime, I think... What's her name?

Carrie? Carrie should be sent home for the rest of the day.

And in Carrie, right?

Carrie White.

Come in, Kathy.

Miss Fish, can we get a dismissal slip, please?

We feel it would be best if you went home for the rest of the day and then

care of yourself.

We're very sorry about all this, Kathy.

It's Carrie.

Now, do you need a ride?

Because we can call a cab if you need one. No, she can walk. Fresh air will do

her good.

I'm going to excuse you from the gym for a week.

I think you should take study hall instead, okay?

As I said, we're very sorry for all this, Cassie. It's Carrie!

God.

Any time!

Hi. What are those?

Breath.

I wish I had some.

You'll have to wait a few years, but you'll get them. And I bet they'll be

pretty, too.

No, I won't.

Mama says good girls don't.

She said what?

Good girls don't get. Your mother's like a total hypocrite. She's like a sea

cat.

Mama says she was bad when she made me.

That's why she has them.

Clothes and dirty pillows.

Afternoon, Margaret.

Carrie, get over here. What did I tell you?

Calm down, Margaret. We were just talking.

Don't tell me to calm down, whore girl.

Now, Margaret, I asked you not to call my daughter that.

Suck it, you cow.

Don't.

Carrie.

Get in this house right now.

Do yourself a favor and run away from home.

Now quiet.

Marcus says I got boobs because I was a slut.

She said what?

The Lord is not lost.

Protect us from he with the split foot.

Wait.

Go to your closet. Right.

You're a woman now.

Why didn't you tell me, Mama? I was so scared.

I prayed.

I prayed the curse would never happen to you.

It's not a curse, Mama.

Made Eve from the rib of Adam, and Eve was weak.

And loose the raven on the world, and the raven was called sin, and the first

sin was intercourse.

And the Lord visited Eve with a curse, and the curse was the curse of blood.

Eve was weak.

Say it.

No, Mama, it wasn't my fault.

Say it.

I didn't do anything wrong.

Eve was weak.

Say it.

Eve was weak.

You should have told me, Mama. The girls all make fun of me. Ask for forgiveness

of your sin.

I didn't sin.

You sinned. You didn't tell me and they laughed.

Don't you know I can see inside you?

I can see your sin as surely as God can.

Go to your closet and pray.

No, Mama.

Be to God.

Mama, let me go! And your sins will be washed away.

Jesus watches from the wall, but his face is cold as stone.

And if he loves me as she tells me, why do I feel so all alone?

Any speculations as to who the author is?

I'm going to go out on a limb and say Carrie White.

What do you suppose she's trying to say?

Probably help me. My mother's insane.

Do you...

Consider yourself anti -religious, Sue?

No. I just think some people take it too far, that's all.

And you disapprove?

Look, I'm all for believing whatever it is that you want to believe. But you say

religion to me, and I'm thinking Da Vinci's Last Supper.

Jesus looks sad. The apostles look miserable.

I don't want to go to that party.

Shouldn't religion be more like dogs playing poker?

Dogs playing... Poker.

I can't tell you what any of the apostles are doing in the last supper.

But I can tell you that the little white bulldog is holding an ace under the

table.

See?

That's fun. I'm engaged. There's awe and wonderment. That other stuff is just

all ritual and punishment. And it's way too weird and way too serious.

Well, it is.

Go to bed.

Aren't you a bunch of lovely young ladies?

Excited about the prom?

It's coming up.

But some of you even have your gowns.

Who's taking you, Sue?

Tommy Roth.

Helen?

Must be Roy Everts.

Chris.

I imagine you can take your pick.

Who's the lucky guy?

Billy Nolan.

Who? Billy Nolan.

Isn't he the lucky one?

Mr. Jonathan?

Oh, yes, dear.

Can you show me how to do a search?

Hey, I've got an idea.

How about today we skip softball?

Yeah. And make boutonnieres for your prom dates instead.

Hmm?

We can make them out of these.

I'm leaving.

You can't hit us. I barely touched you.

You'll get canned for this. See if you don't, you bitch. I don't really care,

Hargensen. If you or any... If any of you think I'm wearing my teacher hat

now, you're sadly mistaken.

I want you all to know what you did on Friday was a really nasty thing.

Did you stop to think that Carrie White might have feelings?

Do any of you ever stop to think?

Sue?

Helen? Tina?

Oh, you think she's ugly, don't you?

Well, you're ugly.

I thought just how ugly all of you are Friday morning. You can't talk to us

this. My dad's a lawyer. Shut up!

Open your mouth one more time.

I'll punch you up.

Now my punishment.

For this little stunt you pulled.

With three days suspension and refusal of your prom tickets.

That would have hit you where you lived, wouldn't it?

And you would deserve it, too.

Unfortunately, our administration is staffed entirely by men. I don't think

have the slightest idea how nasty what you did was.

So you'll get a week's detention.

But it's my detention.

In the gym.

Fifty minutes.

Every day. And I'm going to run you ragged.

I won't come.

Well, that's up to you, Chris.

That's up to all of you.

Punishment for skipping detention is three -day suspension and refusal of

prom ticket.

Get the picture?

Right.

Change up.

Think about what I said.

She can't get away with this.

If we all just stick together, we can make that up. No.

Shut up.

This isn't over.

This is so...

You and Christine Hargensen.

Friends until the end?

Wouldn't say that.

What would you say?

We had our differences.

Differences about Carrie White?

Differences about a lot of things.

I played with Barbie. She played with horses.

She's a back -to -front. I'm a front -to -back.

You know a girl named Donna Kellogg?

Yeah.

I know Kellogg.

Every guy in school had a bowl of her cereal.

She moved to Rhode Island junior year.

What about her?

She got an email from Chris about four days before the prom.

What did it say?

Dear Dirty Donna, so I'm out of the prom, but they're not going to get away

it. I don't know exactly what we're going to do, but I guarantee you

going to get a big, expletive surprise.

Now, what do you suppose she meant by that?

They're the rain barbs. That's when you don't do anything at all.

Hitler's mustache.

The landing strip.

The Brazil.

Brazil?

What does Brazil have to do with getting your area waxed? Is it like the shape

of the country?

It's because the bikinis in Brazil are so small you have to wax everything off

to wear one.

Oh.

Where's Brazil anyway?

Chris is deaf today? I just, I don't think she's going to be using it since

got her kicked out of school.

What? Okay, well, just let me know if you change your mind.

All right, butts in the seats.

Six molecules of water plus six molecules of carbon

dioxide produces one molecule of sugar and six molecules of oxygen.

What am I talking about?

Photosynthesis.

Good. Photosynthesis.

What? What?

Now, it's carried out by many different organisms ranging from plants to

bacteria. The main effect of photosynthesis is to increase the

carbon dioxide, CO2, in the atmosphere.

That's known form of photosynthesis. This is the one tried out by Higher

Analogy, as well as by Anobacteria and Relatives.

Thank you.

You better get to your next class.

Here's what I want.

What? Prom tickets for my daughter.

A girl's senior prom is important to her, and Chris is very upset.

And she shouldn't have skipped attention.

I was talking to you, Miss Desjardins.

When I am, you'll know because I'll be looking at you.

Two.

No contract renewal for Miss Desjardins.

Well, she's already been reprimanded. Not good enough.

This was her first year at UL?

Yes, and we're very pleased.

You're pleased?

With teachers who throw students against lockers and then assault them with

feminine hygiene products?

Well, that is a slightly exaggerated version of a vent. Is it?

Yes. It is.

Besides, the state acknowledges the school's title to in local parenthesis.

We succeed to pull parental rights during school hours. You might look at

Clarkson County School District versus Crane.

Oh.

The Crane case you administrators are so fond of quoting doesn't cover anything

remotely concerned with physical or verbal abuse.

Lewiston School District versus David does. Are you familiar with that one?

Uh, yes.

Then I don't have to tell you who won.

If I took you to court on this, I could walk out with Desjardins' dismissal and

a hefty damage settlement in my pocket.

But I don't want to be vindictive.

So if I don't agree to your demands, you will take me to court?

To court we'd go.

For physical and verbal abuse?

Is that right?

I thought you were.

Mr. Harkinson.

Are you aware that your daughter and her friend cornered one of their classmates

in the ladies' locker room, a girl named Carrie White?

She was having her first period, and she thought she was dying.

Anyway, they cornered her, and they yelled obscenities at her, and then they

filled her locker up with tampons and wrote, slug it up, on the door. Are you

aware of that?

I'm not a lawyer, Mr. Harkinson, but that sounds a lot like physical and

abuse to me.

I'm not going to sit here and listen to half -truths. I think I know my daughter

well enough to know... I don't think you know your daughter quite as well as you

might think, if I may.

Let's see.

Four years.

Graduates in May.

Tested IQ 140.

Detention 73.

20 for harassment of other students.

By the way, your daughter.

File.

Oh, and look at that.

Despite a C average, she's been admitted to Oberlin.

Want some strength, John?

I'll see you in court.

Court it is.

Oh, and Mr. Hargensen, the minute you file for damages on the grounds of

physical and verbal abuse, I will cross -file against your daughter on those

same grounds on behalf of Carrie White and the other 19 students in this

Parent -teacher night is the first Tuesday of even -numbered months.

Hope you stop by.

Did you already say, I'll see you in court?

Hey.

Sue, over here.

Hey, Sue.

Hey, Billy.

Heard you dry heaved in detention.

Heard your dad dropped a lawsuit.

It doesn't matter, though. We're going to crash the prom anyway, you know, like

in protest or something.

Good luck with that.

I'm totally joking.

Oh, and thanks for having my back with Desjardins.

Maybe if I wasn't the only one who skipped attention, we could have made a

point. I think the rest of us kind of wanted to go to the prom, Chris.

Besides, what we did sucked.

That's such a load of crap. It's Carrie White's fault.

She walks around like she gets her math and go bless down a fully family.

She freaked out. Cut her some slack. No, she's always freaking out.

Like that time when she had that seizure and told everyone she was speaking in

tongues. Maybe she thought she was speaking in tongues.

Oh, please. She's been working that martyr bit since the first grade, and

sick of it.

Yeah, you'll be strong.

Look, where do you get off acting so righteous all of a sudden?

I seem to remember you were in there chanting with the rest of us.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're right.

Look, Tommy's waiting, so I'll see you later, okay?

Carrie? Have you said your prayers?

I'm saying them now, Mama.

I'm talking to you.

I said I'm saying them now!

Are

you

high?

Seriously, are you high?

No.

We should have a rule. If they do something in a Freddie Prinze Jr. movie,

not allowed to do it in real life.

What are you talking about?

You want me to take Carrie White to the prom.

Yeah.

It's like in that movie.

Freddie bets this dude that he can turn some she -geek into the prom queen.

Except, unlike Carrie White, this chick's a supermodel, but we're not

to know it because she's like... Wearing glasses or something.

Anyway, it's a bad idea.

It's a good idea.

It's totally mean.

She'll think it's a joke and so will everyone else.

Just leave her alone.

She won't think it's a joke if you don't make it a joke.

Ask her.

She'll say no.

She'll say yes.

She likes you.

You're cute and non -threatening.

Take her to the prom.

Take her and be nice to her and hold her hand.

Please?

Perry. Sorry.

What are you reading?

Nothing. Just something about sewing.

How you been?

Okay.

So if you don't have a date for prom, you want to go with me?

What? Prom.

It's on Friday. I know it's kind of late notice and all, but... I don't like

being tricked.

Carrie.

Hey, Carrie, it's... Carrie.

Carrie.

Does everyone think they can go on playing tricks on me?

It's not a trick.

I know who you hang around with.

Who I hang around with has nothing to do with this.

I'm asking you because I want to.

Why? Because you're different.

I don't mean that in a bad way.

It's actually kind of cool.

Like anti -establishment or something.

Okay, you're not different. You're, uh...

Mysterious.

How's that?

What about Sue Snow?

What about her?

She's her girlfriend.

Why aren't you taking her?

She doesn't want to go.

I asked her if I could take you and she said it was...

A really good idea.

Why would you say that?

Can you keep a secret?

I mean, if it gets back to Sue that I told you this, she'll kill me.

I won't tell.

She thinks you're really interesting.

She says you've got a lot more going on than people know.

And I think a part of her wants to see the look on Chris Hargensen's face when

she finds out that you're going to prom and she isn't.

I would love to. I would.

Then say yes.

No.

It would be a nightmare.

Come on.

Today is the last day to buy tickets.

I'm going to be late for class.

Will you?

I can't.

You're going.

They'll laugh.

No one will laugh.

If they do, I'll kick their ass.

Okay.

Is that a yes?

Yes. I'll go.

I'll pick you up at 7 .30.

Thank you.

It's going to be fun.

Don't worry.

Do you know what it means to conspire, Sue?

Yeah. It's like when you plot to do something behind someone's back.

You make a secret plan to commit an awful act.

What did I just say?

You see, some people are having trouble believing that you had your boyfriend,

Tommy, take Carrie White to the prom out of the kindness of your heart.

What does that book mean?

Well, both Tommy and Chris are friends of yours.

Look, I told you, okay? Chris and I had a falling out.

I'd like to believe that, but... So the going theory is that the three of you

conspired to get Carrie White to the prom so you could humiliate her.

And then something went wrong and a lot of people were killed.

You haven't touched for Kay?

Betty Crocker.

Kay gives me pimples.

That's the Lord's way of baptizing him.

Mama?

Yes?

I got invited to the prom.

He's a real nice boy.

He promised he'd come in and meet you. No.

He said he would have me home by 11. No, no, no.

I've already accepted.

I have to try to get along with people, Mama.

I'm not like you.

I'm weird.

I mean, everybody thinks I'm weird.

And I don't want to be.

I want to try and be normal.

You're not going. It's evil and it's a sin.

Everything isn't a sin, Mama. Go to your closet and pray.

No! You're not going and that's final.

Mama!

I'm not done talking yet.

Please

sit

and talk with me.

I want to start living my own life.

I don't like yours.

Witch. I'm not a witch. I just... Sometimes...

I can move things.

I should have known when you let the fire come.

It never dies.

I'm not the only one, Mama. Other people can do it, too. I read about them on

the Internet.

The Internet.

Things are going to change around here, Mama.

That boy.

He's like all the rest. I don't care.

He asked me to go, and I'm going, and you can't stop me.

I don't want to talk about it anymore.

You look at a girl like Carrie White, you don't know if you want to laugh or

feel sorry for her.

She's just sort of pathetic.

I have another one.

They're really good.

Not right now.

I mean, I have nothing against her.

I'm sad she died and all, but I'm sad everyone died, you know?

How well did you know Christine Hargensen and Sue Snell?

I had a few glasses with them, but we weren't really friends.

They were ultras.

Ultras?

Ultra popular, ultra pretty, ultra et cetera.

And you weren't?

In your class president.

Apparently it wasn't cool to be passionate about school spirit.

I see.

I was really close.

You got your jocks and your ultras at the top of the food chain.

Then your student body leader.

such as myself, and then the Brains and then the Geeks, which is a subtle

distinction, because Brains tend to be more aesthetically pleasing and less

likely to join the marching band or choir.

And where was Carrie White on this food chain?

As far down as you can go.

She was a plath.

I mean, everyone made fun of her, especially the ultras.

Did Chris or Sue ever give you any indication that they were planning to

Carrie?

You think what happened, you think that was all because someone wanted to hurt

Carrie?

I'm a senior.

What kind of counseling?

Like a guidance counselor?

Oh.

No.

Nothing like that.

They know what's happening to me.

Um, so... If I just think it's real and it's not, how would I know?

I mean, it feels real.

We're not supposed to move that far.

I was talking to my mom. Didn't sound like you were talking to your mom.

We were having a fight.

I always fight with my mom.

I always hang up on her, too.

So, I take it you've leveled out since last Friday?

Your little episode?

You went all fetal in the shower.

What about it?

Well, you have to admit, you totally overreacted. You know, we were just

around. We wouldn't give you a hard time if we didn't like you.

I mean, we all really like you. You know that, right?

What do you want?

Don't get all pissy. I'm only trying to be nice.

Hello. Are your boobs sore?

What?

You look a little bloated.

When I'm bloated, my boobs get really sore.

You're only supposed to take, like, two ibuprofen. I take three.

Got that from Sue.

She's like a total junkie.

Now that you guys are all cozy, she'll have you tossing them back like

wafers.

I'm not cozy with Sue Snow.

Really? She's acting like you're her new best friend.

Don't get me wrong. I think it's great.

Just don't let her turn you into another one of her projects.

Did she say it was a project?

It's her M .O.

Helen was a project.

I was a project.

She practically talked me into getting Botox last summer. Can you believe that?

Maybe she thought you needed it.

I'm just saying that she has a hard time accepting people for who they are.

Being her friend can be a little on the demeaning side.

Especially when everyone in school knows why she's being your friend.

Oh, and tell Sue she can say all she wants about me, but at least when I'm

a bitch, I'll cop to it.

Bye.

Hi. Hi.

So, you come here often?

No.

You, uh, have trouble coloring inside the lines.

You know, you might want to try something a little less drastic.

Um, like this one.

Curve it around the bow of your lips.

Like so.

And... Now rub them together.

And smack.

There you go.

You can add some lip liner for a little extra drama.

Oh.

That's... That's... Not what that's for.

Have you picked out your dress?

No, but I found one that I like. What color?

I can't decide.

Well, I don't know. If you want to, we could do a fashion consultation thing.

We could even model.

I don't think I want to model.

Well, anyway, I'm really glad that you're going to the prom.

Why? I just thought you'd have a good time, that's all.

Why?

Why do you care if I have a good time?

I mean, you never really talked to me before, and the only reason you're

probably talking to me now is because none of your friends are around.

Look, if you don't want to go, then don't go.

No, I didn't say I don't want to go. I just wish I was going because someone

liked me, not because someone feels sorry for me.

This is not a pity thing.

I don't feel sorry for you.

Yes, you do.

You feel sorry for me because you think you're better than me.

I don't think I'm better than you.

It's okay.

Everyone does.

Doesn't mean it's true, though.

I really like this color.

Thank you for helping me pick it out.

We don't have that much time.

Be careful with that.

Everybody's been talking. What are they saying?

That you and Carrie White are having a lesbian affair and you had Tommy take

to prom to throw people off.

It's just that Carrie satisfies me in a way no one else can. I bet.

I just, I feel bad about what happened.

Great, so you're a Santa moral bitching. Something like that.

Lady, more milk? It looks like you might be running a little low.

I can't believe Tommy's going along with it.

He's been very agreeable since we started having sex.

Right on.

Has Chris said anything?

Only that she hates your guy.

Oh.

Think she might try something?

I don't know.

Get your 9 -1 -1.

Ever a photomat. Let me just reiterate. Oh, my God.

What?

What? Over here. No, we'll have an aneurysm if she sees us. I just saw her

into the crowd.

Oh, so, what's this? Nothing.

Just the king and queen balance for prom.

David and Rachel.

No way Rachel's in drama prom.

Peter and Myler, no.

Frank and Jessica, maybe.

Roy and Helen, forget it.

Tommy and Sue, I didn't think... Oh, that's the old ballad. This new ballad,

as I like to call it, Ballad 2 .0.

Tommy and Carrie?

That bitch. I know.

Like the whole world's gonna see.

Tina?

You're a peach.

I gotta make a phone call.

Okay.

Hey, Billy.

It's Chris.

You're never going to get away with that.

You ready? Oh.

Want some tea, Mama?

Mama?

Do you like this one? Or this one?

I think this one's real pretty.

It's godless.

It's not godless, Mama.

I wish you could be happy for me.

There's a mark on you now.

This one's prettier.

Woe to the woman who makes garments with lustful purpose, for she is prideful

and curses and rejects the Lord.

Sometimes I think you make those things up.

Ezekiel, chapter 13. Read it for yourself.

I'll read it later.

Read it now.

I'm busy, Mama.

You've gone so far astray, I fear for you.

You really think I'm going to burn in hell, Mama, just for going to my prom?

I don't want to think about what's going to happen to you.

Sin knows you now. It'll find you.

Your sin will find you, Carrie.

And when it does, not even Jesus can help you.

Jesus will help me.

He will help me if I really need him.

Not if he doesn't love you anymore.

Jesus loves everybody, Mama.

Even me.

I'm impressed, Jackie.

I am impressed.

Four counts of possession.

One with intent to sell.

Vandalism.

Disturbing of peace. Drunk and disorderly.

Your parents must be awfully proud of you.

My parents died when I was six.

That's funny now, is it?

Well, it sure is funny, Odd, because I just talked to Louise and Jackie Sr.

not an hour ago.

Both very much alive and very concerned.

Jackie, you ever pal around with a fella named Billy Nolan?

How about Christine Harkinson?

Sue Snell.

Hey, have you ever been up to Erwin Hinty's pig farm? Up in North

No. You've never been up there?

Well, see, Hinty had, uh, he didn't have any security system. So people were

knocking fences down and stealing hogs and all kinds of things.

Is that so? Yeah.

So what do you think he does?

He installs one of those expensive, high -tech security systems.

Oh, man.

It's got one of those really cool cameras that take pictures in the dark.

doggone it, they don't look like they were taken in broad daylight. Look at

there. Look at the detail on that. You can just about count the hairs on that

picture now, can't you?

I thought this one was particularly good of you.

Huh? What did you think?

Of course, here's the one all three of you there. You got, uh, here's you and

Chris and Billy. Looking pretty chummy.

How come there's no picture of Sue?

Huh. Was she waiting in the car?

What?

Sue Snell. Where's she?

How could I know? She wasn't even there.

Well, it was my understanding that Sue and Chris planned the whole thing.

Dude, you don't know what you're talking about.

Dude, ain't this a lot of work for a joke?

Are you whiffing out?

No, uh -uh, I was just saying.

I mean, it's a good joke.

Hurry up. You want to do this?

Then shut your pie hole.

When are you ready, man?

I can't.

You do it.

Are you kidding me?

Dude, don't look at me.

I don't believe you.

Take it.

Seriously, take it.

Fine.

But you gotta cut his throat.

No way.

Don't tell me no way. You're doing it.

Dude. Why are you still talking?

Do it.

You're doing it.

Little pigs, little pigs, let me in.

Not by the hair on your chinny chin chin.

Get out, pup.

Get out, pup.

And I'll bash your brains in.

And he's gonna drop a hot stack when he sees it.

I should have known it would be red.

It's pink, Mama.

I can see your dirty pillows.

Everyone will.

They're called breasts, Mama.

All the girls have them. They're very fashionable these days.

Take off the dress.

No.

I don't want to lose you, Karen.

Now I'm begging you.

Take off that dress. No, Mama.

We can burn it together and pray for forgiveness.

Please, don't be like them.

I'll try to be home by 11.

I'll call you if I'm going to be later.

They'll laugh at you.

They always have.

Go away, Mommy. You're making me nervous.

Burn the dress, Carrie. It's the only way. Burn it and pray for forgiveness.

Go away!

Jezebel fell from the tower, and so will you in the Bible.

Hello?

Just a minute.

Are you okay?

So, did your ceiling, like, just collapse or something?

Yes. Yes, my ceiling just collapsed.

Whoa.

Can I see it?

No.

You look... really beautiful.

But you... I... Do you want your corsage?

After you.

Quarter to eight.

Hey, quarter to eight. I heard you.

Say something, dude. God.

Maybe it's a bad idea.

It's a good idea.

It is a really good joke.

Totally good joke.

Take blood for a pig.

Blood? Nothing.

Get dressed.

I just can't quite figure you out.

I'm an enigma.

No, you're just hiding something.

I'm not hiding anything.

Yeah, you are.

I used to think...

that you were a part of Christine Hargenson's agenda, but Jackie Talbot

pretty much exonerated you.

I'm not hiding anything.

It just seems strange to me that you're not more upset.

It's been two weeks.

They've had all the funerals. Am I supposed to wear black for the rest of

life? No, that's not what's bothering me.

Then what is?

You've just been through...

The single most traumatic experience of your life. Knock wood.

You got something more important on your mind.

Nervous?

Yes.

Don't be.

Just pretend you're somebody else. You know, like you're meeting people for the

first time or something.

Maybe you should do an accent.

No, don't do an accent. That's dumb.

But... You know what I mean.

Like pigmalion?

Pig what?

My fair lady.

Oh, yeah, I guess.

So, don't be nervous.

Are you ready?

Can we just sit here for a few more seconds?

Okay, I'm ready.

Uh, wait.

Who said she'd...

cut off my boys if I wasn't a perfect gentleman.

Okay?

Pull the rope when they play the school song.

Pull it hard.

It'll be a little slack, but not much.

When you feel the bucket go, run.

Don't stick around to see what happens.

You got it?

Yes.

If you get caught, and even mention my

name,

I'll kill you.

I mean it.

This is a criminal assault.

Okay. God.

Okay.

This is gonna be good.

Definitely.

What's up, Ross?

You look good enough to eat, honey. Some would say I am delicious.

Okay, if you knew how many people seriously thought you were gay, you

be joking about it.

If they decide to run away together, I'll dance with you.

Where'd you get that dress?

I made it. Shut up.

You shut up.

Seriously, you made that? I did. I... I like to sew.

It's a real simple pattern.

Look at your ass!

What?

Okay, now who's gay, right?

Okay, after seeing your ass, the whole nun in street clothes thing, no longer

acceptable. Oh, God, here comes Norma. She's too short.

That was a compliment.

Carrie?

You look so different.

I can't believe that.

Hi, Mama. Hi.

She's glowing, don't you think? You're glowing.

Oh.

Well, I gotta get back. Isn't this exciting? I am so excited.

Okay, bye.

Do you want some punch?

Yes, please.

Carrie? Hi, Miss Desjardins.

You look very pretty.

Thank you.

You look... You look amazing.

That's very nice of you.

I know it's not true, but thank you. For God's sake, take a compliment. I

wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it.

Thank you.

Do you mind if I sit down?

My feet are killing me.

I remember my prom.

My date brought a toy gun so he could pose like James Bond for the picture.

Oh.

He sounds like fun.

Yeah.

They arrested him.

I didn't have anybody to dance with. Spent the entire night alone until my

father picked me up.

I'm sorry.

It's just a dance.

I mean, it's special and all.

But it's not that special.

So are you excited about graduation?

I don't know.

I couldn't wait to graduate.

Really? Oh, yeah. I hated high school.

Oh, God.

I do, too.

I know you're not supposed to say that, but I do. I hate it so much.

Preaching to the choir.

No offense.

Just remember, nothing that happens up until now matters after graduation.

Nothing. Except, you know, like, studying and good grades.

You take what you want, and you leave the rest behind.

You never even have to see any of these people again if you don't want to.

I don't? No.

Oh, but I highly recommend the ten -year reunion.

Why?

Everybody's different.

People will say, oh, my God, so -and -so hasn't changed at all, but they're

lying.

Everybody changes, and not always for the better.

Like... Those girls over there, right now they're at their peak.

They'll never be more pretty or more popular.

And in ten years, they'll be fat.

And the fat girls, some of them will be thin. And the cute boys will be bald.

And the jocks will have beer bellies. It's fantastic.

Really? I swear to God.

And the ones who are miserable, turn out just fine.

They do.

So enjoy yourself.

Try not to take it too seriously.

It'll be over before you know it.

Hey, Misty.

Hey, Tommy.

Don't you look nice.

Thanks. Can I talk to you for a second?

Sure.

I'm having fun?

Yeah. Good.

I just thought you should know.

If you show Carrie anything less than the time of her life, I'll see to it

personally. You're expelled.

Do you understand the words that just came out of my mouth?

Yes.

Then go dance with her.

Stick to the slow songs.

She'll look stupid dancing to anything fast.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

So, do you want to dance?

No.

Do you?

Not really.

But it is our senior prom.

I can't dance. It's a slow song.

So all we have to do is stand close to each other and shift our weight from

to foot.

Like everybody else's do.

It requires no skill.

Okay.

Here. Turn here.

See?

Nothing to it.

Yeah. Thank you.

For what?

For everything.

For taking me to the prom.

For being so nice to me.

I know that you don't like me.

Like Dad.

But... But I'm glad I got to be your date tonight.

Me too.

I'm gonna let you pull the rope.

Your

attention

please.

We're on here.

Yeah, I saw that.

Can we decline?

Hell no.

If you win, all you do is sit up there for this full song, wave some scepter

around, and look like a jackass.

Oh, and then you get your picture taken for the yearbook so everyone can see you

look like a jackass. Yes.

Oh, yeah, and then you get to lead a dance.

Who do we vote for?

Ourselves, duh.

Well, isn't that like voting for Ralph Nader? Who?

Well, I'm voting for you.

False modesty sucks.

I found these in the dumpster behind what's left of the gym.

I can't believe you touched those. They're probably swimming with disease.

You recognize them?

They're prom ballots.

I'm the one that Xeroxed them.

According to these, Frank and Jessica were elected king and queen of the prom.

I counted those ballots myself. Mr.

Morton checked my work.

Tommy and Carrie won fair and square.

I'm guessing by a landslide.

Yeah? And that doesn't seem odd to you?

I just figured they were pity votes.

They're not pity votes, Norma.

Somebody switched the ballot.

It's time to announce our elected royalty.

Oh my God, it's working.

Playing the school song.

Pull it now.

Pull it now.

I knew it.

I knew you were going to check it out.

Well, I'm not pulling it for you.

This is your thing.

That bucket can sit up there until graduation for all I care.

You're kind of this.

The court requests that you leave them in debt.

Big, big, big, big.

Look at me!

I can barely feel his health. We need to get him to stop.

Stay here. Don't go away. I'll be right back.

Just get up!

You come with me, okay?

Everybody go!

When did you first realize that something was wrong?

When I heard the siren.

Hill tank's down. The school just went up.

Gymnasium is gone.

What happened to the school? Go home. There's nothing you can do here.

Come on, go. People move back.

What's your problem, man?

Chamberlain burning up, man.

Whole damn town.

School gutted.

What? They said people at the prom were trapped.

Only like 11 of them got out. Everybody else was cooked.

Dude, the ones that got out told the police

something about a prank.

Don't talk to anybody.

And what are we going to do?

We're going to go into town and we're going to watch the fires.

And I took... The Lord says thou

shalt not suffer a witch to live.

I'm not a witch, Mama.

Please tell me what happened.

You were weak.

The Lord.

My... The

Lord.

The Lord.

When was the last time you saw Carrie White alive?

At school.

Before the prom.

You told Sheriff Doyle you saw her after the prom.

Right before the Critter King blew.

It was dark.

I saw a girl in a dress.

You said you saw Carrie White.

I was wrong.

What's the matter anyway? Carrie's dead.

It matters because we still haven't figured out what happened on prom night.

And it also matters because we still haven't identified Carrie White's body.

to go what happened

what happened what did i do

you have to go okay

you ever see something you can't explain

i'm not talking about a strange light in the sky or jesus's face on a tortilla

I'm talking about something that's not supposed to happen.

Like, in reality.

You mean like a miracle?

Something else.

Do you ever think the reason that you can't explain what happened on prom

is because what happened wasn't natural?

Two weeks ago, I saw... steel desk move across the floor without anyone touching

it five inches i measured carrie

white was in the room when it happened 234 people died and you're trying to

me on some weekly world news headlines i don't need you to tell me how many

people died half of them were kids i saw every day i am truly sorry for your

loss mr jardin i am

But that doesn't change the fact that someone's still unaccounted for.

This girl is one of eight missing persons.

But the problem is, we only got seven bodies.

Now, you're implying what exactly?

I'm not implying anything.

I'm just giving you the facts.

And what did you see on prom night?

I was hanging from an air vent.

pissing my pants trying not to get electrocuted i didn't see anything might

well tell you it was poltergeist but you don't believe that right no you believe

it was carrie white

It wasn't your fault.

It wasn't all your fault.

We shouldn't be here.

People thinking your dad is sort of contingent on nobody seeing you alive.

Where am I gonna go?

Am I where they don't know you?

I'll drive you as far as Florida.

Then I have to come back.

who never dies.

Bad dream?

Are you okay?

Do you want me to pull over?

No

to be found.