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[operator] Nine-one-one. What's your emergency?

[man breathing heavily] Hello?

There's a... there's a fire. Real bad fire.

Ewen High School, in the... in the gym.

[operator] You said Ewen High School?

[man] Yes. Senior prom, and the whole gym is on fire.

[operator] You said Ewen High School?

[man] I'm in the parking lot right now, but nobody's coming out.

[operator 2] Nine-one-one. What's your emergency?

- [woman] My God. They're dead. - [sirens blaring]

[operator 2] You said someone's dead. Where are you?

[woman] I'm at the prom. Ewen High prom.

They're-they're all dead inside.

I... I think, like, the whole school's on fire.

[operator 3] Nine-one-one. What's your emergency?

[woman 2] Yeah, um, I'm on Main and Market in downtown Chamberlain.

There's a-- I don't know, the-the whole street's on fire.

[operator 3] Main Street and Market Street in Chamberlain?

[woman 2] Yes. I mean, it's all downtown.

All downtown is on fucking fire.

And the street caved in. The goddamned street caved in.

There's dead bodies on the street!

[Adelaide] Caitlin is gonna hand you a microphone, if you could just--

[Caitlin] Run this under your...

[Sue] There's one thing no one understands about what happened here in Chamberlain.

The police don't get it.

The press don't get it. The scientists don't get it.

And you won't get it, either.

[Adelaide] What is it, Sue?

What is the one thing no one understands?

Two hundred deaths.

The destruction of the entire town.

It's so easy to forget...

...we were kids.

We were kids.

We were kids just trying to do our best.

[birds chirping]

[radio host] My friends, we live in a dangerous, dangerous world.

And it turns out the meek don't inherit the Earth.

The meek are grist for the mill.

Nowhere is safe, not the office,

not the school, not your church, not even your phone.

But you're crazy to say "Illuminati."

Yeah, sure, you're crazy to say a shadowy group of protofeminists

control the Western world.

Which was debunked by the MSM for 40 years

before, whoops, it turns out the Five Eyes were real,

and, whoops, we couldn't tell you about it because we need

- to maintain a strategic advantage... - [truck engine starts]

during the Cold War, so sure,

we spied on our own people, but it was to protect you.

You can be protected by giving us

your fingerprints and your blood and your preferences

and your passwords, every keystroke, every sentence you utter within 30 feet

of not just yours but anyone's cell phone.

- [construction machinery rumbling] - [busy chatter]

[construction noise muffled]

[low rumbling]

[muffled clattering]

[indistinct shouting]

[indistinct shouting]

Call an ambulance!

[Katt] Did Mr. White ever mention anyone to you?

A boyfriend, girlfriend?

Someone's got to claim the body.

I don't know.

I didn't really know Ralph. I don't think anyone did.

Didn't you drive him home a couple times?

Sure, that time his transmission went out.

He barely said a word.

He was a vet. I know that.

Marines, I think.

Bit of a doomsday prepper.

He'd be pissed it was gravity that got him and not the government.

Did he rent or own?

No idea.

Look, we tried to fold him in,

asked him out for beers, told him to come sit with us at lunch.

The man just wasn't having it.

I'm sorry he died, though.

[Eleanor] He's been here almost

20 years, I think.

Not quite sure.

He handled all the maintenance himself, apparently.

He ever talk about extended family, where he's from?

Anything, Miss...

Snell. Eleanor.

No, I never met him.

I just manage the property, collect rent for the owners.

I assume it's okay, you going through his things without a warrant?

[door creaking]

[indistinct police radio chatter]

[door closes]

Oh.

He's got something on the glass.

Bubble wrap?

[clock ticking]

[radio chatter continues]

[Eleanor] I thought he lived alone.

Hello?

Police officers.

[distant thumping]

Hey.

Hey, it's okay.

We're not gonna hurt you.

What's your name?

[atmospheric music playing]

What's your name, sweetheart?

[inhales sharply]

[♪ Someone sings "Forget Forgive"]

[Adelaide] I would like it very much, Sue,

if you would tell me more about Carrie White.

♪ Strange things...

What do you want to know?

[Adelaide] Every single thing.

She was real quiet.

Like, real shy.

She was a bully.

[student] She was, like,

genuinely kind.

She was a troublemaker. Her beef with Chris Hargensen?

She had her own army by the end.

She was a victim.

She was a hero.

She was a monster.

She was my friend.

[Piper] You read about things

like this, that family in California, the Turpin case?

Thirteen kids lived their whole lives in captivity in a four-bedroom house,

and neighbors had no clue.

Thirteen kids,

chained to the beds, middle of the suburbs.

You know, being a social worker, you never think it can happen in your town.

"No, we'd notice," you think.

[Adelaide] But no one did notice, did they?

♪ Look close...

[Piper] Carrie White was born in the upstairs bedroom,

and she essentially never left that house.

She didn't even have a birth certificate.

Yeah, they were a...

a cult of three.

No phones, no evening news,

no Internet, no social media.

Except for Ralph, that is.

She was

so stunningly uninformed.

Which made it all the more remarkable

that she was as open as she was.

As... as curious.

I mean, the first thing she ever said to me,

her dad's just died,

her house is full of strangers,

her life's been completely broken open,

and she looks me in the eyes and she says...

Are you okay?

You look worried.

And so do they.

[indistinct police radio chatter]

We are all a little surprised.

We didn't know you and your mom were here.

We're all just so sorry about your dad.

[Margaret] They just let themselves in.

There's no knock. There's no warrant.

You have to announce yourself.

That is required by law.

The landlord honestly thought the house was empty.

Why would anybody hide when agents of the state storm their home?

You watch the so-called news, you tell me.

[Piper] Carrie, have you ever been to school?

Of course. Every day.

[Margaret] She's testing two grades ahead.

Did you file a private school affidavit?

It's a state requirement to homeschool.

- Test her. Go on, test her. - [indistinct chatter]

Excuse me! Do not touch those!

Just moving them out of the way.

Those belong to my husband.

You're not to move them.

[Piper] There was no physical abuse.

The way we saw it, Margaret White was also a victim.

She hadn't left the house in years. She had an expired license.

And she was smart.

She bottled her anger when it suited her.

She was downright demure for the judge.

Ralph White didn't have life insurance, and it would be six months before they got

the workman's comp payout, at least,

so we had two conditions.

Margaret kept custody, but she had to work.

First time in 15 years.

And Carrie had to go to school.

[♪ Katie Garfield sings "Weightless"]

♪ Breathe you in ♪

♪ just so I can breathe ♪

What happens happens.

- ♪ This world gets warmer ♪ - [takes deep breath]

♪ every day...

Hey, I'm showing two houses this afternoon,

so I will not be here when you get home.

Shit, I'm late.

- Language. - "Shit, I'm late."

Tabby!

I'll wrap yours in a burrito. You can eat it in the car.

[Eleanor] That girl, the prayer closet girl,

I think she's starting school today. Just be nice to her, okay?

If you could have seen her house...

Why wouldn't I be?

♪ I'm weightless ♪

♪ Weightless ♪

♪ Weightless...

Still nothing on the portal.

Early decisions were supposed to be up before Christmas.

Isn't there, like, someone you can call or something?

Build them a new gym?

Breakfast?

Yeah. Have some cereal.

Mom says first days are always crepe days,

ringing in another "crepe-y" semester.

Well, maybe that'll scrape her off of Kent Kirby's prick, huh?

Tell her she's missing crepe day.

Shit, I'm sorry, honey.

She'll be back.

Sometimes...

people just have to get things out of their system.

That's all it is.

Well, you know, they say skipping breakfast means a higher risk of obesity.

You want a fat little daughter rolling around your alma mater next year or--

You can eat cereal for one day, for fuck's sake, Christine.

[gentle music playing]

[birds chirping]

[Margaret] Carietta, breakfast!

[Carrie] I'm just feeding the birds.

[Margaret] Fourteen an hour doesn't leave much,

but I will save as much as I can.

We demonstrate enough savings, appeal the ruling,

and things will go back to normal soon enough.

This is one semester.

This is two at most.

[knock on door]

Ms. Piper. Come in.

- Thanks. - What are you doing here?

[Margaret] She's required to be here.

Don't mistake it for a friendly visit.

[sighs] Wow, that is a... that's a pretty dress.

Um, so, you excited, kiddo?

Now, remember, they're all just coming back from winter break,

so it's trips and families and stuff,

so it's gonna be a little new for everybody, not just you.

Uh, Mama said that I might be the youngest

- in my class. - No, no. Um,

Ewen has, uh, a few classes, it's just a handful,

of what they call composite classes.

So that's, uh, study halls and gym.

They mix all the grades together.

So, uh, it's just a few classes, but you're-you're not gonna be the youngest.

- Time to get going. - Hey, you're gonna be fine.

Now.

- Boots. - Yeah.

- [♪ Haute & Freddy sing "Femme Hysteria"] - ♪ Oh, my God, femme hysteria ♪

♪ It's like a scarlet letter on my heart ♪

♪ All the rage...

- [song continues muffled] - [dog barking]

Hey, someone should tell your mom

no one's gonna buy a house from a woman in that blazer.

[Sue] They still haven't updated the admissions portal.

- It's supposed to be up by now. - Yeah, my dad's gonna call again.

Can I have half? I'm starving.

- Mm. - Thank you.

You put in the roommate request on yours, right?

We both have to put it in for them to do it.

Yeah, of course.

It's you and me, Snell, ride or die.

♪ Oh, my God, femme hysteria ♪

♪ It's like a scarlet...

[music playing quietly over truck stereo]

- [engine shuts off] - [music stops]

[Margaret] You remember what I told you.

Have pity on them. Most of them aren't awake.

Even the teachers.

Especially the teachers.

Don't let them confuse you.

And the boys...

Just don't be a damned fool.

[unbuckles seat belt]

Have a good day at work, Mama.

[♪ Haute & Freddy sing "Do You Remember the Lilacs"]

[students chattering indistinctly]

♪ Do you remember the lilacs? ♪

♪ Sweet summer feels just drifting away ♪

♪ We were back at the waves high ♪

♪ The way they crashed against your skin made the earth quake ♪

♪ And when you said my name ♪

♪ The memories I know ♪

- ♪ Then I could hold on to ♪ - [scanner whines]

♪ a piece of you ♪

♪ Still dancing in a crowded room...

[indistinct chatter]

[security guard] Go through.

[scanner beeps]

Stand here.

- Wait. - Come on.

Back it up.

Don't touch the wand, please.

Oh.

[scanner whines, beeps]

Show me.

I'm sorry, what?

Show me what's on your chest.

No, just... pull down your collar.

Yeah, if the staff want to see your tits, we usually do it

in the parking lot between classes.

Oh, that's your problem, honey.

You want something higher-end.

You know, precious metals don't set it off.

Oh, don't be a bitch, bitch.

- [Chris] I am helping her. - [Sue] Ignore her.

She's just hangry. Never skip breakfast.

Sorry, it's my first day.

- See? It's her first day. - Mm.

That's her.

Oh, shit.

[anxious music playing]

[students chattering]

[indistinct chatter continues]

Ugh.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[Morton] You look lost.

Oh, uh, yes.

I could use a little guidance.

- May I? - Yeah. Yes.

Ms. Desjardin's homeroom, 307.

Up two flights of stairs and then to the left.

Left. Uh, okay. Thank you, Mister...

Morton. I'm the guidance counselor.

Well, Mr. Morton, I'm Carietta White.

It's sure nice to meet you.

[Desjardin] Oh. Uh,

welcome, Carietta.

Is that what you would like us to call you?

Uh, Carrie, if it's easier.

All right, everybody, that's enough.

I hope you all had a good holiday season,

blah, blah, blah.

Please say hello to Carrie White.

She is a sophomore.

Some of you have been mid-year transfers.

You know it's tough, so make her feel welcome.

♪ ♪

- [quiet chatter] - [quiet laughter]

Hi.

I'm Sue, by the way.

- Hi. - That's a, that's a really nice dress.

Oh, thanks. Uh, I made it.

Wow.

Sure did, didn't you?

[Carrie] Which books do I need?

Besides this one?

This is homeroom.

Right.

So you don't need any.

Right.

So... so what do we do?

I thought she said you're a sophomore.

I am.

I was schooled at home.

Till today, I mean.

[Sue] Oh, so this is your first...

this is your first day, like, ever.

Oh, I love that for you.

[Sue] So, homeroom's not a class.

It's just to sort of start the day.

Take attendance, announcements, and then you go to your first class.

Algebra.

Um, are you going to that one, too?

No, sweetie, I'm a senior.

Oh.

Oh, wow, wow.

Congratulations.

[Sue] We're mixed up in-in homeroom, gym

and study hall. Classes, though,

you should just be with the other sophomores.

Well, I can't wait for fifth period.

Computer lab.

I've never used one of those before.

[students chatting indistinctly]

[chuckles]

[♪ Wolf Alice sings "In the Bleak Midwinter"]

[Desjardin] Hey, Mr. Ross,

none of that.

Don't make me turn a hose on you two.

Sorry, Ms. D, I was just, uh,

saying good morning, and sorry I'm late.

[Desjardin] First time for everything, Tommy.

♪ ♪

♪ Angels and archangels ♪

♪ may have traveled there ♪

♪ Cherubim and seraphim ♪

♪ thronged the air ♪

♪ But only his mother ♪

♪ in her maiden bliss ♪

♪ worshiped the beloved ♪

♪ with...

Hi, Sue.

How was your day?

I mean, it's just fascinating.

So much.

So much all in one day.

Well, now you can relax.

So, what do we do in study hall?

Me? I-I-I study.

Try to get a jump on my homework.

Gives me more time at night.

But you, I mean, you can,

you can do whatever you want.

Hey, Chris.

Your mom texted and told me to tell you to call her back.

Yeah, thanks.

Hey, Brooklyn, what'd you have for breakfast this morning?

Crepes. Why?

Yeah, fuck off.

You okay?

Yeah.

[Carrie] Is that your sister?

Well, just the way she talked about "Mom,"

and-and the way that you, uh...

I just thought it might be your sister.

- Not yet. - Snell.

So, how was your first day?

Who's the hottest person you met?

What?

Sue and I can't agree who's gotten hotter this year

and who's getting uglier.

Ooh, I have a lot of thoughts about this.

Tommy's hotter.

[Chris] Yeah,

we know, your boyfriend's hot.

You want a medal?

"Shall we make a new rule of life from tonight:

Always try to be a little kinder than is necessary?"

Uh...

That's-that's J.M. Barrie.

The Little White Bird.

You guys ever read that one?

Mm-mm.

Well, what are some of your favorite books?

I-I'm starting Catcher in the Rye tonight.

- [intercom beeps] - [Grayle] Attention, this is a lockdown.

- Attention, we need to lock down. - [Peist] Okay, you know what to do.

Up against the wall, everyone.

- [Grayle] Lock down. - [intercom beeps]

[Chris] Damn, right out the gate. Happy Holidays,

welcome back, run for your lives.

Run for our lives?

It's just a drill.

What... what's going on?

Just get down. If we fuck this up,

they make us do another one.

It's okay, this is, this is normal.

I guess you wouldn't do these at home, huh?

Please tell me what's happening.

[whispers] It's a drill.

What's a drill?

Oh, it's a shooter. A school shooter with a gun

- somewhere in the halls. - What?

[ominous music playing]

- It's a drill. - [Chris] Might as well tell her

it's a rave. She doesn't know that one, either.

What's going on over there?

[whispers] New girl's struggling a bit.

- Well, who has a gun? - Not for real.

- [loud bangs] - [screams]

[Sue] It's just, it's just a noisemaker.

If we get loud, he'll come in here.

[door rattles]

[Sue] It's part of it.

It's just part of it.

- [shooter] I hear noises in there. - [thumping on door]

[Sue] Hey, Tommy, a little help.

- It's really okay, all right? - [door rattles]

He's at the door.

- Hargensen... - [pounding continues]

- [whimpers] - [rattles]

It's gonna be okay. I got you.

[Carrie gasps]

- [shrieks] - [Sue grunts]

[rumbling]

[grunts]

Ow, damn it. [groans]

[Peist] Are you okay?

Yeah, my foot. I...

[quiet chatter]

Abort drill.

- Injury, injury. - Holy shit.

[Sue] Get off!

I'm... I'm sorry.

It's a drill!

Okay? As in "not real."

[Peist] Okay, settle.

- [Grayle] We are terminating the drill. - Hey, are you okay?

Yeah, except my back, my neck

- and my elbow. - Sue, I am so sorry. I...

Oh, my God, that's classic.

[Tina] She's, like, naturally unfit.

[Chris] What the fuck? Girl, this is classic.

[Grayle] It just fell off

- the wall? - Yeah, in the earthquake.

What earthquake?

What are you talking about?

Well, I mean, the lights swung, the desks were rattling.

[Grayle] Well, I didn't feel anything.

[school bell rings]

Which one is she?

[indistinct chatter]

[Grayle] Thank you, everyone.

Great first day back.

Thank you, everyone.

Nice to see so many happy, shining faces.

Hi. Not in the hallways, please.

Thank you so much.

Uh, Carrie, would you stay for a few minutes, please?

[Grayle] So that's why we do these drills.

So in case something like that ever does happen--

and we hope it never does--

but if it does,

then you kids can be as prepared as possible.

So... so people know?

About the tragedies?

How many people know about them?

Well, yeah, Carrie, everyone knows.

Well, I mean, I suppose I should say,

uh, I thought everyone knew until I met you.

Um, okay.

Well, that... that was my mistake.

I'll be better tomorrow.

"Tomorrow is a day with no mistakes in it... yet."

[Grayle] Is that, um,

uh, Anne of Green Gables, right?

Finally, someone got one. I...

I-I thought that everybody would know the books, but...

seems like nobody does.

Just people looking at me like I'm...

[♪ SPELLES sings "Wild Heart "]

♪ In my dreams ♪

♪ I am weightless ♪

♪ I swim like...

[Adelaide] By all accounts, the destruction began in the gymnasium,

and from there, the fire spread to the whole school

and onto Ewen Avenue.

The next area to be affected was Main Street.

Cars were crushed, burned,

the water main blew.

Power lines came down, and a shower of objects,

debris, maybe even some rocks and boulders,

destroyed just about every structure on the street.

The crater that formed in the center of Main and Ewen Avenue...

nobody quite knows where it came from.

Maybe a sinkhole.

Maybe not.

[sirens wailing]

A giant crack seems to have formed on Main

and ran for almost four blocks.

Cars along Carlin Street were damaged...

...windows broken,

and, of course, more fires.

The fires spread fast--

a lot of Chamberlain burned--

but the epicenter of the destruction seems to start at Ewen High School

and follow a clear path from the gymnasium

to Carrie White's house.

♪ Anywhere...

And you lived beside that house your whole life.

[Stella] Yep.

I grew up there, and then inherited this place

after my folks' accident in '22.

[Adelaide] And in all that time, how often did you see Carrie White?

Not often.

I was very aware of her, though,

whether I saw her or not.

[Adelaide] And you didn't say anything to anyone?

Why would I?

How was I supposed to know nobody knew about her?

Our yards are next to each other.

The Whites, they grew their hedges so tall

you can't see over them anymore,

but back then, you could.

[bushes rustle]

Well, hello, there.

Who are you?

Carietta White.

[Stella chuckles]

Hi, I'm Stella.

[both chuckle]

That's a weird one.

Never seen one like that one before.

What do you mean?

It's a weird bible.

Oh. Uh, no, no, this isn't, uh, a bible.

It's called Boy Proof.

It's a bible called

Boy Proof? That's ridiculous.

[Stella laughs] No, no, no. It's, um,

it's just a book that isn't a bible.

Which is most books.

All books, really, except the Bible.

Can I see?

Um...

you know what? It's a little old for you.

But what is one of your favorite books?

Just the Bible.

Oh, honey, okay.

We've gotta get you some more books, okay?

- [both laugh] - Carrie!

You get back here right now.

Sorry, Mama, sorry, sorry.

- [Margaret] Inside. - Oh, it's really okay.

[Margaret] This means a trip to the prayer closet for you.

- Mama, no, please. - We don't talk to them, do you understand?

Why don't we talk to her?

She's a whore?

But she's not, she's nice.

- One hour. - Ow, Mom!

Don't defy me, Carietta.

Oh, no, please, not the closet!

No! No!

[Stella] Mom.

Mom, the crazy lady next door,

I think she's hitting her little girl.

And she called me a whore.

[thumping]

[sustained clattering]

[ominous music playing]

[glass shattering]

[Stella] But nothing...

...nothing that wasn't their property was hit.

It only fell on the Whites' house.

And I checked the news for a week,

thinking...

I don't know, an airplane dropped cargo?

I mean, that was one theory.

An airplane hauling a crate of rocks.

It happened, though.

She didn't come back outside much after that.

Except to feed the birds.

Carrie,

she wasn't as naive as people thought.

She knew a lot more than people gave her credit for.

I do not know if I can do this every day.

My manager is a child.

Thirty-year-old, I'd guess.

And today was just training,

and I spent half the day praying for patience.

What... what have you been doing?

Have you even started supper?

[sighs] Oh, I'm so,

I'm so mad I could spit.

What good could possibly come from terrorizing children like that?

Why didn't you tell me?

Why on Earth would I tell you?

If I decided to tell you all of the horrible things that happen out there...

Yes,

our country has fallen so far from God

that babies kill babies in the classroom.

And what do they do?

They disarm us,

they take away our Bibles,

take away our prayers,

and then they take away our guns.

That leaves us defenseless, mind, body and spirit.

I did tell you.

Carrie, what-what did I tell you? What is...

What is the first thing that I told you?

They have an agenda.

Yes, and how does this fit it?

They get you scared,

they get you cowering,

get you used to the idea

that-that you're powerless--

Also, the navy neck?

Nobody was dressed like that.

But you'd said it was perfect for today.

You want your first impression to be you're immodest?

Is that the impression that you want to make?

What-- No. No, Mama.

I don't know what you want from me, Carietta.

I spent today in a nylon vest,

serving morons.

I'm sorry...

...but I-I tried to tell you that you wouldn't understand it

until you saw it, and now you have seen it,

and you know that I'm right.

So...

Let's pray for them.

- What about supper? - No.

Should have prayed as soon as I got home, days we had.

Let's offer today up to God.

You pray for those kids and their tragedies.

I will pray for my simpleton bosses

and gluttonous customers.

And we will both pray for this country.

We will both

pray for America.

- [♪ American Husky sings "So Good"] - ♪ I think we finally found it ♪

♪ Something worth ♪

♪ something that we can't ignore ♪

♪ And I live in the sound, yeah ♪

♪ It's burning through my body ♪

♪ so let's get ready...

You okay?

Yeah, yeah.

No, I'm sorry, I just,

I'm still a little weirded out by today.

What's on your mind?

I...

I don't know.

No, I do. I...

I was just harsh on her.

The new girl?

I thought you went out of your way, frankly.

I just...

I didn't need to snap at her so hard.

She wasn't trying to hurt me.

I guess she would have saved my life if that was real.

She tackled you during study hall.

You're okay to not love that.

Tomorrow, okay?

- You can make it up to her tomorrow. - Mm-hmm.

[Margaret] What are you doing?

It's bedtime.

I'm just making some new clothes for tomorrow.

Your clothes are beautiful.

But these'll just be a little different.

Just a little.

Your clothes are beautiful.

And so are you.

But you go ahead, you make what you want.

Make me something.

Make me, um, a blouse.

Something I can wear under my vest at work,

so even if my day is awful,

I know that I am wrapped in my daughter's love.

Sure thing.

I'll make you something.

Maybe tomorrow?

[dog barks in distance]

[Carrie moans softly]

[door rattling]

[moans softly]

- [rattling] - [screams]

[shouting]

[moaning]

[gunshot]

[gasps]

[breathing deeply]

Daddy?

[screams]

- [gasps] - [sharp crack]

[Carrie panting]

- [♪ Primer sings "Waste Away"] - ♪ The image of my future ♪

♪ flashed before my eyes ♪

[Sue] What happens happens.

♪ with liver spots and little dots on my insides...

- [gasps] - [Chris] Wait, are you serious?

[Sue] I'm sure if I got in,

you got in...

Okay, it's loading. Come on, come on, come on.

♪ For all my years of grief...

I got in.

We're going to college together.

Wait, I don't...

What does that even mean?

It means, honey, that financially, things are complicated.

And it'll get fixed,

I'm fixing it, but I'm just saying, for now...

And, look, the acceptance is great,

but it's just the feasibility is the thing.

Financially speaking. For now.

O-Okay, what does that mean?

Okay, I'm trying to explain to you--

Dad, I didn't apply for any financial aid.

Good, you shouldn't.

You don't want to be in debt for college.

Jesus, didn't you listen to anything that I taught you?

And besides, honey, right now, you know,

a-a loan isn't gonna be feasible, either.

I got in, and you're telling me

you can't afford it?

God damn it, this isn't about you, Christine.

Now, I have enough problems right now without this fucking drama, okay?

You can handle one fucking semester at the state school.

And then I will fix it for you

once the important things are fixed, but please,

just stop it.

Just stop.

[♪ Sofia Isella sings "Rainbow Rocket Ride"]

♪ I take yours then you take mine ♪

♪ Wrapped in gold with a cut in my soul ♪

♪ I didn't know better, I put it together...

I mean, I-I still don't know all the details.

My scholarship covers...

♪ a runaway boy, and the cosmos...

I mean, I-I still have to get the response

from the student loan, and that could take,

that could take a few months,

so I might end up there with you.

- It could totally happen. - It won't.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[Carrie] Can you wait just

30 seconds before you come in?

Are you that embarrassed by me?

Nobody else walks in with their parent.

No, I... I know.

I'll... wait.

[sighs] Can't believe

you did that to your nice sheets.

Thank you, Mama.

[loud chatter]

[security guard] Good.

Good.

Nice work.

Thank you.

[Grayle] We understand how this could be alarming, Ms. White.

Mrs. White.

[Morton] It's about preparation.

There's plenty to suggest that these drills

do help prepare them to respond,

if, God forbid, there was a--

Traumatizing the students helps prepare them to accept trauma.

Oh, it's not normally traumatizing.

In fact, most of the students find it routine.

But we didn't have these growing up,

so it can, it can feel, uh...

But these-- they've been doing it since grade school.

Mm-hmm.

What a horrific thing to say.

Look, I was watching some videos

online last night about what these drills look like.

You have these gorillas screaming

- at the kids. - It's a local police officer.

And some kids are made to lie down in the hall

and covered with fake blood so that their classmates get...

get used to seeing their dead friends.

We don't do anything like that.

Perhaps, if Carietta had been better prepared at home--

You...

Oh. Oh, you are so lucky

my husband is not here.

If my husband...

The fact is that no state in our union

requires school shooting drills for police officers,

but for some reason,

37 states require them in school on a yearly basis,

so you have done your little pageant for the year.

Oh, you academics,

you think that

parents are weak, and we're not.

We're not weak.

We are legion, and we will rain down on you

like God's wrath

if you mistreat our babies.

You're done with the drills for this year.

You'll let me know if you're gonna run another.

My daughter's absence that day will be excused.

Absolutely.

[Sue] I love this.

Did you make this, too?

I did.

And the pants.

You're really, really good at that.

You know, you could sell these.

Thanks.

[both chuckle]

[volleyball bounces]

[dramatic music playing]

[Desjardin] Nice set.

I mean, that was yours.

Come on, let me hear it. Call, call.

Good job, Tina.

- There we go. - Over.

[Desjardin] That's okay, that's okay.

Get your shit together, fuckwit.

[girl] Whoa!

Talk to each other. Come on.

[grunts]

Sorry.

She's on your team, dummy.

[Chris] It was an accident. Sorry.

- I'm-I'm fine. - [Desjardin] Hey.

Hargensen.

Is everything okay?

Yeah. My bad. Let's play.

[quiet chatter]

You're not showering?

Are we supposed to?

No, you could just smell like ass

for the rest of the day if you really want,

but I don't recommend it. That's how nicknames are born.

No. Chris, knock it off.

No, Carrie, nobody's gonna shower. Okay?

Those are for the sports teams. You can just throw your gym clothes

in the locker.

Just make sure you take 'em home once a week, though.

Or else you're gonna smell like Chris,

'cause hers have been here since sophomore year.

Oh, shit.

[whispers] Look.

- Carrie... - What?

[Chris] Oh, fuck.

In white pants, too.

[Carrie] What?

Oh, my gosh.

[girl whispering] So gross.

[fearful music playing]

What?

Why...

why am I bleeding?

What-what-what is going on?

[Chris] You better get those pants in cold water.

What do I do?

[Chris] Wash it off and plug it up.

What?

- [Chris] Jesus. - What-what-- Help me.

Help.

Oh, no, no, no.

Help me, Sue.

No, I-I-- [laughs]

What do I do?

- Help! - Oh. No, thank you.

Okay, come on. You're fine.

You're fine.

Oh, shit.

That works, too.

[crying]

Fuck. Plug it up before we drown in it.

Help me!

Hey. Carrie.

- Carrie, it's okay, calm down. - I'm dying!

How is this okay?

[Chris] Stop, everyone. Don't embarrass the girl.

Look, I got you. What do you need?

XL, "Carrie Caverns"?

[crying]

Everyone, pitch in, tampons,

pads, got an extra bucket?

Don't worry, Carrie,

I got you covered.

[shouts]

[tense music playing]

[girls giggling]

[girls laughing, scoffing]

Fucking plug it up.

What...

Plug it up. Plug it up.

[chanting] Plug it up. Plug it up.

Plug it up! Plug it up!

Plug it up! Plug it up!

[shouts]

- Hey. Hey! - [Carrie screaming]

[electricity crackling]

Plug it up! Plug it up!

- Plug it up! - [screams]

[groaning]

[discordant music playing]

[gasps]

[shrieks]

Wow.

[gentle music playing]

I just got hit hard.

I mean hard.

It was like a starburst.

I can't say for sure it's the same girl from yesterday,

this was a little different, but I think it is.

And whoever she is...

wow.

That's all I can say, is "wow."

Where?

[Sue] That's the thing,

you're not asking the right questions.

You think you know what happened at prom.

A lot of people do.

Same with the cops.

They asked about Chris and Billy.

♪ ♪

And I get why.

I mean, that part is clear,

what they did.

And they ask about Tommy.

How he died.

And they ask about Carrie.

Everybody asks about Carrie.

But nobody asks

about the other people who were there.

The strangers who were there.

The people who I-I'd never seen before in my life.

And as hard as it is to believe,

and as hard as it is to understand,

nobody is asking the right questions.

Because it wasn't just Carrie.

That's the thing.

It wasn't just Carrie.

[dramatic music playing]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[Carrie] I-I guess I know that I'm...

...not normal.

[quiet music playing]

[Margaret] Is something going on, something at school?

School is fine.

The world is not kind to people like us,

and I am trying to do

what is best for you.

[Chris] Look at that face.

[laughing]

- [student] is that the new kid? - Yeah.

- What's her name again? - [Chris] Carrie White.

More like "Carrie Red."

- [♪ K. Fly sings "High Enough"] - ♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

- [whistle blows] - [Desjardin] Hey, Sue?

I want you to look out for Carrie White. Be kind.

[Chris] Hey, Carrie, there's gonna be a really great party.

What's your number?

I'll text you the address.

Oh, I don't have a phone.

♪ They got pills that can help you forget it...

What am I gonna do with you?

♪ Call it medicine, but I don't need drugs ♪

I used to dream about this.

♪ I'm already high enough ♪

[Carrie] Going to parties,

having friends.

♪ You got me, you got me good ♪

Look, friends are important.

♪ I only, I only, I only got eyes for you...

You gotta make sure that you choose the right ones.

- What are you doing? - You're famous.

[girls chanting] Plug it up! Plug it up!

Plug it up! Plug it up!

Plug it up!

Plug it up! Plug it up!

A social media account

attacking our children

is spreading like a virus.

[Grayle] We don't know who runs it.

There is not much the school can do.

[Peist] It's not just the school.

It's all over town.

[Chris] That could have hit someone.

Oh, no.

What is wrong with you?

- Do it. - We're hoping to have

a word with your daughter.

[Margaret] What did she do now?

You tell me everything that happened...

- [gasps] - ...and I will make them pay.

[intense music playing]

Do you want to know a secret?

You have all the power.

[Margaret] Carietta!

[Emaline] They can only hurt you if you let them.

♪ ♪

[Carrie] I know things aren't easy for me.

They're not easy for any of us.

And the worst part

is that I really could've been your friend.