. (BIRDS CHIRPING) (DOG BARKING) (WOMAN YELLING IN PAIN) WOMAN: NO... AAH! HELP... NO, NO, NO, NO... (WHIMPERING) HELP ME! (YELLING) (DEEP CREAKING) (WOMAN WHISPERING INDISTINCT PRAYER) (PRAYER CONTINUES) (SCREAMING) HELP ME, LORD. I'M DYING. WHAT IS THIS? CANCER? (GROANING) (SCREAMING) (YELLS) MOTHER MARY, FULL OF GRACE, PROTECT ME AND GUIDE ME IN MY HOUR OF DEATH. (SCREAMING) (GASPING SOFTLY) SOFT MUSIC SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES . . . IT'S A TEST. (COOS) CUT IT DOWN. CUT IT DOWN. (FUSSING) (CRYING) (CRYING) (CRYING CONTINUES) SHH. (LOUD CRYING) (INDISTINCT CHATTER AND LAUGHTER) (INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER) WOMAN: SUE SNELL AND TOMMY ROSS, COME ON. (BLOWS WHISTLE) -LET'S GO, LADIES! IN THE WATER! -(SPLASHING) CAPS ON, PLEASE. CHRIS AND SUE, LET'S GO! (MUFFLED SHOUTING, TALKING) (WHISTLE BLOWS) I WANT YOU TO KEEP IT IN THE AIR THREE TIMES. ALL RIGHT? GIRL: WE ARE GRADUATING, MISS DESJARDIN. -YEAH, SUE! -(GIRLS WHOOPING) GET THAT! DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE BALL, LADIES. ALL RIGHT, HERE WE GO. (WHISTLE BLOWS) ALL RIGHT, CARRIE WHITE. LET'S GET CARRIE INTO THE GAME. CAN'T STAND ON THE SIDELINES ALL THE TIME. COME ON. -GIRL: ALL RIGHT! -(GIRL WHOOPS) -CARRIE'S SERVE. -YEAH, CARRIE WHITE! (WHOOPS) -GIRL: DO IT, CARRIE! YEAH, YEAH. -(CLAPPING) THROW IT. DO IT. SERVE IT. GO, CARRIE! -(GROANS) -(GIRLS GASP) (LAUGHTER) WHAT THE HELL? HA, HA, HA. IT'S SO FUNNY, CHRIS. -(LAUGHING): ARE YOU OKAY? OH, MY GOD. -YEAH. OH, MY GOD. YOU EAT SHIT. (LAUGHTER) -SUE: NO, HE DIDN'T. -CHRIS: YES, HE DID. NO, HE DIDN'T. YOU'RE MAKING IT UP. HE CAME UP TO ME, AND I SAID, "WELL, YOU HAVE TO EXTEND YOUR HAND..." -NOW YOU'RE LYING. -(QUIET CHATTER) (KNOB SQUEAKING) (RATTLING) GENTLE MUSIC GENTLE MUSIC CONTINUES . . (GASPING) HELP! HELP! HELP ME! -(LAUGHTER, CHATTER) -HELP ME. GET OFF ME, YOU FREAK. -PLEASE. -OH, MY GOD. LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO MY SHIRT. -PLEASE! -AAH! STOP, STOP, STOP, STOP. PLEASE! I THINK I'M BLEEDING TO DEATH. -PLEASE. -OH, MY GOD. IT'S PERIOD BLOOD. I'M BLEEDING. I THINK I'M DYING. -WHAT? OH, MY GOD. -(LAUGHTER) PLEASE HELP ME! IT'S JUST YOUR PERIOD. JUST PLUG IT UP. HELP ME! -OH, GOD! -SHE GOT YOU. HELP ME! GOD, JUST PLUG IT UP! HELP! ALL (CHANTING): PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! -PLEASE! -PLUG IT UP! I'M SORRY. NO! NO! PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! (SCREAMS) PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! -NO! -PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! -(CRYING): NO. -PLUG IT UP! -(SOBBING) -PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! DESJARDIN: GIRLS, COME ON! MOVE! -LADIES. LADIES. -(GIRLS LAUGHING) DESJARDIN: OH, MY GOD. OKAY. ALL RIGHT. -ALL RIGHT. OKAY, HONEY. -HELP ME. -HELP ME. HELP ME. -STAND UP. -LET'S GET YOU CLEANED UP. -HELP ME. -HELP ME. HELP ME! -CARRIE, COME ON. HONEY, STAND UP. COME ON. CAN YOU STAND UP? CARRIE: IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! SOMETHING'S NOT RIGHT. SOMETHING'S NOT RIGHT. -OKAY, OKAY, OKAY. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? -PLEASE. MISS DESJARDIN, I DON'T THINK SHE KNOWS IT'S HER PERIOD. -NO! NO! -ALL RIGHT, SUE. SUE, GET OUT OF HERE. YOU'RE NOT HELPING. -NO! NO! -HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY, CARRIE, CALM DOWN. (GIRLS GASPING) EVERYONE, GET OUT NOW! OUT! OKAY, OKAY, DEEP BREATHS. COME HERE. COME ON. IT'S OKAY. YOU'RE OKAY, SWEETIE. IT'S TOTALLY NORMAL. SHH. DESJARDIN: DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS? OKAY. (GIRLS GASPING) (LIGHT RATTLING AND CREAKING) OKAY, SWEETIE. (SCHOOL BELL RINGING) ARE YOU, UH, FEELING BETTER? CAN I GET YOU SOME ASPIRIN? -SOME JUICE OR SOMETHING? -(CARRIE GASPS) DESJARDIN: JUICE? REALLY, HENRY? HENRY: MAYBE YOU JUST WANT US TO LEAVE YOU ALONE. DESJARDIN: CARRIE, HONEY, I AM SO SORRY THAT I... THAT I SLAPPED YOU. I SHOULD HAVE HANDLED IT BETTER. YOU KNOW, IT'S TOTALLY NORMAL FOR YOUNG GIRLS TO GET THEIR PERIODS. IT USUALLY ACTUALLY HAPPENS A LITTLE BIT EARLIER. IS THIS YOUR FIRST TIME? HONEY, DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT'S HAPPENING TO YOUR BODY? DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS? CARRIE: WHAT? I DON'T KNOW. I FELT SOMETHING MOVING DOWN THERE. DESJARDIN: OH, HONEY. WELL, MAYBE YOU COULD, UH... TALK TO A COUNSELLOR ABOUT THAT OR-OR... OR A NURSE. UM, WHAT I NEED TO KNOW IS WHO STARTED THROWING... THINGS. UM... IT WAS CHRIS HARGENSEN AND ALL OF HER FRIENDS. -CASEY... -CARRIE. CARRIE, DID CHRIS HARGENSEN START THIS? HONEY, YOU DON'T HAVE TO PROTECT THEM. WHAT THEY DID WAS UNFORGIVABLE. OKAY, LOOK, IT DOESN'T SEEM THAT CARRIE IS GOING TO POINT THE FINGER, SO, MISS DESJARDIN, I NEED YOU TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS. LET THE PUNISHMENT FIT THE CRIME. OKAY. NOW, CARRIE, YOU'RE EXCUSED FROM PE CLASS FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK. -JUST TAKE STUDY HALL, OKAY? AT THE LIBRARY. -HENRY: YEAH. WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO CALL YOUR MOM. WHAT? WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO CALL YOUR MOTHER, CARRIE. -I... I KNOW SHE'S HAD -(WATER GURGLING) PROBLEMS WITH US IN THE PAST, EVER SINCE THE STATE STOPPED HER FROM HOMESCHOOLING YOU ANYMORE, BUT WE'VE GOT TO BRING HER INTO THIS, OKAY? -NO. -SWEETIE, WE HAVE NO CHOICE. -WE HAVE TO TELL YOUR MOTHER NOW. -NO! DESJARDIN: CARRIE? HEY. HEY, YOU. -(SCHOOL BELL RINGING) -(BOY LAUGHING) (INDISTINCT CHATTER AND LAUGHTER) (GASPS) (INDISTINCT CHATTER AND LAUGHTER) CHRIS: TINA, TINA, GIVE IT TO ME. -GIVE IT HERE. GIVE IT HERE. -I LOVE THAT. THIS IS BRILLIANT. LOOK AT THIS VIDEO. (ON VIDEO): PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! -SHE GOT HER PERIOD... ON MY HAND. -(LAUGHS) (LAUGHING): THAT IS SO DISGUSTING. CHRIS: IT WAS ON MY HAND AND SUE'S SHIRT. IT WAS SO DISGUSTING. (ON VIDEO): PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! I'M SORRY YOU HAD TO COME TO SCHOOL TODAY, MAMA. (BRAKES SQUEAK) (ENGINE CHUGGING) (ENGINE STOPS) LET'S GO INSIDE, LITTLE GIRL. (SIGHS) NEED TO COME INSIDE WITH ME. MAMA, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME? I WAS SO SCARED, MAMA. I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIE. MAMA, THEY LAUGHED AT ME AND THEY THREW THINGS AT ME. TALK ABOUT THIS INSIDE, CARRIE. NO! I WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT RIGHT HERE. I DON'T... I DON'T WANT TO GO INSIDE WITH YOU. (DOOR CREAKS) -(SLAPS WINDOW) -CRAZY CARRIE, CRAZY CARRIE! (SNORTS) CRAZY CARRIE, CRAZY CARRIE! (GRUNTS) (DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE) (STEADY THUMPING IN DISTANCE) (STEADY THUMPING CONTINUES) MARGARET: MY CHILD. (WHIMPERING SOFTLY) MAMA, STOP IT. MAMA! I DON'T WANT TO UPSET YOU. SO YOU'RE A WOMAN NOW. AND GOD MADE EVE FROM THE RIB OF ADAM. AND WHAT, CARRIE? SAY IT. -NO, MAMA. TALK TO ME. -SAY IT. SAY IT. -PLEASE JUST TALK TO ME. -AND EVE WAS WEAK. -JUST... JUST TALK TO ME PLEASE. -AND THE FIRST SIN... -I JUST... I JUST WANT YOU TO TALK TO ME. ...WAS THE SIN OF INTERCOURSE. AND THE FIRST SIN WAS THE SIN OF INTERCOURSE. -MAMA, WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST... -SAY IT. WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME, MAMA? -AND GOD VISITED EVE WITH A CURSE. -MAMA, PLEASE. IT HURTS. -AND THE CURSE WAS A CURSE OF BLOOD. I'M NOT GONNA SAY THAT! THAT'S NOT EVEN IN THE BIBLE. -IT DOESN'T SAY THAT ANYWHERE. -OH, LORD. HELP THIS LITTLE GIRL SEE THE SIN OF HER DAYS AND WAYS. SHOW HER IF SHE HAD REMAINED INNOCENT, THE CURSE OF BLOOD WOULD NOT HAVE COME UPON HER AS IT DID ON EVE. I'M NOT EVE, MAMA. I DIDN'T SIN. YOU SHOWERED WITH THOSE OTHER GIRLS. YOU HAD LUST-FILLED THOUGHTS. EVERYONE HAS TO SHOWER, MAMA. EVERYONE! -THAT'S JUST THE RULES. -NO, NO, YOU'RE DIFFERENT. YOU MUST BE DIFFERENT, BECAUSE HE CAN SEE YOU. I DON'T WANT TO BE DIFFERENT, MAMA. I WANT TO BE LIKE THEM. -HE CAN SMELL THE SIN ON YOU. -I WANT TO BE JUST LIKE THEM! AND HE WILL PUNISH YOU! I WILL NOT LET THAT COME DOWN UPON YOU. -I WILL NOT. -(WOOD CREAKING) -LORD HAVE MERCY. -NO. "THE LORD IS GOOD. "HIS UNFAILING LOVE ENDURES FOREVER, AND HIS-HIS FAITHFULNESS -CONTINUES THROUGH ALL GENERATIONS." -(WHISPERING): CARRIE... CARRIE... -PSALMS 100, VERSE 5. -I'M GONNA KEEP YOU AWAY FROM THAT SCHOOL. -YOU CAN'T. -WE'LL PRAY. -(WOOD CREAKING) WE'LL PRAY TOGETHER, TO SAVE OUR WOMEN-WEAK, WICKED, SINNING SOULS. YOU DIDN'T TELL ME, AND THEY LAUGHED. I DIDN'T SIN, YOU SINNED. (WOOD CREAKING SOFTLY) (WHISPERS): I DID NOT. I DID NOT SIN. NOW GO TO YOUR CLOSET. (WOOD CREAKING) NO, MAMA. GO TO YOUR CLOSET AND PRAY. YOU PRAY. NO. NO! NO! MAMA! GET OFF ME! MAMA! STOP IT! HELP! -GO TO YOUR CLOSET AND PRAY FOR FORGIVENESS! -NO! -YOU PRAY! -MAMA! HELP! -COME ON. -NO! NO! NO! NO, MOMMY! -COME ON. -PLEASE! HELP! (POUNDING ON DOOR) YOU PRAY, LITTLE GIRL. PRAY FOR FORGIVENESS. MOMMY, LET ME GO! LET ME OUT! MOM! -MOM! -(POUNDING STOPS) MOM! GOD, YOU SUCK! -(GASPS) (WOOD CREAKING) (WOOD CREAKING, GROANING) HELP ME. HELP ME, HELP ME. (DEEP RUMBLING) (CRYING SOFTLY) (DEEP RUMBLING, CREAKING) (CRYING SOFTLY) (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING OVER STEREO) (KISSING, PANTING, MOANING) WHAT? I'M SORRY. WHAT? HEY. WHAT'S WRONG? I REALLY MESSED UP TODAY, TOMMY. WHAT, THAT THING WITH CARRIE? YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT? YEAH, EVERYONE KNOWS ABOUT IT, BUT, LISTEN, YOU'RE NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT CHRIS DOES. YEAH, BUT IT WAS ME, TOO. YOU THREW TAMPONS AT CARRIE WHITE? YOU KNOW, I-I KICKED A KID IN THE RIBS ONCE. YEAH, WHILE-WHILE HE WAS KNOCKED OUT. BECAUSE THIS-THIS KID, HE USED TO BEAT THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME EVERY DAY IN SIXTH GRADE. DANNY PATRICK. YOU APOLOGIZE TO CARRIE? DID YOU APOLOGIZE TO DANNY PATRICK? WHAT? NO, BUT WE'RE NOT IN SIXTH GRADE ANYMORE. DON'T. HE WAS A DICK TO ME. WHAT DID CARRIE WHITE EVER DO TO YOU? (WHOOPING, LAUGHTER) CHRIS: AND THAT, LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, IS WHY HE LOST HIS LICENSE. TINA: THEN WHY ARE YOU STILL DRIVING? DON'T NEED A LICENSE IF THEY CAN'T CATCH ME. OH. JACKIE'S E-MAIL, JACKIE'S E-MAIL! (LAUGHTER, EXCITED CHATTER) JACKIE'S... -CHRIS, NO. -YEAH. NO! NO! WOW. WHY DON'T YOU TWO KISS OR SOMETHING, WHILE YOU'RE AT IT? (CHUCKLES) BILLY: OH, BABY. (LAUGHS) DON'T BE STUPID. COME HERE, BABY. (GRUNTING) WAIT. THINK WE'RE GONNA GET DETENTION 'CAUSE OF THAT? BECAUSE THAT WOULD SUCK. NO. THEY SHOULD BE THANKING US FOR HELPING HER THROUGH HER FIRST PERIOD. I GOT HER A TAMPON. SO WHAT? YOU WERE ONLY TRYING TO HELP HER, RIGHT? WE SHOULD POST IT. (LAUGHS) NO, I'M IN IT. NO ONE'S GONNA SEE YOU, TEENIE. WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? (TYPING) CARRIE... WHITE. FAVOURITE MOVIE? BILLY: BLOODSPORT. (LAUGHTER) TINA: FAVOURITE DRINK? -BLOODY MARY. -(TYPING) (CHUCKLES) MARGARET (SINGING ALONG): # BRIGHTLY BEAMS # OUR FATHER'S MERCY # FROM HIS LIGHTHOUSE EVERMORE # BUT TO US # HE GIVES THE KEEPING # OF THE LIGHTS ALONG THE SHORE # LET THE LOWER LIGHTS BE BURNING # SEND A GLEAM ACROSS THE WAVE... (LOCK CLICKS) (DOOR CREAKING) DID YOU FINISH YOUR PRAYERS, LITTLE GIRL? YES, MAMA. THAT'S MY GOOD GIRL. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU, TOO, MAMA. (WHISTLE BLOWS) DESJARDIN: ALL RIGHT, STAND UP! LINE UP, PLEASE! (WHISTLE BLOWS) YOU HAVE A BIG WEEK COMING UP, A BIG MONTH, ACTUALLY. PROBABLY THE BIGGEST MONTH OF YOUR LIVES. PROM AND THEN GRADUATION. ARE YOU EXCITED? (GIRLS GIGGLE, MURMUR) PROBABLY ALL HAVE YOUR DRESSES. HAVE YOUR DATES BY NOW. WHAT ABOUT YOU, CHRIS? WHO'S THE LUCKY GUY? BILLY NOLAN. YOU DON'T KNOW HIM; HE DOESN'T GO TO THIS SCHOOL. ARE YOU GONNA GET HIM A BOUTONNIERE? OR ARE YOU JUST GONNA PIN A BLOODY TAMPON TO HIS LAPEL? I SO DON'T NEED TO HEAR THIS. YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE. WHAT ABOUT YOU, SUE? ARE YOU AND TOMMY BUSY CAMPAIGNING TO BE PROM KING AND QUEEN? I WOULD HAVE VOTED FOR YOU. NOT NOW. YOU ALL DID A SHITTY THING YESTERDAY. A REALLY SHITTY THING. AND ONE OF YOU HAD THE AUDACITY TO POST A VIDEO. -WHAT? -(GIRLS MURMUR) SOMEBODY MADE A VIDEO OF IT? THIS IS BULLSHIT. THAT'S IT. THANKS TO MISS HARGENSEN, -YOU'RE ALL RUNNING SUICIDES. -(GIRLS GROAN) -I'M NOT DOING IT. -WHAT? THAT'S UP TO YOU. THAT'S UP TO ALL OF YOU, BUT ANYONE WHO STOPS RUNNING IS SUSPENDED. AND IF YOU'RE SUSPENDED, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO PROM. -(GIRLS MURMUR) -WHILE YOU'RE RUNNING, I'D LIKE FOR YOU TO THINK LONG AND HARD ABOUT WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE TO BE CARRIE WHITE. (SCHOOL BELL RINGING) (BRAKES SQUEAK) I'LL BE OKAY, MAMA. I'M GONNA LEAVE WORK EARLY TODAY, PICK YOU UP AFTER SCHOOL. (WHISTLE BLOWS) SHE CAN'T DO THIS TO ME. JUST LET IT GO, CHRIS; WE'RE ALMOST DONE. THEN EVERY DAY THIS WEEK? ALL BECAUSE OF CARRIE WHITE? LIKE HELL I WILL. DESJARDIN: KEEP MOVING, HARGENSEN. KEEP RUNNING, OR YOU'RE NOT GOING TO PROM. FUCK YOU! THIS IS CHILD ABUSE. WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME? I'M NOT GONNA RUN ANOTHER GODDAMN INCH BECAUSE CARRIE WHITE GOT HER PERIOD AND WAS TOO STUPID TO KNOW WHAT IT WAS. -WHAT? -DESJARDIN: YOU'RE SUSPENDED. YOU'RE OUT OF PROM, AND YOU'RE OUT OF MY CLASS. NOW! -NO. -NO? CHRIS: YOU CAN'T DECIDE THAT. SHE CAN'T DO THIS TO US! GOOD-BYE, CHRIS. THE REST OF YOU, KEEP AT IT. SOMEONE COULD DIE OF DEHYDRATION. TINA, YOU HAVE A HEART CONDITION, RIGHT? IF WE ALL STICK TOGETHER, THEY'RE NOT GOING TO SUSPEND ALL OF US. THEY'RE NOT GONNA KEEP US ALL FROM PROM. THERE WOULD BE NO PROM! NIK, LIZZI? DESJARDIN: LET'S GO, LADIES! HEATHER? THIS IS BULLSHIT! WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! DESJARDIN: ALL RIGHT, LET'S GO! CHRIS: RIGHT, SUE? YOU'RE WITH ME ON THIS, RIGHT? COME ON. DESJARDIN: SUE. COME ON. (WHISTLE BLOWS) KEEP GOING, LADIES. THIS ISN'T OVER. THIS ISN'T OVER BY A LONG SHOT. (STUDENTS MURMURING, LAUGHING) (WHISPERS): THAT'S CARRIE WHITE. (MURMURING, LAUGHING CONTINUE) (PANTING) (CRACKLING) (GASPS) (SHARDS RATTLING) -(DOOR OPENS) -(GLASS CLATTERS) GENTLE MUSIC GENTLE MUSIC CONTINUES . . . UM, YOU KNOW... SORRY. I WAS JUST GONNA SAY, YOU CAN MAKE IT FULL-SCREEN. WATCH. (MOUSE CLICKS) ULLMAN: ALL RIGHT, WHO'S NEXT? UH, CARRIE? FAVOURITE POEM. DID YOU BRING ONE? (STUDENTS LAUGHING) YEAH. WHY DON'T YOU COME TO THE FRONT OF THE CLASS AND SHARE IT WITH US ALL. (STUDENTS LAUGHING) "THIS UN... THIS UNFREQUENTED PLACE TO FIND SOME EASE..." (STUDENTS LAUGHING) "EASE TO THE BODY SOME, NONE TO THE MIND "TIMES PAST, AND WHAT... WHAT ONCE I WAS AND WHAT AM NOW..." (STUDENTS LAUGHING) "O WHEREFORE WAS MY BIRTH "FROM HEAVEN FORETOLD "TWICE BY AN ANGEL, WHO AT LAST IN SIGHT "OF BOTH MY PARENTS ALL IN FLAMES... ASCENDED." (SIGHS SOFTLY) OKAY, UH, THAT WAS, UH... -DISTURBING. -(LAUGHTER) THAT IS THE MOST YOU'VE SAID IN CLASS ALL YEAR. IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU'D LIKE TO SHARE, OR ARE YOU DONE SCARING US FOR THE DAY? ASSHOLE. (STUDENTS GASP) ULLMAN: EXCUSE ME, MR. ROSS. DID YOU SAY SOMETHING? I SAID, "AWESOME." I-I JUST THOUGHT WHAT CARRIE READ WAS AWESOME. DIDN'T YOU, MR. ULLMAN? ALL RIGHT, WHO'S NEXT? UH... NIKKI. UH, I MEAN, LIZZI. ELEANOR (IN DISTANCE): IS ANYONE WORKING? EXCUSE ME. (BELL DINGS) -ANYBODY WORKING? -(BELL DINGS) OH, MARGARET. I'M SORRY TO DISTURB YOU. I DON'T KNOW WHERE HUGO AND GLORIA... CAN I HELP YOU, MRS. SNELL? -(CLEARS THROAT) -YES. I'M PICKING UP. (SIGHS SOFTLY) MARGARET, I WANT TO SAY HOW SORRY I AM ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED AT THE SCHOOL. THERE'S NO EXCUSE FOR WHAT SUE DID, BUT SHE'S A GOOD GIRL. ARE ANY OF THOSE GIRLS GOOD? (REGISTER BEEPING) OH... THAT IS BEAUTIFUL WORK, MARGARET. THANK YOU. I LOVE WHAT YOU'VE DONE WITH THE NECKLINE. AND-AND THE STITCHES. YOU CAN BARELY SEE THEM. SO FEW PEOPLE CAN SEW LIKE THIS ANYMORE. (ECHOING): I COULD NEVER DO ANYTHING LIKE THIS MYSELF. SUE'S GOING TO LOOK BEAUTIFUL. I AM SO EXCITED FOR HER. I REMEMBER MY PROM. (CHUCKLES) ANYWAY, SHE'S GONNA LOVE IT. THESE ARE GODLESS TIMES, MRS. SNELL. JOHN (VOICE-OVER): THIS GYM TEACHER WAS RUNNING CHRISSIE INTO THE GROUND AND USED PROFANITY. I BELIEVE THE TERM "SHITTY" WAS USED. SHE CAN'T DO THAT; IT'S ABUSE OF POWER. YOU'RE RIGHT, DADDY. THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID. "SHITTY." SHE'S REALLY ABUSIVE. MISS DESJARDIN WAS REPRIMANDED FOR WHAT HAPPENED IN CLASS TODAY. BUT YOU KNOW WE'VE HAD A LOT OF PROBLEMS WITH YOUR DAUGHTER IN THE PAST. AND NOW, WITH WHAT SHE DID TO HER CLASSMATE, CARRIE WHITE... I MEAN, THE GIRL WAS HAVING HER... -WHAT YOUR DAUGHTER AND HER POSSE... -OKAY. I'M NOT GONNA SIT HERE AND LISTEN TO HALF-TRUTHS. I KNOW MY DAUGHTER; SHE SAID SHE DIDN'T DO IT. I WANT HER PROM PRIVILEGES RESTORED. YOU CAN'T PROVE SHE DID ANYTHING, CAN YOU? WELL, I BELIEVE THAT THERE IS A VIDEO OF THE INCIDENT. AND I THINK YOUR DAUGHTER IS THE ONE WHO TOOK IT. I THINK A VIDEO LIKE THAT WOULD PROBABLY BE PRETTY DAMNING TO ANYONE IN IT, AND TO THE PERSON WHO MADE IT. DON'T YOU, MR. HARGENSEN? I DON'T KNOW. I'M JUST A GYM TEACHER, BUT SEEMS LIKE A VIDEO LIKE THAT WOULD PROBABLY AFFECT COLLEGE ADMISSIONS, POSSIBLY A LAWSUIT, TONS OF BAD PUBLICITY. I WONDER WHAT THE TODAY SHOW WOULD DO WITH A VIDEO LIKE THAT. I THINK WE SHOULD JUST LOOK AT HER PHONE AND IF IT'S NOT THERE, I OWE YOU A HUGE APOLOGY AND SHE SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO GO TO PROM. CHRIS. CHRIS. (SCOFFS) DADDY, I'M NOT GONNA GIVE THEM MY PHONE. I HAVE PERSONAL THINGS ON HERE. ISN'T THAT INVASION OF PRIVACY OR SOMETHING? (SIGHS) CHRISSIE, YOU WANT TO GO TO PROM, JUST GIVE THEM THE DAMN PHONE AND WE CAN BE DONE WITH THIS. -I GOT TO GET BACK TO WORK. -DAD... GODDAMN IT, JUST GIVE THEM YOUR PHONE, CHRIS. NO. (SCHOOL BELL RINGING) (INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER) SO, I'M OFFICIALLY OUT OF THE PROM. I BET THAT COCKSUCKER MORTON LOSES HIS JOB, THOUGH. MY DAD IS SUING HIM. JESUS, SUE, WHY DIDN'T YOU STAND UP FOR ME? WE COULD'VE HAD THEM BY THE BALLS. WE DESERVED IT FOR WHAT WE DID TO CARRIE WHITE. I THOUGHT I DESERVED IT. DESJARDIN WAS RIGHT. WE DID A SHITTY THING FOR NO REASON. BULLSHIT! THAT CARRIE GOES AROUND SAYING THAT EVERYONE BUT HER AND HER MOTHER ARE GOING TO HELL AND YOU STUCK UP FOR HER? COME ON! YOU CAN BE SUCH A PIG SOMETIMES, CHRIS. WHAT DID CARRIE WHITE EVER DO TO YOU? SHE'S BEEN BEGGING FOR IT SINCE THE SIXTH GRADE, SUE. GOTTA GO. HEY, I SEEM TO REMEMBER YOU WERE IN THERE THROWING SHIT WITH THE REST OF US. WHAT WAS IT THAT SHE WAS CALLING HER? "FREAK"? I STOPPED. OH, YOU STOPPED? -YEAH. -WHY DID YOU KEEP RUNNING? HMM? -WHY DID YOU KEEP RUNNING, SUE? -STOP IT, CHRIS! YOU KEPT RUNNING, SUE, LITTLE SUZE... BECAUSE YOU'VE BEEN DREAMING ABOUT SENIOR YEAR... AND THE PERFECT BOYFRIEND AND THE PERFECT PROM, YOUR WHOLE GODDAMN LIFE. YOU ALREADY BOOKED THE HOTEL... ALREADY PRACTICED THE SOUNDS YOU'RE GONNA MAKE... WHEN YOU AND TOMMY MAKE LOVE. (LAUGHING) THAT'S WHY YOU HAD THIS BULLSHIT CHANGE OF HEART. YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT CARRIE WHITE. AND EVERYBODY KNOWS IT. OKAY. I'LL SEE YOU AROUND, SUE. GENTLE MUSIC GENTLE MUSIC CONTINUES . . (DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE) (WOOD CREAKING) (THUMPING, THUDDING, WOOD CREAKING) CARRIE? (RUMBLING, RATTLING, WOOD CREAKING) -(CARRIE LAUGHS QUIETLY) -(DEEP RUMBLING) CARRIE? (KNOCKING ON DOOR) I'M NOT GOING TO LET ANYONE HURT YOU, LITTLE GIRL. YOU'RE SAFE HERE WITH ME. (GASPS) . -(INDISTINCT CHATTER) TOMMY: GOT IT! -GOOD GOING, GUYS! -JORDAN...! HEY. -HOW ARE YOU DOING? -GOOD. -GOOD? -YEAH. -WHAT'S UP? -I WANT YOU TO TAKE CARRIE WHITE TO PROM. (LAUGHING) GOOD ONE, BABE. COME ON. ARE YOU SERIOUS? I'M JUST TRYING TO FIX WHAT I DID. YEAH, I... I-I-I-I GET THAT, BUT THIS IS, UH... -SUE, IT'S NUTS. -OKAY, SO IT'S NUTS. BUT AFTER WHAT WE DID TO HER, I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING. I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING THAT COUNTS. (STAMMERS QUIETLY) WHAT EVEN MAKES YOU THINK THAT SHE WOULD SAY YES TO ME? -SHE'D SAY YES. -BUT WE'VE BARELY EVEN SPOKEN. I SAW HOW SHE LOOKED AT YOU IN CLASS WHEN YOU RESCUED HER. WHAT GIRL DOESN'T WANT TO GO TO PROM? WHAT GIRL DOESN'T WANT ONE MAGICAL NIGHT? MAYBE I CAN GIVE THAT UP FOR HER. NO... BABE, I WANT YOU TO HAVE THAT MAGIC NIGHT. I DON'T WANT TO GO TO PROM WITH CARRIE WHITE. I WANT TO GO TO PROM WITH YOU. I CAN'T GO. HOW YOU DOING? HEY. HOW'S IT GOING? (INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS) (APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS) HEY, CARRIE. I WAS, I WAS LOOKING FOR YOU AT THE LIBRARY 'CAUSE THAT'S WHERE THEY SAID YOU WERE. BUT, UH, YOU WEREN'T THERE, SO I FIGURED MAYBE YOU WERE HERE. "TELEKINESIS: UNLOCKING THE MIND." NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! IS THAT, IS THAT, LIKE, ABOUT HYPNOSIS? BECAUSE ME AND MY FRIENDS, WE TRIED THAT. WE ACTUALLY HYPNOTIZED MY BOY'S DOG. (LAUGHING) ANYWAY... UM... HOW YOU DOING? I'M OKAY. COOL. SO YOU KNOW HOW, UM, PROM IS NEXT WEEK? YOU KNOW? UM, I WAS WONDERING, IF... YOU DON'T HAVE A DATE ALREADY, MAYBE YOU WANT TO GO WITH ME. WHAT? THE PROM. NEXT WEEK. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) (DISTANT, ECHOING LAUGHTER) CARRIE. HEY... -CARRIE... -STOP! JUST... PLEASE... JUST STOP TRYING TO TRICK ME. NO, I'M NOT TRYING TO TRICK YOU. I'M NOT TRICKING YOU. AREN'T YOU WITH SUE SNELL? YEAH, I'M WITH SUE SNELL, BUT SHE DOESN'T WANT TO GO. I'M SORRY. (QUIET SOB) (CRYING) DID ONE OF THE GIRLS TRY SOMETHING AGAIN? NO. I GOT INVITED TO PROM. REALLY? (GASPS) THAT IS... THAT'S GREAT NEWS. WITH WHO? IT'S TOMMY ROSS. WOW. TOMMY ROSS? HE IS PRETTY DREAMY, HUH? YEAH. I KNOW WHO HE GOES AROUND WITH. THEY'RE JUST GOING TO TRICK ME AGAIN. RIGHT? MAYBE HE REALLY MEANT IT. NO. YES, OF COURSE HE DID. WHY? WHY WOULD HE WANT TO GO WITH ME? COME HERE. DO YOU KNOW WHAT I SEE? I SEE A BEAUTIFUL YOUNG WOMAN. MAYBE WEAR A LITTLE MAKE-UP. PINCH YOUR CHEEKS A LITTLE BIT, PUT SOME COLOUR IN THERE. CURL YOUR HAIR. STAND UP STRAIGHT. THERE YOU GO. DESJARDIN (VOICE-OVER): COME ON, SUE. -(BELL RINGING) -YOU AND CHRIS ARE BEST FRIENDS. IF YOU TWO` IF YOU THREE` ARE PLANNING ON PLAYING A JOKE ON A LONELY, DEFENCELESS GIRL... THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH CHRIS. OR YOU, MISS DESJARDIN. AND FOR ME... LISTEN, DUE RESPECT, MISS DESJARDIN, THIS IS BETWEEN SUE AND ME. YOU KNOW, IT'S KIND OF LIKE A PRIVATE THING. AND WHAT IS THE BIG DEAL, ANYWAY? IT'S JUST FOR ONE NIGHT, RIGHT? UH... FAMOUS ATHLETES LIKE TIM TEBOW ` HE-HE TAKES KIDS TO PROM ALL THE TIME AND EVERYONE LOVES HIM FOR IT. REALLY? -YOU'RE HARDLY A FAMOUS ATHLETE. -(TOMMY STAMMERS) -THIS IS A REALLY BIG DEAL FOR HER. LISTEN, DOESN'T MATTER. SHE SAID NO. -SO YOU'LL TRY AGAIN. -DON'T. -OKAY. -IT'S NOT OKAY. TOMMY... WHEN YOU SHOW UP TO PROM WITH CARRIE WHITE ON YOUR ARM, DON'T YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING TO LOOK THE TINIEST BIT RIDICULOUS? WE DON'T CARE HOW WE LOOK. DO WE? (BELL RINGING) NO. COME ON. (WIND WHISTLING) -WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? -AREN'T YOU GOING TO ASK ME IN? WHAT DO YOU WANT? YOU CAN'T BE HERE. GET RIGHT TO THE POINT, HUH? COOL. ABOUT THE PROM. -YOU KIND OF LEFT ME HANGING. -I ALREADY TOLD YOU. I KNOW, BUT I WAS HOPING THAT YOU'D CHANGE YOUR MIND. GIRLS CHANGE THEIR MIND ALL THE TIME. -WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? -BECAUSE I WANT TO. YOU NEED TO LEAVE. I'M NOT LEAVING UNTIL YOU SAY YES. WHY IS THIS SO IMPORTANT TO YOU? BECAUSE I THINK THAT WE WOULD HAVE A GOOD TIME. AND 'CAUSE I THINK THAT WHAT YOU READ IN CLASS WAS COOL. YOU KNOW, I LOOKED UP THAT BOOK IN THE LIBRARY MYSELF. THAT'S, UH... THE GUY WHO BROUGHT THE TEMPLE DOWN. SAMSON, RIGHT? YES. YES, OKAY, I'LL... I'LL GO. I GOTTA BE BACK BY 10:30. SURE, OKAY. UM... PICK YOU UP HERE AT 7:00? (WHISPERS): OKAY. (DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE) (LOW, INDISTINCT CONVERSATION) -TINA: CRAZY, RIGHT? -YEAH. TINA: TOMMY ROSS AND CARRIE WHITE. GENTLE MUSIC GENTLE MUSIC CONTINUES . . (THUNDER CRACKLING, RUMBLING) (THUNDER RUMBLES, CRASHES) WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I WAS WORRIED SICK. COME ON. COME INSIDE. -I'M SORRY I'M LATE, MAMA. -GET INSIDE. YOUR SUPPER'S COLD. I'M GOING TO HAVE TO HEAT IT UP. I DIDN'T KNOW... YOU'RE IMMODEST. I DIDN'T KNOW WHERE YOU WERE. -I DIDN'T KNOW. -NO, MAMA. I TOOK A BUS TO MAIN STREET AND I BOUGHT CLOTH FOR A DRESS AND... YOU ARE NOT TO GO ANYWHERE BUT TO SCHOOL AND BACK. YOU KNOW THAT. MAMA, BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING ELSE, I'VE BEEN ASKED TO PROM. MAMA, I'VE BEEN ASKED TO PROM. OH, GOD, WHY? IT'S NEXT SATURDAY AND HE'S A VERY NICE BOY. AND HE'LL COME AND MEET YOU BEFORE AND HE PROMISED TO HAVE ME HOME BY 10:30. -NO, NO, NO, NO... -I ALREADY ACCEPTED. I KNOW THIS SCARES YOU. IT SCARES ME, TOO. THE OTHER KIDS, THEY... THEY THINK I'M WEIRD. BUT I DON'T WANT TO BE. I HAVE TO TRY AND BE A WHOLE PERSON. BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE. (WHISPERS): HE'LL HURT YOU. (DEEP RUMBLING, CREAKING) NO, MAMA. NO, MAMA, THERE ARE BAD PEOPLE, BUT NOT TOMMY. HE'S GOOD. YOU'LL LIKE HIM. HE'S A VERY NICE BOY. BOYS, BOYS... AFTER THE BLOOD COMES THE BOYS SNIFFING, SLOBBERING LIKE DOGS. STOP IT, MAMA. THEY'LL-THEY'LL PAW AT YOU UNTIL THEY FIND WHERE THAT BLOOD SMELL COMES FROM. HE'S GOING TO TAKE YOU, CARRIE, IN HIS CAR, OUT TO THE WILDERNESS, -OUT WHERE IT'S COLD AND THE ROADHOUSES ARE AND THE WHISKEY. -STOP BEING SO CRAZY. -YOU TELL THAT BOY YOU'RE NOT GOING. -NO. WE'LL MOVE FROM HERE. WE'RE NEVER GONNA STOP MOVING. -NO, MAMA! -YOU'RE GONNA GO TO YOUR CLOSET AND YOU'RE GONNA PRAY. YOU'RE GONNA GET IN THERE, YOU'RE GONNA PRAY FOR FORGIVENESS. -NO, NEVER AGAIN, MAMA! -(RUMBLING) (SCREAMING) (MARGARET WHIMPERING) (DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE) (RUMBLING, WOOD CREAKING) MAMA, STAND UP. MAMA, STAND UP! (SCREAMING) MAMA, I'M GOING. -WITCH. -I'M NOT A WITCH, MAMA. -THERE ARE NO WITCHES. -THE DEVIL'S GOT HER NOW. -LIKE HE DID BEFORE. -IT'S NOT THE DEVIL, MAMA. THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE OUT THERE LIKE ME, WHO CAN DO WHAT I CAN DO. YOU POOR CHILD. DON'T YOU KNOW... DON'T YOU KNOW HE'S WORKING THROUGH YOU? MAMA, IT'S INHERITED. IT WAS PASSED DOWN FROM GRANDMA AND IT SKIPPED YOU. -YOU... YOU KNOW THAT. -NO... NO... -...NO, NO, NO... -MAYBE IT CAME FROM DADDY. HE GAVE ME A CANCER. I THOUGHT YOU WERE CANCER. -(RUMBLING) -(MARGARET SCREAMS) OH, THAT'S AWFUL. -DON'T SAY THAT. -SHE'S LOST. PRAY ALL YOU WANT, MAMA, BUT I'M GOING. MARGARET: ...BY YOUR CREATOR, BY THE CREATOR OF THE WHOLE UNIVERSE... AND NOTHING'S GONNA STOP ME. MARGARET: ...CONSIGN YOU TO HELL. (SCREAMING, SOBBING) AND I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT ANYMORE. . (DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE) WHAT ARE WE DOING? WHAT DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH CARRIE WHITE? BABY, YOU SAID YOU WANTED US TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT HER. (LAUGHING) (GUYS LAUGHING, PIGS OINKING) -KENNY: PIGGY! -(GUYS LAUGHING, GIGGLING) -JACKIE: YEAH, RIGHT... -HERE, PIGGY, PIGGY, PIGGY. KENNY: HERE, PIGGY, PIGGY, PIGGY, PIGGY... JACKIE: IT SMELLS LIKE SHIT IN HERE. CHRIS, PICK ONE. PICK ONE THAT LOOKS LIKE HER. PIG'S BLOOD FOR A PIG. (LAUGHS) (ALL LAUGHING) (LAUGHING): IT'S BIG! IT'S BIG! CHRIS: THAT ONE. GO ON. ONE QUICK SWING, ALL RIGHT? I GOT THIS. DON'T WORRY, LITTLE PIGGY, UNCLE JACK IS GONNA BASH YOUR HEAD RIGHT IN. -YOU'RE NOT GOING TO FEEL ONE... -SHUT UP! DO IT ALREADY. JESUS! (OINKING) JACKIE: I CAN'T. CHRIS: GOD, YOU GUYS ARE SUCH GODDAMN PUSSIES. SHUT UP! I'M SORRY, BILLY. -(THUD) -(PIG SQUEALS BRIEFLY) (BILLY WHISTLES) COME ON, YOU GOT THIS. ALL RIGHT, IT'S JUST ONE QUICK SLICE AND... JACKIE: OH, MY GOD. GOOD JOB, BABY. -HUH? -(JACKIE AND KENNY LAUGHING) (INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER) (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING OVER STEREO IN BACKGROUND) SUE... HEY, ARE YOU OKAY? -HEATHER: HEY... -(SUE RETCHING) (GRUNTING SOFTLY) (RETCHING, VOMITING) (TOILET FLUSHES) (PANTING) GENTLE MUSIC GENTLE MUSIC CONTINUES (HUMMING SOFTLY) THERE WE GO. (CONTINUES HUMMING) (DOOR CREAKS) (DOOR CLOSES) -(CONTINUES HUMMING) -(SEWING MACHINE RATTLING) CHRIS (WHISPERING): BILLY. HURRY UP. (CHUCKLES): OH, MY GOD. WHEN THE TIME COMES, I'LL LET YOU PULL THE ROPE, OKAY? OH, I PLAN ON IT. (GASPS) (SIGHS SOFTLY) TINA: DID YOU GUYS SEE SUE TODAY? BOTH: SHE LOOKED AWFUL. I KNOW CHRIS ISN'T COMING. WELL, SHE'S SUSPENDED. THINK SHE'LL CRASH? I MEAN, YOU NEVER KNOW WITH CHRIS, RIGHT? -LIZZI: SO TRUE. -(LAUGHTER) (GIRLS GIGGLE) SO, I THINK I'M GONNA HAVE THE AFTER-PARTY. NO. WHAT DO YOU THINK? DOWN? YEAH. (LAUGHTER) (WHOOPS) (LAUGHTER) (EERIE WHOOSH) WILL YOU PIN IT ON ME, MAMA? RED. I MIGHT HAVE KNOWN IT WOULD BE RED. IT'S PINK. I CAN SEE YOUR DIRTY PILLOWS. EVERYONE WILL. BREASTS, MAMA. BREASTS. YOU HAVE THEM AND EVERY WOMAN HAS THEM. TAKE OFF THAT DRESS, CARRIE. -NO. -NO, TAKE IT OFF, AND WE'LL BURN IT TOGETHER AND PRAY FOR FORGIVENESS. MAMA, IT'S MODEST. CALL THAT BOY, AND TELL HIM YOU'RE NOT GOING. YOU JUST TELL HIM... TELL HIM YOU'RE SICK. I DON'T WANT YOU TO GET HURT. OR YOU COULD JUST BE HAPPY FOR ME. (DEEP RUMBLING, WOOD CREAKING) MAMA, STOP HURTING YOURSELF. YOU KNOW IT'S NOT GONNA MAKE ME STAY. (DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE) (HORN HONKS OUTSIDE) HE'S NOT COMING. IT'S A TRICK. SAME AS ALWAYS. HE'S GONNA COME. THEY'RE GONNA LAUGH AT YOU. THEY'RE ALL GONNA LAUGH AT YOU. MAMA, STOP IT. I'M NERVOUS ENOUGH AS IT IS. (CAR DOOR CLOSES OUTSIDE) (INDISTINCT CONVERSATION) YOU SEE, MAMA? YOU SEE, IT'S ALL GONNA BE OKAY. OH, REPENT. IT'S NOT TOO LATE. MAMA, DON'T RUIN THIS FOR ME. I'LL BE HOME EARLY. I'M GONNA HAVE TO TELL THAT BOY THE TRUTH, THAT YOUR FATHER TOOK ME AND YOU WERE BORN OF SIN. -YOU'LL SAY NOTHING, MAMA. -AND FROM THAT SIN... ...FROM THAT SIN WAS BORN ANOTHER: THE WORST SIN! "A MAN OR A WOMAN WHO IS A WITCH AMONG YOU IS TO BE PUT TO DEATH. YOU ARE TO STONE THEM." (GASPS) I'M WARNING YOU, MAMA. THE DEVIL'S HAND. (DEEP RUMBLING) PLEASE DON'T DO THIS. (DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE) THERE WILL BE A JUDGMENT, CARRIE. -(RUMBLING, THUMPING) -AS JEZEBEL FELL FROM THE TOWER, YOU, TOO... (MUFFLED GRUNT) (GRUNTS) (MUFFLED GRUNTING) (RUMBLING) MAMA, YOU'RE NOT GONNA SAY ANOTHER WORD UNTIL I'M GONE. (KNOCKING ON DOOR) (DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE) (GRUNTING) (GRUNTING, POUNDING ON DOOR CONTINUES) MOMMY, I'M SORRY. (GRUNTING, POUNDING STOPS) I LOVE YOU. I'LL BE HOME EARLY. (LOUD THUMP) (GRUNTING, POUNDING ON DOOR RESUME) (CRACKLING, SIZZLING) (RADIO KNOB CLICKS) (VOCALIST AND CHOIR SINGING GOSPEL MUSIC OVER RADIO) (KNOCKING ON DOOR) (MUSIC CONTINUES FAINTLY) -HI. -HI. I LOOK OKAY? YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL. (BIRDS CHIRPING) . TOMMY, CAN WE WAIT A MINUTE? YEAH, SURE, WE CAN WAIT AS LONG AS YOU WANT. (STUDENTS CHATTERING, LAUGHING OUTSIDE) YOU SCARED? THEY'RE NOT THAT BAD. BESIDES, I-I NEED YOU IN THERE. DANCING BY MYSELF ALL NIGHT, I'D LOOK AWFUL SILLY. (CHUCKLES) HERE, LET ME FIX THIS. I THINK THIS IS SUPPOSED TO GO ON YOUR WRIST. THERE. YOU READY? THE NAKED AND FAMOUS' YOUNG BLOOD MUSIC CONTINUES (CHEERING) (LAUGHING) OKAY? GOD, YOU LOOK HANDSOME, ROSS. -DAWSON! -(GEORGE AND TOMMY LAUGH) BOTH: BOO-YAH! DON'T WORRY. IF THEY KILL EACH OTHER, I'LL DANCE WITH YOU. TOMMY: CARRIE, THIS IS MY BEST BUDDY, GEORGE DAWSON. AND THIS IS HIS GIRLFRIEND, ERIKA. -CARRIE. -SHE GOES TO DOVER. -HI. COME ON, I'LL SHOW YOU THE TABLE. I LOVE YOUR DRESS. WHERE DID YOU GET IT? I MADE IT. NO KIDDING, REALLY? -YEAH. -THAT'S AMAZING. (CHEERING) (WHOOPING) (GROWLING) YOU WANT TO DANCE? (SIGHS) (LAUGHTER) OR IF YOU WANT, WE COULD WAIT FOR A SLOWER SONG. (CHUCKLING): YEAH. (DESJARDIN LAUGHS) I'LL BE BACK. THANKS. MISS DESJARDIN. YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL. I-I'LL LET YOU TWO LADIES TALK. UH, DO YOU WANT SOME PUNCH? I HEARD GREG AND HARRY SPIKED IT. REALLY? (CHUCKLES) NO, I'M JUST KIDDING. (LAUGHS GENTLY) YOU'RE DOING OKAY? -YEAH. -YEAH? (PHONE CHIMES) (BEEPS) (BEEPS) LISTEN... DO, DO YOU REALLY GOTTA BE HOME SO EARLY? I PROMISED. NO, YEAH, I KNOW, I UNDERSTAND, BUT, UM, A BUNCH OF PEOPLE, WE'RE GOING TO THE CAVALIER AFTER. THAT'S OKAY. WHAT IS? WELL, I-I KNOW YOU WANT TO HANG OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS, -AND THAT'S... -NO, HEY... SLOW SONG PLAYS IT'S A SLOW SONG. NO. -YEAH, COME ON. -NO, NO, NO, TOMMY. I'VE NEVER DANCED BEFORE. -IT'S OKAY. -NO, I C` I CAN'T. -I CAN'T DO IT. -HEY. YOU CAN'T GO TO PROM AND NOT HAVE AT LEAST ONE DANCE. -I CAN'T. -CARRIE WHITE, WILL YOU HAVE THIS DANCE WITH ME? COME ON. (SIGHS) COME ON. IT'S SO EASY. TAKE THIS HAND IN MY HAND. LIKE THIS, SEE? YOU'RE GONNA PUT THIS HAND ON MY SHOULDER, AND I PUT MY HAND ON YOUR HIP. THEN WE SWAY. SEE? IT'S EASY. YOU GOT NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT. AND YOU'RE GOOD; YOU'RE A GOOD LEARNER. (CHUCKLES) AND THEN, IF YOU WANT TO GET FANCY WITH IT, WE CAN DO THE DANCING WITH THE STARS. -YEAH? -NO... -YEAH, READY? -NO. -LOOK. (BOTH LAUGH) TO THE FIRST ONE. THIS IS FUN, RIGHT? (BOTH LAUGH) TOMMY, WHY AM I HERE? BECAUSE I INVITED YOU. BUT WHY? CARRIE, WE'RE HERE, WE'RE, WE'RE AT PROM. I'M HAVING SUCH A GREAT TIME WITH YOU. YOU ARE? YEAH. AND I HOPE THAT YOU'RE HAVING A GOOD TIME WITH ME. YEAH. SO, WHAT DO YOU SAY WE DANCE A LITTLE LONGER AND THEN... AND THEN WE, WE SEE WHICH POOR FOOL THEY CROWN KING AND QUEEN... (BOTH CHUCKLE) ...AND THEN, AND THEN WE GO TO THE CAVALIER. AND I'LL HAVE YOU HOME BY 10:30. HOW'S THAT SOUND TO YOU? -YEAH. -YEAH? MAYBE 11:00. WHATEVER YOU WANT. (CHUCKLES) 11:00. (GRUNTS) (WOOD CRACKS) (GRUNTS) (BANGING DOOR) EMCEE (OVER SPEAKER): ALL RIGHT, EVERYONE TAKE YOUR SEATS, TAKE YOUR SEATS. -LET'S GO. -IT'S NOW TIME TO VOTE FOR YOUR KING AND QUEEN OF THE PROM. -(CHEERING) -ALL RIGHT. WHOO! UH, BALLOTS ARE ON THE TABLE. EVERYONE GETS THEIR OWN, PLEASE. GUYS, TAKE YOUR SEATS. YOU'RE GONNA SEE A LIST OF ALL THE CANDIDATES... -HERE. ...WITH A CHECK MARK BOX BESIDE EACH ONE. MAKE AN "X" BESIDE THE CANDIDATE OF YOUR CHOICE. LET'S HAVE THE BEST PROM EVER! WHOO! ALL RIGHT. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) TOMMY, WE'RE ON HERE. -WHAT, DON'T YOU WANT TO BE ON THERE? -DO YOU? WHY NOT? I MEAN, IF WE WIN, TH-THE ONLY THING THAT HAPPENS IS, WE GOT TO GO UP THERE ON THOSE THRONES, WAVE A SCEPTRE AROUND WHILE THEY PLAY THE SCHOOL SONG, AND THEN, UH, DO A LITTLE DANCE SO EVERYONE CAN SEE HOW IDIOTIC WE LOOK. THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL. YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL. SO, WHO DO WE VOTE FOR? (LAUGHING): I GUESS THEY'RE MORE YOUR CROWD THAN MINE. I DON'T REALLY HAVE A CROWD. WELL, I THINK WE VOTE FOR OURSELVES, RIGHT? NO, NO, DON'T, DON'T VOTE FOR US. TO THE DEVIL WITH FALSE MODESTY. TO THE DEVIL. (LAUGHS) -HURT YOURSELF? -NO. -THANK YOU, THANK YOU. -TOMMY: TO MY BOY GEORGE DAWSON, TO THE FEARSOME FOUR ` MIKE, MATT, BRIAN, AND BRAD ` -I` YOU KNOW, I'M GONNA MISS YOU GUYS. -ALL SET? OH, YEAH. GOOD LUCK, KIDS, YOU'VE GOT MY VOTE. -MORE BALLOTS FOR YOU. -HERE YOU GO. (PHONE CHIMING AND BUZZING) (DOG BARKING) . - (DANCE MUSIC PLAYS) -(GIRLS WHOOPING) HERE YOU GO. AS SOON AS THAT BUCKET GOES, WE RUN. WE DON'T STICK AROUND FOR THE LAUGHS OR THE SCREAMS OR ANYTHING. ALL RIGHT? YOU GOT IT? YOU LISTENING? HEY. -HEY. -OW! WHAT? WHEN THEY GET UP THERE, WHAT'S HAPPENING? YOU'RE PULLING THE ROPE, AND WHEN THE BU... -SHUT UP SO I CAN HEAR. -HEY, LISTEN TO ME, LISTEN. IF YOU GET CAUGHT AND YOU SAY ANYTHING ABOUT WHAT WE DID, I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU. THIS ISN'T WHAT YOU BITCHES DID IN THE SHOWER. THIS, THIS IS CRIMINAL ASSAULT. THIS IS FUCKING JAIL TIME IF WE'RE CAUGHT. I GET IT. (BRAKES SCREECH) (PANTING) HEY. WHATEVER HAPPENS TONIGHT, YOU'RE QUEEN, OKAY? EMCEE (OVER P.A.): AND THE RESULTS ARE IN, AND IT WAS VERY, VERY CLOSE. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) (OVER P.A.): A DRUMROLL, PLEASE. (DRUMROLL) BY ONE VOTE, OUR WINNERS ARE... TOMMY ROSS AND CARRIE WHITE! SCHOOL SONG PLAYS COME ON. (STUDENTS CHEERING, MUSIC PLAYING) YOUNG MAN: WAY TO GO, CARRIE. (LAUGHS) (WHOOPS) HEATHER, WHERE'S CHRIS? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? SHE'S NOT HERE. (WHOOPS) HEY, WHAT'S WRONG? COME ON, COME ON, GO. YOU CAN DO THIS. (WHOOPS) WE ARE FUCKING DOING THIS. IT'S TOO LATE TO GO BACK NOW. EWEN HIGH, I GIVE YOU YOUR NEWLY CROWNED KING AND QUEEN OF THE PROM... TOMMY ROSS AND CARRIE WHITE! -PULL IT. -SHUT UP, BILLY. -CHRIS. -SUE? (BOTH GRUNT) -(CHRIS GASPS) -DESJARDIN: SUE. -WHAT ARE YOU DOING? -HEY... COME ON. -COME ON, LET'S GO. -NO, MISS DESJARDIN, IT'S NOT ME, IT'S CHRIS. -PULL IT, BILLY, PULL IT. -SHH! -DON'T RUIN THIS FOR CARRIE. -IT'S NOT ME. -COME ON! OUT! -LET HER HAVE THIS! -NO, WAIT. (GRUNTING) (GRUNTING) NO! (GASPS) (GASPS) (ALL GASPING) (GASPING) (BUCKET SQUEAKING) (BUCKET SQUEAKING, RATTLING) WHAT THE HELL?! GIRLS (CHANTING ON VIDEO): PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! CARRIE (ON VIDEO): PLEASE HELP ME! -PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! -HELP ME! -PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! -(CARRIE SOBBING ON VIDEO) -PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! -(DISTORTED LAUGHTER) (ON VIDEO): PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! (ECHOES): CARRIE, WAIT. CARRIE! -PLUG IT UP! PLUG IT UP! -CARRIE (SOBBING): HELP ME! (DISTORTED, ECHOING LAUGHTER) (CHRIS'S DISTORTED LAUGHTER) -FREAK! FREAK! -BILLY: COME ON! (GASPS) (DISTORTED LAUGHTER) CARRIE, COME ON. (GASPING) -(CLANKING THUD) -(GIRL SCREAMS) TOMMY... (DOOR RATTLING) (TREMBLING BREATHS) TOMMY... (SOBBING): TOMMY, NO... NO. CARRIE (SOBS): NO. -(ENGINE REVVING) -CHRIS: FUCK. -YOU HAVE AN INCH. -BILLY: YEAH. COME ON. GO, GO, GO. COME ON! (SOFT, DISTORTED INHALE) (ELECTRONIC BUZZING, CRACKLING) (LONG, DISTORTED INHALE) COME ON. ARE YOU SEEING THIS? (HISSING BREATHS) WAIT! COME ON! (HISSING BREATH) -(CARRIE SCREAMS) -(YELLING) -(PANTING) -(GASPING) -(WHOOSH) -(CRASHING) (PANICKED SHOUTS, SHRIEKING) THERE'S BEEN AN EXPLOSION! (DISTORTED PANTING) (CARRIE GRUNTS) DON'T PANIC! (GRUNTING) (PANICKED SHOUTS, BANGING ON DOORS) -COME ON! -JACKIE: BLEACHERS! -OH, MY GOD! -(SCREAMING, GRUNTING) (CARRIE GRUNTS) (GASPING, GRUNTING) (GRUNT) (YELLS, GRUNTS) LIZZI: WE HAVE TO GET TO THE DOOR! -NIKKI! -(WHOOSH) (SCREAMING) -LIZZI! LIZZI! -NIKKI! (CARRIE GRUNTS) (SCREAMING) (PANICKED SHOUTS, SCREAMS) (LOW EXHALING GROWL) (CRACKLING, POPPING) GEORGE: HEY, COME ON! WE GOT TO GO! -ULMANN: TINA, COME ON! -YOUNG MAN: OPEN THE DOOR! ULMANN: COME ON! (LOW GROWL, YELL) (SIZZLING, CRACKLING, POPPING) (SHUDDERS) -(SNAPPING, CRACKING) -(SCREAMING) (CRACKING, SNAPPING) (SCREAMING) (CONTINUES SCREAMING) (GASPS) (GRUNTS) (CHOKING) (WHOOSHING, RUMBLING) (WHOOSHING RISING IN PITCH) (WIRE WHIPPING, RAPID POPPING) (CHOKING) (GROANS, GRUNTS) (COUGHS, GROANS) (DEEP RUMBLING, WHOOSHING) (SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE) (SIRENS CONTINUE WAILING IN DISTANCE) (PANTING) (CAR ENGINE REVS) (EXHALES) (EXPLOSIONS) (ENGINE REVS) (BRAKES SQUEAK) (SIRENS WAILING) -(SIREN PASSING) -BILLY: WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? -NOTHING. -YOU THINK THIS IS A FUCKING GAME? SHH, SHH, SHH. (SIRENS WAILING) WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO? WE'RE GONNA LEAVE TOWN, AND WE'RE NEVER GONNA COME BACK. (SOBS, LAUGHS) OKAY? IT'S OKAY. -IT'S GONNA BE OKAY. -OKAY. (SIREN WAILING, ENGINE ROARING) (EXHALES) (SUDDEN BOOM, THEN RUMBLING AND CRACKLING) (CRACKLING) (DEBRIS STRIKES CAR) -(RUMBLING, WHOOSHING) -(CRACKLING) -(DEBRIS STRIKING CAR) OH, MY GOD! WATCH OUT! (ENGINE REVS, TYRES SCREECH) (ENGINE REVS, THEN STOPS) (TYRES SQUEAL) SHIT TOWN! GO! MOVE! (ENGINE ROARS, TYRES SQUEAL) OH, MY GOD. IT'S CARRIE! RUN HER DOWN. KILL HER. KILL HER, BILLY. -KILL HER, BILLY! KILL HER! -SHUT UP! I GOT THIS! (ENGINE REVS) BILLY: COME ON...! (BILLY YELLING) -(CRASH) -(DISTORTED GRUNTING) (DEBRIS CLATTERING) (DISTORTED EXHALE) (GROANS, GASPS) BILLY? BILLY? BILLY? -(ENGINE IDLING) -CHRIS: N-NO. (PANTS) (CARRIE GRUNTS) (GRUNTING, KICKING DOOR) (GASPS) (FRANTIC GRUNTING) (GRUNTS, GASPS) (SOBBING): OH, NO... (ENGINE REVS, TYRES SQUEAL) (CHRIS YELLING) (ENGINE REVVING) (DEEP, DISTORTED GRUNT) (ENGINE REVVING) (METAL CREAKING) (PANTING) (ENGINE SPUTTERING, METAL CREAKING) (LOW EXHALE) (ENGINE REVVING) (ELECTRICITY BUZZING, SPARKING) (WEAK CHOKING) (CHOKING STOPS) (LOW GASPING) (DEEP WHOOSH) . (COUGHING, INDISTINCT CHATTER) (SIRENS WAILING) (STUDENTS WAILING IN DISTANCE) (CRYING) (SIREN APPROACHING) (SOBBING BREATHS) (DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE, WIND WHISTLING) (SOBBING): MOMMY... MOMMY... MOMMY... MOMMY! (CONTINUES SOBBING) MAMA? MAMA? (HINGES SQUEAKING) (PANTING) (DEEP RUMBLING, CREAKING) (FLOORBOARDS CREAK) MAMA? MAMA?! (SOFT, TREMBLING BREATH) (SOFT GASPS) (SOBBING SOFTLY) NO... NO... NO... (PANTING) (CRYING) (QUIETLY): I'M SO SORRY. (TREMBLING BREATH) (DOOR CREAKING QUIETLY) MAMA? MAMA? (FLOORBOARDS CREAKING) (CARRIE GASPS) OH, MAMA. MAMA, YOU WERE RIGHT. (CRYING): THEY LAUGHED AT ME, MOMMY. THEY ALL LAUGHED AT ME. I KNEW THEY'D HURT MY LITTLE GIRL. (QUIET CREAKING) (WHISPERS): I SHOULD HAVE KILLED MYSELF WHEN HE PUT IT IN ME. WE SLEPT IN THE SAME BED, LIVED TOGETHER SINLESSLY. THEN ONE NIGHT, I... I SAW HIM LOOK AT ME IN THAT WAY. AND WE GOT DOWN ON OUR KNEES... TO PRAY FOR STRENGTH. AND THAT'S WHEN HE TOOK ME. NO, MAMA. I-I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT. -AND I LIKED IT. -MAMA, NO... I SHOULD HAVE GIVEN YOU TO GOD WHEN YOU WERE BORN, BUT... I WAS WEAK... AND I LOVED YOU SO MUCH. THEN I SAID, 'GOD... LET ME KEEP MY LITTLE GIRL.' (QUIET CREAKING) LET ME KEEP HER. LET US PRAY. (SIGHING): YES, MAMA. YES, WE'LL PRAY. -YES, WE'LL PRAY. -I'LL BE THE PREACHER, YOU'LL BE MY CONGREGATION. (KISSES) OUR FATHER... WHO ART IN HEAVEN... HALLOWED BE THY NAME. THY KINGDOM COME... THY WILL BE DONE... ...ON EARTH... ...AS IT IS... IN... -HEAVEN." -(GASPS): MAMA! (ELECTRICAL BUZZING) (YELLS) (GRUNTS) (DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE) (GASPS) (GRUNTING) MAMA, PLEASE... (GRUNTING) NO, MAMA... MAMA, PLEASE... -MAMA... -THIS ISN'T YOUR FAULT, CARRIE, IT'S MINE. MOMMY, THIS ISN'T RIGHT. YOU KNOW THE DEVIL NEVER DIES. HE KEEPS COMING BACK. YOU GOT TO KEEP KILLING HIM... -NO, MAMA. -...OVER AND OVER AGAIN. (GASPS) MAMA, PLEASE... MAMA! MAMA, NO! NO, MAMA! -COME HERE, BABY... -NO! CARRIE: NO! NO! NO! NO, MAMA... (SCREAMS) MOMMY! MAMA, NO! MAMA, STOP IT... NO! (BOTH YELL) MAMA, STOP IT! (GRUNTS) (BLADE SLASHES, CARRIE SCREAMS) (YELLS) (PANTING) (DEEP RUMBLING) (FAINT WHIMPER) (PANTS) (DEEP CREAKING) (OBJECTS WHOOSHING, CLACKING) -(WHISPERS): CARRIE. -I'M SORRY. CARRIE! NO! (GASPING, GRUNTING) (AGONIZED GROAN) (MOANING) (LOW PANTING) (LOW, DEEP CREAKING) (CRYING QUIETLY) MAMA... (INHALES) (GRUNTING) SHH. OKAY. (SOBS) (GRUNTS) -(CARRIE GRUNTING) -(GASPING) OKAY... (GRUNTS) (GASPS) CARRIE (WHISPERS): IT'S OKAY. (LOW GRUNTING) -SHH, SHH, SHH. -(WEAK GASPING) (WHISPERS): SHH, MAMA. IT'S OKAY. NO ONE'S GONNA HURT YOU. NO ONE'S GONNA HURT YOU. (WEAK GROANING) (MARGARET GASPING WEAKLY) (LONG, QUIET EXHALE) (SOBS) (LOW, DEEP CREAKING) (SOBS) (DEEP CREAKING) SUE: CARRIE? LET ME HELP YOU, CARRIE. WHY COULDN'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE? I'M SORRY. (WHOOSH) (GASPS, GRUNTS) (WHISPERS): LOOK WHAT YOU TURNED ME INTO. DON'T HURT ME, CARRIE. -WHY NOT? -(SUE COUGHING) I'VE BEEN HURT MY WHOLE LIFE. -(DEEP CREAKING) -(SUE CHOKING, GASPING) (THUMPING, CRACKING AND SHATTERING) I, I KILLED MY MOM. I WANT HER BACK. I'M, I'M SC` I'M SCARED. (RUMBLING, CRACKING) (WHIMPERS) (GASPS) (GASPS) WE'VE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE! GIVE ME YOUR HAND... GIVE ME YOUR HAND! COME ON. -(HEART BEATING) -IT'S A GIRL. WHAT? YOU DON'T KNOW? OH, MY GOD. GET OUT! GET OUT! (WHOOSHING) IT'S OKAY. (RUMBLING, CRASHING, CREAKING) MISS SNELL, WE'RE TRYING TO DETERMINE THE EXACT ROLE CARRIE WHITE PLAYED IN THE TRAGEDY ON PROM NIGHT. YOU WOULD AGREE THAT YOU WERE UNDER AN ENORMOUS AMOUNT OF STRESS. ISN'T IT POSSIBLE THAT WHAT YOU SAW WAS A NATURAL ACT? MY BOYFRIEND, MOST OF MY FRIENDS DIED THAT NIGHT BUT... I KNOW WHAT I SAW. (VOICE-OVER): YOU WANT AN EXPLANATION? CARRIE HAD SOME SORT OF POWER. BUT SHE WAS JUST LIKE ME... LIKE ANY OF YOU. SHE HAD HOPES, AND SHE HAD FEARS. AND WE PUSHED HER. AND YOU CAN ONLY PUSH SOMEONE SO FAR... ...BEFORE THEY BREAK. (DEEP RUMBLING) (CRACKING) (SCREAMING) WWW.ABLE.CO.NZ CAPTIONS WERE MADE POSSIBLE WITH FUNDING FROM NZ ON AIR. ABLE 2015