Carrie Page #2

I... I really must say... I must confess

this poem displays

the most extraordinary talent.

Talent extraordinary for you,

Tommy Ross.

You know, Tommy,

this is slightly different from running

touchdowns and hitting home runs.

Class,

any criticisms?

Anyone?

It's beautiful.

Carrie White!

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

Beautiful!

"Oh, beautiful for spacious skies,

for amber waves of grain" !

Is that the beautiful you mean?

Is it, Carrie, hmm?

Well, Carrie, this is hardly a criticism.

You suck.

Tommy, did you say something, Tommy?

- Who, me?

- Yes, you.

I said "Aw, shucks."

Roll call:
Blake.

Present.

- Borne.

- Here.

- Gogin.

- Present.

- Grace.

- Here.

- Hargenson.

- Here.

- Litton.

- Yeah.

- MacDermit.

- Present.

- O'Shea.

- Present.

- Pollock.

- Here.

- Shires.

- Present.

- Snell.

- Here.

- Watson.

- Present.

- And the Wilsons.

- We're here.

Okay, line up.

Line up!

Move it!

On your feet right now! Two lines!

Alice and Mary, eyes front.

Katie...

You, too, Chris.

And spit out that gum.

- Where'll I put it, Miss Collins?

- You can choke on it for all I care.

Just get it out of your mouth.

Wipe that smirk off your face, Norma.

Okay. Now I want you all to know that

you did a really shitty thing yesterday,

a really shitty thing.

Did any of you ever stop to think

that Carrie White has feelings?

Do any of you ever stop to think?

No, I guess you're too busy

thinking about your dates

and the prom.

I guess you can take your pick, Chris.

Who's the lucky guy?

Billy Nolan.

- Who?

- Billy Nolan.

- I'm sorry, could you speak up?

- Billy Nolan.

Well, isn't he the lucky one!

What about you, Sue?

Who's taking you?

Tommy Ross.

Right.

Now, my idea for this little trick you pulled

was three days' suspension

and refusal of your prom tickets.

Oh!

What...?

God!

That'd get you where you live, wouldn't it?

And you deserve it.

I don't think any of you have any idea

of just how nasty what you did really was.

But the office has decided

you're to have one week's detention.

Still, there's one little catch.

It's to be my detention.

That's 50 minutes

every day

starting today

on the athletic field.

Get the picture?

I'm not coming.

That's up to you, Chris.

That's up to all of you.

Punishment for skipping detention

is three days' suspension

and refusal of your prom tickets.

Any other thoughts?

Good. Now change up.

Where are you going?

- Where you going?

- Gotta go.

- I'm not coming.

- You're really not gonna come?

- I'm not coming.

- You're gonna miss the prom.

F***!

And... 1 , 2, 3, 4.

2, 2, 3, 4.

3, 2, 3, 4.

4, 2, 3, 4.

5, 2...

Energy, Norma! Come on!

8, 2, 3, 4.

1 , 2, 3, 4.

2, 2, 3, 4.

3, 2, 3, 4.

Stretch, 2, 3, 4.

Stretch, 2, 3, 4.

Stretch, Norma, stretch!

Stretch, 2, 3, 4.

1 , 2,

bend, up.

Bend, up.

1 , 2.

1 , 2.

1 , 2.

Faster.

And 1 , 2.

1 , 2.

1 , 2, 1 ,

and 2

and 3

Uhh!

..and 4

and 5

and 6

and 7

and 8

and 9

and 10

and 11

and 12

and 13

and 14

and 15.

1, 2, 1 , 2, 1 , 2, 1 , 2,

1, 2, 1 , 2,

1, 2, 1 , 2.

Get your knees up!

1, 2, 1 , 2,

1, 2, 1 , 2.

Come on, you hotshots!

She can't get away with this.

I'm gonna get her.

Let it go, Chris.

Like hell I will.

1 , 2, 1 , 2, 1 , 2.

The period's not up, Hargenson.

- It is for me.

- Keep running!

There are 10 minutes left.

Stick 'em up your...

You can't hit us!

You'll get canned for this,

you b*tch!

One more word and I'll knock you down!

She can't get away with this

if we all stick together, Norma!

Helen?

Sue?!

Shut up, Chris.

Just shut up.

This isn't over.

This isn't over by a long shot!

You're out of the prom, Hargenson.

Okay, the show's over.

In place, run!

1 , 2, 1 , 2, 1 , 2.

Hang 'em high! Hang 'em low!

Come on, Bates, let's go!

Hang 'em high! Hang 'em low!

Come on, Bates, let's go!

- Give me a B!

- B!

- Give me an A!

- A!

- Give me a T!

- T!

- Give me an E!

- E!

- Give me an S!

- S!

Bates! Bates! Yeah!

- Guess who's entering the nationals?

- Are you kidding?

Hey, terrific!

What's up?

Can I talk to you?

- Right now?

- It's real important.

All right.

Tommy, if I asked you to do something

very special for me,

would you do it?

Yeah.

I want you to take Carrie White

to the prom.

How's it looking there?

Ha ha ha!

Freddy!

Wanna go over to Minsky's

for some hard stuff?

No.

- Huh?

- Some other time, huh?

- You p*ssy!

- Gimme one of them beers!

- Suck on this, huh?

- All right!

Yee-hoo!

- Hey, man!

- Oh, man, those stripes!

Ooh!

Aah!

Yes!

Oh, sh*t.

Watch it, you stupid sh*t!

Don't call me that, huh?

Well, look what you did!

Stupid sh*t.

- I told you not to call me that.

- Look out!

Dumb punk!

- What, are you scared?

- What, do you want to get us killed?

Dumb sh*t.

You f***!

Okay, I'll do it.

Take the streets!

Hi, friend! What's up?

Don't be in such a hurry.

Oh.

Come on...

"Don't be in such a hurry."

- I'm hurrying away from you.

- No, you're not.

- Pain right in the ass.

- You don't mean that.

I don't mean that.

You're crazier than a son of a b*tch.

Give me everything

Oh,

sweet sigh

Come here.

Oh, sh*t.

Ooh!

Mmm...

Mm!

Jesus Christ, what's wrong with you!

- Can't you wait a minute?

- Well, what for? We do this all the time.

You're so ignorant.

Yeah, but... that's what

you like about me, right?

I know that.

Sh*t.

No?

No?

I know what you like about me.

This.

Touch it.

No!

Dumb sh*t!

I told you never to call me that!

You are totally f***ed up! You really are.

I'm convinced.

Billy...

Come here.

Billy... Come on.

Come on.

I want you to do something...

Something important.

Mm-hm?

Billy...

Billy...

Oh, Billy...

Billy...

Oh, Billy...

Oh, Billy... Billy... Oh, Billy...

Oh, Billy, I hate Carrie White.

Who?

Hi, Carrie.

Hi.

- How are you?

- Okay.

Good. Uh...

What are you doing?

Reading.

Yeah? What are you reading?

It's about, uh

sewing.

Sewing. That's good.

Um...

If you don't have a date for the prom

next Friday,

would you like to go with me?

To the prom? It's next Friday. I know

this is late notice, but, uh... Carrie?

Carrie, let...

You guys go on. Practise those drills

from yesterday. I'll be right there.

Carrie?

Carrie.

Carrie, what's the matter?

- What happened?

- Nothin'.

Was it one of the girls?

Did one of the girls do something to you?

No.

Well, what is it, then?

You can trust me. You know that?

Would you tell me?

I got invited to the prom.

That's great! That's fantastic!

So what are you moping around for?

Tommy Ross asked me.

That's even better.

- He's really cute, huh?

- I know who he goes around with.

They're just trying

to trick me again, I know.

Maybe not.

I mean... maybe he really meant it.

Let's think about this, now.

It might be terrific.

You might have a really good time.

Carrie?

Carrie, I wanna talk about this attitude

you have about yourself.

You're always walking around

with your hair down, all moping around.

Carrie?

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