Carrie Page #5
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- Year:
- 1976
- 98 min
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but tonight there's only me.
I never dreamed someone like you
could love someone like me.
All right, ladies and gentlemen!
Ladies and gentlemen...
And you two behave yourselves, okay?
Take your seats, please. We've gotta vote
for the king and the queen.
Tommy,
we are here.
I know.
Do you wanna decline?
Do you?
Hell, no. If you win, all they do is put you
up there for a school song and a dance.
Then they take your picture
for the yearbook,
so everyone can see
we look like a couple of idiots.
Anyway, it's the last year. Why not?
It's so beautiful!
Hey...
You're beautiful.
Well, who should we vote for?
They're more your crowd than mine.
I don't even have a crowd.
Let's vote for ourselves.
No.
Why not?
Please don't vote for ourselves.
Carrie...
Come on. To the devil with false modesty.
The devil!
Billy! Shh!
Will you close that a little bit?
Jesus, you wanna get caught?
- That Carrie White, she sure is cute.
- Shut up.
- Thought you said they were gonna win.
- They will. Won't even be close.
I called in a few favours.
Can I have your ballot, please?
Hello, guys. Thank you.
Can I have your ballots, please?
- Thank you.
- Thanks, there.
Thank you.
Thank you, there.
Ballots, please. Thank you.
Thank you.
Freddy, hurry up, please.
Ballots...
Good, good. Thanks a lot there, Vic.
Get all of them?
They're right in back of you,
so start kicking.
- See you.
- Good luck.
More ballots? Thank you.
I have some more ballots for you.
Thank you.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I've got the winners.
All right!
I give you Tommy Ross and Carrie White!
They're all gonna laugh at you!
They're all gonna laugh at you!
They're all gonna laugh at you!
- Plug it up! Plug it up!
- They're all gonna laugh at you!
- Plug it up! Plug it up!
- They're all gonna laugh at you!
We're all sorry, Cassie.
- They're all gonna laugh at you!
- We're all sorry, Cassie.
Trust me, Carrie. You can trust me.
Trust me, Carrie. You can trust me.
Trust me, Carrie. You can trust me.
Come on, let's go, Billy!
- They're all gonna laugh at you!
- We're sorry, Cassie.
They're all gonna laugh at you!
We're sorry, Cassie.
- Trust me, Carrie. You can trust me.
- They're all gonna laugh at you!
We're sorry, Cassie.
They're all gonna laugh at you!
We're sorry, Cassie.
Trust me, Carrie.
Somebody open this door!
Open this door now!
Help! Help!
Look at him!
Have these students calm down!
Mr Fromm! Mr Fromm!
Carrie!
Carrie...!
Mama?
Mama?
Mama? Mama, it was bad, Mama.
They laughed at me.
Mama, hold me.
Mama, please, hold me.
Hold me, Mama.
Please, hold me!
when he put it in me.
After the first time,
before we were married.
He promised, and I believed him.
But sin never dies.
Sin never dies.
At first it was all right.
We lived sinlessly.
We slept in the same bed,
but we never did it.
And then, that night,
I saw him looking down at me that way.
We got down on our knees
to pray for strength.
I smelled the whisky on his breath.
And he took me... He took me.
With the stink of the filthy
roadhouse whisky on his breath.
And I liked it.
I liked it!
Well, all that dirty touching in his hands
and coming all over me...
I should have given you to God
when you were born.
But I was weak and backsliding.
But now the devil has come home.
Oh!
We'll pray.
Yes.
We'll pray.
We'll pray.
We'll pray.
For the last time,
we'll pray.
Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done...
Aghh!
Ohh!
Aghh!
Aaghhh...!
Hello?
Oh, Betty, thank God it's you.
I don't think I could have handled
one more reporter.
Yeah, well, we're all a little edgy.
She's better. Well, uh,
sleeping too much, I guess,
but Dr Schnieder said that's to be
expected after all she's been through.
Well, he said that she's young enough,
so that she'll forget about it in time.
No. I wouldn't let her go to the funerals,
with Tommy and all the others gone.
It's best we just go away for a while.
It's all right!
It's all right. I know. It's all right.
It's all right. I'm here.
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