Carrie
- TV-14
- Year:
- 2002
- 132 min
- 1,029 Views
Would you like some water
or anything?
- Coffee?
- No.
Remember,
your mom's right outside...
if you want to stop or anything.
- Hi, Madeline.
- Sergeant.
OK.
Don't be nervous, OK?
I'm not nervous.
You want a donut?
Pastry cream.
Hot right now.
Come on.
You know,
these traditional glazed...
are like heroin...
highly addictive.
- You ever try heroin, Sue?
- No.
Good girl.
It's nasty stuff.
- Cocaine?
- No.
Hit a little "X"?
Occasional joint?
- No.
- Good for you.
We're all set.
We're all set. All right.
Thank you, Madeline.
State your name
for the record, please.
Sue Snell.
I want to talk
about Carrie White.
What do you want to know?
It's Jeremy, right?
- Norma.
- Yes, Mr. Schernhorst?
Norma, what were you
doing last night?
Could I possibly borrow
your Elvis pen?
You know, just...
Hey.
Did you do the homework?
You guys are really annoying.
Just sit down, OK?
Stop it.
You know
what I'm talking about?
Get out of here.
Yeah, I mean you.
All right,
butts 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
Shouldn't people like that
be home-schooled?
People like what, Chris?
Creepy religious people.
Give it a rest.
- Mr. Schernhorst.
- What?
I'm a creepy religious person.
Can I be excused?
Shut up, Kenny.
- Shut up, Kenny.
- Yes, Kenny, shut up.
All right.
Was 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?
It's 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.
more than any of us.
Check it out.
Are you telling me
it's mine or what?
Whatever. Let's go.
Seriously,
she's been eyeing him...
I don't know,
praying for him.
Hey, hey,
come here, come here.
See? Look over there.
Hey, Ross.
Ross.
to help her to see God.
You know, God? Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, God. Oh, yeah. Oh, God.
You ass!
Is my nose bleeding, dude?
No, seriously, come on.
Do I got a...
Bases loaded.
OK, come on, Carrie.
Come on, girls!
Strike two.
Carrie, you can do it.
Just keep your eyes
on the ball.
You think she's retarded?
Miss, miss, miss, miss!
Tina, knock it off.
OK, come on, Carrie.
Strike three.
That's it, girls.
Game's over.
Hit the showers.
Let's go, let's go!
Thanks.
No chance with her on our team.
No chance at all.
Carrie, you're such a loser.
"Oh, I can't hit the ball."
Hit the ball, loser.
You suck.
Yeah. Really?
Dude, Carrie's
Aunt Flo's in town.
- She's freaking out!
- Are you serious?
- Yes. Come on.
- Oh, my God.
Did you get your period?
Period! Period! Period!
Knock it off!
What are you doing?
She just got her period,
that's all.
Get out, everybody!
Get out! Get out!
Carrie?
Carrie, come on.
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Come on, come on.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Carrie.
All right, Carrie.
Carrie! Carrie?
It's OK.
Am I dying?
No.
Isn't she a little...
Old? For her first?
Yeah. Most girls
have theirs at twelve.
I got mine when I was ten.
Ten?
Oh, my God,
I was mortified. I...
The point 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 are we going to do
about them?
They'll have to be disciplined.
In the meantime, I think...
What's her name?
Carrie should be sent home
for the rest of the day.
Send in Carrie Wright.
It's Carrie White.
Come in, Cassie.
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 took care of yourself.
We're very sorry
about all this, Cassie.
- It's Carrie.
- Do you need a ride?
We can call a cab
if you need one.
No, she can walk.
The fresh air will do her good.
Carrie, I'm going to excuse you
from gym for a week.
I think you should
take study hall instead.
As I said...
we're very sorry
about all this, Cassie.
It's Carrie!
- Gross.
- Yeah.
Plug it up, baby.
What are those, Carrie?
Thank you.
God, I hate her.
Creepy Carrie!
Hi.
What are those?
Breasts.
I wish I had some.
You have to wait a few years,
but you'll get them...
and I bet
they'll be real pretty, too.
No, I won't.
Mama says good girls don't.
She said what?
Good girls don't get...
Your mother's a total hypocrite.
She's a "C" cup.
Mama says she was bad
when she made me.
That's why she has 'em.
Calls 'em dirty pillows.
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.
Margaret, I asked you
not to call my daughter that.
- Suck it, you cow.
- Estelle!
Carrie, get in this house...
right now.
Do yourself a favor
and run away from home.
Estelle, quiet.
Margaret says I got b*obs
because I was a slut.
She said what?
- Mama!
- The Lord is not mocked!
Protect us from
He with the Split Foot...
who waits...
Protect us from
rebellious daughters...
- Not in the closet!
- You disobeyed me!
Mama, no!
Mama! Unlock the door!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Go to your closet and pray.
I don't want
to go to the closet!
You're a woman now.
Why didn't you tell me, Mama?
I was so scared.
I prayed.
never happen to you.
It's not a curse, Mama.
Come.
And God made Eve
from the rib of Adam.
And Eve was weak and loosed
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've told me, Mama.
The girls made 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.
- You pray to God...
- Mama, let me go!
...and your sins
will be washed away.
Pray.
Mama, please!
Pray.
Mama!
Mama, please! Mama!
"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 speculation
as to who the author is?
I'll go out on a limb
and say Carrie White.
What do you suppose
she's trying to say?
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