Carrie
1976
Margaret White: (Referring to Carrie's prom gown) Red. I might have known it would be red. Carrie: It's pink, Mama. (Presenting corsage) Look what Tommy gave me, Mama. Aren't they beautiful? Margaret White: I can see your dirty pillows. Everyone will. Carrie: Breats, Mama. They're called breasts, and every woman has them.
Margaret White: They're all gonna laugh at you.
Margaret White: These are godless times, Mrs Snell. Mrs Snell: I'll drink to that.
Margaret White: I should've killed myself when he put it in me. After the first time, before we were married, Ralph promised never again. 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 whiskey on his breath. Then he took me. He took me, with the stink of filthy roadhouse whiskey on his breath, and I liked it. I liked it! With all that dirty touching of his hands all over me. I should've given you to God when you were born, but I was weak and backsliding, and now the devil has come home. We'll pray. Carrie: Yes. Margaret White: We'll pray. We'll pray. We'll pray for the last time. We'll pray.
Miss Collins: Carrie? Carrie. Carrie, what's the matter? What happened? Carrie White: Nothing. Miss Collins: Was it one of the girls? Did one of the girls do something to you? Carrie White: No. Miss Collins: What is it, then? You can trust me, you know that? Would you tell me? Carrie White: I got invited to the prom. Miss Collins: That's great! That's fantastic! So what are you down here moping around for? Carrie White: Tommy Ross asked me. Miss Collins: That's even better. He's really cute, huh? Carrie White: I know who he goes around with. They're just trying to trick me again. I know.
Carrie White: Tommy? Tommy Ross: Yeah? Carrie White: Why? Tommy Ross: Why what? Carrie White: Why am I here? Tommy Ross: Because it's the prom. Carrie White: Why am I here with you? Tommy Ross: Because I asked you. Carrie White: Why'd you ask me? Tommy Ross: Because I wanted to. Carrie White: Why'd you want to? Tommy Ross: Because you liked my poem. Only I didn't write it. Somebody else did. Tommy Ross: Oh.
Chris Hargenson: She can't get away with this. I'm gonna get her. Sue Snell: Let it go, Chris. Chris Hargenson: Like Hell, I will!
Billy Nolen: That Carrie White, she sure is cute. Chris Hargenson: Shut up. Billy Nolen: I thought you said they were gonna win. Chris Hargenson: They will. It won't even be close. I called in a few favors.
Miss Collins: The period's not up, Hargenson. Chris Hargenson: It is for me. Miss Collins: (to the other girls) Keep running! (to Chris) Well, there are ten minutes left. Chris Hargenson: Stick 'em up your... (Miss Collins slaps her) Chris Hargenson: You can't hit us! You'll get canned for this, you bitch! Miss Collins: One more word out of you, and I'm gonna knock you down! Do you understand me? Chris Hargenson: She can't get away with this if we all stick together! Norma? Helen? Sue! Sue Snell: Shut up, Chris. Just shut up. Chris Hargenson: This isn't over. This isn't over by a long shot! Miss Collins: You're out of the prom, Hargenson. Okay, the show's over. In place. Run! One, two. One, two. One two.
Margaret White: Carrie, you haven't touched your apple cake. Carrie White: It gives me pimples, Mama. Margaret White: Pimples are the Lord's way of chastising you.
Margaret White: Witch. Got Satan's Power. Carrie White: It has nothing to do with Satan, Mama. It's me. Me. If I concentrate hard enough, I can move things.
Carrie White: It was bad, Mama. They laughed at me.
Miss Collins: (to girls) Now, my idea for this little trick you pulled was three days' suspension and refusal of your prom tickets. (the girls gasp) Norma: (in disbelief) What? God! Miss Collins: 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. (the girls sigh with relief) Still, there's one little catch. It's to be my detention. (the girls are once again perturbed) That's fifty minutes every day starting today in the athletic field. Get the picture? Chris Hargenson: I'm not coming. Miss Collins: 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. (the girls proceed begrudgingly) Chris Hargenson: Where are you going? Norma: Come on. Chris Hargenson: I'm not coming. Norma: You're really not gonna come? You're gonna miss out on the prom? Chris Hargenson: I'm not coming. Norma: Well, I'm not gonna miss the prom. Norma: Fuck.
Carrie White: Eve was weak. Eve was weak.
Margaret White: And the raven was called sin... Say it. The raven was called sin. Carrie White: Why didn't you tell me momma... Margaret White: Say it. Carrie White: No. Margaret White: The raven was called sin. Carrie White: No momma... And the raven was called sin.
Chris Hargenson: You eat shit!
Margaret White: I'm here on the Lord's work, Mrs Snell; spreadin' the gospel of God's salvation through Christ's blood! Mrs Snell: Yes, of course...
Mrs Snell: Mrs White, I'd like to contribute five... ten dollars. Margaret White: I see. I pray you find Jesus.
Miss Collins: You too, Chris, and spit out that gum. Chris Hargenson: Where will I put it, Miss Collins? Miss Collins: You can choke on it for all I care just get it out of your mouth.
Mr Fromm: Any criticisms? Anybody? Carrie: It's beautiful. Mr Fromm: Carrie White! Beautiful. Beautiful. BEUTIFUL! Oh, beautiful for spacious skies for amber waves of grain. Is that the kind of beautiful you mean. Is it, Carrie? I'm afraid, Carrie, this is hardly a criticism. Tommy Ross: (Under his breath) You suck. Mr Fromm: Tommy? Did you say something, Tommy? Tommy Ross: Who me? Mr Fromm: Yes. Tommy Ross: I said, "Aw shucks."
Chris Hargenson: Don't be in such a hurry. Billy Nolen: Don't be in such a hurry. I'm hurrying away from you, you know that? Chris Hargenson: No, you're not. Billy Nolen: Pain right in the ass.
Margaret White: Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live.
Margaret White: Go to your closet and pray!