Carrie Page #2

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.

I prayed the curse would

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?

Probably,

"Help me. My mother's insane."

Interesting.

Do you consider yourself

anti-religious, Sue?

No. I just think

some people take it too far.

And you disapprove?

I'm all for believing whatever

you want to believe...

but you say religion to me...

and I'm thinking

Da Vinci's "Last Supper."

Jesus looks sad.

The apostles look miserable.

I don't want

to go to that party.

Shouldn't religion be more like

dogs playing poker?

- Dogs playing...

- Poker.

I can't tell you what

any of the apostles are doing...

but I can tell you

that the little white bulldog...

is holding

an ace under the table.

See? That's fun.

I'm engaged.

There's awe and wonderment.

That other stuff is

all ritual and punishment...

and it's way too weird

and serious.

Well, it is.

Go to bed.

Well, aren't you a bunch

of lovely young ladies?

Excited about the prom?

It's coming up.

I'll bet some of you

even have your gowns.

- Who's taking you, Sue?

- Tommy Ross.

Helen?

It must be Roy Everetts.

Chris... I imagine

you can take your pick.

Who's the lucky guy?

Billy Nolan.

- Who?

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