Carrie

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(DOG BARKING)

(MARGARET SCREAMS)

(PANTS)

Help.

Help me!

(SCREAMS)

(PANTING)

(INDISTINCT MUMBLING)

(PANTING)

(SCREAMING)

Help me, Lord.

I'm dying.

What is this?

Cancer?

(GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

Mother Mary, full of grace, protect me

and guide me in my hour of death.

(SCREAMS)

(GASPING)

(GASPS)

(GURGLES)

(COOING)

It's a test.

Cut it down.

Cut it down.

(COOING)

(CRYING)

Shh.

(CRYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(GIRLS LAUGHING)

(LAUGHS)

DESJARDIN:
Sue Snell

and Tommy Ross, come on.

(GASPS)

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

Let's go, ladies!

In the water! Caps on, please!

Chris and Sue, let's go!

(GIRL GRUNTS)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

DESJARDIN:
I want you to keep it

in the air three times. All right?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

CHRIS:
We are graduating, Ms. Desjardin.

Yeah, Sue!

(ALL CHEERING)

Get that.

Don't be afraid of the ball, ladies.

All right, here we go.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

All right, Carrie White.

Let's get Carrie into the game.

You can't stand

on the sidelines all the time. Come on.

GIRL:
Whoo!

Carrie's serve.

CHRIS:
Yeah, Carrie White!

Do it, Carrie! Yeah, yeah.

Throw it. Do it. Serve it.

Oh. Ow.

(GASPS)

(BOTH GASP)

(ALL LAUGHING)

What the hell?

(LAUGHS SARCASTICALLY)

It's so funny, Chris.

CHRIS:
- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

(LAUGHING)

CHRIS:
Oh, my God.

(CHUCKLES)

You eat shit.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

SUE:
No, he didn't.

CHRIS:
Yes, he did.

No, he didn't. You're making it up.

He came up to me and I said,

"Well, you have to extend your hand... "

Now you're lying.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SQUEAKING)

(PANTS)

(BREATH TREMBLING)

Help! Help! Help me!

Help me.

- Get off me, you freak!

- Please.

Oh, my God. Look what you did to my shirt.

Please!

Stop! Stop! Settle down.

I think I'm bleeding to death. Please.

Oh, my God. It's period blood.

I'm bleeding. I think I'm dying.

What? Oh, my God.

Please help me!

It's just your period.

Just plug it up.

- Help me!

- Oh, God!

Oh! She got you.

(SOBBING) Help me!

God, just plug it up!

Help!

ALL:
(CHANTING) Plug it up!

I'm sorry. No!

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

No!

ALL:
Plug it up!

(SCREAMING)

(WHIMPERING)

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

(WHIMPERING)

DESJARDIN:
Girls, come on! Move!

Ladies.

- Oh, my God. Okay. All right.

- Help me.

Okay, honey, stand up.

Let's get you cleaned up.

Help me, help me.

Oh, Carrie, come on.

DESJARDIN:
Stand up.

Come on, can you stand up?

CARRIE:
It hurts! It hurts!

It hurts! Something's not right.

Something's not right.

Okay, okay. What are you talking about?

Ms. Desjardin,

I don't think she knows it's her period.

No!

All right, Sue.

Get out of here! You're not helping.

- No! No!

- Calm down!

(ALL GASP)

Everyone get out! Now! Out!

Okay, deep breaths. Come here.

Come on. It's okay. You're okay, sweetie.

It's totally normal.

Shh.

Do you know what it means?

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)

(SCREAMS)

Okay, sweetie.

(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)

Are you, uh, feeling better?

Can I get you some aspirin?

Some juice or something?

(GASPS)

DESJARDIN:
Juice? Really, Henry?

MORTON:
Maybe you just

want us to leave you alone.

Carrie, honey,

I am so sorry that I slapped you.

I should have handled it better.

It's totally normal

for young girls to get their periods.

It usually actually happens

a little bit earlier.

Is this your first time?

(SIGHS)

Honey, do you understand

what's happening to your body?

Do you know what it means?

CARRIE:
What?

I don't know.

I felt something moving down there.

DESJARDIN:
- Oh, honey.

- Whoa!

Maybe you could, uh,

talk to a counselor about that

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