Carrie Page #3

- Billy Nolan.

Isn't he the lucky one?

Mrs. Johansen?

Yes, dear?

Can you show me

how to do a search?

I've got an idea.

How about today

we skip softball...

and make boutonnieres for

your prom dates instead?

We can make them out of these.

I'm leaving.

You can't hit us!

I barely touched you.

You'll get canned for this.

See if you don't, b*tch!

I don't really care,

Hargensen.

If any of you think I'm wearing

my teacher hat now...

you're sadly mistaken.

I want you all to know...

what you did on Friday

was a really nasty thing.

Did you stop to think

that Carrie might have feelings?

Do any of you ever

stop to think?

Sue?

Helen? Tina?

You think she's ugly, don't you?

Well, you're ugly.

I saw just how ugly all of you

are Friday morning.

You can't talk to us like this.

My dad's a lawyer.

Shut up!

Open your mouth one more time,

and I'll plug you up.

My punishment for

this little stunt you pulled...

was three days' suspension...

and refusal

of your prom tickets.

- No!

- What? You can't...

That would've hit you

where you lived, wouldn't it?

You would deserve it, too.

Unfortunately,

our administration...

is staffed entirely by men.

They don't have

the slightest idea...

how nasty what you did was...

so you'll get

a week's detention.

But it's my detention...

in the gym

fifty minutes every day.

And I'm gonna run you ragged.

I won't come.

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.

Get the picture?

Right. Change up.

Think about what I said.

She can't get away with this.

If we all stick together,

we can make...

Shut up, Chris.

- Sue...

- Just shut up.

This isn't over.

This is so far from over...

it's not even in

the same area code as over!

So... you and

Christine Hargensen...

friends until the end?

- Wouldn't say that.

- What would you say?

We had our differences.

Differences about Carrie White?

Differences

about a lot of things.

I played with Barbie.

She played with horses.

She's a back to front.

I'm a front to back.

You know

a girl named Donna Kellogg?

Yeah. I know Kellogg.

Every guy in school

had a bowl of her cereal.

She moved to Rhode Island

junior year.

What about her?

She got an e-mail from Chris

four days before the prom.

What'd it say?

"Dear Dirty Donna,

so I'm out of the prom...

"but they're not

getting away with it.

"I don't know exactly

what we're going to do...

"but I guarantee you

everyone is getting...

"a big... expletive... surprise."

What do you suppose

she meant by that?

There's the rain forest.

That's when you don't do

anything at all.

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