Margaret
White: I should have killed myself when he put it in me.
Miss Collins: Carrie, was it one of the girls? Did one of
the girls do something to you? Carrie White: No. Miss Collins:
Well, what is it then? You can trust me, you know that?
Carrie White: I got invited to the prom. Miss Collins: That's
wonderful! So, what are you 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, why am I here? Tommy Ross: Because
it's the prom. Carrie White: No, I mean, why am I here with
you? Tommy Ross: Because I asked you. Carrie White: Why'd
you ask me? Tommy Ross: I don't know. Because you liked
my poem... only I didn't write it, someone else did.
Margaret White: Take that dress off. I can see your dirty
pillows. Carrie: They're called breasts, mama, and every
woman has them.
Margaret White: There'll all gonna laugh at you!
Margaret White: The children are wandering through the valley
of sin these days. Mrs. Snell: My Sue is a good girl. Margaret
White: These are Godless times, Mrs. Snell. Mrs. Snell:
I'll drink to that.
Margaret White: The children are wandering through the wilderness
of sin these days, Mrs. Snell. Mrs. Snell: My Sue is a good
girl. Margaret White: These are godless times, Mrs. Snell.
Mrs. Snell: I'll drink to that.
