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- [somber music playing] - [Chris] I promise, when we find out

who's behind the account, I'm gonna fuck 'em up good for you.

No one messes with my girl.

[Grayle] We don't know who runs it. Technically, it's happening

- outside of school. - [Desjardin] No, it's everywhere.

- [grunts] - [students gasping]

[Carrie] "We have tried repeatedly to contact you

- about Ralph White's cremains." - That isn't Daddy.

That's just ash.

[John] One death can't shut down

an entire construction site, can it?

- [Tina] Where the fuck are we? - [Chris] One of my dad's sites.

Someone died here.

Some construction worker.

Right there.

Are you Carrie Red?

It's a fucking joke, guys, that's all.

You brought me here?

[screaming]

[Emaline] Carrie?

I knew it.

[♪ Aino Salto sings "Anger"]

♪ I know anger ♪

♪ and anger knows me ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ fury ♪

[Adelaide] Throughout recorded history, there have always been women with gifts.

But misunderstanding led these talents to be mistaken for one of two things:

miracles...

or witchcraft.

♪ I know...

But perhaps the most famous...

Jeanne was 19 and prone to visions,

visions she could not explain or understand,

so she assumed they were from the only source that made sense:

God.

Clearly, God must be working through her.

In the end, though, her God abandoned her,

her allies betrayed her,

and the same people who cheered her on

and then relied on her gift to lead them in battle

sat back and let her be burned to ash.

[fire roaring]

In life, she was known as Jeanne la Pucelle,

but in death, the Maid of Orleans, then the patron saint of France,

and today, most commonly,

Joan of Arc.

♪ And sidewalks...

Power, imagined or misunderstood.

First fear, then betrayal,

and finally, oblivion.

How many women never had a guide?

How many never had a chance?

Every gift has its price.

Sometimes it's a little.

Sometimes...

it's all you have.

♪ And I'm losing ♪

♪ my fluid form ♪

♪ I know anger ♪

♪ and anger knows me ♪

[Margaret] Chris Hargensen is Carrie Red.

Chris Hargensen has terrorized my daughter and countless others.

Chris Hargensen needs to be expelled.

- That's all there is to it. - [Grayle] Yes, I have heard

your accusation, but I can't expel a student without evidence.

Two. You have two accusations: myself and Carietta.

And it's known to others as well.

Sue Snell.

- Tina Blake. - And we will absolutely talk to them,

but if they choose not to come forward--

Do you know what she's done to my daughter?

This account, Carrie Red,

have you, have you, have you looked at this?

- Yes, of course. - So you know that it contains assault

of a sexual nature, of a racial nature.

Emotional violence on a level that demands your action.

- Mrs. White-- - Has there been any investigation?

Yes, of course, but it's an anonymous social media account,

which means we don't know who runs it.

I understand that you think it's Chris Hargensen.

But I have had 50 other accusations,

and there is n-no proof.

Zero proof.

Chris Hargensen is Carrie Red.

Expel her now.

Before this gets worse.

Make... make no mistake, this is a war.

And we have God on our side.

[somber music playing]

[lively chatter]

It went exactly as I thought.

Keep your head high, and on to phase two.

This may take a bit to sink in, so be patient.

Lies travel fast. The truth grows roots.

[intriguing music playing]

[lively chatter continues]

Chris Hargensen is Carrie Red.

Chris Hargensen is Carrie Red.

Chris Hargensen is Carrie Red.

Chris Hargensen is Carrie Red.

Chris Hargensen is Carrie Red.

What the fuck?

I can't believe you're getting doxed by somebody's mom.

[Chris] Yeah, it's crazy.

I mean, it's fucking insane.

It's like, ever since she got here, all I've tried to do is be her friend,

and now her fucking mom?

This is what I get for trying to be nice.

So you're not Carrie Red?

No fucking way.

There's posts of me on there, too. I mean, why would I do that to myself?

Yeah, you'd have to be a real psychopath.

You should call your dad.

- He's a lawyer. - [Chris] Oh, I did.

- He's on his way. - [Tina] Then don't worry about it.

No one's going to listen to that psycho Mennonite anyway.

No offense intended.

To Mennonites, I mean.

- [Desjardin] All right, that's enough. - [school bell rings]

Perfect timing. Get out of my class.

[lively chatter]

[John] No, she's not saying a word.

[scoffs] Come on, John, it's not...

- This is not a trial. - No, it's not a trial.

This is a witch burning, and it is Mr. Hargensen today.

Okay.

Mr. Hargensen, your daughter has been accused

of running a social media account which has been bullying--

Has been accused to her face

by some lunatic parent running around the hallways.

What do you plan to do about that woman, huh?

Well, a lot of her accusations actually have credibility.

Is that right? Is there proof?

There's a reason hearsay evidence does not hold up in a court.

Otherwise, I could walk out of here right now,

tell everybody in that hallway

that I saw you with your pants around your ankles

and your secretary giving it to you up the ass.

You know, we... we can resolve this right now.

Super easy, actually.

All she has to do is show me her phone.

[John] No, hold on. She doesn't have to show you shit, okay?

Unlawful search and seizure. Fourth Amendment.

- I can keep going. - Mr. Hargensen,

it's my job to protect the well-being of the students at this school,

and that includes their right to be educated in a safe space.

Right, and what about Chris's safety, hmm?

Do you feel safe here, honey?

No, I do not.

Okay, if Chris cooperates--

[scoffs]

Please. Please.

If Chris cooperates, if she works with us to, you know, fix this,

then we all have, we have options, which would be so much better for her,

so much better than the alternative.

[John] Chris is gonna return to class now.

If you have any further accusations you wish to sling,

you talk directly to me.

Let's go. Come on.

Oh, my God, did you see his face?

We have to go after that bitch Margaret White next.

Can we sue her?

- I want to sue her. - Goddamn it, Christine.

You know how much I am going through right now,

and you call me in here for this bullshit?

A fucking Instagram account?

- Daddy, I-- - Grow up.

And if you've got--

[hushed] If you've got anything on that phone,

delete it.

I better not get called in here again. Do you understand me?

Waste of my fucking time.

Hey, it's me.

No, I'm headed there right now.

[♪ bülow sings "Sad and Bored"]

♪ Locked up for days, I'm up in chains ♪

♪ counting the ways to get out of this basement ♪

[Desjardin] Snell!

♪ Self-medicate, I'm going insane ♪

Snell!

♪ Smoke in the air, bring on the haze ♪

♪ Sippin' on Henny, but nothing to chase it ♪

♪ It's for the pain, I'm going insane ♪

[Emaline] So why exactly can't I come in the house?

It's Mom's rule.

No one can come in the house.

And she'll know.

I don't know how.

She's gone ten hours a day,

and it's like she still knows what happens in there.

Maybe that's her power.

Holy shit. Do you think it runs in the family?

You promised not to talk about it.

Oh, come on.

It's so am... [chuckles] It's amazing.

I just want to celebrate it.

I... I want you to be the best that you can be.

[chuckles]

So, what are we gonna do about that dickhole Chris?

Uh, well--

No, seriously.

You got to hit her back.

We're dealing with it.

Mom's dealing with it.

Okay, listen.

God or the universe

or whatever higher power you fuck with

didn't give you these abilities for you not to use them.

You are at war, and you are

holding back your best soldier.

I'll help.

- Whatever you need, I got you. - [vehicle approaching]

Oh, that's my mom.

- Um... - Okay.

Did you want to meet her?

Uh, nah, I don't really fuck with parents.

They don't like me. Even my own, so--

Oh.

But remember.

You are your own greatest weapon, okay?

No offense to your mom.

[Carrie] So you think these'll help?

Something your dad used to say when he was enlisted.

You want to win,

you turn your enemy's tactics against them.

I didn't think that he was coming back.

I'm not stupid, Carietta.

I never said you were stupid.

I had a dream about him last night.

He was, um...

He was how he used to look before... before you were born.

You never saw.

Anyway...

He was right about a lot of things.

And you are his daughter,

and you...

you were right.

[gentle music playing]

Let's go after school and, um...

...get him out of there.

You were right. You're right.

♪ ♪

[crying]

- It's all right. - Okay.

[indistinct chatter]

Hello, how are you?

[Emaline] You know,

if I were you, I would have literally no self-control.

I would just lie back

and float the food into my mouth,

like an invisible harem was feeding me grapes.

That's ridiculous.

And then I'd put the fear of God

into those bitches over there.

You know, through most of history,

I'd get drowned in a river,

tortured on the rack,

or burned at the stake.

There are a lot of great reasons to lay low.

Yeah, well, fuck history. I'm talking about right now.

Right now you are in a room full of stormtroopers,

and you're a little fucking Jedi.

Have a little fun.

[gasps] What?

[laughs]

Okay, now we're talking.

What about her?

Oh, my God.

[laughs]

Okay, do him.

Well, he wasn't there.

And... I don't know.

He's nice.

He's nice?

[phone camera clicks]

[phone camera clicks]

Hey, Snell. Have a little accident?

You gonna post that, Carrie Red?

- I don't know what you're talking about. - Don't.

I can't believe the account is still up.

Well, I can't take something down that's not mine.

- Bullshit. - Okay.

Sue, I tried to call you, like, ten fucking times.

You don't get to just ignore me and then ambush me in the middle of lunch.

I could turn you in.

Wow.

Yeah, you could. But, uh, it's your word against mine.

And Billy's.

And Tina's.

Actually, we weren't even in Chamberlain the other night.

Yeah, the three of us took a ride over to Lewiston

for burgers and shakes.

Chris...

this is not a game.

You're hurting people.

Like, really hurting people.

You're better than this.

If you take the account down, you apologize to Carrie,

you could still have a chance to fix things.

Incoming.

Hey, Carrie, hi.

Um, I just wanted to come over here

and say I'm sorry.

That your mom is such a cunt.

Honestly, if I was married to her,

I would throw myself into an open trench, too.

Fucking bitch.

[ethereal music playing]

[Chris gasping]

[Chris whimpering]

[shrieks]

[crying]

[♪ Snow Culture plays "The Box"]

- Get the nurse. - [gasping]

♪ Put the numbers on the box ♪

♪ and then you wait...

Plug it up.

Carrie.

♪ And then you wait ♪

♪ And then you ♪

♪ wait, wait, wait, wait, wait ♪

♪ wait, wait, wait...

[Emaline] Christ, Carrie, slow down.

Hey, slow down.

Man, you should seriously consider joining track.

If this is how fast you walk, I can imagine how fast you run.

All that and you skipped class?

My girl's really growing up today.

Leave me alone.

Don't tell me you feel bad.

I said leave me alone.

- [chuckles] - What are you doing?

Oh, don't worry, your mom'll never know.

No, you can't be here. You have to go.

I don't understand why you're so upset.

You should be celebrating.

I lost control.

Uh, no, you took control.

I broke her nose.

Yeah, and she drugged you

and took you to the place where your dad died.

And that was wrong, okay? But I was wrong.

I-I lost control and I was...

I should pray. I-I have to repent.

- No, how did it feel? - What?

When you broke it.

Come on, tell the truth. Because it felt good, didn't it?

- Stop! - No, you liked it.

- Stop it! - It felt good!

Yes!

Yes, it felt amazing, okay?

Is-is that what you want to hear?

That it felt fucking...

That it felt fucking great!

Look at me.

Do not feel guilty for finding your power.

And do not feel guilty for becoming who you are meant to be,

because you are amazing.

Wh-When's your mom get home?

Um, after dinner.

She's on splits now.

- But you never know. - Okay.

Come on, let's get out of here.

I've got an idea.

[Carrie] We're gonna get caught.

What? By who?

Nobody's gonna be back here till 8:00 a.m. tomorrow.

Well, how do you know?

Because I know.

Okay.

Ah, here, come here.

Grab some of those.

What-what are we doing?

Popping the cork.

[shrieks]

- Fuck yeah. - [chuckles]

Okay. Okay, the next one's Tina.

Okay, the rest are anyone that's ever called you Carrie fucking Red.

[glass breaking]

[both laugh]

I mean, I think we can go bigger.

[metal creaking]

[ethereal music playing]

[Emaline] One more.

[breathing heavily]

Look at yourself right now.

[rattling]

I don't think I can hold on. Run!

[Tina] I can't believe they think you did it to yourself.

Like, how does that even happen?

- [breathes deeply] - [♪ Luna Aura sings "Ride"]

Nurse says I squeezed it too hard trying to stop the nosebleed.

Oh, no. Don't do that.

It'll heal crooked.

"Plug it up"?

I'm gonna fucking kill Carrie White.

Oh, hey.

Madison said to ask you,

since you can only have soft foods for dinner,

do you want soup or potatoes?

I'm gonna say potatoes.

Mashed, like your face.

[Tina] Okay.

You need a distraction.

Give me your phone.

- ♪ I said I ♪ - ♪ I ♪

♪ I wanna go all night...

Ah. See?

That still works.

Can't be too bad.

All right, what is Carrie Red if not a factory of joy, right?

You want to do a little Boomerang of Carrie in the showers?

Oldie but goodie?

Or, um, maybe one of her mother sucking off Principal Grayle.

Yeah, that won't look suspicious at all

on the same fucking day.

I could also just confess.

What do you think, Tina?

♪ Looking for a reason and a cigarette...

I've got one.

♪ I was ready to call it...

She doesn't know that I saw her.

♪ Don't quit yet ♪

♪ I...

Class president turned teen mom.

That'd be a real scandal.

- ♪ I said I ♪ - ♪ I...

Um...

No, I got something better.

I heard Brooklyn's been grabbing ankles for extra credit.

I heard her last Pap smear scraped off enough DNA

to clone half the fucking teachers' lounge.

You know, I might have heard the same thing.

♪ Till there's nothing left ♪

[Morton] It's creative at least.

"Snortin' Morton."

Uh, "Ass-Munch Morton."

At least we have a suspect, though.

You think Hargensen's that evil?

- Yeah, a hundred percent. - Absolutely.

I don't know, it feels like... it feels like

there has to be a grassroots approach to stopping this, right?

I mean, how many kids do you have in your office a day?

Just off the posts?

Thirty.

Thirty a day.

And almost half of those I'm sending more and more

to the suicide and crisis lifeline.

Yeah, see? I don't know.

Grayle says he's trying, but it just feels like

the parents are walking all over him.

I don't know. It feels like we need outside support.

- [clattering] - Say it again!

- Fucking say it again, you-- - [Desjardin] Hey, Seth!

- Fucking-- - Seth!

- I'm fine, I'm fine. - [bartender] Fuck you!

- Fuck you, too! - What the hell?

Barkeep decided he didn't want to serve us our drinks,

so we're negotiating.

I'm not serving margaritas to a fucking pervert.

Seems we have an avid Carrie Red follower.

The fuck you doing on a high school kids' social media, anyway?

You fucking nonce.

Hey, moron, it's a fucking meme account.

It's not real.

I got a sister who's a sophomore. I'm not serving him.

Okay? Come on, come on, let's go.

- Hey, what was that? - Come on.

[Peist sighs]

More fucking Carrie Red nonsenses.

Jesus, this is out of control.

- [bartender] Fucking pedo! - Hey, fuck off!

[metal creaking]

- [Emaline] Well, that's pretty imp-- - Shh.

[laughs]

Big deal. I can do that with my tongue.

[metal clangs]

Come on, show me something.

I have an idea. [laughs]

[metal creaking]

[gasps, sighs]

You're probably just tired.

We've been at it all day. Maybe we should call it.

[metal creaking]

[electricity crackling]

[screams]

[laughs]

Holy shit.

Oh, yeah. Holy shit.

[♪ Aslan sings "Of Secrets Far Beyond My Reach"]

Somebody's definitely gonna see that. We should go.

- [Carrie shrieks] - Fucking run, superhero!

♪ Wild grow the flowers I saw in the field...

Hey, sweetheart.

Hope you're hungry.

You sound happy.

First good day in a long time.

Well, I am so glad to hear that.

You know, it will only get better.

We built the foundation.

People are asking questions, and now it is time

to give them the answers.

Oh, right here.

♪ The wind so soft and gently...

Tell me how much.

A little bit more. Looks great.

♪ The air I breathe ♪

♪ Rain flows from heaven's whiteness ♪

♪ Sunlight cares to leave ♪

♪ a painted gift of rainbow colors ♪

♪ freshly brushed upon my heart ♪

[vocalizing in song]

♪ His voice calls...

[Margaret] If you are a student or the parent of a student at Ewen High,

you are probably familiar with Carrie Red.

That's my daughter.

Well, not exactly.

My daughter is Carrie White,

but her face, her name, her identity

have been stolen from her.

The student behind the account,

the student calling herself Carrie Red, is really

named Chris Hargensen.

And the thing is,

the administration knows this.

Her parents know this.

And what have they done about it?

Nothing.

Tagged the whole fucking school.

Which is why it is up to us.

If the school will not live up to its responsibility,

if it will not take care of its students,

then it leaves us no choice as a community.

And the law is actually on our side.

- Holy shit. - If a school accepts federal funding,

- it is required by federal law - [honks]

to address discrimination based on certain...

[phone chimes]

[panting]

Hey.

Hey, what's up?

What's up? Check your phone.

- I was running. I had it on DND. - Yeah, cool.

I was waiting outside your house for like half an hour.

I was supposed to pick you up this morning.

[sighs]

Oh, shit, babe, I'm sorry.

- I forgot. - You forgot.

I'm really sorry, I...

- There's a lot going on. - Yeah.

Sure, fine, a lot going on for like weeks.

Have a good run.

- I know I've been a dick. - Yeah.

Yeah, you have. You've been a dick.

You know, I've got a lot of shit going on, too,

but never mind, I'll bother you with that some other time.

- Tommy-- - Oh, yeah, and, uh,

Carrie's mom's online saying Chris runs Carrie Red.

She, like, tagged the world.

Fuck.

That's the one that gets you?

Have a good run.

Later.

[Margaret] My daughter is Carrie White.

...her identity have been stolen from her.

- ...federal funding... - The student behind the account...

Carrie Red...

[overlapping Margaret videos]

...the student calling herself Carrie Red...

...a student at Ewen High, you are probably familiar with...

[phone vibrates]

Yeah, she's in the lunchroom.

And I don't see Mom.

Well, Carrie always said she worked a lot.

[Billy] Well, it's been like an hour.

Really doesn't look like anyone's here.

What if they know it was us?

Well, you did what I said, right? You bought the movie tickets

and kept your doctor's appointment?

I told them we were headed to the city for the afternoon.

I told three people, like you said.

You sure you know how to do this?

You called me for a reason.

What a freaky little shithole.

Okay, so, again, we're not taking anything.

Yeah, I'm not stupid.

I just want them to know,

come for me in my house...

I used to do this all the time as a kid.

You know, not to, not to steal

but just... move shit around.

You know, that's what really messes with them.

At-at first they don't notice, it doesn't register.

They come home and they're like, "Oh, did I put that there?"

It starts to dawn on them.

Someone was here.

Someone was inside.

That's the shit that makes it

hard to sleep at night.

And if they call the cops, like, what are they gonna say?

Someone moved something? Someone turned something upside down?

I mean, find a cop willing to write up that report.

I love your style, princess.

I'm gonna piss on their toothbrushes.

Smear just a little shit on their pillows, give the bitches pink eye.

Whatever tells them they're not safe.

Something to make them scared to close their ugly, cunty little eyes at night.

Shit.

What?

There's fucking cameras in here.

What?

There's hidden fucking cameras.

Fuck. What do we do?

Okay, that's good. That's the SD card.

That's good. That's old-school.

Physical fucking, uh, media, that's...

It means they're not using cloud storage, which is good,

'cause if they were, we'd be fucked.

Uh, you said they were all, like, Amish about technology?

Yeah. I-I think so.

Okay, so we don't go any further into the house.

Because who knows

how many cameras that crazy bitch has set up?

Um, I'm gonna sweep this room, make sure there aren't any more in here.

You didn't go anywhere except the kitchen, right?

[glass shatters]

- Whoops. - Quit fucking around.

We need to get the hell out of here.

[tapping]

[Billy] You want to leave that guy alone.

He'll bite your fingers off.

Okay.

So I am deleting the kitchen footage now.

I'm glad we checked.

Okay, there's, like, weeks of footage on here.

It doesn't make any sense to do that

if you've got a digital backup, so I think...

I think we're okay. I think we're okay.

[scoffs]

Stop. Not-not... not now.

Come on. Fuck, that was intense.

We really earned it.

[sighs]

Okay. This is... Stop.

Fuck's sake. [laughs]

This one is the, uh,

is the living room.

And here is today.

Bye-bye.

All the files are, like, motion-activated,

so each clip is just like when someone moved into frame.

- [Chris] Oh. - [Billy] Oh.

[Chris] There's the freak.

[Carrie] And it was wrong.

- When is that? - But I was wrong. I-I...

Yesterday.

And I... I should pray. I...

Wait a minute.

Play that again.

[Carrie] And it was wrong.

But I was wrong. I-I... I lost control and I...

- Oh, she's... - [laughs]

Oh, she's done. Little freak.

She's...

Can you send this to me?

- Yeah. - [laughs]

[engine starts]

[Carrie] We should call the police.

No. N...

We're not inviting law enforcement back into our home.

We can't trust them, and you know that. No.

Someone is trying to scare us.

Someone's trying to silence us.

Whoever did this--

We know who it is.

What do we do?

[Grayle] All right, the last item

is senior prom.

Uh, we have hit our fundraising goals

and most of the tickets have been sold,

which is great news.

Uh, we will strictly be enforcing

our no-alcohol policy

and we have already posted the dress code online.

That, too, will be enforced.

Uh, that's all I have. Do we have anything else up here? No.

Anyone have any questions?

Does anyone have any comments or concerns?

All right, great. That adjourns the meeting.

Thank you all so much, everyone.

I'd like to say something.

Yes, Mrs. White.

I am... I'm notifying you now that I'm-I'm recording this,

live streaming it, in fact, which is permitted at school board meetings,

uh, according to the county.

Uh, s-sure.

O-Okay.

My name is Margaret White,

and I know that you all want to go home.

Believe me, there's-there's nothing I want to be doing less

than standing here, speaking to you.

I am a mother of a student at this school,

and like so many of you, I am desperate.

I'm here to ask for your help,

help that this administration has already denied me.

As many of you know, our school

has been gripped by unchecked

cruelty and disorder.

A social media account attacking our children

is spreading like a virus.

It is targeting students, it targets faculty,

posting pictures of nonconsenting minors

to be consumed by the entirety of the Internet.

Some of these photos will remain online permanently.

This account...

...is named Carrie Red.

And some of you may know

that apparently it was specifically named

to torment my daughter.

If you have not heard of this account, I invite you to look.

Uh, the handle is @CarrieRed. Go on.

But I suspect

that many of you are very, very familiar.

Perhaps your children have brought you this in tears.

Or have been afraid to return to school.

Raise your hand

if Carrie Red has followed you home.

[Grayle] Mrs. White, this is not the forum

for this kind of discussion.

This account was created by a student

named Christine Hargensen.

Oh, fuck me.

I came to Principal Grayle for help.

I was dismissed.

[Grayle] Mrs. White, I would love for you

to make an appointment with my office, come in,

so we can discuss this in private, okay?

[Peist] No. No, sorry. No, let's discuss it now.

We-we should talk about this.

It's not just about students, it-it's about the whole community.

We average ten fights a day at Ewen.

Used to be two a month.

And it's not just at school. Th-This bullshit is all over town.

We can't keep pretending that this is a student issue that's just gonna blow over.

It's serious, and we have to start doing something about it.

Sorry, boss, but-but-but she's right.

Bless you, sir.

This administration will tell you that nothing can be done,

but I refuse to believe that.

I am certain that you all love your children

the way that I love my Carrie.

And when they hurt, we hurt.

But we can fight back.

Alone, we are just disgruntled parents.

But if we stand up together for these kids,

if we stand up for decency,

if we stand up for the truth, then we are an army

and we have God on our side.

[parents applauding]

[knocks]

- [Sue] Hey. - She's in her room.

Don't say that.

I don't care.

I love you.

[Sue] You should have seen them, Chris.

They're all on her side.

And fucking Peist stood up for her.

It's only gonna get worse.

This bitch has got a fucking clit boner for me.

I'm-I'm begging you.

Please, just take this serious for like two minutes.

Hey, Siri, set a timer for two minutes.

[Siri beeps]

Carrie's mom just stood there at the school board meeting

and called for them to expel you.

And when she was done, people were clapping.

You need to take the account down now

before something bad happens.

Like real-life bad.

It's our senior year.

We don't get to do this again.

Fucking just shut up.

You're going to Duke like you planned.

Perfect school with your perfect little boyfriend.

Telling me what I should do?

Pretending like you give two shits about me?

Of course I do.

Then where the fuck have you been, huh?

My whole life has imploded, Sue.

I'm not going to college.

We're basically broke.

My dad is falling apart,

my mom's fucking gone.

Yeah, they're getting divorced, by the way.

And where are you, huh? Just fucking laying back

while Tommy Ross eats you out or babysitting Carrie fucking White?

Where the fuck are you?

You've dug yourself into a grave

and I'm just trying to give you a way out.

Carrie Red is my way out.

It is the only place

where people can say what they really think about all the bullshit.

All those fake fucking teachers,

all the shitty fucking losers just clogging up the halls,

taking up the slots on the scholarships,

and not because they're good.

Not because they deserve them

but because they're fucking losers.

And you know what?

People love it.

I'm glad I made that fucking account.

And no, I'm never taking it down.

It's called freedom of fucking speech.

As long as I got shit to say...

...Carrie Red is staying up.

[phone alarm ringing]

Please.

That's your two minutes.

Get the fuck out.

[emotional music playing]

- ♪ ♪ - [no audible dialogue]

[Chris on recording] I'm glad I made that fucking account.

And no, I'm never taking it down.

It's called freedom of fucking speech.

As long as I got shit to say,

Carrie Red is staying up.

I can send you the voice file.

I, uh...

I think we should take this to Principal Grayle together.

Are you...

...are you sure?

Yes.

Okay.

♪ ♪

So I was thinking, we can go back to the junkyard.

I want to try the thing with the car again.

Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.

- Yeah. - I have an idea, too.

[Tina] Oh, my God, it's so true.

She's doing it right now.

Are you talking to me?

She doesn't even know who she's talking to.

I mean, I knew you were crazy, but I didn't know you were, like, crazy.

Um, I'm sorry, is that the right word?

Schizophrenic or clinically insane?

What are you talking about?

Show her.

What are you doing?

You can't be here. You have to go.

- [♪ Emily Brooks sings "Snake Eyes"] - ♪ Eyes on the floor...

I lost control.

I broke her nose. That's...

♪ Head in the corner...

And it was wrong.

I was wrong, okay?

I lost control and I was...

Emaline?

I should pray. I have to repent.

Emaline?

Is that your imaginary friend?

I know you don't have any real ones.

See, I told you Chris didn't do anything.

Crazy Carrie probably just hallucinated it.

I'm Emaline.

Do you want to know a secret?

You have all the power.

Well, somebody's mad they survived the abortion.

- [Carrie] Don't. - [Emaline] She didn't even hear me.

Fucking bitch.

♪ Decaying through...

- [Emaline] Who are you? - Carietta White.

And I'm so sorry when I forgot

your name this morning.

Freak.

[Emaline] So, you think any of this is real?

[Carrie] Well, the consequences

were certainly real.

[Emaline] They can only hurt you if you let them.

How did it feel?

That it felt fucking great!

♪ Rolling, rolling snake eyes ♪

♪ There's blood in the water ♪

♪ Can you taste it? ♪

♪ The room's closing in ♪

♪ and their faces changing ♪

♪ Whispers travel down the vine ♪

♪ Infecting pretty things with parasites ♪

♪ The vultures circle, waiting by ♪

♪ The shadows fall in the darkness ♪

♪ and the truth is brought to light ♪

♪ Decaying through their disguises ♪

♪ you can't hide your snake eyes ♪

♪ I see you rolling, rolling snake eyes ♪

♪ I see you rolling, rolling snake eyes ♪

♪ Fall to your knees ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Fall to your knees ♪

♪ Fall to your knees ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Fall to your knees ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ The shadows fall in the darkness ♪