Screenplay by based on the novel by Stephen King. Film tells the story of a home in a small town in ohio. A woman's voice is heard, in perspective, through the prologue.
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Carrie
Screenplay by based on the novel by Stephen King. Film tells the story of a home in a small town in ohio. A woman's voice is heard, in perspective, through the prologue.
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CARRIE
Screenplay by
D. Lawrence Cohen
based on the novel
by
Stephen King
SECOND DRAFT
20 January 1976 "CARRIE"
FADE IN:
From an absolutely glistening WHITE -- an image which
first appears to be a brilliantly shining glass globe,
and then gradually becomes more of a piece of solid
matter, less of a mystery, It's the
EXT. WHITE BUNGALOW (OR HOUSE) - DAY 1
FILLING THE FRAME like a picture postcard. Modest,
old-fashioned, spotless -- a vision of small town
normalcy and virtue.
This is the home of MARGARET WHITE and her daughter
CARRIE. It seems to have been scrubbed from roof
to porch; it is white. Even the lawn seems to have
been washed and bleached. Antiseptic.
We hear a woman's voice:
MARGARET (0.8.)
Carrie! Carrie!
The voice is distant but insistent. It is heard, in
perspective, through the following prologue, which
initially involves:
STELLA HORAN - DAY 2
An All-American sunbathing beauty of eighteen, getting
the tan of her life with only a skimpy white bikini
running interference between her skin and the sun.
The CAMERA SLOWLY PANS OVER the expanse of her body --
luxuriantly, taking it in inch for inch as she dreamily
rubs in suntan lotion and licks her lips. The MUSIC is
coming from a transistor radio by her side; she's on
a beach blanket in the Horan back yard.
DOWNWARDS ANGLE ~ STELLA x)
as she senses someone standing over her, someone
staring at her body through the half-grown hedge which
separates the Horan yard from the White house next door.
VOICE (0.8.)
What are those? STELLA'S POV - CARRIE WHITE 4
A terribly appealing little girl, a child of indeter-
minate age. Pink cheeks, 2 halo of blonde-white hair
which will darken in time. What sets her apart from
other children, however, are a pair of bright button
brown eyes; and it is these eyes that wenetice as
She peers at Stella through the hedge.
STELLA
Hiya, Carrie. Gee you gave me
a fright.
(turning down
the radio)
How long have you been there?
CARRIE
(not smiling;
pointing with
her finger)
What are those?
Stella looks where Carrie is pointing: the top of her
bikini has slipped, just barely revealing her breasts
=- white against the golden tan. Stella adjusts her
suit -- not out of any particular modesty of her own
but as a reflex at being stared at so strangely.
STELIA
. Those are my breasts, honey.
CARRIE
(a beat; then,
solemnly)
I wish I had some.
STELLA
You will. ‘Course you'll have to
wait a couple of years, but --
CARRIE
(a fact)
No I won't.
STELLA
Why, sure you will.
CARRIE
(emphatic )
No I won't.
(glancing be-
hind her)
Momma says no... Momma says
good girls don't.
(CONTINUED)
