EXT. CARGO SHIP DECK - LONG BEACH HARBOR - MORNING Los Angeles grows from the shore. The ship's weathered steel lists up and down in front of the city. EXT. BLACK SUV A Black Cadillac Escalade sails down the 101 Freeway. Surrounding buildings reflect the morning sun. INT. BLACK SUV SUSIE (10), nothing but cute and sweet, rides in front next to her mother, CARRIE, a hip "power mom" with black rimmed glasses. Susie is dressed like her mother. RADIO D.J. (O.S.) You know what I love about L A, people? Do you want to know? It's the smog! Susie looks out at the passing cars and city. RADIO D.J. (O.S.) You wanna know why? Cause it's a sign. It says to the world, 'hey, we don't care what it cost, we're rich. And we love it!' Carrie flips the radio off. SUSIE Smog's bad, right? CARRIE Yeah. Carrie picks up her cell phone and hits the speed dial. Susie looks at herself in the side mirror. CARRIE (phone) Moshi Moshi Donna! Are you kidding? I'm so fucking excited! My expectations are through the fucking roof. This is huge! I am a little worried that we only have a week until the show. I hope so. Chiao Bella! EXT. LONG BEACH HARBOR Carrie and Susie dismount their ride. Carrie marches to a group of MEN standing in the shadow of the docked CARGO SHIP. Susie lags behind. She notices JAPANESE MEN in the distance working on the ship. FRANKIE, the cargo chief, appraoches Carrie. FRANKIE Carrie? They shake. CARRIE Frankie? FRANKIE (Texan) Yeah. Pleasure. CARRIE Where's my present? FRANKIE This way, Ma'am. Carrie follows Frankie away. Susie's attention is drawn by a loud SQUAWK. She turns to see a SEAGULL dying on the dock. She walks toward it. It flops on it's side. A wing flaps limply. OLD SEA MAN (O.S.) I'd leave that alone, girlie! Susie looks up. OLD SEA MAN moves barrels. He's had it. He looks like he could die any minute. SUSIE Is it sick? OLD SEA MAN Lord knows. Probably got to much of that water. He nods to the ocean. Susie turns and runs away. The Old Sea Man LAUGHS to himself. INT. CARGO CONTAINER Carrie walks past secure crates. Light streams in from the open end behind her. She intensely studies the old crates and their Japanese labels. Frankie enter from the light. FRANKIE Looks high dollar. CARRIE Priceless. Japanese. 18th Century. First time in the west. FRANKIE I'll be. Sign here. Holds up his clipboard for her to sign and shoots her a smile. FRANKIE Where you gonna show this stuff? Maybe I'll go check it out. CARRIE Actually, it's for private viewing only. Until it's sold to a museum. That's how it works. Carrie hands the pen back and leaves him to descend further into the crate. She comes to a bundle of old blankets. She reaches out and handles them curiously. She feels something inside and freezes. Susie rushes up. SUSIE What is it, Mommy? CARRIE Don't know yet. Carrie slowly fishes through the blankets. Frankie looks at his watch. Susie watches Carrie freeze. CARRIE My god! SUSIE What is it? A smile grows across her face. CARRIE It's glass. Susie doesn't register. CARRIE A mirror!? Susie's face lights up as she watches Carrie dig through the blankets back, revealing-- A twisting dark wood frame etched with repeating plum blossoms holds the large imperfectly fashioned glass shrouded with aging and a grey black haze. Only the hint of a reflection is noticeable behind the fog. Susie reaches out to touch it. Her mother stops her. CARRIE A Shinzu mirror. Magnificent. INT. FRU-FRU SO CAL HOME - EVENING Susie backs through the foyer with one end of the dark mirror. Carrie follows with the other end. CARRIE Careful. You got it? SUSIE (struggling) Yeah. Their voices ECHO in the deep space. Their struggle is echoed by large and small antique mirrors lining both walls. A color shift in the Shinzu mirror's muddy reflection catches Susie's attention as she backs. LIVING ROOM The walls are covered with large antique mirrors; reflections skew with imperfections. Carrie heaves her end of the mirror onto a work table in the middle of the room. She doesn't notice Susie struggling. The mirror slips from her grip and crashes to the floor. CARRIE No! Susie! Carrie pushes Susie aside and hoists the mirror onto the table and inspects it carefully. CARRIE My god, Susie. Nothing's broken. She stands up relieved. CARRIE You've got to think about what you're doing. Susie looks down at her hands. Her palms drip with blood. CARRIE Susie! Carrie rushes forward and grabs her. BATHROOM Susie watches the water wash the blood from her hands. Carrie carefully pats them dry. CARRIE Must have had a sharp edge. Carrie pauses. The bleeding has stopped. No cuts. SUSIE What is it? CARRIE They must have been very fine cuts. But what could we expect from such a great piece? She smiles at Susie. Susie looks over at the medicine cabinet mirror. Her mother's reflection stares out in a trance. She GASPS and quickly looks back at her mother, still looking at her with a smile. CARRIE You okay, honey? Susie looks back at the mirror. It reflects normally. SUSIE Yes. Can I take Earl outside? CARRIE You don't want to help me with the mirror. SUSIE Earl needs a walk. SUSIE'S BEDROOM Susie lifts the top from an aquarium dressed like an Old West Town; bank, saloon, brothel, etc... She reaches in and picks up EARL, Eastern Box Turtle, swaggering down Main Street. LIVING ROOM Carrie bends, inspecting the surface of the mirror. She scratches a small clear spot in the cloudy film with her fingernail. She bends closer to inspect the quality of the glass. HER EYE REFLECTS IN THE SMALL CLEARING. Susie BOUNDS passed in the background. Carrie stands and turns to her... The reflection of the eye doesn't leave. It stares up for a moment. Then vanishes. CARRIE Be careful! You might reopen the cuts! Susie is gone. Carrie is alone with the mirrors. She turns back to the Shinzu mirror. EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET Carrie stoops to the blacktop and places Earl on the pavement. He tastes the air then trucks out into the road. INT. CLOSET Carrie yanks the light on. The closet if bursting with odds and ends. She surveys the piles then digs into one for supplies. WOOD CLAPPING sound. Carrie stops and moves back from the closet. WOOD CLAPPING sound. CARRIE Susie? No response. Carries digs back into the closet. INT. LIVING ROOM Carrie enters with supplies in her arms. She stops and looks around. Then backs up to a radio and turns it on. CLASSICAL MUSIC lifts the atmosphere. She arranges the supplies on the work table. She excitedly runs her hands down the wooden sides. She bends for a closer look; her hair falls onto the surface of the mirror. She bends further down; her face brushes the glass-- SHE FREEZES. EYES STARING OUT. The music stops. The mirror is clear. Carrie lifts herself up and looks down into the mirror. A JAPANESE WOMAN, TSUU, looks up at her. The Woman smiles and tilts her head from side to side and brushes her hair. Carrie can't look away. A LOW CHANTING NOISE Tsuu looks over Carrie's shoulder. Carrie turns around. Her eyes widen. The room's antique mirrors reflect... NIGHT. Rows of traditionally dressed JAPANESE MEN face away and kneel, CHANTING. They bow to the ground. CHANTING (Japanese) Our Father, who is in Heaven. HOLY be Thy Name. Your kingdom come. Your will be done. Carrie turns back to the Shinzu mirror. It reflects the Woman pressed against it. Her eyes stare up at Carrie. Blood pools from her belly, clouding the entire mirror. EXT. ROADSIDE Susie SCREAMS! She jumps up from the grass and rushes to the road. Earl stands in the road. An SUV barrels for him. Susie runs out. The SUV speeds toward them both then makes a quick turn into their driveway. Susie, holding Earl, watches DONNA park get out of her SUV. INT. FOYER The front door slowly opens. Donna (38), chic, pokes her head in. DONNA Hello! Carrie! Anybody home! (BEAT) I have an axe. I'm going to kill everybody! (CHUCKLES) She lets herself in and closes the door. It's dark. Real dark. LIVING ROOM Donna enters. DONNA Carrie! Carrie looks up from the mirror. CARRIE Donna. DONNA Didn't you hear me? CARRIE No. Hear what? DONNA I was going to kill you with an axe. CARRIE What? Donna shakes her head no. DONNA What are you doing? She crosses to the mirror. CARRIE It's a remarkable piece. DONNA It's from our Japanese shipment!? CARRIE Yeah, isn't it beautiful. Carrie stares down into the mirror. DONNA What are you doing with it? CARRIE I know. I went to check on the pieces and saw this mirror. A mirror. I wanted to restore it before the show. DONNA You can't do that. You don't have the permission. CARRIE Nobody will know. It'll be worth ten times more. DONNA That doesn't matter. What if you fucked it up? CARRIE I won't. Donna turns away. DONNA I can't believe you did this. You didn't even ask me. Or at least tell me. Fuck, Carrie! You can't do it. I won't let you. Carrie looks up. Her stare is blank. CARRIE You're right, Donna. I'm sorry. Carrie walks away. Donna is left standing with the mirror. Alone. She looks around the room. DONNA Carrie? No answer. Donna inspects the mirror. She reaches out and rubs the wood. She jerks her hand back! A splinter. DONNA Shit! Carrie!? She sucks on her finger and walks back toward the hallway. DONNA Carrie, have any tweezers? HALLWAY She enters a long dark hallway. She walks slowly. She stops at the kitchen and looks in. Then continues to the stairs. DONNA Carrie? She walks up the stairs. UPSTAIRS Donna walks toward a mirror at the end of the hall. A FAINT WHISPER (Japanese) comes from behind a door. She stops and slowly pushes it open. DONNA Carrie, I've got the axe again. BATHROOM Carrie stairs into the bathroom mirror. She's changed into her white nightgown. She looks over at Donna. CARRIE It's so beautiful. It needs to be restored. DONNA What? Carrie looks to Donna. The reflection in the mirror is the Japanese Woman. CARRIE It's so beautiful. DONNA You have any tweezers? Carrie moves toward Donna. CARRIE Down the stairs. HALLWAY Donna walks in front. Carrie glides behind. DONNA Some dealers will pay more for a mirror that isn't restored. Carrie reaches out to Donna's back as they reach the stairs. DOWNSTAIRS Donna TUMBLES down the stairs. Her body lands at the bottom, TWISTED and BROKEN. DONNA (faint) Help. She is dragged away. INT. LIVING ROOM Susie enters with Earl and goes to the work table. She sets Earl next to the mirror and inspects it. SUSIE No Earl. She moves Earl away from open chemicals. Carrie enters and stops. Susie turns to her. SUSIE Where's Donna? CARRIE She had to leave. Carrie crosses to the table. Susie grabs Earl. SUSIE When's lunch? CARRIE Lunch? Carrie stops. CARRIE Oh, god. I almost forgot. INT. KITCHEN Carrie and Susie sit at the table. Sandwhiches in front of them. Carrie pours juice. Susie starts to eat then Carrie grabs her hand. Susie is shocked. CARRIE Dear Lord, thank you for this meal we are about to receive. The will of God we serve. Amen. Susie looks at her mother. Shocked. Carrie bites into her sandwich. INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER Susie sits in the middle of the floor watching Carrie work on the mirror on the table. Earl crawls in her lap. INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT Susie lies spread out on the floor asleep. Carrie still works on the mirror. Earl inches out of the room. Carrie turns to Susie. She puts down her tools. THE MIRROR Has been partially cleaned. Brass nails shine from the frame. Carrie scoops Susie into her arms. STORAGE CLOSET It's dark. The outline of mirrors and other antiques is visible from light streaming in around the closed door. Susie is asleep on the floor. She suddenly wakes with a GASP. She looks around confused. She stands and tries to exit. The door is locked. She BANGS on it. SUSIE Mommy! She bangs again then bends and looks through the wide antique keyhole. LIVING ROOM Carrie works on the mirror. Her hair is combed down to both sides. SUSIE (O.S.) MOMMY! HELP!!! STORAGE CLOSET Susie backs away from the door. She tips a large mirror. It shakes then falls over. The antiques collapse on her. She lies on the floor unconscious. STORAGE CLOSET - MORNING Light streams in from a small window. Carrie wakes under the junk. She quickly looks up to the door. She sees a key hanging to the side. HALLWAY The storage closet door opens. Susie slides out. The house is dark. She breathes heavily. STAIRS Susie slowly descends the stairs. She peaks over the banister and sees Carrie's shadow disappear. She continues down the stairs. Quietly. HALLWAY She turns from the stairs and sees something. She jumps into a shadow. Carrie passes into the kitchen. Susie shakes with fear. A HUM comes from the kitchen. The HUM changes to a HYMN, sung in Japanese. CARRIE (O.S.) (Japanese) The man of God's own choosing. Don't ask who that may be? Christ Jesus it is He, Lord Sabaoth His name. Susie peers around out of the shadow at Carrie. Carrie stops. CARRIE Hi, honey. Come out of there. Susie doesn't. CARRIE There's nothing to be afraid of. SUSIE (breaking) You don't speak Japanese. CARRIE English was much more difficult. She smiles down at Susie. Susie breaks off into a run down the hallway. She runs past the antique mirrors toward the front door. At the end. Carrie steps out. Susie barely stops before hitting her mother's white nightgown. Her breath blows her mother's hair back. FOYER CARRIE You mustn't interfere with Mommy's work. Susie catches her breath. SUSIE You're not my Mommy. CARRIE Don't be silly, Susie. Susie takes a step back. Carrie steps forward. A kitchen knife is hidden in her hand. Susie notices Carrie's weird hand position. CARRIE Everybody sins. Trust me. Honey? Carrie reaches out with her left hand. Her nightgown and long hair resembles the forgiving Jesus. SUSIE We don't believe in that shit. Carrie's smile drops. Susie sprints back down the hallway. Carrie follows. Susie turns as she runs and pulls at the large walls mirrors. They fall, missing Carrie. LIVING ROOM Susie turns the corner. Carrie is there. She extends her arms. Susie backs away. She bumps an antique crochet set. CARRIE Susie. You need to repent. Susie grabs a crochet mallet from the rack. Carrie steps forward. Susie swings with the mallet and HITS Carrie in the head. Carrie drops to her knees and closes one eye. CARRIE The mirror. Susie stares at her mother in horror for a moment then drops the mallet and runs through the living room to the foyer. FOYER Susie runs in tears toward the door then stops and turns. She looks into the living room at Earl slowly walking across the floor. Susie thinks for a moment then rushes back into the living room to Earl. LIVING ROOM Susie picks him up from the floor. She glances to the work table. The mirror is gone. She looks to the wall. The Shinzu mirror hangs. A step latter sits in front of it. THE REFLECTION Is almost clear. Susie stands and looks at it. The reflecting subtly shifts. Susie looks over at her mother splayed onto the floor then back at the mirror. She takes a step closer to it. Her reflection in the mirror is muddy and disfigured. A grey cloud moves across the mirror. Susie's eyes are locked on the mirror. A FLASH IN SUSIE'S EYES NIGHT. A small Japanese village. Houses burn. CORPSES lie around. Tsuu bends over her Shinzu mirror looking at herself. TSUU Why? Why did this happen. A JAPANESE soldier approaches from behind. SOLDIER The red haired man. He brought your mirror. And he brought your God. That caused us all to die. TSUU Everyone must suffer for their sins. The Soldier lifts his sword and plunges it into her back. It sticks into the bottom of the mirror's frame. She collapses onto the mirror. Blood pools in the frame. She stares at her own eyes as she dies. TSUU Must suffer for the sins. NIGHT. The modern city of Los Angeles is engulfed in flames. People scream and run through the streets. NIGHT. Flames flicker in Tsuu's eyes. INT. LIVING ROOM Flames flicker in Susie's eyes. She turns and walks toward Carrie. INT. PANTRY Dark. A MOAN. Things CRASH. A light is turned on. Carrie stands in her white gown. Donna lies twisted at her feet. Carrie SCREAMS and falls back against a shelf of canned food. She drops to the ground and feels Donna's body for a pulse. She's dead. She falls back and sobs then stops. CARRIE Susie! She quickly gathers herself and frantically searches for a way out. She finds a corkscrew. She lines it up on the lock and jams it in. The door's flimsy wood spits. She furiously drives it into the wood. The lock is exposed. HALLWAY Carrie emerges from the Pantry covered with sweat and exhausted. The house is silent. She slowly descends the hallway. LIVING ROOM Carrie enters and sees Susie standing in the middle of the room. Staring up at the mirror. THE MIRROR It's covered with a brown paper film. Susie carefully climbs up the step ladder. She gently pulls the paper from the mirror's surface. The glass is revealed in perfect condition. CARRIE Susie? What are you doing? The room, filled with antiques, is revealed. As the paper is pulled further, Carrie is revealed, staring up at the mirror. Carrie's eyes widen at her own appearance. Then her face changes as she realizes... CARRIE The mirror! Susie doesn't respond. Her dark eyes stare ahead. Carrie rushes forward and grabs Susie from the ladder. As she pulls her back Susie pulls the last of the paper from the glass. CARRIE No! They both stop and stare up into the mirror. SUSIE It's so beautiful. Susie takes a step toward the mirror. Carrie looks back at the mirror. It reflects Susie walking toward it and a mirror on the opposing wall casting an infinite number of reflecting mirrors. Susie moves closer. CARRIE Susie. Carrie notices a quick shift in the angle of the reflections in the mirror. CARRIE Susie! Susie faintly smiles. THE MIRROR Reflects Carrie and Susie side by side. Tsuu, in her white gown and hair combed down straight, steps out into the 13th reflected mirror. Carrie turns around. Tsuu is not behind them or in the opposing mirror. She turns back to the Shinzu mirror. Susie looks up in pleasure. CARRIE Get away Susie! Susie turns her palms toward the mirror. SUSIE (ghostly Japanese) I ask forgiveness. Carrie sees Tsuu step from the 13th reflection into the 12th, growing larger. Carrie quickly looks around. She runs to the fireplace and grabs an iron wood poker. She runs back to the mirror and smacks it with the poker. It doesn't break. Tsuu closer through more mirrors, growing larger. Carrie attacks it with the poker again. CARRIE Leave my Susie alone! Tsuu reaches the surface mirror as Carrie delivers a last devastating strike to the glass. The mirror shatters outward in an explosion of glass pieces around Susie. Carrie and Susie fall to the floor. Carrie raises up in a pool of broken mirror shards. Pieces protrude from her skin. CARRIE Susie! Susie? Carrie crawls across the shards to Susie. Her searching face reflects in hundreds of mirror pieces on the floor. Susie lies motionless in a circle without shards. Carrie reaches her and rolls her over. CARRIE Honey? Susie slowly wakes up. SUSIE Mommy? Carrie begins to cry. She pulls Susie into her arms. SUSIE What's wrong? Carrie can't respond. She looks across at herself and Susie in the opposing mirror. Tsuu passes through the mirror. CARRIE No. Carrie leaves Susie and grabs the fire poker. She runs across the room and smashes the antique mirror. She looks to another antique mirror in the room. Tsuu passes through it. Carrie runs over and smashes it. Tsuu appears across the room in another. CARRIE Goddamn you! Tsuu appears in a mirror next to Carrie. Carrie smashes it. CARRIE Leave us alone! Carrie rushes around and smashes the remaining mirrors. Exhausted, she breaks the last one as Tsuu stares back at her. She collapses to the floor. The room is covered in broken glass. A BLACK SUV PASSES BY OUTSIDE It's tinted windows reflect Carrie's home. LIVING ROOM Susie approaches Carrie. SUSIE Mommy. Carrie reaches up and takes her hand. SUSIE Are you okay? Why did you break all the mirrors. Carrie pulls her into her lap. EXT. CITY STREET The Black SUV drives down a street. Tsuu's faint reflection passes across the window. It passes a TV shop. Tsuu's reflection appears on the TV shop window. A man stands across the street waiting for the WALK sign. Tsuu walks through the reflection on his eyeball. The WALK SIGN lights up. The tallest modern building in LA stands in the afternoon sun. It's steel and glass facade reflects the city and passing cars.. Tsuu's faint reflection passes across the building. THE END.