"The itsy bitsy spider
"Climbed up the water spout
"Down came the rain
"And washed the spider out
"Up came the sun
"And it dried up all the rain
"And the itsy bitsy spider
"Went up the spout again"
Come on. Laurie Ann. It's going to storm.
Hi.
Laurie Ann?
Honey? Don't scare Momma.
Excuse me. Move along.
Chief's going to have a cow when he sees you nosing around.
I won't tell him if you don't. What have you got?
There's not much left. Just like the last time.
-Did anyone see anything? -The mother said she saw...
I told you to stay out of this.
I'm just a concerned citizen. Chief.
I call six kids missing or dead a major cause for alarm.
It may be a rash of runaways. Kids get itchy feet.
Right. A five-year-old in a toy car gets itchy feet.
A seven-year-old goes to Acapulco for a wild weekend?
The boy's father took him. The other one...
Chief. There's something terribly wrong here in Derry. And you know it.
I'm the cop. You're the librarian.
Okay?
Georgie.
May 28th.
Another killing today.
But this time there was something more. Something that makes my skin crawl.
A picture that shouldn't... That couldn't have been there.
It's time to tell the others what's happening.
I can't put it off any longer.
But I hope l'm wrong.
I hope to God l'm wrong.
Taggert steps onto the moors as the fog curls around his ankles.
He shivers. Buttons his coat. And walks on into the mist.
A shadowy figure lurches into frame. Dripping with foul water and dark mud.
Yeah.
Bill. For the last time...
In a minute!
You said that half an hour ago.
-And a half an hour before that. -Okay!
-It's cold. -Sorry.
I like the changes. They're wonderful.
-I wish you'd tell that idiot. Greco. -I do. Every day.
You didn't have to take this job. We don't need the money.
In case you've forgotten. I took the job to be with you.
If someone is going to mangle my books...
...it may as well be me.
The idea of taking a vacation didn't even occur...
So I could hang around the set? That's not what I do. Writing is what I do.
At least when you're doing a novel. You're in a good mood.
Audra. Could we...
I'm asleep unless it's Greco.
Greco.
Yeah?
-Bill. Is that you? -Do I know you?
This is Mike Hanlon. From Derry.
Swear to me.
Swear to me that if it isn't dead...
...we'll all come back.
-Sorry. Mike. For a minute there... -You didn't know who I was.
For a minute. I didn't.
Bill...
...it's back.
You sure?
Yeah. I found a photograph of George.
George?
What is it?
Who was on the phone?
Nobody. Wrong number.
Bill?
I have to go back to work.
Bill?
Georgie.
Please. Bill. Tell me a story.
Maybe later.
The magic stone story.
Please. Bill. Please.
Go bug somebody else. You little cootie. I don't feel so hot.
Georgie?
For me? You made it for me?
Can I go sail it?
You have to seal it first with paraffin.
-What's that? Where is it? -In the cellar.
I wish you could come. Too. She's your boat. Really.
Thanks. Bill.
You got cooties all over me.
Georgie.
Don't stay out too long or Mom will have a bird.
-I won't. -Georgie!
Be careful.
Sure. I will.
S. S. Georgie!
Come on!
S. S. Georgie. Out of the way!
No. Please. No!
Hi. Georgie.
Aren't you going to say hello?
Come on. Bucko.
Don't you want a balloon?
I'm not supposed to take stuff from strangers.
My dad said so.
Very wise of your dad. Very wise indeed.
I am Pennywise. The Dancing Clown.
You are Georgie.
Now we know each other.
Correct?
I guess so.
-I've got to go. -Go?
Without this?
-My boat! -Exactly.
Go on. Kiddo. Take it.
You want it. Don't you. Georgie?
Of course you do.
There's cotton candy and rides and all sorts of surprises down here.
And balloons. Too. In all colors.
-Do they float? -Yes.
They float. Georgie.
They float.
And when you're here with me...
...you float. Too.
"Fear no evil for thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff. They comfort me.
"Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies.
"Thou annointest my head with oil. My cup runneth over.
"Goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.
"I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."
Georgie.
Billy?
-Are you all right? -What is it?
The picture. Georgie's picture.
Mom. Don't you see?
What were you doing in Georgie's room? -Nothing.
Dad. Listen! -Never come in here again. Understand?
I mean it. Bill.
I forgot.
How could I forget?
Leave? Have you lost your mind? We're in the middle of making a movie.
They can replace me. This is something I have to do.
Who was on the phone?
The call was from a guy named Mike Hanlon.
I haven't heard from him in 30 years. Not since we were kids.
-Audra. My brother. Who died... -Yes. George.
He didn't just die.
He was murdered.
-Why didn't you ever... -Tell you?
Because I forgot. As if it never happened.
I know it doesn't make sense. But I have to go.
For God's sake. Why?
Because we made a promise.
-Why are you stuttering? -I used to stutter when I was a kid.
What happened? Tell me.
Damn it. Bill. Talk to me! Let me help.
-If you're going back. I'm going too. -Don't even think that!
-Why not? You're scaring me. -Promise me you'll stay here.
-Promise me! -You're crazy.
This is crazy.
I love you.
Oh no. Ben.
Your architect award. And you just received it. It's a tragedy.
Yeah. Honey. We've got ourselves a real tragedy here.
This is an American tragedy.
Look at this. Would you hang on to this?
I got this and this.
Here you are. My good man. Recycle.
Come on.
Go on. Honey.
Limbo! How low can you go?
You don't have to be quiet.
-Is all this yours? -Yes. Come on in.
Let me see what I can do with this.
Come here. Beautiful. Come on.
-I love your body. -I like yours. Too.
-Would you believe I used to be fat? -I bet you were real cute.
Not just fat. A regular butterball.
You bet your fern I was. We used to say that as kids.
You bet your fern. But I was F-A-T.
-No. -Yeah.
I hear bells. I'll be right back.
Hello?
Haystack. It's me. Mike.
It's payback time. Piggy.
Hey. Fat boy!
Ben?
Are you there?
-Mike? -Yeah. Buddy. Listen:
It's come back.
How much do you remember?
Very little. Almost nothing.
Will you come?
I'll come.
Are you okay?
I don't think I am. Sweetheart. Not tonight. Not at all.
Are you going to kill yourself?
I don't think so. But it might be better if I did.
My name is Ben Hanscom.
Until last week. I lived with my mom in Houston. Texas.
We moved here to live with my cousins.
Look at that gut.
Go on. Ben.
Do you have any hobbies?
I read a lot.
Especially about old civilizations. Like the Egyptians and Indians.
We have a wonderful library here. Welcome to Derry.
Thank you. Miss Douglas.
What a porker.
Henry Bowers...
...you will stay for one hour after school every day this week.
My father will tan my hide.
You should've thought of that before you picked on Ben.
Report to the principal's office.
You're dead. Fat boy.
It's going to be some funeral. Friend.
Now. Class...
...as you know. The Sheriff has instituted a 7:00 pm curfew.
We live in dangerous times. Boys and girls. I want you to be careful.
Do you like the school so well that you're going to stand there all day?
School's over. You know.
-Excuse us. Please. -Can we get through?
Some people have no class. -Some people have janitors for parents.
So long. Ben Hanscom.
I'm Beverly Marsh.
See you tomorrow. Beverly Marsh.
-Look. It's the fat boy. -Top of the day. Fat boy.
What do you want? -I want to teach you something. Porky.
You like to learn new things. Don't you?
I want to make sure you remember my name.
I'll remember. Henry.
How can I be sure?
Don't really cut him.
Cut him?
Let's see. First comes...
Oh. God!
You're going to die! I'll bury you!
You're going to die!
-Nobody kicks me! Nobody! -You better run. Boy.
You're going to die. Man!
Get him! You're dead. You fat pig!
-What's this? -Looks like a geek wading pool to me.
What are you two girls doing here?
Look at the stupid little baby dam.
You don't have to do that. Why did you do that?
I felt like it. Give me that.
-That's for my asthma. -Is that a fact? Sissy.
-Leave him alone. -Shut up. Creep.
Stop that or I'll pull your ears down and tie them underneath your chin.
Did you see a fat kid run by here?
-Big. Fat kid. All messed up. -No.
You sure. Mush-mouth? You better be sure.
I'm sure.
Let's go.
Ta-ta. Girls.
It's empty.
I can't breathe.
Are they gone?
Yes. Can you stay here with my friend while I get his medicine?
Yeah.
Let me take this.
Take it easy. Kid. You'll be okay.
-You'll be okay. -Yeah?
What will we do if they come back?
Want some?
-My dad died of the big "C". -Big "C"?
Cancer. I was just a little kid.
My dad died. Too. He was shot down in Korea.
-Do you remember him much? -Sort of. I think.
-Who's the other guy? -Bill?
Bill's my best friend. He's a great guy.
Hey!
I'm...
...back.
-Does he always stutter so much? -It's worse since his brother died.
Some guy killed George. His arm was pulled off like a wing off a fly.
-That's awful. -I told you because...
...lf you want Bill to be your friend. Don't talk to him about George.
-He's all messed up about it. -I would be. Too.
-Would be too. What? -Nothing. Thanks.
Thanks for staying.
He's really got it bad. I'm scared he's going into a coma like on Dr. Kildare.
-Me. Too. You're Ben. -And you're Bill.
-This is... -Eddie. He knows.
I hate it when you stutter my name. You sound like Elmer Fudd.
No. Elmer Fudd has a lisp. Porky Pig stutters.
Okay.
Why don't you come back tomorrow?
Me and Eddie. We're trying to make a dam.
You've got to have some boards. And put them in a row. Facing each other.
Like the bread of a sandwich...
-But we do it. -Yeah. We.
-What are you doing? -Something for school.
-A poem. -That's private.
"Your hair is winter fire.
"January embers."
Hey. Mom. Benny's in love!
Give this back.
-Mom! Mom! -Stop that! Benjamin!
Stop that immediately. You ruffian.
I hate you!
You're only here because Mom says it's our Christian duty.
Nobody's ever going to say a sister of mine is on welfare.
So you're welcome as long as you need to stay.
But you're spoiling the boy. Arlene. He needs a firm hand. Discipline.
We'll have our own home one day. I promise.
I know. Mama.
As long as we're guests. I need you to help me.
They wouldn't treat us like this if Daddy were still alive.
Come on inside and apologize.
But he was...
-You must! -No! I hate it here.
Come on. Benny.
Benny!
Ben! Benny! Up here. Ben.
Daddy?
Ben!
Hi. Ben.
Daddy?
That's my home now. Son.
Do you want a balloon?
They float.
They all float.
Come here. Son. You'll like it down there.
You never have to grow up.
They float.
They all float.
When you're down here with me...
...fat boy. You'll float. Too.
Please. Stop.
Beverly By Hand. One moment please.
Miss Marsh's office.
Hold a moment. Please.
Someone calling from Maine. Says it's important.
Maine?
-Pam. I said no calls until... -We've got a minute. I'll take it.
No. Get their number and close the door.
Your hands are shaking.
I'm scared to death.
That stuff spreads like cancer. I won't have it around.
There. That's perfect. Don't touch it.
Listen to me. Bevy.
We have some well-heeled Japanese gentlemen waiting downstairs.
We'll show them around. You'll play the charming flamboyant designer.
We'll make a deal. I'll play hardball. And when it's over. We'll be rich.
If you get a hold of yourself right now. Do you understand?
A kiss for good luck?
Okay. Let's go.
And don't ever contradict me in front of Pam again.
Good afternoon. Gentlemen. I'm Beverly Marsh.
This is my partner. Tom Grogan.
-Hello? -Beverly. It's Mike Hanlon.
-Who? -Mike Hanlon. Remember me?
Mike Hanlon. Of course. How are you?
Fine. Are you sitting down?
There you are.
Who was on the phone?
You may think this is crazy. I certainly think it's crazy...
...but I have to go to Maine.
It's hard to explain.
That was Mike Hanlon on the phone. Remember he called at work today?
He's an old. Dear friend. I have to...
Shut up! You have to shut up!
I make the deal of a lifetime and you run off to an old boyfriend in Maine?
What do you take me for?
I've seen this coming.
You've forgotten your manners. Little girl.
Contradicting me. Smarting off. And now this.
You've forgotten your lessons.
It's been too long since last time.
Put that thing down.
I have to get to O'Hare as fast as I can.
There's some very bad trouble.
It's come back. Beverly. Remember your promise.
Put these clothes back.
-Get into bed! -No!
Then maybe you can leave this house in two days. Instead of two weeks.
Not ever again!
If you ever come near me again. I'll kill you.
Do you understand? I will kill you.
Bev. You need me!
Bev!
O'Hare. Please.
What airline. Miss?
I need to go to Maine.
We'll find one that goes to Maine. What's in Maine. Your family?
Friends.
The best I've ever had.
Daddy. Breakfast is ready.
I'll get it.
"Your hair is winter fire.
"January embers.
"My heart burns there. Too."
Who was at the door?
-What do you got there? -Nothing.
Let me see that.
You been doing something you shouldn't?
Are you fooling around with some boy? Poetry from some boy?
I worry a lot about you.
-Sometimes. I worry a lot. -Daddy. Please.
Not even 12 years old and already seeing some boy.
Let me alone!
Come here!
Don't make me come and collect you. Come to me.
No.
-What did you say? -I said. "No!"
You get the hell back in here!
I'll whip the skin off of you!
Sorry if I scared you. Are you okay?
Yeah.
Don't you have anything better to do than sneak up on people?
-Sorry. -You should be.
I was thinking. It being Saturday and all...
...if you didn't have anything to do. You could come with me to the barrens.
The barrens?
This is Eddie...
...and this is Bill.
Hi.
Do you guys know each other already?
Bev wants to help. I hope that's okay. She's a girl.
Sure.
What's this? By George. Martha...
...it's the river Nile.
And four. Count them. Four sphinxes.
Richie.
You were expecting Gunga Din?
Richie's okay. But he can drive you to the bughouse.
-I heard that. You skirt. -Hi. Eddie Spaghetti.
I hate it when you do that. Don't call me "Eddie Spaghetti."
You love it. It makes you so chuck-a-licious.
Richie Tozier's my name.
And doing voices is my game. This is Stan the Man Uris.
Stanley's a Jew. Which means he's really smart and says oy a lot.
Richie has a high metabolism. Which tends to make him hyperactive.
So you. Haystack. Are you building a dam or something?
-Ever built one before? -No.
How do you know it'll work?
-Why wouldn't it? -How do you know?
I just know.
Yeah. He just knows.
Well. Okay.
-You're a genius. Haystack. -It's nothing.
It's great. We stopped it. That's so cool.
We could flood out the whole barrens if we wanted to.
We did it! We!
Yeah!
I'll go this way.
-See you later. Alligator. -After a while. Crocodile.
-See you. Ben. -Yeah. See you. Bill.
Hi yo. Silver. Away!
See you. Beverly.
See you.
"My heart burns there. Too."
Sunset Strip will continue following station identification.
Help me.
Help me. Please.
Help me.
-Help me. Beverly. -Hello?
Is someone there?
The clown brought us down here. We all float.
Who are you?
-I'm Vickie Burrows. -I'm Matthew O'Connor.
We're all the dead kids.
Come closer. Beverly. We all want to meet you. We float.
Daddy!
-What in the name of heaven? -The bathroom!
-Was someone peeping in at you. Girl? -In the sink!
What do you think you saw? Speak up. Girl.
I worry about you. Bevy.
I worry a lot.
Explain yourself.
There was this spider. A big. Fat spider.
He crawled out of the drain. And I guess. It crawled back down.
These buildings are old. With drains the size of the Holland tunnel.
There's nothing there now.
Get to bed.
Say hello to your friends. Beverly.
You'll die if you try to fight us.
You'll die. If you try.
You'll die if you try to fight us. Beverly.
You'll die. If you try.
Eddie. Where are you?
Eddie?
-Eddie. Where are you? -I'm in here. Ma.
Where are you going?
I have to go away for awhile.
Away? Where?
This isn't like you. Tell me where you're going.
Eddie. Stop!
You're in trouble. Aren't you?
Eddie?
Tell me who was on the phone. Answer me.
Mom. Please don't cry.
You're scaring me so bad. You've got to tell me.
-Where are you going? -I have to go back to Derry.
Why would you want to go back to that dirty little town?
There's nothing for you there. There never was. Eddie.
Please. Ma. Please.
Eddie!
Let's get out of here.
-What's going on? -Nothing.
-You look like you saw a ghost. -Move it!
Eddie!
I'm sorry to leave you holding the bag.
Do we have enough drivers for next week? -It's covered.
I want you to do the Pacino job. He likes the Lincoln stretch.
I know. Eddie. The business is under control.
-It's you I'm worried about. -I'm fine.
Where are we going?
Penn Station. The 11:30 pm to Boston.
They saw me.
-We better go. -I'm a dead man.
If I were you. I wouldn't pay to see a monster movie...
...I'd just look in a mirror.
Let's get out of here!
Yeah. Let's go!
-Did you see those guys? -I saw you make it worse.
Come on. Eddie Spaghetti.
-It was just a joke. -Sometimes you joke too much.
You have to or you'll die of boredom.
-Are we men or are we mice? -We're mice!
Then let's act like mice.
Look.
That place scares me green. I think it's haunted.
Honestly. Eddie. Such things aren't empirically possible.
In English. It ain't no such thing.
You're a pretty swift guy for a girl. My little chickadee.
Was that a compliment? On our very first date?
Why is Richie so special?
The date wasn't just with him. Eddie. I love you. Too.
Hey. Don't trip!
-Eddie. It's been great. -See you later.
-'Bye. Eddie.
I wish this summer would never end. It's the best summer of my whole life.
Eddie Kaspbrak...
...I was worried sick. I almost called the police.
-Eddie was with us. -Go away.
Go home.
Ma. These are my friends.
-See you tomorrow. -Eddie has to rest tomorrow.
I don't want you to play with them again. No good will come of it.
But they're my friends. -You don't need any. Except for your ma.
-You feel warm. -I'm fine.
No showers with the other boys. I don't want you catching their germs.
Guys. Quit that running. This is a hallway not a track! Come on!
-Did you take a shower? -No. Sir.
I'll explain this only one more time:
You take phys ed. You sweat. You take a shower. Got it?
It's okay. Eddie.
Hi. I just wanted to say hello.
Hot enough for you up there. Is it?
This is a little inconvenient.
I'll have to make a few adjustments.
Here I am. Wheezy.
You'll like it down here.
Won't do any good to run. Girly boy.
See you in your dreams. Oh. Come back anytime.
Bring your friends.
So I say. "Go ahead. Make my day."
The next thing you know I'm feeling my way to the toilet.
How much power does the electric company have?
Remember Godzilla?
A plane couldn't stop him. The atom bomb couldn't...
...even Nancy Reagan couldn't stop him.
But you get him in front of one high power line...
Look! The creature is attacking the city.
You guys are great. Good night.
Hey. Guys!
You're beautiful! -That political material is getting old.
Who knows Betty Ford? We've got to work on this.
Hold on. Hold on!
There she is. How's my favorite niece?
I'm so glad you made it. I want to see Miller first thing Monday.
I've got it arranged.
If I'm hosting next week. I have to have that new material. I've got...
I've got somebody you should meet.
-I can't tell you... -Hold on!
Buona sera. This is Richie Tozier. Who's this. Elvis?
Who?
Mike Hanlon. From Derry. Do you remember?
Yeah. Sure I remember you. Pal.
What about subbing for Carson on Monday night?
Who's going to sit behind the desk and be funny?
-Let Leno do it. I don't care. -Richie!
-What am I going to tell them? -Whatever you have to!
I need a couple of days.
For what?
The reunion of your Cub Scout pack at Grover's Corners?
Come on. What is it?
A broad? The mob?
I don't know what it is.
Don't insult my intelligence.
I made a promise.
We've been through a lot together.
You're fine. You can handle this.
No. This can't be happening.
Help!
Help! Help!
They felt its hot and horrible breath against their faces.
But at that moment. They released the stones and ran out of the cave.
Now they were home. But nothing could change the way they felt.
They learned to be strong together.
They beat the dragon with the magic stones. And nothing would be the same.
Write that one down. Bill. That's my favorite.
-Really excellent. -Beautiful.
Yeah. Bill's going to leave this one horse town. Meet Sandra Dee...
...and the other babes in Hollywood.
Dream on. Richie. I don't want to grow up at all.
I do. I want to be a train conductor and see the world.
If your mom will let you cross the street.
I want to be the first rock 'n' roll singer from Derry.
Or an impressionist.
-Your voices all sound the same. -Thanks a bunch. Professor.
-How about you. Bev? -A painter. Maybe.
My dad's teaching me to draw.
Fighter pilot. When I'm old enough. I'll join the Air Force.
An ornithologist. I like cataloguing things. And finding their logical order.
Can I tell you guys something?
-If you laugh. I'll never... -We won't. Will we?
The other night. In Georgie's room...
What on earth? For the love of Mike!
Look at this mess. The saints preserve us.
Officer Nell.
You're fixing to back flood all the drains in town.
-Whose brainstorm was this? -I showed them how. It's my fault.
It was my idea.
-Me. Too. -I was in on it. Too.
-I suppose it was your idea too. Lass? -Yes.
Listen to me. All of you. There's been another murder.
-Little Velma Daniels. -Velma Daniels?
Her body was found down by the canal.
If you come down here to play. Come together. Understand?
That means together. All the time.
Your hands on it?
So what did you think Bill was going to tell us?
I don't know. He's been moody lately.
They all have.
With this food. Who could blame them?
Well. Hey.
-Larry. Curly and Moe. -Richie!
All right. Twerp. Who threw it?
You? It was you. Wasn't it?
Tell me. And you might live through this. Four-eyes.
In the Paramount theater. Who did it?
Way to go. Banana-heels.
Tozier!
Bowers!
Go downstairs and get a mop from Mr. Marsh and clean this up!
Go on!
Mr. Marsh?
Just great.
Mr. Marsh. You down here?
Probably drunk as a skunk.
Mr. Marsh?
Mr. Marsh...
...I had a little accident in the cafeteria.
No. This isn't happening.
No!
Help!
Beep. Beep. Richie!
Come back. Anytime!
I'll show you how to float down here.
They all float down here.
You've got to help me. Somebody. Please.
In the basement. There's a werewolf.
Stop him.
The day I took that photo was one of the best days of my life.
We were lucky that summer that we didn't get ourselves killed.
Maybe it was something more than luck.
If so. I hope it returns when they do.
Lucky seven.
I brought this old photo album from home.
My dad was stationed in Derry during World War II.
He collected these old photos from the olden days.
Who'd want a history of this toilet?
How many years will you be in here with me?
Continue. Michael.
This is the old ironworks.
One Sunday. Back in 1930. There was an Easter egg hunt here.
The ironworks exploded. And all these people got killed.
This is the Derry Standpipe. It supplied all the water to the town...
...until a big disaster in 1900.
The biggest mystery is how 253 settlers disappeared without a trace.
Thank you for that illuminating. If somewhat morbid. History.
Who's next?
Howdy. Partner.
Give it here!
Or what. Boy? Or what?
This nigger lives down the street from me and my dad.
Give it here.
You've been giving me and my daddy grief for a long time.
You like fireworks?
What do you say to a rocket in your pocket?
Hey. You!
Stop that right now.
Get him!
I'm glad I'm not the only one who saw something.
It wasn't a clown at first. It was a werewolf.
I didn't see a werewolf. Just a clown.
Don't you see...
...it was a werewolf for Richie because he saw that dumb movie.
But it was a clown underneath.
Maybe it's an evil being that can read our minds...
...and take the shape of stuff we're afraid of.
That's what happened to the kids here? -Get serious.
Why didn't any of us say anything?
Personally. I thought you guys would think I was nuts.
Me. Too. I thought it was just me.
You're not alone. -Such a thing isn't empirically possible.
It was so real.
-It almost had my guts for garters. -It's just the influence of the movie.
Could it be a crazy guy dressed up in a clown suit?
No.
It's some kind of monster. Right here in Derry.
I'm going to bury you.
God. Henry Bowers.
We better get out of here.
-Dummy up. All of you. Rocks. -Rocks?
Rocks. Ammo.
Please. Help me.
You're dead!
What do you know?
It's the fat boy. The Jew and the sissy.
Four-eyes and the patch girl. Too.
Nigger. You know how to pick them.
The loser's club.
Yeah. The loser's club.
I got bones to pick with you.
I'm willing to let that go for today.
Today. I want him. So buzz off.
Get out of here.
-Who's going to make me? -We are.
-What did you say. Chubs? -Dig the wax out of your ears.
You're through. Bowers. Get out!
You stuttering freak.
You're going to get a surprise. You'll get such a surprise!
Run. Henry!
Come on!
Get out.
What if I won't?
The six of us could put you in the hospital.
Seven.
I'll kill you all.
Get some new material. Champ.
I'll kill you all.
Thanks.
Anytime.
Who are you guys anyway?
We're sort of a club.
Yeah. The loser's club.
Yeah.
You want in?
Yes. I do.
We're seven now.
Lucky seven.
Wait a second.
There's no way to date this one.
He says it's probably from the early 100s. When Derry was a logging town.
Hold it.
-Pennywise the Clown? -That's him.
That's him!
Two hundred years ago? He was here then?
Come on! It's just a drawing.
Look.
Here he is again.
The same man.
It's not a man.
It.
It!
That's what happened back in Georgie's room.
Look!
I'll kill you all!
I'll drive you crazy. And I'll kill you all.
I'm every nightmare you've ever had. Your worst dream come true.
I'm everything you ever were afraid of.
-No! -Yes! Yes!
-Yes. -No!
Yes. Yes.
-You saw it. Too. -I didn't want to.
But you did.
Yes. If that's what you want.
Yes.
That's what I wanted. You turkey.
-What are we going to do? -What do you mean "do"?
I just want to forget about it.
It's not just us.
It's all the other kids. Too. Like Velma Daniels from my class.
Who's going to be next?
Bev's right. We have to do something.
-We should tell somebody. -They don't see what we see.
When you grow up. You stop believing.
They'll laugh and put us in a nuthouse.
-It kills kids. Damn it. -We have to do something.
Help me.
You killed my brother. You bastard.
Let's see you now.
It's scared of us. You know?
I can feel that. I swear to God I can.
I want to kill lt.
Help me.
We got a letter from Mom today.
She asked when we're going to make her a grandma.
She's uncanny. I was just thinking the same thing.
I was. Really.
Does she know I'm a sex maniac and that you prefer Perfect Strangers?
You want to pay attention to me.
Don't move.
Uris residence. Stan speaking. This better be good.
Hello. Stan. It's Mike Hanlon.
-Who did you say? -Mike Hanlon.
-Mike Hanlon? -Yeah.
I'll be damned.
Stan. It's come back.
-Are you sure? -I'm sure.
-Do you understand? I'm sure. -I understand.
-You know how hard it is to call... -I get the picture.
Can you make it. Stan? Please.
I can't promise that. But I'll consider it. -Don't you remember. Stan?
-Don't you remember your promise? -Yes. Mike.
-You promised. -Yes. I remember.
I hope you come.
-Goodbye. -"Bye. Stan.
Who was it. Honey?
Stan?
No one.
No one. Really.
I think I'll take a bath.
Now?
A scout is trustworthy. Ioyal. Helpful. Friendly. Courteous. Kind...
...obedient. Cheerful. Thrifty...
...brave. Clean and reverent.
-Are you okay? -I think this is crazy.
One out of 10. You're worse than I am.
We might as well let that damn clown take us one by one.
Beep. Beep. Richie.
Who's left? Ben? Bev?
One of them better be good.
You're in the lead with a pathetic three out of 10.
Will you please shut up?
-You don't stutter all the time. -Ladies first.
Ten out of 10. I don't think I need to shoot.
It's like it's supposed to be Bev.
Yeah.
This is still crazy.
-No. It's not. -I'm with Stan.
So what if I can shoot good?
You think a handful of stones are going... -Show them. Richie.
My mother's earrings. Solid silver.
That's just stuff in movies. What good is it going to do...
They're silver. They can kill it. We have to believe that.
On my honor. I will do my best to do my duty to God and my country...
...to help other people at all times. Keep myself physically strong...
...mentally awake and morally...
-Maybe this isn't such a good idea. -What are you mumbling about?
Now. Listen up.
You guys don't have to do this.
My dad says you have to know when to take a stand.
Lucky seven. Stan.
I said I was in.
You think we're going to let you have all the fun. Billy-boy?
Eddie?
I'm with my friends. Right?
Give me that.
It tastes like battery acid.
-Where are they going? -Down in the sewer. Stupid.
Guess what?
They're not coming back out.
You mean we have to go down there?
Stan. If you don't want to go. Now's the time to turn back.
Great choice. Let's go.
They're going down into the pipes where we chased that dog.
You go how we went. Go ahead of them and chase them back towards us.
Me and Belch will catch them. Hurry or there will be nothing left for you.
-Go by myself? -Yeah. Go by yourself.
What are you afraid of? The boogeyman?
Hardy. Har-har.
At least we know we're on its trail.
Maybe this is where it wants us to be.
Eddie. Which way is Derry?
Bev. Get up front where you can get a clear shot.
Stay together. No stragglers.
Hi. Kid.
I guess you're the first.
-Who's missing? -Stan.
Oh. No!
Now. Before you die. I want you to think of every rock you threw...
...and everything you said.
Think about that before you die.
What was that?
God. He's not in there anymore.
Belch!
Help!
Stan!
It's coming!
Hands. Quick!
Is that it? Did we do it?
Look!
Quick! Take hands before we get lost in this stuff.
Grab hold.
Is everybody here?
-I'm here. Stannie? -Yeah.
Richie?
Yeah. Mike?
Here.
-Whose hand is this? -Mine.
That you. Ben?
Yeah.
Whatever happens. Hang on.
It's not as strong as it thought it was. Or it would've killed us then.
We have to resist.
Bill! Bill!
Georgie?
No. Bill.
That's not George. Don't break the circle.
Bevy!
What are you doing down here with these boys. Now. Get home.
Daddy? Daddy. I'm...
Wake up. Hot stuff. That ain't Daddy.
There ain't nothing there.
I said. "There ain't nothing there."
On my honor. I will do my best to do my duty to God and my country.
Stan.
Stanley. Boy.
Stanley. Resist!
Let go! Be afraid!
Bev. The stones!
You all taste so much better when you're afraid.
Hurry. Bev. Kill it!
Kill!
Me!
You are priceless. Brat.
I am eternal. Child.
I am the eater of worlds...
...and of children.
And you are next.
This is battery acid. You slime!
Kill it! Kill it. Bev!
Kill it!
Die!
Help me! Help me!
-Is it dead? -I don't think so.
-We have to get out. -We have to go after it.
-No. It's dead. -We have to make sure.
-It sounded like it was dying. -What if it didn't?
Swear to me...
...that if it isn't dead...
...you'll all come back.
I swear.
I swear it.
Yeah. I swear.
I swear. Too.
I swear.
Stannie?
I'm coming upstairs to scrub your back...
...and your chest.
And...
Stanley?
Stan?
Here you go.
-You don't want me to wait? -No thanks. I'll walk back.
Georgie.
How could I have forgotten?
I'm so sorry.
Take your pick.
Billy-boy.
Except for the one on the end.
That's already taken.
Sorry.
I remember you.
And I remember we beat you.
I'm not afraid of you.
I know how old I look.
It's just that I remember you as a kid.
Welcome home. Bill.
I wish it was under happier...
Come on. Let's go out.
I realized that I shouldn't create any more paranoia than we already have here.
I got a taste of it myself. Earlier.
At least people seem to care now. Or maybe it's just that I'm a grown-up.
I feel so thick. Mike. I don't remember much at all.
I don't even remember why I came back. Except for Georgie.
I'll bet it doesn't all come back at once.
How come you remember?
I never left. How could I forget?
I look on the street corner and there we were. Seven of us.
Lucky seven.
Man. That just came back.
Something else.
-One of us lived around here. -Right.
Bev!
Right down the street.
She was poor. Her father was the janitor. This was Poor Town.
Yeah. Still is.
Yours?
I'm a bachelor. Bill. It's all I need.
It's clean and better yet. Paid for.
You hungry? -I haven't had an appetite since your call.
I've arranged dinner tonight for all of us.
Have you seen the others?
No. I've had a feeling all afternoon...
...I could tell when everyone has hit town. We're not all here. Yet.
No.
You. Too?
There it is. It's powerful stuff.
Here's to remembering.
What?
Maybe this will stimulate those old memory banks a little.
Silver.
I found it in a pawn shop a year ago.
Something made me buy it.
It has a flat tire. But that's all that's wrong with it. Here's the kicker:
I bought this tube repair kit on impulse.
Three months before I saw this bike.
There was some kind of force guiding us that summer.
I don't know if we created it or it came to help us.
Maybe it's still here.
I'm going to change clothes.
"I'm getting bugged driving up and down the same old strip
"I got to find a new place where the kids are hip"
Oh. Come on!
Not the Paramount. You slimeballs!
Where are the people supposed to get their culture?
-May I help you? -Mike Hanlon.
He stepped out a short while ago.
-I'm pretty sure he's coming back. -Good.
I'll wait here for him.
Come on. Tozier. Get a grip.
You looked like you could use this. It's just water.
Thank you.
A little young for you. Isn't she?
Beep. Beep. Richie.
I didn't hear that.
I didn't!
I beg your pardon?
Come on up. Richie!
I got a balloon for you.
Don't you want a balloon?
What's the matter. One balloon not enough?
Try a bunch!
Is everything all right?
Last chance. Tozier.
Get out before it gets dark tonight.
You're all too old to stop me.
You're all too old.
Tell Mike Hanlon if you see him...
Excuse me. Do you have Prince Albert in a can?
You do? You'd better let the poor guy out.
Tell Mike Hanlon that I had to go.
I had to get cleaned up. Tell him.
Tell him.
Tell him I'll see him tonight.
Last chance. Tozier. Get out!
Get out while you can.
Excuse me. Ma'am...
...is your refrigerator running? It is?
You'd better catch it before it runs away.
All right!
Son of a gun.
Not just any cards. Bicycle.
They always make the best noise.
Bill?
I see it.
Follow up on the Miller thing. I'll call Todd myself.
What about the engineer's report?
What's that?
You're breaking up. I'll call you from the hotel.
Pull over here.
Wait for me.
You're it! You're it!
-You're dead. Fat boy. -Come on!
You're going to die!
Come on!
You're dead! You're dead!
-You're it. Porky. -You're it!
-Have a nice trip. -See you later. Porky.
-Are you okay. Buddy? -My knee.
Lucky for me you had that hankie.
Be prepared. You can keep it.
I'll be okay now.
Hang tough. Champ. You'll make it.
Ben Hanscom!
Nice to see you again.
What have you been up to all these years?
We can't wait to get you down here with us.
You're only in my mind.
Any spare change. Mister?
Hey. Who walked all over your grave?
I wasn't going to hurt you.
I don't even know you.
Let's go.
-Derry Inn. Did you say? -Yeah.
Reliving your childhood down there?
Something like that. Saying hi to some old ghosts.
Time does go by.
Here's that prescription.
How old are you now?
Eleven. Almost 12.
Come with me.
Relax. I'm not going to bite you.
Most of your troubles comes from being so tight all the time.
Take your asthma. For instance.
You know what a placebo is?
I got to go.
It's water with a squirt of camphor to make it taste like medicine.
No.
Your doctor is weak and your mother is determined that you're ill.
You're caught in the middle.
It's a lie. I do have asthma.
Sir?
Your prescription.
Nothing like a good pull on the old lung sucker.
Thank you.
Junior. Bring me a cigar.
You can't have one. Granddad.
Mr. Keene?
Mr. Keene. Hello.
Cigar for the old man?
I'm sorry. I don't have any.
I'm Eddie. Sonia Kaspbrak's son.
Any licorice?
I was always partial to licorice.
I wanted to thank you for trying to tell me the truth long ago.
You look a little peaked. Sonny.
I'd better go.
Hydrox.
H2O. Water.
It's only water.
It's all in your head. Sonny.
You do remember me.
Mr. Keene?
Get out of Derry while you still can.
Mr. Keene. Please.
Beware. Little Eddie.
Beware. Girly-boy.
No cigar. Sonny.
I was always partial to licorice.
I must have rung the wrong bell. I was looking for Marsh.
There's no Marsh here. Unless...
Do you mean Alvin Marsh?
Yes. My father.
Oh. Miss...
...I hate to be the one to tell you. But your father's been dead for five years.
But on the bell...
Kersh. I thought it said. "Marsh."
I'm Mrs. Kersh. I knew your father a little.
-Come in for some tea. -No. I couldn't.
You could and you will. I insist.
Feel free to look around.
Perhaps you'd like to freshen up?
Did you fall asleep in there? It's teatime.
Tea.
Tea would be nice.
I love what you've done with the place.
It's so different. So cozy.
How kind you are. Miss.
I call all the young girls. Miss. Don't take offense.
No.
Go on. Dear. Drink it while it's nice and hot.
Don't trouble your pretty little head. I'll get it.
It did say Marsh on the doorbell.
If you're wise. You'll run. Dear.
Because to stay will mean worse than your death. They float down there.
They float.
I worry about you. Bev. I worry a lot.
It won't do you any good to run.
You're not real! Not real!
Beep. Beep!
Since you first introduced me to him I told you he was a twit.
Remember? -I didn't ask you here to insult Bill.
How dare he do this to me.
You've complained about him since we started the picture.
He'll never work in movies again. You know that.
If you could have seen his face. It was frightening.
Nothing like a crisis to bring the estranged couple closer together.
Or perhaps pull them farther apart. If the gods are smiling.
Greco. Please.
I am simply pointing out that this could be a blessing in disguise.
Could you give me a few days?
I shall pretend I didn't hear that. Audra.
I can replace your imbecilic husband. But not you.
Don't think about leaving.
You've worked hard to get where you are.
I know you won't jeopardize that.
Or damage our professional relationship.
Or turn a friend into a violent enemy. Ready to crucify you at any cost.
There's no need to talk now.
See you tomorrow.
International reservations. Please.
I'd like a seat on your next flight to the United States.
I'm looking for the Hanlon party.
Eddie?
-Eddie Kaspbrak. -Haystack!
-What happened to the rest of you? -Gone but not forgotten.
My god.
Where's Richie Tozier when you need a good line?
-Ben? -I'm afraid so. Bill.
Look at you.
-Mike. Is that you? -Such as I am.
Who wants a drink?
-Set them up. -I'll have one.
-What is this? -That's my dog.
-I'll have a club soda. Okay? -This is pretty good.
Tozier. Get a grip. Don't let them see you like this.
It was a flashback from too much fun in '67. Get a hold.
You're working too hard.
I got a toast. I propose...
Who got bald. Who got wrinkled...
...and how many of God's children got wings?
Beep. Beep. Richie!
-Hey. Buddy. How are you? -Fine. Fine. You?
Beverly?
What a bunch of handsome old men.
Hi. Good-looking.
Richie.
Eddie!
I'd rather catch you than anyone else in the world. Beverly Marsh.
I saw all of you standing there and so much came flooding back. Like a wave.
What are we getting ourselves into?
I'm so proud of you.
Where's...
Are you all right. Bev?
Yes.
No. I...
I saw something today.
-Same with me. -Oh. Man!
-What I saw at the library... -Was it Pennywise?
With both barrels. It was Pennywise.
He's working on us already.
-Trying to chip away. -Maybe that means he's afraid.
It. It's afraid.
Oh. Man. It!
Help us remember. Mike. Fill in the gaps.
Yes. Because I don't know what you're talking about.
I can't remember much of anything. When I try. It clouds over.
Didn't you feel it?
As soon as I crossed the county line a veil dropped over my eyes.
Maybe it's the water.
Water? Maybe it's the sewer.
This is battery acid. You slime!
I'm okay.
I remember who Pennywise was now.
Big white guy. Red nose...
...about 5 feet tall. Mouth full of razor sharp teeth.
Oh. Eddie.
What the hell is happening. You guys?
What is going on?
I'm sorry. It was a very vivid memory.
I'd forgotten I stared into that creep's face.
You saved Stan's life. Remember?
Yeah.
Yeah. Now I do.
Speaking of Stan. Stan? Stan!
-Where is his royal straightness? -You talked to him. Right. Mike?
I think he'll be along.
We ought to start without him. We can fill him in when he gets here.
-Mike. Help us remember. -Wait a minute.
This is the first time since I got here that I feel good. Halfway safe.
Let's have a couple of drinks. Some good food and a couple of chucks.
-Leave the wolf out the door. -Spoken like a real loser. Richie.
Hey. To the loser's club.
To the loser's club.
Talking about your wives?
How many times have you been to the altar. Richie?
Four or five. Women all want the same thing. No offense. Bev.
None taken. Creep. Welcome to the fourth century.
Ben. Are you married?
Nope. I've dodged the bullet a number of times. Now.
Eddie?
I'm seeing a wonderful woman. But with work I don't have much time.
Take it from me. Spaghetti man. Better dead than wed.
Any little crumb snatchers for you. Richie? -None that I know of.
-How about you. Bev? -What?
How about you?
I'm not married.
-What happened to those glasses? -Contact lenses.
For the many times as you broke those glasses...
...you should have had stock in an adhesive tape company.
Me and Henry Bowers.
Please tell me he was hit by a freight train and put out of his misery.
No such luck. He's at Juniper Hills.
Ever since he confessed to murdering all the children.
-He was down in the sewers. -He tried to kill Stan.
He was going to kill us all.
I remember when they pulled him out. His hair was white.
-He was babbling about a bright light. -And a clown.
No one believed him.
Except when he said he killed them.
-We didn't say anything. -Not a word.
But It was the killer and we stopped it.
We thought we did.
Henry.
Henry Bowers.
Up here. Sharp stuff.
Up here!
You helped me once. Remember?
You chased those brats. Almost got them. Almost.
Don't you want another chance?
You've got to go back and finish the job.
Go back to Derry and kill them all. For me.
Kill them all.
Kill them all!
This has been a real hoot...
...but I have a plane out at 6:00 am.
You're not leaving?
Bev. You want an adventure?
You want to relive that old nightmare?
I love you. But count me out. I'm going to a hotel.
In the morning. I'm on a plane and out of here forever.
-I will remember all of you fondly. -Richie?
-We're all scared. Don't be ashamed. -Maybe he's right.
Are you talking about going back in the sewer?
We haven't talked about anything yet.
Give Mike a chance to fill us in before we scatter to the four winds.
Is that too much trouble?
I just want to go get some sleep. Is that too much to ask?
Why don't we show Mike some courtesy... -Guys! Come. On!
It's all right. If Richie wants to go. He goes.
We came here based on the strength of a promise.
Everyone at this table made good on that promise.
Wherever we go from here...
...I have no expectations.
Well said. Michael.
It's taken care of. Richie.
No. You can't do that.
That's just the way it is.
A toast to Mike Hanlon.
A man without whom none of this would have been necessary.
I can see my fortune now:
"You'll be eaten by a big. Greasy monster. Have a nice day."
Dummy up. Everybody.
What is it? Is something wrong?
Our friend had an asthma attack.
I'm much better now. Thank you.
Everything was okay?
Fine. Thank you.
I'm not so sleepy anymore.
Let's get the hell out of here.
Is this the Uris residence?
Is Stan there? This is an old friend. Mike Hanlon.
What are we supposed to do now?
A little soap and elbow grease ought to clean this right up.
Why are we the only ones that can see this?
I'm stumped. Let's ask the answer man. Oh. Mike?
Michel...
...garcon?
Hello. Stan? Mike Hanlon.
Is this the Uris residence? I'm trying to reach Stan Uris.
Tell him if he hasn't left yet. He's a dead man.
We all managed to show up. That matches your real hair.
Is anyone from out of town?
I flew in from L. A... and my tail section is tired.
It's great to be back in Derry. Breathing that old Derry air.
I have never felt so much love in one room in my entire life.
Eddie. Get their names for my Christmas mailer.
Wait. Put Denbrough there. On my Norman Mailer!
This man is like the brother I never had. He is the brother I never had.
Stan?
Thank you.
Stan is dead.
He cut his wrists in the bathtub right after I phoned him.
Stan was the last one to see It that summer.
Remember?
He just kept saying it wasn't empirically possible.
Even seeing the clown didn't make it real for him.
Nothing did.
Until that afternoon in August.
I was coming down Chestnut Street.
I saw Stan running like something was after him.
Go!
-Go! -Hi yo. Silver. Away!
Stan saw It that day. I honestly didn't.
I was pedaling too fast to turn around. I didn't want to see it. Whatever it was.
It took hours before he could tell me what happened.
He was in Lampkin Park by a bird feeder.
Watching birds.
Like a good boy scout. Remember?
He used to call it collecting birds.
Stan...
He said he didn't mean to go into that house. But...
...this voice kept whispering to him.
Being Stan. He figured there was a rational explanation.
Hello?
Stanley.
Yeah? I'm right here.
He was trapped.
He held his bird book out in front of him like a shield and...
...say loudly the names of all the birds he could remember.
Longneck finch...
...speckled grouse. Baltimore oriole...
...gray egret. Hammerhead woodpecker and brown thrush.
Brown thrush.
The day we went into the sewer...
...Stan saw it.
Face to face.
He saw what was behind the clown.
He ran up to me in school and said:
"I saw it. Eddie.
"I looked right into its..."
Some kind of lights.
"I looked right into its deadlights."
I hadn't thought of it until now. He said:
"I looked into its deadlights and I wanted to be there."
Deadlights.
-I need a drink. -Me. Too.
I'm sure I have something here. Anybody else?
Sorry I'm late. Let's see who's here.
Billy-boy!
You still here. Richie? We didn't expect you to stick around.
Nice nose job. No one would ever suspect.
Haystack...
...putting on a little weight?
Bev. Your dad isn't worried anymore. Your dad loves your taste in men.
Wheezy. How's your sex life? What's your sex life?
Mike you did it. You got us all back here.
It's the only way you'd ever see us since you'll never leave this town.
I made it. I'm in the deadlights now.
It's true what they say. We float down here and you will. Too.
In fact. They all float!
They all float!
My God!
I don't know about the rest of you. I'm getting real sick of this place.
I'll listen to anything anyone has to say. But can we go someplace else?
Please!
Help me with the stuff.
What is it?
"He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he see the ghosts."
It says that over and over again.
My mom gave me that to say...
...to help with my stutter.
No offense. Pal. It ain't helping.
Let's get the hell out of here. What do you say?
Henry!
Down here.
What are you doing down there?
You have a problem in there. You need help with. Henry?
That's a good boy.
You don't have to talk. I can hear what you think and they can't hear me.
-What do you want? -Same thing you want.
I want to pay them back.
Yeah. Pay them back.
You have to get out of here and go back to Derry.
I need you. Henry. We all need you.
They can't hurt you.
We didn't think they could hurt us back then. But they did.
-Bested you all summer. -Don't talk about that.
I can take care of them if they only half believe.
But you're alive. Henry.
You can get them if they believe. Half believe or don't believe at all.
One by one. Henry.
I can't get out of here.
There are wires on the windows and...
...Koontz on the door tonight. He's the worst.
I hate him.
I'll take care of Koontz.
Lead the way. Henry.
Lead the way.
I've had it with you. Your head will be be bouncing off the floor!
No. Mike.
I will have no need of this stuff. Thanks for thinking of me.
But none for me. Thank you very much!
-Richie. You're shouting. -I know!
Beep. Beep. Richie. Beep. Beep.
Talk to us. Mike. Tell us stories.
So we don't have to remember what we saw in the library.
Don't let it get you. Fight it.
I saw myself today. I saw myself back there.
I know it's just camphor water. But I need it.
Take it easy. Pal.
If it works. It's good medicine. You believe in it. That's all that matters.
I'm sure you all remember what happened 30 years ago.
There was a rash of killings. Disappearances. Mostly of children.
Everybody was afraid. But nobody did anything.
Until we went after it.
We almost killed it.
Henry Bowers confessed and the killings stopped.
Until this year. Exactly 30 years later.
First thing you should know:
If you count backwards in 30-year increments. Every date corresponds...
...to a huge disaster in Derry's history.
In 1960. the big fire at the Black Spot Club.
In 1930. the explosion at the old ironworks.
In 1900. the massacre at Drake's Creek. And on. And on.
The biggest mystery is how 253 settlers just disappeared without a trace.
Thank you for that illuminating. If somewhat morbid. History.
She didn't want to know.
You knew about this even then...
...Miss Douglas didn't want to know.
It's a disease. Bev.
The Derry disease. None of them wants to know.
-It's too horrible they... -They act like nothing happened.
I remember a man. Mr. Ross...
...he was on his front porch. I was coming home from school.
Henry Bowers was waiting right outside my house.
I saw Mr. Ross across the street.
He looked so concerned. I thought he was going to help me. But...
...he just turned around and went inside.
That was when I knew there was something terribly wrong with Derry.
How did you get out of that. Bev?
Daddy came home. One of the only times I was glad to see him.
So. It's 30 years later and the killings are right on schedule.
Six so far. Maybe more. Some have disappeared with no trace.
I wanted to be certain before I called anyone.
I became certain when I found something at the latest crime site.
That was just yesterday.
Anyway. This is it.
Georgie?
There's something special about us being together.
We found each other that summer and together we were strong.
Otherwise. It would have picked us off. One by one.
Is it an accident that none of us have kids? Including Stan.
When we first came together. We were all losers.
Now look at you.
Six of you left Derry and became unusually successful.
Big-time breadwinners.
Leaving you holding the bag.
You kept the lighthouse for the rest of us. I feel like a real jerk about that.
Me. Too.
It's no one's fault. Our parents decided who stayed and went.
When I grew up. I wanted to stay.
I think you stayed because you had to.
I don't know what will happen when the sun comes up...
...but I appreciate what you've done for everyone.
-Good evening. You're up late. -How much farther is Derry?
About 500 yards to the city limits.
Thank God. I nearly fell asleep. I feel like I've been driving forever.
Cross the bridge at the barrens and turn left.
The barrens?
Yes. Where they used to play when they were kids.
Thank you. I'll be going now.
Don't you want your balloon. Mrs. Denbrough?
Don't you want it?
They caught me and started slapping me.
The coach found me crying and I thought he would help me.
Instead. He made fun of me and I got mad.
I said. "You coach track. Right?" He sneered at me and nodded. And I said:
"Listen. Stone-brained son of a bitch. I'll go after the track team.
"I'll run down everything you got.
"I'll beat your best and expect an apology from you."
All right.
So you did it?
I ran until my heart pounded so hard...
...I thought I would pass out.
After my first mile. I puked. Then fainted.
Finally. I was holding up my pants as I ran. I ate salads like there was no tomorrow.
By March. I'd lost 70 pounds and I'd grown two inches.
Every time I ran. I felt like I could fly.
-And you went out? -I went out for track like I said.
First time I was out there I won the 220 and the 440.
I just blew away the coaches. After practice I walked up to the coach...
...and I asked for apology. He was so furious. He hit me.
-No! After all that... -It was perfect!
-You beat him! -And everybody knew it.
I graduated from El Paso High with a letter in track.
The coach lost his job over that little love tap.
It's great! You ought to write that down.
-Bill's our writer. -Only horror stories.
We haven't talked about what we're going to do. If anything.
Oh. Mike.
Listen. Kids. This campfire stuff is fun. It really is...
...but no matter how painstakingly we go over these sewer plans...
...or how many damn flashlights or helmets you got in that box...
...when the sun rises. I'm dust. And I suggest the rest of you follow.
And get the hell out of Dodge!
-I cleaned it up once. -Cleaned what?
The blood.
I cleaned the whole thing up that very same night.
I decided if I was going to sleep in this house again. I'd have to know the truth.
To see if anyone besides me could see the blood.
What happened in here? Somebody get murdered?
You see it? You really see it?
Come on. Let's clean this up.
Until that moment. I thought I was going crazy.
It was strange to be happy about something so grim.
I fell in love with all of you that day.
After we cleaned it up. The blood never came back.
It will be morning soon.
-I'm cold. -Me. Too.
-I'll get you something. -There's a shawl in my room.
Give me your key and I'll get it.
Richie. You have a key?
Listen up.
Stay together. No stragglers.
-Just get the first thing you find. -I need to stretch anyway.
Ben.
-Don't go alone. -I need a refill anyway.
I'll join you.
I'll take care of Richie.
We meet back here in three minutes. No more. Keep your doors open.
Hello. Nigger. I'll pay you back.
I'll pay you all back.
Oh. Good. You found it.
I'm glad we're alone for a minute. I want to tell you something.
"Your hair is winter fire. January embers."
-"My heart burns there. Too." -It was you.
I've been waiting a long time to thank the poet.
-Did you ask Bill first? -No.
I knew it was you. I've always known it was you.
I think I must have been waiting until we were both ready.
I'm ready now. Are you?
Kiss me. Fat boy!
Mike! Mike!
Mike!
I got him.
-In a minute. -Give me a hand.
Watch it! Okay. Easy.
-In the car. -Hurry up!
Go! Go! Go!
If Mike dies there will be five of us left.
Who comes next? Which one of us?
Why is It doing this?
Why does It hate?
Why is It so mean?
Oh. Ben.
I want to tell you something.
Remember what my father was like?
I fell in love with a man who...
...who turned out to be everything I hated in my father.
Why would I do that? How could I be so blind?
If you see it now. You're not blind anymore.
Congratulations. That's a miracle.
Besides. At least you fell in love with somebody.
At least you felt something.
That's a miracle. Too.
You have the heart of a poet. Ben.
"Your hair is winter fire."
-Why did you say that? -You wrote it didn't you?
"Your hair is winter fire. January embers."
I first thought it was Bill. But it was you. Wasn't it?
Damn it. Is that you or the clown?
I don't know what's going on! How am I supposed to know?
It's me.
"My heart burns there. Too."
-Mike will be okay. -Can we see him?
He's not out of the woods yet. One of you can go in for a minute.
Mike?
Everyone else is right outside.
-Henry? -He's dead.
-Police? -Not yet.
We can't trust anyone.
If anyone asks. A party got out of hand. You were dancing on a table and fell off.
Anyone who's seen me dance will buy that.
-What are you going to do? -I don't know. Man.
I honestly do not know.
My jacket. Outside pocket.
It's silver. It can kill it.
We left these down in the...
You went back?
I was pretty sure It was asleep.
Pretty sure?
You went alone?
Ten years ago my life was going downhill. I was close to suicide.
Maybe I wanted It to wake up and kill me.
Took me all day in the dark. I found one right away.
In the drain trap.
The one that hit Pennywise was lodged in a crack in the wall.
I figured we might need them again some day.
When I came out I got my life together.
The only change was this.
Almost overnight.
Fear.
Bill.
If you decide not to use those...
...if you leave. I'll understand.
That is a dead body.
You're not suggesting we walk out and leave it here?
That's what I am suggesting.
-I think we should call the police. -I agree.
You don't understand. This whole town is It in some way. All of them.
Bill's right.
If we call the police something bad will happen to one of us.
Maybe all of us.
Have it your way. Stan is dead. Mike came close. I've seen enough.
I'm with you. Boy? -You can put this behind you like that?
I'm too old for monster hunting. So was Mike.
So was Stan.
Is that how you feel about it?
I don't know. I can't stay in this room much longer.
I suggest we turn on the TV. Hang a "Do not disturb" sign on the door...
...go outside and figure out what to do.
I second that.
The Police Chief said the victim...
...a five-year-old girl. Was playing near her home.
Authorities have not determined if there's connection...
...between this and the other missing young children.
They did say. However. That the body was severely mutilated.
In other news. A series of robberies in the East end has local...
Just put that on my card and send me the receipt.
-Certainly. -Me. Too. Thank you.
Loads of fun. Got to go.
Need a ride. Bill?
-Where are you going? -Airport.
-I guess we are. Too. -Come with us.
I just saw something and I don't know if it was real.
Or if any of you would have seen it.
I can't go.
If I do I'm going to live with this until I go insane.
Until I can't tell the difference between my life and my bad dreams.
For years I've been paid to scare people.
But I'm the one who's been scared.
All my life.
I don't want to be scared anymore.
I'm going back in.
This time I will kill it.
Help me!
Please. Help me.
Did anyone think to bring something useful. Like a machine gun?
I brought this. It's all I saved from those days.
-You were a dead shot. -You couldn't miss.
It was like it was supposed to be Bev. Remember?
You hit Pennywise in the head and broke it open.
-And underneath it was a light. -Bright light.
Deadlights. We saw them. Too. For a second.
Bev?
-Bill. How on earth... -Mike went down and got them.
These are for him and Stan.
-Lucky seven. -We're all here now.
What the hell are you going to do now? Sing Kumbaya?
Wake up. Take a breath. Do you smell that?
That's death. It's not for Mike or Stan or Henry Bowers.
It's for us and it's in the air.
Losers fight it. Losers die. And you know that. Don't you. Captain?
-You don't have to go down. Richie. -Right.
I didn't have to get on a plane. Go to dinner or come here.
Now I don't have to go in.
I still say we should have brought a machine gun.
The first thing I saw here was one of those damn pom-poms.
-This purse looks new. -Oh. Dear God. It's not possible.
-Audra. -What?
What in God's name?
She's down here. It's got her.
Wait. Damn it!
Audra!
Audra. Audra.
Bill. Come back. Bill!
-Do you want to get killed? -Oh. God. Bill!
God. Bill. You all right?
It's my fault. She followed me.
-I told her... -Bill. That's enough!
If she's here there's only one way you can help her.
You know why we're here and we're going to do it.
We need you to stand up for us like before.
Or none of us will get out of here.
Come on.
Stay close together.
-Looks like we're off the map. -I think...
That way.
We're here.
-The roots all grow down. -Yeah.
-Remember the walls cracked. -When It came.
Dear God. Please don't let these things come to life.
-Don't think that. Spaghetti man. -Don't call me "spaghetti man."
I think something's coming.
-My boat. -Georgie.
It's all your fault.
Oh. Georgie.
It's all your fault. You sent me out and It killed me.
No. No. Georgie. I didn't know.
Remember that's not Georgie. Fight it.
It was in the drain.
And you let It kill me.
Oh. No. I loved you.
Damn it. That thing is not your brother. -Come on. Man. Fight it.
You are...
...not George.
George is dead...
...and it's not my fault.
You killed my brother. George. You bastard.
Let's see you now.
Show yourself.
You killed my little brother...
...and now you're going to pay.
Go while you still can.
This is your last chance.
Show yourself.
Silly boy.
You still think you can see me.
You'll never see me.
You see only what your little mind can allow.
Go now!
For if you stay...
...you'll lose your little mind...
...in my deadlights.
Like all the others.
Bill. We can't fight that thing. That's like trying to fight smoke.
Don't you understand what Mike was telling us?
It feeds. Richie.
It wakes up every 30 years and it feeds.
In order to feed it has to take on some kind of physical form.
It's here.
Down here. Somewhere.
-Are we strong enough? -We have to be.
I have to tell you something before we go in there.
-Eddie? -Yeah.
-I've been lying. -About what?
When I said I was seeing someone.
I'm not. I haven't ever...
...I mean I've never even been with anyone.
-Are you saying you're a virgin? -Yeah.
I can't help you. But thanks for sharing.
Let him talk.
You see...
...I could never sleep with someone I didn't love.
I've never really loved anyone.
Except you guys.
Audra.
-For God's sake! -Wait for us. Buddy.
It's Audra. I'm going to get her.
Damn you to hell.
Please. Dear God!
"He thrusts his fists against the posts...
...and still insists he sees the ghosts."
It's taking him. Bill!
Come on. Guys! We got to...
Where are you going?
What am I going to do?
This is battery acid.
I believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny.
I believe in the Tooth Fairy. But I don't believe in you.
This is battery acid. Now you disappear.
Please God. Don't let me miss again.
Eddie! Eddie!
Nice shot.
Don't you talk! Don't talk! You'll be fine. Spaghetti man.
Richie. Please.
For the last time. Don't call me that.
You know how I...
Eddie!
Eddie.
This isn't over.
If that thing comes back when I'm 0...
-Let's finish it. -Once and for all.
Audra.
It's all coming down.
That"s how I'd like to remember us. If I could remember us.
Standing there by the lake with the sun going down on our childhood.
This is my last entry. Just in time.
Just before the fog of my brains swept all my memories away entirely.
Just weeks later. I look back on that time...
...not from memory. But from the pages of this book. The nightmare is over.
Police involvement was brief and cursory.
As is always the case here in Derry.
With no further need for a lighthouse keeper...
...I feel I may move on down the road a piece.
Richie's still knocking them dead. He has a part in a movie.
54. Take 18. mark.
He costars with another comic. A guy any of us would have told you...
...looks and acts like Eddie Kaspbrak.
And cut.
Ben and Bev left Derry together. Headed west.
In a week they were married. A few weeks later they were pregnant.
Another curse broken.
Bill and Audra are still here. I wish the news were better.
Audra's condition is unchanged. They're leaving today.
Hey. Audra. It's time to go.
Bill thought the time away from work might help.
But I guess Audra's gone for good. One of it's many casualties.
Locked in that haunted place where she saw its deadlights.
Bill has been visiting me every day. We laugh about our failing memories.
Sometimes we have to ask each other's names now.
His sadness is profound. I wish there was something I could do.
Something I could have done.
Hi yo. Silver. Away!
Wait.
This bike saved Stan's life once. Mine. Too.
We went so fast I think we beat the devil.
I don't know if I could go that fast again.
Hold on.
Beat it. Beat it. Audra.
Beat it. Beat it.
Come on.
-Bill? -Yes.
-What are we doing? -It's all right. Hang on.
Hang on. It's okay.