Original subtitles

Come on, Laurie Ann! It's gonna storm!

Hi.

Laurie Ann!

Honey?

Don't scare Mama, now.

Excuse me. Move aIong.

Chief wiII have a cow if he sees you, Mike.

-Don't teII him. What you got? -Not much Ieft, just Iike Iast time.

-Anybody see anything? -the mother--

-I toId you to stay out of this. -I'm just concerned, chief.

Six kids missing or dead is cause for aIarm.

Maybe a rash of runaways.

What? A 7-year-oId goes to AcapuIco for a wiId weekend?

the boy's father took him.

there's something wrong here in Derry, and you know it.

Hey. I'm the cop. You're the Iibrarian.

Okay?

Georgie.

may 28th. Another killing today.

But this time there was something that makes my skin crawl...

...a picture that shouldn 't-- couldn 't have been there.

It's time to tell the others. I can 't put it off any longer...

...but I hope I'm wrong.

oh, I hope to God I'm wrong.

''Taggert steps onto the moors. He shivers, and walks on...

...disappearing into the mist. A figure appears...

...dripping with foul water and dark, oozing mud. ''

Yeah.

-BiII, for the Iast time-- -In a minute!

that's what you said an hour ago.

Okay!

-It's coId. -Sorry.

-the changes are wonderfuI, BiII. -teII that idiot, Greco.

I do. Every day.

You didn't have to take this job. We don't need the money.

I took the job to be with you.

If they're gonna hire somebody it shouId be me.

the idea of a vacation didn't even occur--

to hang around with actors? I don't do that. I write.

At Ieast when you do a noveI you're in a good mood.

CouId we--?

I'm asIeep, unIess it's Greco.

Greco.

-Yeah? -Bill, is that you?

-Sorry, feIIa, do I know you? -This is mike Hanlon, from Derry.

Swear to me.

Swear to me that if It isn't dead. . .

. . .we'II aII come back.

-Sorry, Mike, for a minute there. . . . -You didn 't know who I was.

For a minute there, I didn't.

Bill...

...It's back.

You're sure?

Yeah. I found a photograph...

...of George.

George.

What is it? Who was on the phone?

Nobody.

Wrong number.

BiII?

I have to go back to work.

BiII!

Georgie.

PIease, BiII, teII me a story.

-Maybe Iater. -the Magic Stone story.

PIease, BiII. PIease?

Go bug somebody eIse, I don't feeI so hot.

Georgie.

For me?

You made it for me?

Can I go saiI it?

WeII, you have to seaI it first. . .

. . .with paraffin.

-What's that? Where is it? -It's in the ceIIar.

I wish you couId come too. She's your boat, reaIIy.

thanks, BiII.

Yuck! You got cooties aII over me.

Georgie. Don't stay out too Iong, or Mom wiII have a bird.

I won't.

Georgie.

Be carefuI.

Sure. Sure I wiII.

SS Georgie!

Come on. Come on!

SS Georgie, on the way.

No, pIease!

Hi, Georgie!

Aren't you gonna say heIIo?

Come on, bucko.

Don't you want a baIIoon?

I'm not supposed to take stuff from strangers. My dad said so.

Very wise of your dad, Georgie. Very wise, indeed.

I, Georgie, am Pennywise, the Dancing CIown.

You are Georgie.

So now we know each other. Correct?

-I guess so. I gotta go. -Go?

Without this?

-My boat! -ExactIy!

Go on, kiddo. . .

. . .take it.

You want it, don't you, Georgie? Of course you do.

there's cotton candy, rides and aII sorts of surprises down here.

And baIIoons, too, aII coIors.

-Do they fIoat? -Oh, yes.

they fIoat, Georgie.

they fIoat.

And when you're down here with me. . .

. . .you fIoat too!

--fear no eviI for thou art with me. thy rod and staff comfort me.

Preparest my tabIe before my enemies. thou anointest my head with oiI.

My cup runneth over. SureIy goodness and mercy shaII foIIow me aII my Iife.

I wiII dweII in the house of the Lord forever.

Oh, Georgie.

No.

BiIIy! Are you aII right?

-What's wrong, son? What is it? -the picture. . .

. . .Georgie's picture.

Mom, don't you see?

-What were you doing in Georgie's room? -Nothing.

-Dad, Iisten-- -I don't want you coming in here.

Do you understand?

-Dad-- -I mean it, BiII.

I forgot.

How couId I forget?

Leave? Have you Iost your mind?

-We're making a movie. -they can repIace me.

this is something I have to do.

Who was that on the phone?

the caII was from Mike HanIon.

I haven't heard from him in 30 years.

Audra, my brother who died. . .?

George.

He didn't just die.

He was. . .

. . .murdered.

-Why didn't you--? -teII you?

Because I forgot. Because I forgot.

AImost as if it never happened. I have to go.

-For God's sake, why? -Because we made a promise.

-Why are you stuttering? -I don't know. I did as a kid.

What happened? teII me.

Damn it, taIk to me. Let me heIp.

-I'm going too. -Don't even think that.

-You're scaring me. -Promise me you'II stay!

-Promise me! -You're crazy. this is crazy!

It's just crazy.

I Iove you.

-Oops. -Oh, no, Ben!

Your architect award! You just received it. It's a tragedy!

Yeah, we got a reaI tragedy here. this is an American tragedy.

Look at this. Hang onto this.

I got this, and this, aII right.

Here you are, my good man. RecycIe.

Here, wait a minute. I got my magic opener.

Come on, honey.

Limbo! How Iow can you go?

-You don't have to be quiet. -Is aII this yours?

Come in. Let me see what I can do with this.

It's so nice.

Come here, beautifuI. Come on.

God, Iook at you!

-I Iove your body. -I Iike yours too.

-I used to be fat. -I bet you were reaI cute.

Not just fat, but a butterbaII. 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 beIIs.

I'II be right back.

-HeIIo. -Haystack, it's me, mike.

You're dead, fat boy.

It's payback time, piggy.

Hey, fat boy!

Ben? Ben, are you there?

-Mike? -Yeah, buddy. Listen.

It's come back.

How much do you remember?

How much do you remember?

Very IittIe. AImost nothing.

Will you come?

I'II come.

Are you okay?

I don't think I am, sweetheart. Not tonight. Not at aII.

Are you gonna kiII yourseIf?

I don't think so. though it might be better if I did.

my name is Ben Hanscom.

UntiI Iast week, I Iived with my mom in Houston.

-We moved here to Iive with my cousins. -Look at that gut.

Go on, Ben. Have you any hobbies?

I Iike to read. EspeciaIIy about oId civiIizations. . .

. . .the Egyptians, the Indians.

We have a wonderfuI Iibrary here, Ben. WeIcome to Derry.

-thank you, Miss DougIas. -Oink, oink!

What a porker.

Henry, you wiII stay an hour after schooI each day this week.

-My dad wiII tan my hide. -You shouId have thought of that.

Now, report to the principaI's office.

You're dead, fat boy.

It's gonna be some funeraI, friend.

Now, cIass. . .

. . .as you know, the sheriff has instituted a 7 p.m. curfew.

We live in dangerous times, boys and girls. I want you to be careful.

You going to stand there aII day?

-SchooI's over. -Excuse us. Can we get through?

HonestIy, some peopIe have no cIass.

Some peopIe have janitors for parents.

WeII. . .

. . .so Iong, Ben Hanscom. I'm BeverIy Marsh.

See you tomorrow, BeverIy.

BeverIy Marsh. BeverIy Marsh.

-Look, it's the fat boy. -top of the day, fat boy.

-What do you want? -to teach you something, porky.

You Iike to Iearn, don't you?

-I want you to remember my name. -I wiII, Henry.

How am I gonna make sure?

Hey, Henry.

-Don't reaIIy cut him. -Cut him, huh?

Cut him?

-Let's see. First comes. . . . -Oh, God.

You're gonna die! I'II bury you!

You're gonna die!

I'm gonna bury you!

Nobody kicks me, porky! Nobody kicks me!

Come on back. You'd better run, boy.

You're gonna die!

Come on, Iet's get him! You're dead, pig!

-Hey, what's this? -Looks Iike a geek wading pooI to me.

-What are you two girIs doing? -Look at the dam, a stupid baby dam.

-Why did you do that? -Because I feIt Iike it. Give me that.

-that's for my asthma. -that a fact, sissy?

-Leave him aIone. -Shut up, you IittIe creep.

I said, stop that. . .

. . .or I'II puII your ears and tie them under your chin.

-You seen a fat kid here? -No.

-Big fat kid, aII messed up. -No.

You sure, mushmouth? You better be sure.

I'm sure.

Let's go.

ta-ta, girIs.

Oh, no.

It's empty.

I can't breathe.

Are they gone?

Yes. Can you stay with my friend whiIe I go get his medicine?

Yeah.

take it easy, kid. You'II be okay. You'II be okay.

Yeah? What are we gonna do. . .

. . .if they come back?

Want some?

-My dad, he died of the Big C. -the Big C?

-Cancer. I was just a IittIe kid. -Yeah, my dad died too.

-He was shot down in Korea. -Remember him much?

Sort of.

I think.

-So who's the other guy? -BiII? BiII's my best friend.

He's a reaIIy great guy.

Hey!

I'm. . .

. . .back!

-Does he aIways stutter? -Worse since his brother died.

Some guy kiIIed George. PuIIed his arm right off.

that's awfuI.

If you want BiII as a friend, don't taIk about George.

-He's aII messed up about it. -I wouId be too.

-WouId be too what? -Nothing. thanks.

-thanks for staying. -He's got it bad.

I was scared he was gonna sIip into a coma.

Me too. You're Ben.

And you're BiII.

Yeah, and this is. . . .

Eddie. I hate when you stutter my name.

-You sound Iike EImer Fudd. -Sorry.

EImer Fudd has a Iisp. It's Porky Pig that stutters.

Okay. Why don't you come back tomorrow?

Yeah. Me and Eddie, we're trying to make a dam.

You gotta have boards. Put them in a row, facing each other. . .

-. . .Iike the bread of a sandwich. -But we. . . .

-Huh? -But we do it.

Oh, yeah. ""We. ""

-What you doing? -Something for schooI.

Let's see.

-A poem. -It's private.

Your hair is winter fire January embers

-Ma, Iisten to this. Benny's in Iove! -Give this back!

-Mom! -Stop that!

Benjamin Hanscom, stop that immediateIy, you young ruffian!

I hate you! You're here because Mom says it's our Christian duty.

No sister of mine wiII be on weIfare. You can stay here.

But I have to say you're spoiIing the boy, ArIene. He needs discipIine.

We'II have our own home one day.

I know, Mom.

As Iong as we're guests here, I need you to heIp me.

they'd be nice if Dad was stiII aIive.

-Come in and apoIogize. -But he. . . .

-Benny, you must! -No. I hate it here. I hate it here.

Benny, come on.

Benny!

Ben? Benny! Up here, Ben.

Daddy?

Benny!

Ben?

Ben!

Hi, Ben.

Daddy?

that's my home now, son.

Do you want a baIIoon, Ben?

they fIoat.

they aII fIoat.

Come here, son. You'II Iike it down there.

You'II never have to grow up.

they fIoat. they aII fIoat.

When you're down here with me. . .

...fat boy...

... you'll float too.

PIease.

PIease, God.

BeverIy By Hand. One moment, pIease.

Miss Marsh's office.

HoId a moment, pIease.

-Bev, someone caIIing from Maine. -Maine?

-Pam, I said no caIIs untiI-- -I'II take it.

No. Get their number and cIose the door.

Your hands are shaking.

I'm scared to death, tom.

that stuff spreads Iike cancer. I won't have it around.

there, that's perfect. Don't touch it.

Listen, Bevvie.

We've got some rich Japanese men waiting for us downstairs.

We'II show them around. You pIay the charming designer.

We'II make a deaI and I'II pIay hardbaII. then we're rich.

If you get ahoId of yourseIf right now.

Do you understand?

Kiss me good Iuck?

Okay, Iet's go. Oh, Bevvie. . .

. . .don't ever contradict me in front of Pam again, okay?

Good afternoon, I'm BeverIy Marsh. this is tom Rogan.

-HeIIo. -Beverly, it's mike Hanlon.

-Who? -mike Hanlon. Remember me?

Mike HanIon. Of course I remember. How are you?

Fine. Are you sitting down?

there you are.

Who was on the phone?

I know you're going to think this is crazy. I certainIy do.

I've got to go to Maine.

It's hard to expIain.

that was Mike HanIon. He's an oId friend.

-I have to-- -Shut up.

Just shut up! the day I make a great deaI for you. . .

. . .you want to run off with an oId boyfriend? What do you take me for?

I've seen this coming.

You've forgotten your manners, IittIe girI.

Contradicting me here, smarting off there, and now this!

You've forgotten your Iessons.

-It's been too Iong since Iast time. -Put that thing down.

I have to get to O'Hare as fast as I can.

there's some troubIe, some very bad troubIe.

It's come back, Beverly. It's come back. Remember your promise.

-Put these cIothes back. -No.

-You get into bed. -No!

then Ieave this house. . .

. . .in two days instead of two weeks.

Not ever, ever again!

Listen. If you ever come near me again. . .

. . .I wiII kiII you. Do you understand?

I wiII kiII you.

Bev, you need me!

Bev!

-O'Hare, pIease. -What airIine, miss?

I need to go to Maine.

We'II find one that goes to Maine. What's in Maine? FamiIy?

Friends.

the best I ever had.

Daddy, breakfast is ready!

I'II get it.

Your hair is winter fire

January embers my heart burns there too

Who was that at the door, Bevvie? What you got there?

-Nothing. -Let me see that.

You been doing things you shouIdn't?

You been fooIing around with some boy? Poetry from some boy?

-I worry about you a Iot, Bevvie. -Daddy, pIease!

-Not even 1 2 and aIready with some boy! -Let me aIone!

Come here! Don't make me go over there and coIIect you.

-You come to me. -No.

-What did you say? -I said no!

You get back here, Bevvie!

And in front of God, I'II whip the skin off of you!

Hi.

-Sorry if I scared you. Are you okay? -Yeah.

Haven't you got anything better to do than go sneaking up on peopIe?

-Sorry. -You shouId be.

I was thinking, if you didn't have anything better to do. . .

. . .you couId come down with me to the barrens.

the barrens?

this is Eddie.

And this is BiII.

Hi.

Hi.

You guys know each other aIready?

Bev wants to heIp. I hope it's okay. I mean, she's a girI.

Sure.

What's this? By George, Martha, it's the river NiIe. . .

. . .and four, count them, four sphinxes!

-Richie. -You were expecting, maybe, Gunga Din?

Richie wiII drive you crazy, but he's okay.

I heard that. Hi, BiII. How you doing, Eddie Spaghetti?

Don't do that, and don't caII me Eddie Spaghetti.

You Iove it. It's what makes you chuckaIicious. Richie tozier's my name.

Doing voices is my game. this is Stan Uris.

Stan's a Jew, that means he's very smart.

A high metaboIism makes Richie hyperactive.

So you, Haystack, you buiIding a dam or something?

-BuiIt one before? -No.

-How do you know it'II work? -Why wouIdn't it?

-How do you know? -I know.

-Yeah, he just knows. -Yeah.

WeII, okay.

-You're a genius. -It's not so much.

-Yes, it is! It's great! -We stopped that sucker!

We couId fIood the whoIe barrens.

-We did it! We! Yes! -Yeah!

Listen, I'II go this way.

-See you Iater, aIIigator. -After a whiIe, crocodiIe.

-See you, Ben. -Yeah, see you, BiII.

Hi-Yo, SiIver! Away!

-See you, BeverIy. -See you.

My heart burns there too.

77 Sunset Strip will continue following station identification.

HeIp me.

HeIp me, pIease!

HeIp me!

-HeIp me, BeverIy! -HeIIo? Is someone there?

A cIown brought us down here! We aII fIoat.

-Who are you? -I'm Vicki Burroughs.

I'm Matthew O'Connor. We're aII the dead kids.

Come cIoser, BeverIy. We aII want to meet you.

-We fIoat. -We fIoat.

-Daddy! -What in the name of heaven?!

-the bathroom, Daddy! -Was someone peeking in at you?

the sink! In the sink!

WeII, what is it you think you saw? Speak up, girI!

I worry about you, Bevvie. Sometimes I worry a Iot.

-Now expIain yourseIf! -there was a big spider!

It crawIed out of the drain! I guess it crawIed back down again.

these oId buiIdings have drains the size of a tunneI.

there's nothing there now.

Get to bed.

Say heIIo to your friends, BeverIy!

You'II die if you try to fight us, BeverIy.

You'II die if you try! You'II die if you try to fight us, BeverIy!

You'II die if you try. You'II die if you try.

You'II die if you try. You'II die if you try. . . .

Eddie!

Eddie, where are you?

Eddie!

-Eddie, where are you? -I'm in here, Ma!

Eddie.

Where are you going?

-I have to go away for a whiIe. -Away? Where?

Eddie, this isn't Iike you. teII me where you're going. Eddie, stop!

You're in troubIe, aren't you?

Eddie, teII me who was on the phone. Answer me. Answer me!

-Mom, pIease. Don't cry. -Eddie, you're scaring me so bad!

You've got to teII me! Eddie. . . .

-Where are you going? -Back to Derry!

Derry? Why wouId you want to go back to that dirty IittIe town?

there's nothing for you there. there never was, Eddie!

PIease, Ma. PIease.

Eddie!

Let's get out of here!

-Eddie, what's going on? -Nothing!

-You Iook Iike you've seen a ghost. -Move it!

Eddie!

Joey, I'm sorry to Ieave you hoIding the bag.

-Are there enough drivers? -It's covered.

Do the Pacino job yourseIf. He Iikes the LincoIn stretch.

-I know. the business is under controI. -Great.

-It's you I'm worried about. -I'm fine.

-So where are we going? -Penn Station. the 1 1 :30 to Boston.

-they saw me! -We better go.

-I'm dead. -If I were you. . .

. . .I wouIdn't pay to see a monster movie, I'd Iook in the mirror!

-Let's get out of here! -Yeah, Iet's go!

-Did you see those guys? -You made it worse.

-Come on, it was just a joke. -Sometimes you joke too much.

You gotta make jokes or die of boredom.

-Are we men or are we mice? -We're mice!

-then Iet's act Iike mice. -Look!

that pIace scares me green. I think it's haunted.

-that's not empiricaIIy possibIe. -In EngIish: Ain't no such thing.

You're a pretty swift guy for a girI, my chickadee.

Why, Richie, was that a compIiment? On our very first date?

How come he's so speciaI?

the date wasn't just with him, dear. I Iove you too.

Hey, don't trip!

You know, Eddie, it's been great, but see you Iater.

-Okay, see you Iater. -Bye, Eddie.

I wish this summer wouId never end. It's the best summer of my Iife.

Eddie Kaspbrak! I was worried sick. I aImost caIIed the poIice!

-Eddie was with us, Mrs. Kaspbrak. -Go away. Go home!

-these are my friends! -See you tomorrow.

Eddie has to rest tomorrow.

-Don't pIay with them anymore. -But they're my friends.

You don't need any friends except for me.

-You feeI warm. -I'm fine.

No gym and no showers with the other boys.

I don't want you catching their germs.

AII right, you guys, quit that running! this is a haIIway, not a track!

-Did you take a shower, Kaspbrak? -No, sir.

I'II expIain this to you 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 heIIo!

Hot enough for you up there, is it?

this is a IittIe inconvenient, Eddie.

HoId on whiIe I make a few adjustments.

Here I am, wheezy!

You're gonna Iike it down here.

Won't do any good to run, girIy boy.

See you in your dreams. Come back any time. Bring your friends.

--so I say, ''Go ahead, make my day!''

Suddenly, I'm feeling my way to the toilet.

I mean, how much power does the electric company have?

Remember Godzilla? A plane and an A-bomb couldn 't stop him.

Nancy Reagan couldn 't stop him!

But you get him in front of one high power line:

''Look, look, the creature is attacking the city!''

You guys are great! Good night!

Bobby!

Guys!

-Good night! thank you! -BeautifuI!

that poIiticaI materiaI is getting oId.

Who the heII knows Betty Ford? We've got to work on this!

HoId on.

there she is! Hi!

How's my favorite niece? I'm gIad you made it!

-I want to see MiIIer on Monday! -It's arranged.

If I'm hosting next week, I need that new materiaI.

-I've got somebody you got to meet-- -HoId on! HoId on!

-Buona sera! Who's this? -mike Hanlon.

-Who? -mike Hanlon.

-Who?! -mike Hanlon, from Derry! Remember?

Yeah. Sure, I remember you, paIIy.

What about subbing for Carson on Monday night? Who's gonna do it?

Let Leno do it.

-What am I gonna teII them? -Whatever! I need a few days, Nat!

For what? the reunion of your Cub Scout pack at Grover's Corners?

What is it? A broad? the Mob?

-I don't know what it is. -Now don't insuIt my inteIIigence.

-I made a promise. -We've been through a Iot together!

You're doing fine. You can handIe this.

No, this can 't be happening!

HeIp! God, heIp!

Help!

they feIt its breath, hot against their faces.

they reIeased the stones and ran out of the cave.

Now, they were home. Nothing can change how they feIt.

they'd Iearned to be strong together. they'd beaten the dragon. . .

. . .and nothing wouId ever be the same again.

Write that one down. that's my favorite.

-ReaIIy exceIIent. -BeautifuI.

Yeah. BiII wiII Ieave this town and meet Sandra Dee. . .

. . .and aII the other babes in HoIIywood.

Dream on, Richie. I'm not sure I want to grow up at aII.

I'II be a train conductor and see the worId.

If your mom ever Iets you cross the street.

I want to be a rock 'n' roII singer or an impressionist.

-Your voices aII sound the same. -thanks a bunch.

-How about you? -A painter. I've been Iearning to draw.

Fighter piIot. I'II join the Air Force.

An ornithoIogist. I Iike cataIoguing things.

Can I teII you guys something?

-If you guys Iaugh-- -We won't Iaugh, wiII we?

-No. -No.

the other night, in Georgie's room--

What on earth? For the Iove of Mike!

Look at this mess! the saints preserve us!

Officer NeII.

You're fixing to back-fIood aII the drains in town!

-Whose idea was this? -I showed them how. It's my fauIt.

-It was my idea. -Me too.

-I was in on it. -And me.

-I suppose it was your idea too, Iass? -Yes.

Listen to me. there's been another murder. LittIe VeIma DanieIs.

-VeIma DanieIs? -Her body was found by the canaI.

So if you come here to pIay, come together Iike you are now.

that means together, aII the time.

Your hands on it?

So what was BiII going to teII us?

I don't know. He's been acting awfuI moody IateIy.

In fact, they aII have. But with this food, who can bIame them?

WeII, hey, Larry, CurIy and Moe.

-Beep, beep, Richie. -AII right, twerp, who threw it?

Was it you? It was you, wasn't it?

teII me and you might Iive through this.

the Paramount theater, who did it?

Way to go, banana-heeIs!

tozier!

Bowers!

Go downstairs and get a mop from Mr. Marsh and cIean this up!

Go on!

Mr. Marsh!

Mr. Marsh!

Great. Just great.

Mr. Marsh? Are you down here?

ProbabIy drunk as a skunk.

Mr. Marsh?

Mr. Marsh?

I had a IittIe accident in the cafeteria.

No, this isn't happening.

HeIp!

God, heIp!

Beep, beep, Richie!

Come back anytime!

I'II show you how to fIoat down here.

they aII fIoat down here!

HeIp!

You gotta heIp me! Somebody, pIease!

In the basement! there's a werewoIf!

Stop him.

Stop him.

Stop him!

I remember that day. one of the best days of my life.

We were lucky we didn 't get ourselves killed that summer.

maybe there was something more than luck at work. If so...

...I hope it returns when they do.

Lucky seven.

I brought a photo aIbum. My dad was in Derry during WorId War II.

He started coIIecting photos that go way back.

-Who'd want a history of this toiIet? -How Iong wiII you be in here with me?

-Continue. -this is the oId ironworks.

One Sunday in 1 930, there was an Easter egg hunt here.

But the ironworks expIoded and peopIe got kiIIed.

this is the Derry standpipe. It suppIied water. . .

. . .untiI a big disaster back in 1 900.

Maybe the biggest mystery is how 253 settIers. . .

. . .disappeared without a trace.

thank you, MichaeI, for that iIIuminating. . .

. . .if somewhat morbid history. Now, who's next?

Howdy, partner!

Give it here!

Or what, boy? Or what?

the nigger here Iives down the street from me and my dad.

-Give it here! -And giving me. . .

. . .and my daddy grief for a Iong, Iong time!

You Iike fireworks, boy?

What do you say to a rocket in your pocket?

Hey, you! Stop that right now!

Get him!

GIad I'm not the onIy one who saw it.

-At first, it was a werewoIf. -I didn't see a werewoIf. Just a cIown.

Don't you see, it was the werewoIf for Richie. . .

-. . .because he saw that dumb movie. -But it was a cIown underneath.

It's an eviI being that can read our minds. . .

. . .and take the shape we're afraid of.

-that's what happened to aII the kids? -Get serious.

Come on! Come on!

Why didn't you say anything?

I thought you guys wouId think I was nuts.

-I thought it was just me. -You're not aIone.

-But it isn't empiricaIIy possibIe. -ReaI. It was so reaI.

-It aImost had my guts for garters. -Just the infIuence of the movie.

CouIdn't it be just a guy dressed up in a cIown suit?

It's some kind of monster. And it's right here in Derry.

-I'm gonna bury you! -Oh, God, Henry Bowers.

-We better get out of here. -Dummy up, aII of you. Rocks.

-Rocks! -Rocks! Ammo!

HeIp me! PIease, heIp me.

You're dead!

WeII, what do you know? It's the fat boy, the Jew and the sissy.

Four-eyes and the patch girI. Nigger, you know how to pick them.

-the ""Losers' CIub. "" -Yeah, the Losers' CIub.

I got bones to pick with you, but I'II Iet that go for today.

today I want him! So buzz off.

Why don't you get out of here?

-Who's gonna make me? -We are.

-What, chubs? -Dig the wax out of your ears!

-You're through, Bowers! Get out! -You stuttering freak.

You're gonna get such a surprise!

Come on, Bowers!

Run, Henry!

Come on!

-Get out. -What if I won't?

I think the six of us couId put you in the hospitaI.

Seven.

-I'II kiII you aII. -Get some new materiaI, champ.

I'II kiII you aII! I'II kiII you aII!

thanks.

Any time.

Who are you guys anyway?

We're sort of a cIub.

-Yeah, the Losers' CIub. -Yeah.

-You want in? -Yeah. Yeah, I do.

We're seven now.

Lucky seven.

Hey, wait a second.

Camera!

there's no way to date this one.

-It's probabIy the earIy or mid 1 700s. -HoId it.

-Pennywise the CIown? -that's him. that's him!

-200 years ago? He was here then? -It's just a drawing!

Now Iook. 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'II kiII you aII!

I'II drive you crazy and I'II kiII you aII!

I'm every nightmare you've ever had! I'm your worst dream come true!

I'm everything you ever were afraid of!

-No! -Yes, Stan!

-Yes! -Yes!

-Don't. -You saw it too.

-I didn't want to! -But you did!

Yes. Okay.

that's what you want? Yes.

Yeah, that's what I wanted.

-What'II we do? -Do? What do you mean ""do""?

-I want to forget about it. -It's not just us, but other kids too.

Like VeIma DanieIs, she was in my cIass. Who's next?

-We gotta do something. -We've got to teII somebody.

-they don't see what we see. -Why?

-You grow up, you stop beIieving. -they'II put us in a nuthatch.

-It kiIIs kids, damn it! -We've got to do something.

HeIp me.

You kiIIed my brother George, you bastard!

Let's see you now.

Let's see you now. It's scared of us, you know.

I can feeI that. I swear to God I can.

I want to kiII it.

HeIp me.

PIease, heIp me.

HeIp me.

-Balki, let go. -No, you let go first.

All right, Balki. on the count of three, we'll both let go.

one, two, three.

I got a Ietter from Mom. She asked when. . .

-. . .we're making her a grandma. -She's uncanny.

I was just thinking the same thing myseIf.

I was, reaIIy.

Does she know I'm a sex maniac, and you prefer Perfect Strangers?

-Don't move. -Okay.

-Uris residence. this better be good. -Hello, Stan. It's mike Hanlon.

-Who? -mike Hanlon.

-Mike HanIon? -Yeah.

-WeII, I'II be damned. -Stan, It's come back.

-Are you sure? -I'm sure. You understand? I'm sure.

-No, I understand. -It's hard to call you.

Can you make it, Stan? PIease.

-No, I can't absoIuteIy promise that. -Don 't you remember, Stan?

-I'II consider it. -Remember your promise?

-Yes. -You promised.

-Yes, I remember. -I hope you'll come.

-Goodbye. -Bye, Stan.

I can 't even ski in my own living room.

Who was it, honey?

Stan?

No one.

No one, reaIIy.

I think I'II take a bath.

Now?

A scout is trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous...

...kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty...

. . .brave, cIean and reverent.

You okay?

I think this is crazy.

One out of ten. You're worse than I am, kiddo.

Might as weII Iet the cIown take us one by one.

Beep, beep, Richie. Who's Ieft? Ben? Bev?

One of them better be good because you're in the Iead. . .

-. . .with a pathetic three out of ten. -Richie, shut up!

-You don't stutter aII the time. -Ladies first.

ten out of ten.

-I don't need to shoot. -It's Iike it's supposed to be Bev.

Yeah.

this is stiII crazy.

-No, it's not. -I'm with Stan.

So what if I can shoot good?

-You think stones wiII stop-- -Show them, Richie.

My mother's earrings. SoIid siIver.

that's stuff in movies. What good's it--

they're siIver. they can kiII it. BeIieve, Stannie. We have to.

On my honor, I wiII do my best to do my duty to God and my country.

to heIp others at aII times. . .

. . .keep myseIf physicaIIy strong. . .

. . .mentaIIy awake and moraIIy--

-this isn't a good idea. -What are you mumbIing about?

Now Iisten. . .

-. . .you guys don't have to do this. -Dad says, know when to take a stand.

Lucky seven, Stannie.

I said I was in.

You think we're Ietting you have aII the fun?

Eddie?

I'm with my friends. Right?

Give me that.

Yuck. tastes Iike battery acid.

-Where they going? -In the sewer, stupid.

Yeah. And guess what?

they're not coming back out.

-We gotta go down there? -Stan, if you don't wanna go. . .

. . .now's the time to turn back.

Great choice. Let's go.

they're going in the pipes. We chased a dog in there. You go how we went.

Chase them back towards us. Me and BeIch wiII catch up to them.

Hurry or there wiII be nothing Ieft for you.

-Go by myseIf, Henry? -""Go by myseIf?"" Yeah, go by yourseIf.

What are you afraid of?

the bogeyman?

-Hardy-har-har. -At Ieast we're on its traiI.

-Maybe this is where It wants us to be. -Eddie, which way is Derry?

Bev, get up front where you can get a cIear shot.

And you guys, stay together. No straggIers.

Hi, kid.

I guess you're the first.

Who's missing?

-Stan. -Oh, no!

Before you die, I want you to think about every rock you threw. . .

. . .and everything you've said. think about that before you die.

Hey, Henry. . . .

What's that?

BeIch?

He's not in there anymore.

BeIch!

HeIp!

-It's Stan! -It's coming! It's coming!

Hands, quick!

Is that it? Did we do it?

Look!

Quick! take hands, before we get Iost in this stuff.

Grab hoId!

Is everybody here?

-I'm here. Stannie? -Yeah. Richie?

Yeah. Mike?

Yeah. Whose hand is this?

Mine. that you, Ben?

Yeah.

Whatever happens, hang on.

It's not as strong as it thought it was.

We have to resist!

BiII.

Georgie?

No, BiII!

that's not George. Don't break the circIe!

Bevvie.

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. . . .

I said there ain't nothing there.

On my honor I wiII do my best to do my duty to God and my country. . . .

Stan. StanIey, boy.

Bev?

-Stannie, resist! -that's it!

Let go!

Be afraid!

Bev, the stones.

You aII taste so much better when you're afraid.

-Hurry, Bev. KiII It! -KiII?

Oh, you are priceIess, brat.

I am eternaI, chiId.

I am the eater of worIds. . .

. . .and of chiIdren.

And you are next.

this is battery acid, you sIime!

PIease, God.

-KiII It! -KiII It, Bev!

-KiII It, Bev! -KiII It!

HeIp me!

It's dead?

-I don't think so. -We gotta go!

-Let's get It. -It's dead!

Let's make sure!

-It sounded Iike It was dying. -But what if It didn't?

Swear to me.

Swear to me that if It isn't dead. . .

. . .we'II aII come back.

I swear.

Swear.

I swear it.

Yeah, swear.

I swear too.

Swear.

Swear.

Stannie?

I'm coming upstairs to scrub your back. . .

. . .and your chest. . .

. . .and. . . .

StanIey?

StanIey?

Stan?

Here you go.

-Sure you don't want me to wait? -No, thanks. I'II waIk back.

Georgie.

How couId I have forgotten?

I'm so sorry.

take your pick. . .

. . .BiIIy boy.

Except for the one on the end.

that's aIready taken. Sorry.

I remember you.

I remember we beat you.

I'm not afraid of you.

I'm not afraid of you.

-I know how oId I Iook. -It's just I remember you as a kid.

WeIcome home, BiII.

I onIy wish it was under happier. . . .

Come on, Iet's go out.

I didn't need to create any more paranoia in there.

-I got a taste of it earIier. -At Ieast peopIe seem to care.

-Maybe it's that I'm a grownup now. -I feeI so thick.

I don't remember much of it at aII, or why I came back.

Except for Georgie.

Better it doesn't aII come back at once.

-How come you remember it? -I never Ieft.

I Iook on a corner and there we were.

""Lucky seven. ""

Oh, man, that just came back.

Something eIse. One of us Iived around here.

Right.

-Bev! -Right down the street.

She was poor. Her father was the janitor. this was Poortown.

Yeah, stiII is.

Yours?

Hey, I'm a bacheIor, BiII. It's aII I need.

It's cIean and better yet, it's paid for.

-Getting hungry? -I haven't been since you caIIed.

I've arranged dinner for aII of us.

-Have you seen any of the others? -Nope.

I had a feeIing aII afternoon. I couId teII when we each hit town.

We aren't aII here yet.

No.

You too?

-Whatever it is, it's powerfuI. -Here's to remembering.

What?

this might stimuIate those memory banks.

SiIver.

I ran across it in the pawn shop. Something made me buy it.

It's got a fIat tire, but that's aII that's wrong. Here's the reaI kicker.

I bought this tube repair kit on impuIse. . .

. . .about three months before I saw this bike.

there was some force guiding us that summer.

It either came to heIp us or we created it. But maybe. . .

. . .maybe it's stiII here.

I'm gonna change cIothes.

Not the Paramount, you sIime baIIs!

Where are peopIe supposed to get their cuIture?

-May I heIp you? -Mike HanIon.

He stepped out. I'm sure he's coming back.

Good.

I'm gonna sit here and I'm gonna wait here for him.

Come on, tozier. Get a grip.

You Iooked Iike you couId use this water.

thank you.

A IittIe young for you, isn't she, Richie?

Beep, beep, Richie.

I didn't hear that. I didn't!

I beg your pardon?

Come on up, Richie.

I got a baIIoon for you.

Don't you want a baIIoon?

What's the matter? One baIIoon not enough?

try a bunch!

Is everything aII right?

Last chance, tozier. Get out before it gets dark tonight.

You're too oId to stop me.

You're aII too oId!

-teII Mike, if you see him-- -Excuse me, sir.

Do you have Prince AIbert in a can? You do?

WeII, you better Iet the poor guy out.

teII Mike HanIon, say I had to go. . .

. . .I had to get cIeaned up.

teII him. teII him!

teII him I'II see him tonight.

Get out!

Last chance. Get out!

Get out whiIe you can.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Is your refrigerator running? It is?

WeII, you better catch it before it runs away.

AII right!

toro! toro!

Son of a gun.

Not just any cards.

-BicycIe. -they aIways made the best noise.

BiII.

I see it.

FoIIow up on this MiIIer thing.

What? What's that?

You're breaking up, Fran.

I'II caII you from the hoteI.

PuII over here.

Wait for me.

-You're dead, fat boy. -You're gonna die!

Get him!

-tubby! -You're dead!

-You're it, porky! -You're it!

-Have a nice trip? -See you Iater, porky.

You okay, buddy?

My knee.

-Lucky for me you had that hanky thing. -Be prepared.

Here, why don't you just keep it?

I think I'II be okay now.

Hang tough, champ. You're gonna make it.

Ben! Ben Hanscom!

Nice to see you again.

What have you been up to aII these years?

We can't wait to get you down here with us.

You're in my mind. OnIy in my mind.

Any spare change, mister?

Hey, who waIked aII over your grave?

I wasn't gonna hurt you. I don't even know you.

Let's go.

-Derry Inn, did you say? -Yeah.

ReIiving your chiIdhood?

Something Iike that. Just saying hi to some oId ghosts, you know.

Oh, heII. time does go by.

Here's that prescription.

-How oId are you now, son? -EIeven. AImost 1 2.

OId enough. Come with me.

Come on.

ReIax, Eddie. I'm not gonna bite you.

Your troubIes come from aIways being tight and stiff.

You take your asthma, for instance.

-You know what a pIacebo is, Eddie? -I gotta go.

-It's water, with a squirt of camphor. -No.

Your mother is determined that you're iII.

You're caught in the middIe.

It's aII a Iie, a great big Iie! I do have asthma. I do!

Sir?

Your prescription.

Nothing Iike a good puII on the oId Iung-sucker, huh?

thank you.

Junior, bring me a cigar.

You know you can't have one, Granddad.

Mr. Keene?

Mr. Keene.

HeIIo.

-Cigar for the oId man? -I'm sorry, I don't have any.

I'm Eddie Kaspbrak. Sonia Kaspbrak's son?

How about some Iicorice?

I was aIways partiaI to Iicorice.

I just wanted to thank you for trying to teII me the truth a Iong time ago.

You Iook a IittIe peaked, sonny.

-I better go. -Hydrous.

-What? -H2O.

Water.

It's onIy water.

It's aII in your head, sonny.

You do remember me.

Oh, Mr. Keene--!

Mr. Keene?

-Get out of Derry whiIe you stiII can. -Mr. Keene, pIease.

Beware, IittIe Eddie.

Beware!

GirIy boy!

No cigar, sonny.

I was aIways partiaI to Iicorice.

-I'm sorry. I was Iooking for Marsh. -Marsh?

-Yes. -there's no Marsh here. UnIess. . . .

-You don't mean AIvin Marsh? -Yes, my father.

I hate to be the one to have to teII you this, a stranger. . .

. . .but your father's been dead the Iast five years.

But the beII--

""Kersh. "" I thought it said Marsh.

I'm Mrs. Kersh.

I knew your father a IittIe.

-Come in. Let me give you tea. -I couIdn't.

You couId and you wiII. I insist.

FeeI free to Iook around.

Perhaps you'd Iike to freshen up?

Did you faII asIeep in there? It's teatime.

tea.

tea wouId be nice.

I Iove what you've done with the pIace. It's different. So cozy.

How kind you are, miss. I caII aII the pretty young girIs miss.

-Don't take offense. -No.

WeII, go on, dear. Drink it whiIe it's nice and hot.

WeII, don't troubIe your pretty IittIe head, dear. I'II get it.

-It did say Marsh on the doorbeII. -If you're wise, you'II run, dear.

Because to stay wiII mean worse than your death. they fIoat down there.

they fIoat.

I worry about you, Bevvie. I worry a Iot.

It won't do you any good to run, Bevvie.

You're not reaI. You're not reaI!

I toId you the first time you introduced me to him, he was a twit.

-I didn't ask you over to insuIt BiII. -How dare he do this!

You've been compIaining since we started this.

He'II never work in movies again.

If you couId have seen his face. It was frightening.

Nothing Iike a crisis to bring the estranged coupIe together.

Or puII them apart. . .

-. . .if the gods are smiIing. -PIease.

I am simpIy pointing out that this couId be a bIessing in disguise.

WouId you consider giving me a few days?

I shaII pretend I didn't hear that, Audra.

I can repIace your imbeciIic husband. I cannot repIace you.

Don't even think about Ieaving, Audra.

You've worked hard to get where you are.

I know you'd do nothing to imperiI that or damage our business reIationship.

Or to turn a friend into an enemy, ready to crucify you at any cost.

But there's no need to taIk about that now.

See you tomorrow.

InternationaI reservations, pIease.

Yes, I'd Iike a seat on your next fIight to the United States.

Excuse me. I'm Iooking for the HanIon party.

-Eddie? -Ben?

-Eddie Kaspbrak? -Haystack?

-What happened to the rest of you? -Gone but not forgotten. Hey, buddy!

Oh, my God.

Where's tozier when you need a good Iine?

-Ben? -I'm afraid so.

-I can't beIieve it. Look at you. -Hey, BiII.

-Hey. -MichaeI, oh, God.

-Mike, is that you? -Such as I am.

-Listen. Who wants a drink? -I'II have one.

-What's this? -that's my dog.

-I'II have cIub soda, okay? -this is good.

Don't Iet them see you Iike this.

that was a haIIucination. It was too much fun in '67. Just get ahoId.

You work too hard.

-You guys. -I'II have one.

I propose a toast--

Who got baId, and how many of God's chiIdren got wings?

Beep, beep, Richie!

-Richie, beep, beep. -Mike, hey!

-91 1 , paI. -Hey, buddy.

-How are you? -Fine. You?

BeverIy.

What a bunch of handsome oId men.

Hi, good Iooking.

Richie!

I'd rather catch you than anybody eIse in the whoIe worId, BeverIy.

I just saw aII of you and so much came back. It was Iike a tidaI wave.

Mike, what are we getting ourseIves into?

-Hi, Bev. -Hi.

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

Where's. . . .

You aII right, Bev?

Yes.

No, I. . . .

-I saw something today. -Same here.

Oh, man. What I saw at the Iibrary, whoa!

-Was it Pennywise? -With both barreIs it was Pennywise.

He's working on us aIready.

-Maybe that means he's afraid. -It.

-It's afraid. -Oh, man. It!

HeIp us remember. FiII in the gaps.

Yeah, pIease. Because I don't know what you guys are taIking about.

I can't remember much of anything. When I try, it kind of cIouds over.

I mean, didn't you feeI it?

As I crossed the county Iine, this veiI dropped over my eyes.

-Maybe it's the water. -the water?

Maybe it's the sewer.

this is battery acid.

-Eddie! -Eddie, take a breath, man. Breathe.

I'm okay. I think I remember who Pennywise was now:

Big white guy, red nose. . .

. . .about 75 feet taII, mouth fuII of razor-sharp teeth. . . .

Oh, Eddie.

What the heII is happening?

I mean, what is going on?

I'm sorry.

It was just a very vivid memory.

I stared that creep right in the face.

And you saved Stan's Iife. You remember that part?

Yeah.

-Yeah, now I do. -Speaking of Stan. Stan?

Where's his royaI straightness, anyway?

-You taIked to him, right? -Yeah, I think he'II be aIong.

We ought to go ahead.

We can fiII him in. taIk to us.

I don't know about you. . .

. . .but this is the first time since I got here that I feeI good.

Come on. Let's have drinks, huh?

Don't you want some food, have a coupIe of chucks?

Spoken Iike a reaI Ioser.

-Hey, to the Losers' CIub. -AII right.

to the Losers' CIub!

""Wives""? How many times have you been to the aItar, Richie?

Four or five. Women aII want the same thing. No offense, Bev.

None taken, creep. WeIcome to the fourth century.

-How about you, Ben? You married? -No. I've dodged the buIIet.

-How about you, Eddie? -Me? I'm seeing this wonderfuI woman.

-With the business, I don't have time. -take it from me, better dead than wed.

-Any crumb snatchers, Richie? -None that I know of.

-How about you, Bev? -What?

-How about you? -I Iive with a-- No, I'm not married.

Richie, what ever happened to those gIasses?

Contact Ienses.

For aII the times you broke them. . .

. . .you shouId've had stock in a tape company.

-Yeah, me and Henry Bowers. -Henry Bowers.

teII me he was hit by a train and put out of his misery.

No such Iuck. You'II find him at the Juniper HiIIs.

After he confessed to kiIIing aII the kids.

He was in the sewer with us.

-that creep was gonna kiII Stan. -AII of us!

When they puIIed him out, his hair was white.

-He was babbIing. -About a cIown.

-No one beIieved. -Except that he kiIIed the kids.

-And we didn't say anything. -Not a word.

But It was the kiIIer.

And we stopped It.

We thought we did.

Henry.

Henry Bowers.

Up here, sharp stuff.

Up here.

You heIped me once. Remember?

You chased those brats.

AImost got them, IittIe Henry. AImost.

Don't you want another chance?

You gotta go back and finish the job.

You gotta go back to Derry and kiII them aII.

For me, Henry.

KiII them aII, Henry.

KiII them aII. KiII them aII. . . .

WeII, sports fans. . .

. . .this has been a reaI hoot.

-But I got a pIane out. -Richie?

-You're not Ieaving? -What do you want? An adventure?

You're gonna go reIive that oId nightmare?

Count me out. I'm going to a hoteI.

I'm gonna sIeep. In the morning, I'm out of here forever.

-Richie-- -I'II remember aII of you fondIy.

Hey, man, we're aII scared.

Maybe he's right.

If you're taIking about going back--

We don't know what we're taIking about.

Give Mike a chance to fiII us in before we scatter. Is that too much to ask?

AII I'm saying is I'm gonna go get sIeep!

Why don't we show a IittIe courtesy!

It's aII right. If he wants to go, he goes.

We aII came here based on a promise.

Everybody made good on that promise.

Wherever we go from here. . .

. . .I have no expectations.

-WeII said. -It's aII right. It's taken care of.

-No, hey. -You can't do that.

Guys, that's just the way it is.

AII right, then. A toast to Mr. MichaeI HanIon. . .

. . .without whom none of this wouId be necessary. I see my fortune.

""You're gonna be eaten by a big, greasy monster. Have a nice day. ""

Dummy up, everybody.

What is it? What's wrong?

Is something the matter?

He had an asthma attack. He's better now.

No, much better.

thank you.

Everything was okay?

-Everything was fine. -Fine.

thank you, Rose.

Guys, I'm not so sIeepy anymore.

Let's get the heII out of here.

Is this the Uris residence? Is Stan there?

this is Mike HanIon, an oId friend.

What are we supposed to do now?

No probIem. A IittIe soap and eIbow grease ought to cIean it right up.

Why are we the onIy ones that can see this?

WeII now, there you've got me stumped. Let's ask the answer man. Oh, Mike?

Oh, MichaeI!

-Garcon! � -HoId on just a sec. HeIIo, Stan?

Is this the Uris residence? I'm trying to get ahoId of Stan.

You teII that Ioser he's a dead man! We aII managed to show up.

that matches your reaI hair. Anyone toId you. . . .

Is anyone from out of town?

I just fIew in from L.A. and boy, is my taiI section tired.

We're hot tonight.

It's great to be in Derry breathing in that Derry-air.

I've never feIt so much Iove in my entire Iife.

I want them on my Christmas maiIer.

No. Denbrough over there, Iet's put him on my Norman MaiIer.

I Iove this man. He's Iike the brother I never had.

He is the brother I never had!

Beep, beep, Richie. Stan?

thank you.

Stan is dead.

He cut his wrists in the bathtub. Right after I phoned him.

Stan was the Iast one to see It that summer. Remember?

AII summer Iong he kept saying, ""that just isn't empiricaIIy possibIe. ""

Seeing the cIown didn't make it reaI for him. Nothing did.

Until that afternoon in August.

I was coming down Chestnut Street...

...and I saw Stan running like something was after him.

Go!

Hi-Yo, SiIver! Away!

I can 't say I saw anything. Stan 's the one who saw It.

I was pedaling too fast.

Hell, I didn 't want to see it, whatever it was.

It took him hours to tell me what happened.

He said he was down in Lampkin Park by a bird feeder, watching birds.

Like a good Boy Scout.

Remember, he used to call it collecting birds?

Stan. . . .

Stan!

He said he didn 't mean to go into that house...

...but this voice kept whispering to him.

Naturally, being Stan, he figured there was a rational explanation.

HeIIo?

StanIey.

Yeah?

I'm right here.

He was trapped.

He held his bird book out in front of him...

...and said the names of birds he could remember.

Longneck Finch, SpeckIed Grouse, BaItimore OrioIe. . .

. . .Great Egret, Hammerhead Woodpecker, Brown thrush.

Brown thrush.

the day that we went into the sewer, Stan saw It.

Face to face.

Not the cIown. But he saw what was behind the cIown.

He ran up to me in schooI.

And he said, ""I saw It, Eddie.

I Iooked right into its. . . . ""

Some kind of Iights.

""I Iooked right into its deadIights. ""

then he said, and I hadn't thought of it untiI just now, I swear, he said:

""I Iooked into its deadIights. . .

-. . .and I wanted to be there. "" -DeadIights.

I need a drink.

Yeah, me too.

-I've got something here. Anyone eIse? -Yeah.

Sorry I'm Iate. WeII, Iet's see who's here.

BiIIy boy!

Richie, you stiII here?

Nice nose job. No one wouId suspect.

Haystack! Putting on weight?

Bevvie, your dad isn't worried. He Ioves your choice in men.

How's your sex Iife?

What's your sex Iife?

Mikey, you got us aII here.

It's the onIy way you'd see us, since you'd never Ieave this town.

I made it, guys. I'm in the deadIights now.

It's true what they say. We aII fIoat down here. And you wiII too.

In fact, they aII fIoat! they aII fIoat!

Oh, my God!

My God.

I don't know about you, but I'm sick of this pIace!

I wiII Iisten to anything, but couId we do it somepIace eIse? PIease?

Okay. Just heIp me with this stuff.

BiII, what is it?

""He. . .thrusts his. . . . ""

""He thrusts his fists against the post and stiII insists he sees the ghosts. ""

-that's aII it says, over and over. -My mom gave me that. . .

. . .to say. . .

. . .to heIp with my stutter.

No offense, paI. It ain't heIping.

Let's get the heII out of here. What do you say?

Henry.

Down here, Henry.

BeIch? What are you doing there?

You got a probIem in there you need some heIp with, Henry?

that's a good boy.

You don't have to taIk. I can hear you when you think it.

they can't hear me.

-What do you want, miller? -Same thing you want.

-I want to pay them back. -Yeah.

-Pay them back. -You're gonna have to get out.

You're gonna have to go back to Derry.

I need you, Henry.

-We aII need you. -They can 't hurt you.

We didn't think they couId hurt us, but they did.

-Bested you. -Don 't talk about that.

I can take care of them if they onIy haIf beIieve.

But you're aIive, Henry.

You can get them if they beIieve, haIf beIieve or don't beIieve.

-One by one, Henry. -I can 't get out of here.

They got wires on the windows, and Koontz is on the door tonight.

man, Koontz is the worst.

-I hate him. -I'II take care of Koontz, Henry.

Lead the way, Henry.

Lead the way.

AII right, I've had it! Your head's gonna be bouncing off the fIoor--

No, no, no, Mike. No, no, no.

I wiII have no need of this stuff. thanks for thinking of me. . .

. . .and incIuding it just in case, but none for me! thank you!

-Richie, you're shouting. -I know.

Beep, beep, Richie. Beep, beep.

taIk to us, Mike. teII us stories.

teII us things so we don't have to remember what we saw in the Iibrary.

Hey, Eddie. Come on, paI.

Don't Iet it get you. Fight it.

I saw myseIf. I saw myseIf back there.

I know it's just camphor water, but I need it anyway.

take it easy, paI.

If it works, it's good. You've beIieved in it. . .

-. . .and that's aII that ever mattered. -thanks.

You aII remember what was going on in Derry 30 years ago.

there were kiIIings, maimings, disappearances. MostIy chiIdren.

Everybody was afraid but nobody did anything.

UntiI we went after It.

We aImost kiIIed It.

Bowers confessed and the kiIIings stopped. UntiI now, 30 years Iater.

If you count backwards by 30. . .

. . .every date corresponds to a disaster in Derry's history.

1 960: the fire at the BIack Spot CIub.

1 930: the expIosion at the oId ironworks.

1 900: the massacre at Drake's Creek. And on, and on.

the biggest mystery is how 253 settIers disappeared without a trace.

thank you for that iIIuminating, if somewhat morbid history.

She didn 't want to know.

You knew aII about this. Even then.

-Miss DougIas didn't want to know. -It's a disease, Bev.

None of them wants to know.

-It's too horribIe. they act-- -Like it didn't happen.

I remember a man, Mr. Ross.

He was on his front porch. I was coming home from schooI.

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--

I couldn 't believe it. He just turned around and went inside.

That was when it hit me.

there was something terribIy wrong in Derry.

How did you get out of that?

Daddy came home. One of the onIy times I was reaIIy gIad to see him.

It's 30 years Iater and the kiIIings start up again. At Ieast six so far.

there've been many disappearances.

I wanted to be certain before I caIIed anyone.

And I became certain when I found something at the Iatest crime site.

God, that was just yesterday.

Anyway, this is it.

Georgie?

For some reason, there's something speciaI about us being together.

that summer, our togetherness made us strong.

Otherwise It wouId have picked us off one by one.

Is it an accident that none of us have kids?

Even Stan? AIthough when we came together. . .

. . .we were, weII, we were aII Iosers.

Now Iook. Six of you Ieft Derry and became unusuaIIy successfuI.

-ReaI winners. -Leaving you hoIding the bag.

You kept the Iight on for aII of us. I feeI bad about that.

-Me too. -It's nobody's fauIt.

Our parents decided who stayed and who went.

-I stayed here because I wanted to. -You stayed because you had to.

I don't know what'II happen tomorrow.

But I do know that I appreciate what you've done for everyone.

-Good evening. -How much farther is Derry?

I guess about maybe 500 yards to the city Iimits.

thank God. I nearIy feII asIeep a whiIe ago.

I've been driving forever.

Just cross the oId bridge at the barrens and hang a Ieft.

-the barrens? -Where the kids used to pIay.

thank you. I'II be going now.

Don't you want your baIIoon first, Mrs. Denbrough?

Don't you want it?

Don't you want it?

they chased me up the haII and started sIapping me.

And the coach found me Iying there.

I thought he'd heIp, but he made fun of me.

And something snapped. I said, ""You coach track, right?""

He sneered. I said, ""You Iisten to me, you son of a bitch. . .

. . .I'II run down everything you've got. . .

. . .and then I want a fIipping apoIogy from you. ""

-AII right! -And so you did it.

Yeah, I ran everywhere. Sometimes I thought I'd pass out.

the first time I ran a miIe, I puked, then fainted.

FinaIIy, I was hoIding up my pants as I ran.

I ate saIads Iike crazy. By March. . .

. . .I'd Iost 70 pounds and grown two inches. I feIt Iike I couId fIy!

-And you went out? -I went out for track.

the first day I won the 220 and the 440.

I bIew everyone away.

After practice I asked for that apoIogy, and he hit me.

-After aII that? -It was perfect.

-You beat him. -And everyone knew it.

I got a Ietter in track from EI Paso High. . .

. . .and the coach Iost his job over that IittIe Iove tap.

-You shouId write that one down. -BiII's our writer.

-I just write horror stories. -So, what are we gonna do?

Oh, Mikey, Mikey, Mikey-- Listen, kids. . .

. . .it doesn't matter how painstakingIy we go over these sewer pIans.

Or how many fIashIights you've got in the box.

When the sun comes up, I'm dust and I'd suggest we aII get out of Dodge.

-I cIeaned it up once. -CIeaned what?

the bIood. I cIeaned the whoIe thing up that very same night.

If I was ever gonna 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? Did somebody get murdered?

You see it? You reaIIy see it?

Come on. Let's cIean this up.

Until that moment, I thought I was going crazy.

It was strange to be happy about something so grim.

I feII in Iove with aII you guys that day.

And after we cIeaned it up, the bIood never came back.

It'II be morning soon.

-I'm coId. -Me too.

I'II get you something.

-there's a shawI in my room. -Give me your key.

I'II get it. Richie, do you have a key?

AII right, now Iisten up. Stay together, guys. No straggIers.

Just get the first thing you find.

-Ben, don't go aIone. -Uh, I need a refiII anyway.

I'II join you.

-I'II take care of Richie. -Be back in three minutes. No more.

HeIIo, nigger.

I'II pay you back. Pay you aII back.

Oh, good. You found it.

I'm gIad we're aIone. I've been wanting to say something to you.

Your hair is winter fire January embers

-my heart burns there too -It was you.

I've been waiting a Iong time to thank the poet.

-Did you ask BiII first? -No.

I knew it was you. I've aIways known it was you.

I think I must have been waiting untiI we were both ready.

I'm ready now. Are you?

Oh, oh, BeverIy.

Kiss me, fat boy.

BeIch. . . !

-You aII right? -I got it.

-Get him in there. -Come here.

Watch it. Easy. Easy.

Hurry up!

Go, go, go, go.

If Mike dies there wiII be five of us Ieft.

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 teII you something.

You remember what my father was Iike?

I feII in Iove with a man who. . .

. . .turned out to be everything I aIways hated in my father.

Why wouId I do that? How couId I be so bIind?

If you see it now, you're not bIind anymore, Bev.

CongratuIations. that's a miracIe.

Besides, at Ieast you feII in Iove with somebody.

At Ieast you feIt something.

that's a miracIe too.

You have the heart of a poet, Ben.

Your hair is winter fire

-Why'd you say that? -You wrote it, didn't you?

Your hair is winter fire January embers.... Something.

It was you, wasn't it?

Is that you or the cIown? What's going on?

-How am I supposed to know? -It's me.

-What? -It's me.

my heart burns there too

-He's gonna be okay. -Can we see him?

He's not out of the woods yet. One of you can go in for a minute.

Everyone eIse is right outside.

-Henry? -He's dead.

-PoIice? -Not yet.

We can't trust anyone.

If anybody asks, a party got out of hand, dancing on the tabIe, you feII.

Anyone who's seen me dance wiII buy that.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know, man. I honestIy do not know.

My jacket. Outside pocket.

Hey, it's silver. It can kill It.

But we Ieft these down in the se--

You went back?

I was pretty sure It was asIeep.

Pretty sure?

You went aIone?

ten years ago my Iife was going downhiII, cIose to suicide.

I reaIIy wanted It to kiII me.

I stumbIed around in the dark aII day. I found one.

In the drain trap. the one that hit Pennywise was Iodged in the waII.

I figured we might need that kind of heIp again one day.

When I came out I kind of got my Iife together.

the onIy change was this.

AImost overnight.

Fear.

BiII, if you decide not to use those. . .

. . .if you Ieave, I'II understand.

that is a dead body.

Are you suggesting we Ieave it Iying there?

-that's right. -We shouId caII the poIice.

-Right! -You don't get it.

this whoIe town is It in some way. AII of them.

If we caII the poIice, get the town invoIved. . .

. . .something bad's gonna happen to one of us.

Have it your way. Stan is dead. Mike came cIose. I've seen enough.

-I'm with you. -You can put this behind you?

I'm a IittIe oId for monster hunting. So was Mike.

-So was Stan. -Is that how you feeI, Ben?

AII I know is I can't stay in this room much Ionger. . .

. . .so I suggest we turn on the tV, go out and figure out what to do.

I second that.

Police Chief Rademacher said the victim...

...Danielle Huxton, had been playing near her home.

Police didn 't say if this was connected...

... to the recent disappearances of children.

They did reveal that the body was severely mutilated.

In other news, a series of robberies has officials baffled....

You can put that on my card.

-CertainIy. -Me too. thank you.

-Ditto. thanks. -I had Ioads of fun. Gotta go. Bye.

-Need a ride? -Where are you going?

-Airport. -I guess we are too, BiII.

Come with us.

I just saw something. And I have no idea if it was reaI. . .

. . .if any of you wouId've seen it or not.

I can't go. Because if I do I'm gonna Iive with this untiI I go insane.

UntiI I can't teII the difference between my Iife and my bad dreams.

For years I've been getting paid to scare peopIe.

But I'm the one who's been scared.

AII my Iife. I don't want to be scared anymore.

I'm going back in.

this time I'm gonna kiII It.

Help me. Help me.

PIease heIp me.

Did anybody bring anything usefuI, Iike a machine gun?

I brought this. It's the onIy thing I saved.

-You were a dead shot. -CouIdn't miss.

It was Iike it was supposed to be.

You broke Pennywise's head open.

-Inside was Iight. -Bright Iights.

DeadIights. We saw them too.

-How on earth--? -Mike went back down and got them.

these are for him, and for Stan.

-Lucky seven. -We're aII here now.

What the heII are you gonna do now?

Sing ""Kumbaya""? Wake up. take a breath. You smeII that?

that's death. It's not for Mike, or Stan, or Henry.

It's for us. It's in the air. Losers fight It, Iosers die.

You don't have to go down there.

I didn't have to get on a pIane in L.A.

I sure as heII didn't have to come out here. And now I don't have to go in.

I stiII say we shouId have brought a gun.

I remember the first thing I saw down here was one of those damn pom-poms.

-this purse, it Iooks new. -Oh, dear God!

-It's not possibIe. -What?

-Audra. -What?

How in God's name--? She's down here.

-His wife? -It's got her.

It's probabIy a trick.

BiII, wait, damn it!

-BiII! -Come back, BiII.

Do you want to get yourseIf kiIIed? God, BiII!

Are you aII right?

It's my fauIt. She foIIowed me. My-- My fauIt. . . .

BiII! If she is down here there's onIy one way you can heIp her.

Now you know what we came down here for.

We need you to stand up for us Iike before. . .

. . .or none of us is going to get out of here!

Come on.

Stay cIose together.

-Looks Iike we're off the map. -I think. . . .

that way.

We're here.

My God.

-the roots aII grow down. -Yeah.

-the waIIs cracked. -When It came.

-Don't Iet these things come to Iife. -Don't think that, Spaghetti Man.

-I toId you not to caII me that. -I think something's coming.

-My boat. -Georgie.

-It's aII your fauIt. -Oh, Georgie.

AII your fauIt, BiII. You sent me out and It kiIIed me.

No, no, Georgie, I-- I didn't know.

BiII, remember, that's not Georgie. Remember. Fight it!

It was in the drain, BiII. And you Iet It kiII me.

-No, I Ioved you. -BiII, that thing's not your brother.

-Come on, man. -Fight it.

You are not George.

George is dead.

And it's not my fauIt.

You kiIIed my brother George, you bastard. Let's see you now.

Let's see you now.

Show yourseIf.

You kiIIed my IittIe brother. . .

. . .and now you're gonna pay.

Go!

While you still can.

This is your last chance!

Show yourseIf.

Silly boy. You still think you can see me.

You'll never see me. You'll 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.

Like all the others.

BiII, we can't fight that thing.

It's Iike fighting smoke.

Don't you understand what Mike was trying to teII us? It feeds, Richie.

It wakes up every 30 years and it feeds.

And in order to feed it has to take on some kind of physicaI form.

It's here.

Down here somewhere.

Fee, fi, fo, fum.

-Are we strong enough? -We have to be.

I have to teII you guys something before we go in there.

-I've been Iying. -About what?

When I said that I was seeing someone. WeII, I'm not.

In fact, I haven't ever. I mean, I've never even been with anyone.

-Are you saying you're a virgin? -Yeah.

WeII, I can't heIp, paI, but thanks for sharing.

Richie, Iet him taIk.

You see, I couId never sIeep with somebody that I didn't Iove. . .

. . .and I've never reaIIy Ioved anyone. . .

. . .except you guys.

-For God's sake! -Wait for us.

It's Audra. I'm going to get her.

Damn you to heII.

PIease, dear God!

""He thrusts his fists against the posts. . .

. . .and stiII insists he sees the ghosts. ""

It's taking him. BiII!

Come on, guys! We gotta--

Bev! Bev, where are you going?

What am I gonna do?

this is battery acid, you sIime!

I beIieve in Santa CIaus.

I beIieve in the Easter Bunny.

I beIieve in the tooth Fairy, but I don't beIieve in you.

this is battery acid. Now, you disappear.

PIease, God, don't Iet me miss again.

Hey, nice shot, Bev.

Don't you taIk. You're gonna be fine, Spaghetti Man.

Richie, pIease, for the Iast time, don't caII me that.

You know how I. . . .

this isn't over. If that thing comes back when I'm 70--

-Let's finish It. -Once and for aII.

Audra!

It's aII coming down.

I guess that's how I'd like to remember us...

... there by the lake, the sun setting on our childhood.

This will be my last entry. I got it in just in time.

Just before the fog in my brain swept all my memories away entirely.

Now, I look back in time not from memory but from the pages of this book.

The nightmare is over. Police involvement was cursory...

...as is always the case here in Derry.

Now that there's no need for a lighthouse keeper, I may move on.

See whatever is down the road a piece.

Richie's still knocking them dead. He's got a part in a movie.

He co-stars with a guy...

... the lucky seven could tell you looks like Eddie Kaspbrak.

Okay, cut.

Ben and Bev left Derry together, headed west.

They married, and later, they were pregnant.

Another curse broken.

Bill and Audra are still here. Sadly, Audra 's condition is unchanged.

They're leaving today.

Okay, Audra. It's time to go.

Bill thought the time here might somehow help.

But I guess Audra 's gone for good, one of It's many casualties.

Locked in that haunted place where she saw It's deadlights.

Bill came every day. We laugh at our failing memories...

...sometimes asking each other's names.

His sadness is profound. I wish there were...

...something I could have done.

Hi-Yo, Silver! Away!

Wait.

Audra, this bike saved IittIe Stan's Iife once.

Mine too.

We were going so fast, we beat the deviI.

I don't know if I can go that fast again. HoId on.

Beat It.

Beat It. Beat It. Beat It, Audra.

Beat It. Beat It.

Come on. Come on, beat It.

-BiII? Where are we? What are we doing? -It's aII right.

Just hang on, babe. It's okay.