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Here you go.

- Sure 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.

I remember we beat you.

I'm not afraid of you.

I'm not afraid of you.

- I know how old I look. - It's just I remember you as a kid.

Welcome home, Bill.

I only wish it was under happier...

Come on, let's go out.

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

- I got a taste of it earlier. - At least people seem to care.

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

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

Except for Georgie.

Better it doesn't all come back at once.

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

I look on a corner and there we were.

"Lucky seven."

Oh, 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 Poortown.

Yeah, still is.

Yours?

Hey, I'm a bachelor, Bill. It's all I need.

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

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

I've arranged dinner for all of us.

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

I had a feeling all afternoon. I could tell when we each hit town.

We aren't all here yet.

No.

You too?

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

What?

This might stimulate those memory banks.

Silver.

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

It's got a flat tire, but that's all that's wrong. Here's the real kicker.

I bought this tube repair kit on impulse...

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

There was some force guiding us that summer.

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

...maybe it's still here.

I'm gonna change clothes.

Not the Paramount, you slime balls!

Where are people supposed to get their culture?

- May I help you? - Mike Hanlon.

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 looked like you could use this water.

Thank you.

A little 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 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 too old to stop me.

You're all too old!

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

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

Well, you better let the poor guy out.

Tell Mike Hanlon, say I had to go...

...I had to get cleaned up.

Tell him. Tell him!

Tell him I'll see him tonight.

Get out!

Last chance. Get out!

Get out while you can.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Is your refrigerator running? It is?

Well, you better catch it before it runs away.

All right!

Toro! Toro!

Son of a gun.

Not just any cards.

- Bicycle. - They always made the best noise.

Bill.

I see it.

Follow up on this Miller thing.

What? What's that?

You're breaking up, Fran.

I'll call you from the hotel.

Pull 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 later, 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'll 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 all these years?

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

You're in my mind. Only in my mind.

Any spare change, mister?

Hey, who walked all over your grave?

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

Let's go.

- Derry Inn, did you say? - Yeah.

Reliving your childhood?

Something like that. Just saying hi to some old ghosts, you know.

Oh, hell. Time does go by.

Here's that prescription.

- How old are you now, son? - Eleven. Almost 12.

Old enough. Come with me.

Come on.

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

Your troubles come from always being tight and stiff.

You take your asthma, for instance.

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

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

Your mother is determined that you're ill.

You're caught in the middle.

It's all a lie, a great big lie! I do have asthma. I do!

Sir?

Your prescription.

Nothing like a good pull on the old lung-sucker, huh?

Thank you.

Junior, bring me a cigar.

You know 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 Kaspbrak. Sonia Kaspbrak's son?

How about some licorice?

I was always partial to licorice.

I just wanted to thank you for trying to tell me the truth a long time ago.

You look a little peaked, sonny.

- I better go. - Hydrous.

- What? - H2O.

Water.

It's only water.

It's all in your head, sonny.

You do remember me.

Oh, Mr. Keene...!

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

- Yes. - There's no Marsh here. Unless...

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

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

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

But the bell...

"Kersh." I thought it said Marsh.

I'm Mrs. Kersh.

I knew your father a little.

- Come in. Let me give you tea. - 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 different. So cozy.

How kind you are, miss. I call all the pretty young girls miss.

- Don't take offense. - No.

Well, go on, dear. Drink it while it's nice and hot.

Well, don't trouble your pretty little head, dear. 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, Bevvie. I worry a lot.

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

You're not real. You're not real!

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

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

You've been complaining since we started this.

He'll never work in movies again.

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

Nothing like a crisis to bring the estranged couple together.

Or pull them apart...

...if the gods are smiling. - Please.

I am simply pointing out that this could be a blessing in disguise.

Would you consider giving me a few days?

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

I can replace your imbecilic husband. I cannot replace you.

Don't even think about leaving, Audra.

You've worked hard to get where you are.

I know you'd do nothing to imperil that or damage our business relationship.

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

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

See you tomorrow.

International reservations, please.

Yes, I'd like a seat on your next flight to the United States.

Excuse me. I'm looking for the Hanlon 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 line?

- Ben? - I'm afraid so.

- I can't believe it. Look at you. - Hey, Bill.

- Hey. - Michael, oh, God.

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

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

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

- I'll have club soda, okay? - This is good.

Don't let them see you like this.

That was a hallucination. It was too much fun in '67. Just get ahold.

You work too hard.

- You guys. - I'll have one.

I propose a toast...

Who got bald, and how many of God's children got wings?

Beep, beep, Richie!

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

- 911, pal. - Hey, buddy.

- How are you? - Fine. You?

Beverly.

What a bunch of handsome old men.

Hi, good looking.

Richie!

I'd rather catch you than anybody else in the whole world, Beverly.

I just saw all of you and so much came back. It was like a tidal wave.

Mike, what are we getting ourselves into?

- Hi, Bev. - Hi.

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

Where's...

You all right, Bev?

Yes.

No, I...

- I saw something today. - Same here.

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

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

He's working on us already.

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

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

Help us remember. Fill in the gaps.

Yeah, please. Because I don't know what you guys are talking about.

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

I mean, didn't you feel it?

As I crossed the county line, this veil 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 tall, mouth full of razor-sharp teeth...

Oh, Eddie.

What the hell 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 life. You remember that part?

Yeah.

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

Where's his royal straightness, anyway?

- You talked to him, right? - Yeah, I think he'll be along.

We ought to go ahead.

We can fill him in. Talk to us.

I don't know about you...

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

Come on. Let's have drinks, huh?

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

Spoken like a real loser.

- Hey, to the Losers' Club. - All right.

To the Losers' Club!

"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.

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

- How about you, Eddie? - Me? I'm seeing this wonderful 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 live with a... No, I'm not married.

Richie, what ever happened to those glasses?

Contact lenses.

For all the times you broke them...

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

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

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

No such luck. You'll find him at the Juniper Hills.

After he confessed to killing all the kids.

He was in the sewer with us.

- That creep was gonna kill Stan. - All of us!

When they pulled him out, his hair was white.

- He was babbling. - About a clown.

- No one believed. - Except that he killed the kids.

- And 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, little Henry. Almost.

Don't you want another chance?

You gotta go back and finish the job.

You gotta go back to Derry and kill them all.

For me, Henry.

Kill them all, Henry.

Kill them all. Kill them all...

Well, sports fans...

...this has been a real hoot.

- But I got a plane out. - Richie?

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

You're gonna go relive that old nightmare?

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

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

- Richie... - I'll remember all of you fondly.

Hey, man, we're all scared.

Maybe he's right.

If you're talking about going back...

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

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

All I'm saying is I'm gonna go get sleep!

Why don't we show a little courtesy!

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

We all came here based on a promise.

Everybody made good on that promise.

Wherever we go from here...

...I have no expectations.

- Well said. - It's all right. It's taken care of.

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

Guys, that's just the way it is.

All right, then. A toast to Mr. Michael Hanlon...

...without whom none of this would 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 sleepy anymore.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Is this the Uris residence? Is Stan there?

This is Mike Hanlon, an old friend.

What are we supposed to do now?

No problem. A little soap and elbow grease ought to clean it right up.

Why are we the only ones that can see this?

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

Oh, Michael!

- Garcon! - Hold on just a sec. Hello, Stan?

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

You tell that loser he's a dead man! We all managed to show up.

That matches your real hair. Anyone told you...

Is anyone from out of town?

I just flew in from L.A. And boy, is my tail section tired.

We're hot tonight.

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

I've never felt so much love in my entire life.

I want them on my Christmas mailer.

No. Denbrough over there, let's put him on my Norman Mailer.

I love this man. He's like 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 last one to see It that summer. Remember?

All summer long he kept saying, "That just isn't empirically possible."

Seeing the clown didn't make it real 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, Silver! 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.

Hello?

Stanley.

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, Speckled Grouse, Baltimore Oriole...

...Great Egret, Hammerhead Woodpecker, Brown Thrush.

Brown Thrush.

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

Face to face.

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

He ran up to me in school.

And he said, "I saw It, Eddie.

I looked right into its..."

Some kind of lights.

"I looked right into its deadlights."

Then he said, and I hadn't thought of it until just now, I swear, he said:

"I looked into its deadlights...

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

I need a drink.

Yeah, me too.

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

Sorry I'm late. Well, let's see who's here.

Billy boy!

Richie, you still here?

Nice nose job. No one would suspect.

Haystack! Putting on weight?

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

How's your sex life?

What's your sex life?

Mikey, you got us all here.

It's the only way you'd see us, since you'd never leave this town.

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

It's true what they say. We all float down here. And you will too.

In fact, they all float! They all float!

Oh, my God!

My God.

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

I will listen to anything, but could we do it someplace else? Please?

Okay. Just help me with this stuff.

Bill, what is it?

"He... thrusts his..."

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

- That's all it says, over and over. - 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, Henry.

Belch? What are you doing there?

You got a problem in there you need some help with, Henry?

That's a good boy.

You don't have to talk. 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 all need you. - They can 't hurt you.

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

- Bested you. - 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.

- 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'll take care of Koontz, Henry.

Lead the way, Henry.

Lead the way.

All right, I've had it! Your head's gonna be bouncing off the floor...

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

I will have no need of this stuff. Thanks for thinking of me...

...and including it just in case, but none for me! Thank you!

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

Beep, beep, Richie. Beep, beep.

Talk to us, Mike. Tell us stories.

Tell us things so we don't have to remember what we saw in the library.

Hey, Eddie. Come on, pal.

Don't let it get you. Fight it.

I saw myself. I saw myself back there.

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

Take it easy, pal.

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

...and that's all that ever mattered. - Thanks.

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

There were killings, maimings, disappearances. Mostly children.

Everybody was afraid but nobody did anything.

Until we went after It.

We almost killed It.

Bowers confessed and the killings stopped. Until now, 30 years later.

If you count backwards by 30...

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

The fire at the Black Spot Club.

The explosion at the old ironworks.

The massacre at Drake's Creek. And on, and on.

The biggest mystery is how 253 settlers disappeared without a trace.

Thank you for that illuminating, if somewhat morbid history.

She didn't want to know.

You knew all about this. Even then.

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

None of them wants to know.

- It's too horrible. They act... - Like it didn't happen.

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...

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

That was when it hit me.

There was something terribly wrong in Derry.

How did you get out of that?

Daddy came home. One of the only times I was really glad to see him.

It's 30 years later and the killings start up again. At least six so far.

There've been many disappearances.

I wanted to be certain before I called anyone.

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

God, that was just yesterday.

Anyway, this is it.

Georgie?

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

That summer, our togetherness made us strong.

Otherwise It would have picked us off one by one.

Is it an accident that none of us have kids?

Even Stan? Although when we came together...

...we were, well, we were all losers.

Now look. Six of you left Derry and became unusually successful.

- Real winners. - Leaving you holding the bag.

You kept the light on for all of us. I feel bad about that.

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

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'll 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 limits.

Thank God. I nearly fell asleep a while ago.

I've been driving forever.

Just cross the old bridge at the barrens and hang a left.

- The barrens? - Where the kids used to play.

Thank you. I'll be going now.

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

Don't you want it?

Don't you want it?

They chased me up the hall and started slapping me.

And the coach found me lying there.

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

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

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

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

...and then I want a flipping apology from you."

- All right! - And so you did it.

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

The first time I ran a mile, I puked, then fainted.

Finally, I was holding up my pants as I ran.

I ate salads like crazy. By March...

...I'd lost 70 pounds and grown two inches. I felt like I could fly!

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

The first day I won the 220 and the 440.

I blew everyone away.

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

- After all that? - It was perfect.

- You beat him. - And everyone knew it.

I got a letter in track from El Paso High...

...and the coach lost his job over that little love tap.

- You should write that one down. - Bil"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 painstakingly we go over these sewer plans.

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

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

- I cleaned it up once. - Cleaned what?

The blood. I cleaned the whole 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 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 you guys that day.

And after we cleaned it up, the blood never came back.

It'll be morning soon.

- I'm cold. - Me too.

I'll get you something.

- There's a shawl in my room. - Give me your key.

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

All right, now listen up. Stay together, guys. No stragglers.

Just get the first thing you find.

- Ben, don't go alone. - Uh, I need a refill anyway.

I'll join you.

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

Hello, nigger.

I'll pay you back. Pay you all back.

Oh, good. You found it.

I'm glad we're alone. 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 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?

Oh, oh, Beverly.

Kiss me, fat boy.

Belch...!

- You all right? - I got it.

- Get him in there. - Come here.

Watch it. Easy. Easy.

Hurry up!

Go, 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.

You remember what my father was like?

I fell in love with a man who...

...turned out to be everything I always 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, Bev.

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'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 clown? 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 else is right outside.

- Henry? - He's dead.

- Police? - Not yet.

We can't trust anyone.

If anybody asks, a party got out of hand, dancing on the table, you fell.

Anyone who's seen me dance will buy that.

What are you gonna do?

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

My jacket. Outside pocket.

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

But we left these down in the se...

You went back?

I was pretty sure It was asleep.

Pretty sure?

You went alone?

Ten years ago my life was going downhill, close to suicide.

I really wanted It to kill me.

I stumbled around in the dark all day. I found one.

In the drain trap. The one that hit Pennywise was lodged in the wall.

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

When I came out I kind of 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.

Are you suggesting we leave it lying there?

- That's right. - We should call the police.

- Right! - You don't get it.

This whole town is It in some way. All of them.

If we call the police, get the town involved...

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

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

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

I'm a little old for monster hunting. So was Mike.

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

All I know is I can't stay in this room much longer...

...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.

- Certainly. - Me too. Thank you.

- Ditto. Thanks. - I had loads of fun. Gotta go. Bye.

- Need a ride? - Where are you going?

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

Come with us.

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

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

I can't go. Because if I do I'm gonna 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 getting 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'm gonna kill It.

Help me. Help me.

Please help me.

Did anybody bring anything useful, like a machine gun?

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

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

It was like it was supposed to be.

You broke Pennywise's head open.

- Inside was light. - Bright lights.

Deadlights. 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 all here now.

What the hell are you gonna do now?

Sing "Kumbaya"? Wake up. Take a breath. You smell 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, losers die.

You don't have to go down there.

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

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

I still say we should have brought a gun.

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

- This purse, it looks new. - Oh, dear God!

- It's not possible. - What?

- Audra. - What?

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

- His wife? - It's got her.

It's probably a trick.

Bill, wait, damn it!

- Bill! - Come back, Bill.

Do you want to get yourself killed? God, Bill!

Are you all right?

It's my fault. She followed me. My... My fault...

Bill! If she is down here there's only one way you can help her.

Now you know what we came down here for.

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

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

Come on.

Stay close together.

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

That way.

We're here.

My God.

- The roots all grow down. - Yeah.

- The walls cracked. - When It came.

- Don't let these things come to life. - Don't think that, Spaghetti Man.

- I told you not to call me that. - I think something's coming.

- My boat. - Georgie.

- It's all your fault. - Oh, Georgie.

All your fault, Bill. You sent me out and It killed me.

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

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

It was in the drain, Bill. And you let It kill me.

- No, I loved you. - Bill, that thing's 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.

Let's see you now.

Show yourself.

You killed my little brother...

...and now you're gonna 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'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.

Bill, we can't fight that thing.

It's like fighting smoke.

Don't you understand what Mike was trying to tell 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 physical form.

It's here.

Down here somewhere.

Fee, fi, fo, fum.

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

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

- I've been lying. - About what?

When I said that I was seeing someone. Well, 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.

Well, I can't help, pal, but thanks for sharing.

Richie, let him talk.

You see, I could never sleep with somebody that I didn't love...

...and I've never really loved anyone...

...except you guys.

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

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 gotta...

Bev! Bev, where are you going?

What am I gonna do?

This is battery acid, you slime!

I believe in Santa Claus.

I believe in 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.

Hey, nice shot, Bev.

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

Richie, please, for the last time, don't call 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 all.

Audra!

It's all 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 little Stan's life once.

Mine too.

We were going so fast, we beat the devil.

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

Beat It.

Beat It. Beat It. Beat It, Audra.

Beat It. Beat It.

Come on. Come on, beat It.

- Bill? Where are we? What are we doing? - It's all right.

Just hang on, babe. It's okay.