Mr. Marsh?
I had a little accident in the cafeteria.
No, this isn't happening.
Help!
God, help!
Beep, beep, Richie!
Come back anytime!
I'll show you how to float down here.
They all float down here!
Help!
You gotta help me! Somebody, please!
In the basement! There's a werewolf!
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 album. My dad was in Derry during World War II.
He started collecting photos that go way back.
- Who'd want a history of this toilet? - How long will you be in here with me?
- Continue. - This is the old ironworks.
One Sunday in 1930, there was an Easter egg hunt here.
But the ironworks exploded and people got killed.
This is the Derry standpipe. It supplied water...
...until a big disaster back in 1900.
Maybe the biggest mystery is how 253 settlers...
...disappeared without a trace.
Thank you, Michael, for that illuminating...
...if somewhat morbid history. Now, who's next?
Howdy, partner!
Give it here!
Or what, boy? Or what?
The nigger here lives down the street from me and my dad.
- Give it here! - And giving me...
...and my daddy grief for a long, long time!
You like fireworks, boy?
What do you say to a rocket in your pocket?
Hey, you! Stop that right now!
Get him!
Glad I'm not the only one who saw it.
- At first, it was a werewolf. - I didn't see a werewolf. Just a clown.
Don't you see, it was the werewolf for Richie...
...because he saw that dumb movie. - But it was a clown underneath.
It's an evil being that can read our minds...
...and take the shape we're afraid of.
- That's what happened to all the kids? - Get serious.
Come on! Come on!
Why didn't you say anything?
I thought you guys would think I was nuts.
- I thought it was just me. - You're not alone.
- But it isn't empirically possible. - Real. It was so real.
- It almost had my guts for garters. - Just the influence of the movie.
Couldn't it be just a guy dressed up in a clown 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, all of you. Rocks.
- Rocks! - Rocks! Ammo!
Help me! Please, help me.
You're dead!
Well, what do you know? It's the fat boy, the Jew and the sissy.
Four-eyes and the patch girl. Nigger, you know how to pick them.
- The Losers' Club. - Yeah, the Losers' Club.
I got bones to pick with you, but I'll let 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 could put you in the hospital.
Seven.
- I'll kill you all. - Get some new material, champ.
I'll kill you all! I'll kill you all!
Thanks.
Any time.
Who are you guys anyway?
We're sort of a club.
- Yeah, the Losers' Club. - 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 probably the early or mid 1700s. - Hold it.
- Pennywise the Clown? - That's him. That's him!
- 200 years ago? He was here then? - It's just a drawing!
Now look. Here he is again, the same man.
- It's not a man. - It...
It!
That's what happened back in Georgie's room!
Look!
I'll kill you all!
I'll drive you crazy and I'll kill you all!
I'm every nightmare you've ever had! 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'll we do? - Do? What do you mean "do"?
- I want to forget about it. - It's not just us, but other kids too.
Like Velma Daniels, she was in my class. Who's next?
- We gotta do something. - We've got to tell somebody.
- They don't see what we see. - Why?
- You grow up, you stop believing. - They'll put us in a nuthatch.
- It kills kids, damn it! - We've got to do something.
Help me.
You killed my brother George, you bastard!
Let's see you now.
It's scared of us, you know.
I can feel that. I swear to God I can.
I want to kill it.
Help me.
Please, help me.
Help 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 letter from Mom. She asked when...
...we're making her a grandma. - She's uncanny.
I was just thinking the same thing myself.
I was, really.
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 Hanlon? -Yeah.
- Well, I'll 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? Please.
- No, I can't absolutely promise that. -Don't you remember, Stan?
- I'll 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, really.
I think I'll take a bath.
Now?
A scout is trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous...
... kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty...
...brave, clean and reverent.
You okay?
I think this is crazy.
One out of ten. You're worse than I am, kiddo.
Might as well let the clown take us one by one.
Beep, beep, Richie. Who's left? Ben? Bev?
One of them better be good because you're in the lead...
...with a pathetic three out of ten. - Richie, shut up!
- You don't stutter all the time. - Ladies first.
Ten out of ten.
- I don't need to shoot. - It's like it's supposed to be Bev.
Yeah.
This is still crazy.
- No, it's not. - I'm with Stan.
So what if I can shoot good?
- You think stones will stop... - Show them, Richie.
My mother's earrings. Solid silver.
That's stuff in movies. What good's it...
They're silver. They can kill it. Believe, Stannie. We have to.
On my honor, I will do my best to do my duty to God and my country.
To help others at all times...
...keep myself physically strong...
...mentally awake and morally...
- This isn't a good idea. - What are you mumbling about?
Now listen...
...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 letting you have all the fun?
Eddie?
I'm with my friends. Right?
Give me that.
Yuck. Tastes like 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 Belch will catch up to them.
Hurry or there will be nothing left for you.
- Go by myself, Henry? - "Go by myself?" Yeah, go by yourself.
What are you afraid of?
The bogeyman?
- Hardy-har-har. - At least we're on its trail.
- Maybe this is where It wants us to be. - Eddie, which way is Derry?
Bev, get up front where you can get a clear shot.
And you guys, stay together. No stragglers.
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?
Belch?
He's not in there anymore.
Belch!
Help!
- 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 lost in this stuff.
Grab hold!
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!
Bill.
Georgie?
No, Bill!
That's not George. Don't break the circle!
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 will do my best to do my duty to God and my country...
Stan. Stanley, boy.
Bev?
- Stannie, resist! - That's it!
Let go!
Be afraid!
Bev, the stones.
You all taste so much better when you're afraid.
- Hurry, Bev. Kill It! - Kill?
Oh, you are priceless, brat.
I am eternal, child.
I am the eater of worlds...
...and of children.
And you are next.
This is battery acid, you slime!
Please, God.
- Kill It! - Kill It, Bev!
- Kill It!
Help 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 like It was dying. - But what if It didn't?
Swear to me.
Swear to me that if It isn't dead...
...we'll all come back.
I swear.
Swear.
I swear it.
Yeah, swear.
I swear too.
Swear.
Stannie?
I'm coming upstairs to scrub your back...
...and your chest...
...and...
Stanley?
Stan?
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 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. - Lf 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.