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Ten years ago my life was going downhill, close to suicide.
None taken, creep. Welcome to the fourth century.
I got a letter in track from El Paso High...
[MAN LAUGHS]
MR. DENBROUGH: What were you doing in Georgie's room?
Georgie?
Ten out of 10.
No. Get their number and close the door.
When they pulled him out, his hair was white.
I was coming down Chestnut Street...
Don't you understand what Mike was trying to tell us? It feeds, Richie.
They'd be nice if Dad was still alive.
Is that it? Did we do it?
MAN: What on earth? For the love of Mike!
All right, you guys, quit that running! This is a hallway, not a track!
Please, God.
Boy, It's gonna be some funeral, friend.
Anytime.
I'm gonna sleep. In the morning, I'm out of here forever.
- What's that? Where is it? - It's in the c-c-cellar.
Lucky seven.
- I'm dead. - Lf I were you...
HENRY: You sure, mushmouth? You better be sure.
On my honor I will do my best to do my duty to God and my country...
Let's watch the vore movies. No! not the vore movie never again, over.
How in God's name...? She's down here.
- Richie... - I'll remember all of you fondly.
LARRY: Balki, let go. BALKl: No, you let go first.
- Tell Mike, if you see him... - Excuse me, sir.
Henry Bowers was waiting. Right outside my house.
Yeah, still is.
- Go by myself, Henry? - Go by myself? Yeah, go by yourself.
Daddy, breakfast is ready!
BOY 2: Come on, Bowers!
You went alone?
Eddie has to rest tomorrow.
Better it doesn't all come back at once.
- Don't really cut him. - Cut him, huh?
Tell him I'll see him tonight.
No such luck. You'll find him at the Juniper Hills.
Belch...!
Come on, let's go out.
Honestly, some people have no class.
Yes. Can you stay with my friend while I go get his medicine?
Oh, I'm so proud of you.
Where are people supposed to get their culture?
Can I go sail it?
I am eternal, child.
Swear to me.
Go on, Ben. Have you any hobbies?
...you could come down with me to the barrens.
Wrong number.
My cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all my life.
Come with us.
...and I've never really loved anyone...
If you could have seen his face. It was frightening.
Oh, man. What I saw at the library, whoa!
You get back here, Bevvie!
Well, I can't help, pal, but thanks for sharing.
I've arranged dinner for all of us.
That's my home now, son.
You're gonna be eaten by a big, greasy monster. Have a nice day.
Bowers confessed and the killings stopped. Until now, 30 years later.
Today I want him! So buzz off.
HENRY: I'm gonna bury you! - Oh, God, Henry Bowers.
Stop him.
YOUNG BILL: Let's get out of here! YOUNG BEVERLY: Yeah, let's go!
See whatever is down the road a piece.
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Look at this mess! The saints preserve us!
I said I was in.
He sneered. I said, You listen to me, you son of a bitch...
I sure as hell didn't have to come out here. And now I don't have to go in.
Finally, I was holding up my pants as I ran.
They float.
No sister of mine will be on welfare. You can stay here.
Here's that prescription.
...if you leave, I'll understand.
[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS]
I thought he'd help, but he made fun of me.
- No. - Yeah.
To the Losers' Club!
So, you, Haystack...
Eddie!
Just before the fog in my brain swept all my memories away entirely.
I don't think so. Though it might be better if I did.
- My dad will tan my hide. - You should have thought of that.
YOUNG STAN: A scout is trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous...
You are not George.
- I know how old I look. - It's just I remember you as a kid.
Nice to see you again.
WOMAN: Eddie!
you fuck in home yes
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Oh, yeah. We.
I don't want you coming in here.
- You know what a placebo is, Eddie? - I gotta go.
- Eddie Kaspbrak? - Haystack?
Quick! Take hands before we get lost in this stuff.
When your plumpy kids have to say gn
Okay, cut.
We all came here based on a promise.
You think we're letting you have all the fun?
For some reason, there's something special about us being together.
I don't know what'll happen tomorrow.
- I love your body. - I like yours too.
You're gonna die!
Excuse me, ma'am.
That stuff spreads like cancer. I won't have it around.
Mike Hanlon. Of course I remember. How are you?
[PHONE RINGS]
We were lucky we didn 't get ourselves killed that summer.
Come here, beautiful. Come on.
PATTl: Now?
- Continue. - This is the old ironworks.
Don't let them see you like this.
...or none of us is going to get out of here!