Stephen King's It Page #5

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I'm your worst dream come true!

I'm everything you ever

were afraid of!

- No!

- Yes, Stan!

- Yes!

YOUNG BILL:
Yes!

- Yes.

- Yes.

- Don't.

YOUNG BEN:
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.

YOUNG BEVERLY:
They don't see it.

- 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.

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.

[THUNDER ROLLS]

[PENNYWISE LAUGHS]

LARRY:
Balki, let go.

BALKl:
No, you let go first.

LARRY:
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?

[PHONE RINGS]

- Don't move.

- Okay.

- Uris residence. This better be good.

MIKE:
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.

LARRY:
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.

PATTl:

Now?

[WATER RUNS]

YOUNG STAN:
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 10.

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 10.

- Richie, shut up!

- You don't stutter all the time.

- Ladies first.

Ten out of 10.

- I don't need to shoot.

- It's like it's supposed to be Bev.

Yeah.

- Yeah.

- This is still crazy.

YOUNG BILL:
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.

YOUNG STAN:
On my honor, I'll 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...

YOUNG BEN:
This isn't a good idea.

YOUNG RICHIE:
What are you mumbling?

- Shh.

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.

YOUNG STAN:
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?

Ooh-woo, ooh-woo-oo.

- Hardy-har-har.

- At least we're on It's 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.

[BELCHES]

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!

YOUNG STAN:

Help!

YOUNG BEVERLY:
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!

GEORGIE:

Bill.

Bill.

Georgie?

YOUNG BEVERLY:

No, Bill!

That's not George.

Don't break the circle!

MR. MARSH:

Bevvie.

What are you doing down here

with these boys?

Now get home.

YOUNG BEVERLY:

Daddy? Daddy, I'm...

YOUNG RICHIE:

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...

PENNYWISE:

Stan. Stanley, boy.

Bev?

[SCREAMS]

YOUNG BILL:
Stannie, resist!

PENNYWISE:
That's it!

Let go!

Be afraid!

Bev, the stones.

You all taste so much better

when you're afraid.

YOUNG BILL:
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, Bev!

YOUNG BILL:
Kill It!

Help me!

It's dead?

YOUNG BEN:
I don't think so.

- We gotta go!

- Let's get It.

YOUNG EDDIE:
It's dead!

Let's make sure!

- It sounded like It was dying.

- But what if It didn't?

[PENNYWISE SCREAMS]

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.

YOUNG BILL:

Swear.

PATTl:

Stannie?

I'm coming upstairs

to scrub your back...

...and your chest...

...and...

Stanley?

[KNOCKS]

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'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,

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