Stephen King's IT

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[ Thunder Strikes ]

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

## [ Singing-Song ] The itsy-bitsy spider##

##Climbed up the waterspout##

##Down came the rain##

##and washed the spider out##

##And dried up all the rain##

##And the itsy-bitsy spider##

##Climbed up the spout again##

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

[ Children Laughing ]

[ Clown Laughs Sinister ]

Hi.

Laurie Ann !

Honey ?

[ Gasps ]

Aaah ! [ Screaming ]

- [ Sobbing ]

- Don't scare Mama, now.

[ Chattering, Indistinctly ]

[ Rain Plattering ]

Excuse me. Move along.

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

- Don't tell him. What you got ?

- Not much left, just like last time.

- Anybody see anything ?

- The mother--

- I told you to stay out of this.

- I'm just concerned, chief.

Six kids missing or dead is cause for alarm.

Maybe a rash of runaways.

What ? A 7-year-old goes to Acapulco for a wild 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 librarian.

Okay?

[ Mike ] Georgie.

[ Mike Narrating ] 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 if off any longer...

but I hope I'm wrong.

Oh, I hope to God I'm wrong.

[ Crickets Chirping ]

[ Bill ] ''Taggert steps onto the moors.''

He shivers and walks on...

disappearing into the mist.

Afigure appears...

dripping with foul water and dark, oozing mud.

- [ Bill's Wife ] Bill, for the last time--

- [ Bill ] In a minute !

[ Woman ] That's what you said an hour ago.

Okay ?

Okay.

- It's cold.

- Sorry.

- The changes are wonderful, Bill.

- Tell 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 should be me.

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

To hang around with actors ?

I don't do that. I write.

At least when you do a novel, you're in a good mood.

Audra. Could we-- ?

[ Phone Ringing ]

I'm asleep, unless it's Greco.

Greco.

Greco.

- Yeah ?

- [ Mike ] Bill, is that you ?

- Sorry, fella, do I know you ?

- This is Mike Hanlon, from Derry.

[ Young Bill ] Swear to me.

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

we'll all come back.

- Sorry, Mike, for a minute there--

- You didn't know who I didn't.

Bill...

It's back.

You're s-s-sure ?

Yeah, I found a photograph...

of George.

George.

What is it ? Who was on the phone ?

Nobody.

Wrong number.

- Bill ?

- I have to go back to work.

Bill !

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

Georgie.

## [ ''Beethoven's Fr Elise'' On Playing ]

Please, Bill, tell me a story.

- M-Maybe later.

- The Magic Stone story.

Please, Bill. Please ?

Go b-bug somebody else.

I don't feel so hot.

G-Georgie.

For me ?

You made it for me ?

Can I go sail it ?

W-Well, you have to s-s-seal it first...

with p-p-p-paraffin.

- What's that ? Where is it ?

- It's in the c-c-cellar.

[ Gulps ]

[ Door Slams ]

I wish you could come too.

She's your boat, really.

Thanks, Bill.

Yuck !

You got c-cooties all over me.

G-Georgie. D-Don't stay out too long, or Mom will have a bird.

I won't.

G-Georgie.

Be careful.

Sure.

Sure I will.

[ Georgie ] S.S. Georgie !

[ Mocks Ship Beeping ]

Come on ! Come on !

[ Beeps Like-Boat ]

[ Mock Beeping ]

S.S. Georgie, on the way.

No, please! No-o-o !

[ Pennywise ] Hi, Georgie !

Aren't you gonna say hello ?

Oh, come on, bucko.

Don't you want a ballon ?

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 Clown.

You are Georgie.

So now we know each other.

Correct ?

- I guess so. I gotta go.

- Go ?

Without this ?

- [ Gasps ] My boat ?!

- Exactly !

Go on, kiddo...

take it.

Oh, you want it, don't you, Georgie ?

Of course you do.

There's cotton candy, rides and all sorts of surprises down here.

And balloons too, all colors.

- Do they float ?

- Oh, yes.

They float, Georgie.

They float.

And when you're down here with me..

you float too.

[ Screams ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Priest ] Fear no evil for thou art with me.

Thy rod and staff comfort me.

Preparest my table before my enemies.

Thou anointest my head with oil.

My cup runneth over. Surely goodness.

and mercy shall follow me all my life.

I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

Oh, Georgie ?

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