IT: Welcome to Derry

Step right up, folks!

Step right up and see our hall of freaks and curiosities!

The Lee Twins, joined at birth by a cruel trick of God!

Careful.

And the dog-faced boy,

more dog than boy.

The Skeleton Man,

more dead than alive.

Slorak, the Man-Ape,

more ape than man.

Come on. They're all here.

Step right up...

into a grotesquerie of horrors beyond your darkest imaginings.

Step right up.

There you go.

Step right up.

Step right up.

Keep moving.

Hello, boy.

Come closer.

Don't be afraid. Come closer.

Come on. Come closer.

Yeah. That's right.

Now you see it!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

There you are.

For the love of Christ.

Don't be a damn sissy, Francis.

Your old man won you something.

Come on.

- Step right up. - Thank you.

Come on.

God.

Damn fair cleaned me out.

Get us some water.

One please.

Come on now, hurry up.

It's five cents.

That's all I got.

That a slingshot?

Where's that damn slingshot?

Wait! Francis! No! Come back! Wait!

Francis! Come back!

What do you want?

Leave me alone!

Hello.

Run, come on!

Hurry.

He's getting closer!

Don't look back!

Look at the logjam.

Yippee!

Mrs. Bainbridge.

Pleasure to see you again.

I've upped Lilly's dosage of chlorpromazine,

but if she has another episode,

we may want to discuss a more restrictive treatment plan.

Where is she now?

Lilly forged quite the bond last summer with the head of our housekeeping staff.

She wanted to say goodbye before she left.

Fold and tuck.

It's going to be okay, dear.

You're a bright girl. You'll figure it out.

Yeah, it's just...

It's my fault that her dad's in jail.

We don't even know each other that well.

And if I tell the truth about what I really saw, then--

You'd probably wind up right back here.

What would you do if you were me?

My father used to say that life is about the journey.

But I think it's more about who you take that journey with.

And if this Ronnie means as much to you as it sounds,

you're going to find a way to make things right.

Somehow.

Listen.

If you tell me that you've seen the impossible...

then I believe you.

Most people, well...

they only believe what they can see...

with their own eyes.

Easy, partner.

I come in peace.

What's the matter, not your brand?

I'm more of an Embassy Golds man.

Is that right? Embassy Golds.

Not too popular this side of the pond.

To think, I had you pegged as a Pall Mall man,

a regular James Coburn.

Lee Marvin.

Pall Malls, the commercials are Lee Marvin.

Well, you do know your movie stars, Hank. Guess it comes with the territory, huh?

You know what I know, what my... my territory is?

Liars.

I can sniff 'em out a mile away.

Where were you the night of the murder, Hank?

I told you, I was home.

Then why do I have an eyewitness, puts you on Jackson Street at 11:30?

Yeah, a witness called it in, said she saw your picture in the papers.

Put two and two together with the man

she'd seen sneaking around in the shadows that night.

- She wrote a sworn statement. - Yeah, it don't make it true.

Well, she was pretty upset.

So, we went out there, had a look around, and...

found this at the scene.

"Thou shalt not lie," Hank.

Do you know what they do to kiddy-killers in Shawshank?

I didn't do nothing to those kids,

and I wasn't nowhere near that theater.

Then where were you, Hank?

And don't give me any more guff about you being at home in bed.

Don't insult my intelligence.

All right.

We're gonna miss you around here, Hank.

At least we got the memories.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. wait.

I... I didn't do this! I didn't do this!

Come back! Come back!

Can you imagine if your dad turns out to be a psycho killer?

I mean, they must have evidence if they arrested him, right?

This is America. You can't just throw people in jail for nothing.

Are we talking about the same country?

She just doesn't seem like the kind of person

that would've been raised by a killer.

That's all.

Hey.

Grabbed this from the nurse's office. It should help get that off.

You're the last person I need help from.

You're lucky I don't whoop your ass for what you did to my dad.

You just walk on out of here.

- Just go. - I'll tell them, okay?

What I really saw.

- You will? - I'll do anything to make it right.

It happened again at the grocery store.

I saw my dad.

They sent me back to Juniper Hill.

Now everyone thinks I'm still crazy or,

I don't know, even more crazy. So even if I tell them the truth,

no one's gonna believe it.

People only believe what they can see for themselves.

It won't matter what we tell them unless we can show them proof.

How are we supposed to get proof?

You actually think this thing is gonna stop

and pose for pictures?

What have we got to lose? It's worth a shot.

To prove that I'm not crazy and that your dad's not a killer.

Okay.

Say we try this and we actually get something.

What are we gonna do?

Send it to Keene's to get developed?

We'd never get those pictures back.

And I don't know how to develop a roll of film.

- Do you? - No.

But there must be someone we know who can.

We stripped that Caddy down to the bolts.

If there was anything hidden inside, we'd have found it. It's clean.

Nothing but blood stains and bullet holes.

We even checked the area around the dig site.

Must have dug up half an acre. Still no luck.

Of course not.

What we're looking for was buried in Derry 300 years

before the automobile was even invented.

But that car had to give off something for Hallorann to be able to find it.

It's part of the 1935 cycle.

The Bradley Gang massacre.

Bunch of Dillinger wannabes.

Town went crazy and shot them to hell.

Eyewitness reports at the time suggest sightings of the entity

in one of its forms.

Everything we've dug up so far

and we're no closer to locating the target.

And we're running out of time.

Hallorann's psychic abilities have been proven,

but there's only so much he can do stuck on base pointing at maps.

We need to get him closer to the target.

Right on top of it if possible.

On top of it, sir?

Put him in the air.

Hallorann is the key to this whole operation.

If something should happen to him--

We have Major Hanlon to look after him now.

Well, with all due respect, sir,

how do we know Hallorann will do any better out in the field?

Maybe he just needs a little something extra to guide him.

Something that put its mark on that thing

a long time ago.

Ain't no way.

- Bullshit. Bullshit. - Ain't no way.

There ain't no way. Ain't no way.

You ain't never made it with Aretha Franklin.

Hand to God!

We met in Detroit. At a club.

Spent the night together. Shit, she even wrote a song about me.

Yeah, "Won't Be Long."

Goddamn, man.

Fuck!

I thought you were supposed to have special privileges.

So, what?

So, can't you get us a little upgrade?

Hallorann. It's time.

We want that upgrade.