[handing Beverly a cup of tea] Mrs. Kersh: There you go. Beverly Marsh: Thank you. Mrs. Kersh: Now, some music. [she puts on an old record] Mrs. Kersh: There. [Beverly notices flies forming outside the window] Mrs. Kersh: I do apologize. It gets so very hot here this time of year. Beverly Marsh:…
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Beverly Marsh
Mike Hanlon: We didn’t stop it. Beverly Marsh: Pennywise. Mike Hanlon: The clown.
[referring to the house] Mrs. Kersh: Is it like you remember? Beverly Marsh: Cleaner. Mrs. Kersh: Well, you feel free to look around while I get the water boiling.
[the oven bell rings] Mrs. Kersh: I had some cookies I made in the oven before you came. Stay right there. Beverly Marsh: I shouldn’t impose. I’m going to… Mrs. Kersh: No, no, no, no, no, no. I insist. [she goes to get the cookies; Beverly looks at the photos on the wall] Beverly Marsh: Your photos…
[Beverly rings the doorbell and the front door opens] Mrs. Kersh: Yes? May I help you? Beverly Marsh: I used to live here. Mrs. Kersh: Won’t you come in? It’s the least I can do.
Beverly Marsh: January embers. Ben Hanscom: My heart burns there, too. Beverly Marsh: It was you.
[Seeing a skateboard falling down the stairs] Beverly Marsh: Shouldn't we be running? Bill Denbrough: It's Derry. I'm kinda getting used to it.