[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: It’…
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27 years after overcoming the malevolent supernatural entity Pennywise, the former members of the Losers' Club, who have grown up and moved away from Derry, are brought back together by a devastating phone call.
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.
I love what he's done with the place.
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.
Time to sink!
Pennywise: Run, run, run, run...You haven't changed anything yet. You haven't changed their futures. You—you haven't saved any of them. Close your eyes, Bev. Beverly Marsh: Fuck you! Pennywise: If you don't believe...close them...and see.
Wow, you two look amazing. What the fuck happened to me?
I am the eater of worlds!
Wanna play truth or dare? Here's a truth, you're a sloppy bitch!
Let's kill the fucking clown!
All those buildings, all those sit-ups! I also knew you were going to die alone.
This meeting of the Losers Club has officially begun.
You've got to be fuckin’ kidding me.
Could say that was long overdue. Get it, 'cause we're in a...library.
Richie Tozier: Who killed a psychotic clown before he was fourteen? Eddie Kaspbrak: Me. Richie Tozier: Who stabbed Bowers with a knife he pulled out of his own face? Eddie Kaspbrak: Also me. Richie Tozier: Who married a woman ten times his own body mass? Eddie Kaspbrak: Me. Richie Tozier: Yeah. You'…
Close your eyes if you don't believe. Close them and see.