Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Way to go, banana-heels!
Some people have no class...
Fuck you sick bitch! No, fuck you!
My heart burns there too
...and that's all that ever mattered. - Thanks.
Henry Bowers.
I'm every nightmare you've ever had! I'm your worst dream come true!
Junior, bring me a cigar.
I got this, and this, all right.
Let's go.
- I'm sorry. I was looking for Marsh. - Marsh?
The first time I ran a mile, I puked, then fainted.
- Don't play with them anymore. YOUNG EDDIE: But they're my friends.
Why would I do that? How could I be so blind?
In fact, I haven't ever. I mean, I've never even been with anyone.
- Yeah, he just knows. - Yeah.
You're too old.
Oh, Mr. Keene...!
Help me!
Beverly Marsh. Beverly Marsh.
Follow up on this Miller thing.
I haven't heard from him in 30 years.
- What, chubs? - Dig the wax out of your ears!
Honey?
Ooh-woo, ooh-woo-oo.
- This purse, it looks new. - Oh, dear God!
... there by the lake, the sun setting on our childhood.
Luan Loud. Luan L Loud, Girl
...I wouldn't pay to see a monster movie, I'd look in the mirror!
Come on!
Please help me.
I got a balloon for you.
Stan?
Everyone else is right outside.
These are for him, and for Stan.
Audra. Could we...?
Do you want to get yourself killed? God, Bill!
- It sounded like It was dying. - But what if It didn't?
I don't know about you...
I do. Every day.
An ornithologist. I like cataloging things.
We were going so fast, we beat the devil.
Yes.
...so I suggest we turn on the TV, go out and figure out what to do.
It's all coming down.
Like a good Boy Scout.
Ben!
- So was Stan. - Is that how you feel, Ben?
Beep, beep, Richie. Who's left? Ben? Bev?
- Don't take offense. - No.
Does she know I'm a sex maniac, and you prefer Perfect Strangers?
Oh, Mikey, Mikey, Mikey... Listen, kids...
Help! God, help!
I, Georgie, am Pennywise, the Dancing Clown.
What a bunch of handsome old men.
...we were, well, we were all losers.
Help!
Let's see you now.
- Lucky for me you had that hanky thing. - Be prepared.
I was always partial to licorice.
Who was on the phone?
- It's too horrible. They act... - Like it didn't happen.
- It did say Marsh on the doorbell. - Lf you're wise, you'll run, dear.
Don't you want a balloon?
Can you make it, Stan? Please.
For a minute there, I didn't.
That place scares me green. I think it's haunted.
I'd rather catch you than anybody else in the whole world, Beverly.
Before you die, I want you to think about every rock you threw...
My jacket. Outside pocket.
Swear.
Yeah, that's what I wanted.
I knew it was you. I've always known it was you.
Why don't you get out of here?
The fire at the Black Spot Club.
dd d
- After all that? - It was perfect.
- And we didn't say anything. - Not a word.
...disappeared without a trace.
Lt Ruth to Warrant officers: you're not real officers!
Is it an accident that none of us have kids?
Come on. Come on! Beep, beep!
We thought we did.
- Derry Inn, did you say? - Yeah.
Mr. Marsh!
Hello?
- I don't know what it is. - Now, don't insult my intelligence.
- Yes. - You promised.
I'm right here.
Don't you talk. You're gonna be fine, Spaghetti Man.
...and...
I don't know if I can go that fast again. Hold on.
You can put that on my card.
He was...
- My dad, he died of the Big C. - The Big C?
...and nothing would ever be the same again.
Suddenly, I'm feeling my way to the toilet.
- I've been lying. - About what?
... and I saw Stan running like something was after him.
Your hair is winter fire January embers
Bill and Audra are still here. Sadly, Audra 's condition is unchanged.
Why are you doing down here with these girls
Don't do that, and don't call me Eddie Spaghetti.
- I guess so. I gotta go. - Go?
YOUNG BILL: Hurry, Bev. Kill It! - Kill?
They're going in the pipes. We chased a dog in there. You go how we went.
...and then I want a flipping apology from you.
Kill them all. Kill them all...
You can get them if they believe, half believe or don't believe.
I said...
- Inside was light. - Bright lights.
I thought he was going to help me, but...
Help me.
PUNK 2: It's payback time, piggy.
- That creep was gonna kill Stan. - All of us!
YOUNG RICHIE: First it was a werewolf. YOUNG EDDIE: I just saw a clown.
Why is it so meannnnnnn?
ehat the fuck gays are fucking crazy
[BELCHES]
I can feel that. I swear to God I can.
...about three months before I saw this bike.
A high metabolism makes Richie hyperactive.
- Who? - Mike Hanlon.
Hang tough, champ. You're gonna make it.
- You don't mean Alvin Marsh? - Yes, my father.
Leave? Have you lost your mind?
Mine too.