Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Help me. Help me.
MR. MARSH: Bevvie.
What's your sex life?
Almost as if it never happened. I have to go.
- No, I understand. - It's hard to call you.
Well...
And the itsy-bitsy spider
Doing voices is my game. This is Stan Uris.
Hi-Yo, Silver! Away!
How could I have forgotten?
[SCREAMS]
Me with my friend
I should go home naked! You're so disgusting!
Henry.
Who was it, honey?
- Pam, I said no calls until... - I'll take it.
This is battery acid, you slime!
You made it for me?
- Yeah, now I do. - Speaking of Stan. Stan?
Richie, please, for the last time, don't call me that.
We're hot tonight.
- Let's get It. YOUNG EDDIE: It's dead!
If you want Bill as a friend, don't talk about George.
- It's probably the early or mid 1700s. - Hold it.
He started collecting photos that go way back.
That's awful.
Motherfucking Mr. pickles Motherfucking Mr. pickles
Man, Koontz is the worst.
I should go home naked! That is disgusting!
No offense, pal. It ain't helping.
- I was in on it. - And me.
- Promise me! - You're crazy. This is crazy!
I'm Eddie Kaspbrak. Sonia Kaspbrak's son?
Give Mike a chance to fill us in before we scatter. Is that too much to ask?
I'll get it. Richie, do you have a key?
LARRY: I can 't even ski in my own living room.
You work too hard.
Me picking up the phone Me getting a call from my teacher to talk to my parents
- Mike Hanlon? - Yeah.
YOUNG RICHIE: Wake up, hot stuff. That ain't Daddy.
Last chance. Get out!
- You seen a fat kid here? - No.
I have to tell you guys something before we go in there.
Almost overnight.
Nothing like a good pull on the old lung-sucker, huh?
Beat It.
You too?
- Bev, someone calling from Maine. - Maine?
- Eddie, what's going on? - Nothing!
Hahaha
It's taking him. Bill!
Belch?
Come here, son. You'll like it down there.
But I do know that I appreciate what you've done for everyone.
You've forgotten your lessons.
I swear.
YOUNG BEN: Daddy?
Belch!
It either came to help us or we created it. But maybe...
Kiss me Chuck E. Cheese’s Chuck E. Cheese’s ran away
I'm gonna change clothes.
Go b-bug somebody else, I don't feel so hot.
Your hair is winter fire
- Not even 12 and already with some boy! - Let me alone!
International reservations, please.
I knew your father a little.
Cowgirl
PATTl: Stannie?
- Get out of Derry while you still can. - Mr. Keene, please.
And in order to feed it has to take on some kind of physical form.
I just saw something. And I have no idea if it was real...
Just shut up! The day I make a great deal for you...
Bev, get up front, where you can get a clear shot.
I was pretty sure It was asleep.
I'm ready now. Are you?
- Maybe that means he's afraid. - It.
Like Velma Daniels, she was in my class. Who's next?
You killed my brother, George, you bastard!
I was thinking, if you didn't have anything better to do...
I'm coming upstairs to scrub your back...
You okay, buddy?
YOUNG EDDIE: Okay, see you later. YOUNG STAN: Bye, Eddie.
MIKE: Georgie.
You'll die if you try. You'll die if you try...
- What you doing? - Something for school.
Some kind of lights.
What? A 7-year-old goes to Acapulco for a wild weekend?
Do you understand?
My God.
...the Egyptians, the Indians.
And you saved Stan's life. You remember that part?
eat fucking shit ugly ass clown die motherfucker die eat a dick nigga bitch
I know, Mom.
- Goodbye. - Bye, Stan.
We live in dangerous times, boys and girls. I want you to be careful.
- Yeah? MIKE: Bill, is that you?
Go downstairs and get a mop from Mr. Marsh and clean this up!
Thank you.
...you float too!
I wish you could come too. She's your boat, really.
Officer Nell.
- The barrens? - Where the kids used to play.
[PHONE RINGS]
Get to bed.
Maybe a rash of runaways.
Swear to me that if It isn't dead...
We'll have our own home one day.
RICHIE: - So I say, Go ahead, make my day!
The idea of a vacation didn't even occur...
I want to be a rock 'n' roll singer or an impressionist.
Silver.
There were killings, maimings, disappearances. Mostly children.
Your mother is determined that you're ill.
Guys!
It wakes up every 30 years and it feeds.
Are you suggesting we leave it lying there?
I said there ain't nothing there.
Something like that. Just saying hi to some old ghosts, you know.
What am I gonna do?
I really wanted It to kill me.
- How do you know it'll work? - Why wouldn't it?
I'll explain this to you one more time.
The nightmare is over. Police involvement was cursory...