It, Part One

IT
Written
by
Chase Palmer & CJ Fukunaga
Based on the novel

by
Stephen King
Current revisions by
Gary Dauberman
03.11.16
ii.
I'm every nightmare you ever had! I am your worst dream come true!
I'm everything you ever were afraid of!
OPEN ON:
Rain. Lashing a windowpane. A PIANO PLAYS somewhere off

screen. Charles Ive’s Sonata No 2 for Piano.
INT. BILL’S BEDROOM - DAY
A little boy gazes out into the storm. Nervous, eager, sweet.
GEORGIE DENBROUGH (7).
GEORGE
Sure I won’t get in trouble, Bill?
BILL (13), his brother, sits up in bed, surrounded by tissues

and sheets of newspaper. Finishing creases on a PAPER BOAT.
BILL
Don’t be a wuss. I’d come with you
if I weren’t (cough) dying.
GEORGE
You’re not dying.
BILL
You didn’t see the vomit coming out
of my nose this morning.
He throws a Kleenex at Georgie.
BILL (CONT’D)
Now g-g-go on, get the wax.
GEORGE
In the cellar?
BILL
You want it to float don’t you?
Georgie. Hesitant. Scared, even. Resigned, he looks over at

the WALKIE TALKIES laying on the shelf. Grabs one and goes.
CUT TO:
TITLE CARD:
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2.
INT. BILL’S HOUSE - DAY
Georgie hurries downstairs, catching a glimpse of their

mother SHARON DENBROUGH (30s) in the parlor playing piano, an
earthy beauty transported to another world while she plays.
INT. KITCHEN - BILL’S HOUSE - DAY
George’s stomach sinks as he comes face to face with THE

CELLAR DOOR -- the only thing between George and the monster
in the basement of his imagination.
INT. CELLAR DOORWAY - CONTINUOUS
Flinging the door open, George ventures his arm into the DARK
VOID. He gropes around and finds the LIGHT SWITCH. Nothing.
George snatches his arm back. The dark basement glares back
at him, taunting. One... Two...
Walkie CRACKLES. Georgie jumps, startled.
BILL
(over walkie)
C’mon! H-Hurry up!
Recovering, Georgie scrambles down the steps to THE CELLAR

SHELF. Sifts through junk as fast as he can: a BROKEN
FLASHLIGHT, TURTLE WAX, a bag of colored BALLOONS.
He grabs the BOX OF PARAFFIN near the back of the shelf, and
hurries back up the stairs as we quickly track towards him,
about to pounce. The door slams in our face.
Bill melts a chunk of paraffin with a match in a ceramic

bowl, then dips his finger into the hot liquid and smears the
wax along the sides of the boat.
BILL
There you go. She’s all ready,
Captain.
They both grin, the cozy room full of cheerful brotherly

love. George kisses Bill on the cheek, startling him.
GEORGIE
Thanks, Billy.

3.
BILL
D-Don’t forget to put on all your
rain stuff before you go out or
mom’ll blow a circuit.
He goes. Bill looks to the rain-lashed window, piano still

playing. He’s suddenly filled with a sense of foreboding.
EXT. BILL DENBROUGH’S HOUSE - DAY
Holding his boat, George exits through the Front Door. Once
more, the Walkie in his Slicker’s Pocket CRACKLES to life --
WILL
(through Walkie)
Be careful.
George stops and looks up at his Brother in the window

looking down on him. Georgie gives a little wave.
EXT. WITCHAM STREET - LATER
A DEAD TRAFFIC LIGHT sways overhead, its black lenses gazing

back at A BOY IN A YELLOW SLICKER AND RED GALOSHES.
George races down the street past dark houses after his PAPER
BOAT, which sluices along a gutter swollen with rushing
rainwater toward the intersection.
Angle on the dripping street signs: WITCHAM & JACKSON.
Rain taps on George’s hood sounding to his ears like rain on

a shed roof, a comforting almost cozy sound. The buckles of
his galoshes make a merry jingle as he goes.
The boat whistles past a blockade of sawhorses marked DEPT OF

DERRY PUBLIC WORKS. Georgie ducks under one to keep up with
his boat. Continues to run, head down until --
SMACK! He runs right into one of those sawhorses, cutting off

his path. Georgie falls back while the Boat sails on.
GEORGE
No!
George gets back to his feet. Chases after his paper boat,
reaching it just as it surfs up to the drain, circles around
twice, and is swallowed up. George looks ready to cry.
GEORGE (CONT’D)
Oh, Bill’s gonna kill me.

4.
He peers into the storm drain, water falling into darkness.

A dank hollow sound comes from within, the boat kicking in
and out of the shadows.
George snakes his arm through the grate, reaching for the
boat, his nose pressed against the curb. Just as he’s about
to get it a face appears.
A GREASY WHITE FACE
George recoils from the storm drain, spooked. That’s when a

VOICE, a sad voice, rises up.
PENNYWISE
This your boat?
George looks around, hoping someone else is around to hear

this. It’s just him and the torrential rain. An OLD WOMAN
watches from the window of a house behind the storm drain.
CUT TO:
POV from the OLD WOMAN’s house. She turns her attention back
to her cat, scraping out the wet innards of a can of tuna
into a plate on the window sill. It meows.
BACK TO GEORGIE:
PENNYWISE (CONT’D)
It’s a nice boat. Floats.
George looks back at the drain. Deep inside there, lingering

just on the edge of the shadows...
IS A CLOWN
Not Bozo, or Ronald McDonald, but something more old world,

freakish, like that of a 19th-century acrobat -- bald, lithe,
almost child-like. PENNYWISE.
GEORGE
Why are you in the sewer?
PENNYWISE
Oh, the circus said not to say.
GEORGE
How come?
PENNYWISE
They don’t let me in on that stuff.
I just do my tricks for the kids.
You look like a nice boy. I’ll bet
you have a lot of friends.

5.
GEORGE
Three. But my brother is my best
best...
George glances at the paper boat, now kicking between

Pennywise’s gnarly white feet. Pennywise picks up the boat.
PENNYWISE
Your best best. Is this his boat?
GEORGE
He made it for me.
A big grin swells across Pennywise’s face.
PENNYWISE
That’s a good brother. Where is he?
GEORGE
In bed. Sick.
PENNYWISE
Let me cheer him up. I’ll bring you
both to the circus.
GEORGE
He won’t want to go.
PENNYWISE
Why not? There’s cotton candy and
bearded women and all the balloons
your brother could want.
GEORGE
He’s 13. He thinks balloons are
dumb. And clowns are dumb.
Pennywise’s face turns, a dawning awareness.
PENNYWISE
Well you don’t do you?
George shrugs.
I’ll take just you then.
GEORGE
I don’t know. I’m not supposed to
talk to strangers.

6.
PENNYWISE
Smart parents, smart parents. Well
I’m Bob Gray. Pennywise to my
friends. What do they call you?
GEORGE
G-Georgie.
PENNYWISE
Georgie. Now we aren’t strangers,
are we?
George shrugs, still not convinced.
I promise I’ll have you back in
time for dinner. Give me your hand,
we’ll shake on it.
GEORGE
You’re still a stranger. I don’t
want to talk to you.
PENNYWISE
Okay, shake and give me the silent
treatment. Zip your lip up and
shake --
With his left hand Pennywise pretends to zip his own lip
while offering his right through the sewer drain.
-- and I’ll give you back your
boat.
Pennywise holds Georgie’s boat out of the drain with his

right hand. Georgie reaches out both hands, his left to
receive his boat and his right for a handshake to signal
their friendship. He gets ever closer when --
Pennywise lunges. Grabs Georgie’s hand. Jerks him down and

toward the sewer, baring his mouthful of razor-like teeth.
CUT TO the OLD WOMAN’s POV again.
The cat devours its food, the old woman pleased with his
appetite. She hears a scream and looks up, dropping the food
and heading for her door as quickly as her old bones permit.
BACK ON GEORGIE
On the ground. Crawling away from the drain. A gnawed and

bloody stump where his right arm used to be seconds ago.

7.
But at least he’s getting awa--
YANK! Georgie is pulled back into the blackness of the Storm

Drain. Screaming as loud as his little lungs can manage.
CUT TO the OLD WOMAN’S POV one last time.
As she totters from her building, staring in terrified

wonderment at the drain across the street which has swallowed
Georgie Denbrough whole --
SMASH CUT TO:
TITLE CARD:
JUNE 1989
EXT. DERRY - AERIAL - DAY
In the distance, settled on a crosscut of the Penobscot River

and Kenduskaeg Stream rests the TOWN OF DERRY, MAINE.
TILT STRAIGHT DOWN to HANLON ABBATOIR
SEVERAL multi-acre, manure filled sheep pens stand empty. One

has 50 sheep ready for slaughter, a path leading from the pen
grows narrower as it feeds into an industrial complex
designed for slaughter.
CUT TO:
A SHEEP. Big and bleating. Looking right at us.
STUNBOLT GUN enters frame. Inches from the Sheep’s glabella.

Also known as ‘that space between your eyes.’
It’s held there. For a squirm-in-your-seat amount of time.
VOICE (O.S.)
Pull it, son.
That’s LEROY HANLON (60s). He looks much older though.

Working every day of your life will do that to you. And he’s
the Hanlon in --
HANLON ABBATOIR
It’s his grandson MIKE (13) that holds the Stunbolt Gun.
Leroy describes Mike as ‘soft’. Because of reasons like this:

8.
VOICE/LEROY
Go on now. Pull it.
Mike’s hand shakes. Nerves getting to him.
MIKE
I don’t want to do this.
LEROY
People need to eat.
MIKE
But how would you feel? Raised for
food...
LEROY
Like I’d want you to get it over
with is how I’d feel... Remember
what I told you? You gotta do this
quick. If the animal senses what
you’re about to do, if it starts to
fear you, adrenaline courses
through its body and changes the
taste and the meat winds up tough.
He snatches the Stunbolt away from Mike. And without a

moments hesitation he squeezes the trigger and --
Whompf! The Sheep falls. Mike stares at its bleeding-out

carcass as Leroy hangs the Stunbolt.
LEROY (CONT’D)
You need to start taking more
responsibility around here, Mike.
Your Dad was younger than you when
he took this over...
MIKE
But what if I can’t? What if I
don’t want to do this, be here...
LEROY
Look at me. Let me tell you about
being here. ‘Cuz you need to
understand something. There are two
places you can be in this world.
You can be out here, like us. Or
you can be in there, like them...
Leroy points to the other Sheep. Lined up and waiting in the

Slaughter Pen for their turn with the Stunbolt.

9.
LEROY (CONT’D)
And if you waste too much time
hemming and hawing, that choice is
gonna be made for you. ‘Cept you
won’t know it til you feel the bolt
blast right between your eyes...
INT. DERRY MIDDLE SCHOOL - DAY
Doors fling open and ROWDY 6TH, 7TH, and 8TH GRADERS spill
out into the halls like sheep. Books are hurled in the trash,
lockers emptied out, papers strewn all over -- summer is
officially commenced. Swept up among this madness is...
BILL DENBROUGH (13)
Handsome and gangly, a boy straight out of a Sally Mann

photo, still haunted by the memory of his little brother.
EDDIE KASPBRAK (13)
A boy abnormally small for his age, his INHALER holstered in

his medicine-filled fannypack;
RICHIE TOZIER (13)
A video game and television freak with bug-eyed glasses;
STANLEY URIS (13)
Tightly wound. Repressed. Anxious. Wears a kippah.
BILL
How’s it work?
EDDIE
They slice part of his penis off.
RICHIE
That can’t be true. He’d have
nothing left...
Eddie takes a puff off his INHALER.
STANLEY
That’s a real knee-slapper, Richie.
So funny I forgot to laugh...
RICHIE
So which is it? Knee-slapper or you
forgot to laugh?
BILL
For serious, Stan. Wh-what happens?

10.
STANLEY
I don’t know, I read some stuff
from the Torah and make a speech
and then suddenly I become a man.
RICHIE
That sounds like a lot of work. I
became a man by banging Ed’s mom...
STANLEY
Richie. Gross.
They turn right toward the exit leading to endless summer but
we push forward through the swarms of school kids and find --
TRAVIS BOWERS (16) and his thug sidekicks: BELCH HUGGINS

(15), PATRICK HOCKSTETTLER (17) and VICTOR CRISS (15) -- one
a lunkhead oaf, another a perpetually giggly fire-starting
sociopath, and the last one a scrap and scab junk yard dog
type. They nudge each other to look over at --
BEVERLY MARSH (13). Tossing a cloud of auburn hair away from

her wary green-gray eyes. Proud but not conceited, she’s the
envy and natural enemy to all popular girls.
Speaking of which --
A group of PRETTY POPULAR GIRLS, some in field hockey

uniforms with pleated skirts they’ve rolled up extra short
and carrying their sticks, join Travis and the others.
The prettier leader, GRETTA (14), rolls her eyes as she sees
who has their attention...
GRETTA
If I have to see that bitch one
more time this summer...
A GIRL next to Gretta drops her backpack to her side and

fishes out a field hockey ball from its front pocket.
GIRL #1
I think I can handle this.
Tee-ing up the ball she smacks it towards Beverly’s shins.

Quick, a startled Beverly lifts one leg and the ball hits the
lockers behind her with a loud CLANG.
GIRL #1 (CONT’D)
Sure know how to spread ‘em, slut!
Peals of laughter from the group.

11.
Beverly turns and darts down the hallways so they can’t see
the reddening of her face.
GRETTA
Run, bitch!
EXT. EMERGENCY EXIT - DERRY HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
Pudgy BEN HASCOMB (13) lingers with his bike. He has

headphones ON, connected to a Walkman. Doesn’t hear the door
open behind him and Beverly step out. Ben blocks her way.
She taps him on the shoulder. Startled, he turns and rips off
his headphones. Like he’s embarrassed.
BEVERLY
You gonna let me go by or is there
a secret password or something?
BEN
Sorry.
He steps aside. But Beverly doesn’t move. Instead lights a

cigarette like a pro. Exhales a long stream of smoke before --
BEVERLY
“Sorry’s” not a password. Travis
and his goons are over by the west
entrance so you should be fine...
BEN
I wasn’t...
He was.
BEVERLY
What are you listening to?
She grabs his headphones before Ben gets a chance to react.

Which is a shame. Because as she puts ‘em on all we hear is --
I’ll be loving you forever... As long as you want me to be...
Ben. Red. Beverly. Surprised.
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
Wow. New Kids on the Block.
BEN
I don’t even like them. I was
just... y’know...

12.
BEVERLY
Oh, wait. You’re the new kid,
right? Now I get it...
BEN
There’s nothing to get --
BEVERLY
It’s fine, really. I’m --
BEN
(blurting)
Beverly Marsh.
A little too quick. His ears turn red with embarrassment.
BEN (CONT’D)
I just know ‘cuz we were in social
studies. Together, in the same
class. You were...
(ugh, forget it)
I’m Ben. But everyone pretty much
just calls me --
BEVERLY
“The new kid.”
BEN
Even though I’ve been here four
months already...
BEVERLY
Well Ben, there are worse things to
be called...
Ben crushing on her.
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
Can I sign your yearbook?
She doesn’t even wait for his answer and takes his YEARBOOK
out of his hands. Opens it and sees she’s the first, and
only, to sign it. Her heart breaks a little for him. She
writes “Stay Cool” and signs her name with three hearts.
Ben sees a FAINT YELLOW BRUISE on her forearm. Beverly

notices him noticing.
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
“Stay cool” Ben from sosh class.
BEN
Uh, you too, Beverly.

13.
Ben watches her go, totally smitten.
BEVERLY
“K.I.T.”
Feeling brilliant for an instant--
BEN
“Get laid in the shade!”
Then smacks his head. “Laid in the shade”? Really? Burning

with shame he hops on his bike.
Through the parking lot past a DERRY POLICE BOOTH, where a

little gathering of cops eat donuts (CHIEF BORTON among them)
not doing jack shit. The school MARQUEE reads:
REMEMBER THE CURFEW
7 P.M.
DERRY POLICE DEPARTMENT
Find Bill, Eddie, Richie and Stanley nearby watching --
The mother of Dorsey Corcoran, sleepless and desperate, scans

the throngs of departing kids. Her desperate eyes fall on
Bill, Richie, Eddie and Stanley. They avert their stares.
STANLEY
She actually expecting to see him?
EDDIE
Like, Dorsey Corcoran’s been hiding
in Home Ec the last three weeks.
BILL
You think they’ll find him?
RICHIE
Sure they will. In a ditch. All
decomposed, covered in worms and
maggots and smelling like Eddie’s
Mom’s va--
Richie is CHECKED TO THE PAVEMENT by Travis Bowers. His

glasses fall off and a pile of comics and video game
magazines spill from his back pack.
TRAVIS
Sorry chode. Didn’t see you.
Travis kicks the glasses away. Victor grabs Stanley’s

yarmulke and tosses it into the window of a departing bus.

14.
VICTOR
Frisbee, fuck nut.
Belch burps in Eddie’s face. Eddie wilts. Bill scoops up the

remains of Richie’s glasses, smashed by the bus.
BILL
You suck, B-B-B-B-Bowers!
Travis and his goons turn. They stare at Bill menacingly.
TRAVIS
You s-s-say something, p-p-pussy?
Everyone around them stops and watches, waiting for Bill to

respond. Eddie gives Bill a look to shut it. He does.
TRAVIS (CONT’D)
Yeah, thought so. You got a free
ride this year because of your
little brother. But ride’s over,
Denbrough...
He starts to move toward Bill. But he catches sight of Chief

Borton. Or more importantly, OFFICER BOWERS. Travis’ father.
Sadly, we’ll meet him more officially later.
Travis looks back at Bill and the others. Tension. He steps

back, giving the Boys some room to breathe. But not too much.
TRAVIS (CONT’D)
This summer’s gonna be a hurt
train, for you and your faggot
friends...
He heads off toward Victor’s Trans Am.
EXT. WITCHAM STREET - STRIP MALL - DAY
Backpacks. Unzipped. Stuffed with old homework, school

projects, battered notebooks, broken pencils.
Bill, Richie, Stanley and Eddie shake their backpacks out

over a dumpster in the back of Keene’s Pharmacy.
Purging themselves of the school year.
EDDIE
Best feeling ever.
RICHIE
I know one that’s better.

15.
Masturbating.
BILL
B-Barrens tomorrow, right?
Eddie, Richie and Stanley look at each other. The mood has
changed. Back to Bill:
STANLEY
Are we really going to start off
the summer looking for dead Dorsey?
EDDIE
Stan --
BILL
He isn’t dead.
STANLEY
Just missing. Right. Sorry, Bill.
Richie sees Mike on his bike pedaling past ‘em. Richie waves.
RICHIE
Hey homeschool...
MIKE
Hey...
They watch as Mike continues on, ultimately disappearing

around the corner. Like he’s some sort of urban legend.
RICHIE
Do home-schooled kids even get
summer vacation, ya think?
EDDIE
Their whole life is summer
vacation...
STANLEY
I don’t know. I bet it’s lonely.
Nevermind that --
BILL
S-So tomorrow? Barrens?
STANLEY
We’ll be there.
They all peel off in different directions. Bill and Richie on

their bikes, Eddie and Stanley on foot.

16.
INT. BILL DENBROUGH’S HOUSE - DAY
Dust collects on the piano in the living room. A stale quiet

suffocates the house. The only sound the ticking of a clock
and the distant yelling of playing children.
EXT. BILL DENBROUGH’S HOUSE - DAY
Bill walks up his driveway as --
BILL
He th-th-thrusts his fists against
the po-po-po-po-SH-SH-SHIT...
Breathe deep, Bill. Take it slow.
BILL (CONT’D)
He th-thrusts his fists against the
po-posts... B-but still insists he
s-sees the ghosts.
Skids to a stop at the mailbox. He opens it and sifts through

mail, coming across a BROCHURE FOR ACADIA NATIONAL PARK.
His face lights up.
BILL (CONT’D)
Hey Ma.
She’s watering their planters, mind a million miles away.

Only when one overflows and spills onto her shoes does she
snap out of it --
SHARON
Damn it, Bill. You could’ve said
something.
She goes to the spigot and turns off the hose.
ZACH (O.S.)
Bill! That you?!
Bill pushes his bike up to the GARAGE, brochure in hand.
Sees his dad, ZACH DENBROUGH (40), sits at his woodworking

bench whittling a lump of wood into a DUCK DECOY. Behind him
dozens of colorfully painted decoys are arranged on display.
BILL
Western Grebe. Want help painting --
ZACH
I thought we agreed.

17.
He points to the corner, which is taken up by an elaborate,

labyrinthine, scale model of the Derry sewers made out of
yellow plastic hamster tubes.
BILL
Before you say anything.
ZACH
Bill --
BILL
Just let me show you something
first...
Bill grabs a G.I. JOE ACTION FIGURE off the tool bench and
sticks it in the tubes. He turns on the hose, sprays it at
the model, and G.I. Joe goes sweeping through the plastic
tunnels. Shooting onto the drain marked “Barrens.”
BILL (CONT’D)
The Barrens. It’s the only place --
ZACH
He’s gone, Bill.
BILL
But if the storm swept Georgie in,
we should’ve --
ZACH
He’s gone. He’s dead. What’s done
is done. Now please take it down.
Zach folds a SEWER MAP that Bill had stapled above.
ZACH (CONT’D)
And next time you take a sewer map
from my workshop ask permission.
Gut punched. Bill looks to a HAMSTER IN AN EMPTY CAGE.
BILL
Guess you get your tunnels back.
As he starts disassembling the model -- quietly, to himself --
BILL (CONT’D)
He thrusts his fi-fists... against
the po-posts...
Water leaks from the mouth of the hose and pools slowly at
his feet. A sinister tremor disturbs its surface, or the
reflection of a face...

18.
EXT. COSTELLO AVENUE MARKET - LATER
Mike exits and hops on his bike. Doesn’t notice Victor’s

Trans Am pass him on the street. But we do. And as Mike takes
off in the other direction we keep with the Trans Am as it
stops and makes a slow U-Turn. Uh-oh...
EXT. EDGE OF TOWN - DIRT ROAD - LATER
Mike on his bike. On his own. Working his way back to the
Hanlon Homestead when --
Victor’s Trans Am appears behind him.
INT. VICTOR’S TRANS AM - CONTINUOUS
Victor behind the wheel. Travis reaches over and HONKS the
horn. Mike turns. “Oh shit...” all over his face.
EXT. EDGE OF TOWN - DIRT ROAD - CONTINUOUS
Mike pedals fast as the Trans Am screams up on him, like it’s

going to chew ‘im up and spit him out. At the last second --
Mike turns off the road. Losing control of his bike. Leaps
off but its speed keeps it upright and it CRASHES into --
A GNARLED, LIFELESS TREE.
Trans Am blasts past Mike. Amazing you can even hear their
laughter over the roaring engine. Leaning out of the window --
TRAVIS
Stay the fuck out of my town!
Trans Am disappears around the bend. But it isn’t until the

sound of the engine fades that Mike gets back to his feet.
Collects himself.
Walks back to his bike, half-hidden in the bushes. Rips it

free from the brushwood and kneels to examine it.
Bent rim, broken spokes, snapped chain.
As he inspects the tires, he freezes. Like he senses a

presence behind him. He turns right as --
Something darts into the bushes. Can’t be sure what it was

but it looked like a messy mass of MELTED HANDS.

19.
Not wanting to investigate further, Mike stands and starts to

quickly push his bike back onto the road and out of town.
INT. DERRY SYNAGOGUE - DAY
Stanley reads from the TORAH as the RABBI -- aka Stanley’s

Dad -- watches over his shoulder. Waiting for a fuck up.
STANLEY
Baruk atah Adonai, eloheynu
meleek...
There it is.
RABBI
Melehk. Start again.
Trying harder -- nervous --
STANLEY
Baruk atah Adonai, eloheynu
melehk... melehk...
Oy vey --
RABBI
Ha‘olam...
STANLEY
Ha’olam, asher bahkar mikal..
RABBI
Banu mikal! You’re not studying,
Stanley. You’re not studying and
yet this is exactly what this time
is about... Taking responsibility
for one’s own religious life. If
you don’t want to study for you,
think of your mother. Think of me.
How is it going to look if the
Rabbi’s son can’t even finish his
reading? Do you want to bring shame
on me and your mother, after all
we’ve done for you?
STANLEY
No, sir.
RABBI
Or on people of this Synagogue?
STANLEY
No, sir.

20.
RABBI
On yourself?
Stanley shakes his head.
STANLEY
No, sir.
RABBI
Your actions say otherwise.
Stanley’s eyes well up with tears. Doesn’t want to be a

disappointment. Not to his Father. Not to anyone.
The Rabbi hands Stanley the scroll.
RABBI (CONT’D)
Put the scroll away. No one up here
is using it anyway.
INT. DERRY SYNAGOGUE, DOWNSTAIRS - MOMENTS LATER
Ashamed, Stanley walks down the old, molding stone stairs to

the basement of the synagogue. He finds his
DAD’S OFFICE
A scholar’s study. Rabbinical papers, journals, and books. So

many books. On one of the walls hangs a PAINTING: Judith.
Standing naked, holding her sword in one hand and the
decapitated, bloody head of Holofernes in the other.
Stanley glances up at Judith as he passes with the scroll.

Like he can’t help himself. Even though he’d rather not.
Creak...
Behind him, the Door to the Mikveh OPENS. A darkness beyond,

seems to beckon him. Stanley steps toward. Like he might
enter. But instead --
He SLAMS the door shut. Spooked.
EXT. NEIBOLT STREET - DAY
Eddie walks down the street with crumbling asphalt that runs
along the canal and the OLD TRAIN YARD.
Beep beep beep. He looks at his Casio Calculator Watch. Alarm

has been set. Stops. Digs into his pocket.

21.
Pulls out a BOTTLE OF PILLS. Open it and dumps a few into his
hand. Different colors. About to pinch one up but --
Man, can’t shake the feeling he’s being watched.
He looks over at
THE HOUSE ON 29 NEIBOLT STREET
A plot infested with giant ratty sunflowers that hem in an

abandoned, boarded up structure with a rotted, sloping facade
that looks like Munch’s The Scream.
But no sign of anyone inside. Or out.
Unnerved, Eddie quickly looks at his pills. Starts to walk

again as he tries to put them back in the bottle when --
CoughCough.
Not sure from where.
Startles Eddie. Drops his pills. They scatter over asphalt.
EDDIE
Shit.
He looks back over at The House on 29 Neibolt Street.
Still no sign of anyone.
But hey, do you remember if the Front Door was open before?
Because it is now.
Eddie quickly kneels. Trying to collect his scattered pills

and stuff ‘em back into his Medicine Bottle.
EDDIE (CONT’D)
Moms gonna kill me...
He reaches for A RED PILL when --
SOMEONE ELSE’S HAND picks it up instead. And let me tell you

about this hand. If I can. Without throwing up.
Start with The Thumb. Or what’s left of it. Because really

it’s nothing more than a NUBBIN which serves as an outpost in
a sea of flaky flesh full of Open Sores and Hanging Scabs.
Glistening with puss. And snot. Probably a mix of both.
It is the Hand of Disease.

22.
It is the preview -- the amooze blech -- of what is to come

as Eddie looks up and sees --
A leprous, tumorous HOBO. A case study for Everything Awful

Ever. A wet sponge of sickness.
HOBO
Think these’ll help me?
Hobo COUGHS again.
Eddie squishes his face. He can feel the spittle stick and
his skin absorb the messy microbes especially as --
Hobo blows his nose into his hand. Wipes it on his Coat
Sleeve. We see the hint of a WHITE RUFFLE underneath.
I mean, maybe you see it. Or maybe you’re too focused on the
long string of snot that droops down from his nose.
HOBO (CONT’D)
Think these’ll make us float?
Hobo limps toward Eddie. Dragging his dead leg behind him.
Eddie scrambles back.
Not realizing he’s making his way closer to The House on 29

Neibolt Street. Until he turns around and sees --
An Orange Glow emanating from underneath the Front Porch. As

if a sunset is happening just beyond the rotted lattice.
Eddie.
Fixated on that glow.
As the Hobo gets closer and closer.
We might lose Eddie here but --
BeepBeep.
Of his Watch again.
Blinks.
Eddie realizes the Hobo is right on him -- how’d he get to

him so quick? -- and takes off running into the
BACK YARD
Reaches the Chain Link Fence.

23.
Looks back at the House and sees --
Pennywise.
On the Back Porch.
Holding a bunch of Stringed Balloons in one hand as he waves

to Eddie with the other.
PENNYWISE
Where ya going, Eds? If you lived
here you’d be home by now!
Scared sick, Eddie begins to climb the fence. Not an easy

feat for someone of his weak and feeble nature.
Falls to the other side.
Looks back. Ready to see something even worse but --
Pennywise is gone.
Eddie pulls out his Inhaler. Takes a puff.
INT. HANLON HOUSE - NIGHT
Mike picks at his food. Leroy studies him. Half-amused.
LEROY
Long day?
Mike. Lost in thought.
LEROY (CONT’D)
Something happen while you were out
on collections?
Says that like he already knows the answer. Which is why Mike
glances up at him. For a small moment.
LEROY (CONT’D)
Saw your bike. You have another run
in with the Bowers boy? Or is it
something else...
MIKE
Something else like what?
LEROY
Dunno. You tell me.
And right before we think Mike is going to confide in his

grandfather, he stops. Has questions of his own:

24.
MIKE
Why do we live outside of town? Is
it because of the Bowers?
LEROY
No. We live out here because I want
the best for my grandson. See, it’s
not just the Bowers that ain’t
right... It’s that whole town
that’s wrong...
Before going further, he pauses to consider his grandson. Is

he old enough? He decides. Sets down his fork. He leans in.
It’s time for him to learn the truth about Derry:
LEROY (CONT’D)
Do you know what a haunt is?
INT. EDDIE’S KITCHEN - DAY
While Eddie watches, Bill and Richie raid the kitchen like
feral animals, stuffing Capri Suns, a bag of marshmallows,
whatever snacks they can find into their backpacks.
EDDIE
What if someone catches us--
BILL
It’s the public works. We’re the
public, aren’t we?
One cabinet is FULL OF PILLS. Ignoring that, the boys collect

their things and head into the
LIVING ROOM
On their way out the Front Door. MRS. KASPBRAK, an enormous

300-pound woman, is stuffed into a recliner. Muumuu. Moles.
Curlers. Painting her nails as her eyes are glued to Donahue
on their small Zenith TV. Maybe she won’t notice them leav--
MRS. KASPBRAK
Eddie-bear --
Damnit. She did.
MRS. KASPBRAK (CONT’D)

-- where you boys off to in such a
rush...?
Eddie to Bill and Richie: Help. Please.

25.
BILL
Uh, just my b-backyard, Mrs. K. We
got a new badminton set.
She looks them over, assessing whether this is a lie.
MRS. KASPBRAK
Okay, but sweetie don’t go rolling
around on the grass. Especially if
it’s just been cut. You know how
your allergies can get.
EDDIE
Yes, ma.
BILL
I’ll take good care of him, Mrs. K.
Almost home free but --
MRS. KASPBRAK
Eddie? Aren’t you forgetting
something?
Eddie slumps. Knows exactly what he’s forgetting. He trudges

over to his Mother. As the other boys watch. Kisses his
Mother on the cheek. She smiles.
RICHIE
Want one from me too, Mrs. K?
Bill chokes down laughter. Mrs. Kaspbrak shoots a look at

Richie. Like, you wish. On their way out --
EDDIE
Knock it off, Rich.
INT. DERRY LIBRARY - READING ROOM - LATER
Green globes, curved iron staircases, shadowy charm. Ben sits

at one of the long tables. Outside the Window, he sees --
Bill, Richie, Eddie and Stanley pedal past. A sharp reminder

of his solitary state. He looks down at a POSTCARD. Reads the
poem he’s written on it:
BEN
Your hair is winter fire/ January
Embers/ My heart burns there, too
Satisfied, he addresses the postcard to “Bev Marsh” when --
THUMP!

26.
Pointy-nosed MRS STARRET, 40s, slaps a dusty old book on the

table next to Ben. He jumps, startled. Jeezus...
MRS. STARRET
Found it. It was behind the
radiator in the basement.
BEN
Thank you, Mrs. Starret. Why wasn’t
it in the stacks?
He goes for it but Mrs. Starret slides it back. Out of reach.
MRS. STARRET
Isn’t it summer vacation? I would
think you’d be ready to take a
break from the books.
BEN
I like it in here.
He glances at a newspaper on a table there, a headline with a

grisly photo reads: “BODY FOUND BY CANAL NOT CORCORAN BOY”
BEN (CONT’D)
My mom works two jobs so it’s
better than being home alone.
MRS. STARRET
A boy should be spending his summer
outside with friends. Don’t you
have any friends?
BEN
Can I have the book now?
MOMENTS LATER
Ben slides the dusty old book to him, its jacket reads: “A
HISTORY OF OLD DERRY BY BRANSON BUDDINGER.”
He flips through pages. Through history. Renderings of Early

Penobscot settlements. Looting by the British in 1812.
Sawmill boom soon after. And then PHOTOGRAPHS. Like this one:
Children at the OLD IRONWORKS, in their Easter best holding

baskets of eggs, gathered around a CIRCUS WAGON. Whatever
they are looking at, entertained by, is just out of sight.
He turns the page and is greeted with a HEADLINE:
EASTER EXPLOSION KILLS 88 CHILDREN, 102 TOTAL

27.
Underneath, another PHOTOGRAPH of the Ironworks. Or what’s

left of it. Which isn’t much. He turns the page to find --
A PHOTOGRAPH.
Townspeople surround a tree. Pointing up at something in its

branches, with varied versions of horrified expressions.
What is it? There in the branches?
Ben turns the page. Same Picture. Almost. Because we’re

CLOSER now to the object in the tree. Ben turns the page
again. CLOSER. Another page. CLOSER. Another. CLOSER.
This continues until we’re right in the branches with --
THE DECAPITATED HEAD OF A SMALL CHILD.
Ben slams the book shut and pushes it away. He looks around
the library, spooked. Mrs. Starret blithely stamps books
behind her desk. Everyone goes about their business.
But what about --
THAT PINK EASTER EGG
At the top of the stairs leading to the Archives.
Does no one else see it?
Curious, Ben gets up from the table. Grabs his postcard and
stuffs it into his pocket. Eyes on the egg. Walks over.
He picks the egg up. Hefts it.
Ben looks around, getting the uneasy sense he’s being

watched. He’s about to turn back when he sees --
AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS
ANOTHER EASTER EGG. Yellow. With a RED BALLOON tied around

it. Ben goes down into the
ARCHIVES ROOM
Even in the daytime it’s dark. So there’s no telling what

stalks the labyrinthine aisles with high-walled shelves.
Ben picks up the yellow egg. Stares at it. Considering.
VOICE (O.S.)
That one is mine!

28.
A SMALL HAND snatches the Easter Egg from Ben. Startles the
hell out of him. He sees a BOY, 8, disappear down an aisle.
He’s carrying an Easter Egg Basket and wears a Knicker Suit,

as was the style at the beginning of last century.
BEN
Wait!
Ben chases after him.
Loses him in the aisles. But a growing sense of fear as he

rounds the corners. What was that? And that?
Noises. Fade. Shadows. Creep.
Ben finds himself back at the beginning.
Crack.
Like a dropped egg.
Ben looks over at the stairs. Yolk oozes down a step.
BOY
Look what I found, Benny.
From the top, the Boy takes a step down. Only his legs are
visible, the rest of him obscured by the overhang.
He takes another step. Wobbly, like he might fall. A little

more of him is revealed. No basket. So he uses the crook of
his arm for his eggs. Not the best way to transport ‘em and --
Crack.
One more egg gone.
He takes another step down. Revealing his torso. And then

another step, revealing --
The Boy. Headless. Little wisps of smoke curl up into the

air, coming out of the gaping hole that used to be his neck.
He takes another step and loses the other eggs.
Crackcrackcrackcrack...
Ben takes off running into the aisles. Boy chases. Ben
screams, running as fast as his fat legs can take him. Until
he runs right into --
Mrs. Starrett.

29.
MRS. STARRETT
I think it’s time you leave.
Ben. Catching his breath. Looks behind him. No sign of the

Headless Boy. Or the eggs.
EXT. DERRY LIBRARY - DAY
Ben exits. Rattled. Clutching the postcard. Crosses over to
MONUMENT SQUARE
Walks by the STATUE OF THE GOVERNOR OF MAINE. Its eyes seem

to follow Ben. Sensing this, Ben meets its gaze. Unnerved.
TRAVIS (O.S.)
Where you off to, Chubs?
Fuck. Travis steps out from behind the statue. Ben stuffs the
postcard into his bag, spins around and --
Behind him, Hockstettler. Victor and Belch on either side.
HOCKSTETTLER
Can we come?
EXT. KISSING BRIDGE - MOMENTS LATER
Travis and the boys drag Ben onto the bridge. They fling Ben
against the railing and flip up his sweatshirt, exposing his
fat belly. Belch slaps it hard. Ben screams.
BELCH
Look at the cellulite!
Victor squishes it in his hands, SQUEALING like a pig.

Patrick pulls out his lighter and a can of hairspray.
HOCKSTETTLER
Let me light his hair like Michael
Jackson.
Hockstettler jettisons a fireball with his make-shift flame

thrower, just past Ben’s head.
TRAVIS
Just hold him.
Travis pulls the buck knife from his jeans. Ben’s eyes go
wide. He looks around for help.
A CAR putters down the street and crosses the bridge.

30.
An OLD COUPLE sit in front with glazed looks. They catch eyes
with Ben. See his tears. But do nothing. As the car passes,
reveal in the backseat --
A RED BALLOON.
TRAVIS (CONT’D)
Okay, new kid. This is what us
locals call the kissing bridge.
It’s famous for two things.
Sucking face and guess what else?
Ben scans his surrounding, the bridge’s old wooden beams

CARVED UP with hundreds of hearts and names of lovers.
BEN
Wait! Travis, don’t--
In two quick motions Travis SLASHES A BRIGHT RED “T” in Ben’s

belly. Victor and Hockstettler laugh. Belch is unsettled.
BELCH
Whoa, Travis.
TRAVIS
Shut up. I’m gonna carve my whole
name on this cottage cheese.
Ben is too shocked to scream. He looks over his shoulder at

the stream behind him, then back at Travis’s bloody grin.
TRAVIS (CONT’D)
Now say it with me. What comes
after T?
Ben plants his heel in Travis’s chest and launches himself

backward over the railing, out of the grip of Victor and
Snatch. Travis is knocked back on his ass onto the pavement.
EXT. KENDUSKAEG STREAM - CONTINUOUS
Ben tumbles down the culvert, fetching up hard against a

fallen tree. He picks himself up as --
TRAVIS
I’m gonna cut your tits off! I
swear to fucking God.
Travis leaps over the railing with the knife, Victor, Snatch
and Hockstettler right behind.
Ben darts off across the water into a thicket of woods.

31.
THE BARRENS
Travis trips, tangling up his whole crew. They all go

splashing down in the stream, where Travis LOSES THE KNIFE.
Travis gropes around for his lost knife, suddenly hysterical.
TRAVIS (CONT’D)
Find my knife! My old man will
kill me! You two find fattie.
Travis and Victor search the stream, hands passing right by

where the BLADE IS WEDGED UNDER A LOG.
Hockstetter and Belch take off after Ben.
CUT TO:
A VENTED IRON MANHOLE COVER. Stamped onto it is --
Derry Sewer Department
This is the Morlock Hole. A cement cylinder that sticks about

four feet out of the ground. A DRONE. Somewhere deep within.
We move beyond it to reveal,
THE BARRENS.
A messy, untamed tract of land. Big and green and wild. We

follow a trickle of water to its source --
A LARGE SEWER DRAINPIPE.
Eddie paces at the entrance. Stanley moves to join Richie

further inside, scraping a branch against its grimy
corrugated walls. Stanley turns to Eds --
STANLEY
Aren’t you coming in?
EDDIE
Uh-uh. It’s gray water.
RICHIE
What the hell’s gray water?
EDDIE
Tell ‘em Bill, what your Dad said.
Bill is deeper in the LONG CAVERNOUS SEWER PIPE, which

extends into pitch darkness. Beyond it though, you get a
sense of something lurking... something waiting...

32.
BILL
It’s where all the wa-wa-wash water
and storm drain runoff goes.
EDDIE
It’s sewer water. Piss and shit.
I’m telling you guys you’re
splashing around in millions of
gallons of Derry pee.
Richie dips his branch in the water and sniffs the tip.
RICHIE
Smells okay to me.
Bill sees something in the muck and fishes it out.
BILL
Guys.
EDDIE
Serious. Have you ever heard of a
staff infection --
BILL
Guys!
They all shut up and turn to Bill, holding a sneaker.
STANLEY
Shit, don’t tell me that’s--
BILL
No. Georgie wore galoshes.
He flips Richie the sneaker, nods to look inside. Richie

flashes his key-ring light, sees “D. CORCORAN” written on the
sole in black marker.
EDDIE
Who’s sneaker is it?
Bill fishes it out with a branch, afraid to touch it.
RICHIE
Dorsey Corcoran.
EDDIE
Shit. For real? Oh fuck. That
totally freaks me out...

33.
RICHIE
How do you think Dorsey feels?
Running around these woods with
only one friggin’ shoe.
The Others look at Richie: Did he really just say that?
STANLEY
What if... what if he’s still here?
They all lock eyes.
Richie picks up a stick and starts sloshing deeper into the

dark pipe where the shoe was found. Eddie stays frozen.
RICHIE
Dorsey!?
EDDIE
Really! Stop! We’re gonna get in
trouble. Richie!
RICHIE
What?
EDDIE
My mom will have an aneurism if she
finds out I was playing down here,
I’m serious.
RICHIE
Eds, you get within twenty feet of
a peanut she has a cow. Come home
with Dorsey Corcoran’s corpse, she
might actually have a whole herd.
EDDIE
That’s so not funny. Bill?
Bill, who has been uncommonly quiet, finally speaks.
BILL
If I was D-Dorsey I would want us
to find me. Georgie too.
He dumps out a bag of marshmallows and bags the shoe.
RICHIE
Who do you think is doing this?
BILL
I don’t know. Maybe this will help
us find out...

34.
EDDIE
What if I don’t want to find out?
RICHIE
What?
EDDIE
No offense, Bill, but I don’t want
to end up like... I don’t want to
go missing either...
STANLEY
He has a point.
BILL
Y-y-you too?
STANLEY
Don’t you guys feel it? It’s like
something is out there... watching
us... like it wants us...
BILL
What are you talking about?
RICHIE
Yeah, Stan. You’re really creep --
RUSTLING.
From the bushes.
They freeze. Waiting. Wondering. Is Stanley right?
MORE RUSTLING.
A FIGURE crashes out of the brush.
Eddie falls back.
None of ‘em speak as we reveal, Ben. Barely standing before

them. Beaten. And bloody.
RICHIE (CONT’D)
Holy fuck. What happened to you?
Ben collapses.
EXT. BARRENS - CONTINUOUS
Hockstetter and Belch split up. One going this way. The other
going that. Hockstetter hears commotion up ahead. The Boys.

35.
He smiles and picks up his pace. Passing the droning Morlock

Hole as he creeps up toward the Sewer Drainpipe.
Our boys are in for it.
Hockstetter peeks through the bushes. But no sign of Ben,

Bill, Richie, Eddie or Stanley. But he hears the ECHO of --
FOOTSTEPS.
From inside the Sewer Drainpipe. SplishSplashing through the

water. Hockstetter enters the --
SEWER DRAINPIPE
HOCKSTETTER
I hear ya, fattie.
He giggles, excited by the chase. It bounces off and around

the sewer walls. As he steps further in.
Approaching the darkness, Hockstetter pulls out his LIGHTER

and his can of HAIRSPRAY. Flicks the lighter. Presses down on
the spray can valve and --
Whooosh!
A flickering and licking long stream of flame shoots out

ahead of him. A makeshift flamethrower.
Illuminates the Sewer for an instant before --
Blackness returns.
Hockstetter takes a couple more steps. Sound of trickling

water, faint noise of distant traffic overhead. And...
...that’s not calliope music is it? For a split second I

thought I heard... Nah, never mind. Anyway --
Whoooosh!
More grey water. More slimy sewer walls. More darkness.
Hockstetter stops in a SHAFT OF SHARPLY SLICED SUNLIGHT,

shining through the SEWER GRATE directly above him.
He listens.
Something there. In the darkness beyond. PitterPatter of

Footsteps. Wet, raspy breathing. Sniffling.
He steps out of the light and into the dark.

36.
HOCKSTETTER (CONT’D)
Don’t think you can stay down here
all damn day now!
Whoooosh!
Nothing. Darkness returns and an eerie silence settles in.
Whooooosh! Whoa --
DEAD CHILDREN.
Surround Hockstetter. Staring at him. Their eyes lit by the

orange flame. Or is that orange glow coming from within them?
Can’t tell. Happens all too quick before their cloaked again
in the black nothingness of the sewer.
Hockstetter quickly flickers the lighter.
A soft glow.
Holds up the spray can. Presses down. But it doesn’t work. So

he RATTLErattleRATTLES it. Like a rattlesnake about to
strike. Sound amplified by the tunnels.
Whooosh!
MORE DEAD CHILDREN. And standing among them...
Pennywise.
His smile begins to grow, as his jaw becomes unhinged.

Revealing rows and rows of teeth right before --
Blackness returns.
Hockstetter about to flick his lighter again but instead --
Crunch.
He SCREAMS.
Hear his FOOTSTEPS.
Running.
We don’t see him again until he stumbles and falls into

another SHAFT OF LIGHT. He looks chewed and spit out. Like a
bad piece of gristly meat.
He looks up into the light.

37.
HOCKSTETTER (CONT’D)
HELP! DOWN HERE! HELP!
EXT. KANSAS STREET - CONTINUOUS
On the Sewer Grate. As cars drive past and pedestrians walk

by. No one hears the horrible screams. Except for us.
And only because we know it’s there.
INT. SEWER - CONTINUOUS
Hockstetter looks behind him. Something fast approaching. He

gets back to his feet. Runs as fast as he’s able.
In and out of periodic light.
Stumbles again. Tripping over a RUSTED, BROKEN PIPE. He picks

it up. Turns.
HOCKSTETTER
COME ON! COME ON! LET’S GO!
He waits. Ready to throw down. Sees something slowly approach

in the darkness. Can’t make it out yet... but then barely...
A RED BALLOON floats toward him.
Only stops when it gets right up to his bleeding, bruising

face. So he can see something written on the other side.
He rotates the balloon to read --
I LOVE DERRY!
POP!
Balloon breaks.
Pennywise right behind it.
Hockstetter opens his mouth to scream.
Pennywise lunges.
Dragging Hockstetter back into the blackness for good.
EXT. RICHARD’S ALLEY - CONTINUOUS
The kids tear into the alley, dazed and bloody Ben riding
double with Richie, bikes clattering to the pavement.

38.
BILL
You guys wait here.
Bill, Eddie and Stanley disappear around the block.
INT. KEENE’S PHARMACY - DAY
Tampons. Lots of varieties. Too many. Beverly stares at them

all. Overwhelmed and unsure.
GRETTA (O.C.)
Dad, I’m gonna take off early...
Gretta appears from the back. Beverly turns away to hide as

her sworn enemy exits through the Front Entrance right at the
same time that Bill, Eddie, and Stanley rush in --
GRETTA (CONT’D)
Watch it, losers!
We stay with the boys as they race down one of the aisles.
Eddie snatches cotton balls and antiseptic and bandages off
the shelf like an expert. Bill checks prices.
BILL
Woah, that’s a lot of dough.
Eddie pulls out one crumbled dollar.
EDDIE
All I got.
BILL
You have an account here don’t you?
EDDIE
You crazy? My mom finds out I
bought this stuff for myself I’ll
spend the whole weekend in the
emergency room getting x-rayed.
They glance at the mirror where MR. KEENE (50s) the grumpy,
eagle-eyed pharmacist watches them like a hawk as he fills
prescriptions. Beverly comes up behind them.
BEVERLY
Where’s the fire?
STANLEY
None of your business.

39.
EDDIE
There’s a kid outside, looks like
someone killed him.
BEVERLY
Shit. Can I help?
Beverly puts her tampons down at the counter. Mr. Keene

smiles at her.
BEVERLY
I like your glasses, Mr. Keene. You
look like Clark Kent.
MR. KEENE
(flattered)
Oh, I don’t know about that.
BEVERLY
Can I try them?
Surprised by the request, he tentatively takes them off and

hands them to Beverly. She puts them on and smiles back.
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
What do you think?
MR. KEENE
Did Lois Lane wear glasses?
She takes them off and hands them back, knocking over a
display of CIGARETTES. They clatter to the floor.
BEVERLY
Shoot. Sorry.
Mr. Keene leans down to pick them up. Beverly looks to Bill
and Eddie who grab the bandages and race out the store.
EXT. KEENE’S PHARMACY - DAY
Bev strides out. Bill waits for her by the curb under a
COLORFUL MURAL about the FBI’s ambush of the infamous Bradley
Gang, a celebrated slice of Derry town history.
BILL
Th-Thanks.
He tries to give her his crumpled bill and some change. She
flashes a pack of STOLEN CIGARETTES.

40.
BEVERLY
Even Steven.
She looks over and sees Ben, Eddie and Richie in the alley.
Staring at her. She waves but then realizes --
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
Wait -- Ben from sosh?
ON BEN
He’s trying to decide what’s worse. Being seen like this or

being caught listening to New Kids on the Block.
Answer: Doesn’t matter. They both suck.
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
You okay? That looks like it hurts.
Trying to man up --
BEN
Nah, I’ll be fine. I just fell.
RICHIE
Right into Travis.
BILL
Sh-shut it, Richie.
RICHIE
Why? It’s the truth...
BEVERLY
Are you sure they got.. the right
stuff... to fix you up?
Ben smiles, nods. The inside joke between them eases the pain
a bit. He’s about to say something but --
BILL
W-we’ll take care of him. Thanks
again, Beverly...
BEVERLY
Sure. See you around.
They watch her walk back down the Alley and turn onto Center
Street. Bill -- like Ben -- is smitten.
STANLEY
Good going bringing up Travis,
Richie...

41.
EDDIE
Yeah, you heard what she did.
BEN
What’d she do?
BILL
Nothing. They’re just rumors.
RICHIE
Who cares if they are or not, this
blood ain’t gonna clean itself...
They get to work on Ben.
But we PAN UP to the MURAL and notice, painted in the shadow

of one of the windows, a white face watching the ambush with
a bloodless, sinister smile. PENNYWISE.
CUT TO:
A FRESH BANDAGE.
Ben peels it away, inspecting the wound underneath.
STANLEY
How’s it looking?
BEN
Better...
They’re at
BASSEY PARK QUARRY, LOVER’S LEAP
A massive rock formation.
Ben looks at Bill, Richie, Stanley and Eddie all stripped to

their tightie-whities, standing in a line staring at the
edge, the black water foreboding, endless.
BILL
Who’s first?
RICHIE
Eddie?
EDDIE
Screw that.
Ben walks over. He wants to earn his keep.

42.
BEN
I’ll go.
EDDIE
With those cuts you have on your
chest, I’m not sure if getting in
this water--
RICHIE
Will you stop with the grey water
shit. You make it seem like any
water we get in is like swimming in
an out-house.
BEN
What’s grey water?
RICHIE
Don’t get him started.
BILL
I’ll go first.
BEVERLY (O.C.)
Gang of sissies.
The boys turn around to see Bev stripping out of a one piece
summer dress down to her underwear. Before they can
comprehend what’s happening, she sprints off the edge and
jumps into the water. BOOM. Cannonball.
The Boys look at one another. And then one by one --
They jump.
Don’t know what color your eyes are baby but your hair is
long and brown...
EXT. BASSEY PARK QUARRY, SHORE - LATER
...legs are strong, and you’re so so long and you don’t come
from this town...
Beverly lays out on a rock. She’s sun-drenched. As Richie’s

Boom Box nearby continues playing Love and Rocket’s 1989
summer radio hit “I’m Alive”.
Bill, Ben, Stanley, Richie, Eddie lay on other rocks, leaving

a distance between them and Beverly. None of ‘em bold enough
to lay near her. But all of ‘em wishing they were as they
sneak their stares in.
I’m alive, huh, huh, so alive...

43.
Beverly turns to lay on her stomach, the sudden movement

startling the boys, so they all look away. Busy themselves
with other things...
Like Richie turns to Ben’s Backpack. Filled with books and

papers. He starts to go through it as he realizes --
RICHIE
Newsflash, school’s out for summer.
BEN
That’s library stuff. Not school
stuff...
Richie finds The Postcard.
RICHIE
Who sent you this?
Ben snatches it away.
BEN
No one.
He looks over at Beverly. Specifically, at her KNAPSACK.

Eddie flips through a book on the History of Derry.
EDDIE
What’s with the history project?
BEN
Oh, uh, when I moved here I didn’t
have anyone to hang out with or
anything, so I just started
spending time in the library.
RICHIE
Seriously? You went to the library?
On your own? For fun?
Bill and Richie take a closer look. Beverly joins them.
BEVERLY
I want to see too...
She sits down next to Bill. He can barely concentrate with

her so close to him. Skin smells like sun lotion.
Beverly looks at him and smiles. Not sure what to do -- oh,

awkward youth -- Bill turns back at Ben’s Research.

44.
A XEROX shows an 1879 newspaper story with two old photos:

the first of loggers posed in front of the Silver Dollar
Saloon with schooners of beer in one hand and axes in the
other, the second of five bodies chopped up on the sawdust
floor. Headline screams: “FIVE MASSACRED IN BROAD DAYLIGHT”
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
Why is it all of people getting
killed and missing kids?
BEN
Dunno. That’s Derry I guess.
EDDIE
Like any town, right, been around
long enough, bad things happen? I
mean, all history is a long line of
bad things happening to people.
STANLEY
Try reading the Torah.
BEN
Yeah, but Derry’s not like any town
I moved to. And we’ve moved a lot.
Did you guys know people die
violently here or disappear like
six times the national average?
BEVERLY
You read that?
BEN
(nodding)
That’s just adults. Kids are worse.
Way worse.
The Kids look at each other. Creepy...
BEN (CONT’D)
I’ve got more stuff if you wanna
see it...
Off their “Fuck Yes” faces --
INT. BEN’S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
Panicking, Ben hurries into his messy bedroom. We can hear

the others coming up the stairs behind him as he kicks dirty
underwear under the bed -- tosses PJs in his dresser --
stuffs books of poetry into his desk right before --
Beverly enters.

45.
Followed close behind by the other Losers.
Ben turns, wondering what he was thinking to invite them all

here. Jeezus, what did he forget?
All the attention is on his Bedroom Walls. Every inch is

papered with more Xerox Copies of Newspaper Articles and
Photographs. All on the History of Derry. Loggers drinking
beer in the Silver Dollar in the 1880s. Little Kids on an
Easter egg hunt at the Old Ironworks in 1907. FBI MEN stand
over a bank robber’s bullet riddled car in the 1930s.
RICHIE
Wow...
BEN
Cool, huh?
Richie looks at him, concerned.
RICHIE
No.
Stanley sees a copy of an old document with 90 signatures.

INCORPORATION OF THE TOWNSHIP OF DERRY.
STANLEY
What’s this? Declaration of
Independence?
BEN
The charter for Derry Township.
RICHIE
Nerd alert...
Ben quickly looks over at Beverly. Trying to cover --
BEN
No, it’s kind of interesting. Derry
started as a beaver trapping camp.
RICHIE
Still is. Am I right, boys?
Beverly shakes her head. Bill throws him a look: D-dude...
BEN
Ninety-one people signed the
charter that made Derry. But then,
later that winter, they all
disappeared, without a trace.
Lets it sink in. He’s got ‘em.

46.
EDDIE
The entire camp?
Eddie is freaked out by this revelation.
ON BEN’S DESK
Next to some half-built models, Bill finds a few SLIDES.

Holds them ONE BY ONE up to the light as Ben continues:
BEN
There were rumors of Indians but no
sign of an attack. Others thought
it was a plague or something. It
was like everyone just woke up one
day and left. The only clue was a
big hole in the ground where the
wellhouse was.
RICHIE
Jesus, we could get Derry on
unsolved mysteries!
Intrigued by all the stories, Beverly finds herself over by

Ben’s Bedroom Door. Obscuring more articles. She starts to
close the door to get a better look and sees a POSTER
hanging’ tough on the back. New Kids on the Block.
She turns and sees Ben. Beet red, staring right at her.
Horrified. That’s what he forgot...
Beverly quickly opens the door again before any of the other
kids see it. Ben exhales, relieved. Kind of.
ON BILL. Holding up another slide: The First Map of Derry.
BILL
Wh-where was the wellhouse?
BEN
Somewhere in town, I guess...
STANLEY
What’s the point of all this? What
are you gonna do with it?
BEN
Dunno. Just killing time I guess.
RICHIE
Benny boy, if you’re gonna start
killin’ time with us fools, do it
right...

47.
Richie opens his backpack, full of teeth rotting and MSG-

filled goodies. The kids pounce. Bill looks thoughtfully over
the walls and books, then at DORSEY CORCORAN’S SHOE.
INT. POLICE STATION - DAY
Bill hands Dorsey Corcoran’s shoe, still wet in a marshmallow

bag, a map rolled into it, to Chief Borton (50s, pudgy). The
wall behind him is plastered with fliers of kids, each with
“MISSING” or “MURDERED” over their smiling faces -- with
names like Dorsey Corcoran, Betty Ripson, Chad Lowe, Missy
Albrecht, and others aged 3 to 19.
BILL
We found it in the barrens.
Borton looks over at Officer Bowers. Christ...
CHIEF BORTON
Thank you, son, we’ll take it from
here...
BILL
If it’s a serial killer aren’t you
suppose to call in the F-F-FBI or
something?
OFFICER BOWERS
The FFFBI? They must be real
official...
Laughs, proud of his own joke but --
BILL
This isn’t some joke. Look at all
the bad stuff that happens here.
People disappear here six times
more than the nat-nat-national
average. With kids it’s even wo-
worse and what do you do? Nothing.
CHIEF BORTON
These things happen. Every now and
then a town suffers some weather,
doesn’t mean we need outsiders
lifting the lid in our outhouse.
Derry can take care of her own.
BILL
(pissed)
Y-y-you...
Prick? Asshole? Fucknut?

48.
BILL (CONT’D)
Useless.
He turns and leaves.
INT. BEVERLY’S APARTMENT - NIGHT
A slummy apartment over Lower Main Street. Beverly’s Dad, MR.

MARSH (late 30s), still in his janitor’s uniform from Derry
Home Hospital, sits passed out in front of the TV.
Entering the apartment, Beverly quietly tiptoes past him.
INT. BEVERLY’S APARTMENT, BEVERLY’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Beverly dumps out her knapsack. Among her belongings, she

finds a POSTCARD. With a familiar poem.
From the Living Room, her Father clears his throat. Is he up?
Taking no chances, she hurries into the
BATHROOM
With the Post Card. Shuts the door. Locks it. Reads the poem
aloud to herself --
BEVERLY
Your hair is winter fire/ January
Embers/ My heart burns there, too
It’s from ‘Your Secret Admirer’.
Beverly blushes. Sees there isn’t any return address. As she

wonders who it could be from she hears --
CHILD’S VOICE (O.S.)

Help me.
Beverly looks around for the voice, startled.
CHILD’S VOICE (O.S.) (CONT’D)

Help me, Beverly.
It comes from THE SINK DRAIN, above her head. She leans
forward over the basin, looking down into the dark void...
BEVERLY
Is s-someone there?
Nothing. BEV’S EYE PEERS DOWN THROUGH THE CIRCLE OF LIGHT.

49.

We all want to play with you.
She gasps. The single voice turns into a cacophony, bubbling

up through the ages.
CHILD’S VOICE (O.S.) (CONT’D)

Come play with us, Beverly. Come
play with the clown. You’ll float.
Terrified, Beverly dashes out.
INT. BILL’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Bill’s mom washes the dishes while Bill sits at the table and
eats a bowl of ice cream. Zach flips through a Popular
Mechanics, still in his overalls from the DERRY PUBLIC WORKS.
BILL
Did you guys see the brochure?
No response. Finally his dad stirs.
ZACH
Sorry?
BILL
Acadia. I thought we could start
planning our park trip this year.
His dad stops mid flip, looks to Bill’s mom who’s on edge.
BILL (CONT’D)
Otter Cove. Bubble Pond. Cadillac
Mountain.
His mom throws down a dish and, unable to compose herself,

storms upstairs. All the air goes out of the room.
BILL (CONT’D)
What did I say?
Zach wants to respond but can’t. He goes to the sink and

turns off the faucet.
ZACH
Sorry, champ. Your mom and I, we--
BILL
If it’s about money, I’ll mow
lawns, paint fences, whatever.

50.
ZACH
It’s not that.
He fiddles his wedding ring. Zach is too upset to look his

boy in the eye.
ZACH (CONT’D)
Your brother just looked forward to
this trip so much, you know. It was
his favorite.
He takes Bill’s bowl of ice cream, throws it into the sink

and goes, Bill’s spoon left hanging over nothing.
BILL
Mine too.
INT. BEVERLY’S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Bev finds HER FATHER (40s) now asleep in front of the TV.
His toolbelt is thrown up on the coffee table. She creeps
over and steals the TAPE MEASURE.
INT. BEVERLY’S APARTMENT, BATHROOM - NIGHT
Beverly stands over the sink basin, tape measure in hand. The
voice is silent.
BEVERLY
Hello?
She unfurls the tape into the drain, its tip disappearing
into the void. FOOT BY FOOT she snakes the tape into the
drain, until it’s fully extended at 20 feet.
She waits for a voice. Nothing.
Slowly, she begins to reel the tape back in, counting down
the length as it winds back in. 16 feet... 15 feet... 14
feet... AT 13 FEET VISCOUS BLOOD COATS THE TAPE.
BEVERLY GASPS and drops the measure. It goes clattering into

the sink, the tape coiling up like a snake, blood flickering
everywhere as she stumbles back, tripping into the shower.
BLOOD GOUTS UP FROM THE SINK DRAIN
Like a demonic ejaculation -- blood splatters the mirror, the

wallpaper, bouncing off walls and covering Beverly. She
SCREAMS and runs out the door...

51.
INT. BEVERLY’S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
...into her father, who comes charging up the hall. She

screams again, recoiling away.
MR. MARSH
You okay, Bevvie?
BEVERLY
The bathroom! In the bathroom--
He places his hand on her cheek, tender.
MR. MARSH
Daddy’s here now. It’ll be okay.
He takes her hand. They step into...
INT. BEVERLY’S APARTMENT, BATHROOM - NIGHT
Mr. Marsh looks around, eyes wide, blood splattered

everywhere, but the blood doesn’t register with him.
MR. MARSH
Bevvie, child, what’s my tape
measurer doin’ outta my toolbelt?
He steps over and grabs the BLOOD-COATED TAPE, clipping it

onto his belt, blood on his hands now too.
MR. MARSH (CONT’D)

You should ask me if you want to
touch my things. I ask you, don’t
I?
BEVERLY
I-- I--
He doesn’t seem to see any of it. Only Beverly can. She

realizes this.
He pulls back the shower curtain, leaving behind bloody

fingerprints. A spider scurries toward the drain.
MR. MARSH
Was that it? A spider?
Bev’s speechless. She staggers back. He catches her wrist.

Bevvie, you okay?

52.
BEVERLY
Yes. That’s it. The spider.
MR. MARSH
(smiling)
I thought so. They can’t hurt you.
You know that don’t you?
He crushes the spider under his boot, grinding it in.
BEVERLY
Yes, sir. I’m sorry for waking you.
He comes over to her, smoothing out her hair over her

forehead, proprietary. The blood on her face like finger
paint. This is when he scares her the most.
MR. MARSH
You worry me, Bevvie. You worry me
a lot.
BEVERLY
I know, daddy.
He rests his forehead against hers, breathes in her scent.
MR. MARSH
You’re growing up so quickly.
He looks her up and down.

You were Daddy’s little girl, now,
you’re changing. Tell me you’re
still Daddy’s little girl?
She averts her eyes, nods, placating. Satisfied, he goes back

down the hall to his game. Beverly darts into her bedroom,
slamming the door behind her.
INT. DETAIL ON CEILING - NIGHT
ANGLE ON a wet, dark spot as it grows on a white plaster

ceiling, the first droplet of water forming. SLOW MOTION as
it breaks away and falls through space...
SMASH CUT TO:
INT. BILL’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
...onto Bill’s face. He doesn’t stir. More droplets follow.

Tap, Tap, Tap. Finally, Bill awakes. Looks up at:

53.
A leak in the ceiling.
Bill flips back his covers.
INT. BATHROOM HALLWAY - NIGHT
Bill grabs a bucket from a utility closet and walking back

sees the door open to the GEORGIE’S ROOM, a light on...
INT. GEORGIE’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Bill enters, the room frozen in time.
GEORGIE’S TOY BOX is open, a Lego Turtle standing next to it,

as if taken out to play.
Bill picks it up and sits down, Turtle in hand. He indulges

in the sadness that has engulfed his home for months. The
loss of his brother hitting him full force, he closes his
eyes to fight back the tears, but cannot.
He cries for Georgie. Photographs of Georgie, illuminated by

passing cars, seem to watch him from the walls.
A SHADOW seems to stretch across Georgie’s room from the

doorway. Bill looks up but no one is there.
INT. CORRIDOR - BILL’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Bill steps out of Georgie’s room and finds DARK FOOTPRINTS IN

THE CARPET. He leans down and touches one -- squishy and
wet. They track down the dark staircase.
Bill, heart pounding, follows the wet footprints down the

stairs, careful not to step in any of them.
BILL
Dad?
INT. DOWNSTAIRS - BILL’S HOUSE - DAY
At the bottom of the stairs Bill finds the footprints lead

TOWARD THE KITCHEN WHERE...
BILL
Ma?
Bill sees a YELLOW FLASH of something ducking around the

corner. Startled, Bill drops the Lego turtle, which smashes
into pieces and scatters across the wood floor...

54.
Bill looks back up the stairs half-expecting his parents to

wake up. Nothing but an eerie silence. He gathers his courage
and follows the wet footprints into...
INT. KITCHEN - BILL’S HOUSE - DAY
Bill steps in, face to face with THE CELLAR DOOR, the door
creaking closed, light snapped on behind it, footprints
disappearing down into the cellar.
He slowly approaches the door and reaches out for the handle,
but stops with second thoughts. He starts backing away, too
spooked to go down, when he hears...
A CHILD WEEPING BEYOND THE DOOR, then...
BILL
(voice quivering)
Georgie?
INT. CELLAR - BILL’S HOUSE - DAY
Bill opens the door, rickety stairs leading down into

darkness, the weeper somewhere in the recesses, along with
the steady sound of a LEAK.
Steeling himself, Bill descends. He gets to the last few

rungs and is thrown off for a moment seeing HIS REFLECTION in
the basement floor, as if it were A BLACK MIRROR. He realizes
THE CELLAR HAS FLOODED
Bill looks up toward the leak/weeping sound and sees, curled

in the same corner where we had that opening POV...
GEORGIE IN HIS YELLOW SLICKER.
Rain rolling off him like he’s still in a storm flooding the
cellar. He looks up at Bill, his skin bloodless, paper thin.
GEORGIE
I lost it, Billy. Don’t be mad.
BILL
Georgie?
Bill moves to step into the water when he hesitates, holding

his foot over it. He looks to Georgie whose expression of
distress seems insincere.
GEORGIE
It just floated off. But, Bill...

55.
Bill grabs a rake from the wall and pokes its tip into the
water. Impossibly, it goes ALL THE WAY TO THE HILT.
GEORGIE (CONT’D)
If you come with me, you’ll float
too.
Water and muck pour from his mouth as he says these last
words, an endless cascade.
Bill recoils, back-peddling up the steps.
Georgie starts to glide over the water toward Bill, who

realizes there is a creature beyond it, white face half
submerged like a crocodile, propping up Georgie’s body like a
MEAT PUPPET.
PENNYWISE begins to surface.
Horrified, Bill bolts up the steps, slamming and locking the

basement door behind him.
INT. DOWNSTAIRS - BILL’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Bill runs out of the kitchen, sliding on the scattered Legos

and cutting his feet. He bounds up the stairs right into...
His dad, wearing PJs. His mom shows at the door, not happy.
ZACH
Easy! What’s with all the
slammming?
INT. BILL’S HOUSE, BASEMENT DOOR - MOMENTS LATER
Bill and Zach stand over the stairwell. Zach turns the light
on and walks down, much to Bill’s horror...
BILL
Dad? Don’t!
Into a puddle of water.
ZACH
Dry as a bone, Bill. Sure it
wasn’t just a dream?
Bill holds himself, too freaked out to speak.

56.
INT. TRAVIS BOWERS HOUSE, TRAVIS’ BEDROOM - DAY
Travis puts cream on FRESH BELT LASHES across his back. All
around him on the walls are posters of monster trucks.
A HONK from outside.
He throws down his shirt and goes into the
LIVING ROOM
Passing his father, Officer Bowers. In his knock off La-Z-Boy

drinking a beer and watching the newest episode of ‘COPS’.
OFFICER BOWERS
Where you off to?
TRAVIS
Out with the guys.
Travis goes to pass him. Officer Bowers reaches out and stops
his son from going any further. Travis straightens. Knows the
routine all too well --
TRAVIS (CONT’D)
Vic’s house. Probably stop at Red
Apple first, pick up some things.
Officer Bowers stares him down. Like he isn’t sure what to do

with his son. Most likely knock him around some more. But
nah, too much work right now.
OFFICER BOWERS
Get me another beer from the fridge
before you leave.
EXT. TRAVIS BOWERS HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER
Travis runs out to Victor and Belch waiting in Victor’s Trans

Am. Belch is in the Passenger Seat.
TRAVIS
Out.
BELCH
I thought--
TRAVIS
Did I fuckin’ stutter?
Belch gets in the back.

57.
BELCH
You hear from Hockstetter any? Vic
and I are wondering --
TRAVIS
Who cares.
VICTOR
What about your dad? He get on you
about the knife?
TRAVIS
That fat ass knows he touches me
I’ll rip his head off. Now can you
fucking drive please and thank you
very fucking much?
BELCH
Where to?
And as if to answer to his question, Mike rides by on his

bike. Off to collect more payments.
TRAVIS
Go.
EXT. LOWER MAIN STREET - CONTINUOUS
Bill and Richie wait as Ben, Stanley and Eddie join them.
STANLEY
What’s going on?
BILL
Bev called. She’s freaked out about
something... Sh-sh-she told us to
wait out here until --
Beverly bursts out of the Apartment Building.
BEVERLY
You made it. I need to show you
guys something...
BEN
What is it?
RICHIE
Did we just win the Publishers
Clearing house ten million dollar
sweepstakes? If Ed McMahon is in
there I’m to going to lose my sh--

58.
BEVERLY
I just need to know I’m not crazy.
But my Dad will kill me if he finds
out I had boys in our apartment.
BILL
We’ll leave a lookout. Richie?
RICHIE
Yeah, whatever. Ed McMahon can
wait...
Bill, Stanley, Ben and Eddie go with Beverly.
INT. BEVERLY’S APARTMENT - DAY
Beverly opens the door. Afternoon sunlight illuminates

floating dust motes as Bill, Ben, Stanley and Eddie follow
her to the closed BATHROOM DOOR.
BEVERLY
In there.
STANLEY
What are we about to walk into?
BEVERLY
You’ll see.
She has no intention of going in. Bill pushes past Ben and
opens the door.
EDDIE
Oh God. Oh God.
THE BLOOD
Still there, faded into maroon clouds on the mirror and

wallpaper. Eddie reels back into the hallway with Beverly.
She looks from Ben to Bill.
BEVERLY
You see it?
Bill nods.
BILL
What happened?
Beverly is so relieved she almost cries.

59.
BEVERLY
The sink. It came out from there.
My Dad couldn’t see it. I thought I
was going crazy...
BILL
You’re not going crazy. I saw
something too.
STANLEY
You did?
BILL
Georgie.
EDDIE
Like a ghost?
BILL
N-no. He tried to get me to go into
the basement with him. It wasn’t
just him either. I saw this
other... I don’t know.
STANLEY
What’d you see, Bill?
EDDIE
The clown, right?
Bill doesn’t say anything. Which says it all. Eddie starts to

hyperventilate. Everyone looks over at him.
BEVERLY
You okay, Eddie?
BILL
Go outside. Keep Richie company,
okay?
Eddie just nods and walks out the door.
BILL (CONT’D)
We can’t leave it like this.
INT. BEVERLY’S BATHROOM - DAY
Bill, Stanley, Ben and Beverly clean like grim elves, using a
bucket of hot water, ajax, and some cloth rags. Slowly the
blood washes out. Reaching for the same rag, Bill and Bev’s
hands touch, a spark between them.

60.
EXT. BEVERLY’S HOUSE - DAY
Eddie and Richie stand lookout on the curb below. Eddie still
disturbed by what he saw.
EDDIE
So much blood...
INT. BEVERLY’S BATHROOM - DAY
While Ben and Stanley carry out trash bags of soaked towels,
Bill and Beverly pour the last bucket of pink water down the
bathtub drain. The bathroom now as clean as it ever was. The
bucket is filled with blood stained rags.
BEVERLY
January embers...
BILL
Huh?
BEVERLY
The poem?
BILL
(embarrassed)
I don’t really know much poetry.
He turns on the faucet to flush out the sink.
BEVERLY
Oh. Nevermind then. I was just...
They watch the water cyclone around the drain. Hoping the
awkwardness will get flushed away too...
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
It’s not true, y’know. What they
say about me...
BILL
I know. I never b-believed it. None
of us do. We like ha-hanging with
you...
Beverly smiles. Relieved. Shuts off the water.
BEVERLY
Thanks, Bill.

61.
BILL
Don’t thank me too much.
Unfortunately according to most
people hanging with us makes you a
loser...
INT. BEVERLY’S APARTMENT, BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
Ben stands, stunned at the wonder of being in her room. He

hears a giggle and looks out into the hall. Sees Bill and Bev
at the end of it, having their moment.
CUT TO:
A PUDDLE.
Reflection of the Losers’ ripple away as they push their

bikes through it, walking along the stretch of
KANSAS STREET
That borders the Barrens.
Beverly looks over at Bill. His brow furrowed. Like he’s

trying to solve a complicated math problem in his head.
BEVERLY
What is it, Bill?
BILL
All that blood at your place, and
you s-say your folks didn’t see any
of it... Last night at my house,
with Georgie and the water, my Dad
just acted like everything was
normal... I think if you’re a grown
up...
EDDIE
They can’t see It.
RICHIE
Can’t see what?
BEVERLY
It.
BILL
That’s why the cops won’t help, our
parents, teachers...
They stop. Because up ahead they see VICTOR’S TRANS AM.

Parked on the side of the road.

62.
EDDIE
We should --
BILL
Wait.
He points to MIKE’S BIKE tangled in the weeds next to it.
BILL (CONT’D)
Isn’t that Mike’s?
BEVERLY
We have to help him.
RICHIE
We do?
BILL
If we don’t, who will? That could
be any one of us...
CUT TO:
A PILE OF FRESH, GROUND MEAT. Raw, bloody. A fly buzzes

around it. Like, jackpot...
TRAVIS (O.S.)
Eat it.
Belch and Victor continue laughing as --
Travis’ WORK BOOT pushes Mike’s head closer to the meat in

the dirt. Mike tries to resist. But Travis pushes harder.
We’re in the
BARRENS
TRAVIS (CONT’D)
Eat it, ya fucking mutt.
Mike’s nose touches the wet meat. The faintest squish.
Travis pushes down again -- Mike’s hands slip in the gravel --

splat! -- his face goes into the meat.
Travis and his Boys whoop it up.
Still flat on the ground, Mike wipes the meat off his face.
And even in the midst of this, something BRIGHT RED in the
brown and green Barrens catches his eye.
A CLOWN?!

63.
Watching from the fringe.
Applauding the --
WHAM!
Mike gets kicked in the head. Damn, that hurt. Pushed to the
brink, he forgets what the fuck he just saw. Grabs a fistful
of meat and --
Whips it up at Travis and his Boys. Covers them in blood and

ribbons of lamb and beef.
Mike tries to scramble away but --
Belch hooks him by the collar. Throws him back down into the
gravel. Travis jumps on top. Grabs a handful of gravel and --
WHAM!
Travis gets hit HARD in the face with a rock. That’ll leave a
nasty wound that won’t go away for the rest of our story.
Attention snaps over to the --
LOSERS. Standing like saviors.
RICHIE
Holy shit.
STANLEY
Nice throw.
BEVERLY
Thanks. But don’t act so surprised.
BILL
(to Mike)
RUN!
Mike uses the second of distraction to push off of Travis and

get back onto his feet. He races over to join the Losers’.
RICHIE
ROCK WAR!
WHAM! Richie gets pegged with a Rock thrown by Belch. Maybe

he should have kept his trashmouth shut.
Loser’s pick up more rocks. Starts whipping ‘em at Travis,

Victor, Patrick, and Snatch.
The Bowers Gang returns fire. Everybody ducks for cover,

trying not to get hit. It’s a brutal battle.

64.
Cornered, Bill yells out his orders --
BILL
Run!
They do. And don’t stop until they’re safe. And as they all
catch their breaths on
CANAL STREET
Mike turns to the group.
MIKE
Thanks but you shouldn’t have done
that. He’ll be after you now too.
EDDIE
Travis? He’s always after us.
BILL
I-I guess that’s one thing we all
have in common...
RICHIE
Yeah, Homeschool. Welcome to the
Losers Club...
Off our Losers --
TITLE CARD OVER A MANHOLE COVER MARKED “DERRY PUBLIC WORKS”
JULY
A foot steps over it as we pan up to...
EXT. CANAL STREET - DAY
The Town prepares for a celebration. Red, White and Blue

Banners. Fireworks For Sale Signs. A Brass Band rehearses.
BEN
(pre-lap)
I was thinking about It. Ironworks
explosion in 1904. Bradley Gang in
‘32. The Black Spot in ‘59. And now
with Georgie, Dorsey and the
rest... It seems like this bad
stuff happens nearly every thirty
years...

65.
We find the Losers in
MONUMENT SQUARE
On a bench by the Paul Bunyan Statue.
STANLEY
So what -- this town is cursed?
MIKE
That’s what my grandfather
thinks...
All eyes on Mike.
MIKE (CONT’D)
You guys know what a haunt is?
RICHIE
You mean like in a ‘who-ya-gonna-
call’ sense?
MIKE
No, not like that... A haunt can
also mean like a feeding ground for
animals... Or for something else...
My grandfather told me he thinks
all the bad things that happen in
this town are caused by one
thing... An evil thing... that
feeds off the people of Derry...
STANLEY
But It can’t be one thing. We’re
all seeing something different...
MIKE
Yeah, but I think it’s because It
uses our worst fears to scare us...
BILL
I guess that’s why I’m seeing
Georgie...
EDDIE
I saw a walking infection. What’d
you see, Mike? Anything?
MIKE
Hands. Lots of hands, melted
together by fire...
RICHIE
Oh my God. That. Sounds. Awesome.

66.
MIKE
Well, what are you afraid of?
RICHIE
Clowns.
INT. BILL’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Bill can’t sleep. He lays in bed, eyes wet with tears, as he

stares at the lone Walkie Talkie on his shelf. Can’t bear to
look at it any longer, he rolls over to his other side.
Which is why he doesn’t see --
The Walkie’s POWER LIGHT blink GREEN. And a moment holds

before...
...STATIC.
Bill sits up and looks over at the Walkie. Its Talk Light
BLINKS on. Off. On. He reaches for it when --
GEORGIE
(through Walkie)
...ill? Bill?
BILL
Georgie?!
He grabs the Walkie.
GEORGIE
(through Walkie)
Help me, Bill. I’m scared.
BILL
(into Walkie)
Wh-where are you?
GEORGIE
(through Walkie)
It... It’s dark but it’s like, like
a tunnel, an upside down --
A BURST of STATIC. LOUD. Before silence.
Bill. Eyes red. Tears hot.
BILL
(into Walkie)
Georgie! GEORGIE!

67.
Bedroom Door OPENS. It’s Zach. Backlit by the dim light in

the Hallway as he says --
ZACH
Bill? What’s going on in here? Why
aren’t you asleep?
Clutching the Walkie, Bill looks up at his father. So much to

say... But would he listen? Would he believe? Bill decides.
BILL
It’s nothing. Sorry.
ZACH
Go back to sleep.
He shuts the door. Shadows return. Darkness and then...
CUT TO:
BRIGHT WHITE LIGHT.
Illuminates the Sewer Map taped to the back wall of
DENBROUGH GARAGE
The light is from an OLD CAROUSEL SLIDE PROJECTOR Bill has

positioned on a couple of stacked boxes.
The Losers huddle around it like a campfire.
BILL
(to Ben)
Did you bring the map?
Ben pulls a SLIDE out of his pocket and hands it over. Bill
inserts the slide into the tray of the Projector.
He clicks the advance button and --
Gah-guh!
Carousel Tray rotates.
THE OLD MAP OF DERRY is overlayed with the Sewer Map.
BILL (CONT’D)
Look. Th-there’s the Ironworks.
There’s the Black Spot. Everywhere
It happened is all connected by the
sewers and they all meet up at...

68.
BEN
The wellhouse.
STANLEY
It’s in the house on Neibolt
street...
Eddie takes a puff off his inhaler.
RICHIE
You mean that creepy ass house
where all the junkies and hobos
like to sleep?
BEVERLY
I hate that place. It always feels
like it’s watching you.
BILL
That’s where It lives.
Eddie goes over to the Sewer Map and rips it off the wall.
EDDIE
Can we stop talking about this?
This is summer -- we’re kids --
we’re supposed to be --
RICHIE
I agree with Eds -
BILL
No put the map back --
Gah-guh!
Projector Tray rotates. So it’s back to being a WHITE SQUARE

OF LIGHT shining on Eddie. No more Map of Derry.
BILL (CONT’D)
What happened?
Gah-guh!
Rotates again.
Gah-guh! And again. Gah-guh! Gah-guh!
Mike tries to stop it.
Suddenly, OLD VACATION SLIDES FROM ACADIA NATIONAL PARK

APPEAR. The Denbrough Family in Happier Times.
When Georgie was still alive.

69.
There they are hiking. There they are swimming. There Georgie
is on the edge of the lake. There he is again.
And again. Same photo. Again. Waitaminute...
Gah-guh! Gah-guh!
The Carousel continues to spin. That same slide. But now it

looks as if Georgie is moving.
Bit by bit. And the entire scene is becoming animated.

Ripples in the lake. Georgie turning to camera.
An expression of pure fear on his face --
BILL (CONT’D)
Georgie?
RICHIE
What the fuck?
Gah-guh! Gah-guh!
Georgie runs toward camera.
BEVERLY
Turn it off...
Gah-guh!
No one moves. Fixed on this event.
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
Turn it off!
As Georgie continues to run -- no sound -- but his mouth

screaming for help -- as he looks back toward the lake and --
What’s he see?
Stanley goes over and pulls out the cord.
Gah-guh!
That doesn’t do shit.
BILL
Georgie!
Gah-guh! Georgie runs off of frame. Gah-guh! As the thing he

was running from appears. Gah-GODDAMNIT --
It’s Pennywise. In the middle of the lake. Standing on water.

Waving. At camera. At the Losers. At Us.

70.
RICHIE
Holy shit...
STANLEY
That’s It. That’s him.
Carousel spins faster and faster, which makes Pennywise’s

wave smoother and smoother until -- in the span of a click --
Pennywise appears right up against camera. Losers SCREAM.
Mike kicks the boxes and the Carousel crashes to the ground.
No more Pennywise on the wall. Phew...
STANLEY (CONT’D)
How’d that even happen?
EDDIE
It saw us. It knows who we are now.
BILL
It always did...
BEN
At least he’s gone now.
BEVERLY
Uh, guys?
MIKE
Yeah but for how long?
BEVERLY
Guys?
BILL
We need to --
BEVERLY
GUYS!
They look over at Beverly. She’s staring at something above

them. They follow her gaze up to the
CEILING
To where the Carousel is now projecting. With more space

between it and the ceiling, the square frame is bigger now.
And so is Pennywise. Staring down at them with a freeze-frame

snarl. Until --
He POPS OUT of frame.

71.
Fast at first -- but then almost in slow-motion -- as if he’s

diving into the frigid waters of our reality.
He reaches out toward Beverly --
She falls to the floor to try and distance herself but it

isn’t going to help. He’s just about to grab her when --
GARAGE DOOR OPENS.
Flooding the room with light which in turn makes Pennywise

disappear. The Losers look over at --
Ben. By the Garage Door Opener.
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
Thanks, Ben. Good thinking.
He walks over to her. Helps Beverly get back on her feet.
Stanley looks over at Richie. His face pale, his mouth open,
his mind blown, his fear palpable.
STANLEY
No jokes this time, Rich?
Richie shakes his head. Doesn’t have anything to say. For the
first time in his life. Uneasy silence broken by --
BILL
Okay so... Let’s go.
BEN
Go? Where?
BILL
Neibolt. That’s where Georgie is...
We have to go...
STANLEY
After that? No. No way.
RICHIE
Yeah, I’m with Stanley.
BILL
Fine. Then don’t.
MIKE
Wait -- Bill --
But he doesn’t wait. Bill hops onto his bike.

72.
BILL
That thing took my brother. I’m
going...
He takes off.
EXT. 29 NEIBOLT STREET - LATER
Bill hops off his bike and stares at the house. A little less
brave now that he’s there. As he walks --
BILL
He th-thrusts his fists against the
posts and still insists...
A LONE BIRD SQUAWKS across the sky somewhere overhead.

Startles him. He stops. Regards the house.
Not sure he can do this.
BEVERLY (O.S.)
Bill!
He looks over. Sees Beverly and the rest of the Losers ride
into view. They skid to a stop beside him.
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
You can’t go in there. This is
crazy... Someone could get hurt.
Eddie puffs his inhaler. His eyes locked on the porch. Where
he saw Pennywise earlier.
BILL
I already said you don’t have to
come in with me. But what happens
when another Georgie goes missing?
Or another Dorsey? Or one of us?
Are you just going to pretend it
isn’t happening like everyone else
in this town? Because I can’t. Even
if I wanted to I can’t -- I go home
and all I see is that Georgie isn’t
there. His clothes, his toys, his
stupid stuffed animals but
Georgie... He isn’t....
(points to Neibolt)
So walking into that house... For
me it’s easier than walking into my
own...
He trudges up to 29 Neibolt. His speech settles in.

73.
RICHIE
Wow...
BEN
What?
RICHIE
He didn’t even stutter once.
Richie follows him. Soon, they all do.
EXT. NEIBOLT HOUSE - FRONT PORCH - MOMENTS LATER
At the windows, the Losers cup their hands around their

faces, trying to get a sense of what awaits them inside but --
RICHIE
-- I can’t see shit.
Bill steps back and over to the Front Door.
Reaches out for the KNOB as a breeze blows -- an unnatural

one? -- and -- clack! -- door unlatches.
He looks back at the others. They’re all staring at the door.

Wondering what’s beyond.
Freaked out, Eddie takes another puff off his inhaler. Richie
grabs it from him and does the same. He coughs. Gross...
RICHIE (CONT’D)
Tastes like battery acid.
Eddie snatches it back.
As Bill is about to push open the door --
MIKE
Wait.
They look at him.
Mike steps off the porch and picks up a broken wrought-iron

FENCE ROD. Holds it like a weapon.
Good idea.
They all scatter and search
IN THE YARD
A brick, a sharp-ended stick, whatever they can find. Richie

picks up an empty BEER BOTTLE and smashes it against a rock.

74.
Just like they do in the movies.
Harder than it looks.
And when he does finally manage to break it, it just shatters

to a million, useless little pieces.
He looks to Mike:
RICHIE
I’ll just stand behind you.
MOMENTS LATER
The Losers reunite on the Front Porch. Nod to Bill: Okay, now
or never...
Bill pushes the Front Door OPEN and takes us inside.
INT. NEIBOLT HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Condoms, Candy Wrappers, and Cigarette Butts litter the

floor. Old Magazines and Newspapers stacked so high it’s like
they’re holding up the second floor.
And Graffiti. It’s everywhere.
Screw Derry. Just Say Yes. Class of Who the Fuck Cares.
Everything about this place feels like a nest made by junkies

and serial killers. Shredded carpet. Broken Furniture.
The Losers take it all in.
BEVERLY
This place stinks. I can smell it.
MIKE
I smell it too.
RICHIE
Don’t breath through your mouth.
BEVERLY
Why?
RICHIE
‘Cause then you’re eating it.
He picks up a water-stained MAGAZINE. It’s Famous Monsters of

Filmland. On the cover, a Werewolf.

75.
Beverly sees an OLD LANTERN on one of the shelves. Right next

to a dismembered Doll. She tries turning it on.
It flickers to fluorescent life.
BEN
If there’s a well here it’d have to
be in the basement, right?
STANLEY
Does this place even have a
basement?
EDDIE
I hope not.
BILL
L-let’s find out.
He moves toward the kitchen BUT FROM UPSTAIRS --

Hello? Is someone here?
Eyes shoot up to the ceiling above them. Ben looks over at

Bill and wonders softly --
BEN
Georgie?
Bill shakes his head: No...

HELLO?!
Over to the foot of the stairs --
BEVERLY
Down here! We’re down here!
We SLOWLY PUSH UP the steps.
Leaving the Losers’ behind as we drift down the
UPSTAIRS HALLWAY
Rotted, water-stained wallpaper with elves on it peels like

dead skin from scummy walls. Ripped orange carpet.
As we approach the FAR CORNER, we begin to hear from just

around the other side, a LOW FREQUENCY BUZZ.
BZZZZzzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzz....

76.
It’s unsettling.
And growing louder the closer we get.
From around the corner --

Help me, please...
FOOTSTEPS.
Up the stairs.
BILL (O.S.)
Wait -- Bev --
We spin around and see Beverly standing at the top of the

steps. The Other Losers cram themselves around her.
BILL (CONT’D)
We need to be cautious.

Hello?
They move down the hall.
Floorboards creeeeak and grooaaaan under them as they each

take steps. As if any moment the floor might give way.
Which it will. But not yet.
The Losers look into the Bio-Hazard Bedrooms as they pass.
Nearing the Corner at the end of the Hall.
MIKE
You guys hear that?
They listen.
To that slightest bzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzZZZZZZ.
As they make the turn and -- oh, it’s --
ANOTHER HALLWAY
A nearby corroding PLUG the source of the buzz.
The Losers continue on
Fixated on That Door at the End of the Hallway.
But behind them,

77.
SqueakSqueakSqueak...
They turn.
Shit.
Pennywise.
Pedaling an old, rusted tricycle.
Its front wheel bent.
SqueakSqueakSqueak...
He stops.
Right by the plug.
Losers press themselves up against the wall. Each grab hold

of the other standing next to them.
EDDIE
Oh shit oh shit oh shit...
Buries his face into Richie’s shoulder. Can’t look.
BILL
WHERE’S G-G-GEORGIE?!
PENNYWISE
(in the Child’s Voice)
Who’s Geor-- oh -- sor--
(in normal voice)
-ry, who’s Georgie?
He LAUGHS. Eyes the children. Counting...
Boymeat. Boymeat. BoymeatBoymeat.
BoymeatBoymeat...
(ooh, Beverly)
Girlmeat. Yes. Sweet, salty
bloodgorged girlmeat...
He inches forward, breathing in deep.
Use your thin blue veins like
straws, little ears like spoons...
That plug SPARKS. Pennywise looks over at it. Ahem.

78.
Armpits and cowlicks, freckles and
dimples, peachy fuzz, scabbed
knees, squeals and screams...
Spark BUZZES. Pennywise presses on, ignoring it.
They all reek so goo--
BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
Pennywise stops. Considers the plug. He pulls out the TINIEST

SCREWDRIVER EVER from his coat.
Kneels and tightens the plug screws. But the buzzing

continues. But then -- light bulb! -- a better idea.
From his sleeve, Pennywise yanks out A BIGGER SCREWDRIVER.

Like ridiculously big. Like it was bought at ACME.
And this --
HE JAMS INTO THE SOCKET.
Electricity surges through Pennywise. His collar smokes. Hair

catches fire. He laughs, maniacal.
An EXPLOSION of SPARKS, revealing --
Pennywise has transformed into a gruesome creature. His

bulging eyes big but his toothy demonic grin even bigger.
He LUNGES for the kids. They SCREAM and scatter.
As they run, the floor gives out behind them. Below is just a
pit of blackness. It divides the Group from --
EDDIE
Teetering on the edge, he turns. About to fall in. But a HAND

reaches out and grabs him. Pulls him upright.
Eddie relieved.
Until he looks down at the hand holding him -- oozing with

open sores -- and we PAN UP to reveal it’s the hand of --
HOBO
Hi, Eds.
Eddie faints.
Falls.

79.
Through the hole.
We go with him, landing hard somewhere in blackness.
His arm SNAPS.
He SCREAMS.
EDDIE
My arm!
ABOVE HIM,
Beverly trips and her lantern rolls off the edge.
Lands beside Eddie.
Light still on, illuminating the
KITCHEN
Windows blacked out with tinfoil and newspaper.
Eddie Tries to get to his feet but MORE DEBRIS falls on top
of him. Pinning him down by the old, busted REFRIGERATOR.
UPSTAIRS HALLWAY
The Losers SCRAMBLE, trying to find a way out. Monstrous

Pennywise has disappeared. They realize --
RICHIE
Eds! We need to get to Eddie!
IN THE KITCHEN
Using his good arm, Eddie tries to dig himself out from under
the pile that has him pinned. Faster and faster as --
Refrigerator Door OPENS, revealing --
Pennywise.
Contorted into the impossibly small space. He unfolds and

untangles himself from inside the refrigerator.
He straightens.
Reaches down and grabs hold of Richie’s Broken Arm.
Nearby, A DOOR OPENS.
An Orange glow pulsates inside, illuminating a set of stairs

leading down to the Basement of Neibolt.

80.
Nothing good happens down there.
PENNYWISE
Time to float.
Pennywise drags Eddie toward the Basement Door.
Eddie SCREAMS some more.
Behind them --
The Losers appear in the Kitchen.
United.
They grab hold of Eddie. Trying to pull him back from

Pennywise. Pennywise opens his mouth, snarling.
Richie grabs Eddie’s Inhaler from his holster.
RICHIE
Try some battery acid, asshole!
PUFFS the Inhaler in Pennywises’ Face. The Clown SCREECHES.

Like it’s burning through his skin. He lets go of Eddie.
Allowing the Losers to pull Eddie away as Mike throws the

Fence Post at Pennywise. SPIKES him in the chest.
The Losers haul ass back into the Living Room.
BEVERLY
GO! RUN!
EXT. 29 NEIBOLT STREET - DAY
Richie’s pulled out and the kids stumble through the

sunflowers to their bikes. Away from Neibolt, the whole house
seeming to laugh at them from behind...
As Eddie balances himself on Ben’s bike, Ben looks over. Sees

Beverly wrapping her arms around Bill as they ride together.
EXT. EDDIE’S HOUSE - LATER
Mrs. Kaspbrak shoves Eddie into the back seat, hysterical.
MRS. KASPBRACK
You. You did this!
She slams the door on Eddie and fumbles for her keys.

81.
MRS. KASPBRAK
You know how delicate he is.
BILL
We were attacked, Mrs. K.--
MRS. KASPBRACK
Don’t! Don’t even try to blame
someone else...
Mrs. Kaspbrack pulls out all sorts of garbage from her purse
until she finds the keys, dropping them.
BEVERLY
Let me help.
She smacks Beverly away.
MRS. KASPBRACK
Back! Get back! What’s a little
girl even doing with a gang of boys
like this. If I was your mother
I’d be sick. Sick!
WILL
Mrs. K, I swear--
MRS. KASPBRAK
No! You’re monsters. Reckless,
selfish monsters. Eddie’s done
with you, you hear! Done.
She jumps into the front seat and turns the engine.
MRS. KASPBRAK (CONT’D)

I don’t want to see any of your
faces ever again!
She slams the door and the car squeals out of the driveway.
Bill and the kids stand all rag tag there, low and shaken.
EXT. KANSAS STREET - LATER
Bill, Richie, Beverly, Stanley, Ben and Mike walk along.
BILL
We’ll need to go back. Prepared
this time...
STANLEY
You’re crazy...

82.
BEVERLY
Why? He’s right. No one else is
going to do anything.
RICHIE
Eddie was nearly killed! By some
shape shifting demon monster that
almost used my guts for garters...
MIKE
But we hurt it. That’s something.
BEN
Great, so next time it will just be
madder and bigger and not mess
around to kill us.
BEVERLY
We can’t pretend it’s going to go
away. Because it’s not. Ever. You
know that, you did your research --
BEN
So I’ll go away and not come back.
Not my problem anymore. You can’t
wait to get out of this town either
you said --
BEVERLY
-- because I want to run towards
something. Not run away. That’s
what cowards do...
Ouch. Burn. Ben.
RICHIE
Oh who invited you into the group
anyway? Let’s face facts. Real
world. Georgie is dead. Stop trying
to get us all killed just like you
got him killed...
A deep cut. Richie moves to go. Bill blocks him.
BILL
I didn’t get my brother killed-
RICHIE
Out of my way, Bill. You couldn’t
save him but you can still save
yourself...

83.
BILL
T-T-T-Take it back! You’re scared.
We all are. But take that back!
They start shoving each other. Shoves turn to punches. A

pounding of pent up anger, pent up fear. Bill lands a heavy
blow and Richie falls to the ground hard.
He gets up. His face stings red.
RICHIE
You’re just a bunch of losers and
you’ll get yourselves killed trying
to stop this stupid killer, when
none of it makes any difference.
Richie and Bill start to go at it again but Mike and Ben step
in to separate them. Ben checks Bill to the pavement.
Beverly pushes Ben away.
BEVERLY
What are you doing! Stop!
She drops to Bill’s side. Ben is crushed.
BEN
Richie’s right. Bill doesn’t care
about anybody but himself. We all
have shit too. I’m sick of it.
He and Stanley help Richie up.
BEVERLY
This is what It wants. It wants us
divided... That’s what it was doing
in Neibolt... Separating us...
RICHIE
Well It got what it wants. But at
least I’m alive. And I plan on
staying that way...
Richie, Ben and Stanley go. Bill looks to Beverly and Mike.
Mike splits off from them too.
BEVERLY
Mike, wait...
MIKE
No. I can’t do this. I should have
listened to my grandfather. I’m an
outsider, I need to stay that --

84.
BILL
But we’re all outsiders --
MIKE
No. You’re not.
He walks away. Leaving only Bill and Bev.
EXT. DERRY - VARIOUS - DAY
Warehouse Row. City Center. Memorial Park. A LONE PATROL CAR

creeps down West Broadway, passing the Synagogue.
INT. SYNAGOGUE - CONTINUOUS
Stanley is reaching the Dvar Torah part of his Bar Mitzvah

ceremony, nervously finishing a verse from a scroll.
STANLEY
...may’ansho sheh’la’zeh.
He glances up at his mom, who refuses to smile. At Richie

seated in the back. And then at the Rabbi. Who nods: Go on..
STANLEY (CONT’D)
Um, reflecting on what I just read,
I like what it says about
indifference. When you’re a kid...
His eyes fall on the empty seats next to Richie. Rattles him.
RABBI
Stanley.
STANLEY
Well, when you’re a kid you think
the universe revolves around you.
That you’ll always be protected and
cared for. Then one day something
bad happens and you realize that’s
not true...
EXT. HANLON ABBATOIR - CONTINUOUS
A SHEEP stands in its pen. Separated from its flock. Leroy

hands Mike the Stunbolt Gun. Like, let’s try this again...

85.
STANLEY (O.S.)
Suns go out and animals go extinct
and whole nations go crazy and kill
a people they don’t like and none
of it seems to matter.
Mike aims the Stunbolt. Whompf. Sheep falls dead.
EXT. BEVERLY’S BATHROOM - CONTINUOUS
Beverly brushes her hair. Her eyes spot the smallest fleck of
blood on one of the tiles. She can’t look away.
STANLEY (O.S.)
That’s why our friends and faith
and family are so important.
INT. WILL’S HOUSE - DINING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Will sits at the dinner table. Eating alone.
STANLEY (O.S.)
We matter. Even if, to the
universe...
INT. DERRY PUBLIC LIBRARY - READING ROOM - DAY
Ben looks up at a PAINTING of the First Derry Settlement. At

first it appears like the Fur Trappers are on the hunt, lying
in the prone position. But closer inspection reveals --
RICHIE (O.S.)
...we’re too small to notice.
They’re dead. Because Whatever they were hunting found them

instead. And as we PUSH IN on that WELLHOUSE we CUT TO:
TITLE CARD over the PENOBSCOT RIVER:
AUGUST
Tilt down to the OVERHEAD shot of what we expect to be “Derry
1989”, but instead we see NOTHING, just the intersection of a
stream and river and the surrounding wilderness, towering
black pines as far as the eye can see.
This is Derry in --

86.
1637
INT. WELLHOUSE - NIGHT
ABIGAIL, 19. Rushes in and SLAMS the door. As if trying to

keep Satan himself out. She clutches her BABY to her breast.
Kneels by DYING EMBERS in the hearth. She blows on ‘em but a

flame never catches. Her Baby starts to fuss...
ABIGAIL
Hush now, shhhh... it’ll be --
She stops.
Realizes that the SMALL CANDLE CHANDELIER slowly spins above

her. As if some unnatural force has caused its light to
rotate around the room, like tiny primitive searchlights.
She hears something slithering in the gray shadows by the

Well. Occasionally we catch glimpses of a BLACK SILHOUETTE.
Shifting its shape. As if trying to decide on a form.
ABIGAIL (CONT’D)
Please, Devil... leave us be...
Shape shifts again.
A beam of light passes, revealing PENNYWISE, naked, lithe,

flesh pale and translucent, a half- formed imitation of a
human, opens his maw full of large razor sharp teeth,
dripping with saliva.
As the Tin Can spins clockwise, Pennywise moves counter

around the room. Each time the light hits his face --
It’s different.
A Man. A Woman. A Beast. A Monster. Tim Curry.
PENNYWISE
You mistake me woman. No mere
devil, I am the Eater of Worlds.
His voice is guttural, unnatural.
ABIGAIL
But my child, not my child... He is
innocent...

87.
PENNYWISE
So you say.
The Baby SCREAMS. Pennywise smiles.
Beautiful fear...
ABIGAIL
I pray Thee, take me.
Abigail shuffles back.
PENNYWISE
I will. And then, him. And thy
husband and the rest of thy
children, and all the savages who
brought you here. And when you all
rot in the earth, I will pick thy
bones dry until no meat is left to
pick. And then I will seek out thy
bones and consume thy souls until
nothing is left but the weeds!
(beat)
Or you will occupy yourself
otherwise and not interfere. I will
take her and you will live, and
those of thy other children -- in
whom I take no interest. And you
will thank ME fever and frost did
not damn you to the soil.
Abigail looks down at her baby again. She’s shaking, doesn’t

want to let go. Behind her, the Door OPENS.
A Little Boy, 6, asks --
BOY
Mama?
ABIGAIL
NO! OUT! NOW!
Frightened by his mother, the Boy runs.
Abigail turns back to Pennywise. Wherever he may be now in

the room. The light somehow seems to spin faster now.
She kisses her baby and sets it down. It BAWLS.
ABIGAIL (CONT’D)
I’m sorry, I’m so sorry...

88.
She turns away from the baby. Faces those dying embers. We
keep on her face as they seem to begin GLOWING BRIGHTER AS --
OVER HER SHOULDER -- OUT OF FOCUS --
Pennywise crawls over to the Baby and starts to feast. SHARP

CRY FROM THE BABY CUT OFF as we hear a CRUNCH.
Abigail continues to look into the BRIGHT ORANGE GLOW of not

the flickering fire...
...but the DEADLIGHTS.
Her expression changing. Fear. Denial. Grief. Acceptance.

And then nothing. Just a glazed look.
AS IF NOTHING HORRIFIC IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING BEHIND HER.
EXT. TRAVIS BOWER’S BACKYARD - DAY
BLAM! Of a gun.
A bottle of Southern Comfort sits on a log.
Travis shoots at it with his dad’s police issue .45. Victor

and Snatch look on, giggling.
He finally tags it, the bottle shattering into a thousand

pieces. They all whoop and holler.
SNATCH
Can I try?
He reaches for the gun. Bowers pushes him back.
TRAVIS
Sure. Go put the next target out
there.
Travis points to the cat that’s lounging there in the grass.
SNATCH
You’re foolin’ right?
TRAVIS
Do I look like I’m foolin’?
Snatch grabs the kitty and runs out to the stump. He wipes
away the glass and sets the cat down. It starts to meow and
tries to get away.
TRAVIS (CONT’D)
Just hold it.

89.
Bower lines up a shot, sight of the barrel on the cat. Finger

pressing the trigger-
SNATCH
Wait!
OFFICER BOWERS (O.C.)

What the hell is this?
Officer Bowers steps from his police cruiser in the driveway.

His face as red as fire.
TRAVIS
Nothing, pa. Just cleaning your
gun like you asked.
OFFICER BOWERS
Cleaning my gun, huh?
He stalks up and grabs the gun from Travis. Smells it.
WHAP! He smacks Travis hard in the face, knocking the big boy
to the grass. Butch turns the gun on Travis at his feet.
OFFICER BOWERS (CONT’D)

You’re not worth the salt you lick,
boy. I don’t know how God spanked
life into you.
TRAVIS
Pa, I’m---
BLAM!
He shoots the ground around Travis’ feet. Travis squeals like

a girl, utterly terrified. BLAM! BLAM! A large wet stain
spreads around his crotch. Butch Bowers raises the pistol,
as if he were about to whip Travis, who falls to the ground.
Butch shakes his head.
OFFICER BOWERS
(to the boys)
Look at him now boys. Nothing like
a little fear to make a paper man
crumble.
(to Travis)
Clean your drawers ‘fore you come
inside.
He spits out his disgust, stalks inside.
BELLS RING --

90.
-- above the door as Eddie enters, his arm still in a cast.

He sees Greta at the Cash Register reading a SEVENTEEN
MAGAZINE. She watches him, amused. Because she’s bored.
MR. KEENE
Here for the refills, Eddie?
Eddie nods. Mr. Keene sighs and disappears in the back. Once
they’re alone --
GRETA
No friends, huh?
Eddie looks around. She talking to me?
GRETA (CONT’D)
Your cast. No signatures or
anything... So sad.
Eddie looks down at his cast. White. Plain. And yeah, sad.
EDDIE
I didn’t want to get it dirty...
Greta leans on the counter. Casts a quick look over to the

back counter. Where her father could appear any minute.
GRETA
You know it’s all bullshit.
EDDIE
Um, what is?
GRETA
Your medication. They’re placebos.
EDDIE
What does placebo mean?
Greta shakes her head. This kid just doesn’t get it...
GRETA
Placebo means bullshit. Just what I
said...
MR. KEENE (O.S.)

Okay, here we are Mr. Kaspbrak...
Eddie looks over as Mr. Keene comes back with his Medication.
Ringggg.... Rinnggg....

91.
Rrrrrrin--
Beverly picks up the phone.
BEVERLY
Hello?
BILL
(on phone)
Hey. It’s me.
Beverly smiles. But still --
BEVERLY
You know not to call me here...
What happened to our signal?
INTERCUT:
INT. BILL’S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
Bill stands at his desk. Below him through the floorboards,

we can just make out his parents arguing.
BILL
You answered before I could hang
up. You okay?
BEVERLY
I’m fine.
BILL
Y-you hear from anyone?
BEVERLY
No. You?
Bill doesn’t answer. Doesn’t need to...
BILL
Feel like doing something? I d-
don’t like you being alone...
BEVERLY
I don’t like you being alone
either...
As they talk, we drift out of the Bedroom and down the

Hallway and into the
KITCHEN

92.
To find Mr. Marsh listening on the other line.
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
Usual spot? Ten minutes?
BILL
See you then.
He hangs up.
EXT. TRAVIS BOWER’S BACKYARD - CONTINUOUS
Travis does everything he can not to cry.
VICTOR
You okay, Travis?
An odd wind stirs through the grass there, a yellow menacing

gathering of clouds overhead. Travis suddenly notices...
A BALLOON, bobbing over his mailbox, string connected to

something stuffed inside.
Travis pushes past his two cronies and goes over to the
mailbox. Inside he pulls out THE RAMBO KNIFE. The one he lost
at the beginning.
A murderous look screws onto Travis’ face as he turns his

attention to his house. And his Dad inside. Travis snaps the
string and starts toward the front door with the knife.
The Balloon rises up.
Beverly stands in front of the mirror, buttoning up her

shirt. Freezes when she sees behind her --
Creeeeeeaaaak.
Of her Bedroom Door as it opens. In the reflection, she can

see her Father standing at the threshold.
BEVERLY
H-Hi, Daddy...
MR. MARSH
You’re looking prettied up, Bevvie.
BEVERLY
I’m not prettied up, Daddy. I wear
this almost every day...

93.
MR. MARSH
Who was that you was talkin’ to
just now?
BEVERLY
A friend.
Mr. Marsh enters the room.
MR. MARSH
Is that the boy you been running
around with?
BEVERLY
He’s just a friend.
Mr. Marsh sits on the edge of her bed.
MR. MARSH
Well come over here, give your
daddy a minute.
She reluctantly goes over. Gives him a kiss. He snatches her

wrist as she pulls away.

You know I worry about you, Bevvie.
I worry a lot.
BEVERLY
I know daddy.
She tries to go, but he holds on to her wrist.
MR. MARSH
People in town got to saying some
things to me. About you. Sneakin’
around all summer long with a pack
of boys. Only girl to the pack.
BEVERLY
They’re just friends Daddy, I
swear...
MR. MARSH
I know what’s in them boy’s minds
when they look at you, Bevvie. All
too well...
He squeezes harder. It begins to hurt.
BEVERLY
Daddy, my hand--

94.
MR. MARSH
Your ma says you’re a woman now.
What’s that mean? You been doing
womanly things down in the woods
with those boys?
He jerks her closer to him, proprietary.
BEVERLY
Nothing. Please, daddy. You don’t
have to worry. I promise.
MR. MARSH
No? What’s this?
He pulls out Ben’s Postcard.
BEVERLY
It’s nothing. Just a poem.
MR. MARSH
A poem? You squirreled it away in
your undies drawer. Why would you
want to hide it there, Bevvie?
He looks at her legs.

Slip down them shorts.
BEVERLY
What?
MR. MARSH
I need you to prove to me you’re
still mine...
Beverly tries to resist.
BEVERLY
No...
MR. MARSH
C’mere...
BEVERLY
No! Daddy!
Bev wrestles away, falling back and smacking her head on the
floor. She starts crabbing away on her back down the hall.
Her dad lunges on top of her.

95.
MR. MARSH,
Them little boys, Bevvie. Do they
know you’re my --
Bev knees him in the balls. Her father lets go, crumpling
down. She kicks him in the face as hard as she can, his head
flying back into the side of the door.
Beverly tries to race out the door but he snatches her ankle
and she trips into the hallway. By the time she is up he is
already charging after her. She stumbles back into the
BATHROOM
and shuts the door, trying to lock herself inside. He kicks

the door open before the lock catches.
Without thinking Bev grabs the toilet top and smashes it in

her dad’s crown. He slumps down. Unconscious. Suddenly --
From the Faucet. From the Shower. Between cracks in the tile.
BLOOD.
Gushes everywhere.
Beverly runs back into the
HALLWAY
Pennywise stands there. Balloons in hand. Beverly realizes

she has nowhere to go. Pennywise releases the balloons. They
float up and POP!POP!POP! as they hit the ceiling.
BLOOD bursting out of them.
INT. TRAVIS BOWER’S HOUSE - DAY
The front door creaks open, Victor and Snatch poking their
heads in...
SNATCH
Travis?
VICTOR
Mr. Bowers?
Nothing. They see a streak of blood on the floor that leads

to the KITCHEN and Butch Bowers on the linoleum floor in a
red pool, stabbed dozens of times.
SNATCH
Holy fuck.

96.
Victor vomits.
The cat slips in and starts licking up the blood.
SNATCH (CONT’D)
Travis, dude, you okay?
Snatch continues on into the LIVING ROOM where he finds

TRAVIS sitting in Butch’s favorite Lazy-boy in front of the
TV, which is turned on to PENNYWISE THE CLOWN SHOW.
He holds the knife, slicked in blood, his eyes glazed. He

turns and looks at Snatch and Victor in the doorway.
TRAVIS
It’s my knife now.
EXT. DERRY STANDPIPE - DAY
On his bike, Bill makes endless figure eights. He keeps

looking in the same direction. Waiting for Beverly. He checks
his watch. Makes a decision.
INT. APARTMENT HALLWAY/BEVERLY’S APARTMENT - MOMENTS LATER
Bill sees the Front Door ajar. Pushes it open, revealing all
the blood. And Mr. Marsh. Knocked out on the floor.
BILL
BEVERLY! BEVERLY!
Searching... searching...
Inside
BEVERLY’S BEDROOM
Right above her bed. Scrawled in blood.
YOU’LL DIE IF YOU TRY!
Bill races out of the room.
CUT TO THE:
FINAL FIGHT.
The side-scrolling Arcade Game, I mean.
Richie plays, kicking and punching away his frustration as he

progresses through the game. We’re inside the

97.
ARCADE
Richie is at the ‘FINAL BOSS BATTLE’.
RICHIE
Finally! Anyone wanna watch me --
BILL (O.S.)
RICHIE!
Bill races over as the Final Boss Fight BEGINS.
BILL (CONT’D)
It got Beverly.
Richie looks at Bill, a moment between them.
RICHIE
I’ll call Eddie and Stanley. You
get Ben and Mike... We’ll meet up
at the standpipe.
BILL
Th-thanks.
RICHIE
Hey, what are friends for, right?
Richie and Bill leave. As we pan back to FINAL FIGHT to find

Richie’s Player ‘CODY’ getting the shit kicked out of him.
Hope that isn’t a sign of things to come.
Probably is, though.
INT. KASPBRAK HOUSE, EDDIE’S BEDROOM - DAY
Eddie on the phone with Richie --
EDDIE
Meet you there.
He hangs up. Stares at himself in the mirror. Can he do this?

He can do this. About to go --
But Mrs. Kaspbarak enters. Licks her fingers clean of

whatever she was eating earlier. Probably lots of things.
MRS. KASPBRAK
And just where do you think you’re
going off to?
EDDIE
Out with my friends.

98.
MRS. KASPBRAK
No sweetie, you can’t go. You’re
still getting over your sickness,
remember?
EDDIE
My sickness? What sickness, Ma?
He goes over to his closet. Pulls out the Plastic Bag he got
at the Pharmacy. Dumps out all the untouched medication.
Mrs. Kaspbrak. Horrified at the sight.
EDDIE (CONT’D)
Know what these are? They’re
placebos! They’re bullshit!
MRS. KASPBRAK
No, they help you, Eddie. They help
me. You were born so early, you
were so delicate and fragile that I
had to protect you --
EDDIE
How can any of this protect me?
Eddie stops. Realizes:
EDDIE (CONT’D)
The only people looking out for me
were my friends... You made me turn
my back on them when I really
needed them... But now they need me
so I’m going.
Charges past her and down the stairs. She stands at the top,
the bulk of her threatening to tumble down.
MRS. KASPBRAK
EDDIE! EDDIE! YOU GET BACK HERE!
DON’T DO THIS TO ME EDDIE!
But Eddie does. Eddie leaves.
EXT. MONUMENT SQUARE - LATER
The Losers reunited. Save for one. The serious nature of

their task weighs on ‘em. Richie sees Mike’s Stunbolt.
MIKE
Better than a broken bottle.

99.
BILL
If anyone wants to bow out now...
BEN
No. Remember what Beverly said. We
all go or none of us do... That’s
the only way we can defeat It.
Bill nods.
BILL
Then let’s go to Neibolt.
CUT TO:
OVER BLACK,
An old DOO-WOP RECORD plays, amplified by distant and crummy

speakers: You’re my love, you’re my angel, you’re the girl of
my dream...
ON BEVERLY
Snaps awake. Where is she? Looks like --
A DARK TUNNEL
Made of rubble and rust.
I’d like to thank you for waiting patiently...
A noise. She turns. At the far end of the tunnel, a SHADOW OF

MR. MARSH appears on the wall. Nightmarishly exaggerated.
Daddy’s home... Daddy’s home to stay...
Beverly stands. Fists clenched. Ready to go round two with

her father. But then the record begins to slow down as the
shadow morphs into --
A GIANT SPIDER.
Beverly scrambles the other way at the Spider’s Shadow

continues to grow. She chances a look back and right when you
think the Spider is about to turn the corner --
It’s Pennywise instead. Making SHADOW PUPPETS with his hands.

He stops and points behind Beverly -- so scared is he --
She spins and sees Pennywise right in her face.
Beverly falls back, out of reach. He approaches, towering

over her. Sharp Teeth bared as she cowers. But wait. He
stops. Something is off. But what?

100.
CLOSE ON: Beverly’s hand. Fingers curled around rock.
BEVERLY
I’m not afraid of you.
WHACK!
She SMACKS him across the face with the stone. Knocks
Pennywise aside and takes off running.
Pennywise rises up. Filled with rage.
EXT. NEIBOLT HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER
The Boys drop their bikes on the lawn. They stare at the
house that looms before them. This is It.
As they walk up toward their probable deaths, they fail to

notice Vic’s Trans Am appear at the end of Neibolt.
Creeping along, like a lion in tall grass.
INT. VICTOR’S TRANS AM - CONTINUOUS
Travis slows to a stop.
TRAVIS
Like lambs to a slaughter, wouldn’t
you say fellas?
He looks over at Victor in the Passenger Seat and Belch in

the back. They’re both dead. Throats slit into gaping grins.
TRAVIS (CONT’D)
Yeah, sure you would.
INT. NEIBOLT HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Front Door opens. Stirs the dimness and dust. They enter.
MIKE
Where do you think she’ll be?
BILL
B-Basement. The well. That’s where
he was going to take Eds, right?
He looks over at Eddie. Still at the threshold. Rattled.

101.
BILL (CONT’D)
As long as we don’t let fear
overtake us we can do it. But we
have to do it together...
Eddie looks past Bill and into the house. Then meets Bill’s
eyes. Nods. And then enters.
CUT TO:
Still running and scrambling, Beverly rounds a sharp corner

and steps into what Uncle Stevie calls --
THE MACROVERSE
I know it sounds expensive but it isn’t. Picture an ENDLESS

FIELD OF BLACK. Like space. Or death. Beverly looks behind
her. No way to turn back. Has to push forward.
INT. NEIBOLT HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
As the boys investigate further, the house wheezes with its

creaks and groans. Like it’s been disturbed from sleep.
BANG! BANG! From the
KITCHEN
Boys hurry in. Something BANG!BANG!BANGS! against the

Basement Door from the other side. Bill rushes over.
EDDIE
Wait -- no --
BILL
It could be her.
He tries to open the door. But it’s stuck in its frame. The
Others come over to help and -- BANG! -- it flies open. Boys
fall back. A DOZEN RED BALLOONS float out from the Basement
and into the Kitchen. Nothing beyond.
EDDIE
It isn’t her. It’s him.
Bill gets to his feet. Deep breath.
BILL
C’mon. Stay close.
He steps down into the void. Richie, Eddie and Stanley follow
right behind him. Stairs shake and wobble with each step.

102.
ON BILL
He steps off the stairs -- splish! -- and finds himself

stepping into inches of water. Because now he’s inside the
SEWER
Intestinal. Exaggerated. Like they were constructed by a

child’s dark imagination. Bill looks back for the others. But
they’re gone. Along with the basement stairs.
BILL (CONT’D)
G-Guys! Hello?!
INT. BASEMENT - CONTINUOUS
Richie, Stanley, Eddie, Ben and Mike steps off into the
basement. But no sign of Bill. He’s vanished.
EDDIE
Where’s Bill? We were supposed to
stick together...
RICHIE
BILL?
Bill searches for a way out. Trying to remain calm, trying to

remain brave -- repeating over and over again --
BILL
H-he th-thrust his f-fists into the
posts and still insists he s-sees
the...
A SHADOW passes over him. Bill stops.
PENNYWISE (O.S.)
...g-g-ghosts.
Bill looks up. Sees Pennywise smiling at Bill through a Sewer

Grate. Blood drips from his teeth and down onto Bill.
Bill swallows down his fear, stands his ground. Pennywise

drools, deciding...
Not yet seasoned. But I know a
boymeat that is...
He laughs and steps away. Off Bill’s ‘oh shit’ look --

103.
The Boys search the shadows of the basement for Bill. Somehow
it seems more sprawling than the house above them.
Near Eddie. A ‘did I just hear that?’ WHISPER --
BILL (O.S.)
Eddie!
Eddie turns. Where’d that come from?
EDDIE
Bill?
He creeps further into shadow. Stops. Senses something off.

Looks down at his feet as the floor opens up under him.
He drops into a
SMALL ROOM
Like we’re inside a tumor. Walls made of SCABS and SCARS.

Floor cobbled with WARTS and ULCERS. Eddie groans.
EDDIE (CONT’D)
I think I’m gonna be sick...
Behind him, the Hobo appears and grabs him.
HOBO
I already am.
Eddie SCREAMS.
Ben turns, realizing --
BEN
Where’s Eddie? He was just here.
STANLEY
It’s separating us. We need to get
help...
They move toward the stairs. But Travis appears at the top.
He starts to descend. Blood-caked Knife in hand.
TRAVIS
Baaaa... Baaaa...

104.
RICHIE
Guys -- it’s never good when the
person with the knife starts making
animal noises -- especially when
that person is Travis...
Ben turns. Searches for a way out. Finds a Rotted Piece of

Plywood blocking the bottom of a rusted COAL CHUTE.
BEN
Here! Climb up!
The Others race over. As Travis steps off the stairs, Mike
guards the chute with the Stunbolt as the other squeeze
themselves in and up --
BEN (CONT’D)
Mike! Let’s go!
Mike crawls in. But the Others aren’t yet out.
STANLEY
Shit... Mike...
MIKE
Just go. Find the others. I’ll hold
Travis off...
RICHIE
Mike --
MIKE
(re: Stunbolt)
I came prepared, remember?
Mike ducks back out of the Chute. And faces his nemesis.
EXT. MACROVERSE - CONTINUOUS
Beverly continues through the thick fog of suffocating

blackness. Sticks to her like cobwebs. She stops. Sees a
FLICKERING CAMPFIRE in the distance illuminating --
A DECREPIT 19TH-CENTURY CIRCUS WAGON.
The same we saw in a daguerreotype of the Old Ironworks in

the Libary. Its peeling billboard promises “PENNYWISE THE
DANCING CLOWN!” Tattered children’s clothes, toys, and bones
are scattered all around its small painted wooden wheels.
From the WELL nearby, she hears --

105.
BILL (O.S.)
HELLO? ANYONE?
BEVERLY
BILL!
She races over to the Well. Looks inside and sees a GLOWING
ORANGE LIGHT. Its dim but the longer we look, the brighter it
gets... Beverly tries to back away but --
ClankSnap! ClankSnap! Chains WHIP OUT and WRAP around her.

Holds her there. She can’t look away. Her face goes slack.
PENNYWISE (O.S.)
Come float with us, Bevvie...
Bill runs through the sewers. Desperate. Up ahead, he hears

Eddie SCREAMING. He races in the direction of his howls.
BILL
EDDIE!
Stops at a Derry Public Works MAINTENANCE DOOR. Keep out.

Bill looks through the small grated window to see --
The Hobo wrangling Eddie. His Hand of Disease smothering

Eddie’s mouth as Eddie hyperventilates. Or tries to.
BILL (CONT’D)
FIGHT IT, EDS! FIGHT IT!
Seeing Bill, Eddie’s eyes go wide. Like a surge of life just

rushed through him. He relaxes -- takes a moment -- then --
CHOMP! Eddie BITES into the gooey flesh of the Hobo. Stunned,
Hobo releases and Eddie scrambles to the Door. But he slips
on the muck and disgusting on his way over. Gets up.
Finds the Hobo blocking his way out.
HOBO
You look like you’re coming down
with something, Eds...
Eddie balls his hand into a fist. And then SMASHES it right
into the Hobo’s stomach. His fist travels through the blood
and guts until it comes out the other side and --
Grabs the knob. Eddie opens the door as he pushes the Hobo
aside and runs into the

106.
SEWER
And collapses into Bill’s arms. He spits out bits of flesh.
EDDIE
I’m not scared anymore, Bill. I’m
really really grossed out but I’m
not scared...
Travis SWIPES at Mike with the Knife. Mike dodges it, but
slips and falls back. Stunbolt rolls away.
TRAVIS
I told you to stay the fuck out my
town, didn’t I?
He picks Mike up. Throws him against the wall. Brick chunks
fall, crashing through termite-infested wood, revealing --
The Well.
INT. COAL CHUTE - CONTINUOUS
Stanley, Richie and Ben climb. Flinching as the hear the

BANGS of the brawl between Mike and Travis.
At the top of the chute, Stanley pushes open the Access Door.
Crawls out first, followed by Richie and Stanley.
They stand, finding themselves in the
MACROVERSE
RICHIE
What is this place?
Ben spots something in the distance. The flickering flames of

a campfire. Illuminating a Circus Wagon. And look, there’s --
BEN
-- Beverly!
Yes, Ben. It’s her. Kneeling by the Well. That Orange Glow
inside getting brighter... Brighter...
The Boys race over to Beverly. Try to shake her out of the
trance but it’s no use...

107.
BEN (CONT’D)
Beverly -- Hey -- Bev -- it’s me,
Ben from Sosh... remember?
RICHIE
What is she staring at?
He’s about to look inside but Ben stops him.
BEN
No, don’t.
RICHIE
Why?
BEN
Cause she looked and... well, look.
We need to find something to get
her out of these chains...
Stanley looks over at the Circus Wagon.
STANLEY
Maybe there’s something in there.
He races over, entering into the
CIRCUS WAGON
Dusty old carnival show lights flicker on inside,

illuminating the creepy decaying interior. In the corner,
Stanley sees a WOOD AX. He moves toward it but --
VOICE (O.S.)
Come to float, Stanley?
Stanley stops. Terrified.
Emerging from the shadows is JUDITH. From the Painting in the

Rabbi’s Office. Naked. Skin stained red with the blood of
Holofernes. Like she bathed in it.
Stanley averts his eyes.
Paint drips off of her, streaking parts of her into abstract

deformity. Hinting at a gruesome layer underneath.
JUDITH
Look at me, Stanley. Like you do in
your Daddy’s office...
She wipes her arm across her face, clearing away some of the
dripping wet paint. Smile smearing into a clownish grin.

108.
JUDITH (CONT’D)
I can smell your fear, your salted
meat...
She lunges on top of Stanley. He falls, knocking his head

hard on the floor. Blacks out. Judith about to feed as --
Richie rushes in. Doesn’t see Judith. Just Stanley passed out
on the floor. He goes over --
RICHIE
C’mon, Stanley...
Can’t help but look at his clownish surroundings. Circus

Posters. Creepy Clown Figurines. Clown Paintings.
RICHIE (CONT’D)
Not the best place for this,
Stan...
A tune begins:
All around the mulberry bush, the monkey chased the weasel,
the monkey thought it was all in good sport...
Richie looks over. Sees a JACK-IN-THE-BOX. A familiar clown

painted on the side. Its handle slowly turns and --
Pop!
Richie flinches. We all do. But nothing happens. In fact, the

handle begins to turn again. Song starts over.
Mike. On the floor. Trying to get to his feet. But the pain
and the fear, it’s starting to get the better of him.
Ooomf! Travis KICKS him again while he’s down.
The Orange Glow reflecting off of Beverly’s Face is ever

brighter. Like it might start to burn her.
BEN
Please, Bev...
INT. SEWERS - CONTINUOUS
Bill leads Eddie as they run. This way. That way.

109.
EDDIE
Do you know where you’re going?
An intersection. Bill stops. Unsure. Until he sees at the end

one tunnel, an ORANGE GLOW dimming the darkness.
BILL
This way.
He runs toward the glow. Getting brighter as they get closer.
INT. CIRCUS WAGON - CONTINUOUS
...the monkey thought it was all in good sport... POP! Goes

the weasel...
Nothing happens. Again. Richie tries to pull Stanley toward

the door. But the dead weight, so heavy.
RICHIE
I don’t want to have to leave you,
Stan. C’mon... Help...
At the door of defeat, Ben hugs Bev. Doesn’t want her to go

through this alone. And in the first moment of passion in his
life, he kisses her. Something inside of Beverly -- the light
of life, maybe -- flickers.
BEVERLY
Your hair is... January embers...
BEN
My heart burns there too.
He squeezes her tighter until it’s broken by --
BILL (O.S.)
Beverly! Ben!
They look over as Bill and Richie runs toward them.
INT. CIRCUS WAGON - CONTINUOUS
...the Monkey chases the weasel... The Monkey thought it was

all in good fun.... It stops. For an eternity, feels like.
Richie lets go of Stanley. He might run. And then --
PENNYWISE leaps out.

110.
PENNYWISE
POP GOES RICHIE!
Richie SCREAMS.
Pennywise -- as if mounted to a spring -- leans over Richie,

ready to feed off the fear. Richie too scared to move.
But as Pennywise gets nose to nose with Richie, his face

morphs from flesh to the PLASTIC SKIN OF A TOY CLOWN.
Hands grab Richie. He turns, freaking out. But --
BILL
-- it’s us, Rich. It’s us.
And as Stanley starts coming back to consciousness...
EXT. MACROVERSE - CIRCUS WAGON - CONTINUOUS
...Bill, Eddie and Richie help him out of the wagon. Nearby,
Ben tries to free Beverly from her chains.
BEN
Help! I can’t -- C’mon! Hurry!
Richie, Eddie and Stanley rush over to help. But Bill catches
sight of something running away from them in the distance.
A Small Figure in a Yellow Rain Slicker.
BILL
Georgie!
He takes off.
RICHIE
No! Bill! Wait!
But Bill doesn’t have time to wait. He races deeper into the
darkness, chasing after his little brother.
Mike is on his knees. Wobbly. Travis approaches with the

Stunbolt in one hand as he drags the Compressed Air Cannister
along the floor behind him. Travis presses the pistol right
against Mike’s glabella. You know what that is.
TRAVIS
I’m going to kill you and then I’m
going to kill all your friends...

111.
Mike looks at Travis. Like he’s given up. But then --
MIKE
No. You won’t.
Mike grabs Travis. Holds him tight as he pulls him back and
they both disappear down into the Well and we fall with them.
INTO THE WELL
Mike tumbles, like a lost sock. Catches sight of Travis

falling further below, the Stunbolt beyond him.
And then he sees it.
The Perfect Bright Orange Circle below. The Losers -- his

friends -- surrounding it...
SPARKS! As Richie snaps the chains around Beverly with the

Ax. Now free, she stands up and gives Ben a hug --
BEVERLY
Thank you...
CLANK!
They look over as the Stunbolt rolls off the edge of the well
and stops at Eddie’s feet.
RICHIE
That’s Mike’s...
SCREAMING.
As Travis falls from above into the Bright Orange Lights.

Falling fast behind him is Mike. He hits the edge of --
THE WELL
Ouch. Grabs it. But slipping fast.
Beverly dives over and grabs onto him to help. The Others all
join in and start to pull Mike to safety as --
Skitter... skitter... skitter...
Up the side of the wall, a Melted Mess of Hands appear. Grab

onto Mike’s ankle. Pulling him down into the Dead Lights.
Afraid, Mike tries to kick ‘em off. But he’s losing the
battle. Gathers his strength. And courage.

112.
MIKE
Let! Me! Go!
Punctuates each word with a kick. And with the final one, the
hardest one, the hands fall away. Mike is free.
And is pulled to safety. But the safety is fleeting as the

ground under their feet TREMORS. Like it’s the start of
something big...
BEVERLY
We have to find Bill.
EXT. MACROVERSE - THE DARKNESS - CONTINUOUS
Bill stops. Looks that way. No Georgie. This way. Uh-uh.
BILL
GEORGIE!
He squints. Sees something approach. Coming at him fast. Is

it...? Is that Geo--
PENNYWISE.
Like freight train at full speed, charges into Bill and picks
him up by his collar. Shoves him against a wall that only
just now appeared behind him.
Pennywise. Bill. Face. To Freakish, Fanged Face.
PENNYWISE
A feast for Pennywise. Ripe fear,
raw fright, a belly full of blood-
dripping dread. Can you smell tasty
Georgie on my b-b-breath, B-B-Bill?
I bit down on his windpipe as his
last word was uttered... ‘Billy’,
he whimpered, ‘Billy’ he wanted,
Pennywise he feared and Pennywise I
fed. I still pick his little boy
meat from my teeth...
Flecks of flesh hit Bill in the face as he says this.
Now I grow hungry again.
BILL
Y-You’re going to stay hungry.
We’re not scared of you anymore.
None us of are. We’re going to make
your worst fear come tr-true...

113.
In the blackness, they hear the Losers’ calling out for Bill.
The Tremors find their way to Bill and Pennywise. Confused,
Pennywise looks down at the ground. What’s happening? He
looks back up at Bill.
BILL (CONT’D)
You’re going to starve.
ON PENNYWISE. That word. Starve. It lights a spark in his

eyes we haven’t seen before as it resonates in the ancestral
cave of his mind like a chain reaction in a firework factory.
Belief has turned against him. And probably for the first
time in millenniums, it grips his heart. Whatever that is.
Pennywise drops Bill.
And retreats into the darkness.
CUT TO:
THE OTHER LOSERS. In the darkness. Holding their torches

high, searching for their leader.
STANLEY
Bill! BILL!
Up ahead,
BILL (O.S.)
OVER HERE!
They run, shouting. Tremors turn to QUAKES. It’s like the

whole universe is about to collapse around them.
BEVERLY
BILL!
There. Up ahead. On his knees. She helps him to his feet.
BEVERLY (CONT’D)
Are you okay?
Bill nods. Even though he isn’t.
BILL
H-He took off. We need to find and
kill It. It won’t stop until we do.
Bill grabs the Stunbolt from Mike and heads off into the
QUAKING DARKNESS
The Losers hunt Pennywise. With every encounter, It takes on

one of their Fears. Headless Child. Judith. Hand Creature.

114.
And each Loser steps up and confront It.
Throwing their torches at It -- letting go of their Fears --

causing It to retreat into the blackness. Until only Bill’s
Torch remains. In its flickering light, they catch the
faintest glimpses of Pennywise.
Circling around them.
PENNYWISE (O.S.)
A truce to be true. A deal to be
struck. Ignore this, forget me, and
I will let you all grow and thrive,
living happy lives until you die
happy deaths at age hundred and
one...
BILL
NO! No more...
Psssh! Bill’s TORCH extinguishes. Leaving the Losers huddled

in the darkness.
RICHIE
Maybe we should have at least
discussed the deal first...
THIN SHAFTS OF LIGHT appear. Like the sun shining through a

sewer grate, almost heavenly as they illuminate --
Georgie. In his rain slicker. Holding his Paper Boat.
GEORGIE
Let him go, Bill. He said I could
come back if you let him go...
Please, Bill...
Bill hesitates.
GEORGIE (CONT’D)
It’s really me, Bill. It’s Georgie.
He kept me here... You can take me
home... You can save me...
Bill unsure. So badly wants to believe.
BEVERLY (O.S.)
Bill.
He turns. Sees Beverly. With the rest of the Losers. He faces

back to Georgie. Holding his arms out to Bill: Hug me...

115.
BILL
I want you back more than anything
else...
Bill takes a step forward to Georgie. And he raises his arms.

But not too hug him because he has in his hands --
The Stunbolt.
BILL (CONT’D)
But you’re not Georgie...
Georgie turns to --
Pennywise. Razor teeth. Ready to lunge.
BLAM!
Stunbolt goes off.
Hits Pennywise right between the eyes.
His face RIPPLES, like a rock hitting the surface of a lake.

A CONCENTRICAL NIGHTMARE with petals of HORROR that BLOSSOM
then WITHER away. The history of Derry’s Fears flash and form
before their eyes, a thousand nightmares conjured by the
imaginations of Derry’s lost and eaten children. IT is wreath
of Screaming Hands. IT is the Rotting Flesh of Disease. IT is
the Fangs of a Predator. IT is a Crown of Bloody Thorns. IT
is the Floral Ring at Georgie’s Memorial soaked in blood. IT
is a Mouth That Screams Inside a Mouth That Screams Inside a
Mouth That Screams Inside.... IT is... IT is... IT is...
Until IT transforms back into a slithering, shapeless mass

and slinks its way back to the Well.
The Losers chase.
And as It disappears down to the bottom, we catch one last

glimpse of Pennywise’s Face. And he looks afraid. As the
Darkness brightens...
It isn’t.
And the Losers find themselves in the
BASEMENT
The seven of them.
Together.
In the corner of the basement, Bill spots a dirty, wet patch

of YELLOW. He walks over and pulls at it, revealing --

116.
Georgie’s Rain Slicker.
Bill falls to his knees and starts to cry. Months of pent up

anger and grief, he lets it all out. The Other Losers walk
over and surround him, a circle of love and friendship.
EXT. THE BARRENS - DAY
Bodies of children disgorge from the sewer pipe the Losers’

found Dorsey’s shoe in, into a swollen stream. It’s hard at
first to distinguish who is who, everyone is covered in mud.
Among them, a body blinks and sits up. It’s Travis.
TITLE CARD:
SEPTEMBER
EXT. RIVERBANK - DUSK
A GLASS SHARD glistens in the sun. A hand picks it up.

Beverly’s. She walks back to the group.
BEVERLY
Swear it, guys. Swear if IT isn’t
dead we’ll all come back..
She hands the SHARD to Bill, who SLASHES her PALM with it.
One by one the others approach, Bill slashing everyone’s
palms, does his own last before --
They all clasp hands and lock eyes.
A BLOOD OATH IS SWORN.
Bill finishes up packing. Zach pops his head in.
ZACH
Almost ready, champ?
Bill nods.
ZACH (CONT’D)
You were right.

117.
Zach throws down a paper on Bill’s bed. Travis and his dad
under the caption “SON ADMITS MURDERS, SAYS MY DADDY MADE ME
DO IT.”
ZACH (CONT’D)
I’m proud of you son.
He goes. Bill looks at the ceiling, water stain now gone.

Still uneasy.
EXT. WILL’S HOUSE - DAY
Bill packs his suitcase and looks out for his friends,
someone to send him off. No one. His mom closes the truck
and kisses him on the forehead. Still distant, but trying.
SHARON
I know it’s not Acadia, but maybe
we can make new memories. Just us.
BILL
It’s cool, Ma.
INT. BILL’S WAGONER - MOVING - DAY
They pull out and Bill looks ahead, now wishing he could stay
with his friends. As they pass Witcham and Jackson Bill
glances out at the infamous storm drain.
Then he notices behind him one, two, three, four, five, six
HUFFY BIKES swing out into the road, chasing him. Ben, Bev,
Richie, Mike, Stanley and Eddie all peddle like mad after him
waving goodbye.
Bill waves goodbye and puts his hand against the glass as
they drive away, the swarm of bikes trying to keep up behind,
until finally, turning a corner...
His friends are gone from sight.
EXT. DERRY/SKY OVER IT - DAY
As Bill’s wagon drives off we RISE UP UP UP over Bill’s

neighborhood, then HIGH OVER DERRY and the rivers and all
black pines as far as the eye can see, until we come to...
A floating RED BALLOON
It POPS!
The End

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Rain. Lashing a windowpane. A PIANO PLAYS somewhere off

INT. BILL’S BEDROOM - DAY

BILL (13), his brother, sits up in bed, surrounded by tissues

He throws a Kleenex at Georgie.

Georgie. Hesitant. Scared, even. Resigned, he looks over at

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INT. BILL’S HOUSE - DAY

Georgie hurries downstairs, catching a glimpse of their

INT. KITCHEN - BILL’S HOUSE - DAY

George’s stomach sinks as he comes face to face with THE

INT. CELLAR DOORWAY - CONTINUOUS

Walkie CRACKLES. Georgie jumps, startled.

Recovering, Georgie scrambles down the steps to THE CELLAR

INT. BILL’S BEDROOM - DAY

Bill melts a chunk of paraffin with a match in a ceramic

They both grin, the cozy room full of cheerful brotherly

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He goes. Bill looks to the rain-lashed window, piano still

EXT. BILL DENBROUGH’S HOUSE - DAY

George stops and looks up at his Brother in the window

EXT. WITCHAM STREET - LATER

A DEAD TRAFFIC LIGHT sways overhead, its black lenses gazing

Angle on the dripping street signs: WITCHAM & JACKSON.

Rain taps on George’s hood sounding to his ears like rain on

The boat whistles past a blockade of sawhorses marked DEPT OF

SMACK! He runs right into one of those sawhorses, cutting off

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He peers into the storm drain, water falling into darkness.

A GREASY WHITE FACE

George recoils from the storm drain, spooked. That’s when a

George looks around, hoping someone else is around to hear

George looks back at the drain. Deep inside there, lingering

Not Bozo, or Ronald McDonald, but something more old world,

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George glances at the paper boat, now kicking between

A big grin swells across Pennywise’s face.

Pennywise’s face turns, a dawning awareness.

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George shrugs, still not convinced.

Pennywise holds Georgie’s boat out of the drain with his

Pennywise lunges. Grabs Georgie’s hand. Jerks him down and

CUT TO the OLD WOMAN’s POV again.

On the ground. Crawling away from the drain. A gnawed and

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But at least he’s getting awa--

YANK! Georgie is pulled back into the blackness of the Storm

CUT TO the OLD WOMAN’S POV one last time.

As she totters from her building, staring in terrified

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In the distance, settled on a crosscut of the Penobscot River

TILT STRAIGHT DOWN to HANLON ABBATOIR

SEVERAL multi-acre, manure filled sheep pens stand empty. One

A SHEEP. Big and bleating. Looking right at us.

STUNBOLT GUN enters frame. Inches from the Sheep’s glabella.

It’s held there. For a squirm-in-your-seat amount of time.

That’s LEROY HANLON (60s). He looks much older though.

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