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Sure I will not

get into trouble, Bill?

Don't be a wu-wu-wuss.

I'd come with you

if I weren't... dying.

You're not dying!

You didn't see the v-v-vomit

coming out of my nose this morning?

That's disgusting.

Ok, go get the wax.

In the cellar?

You want to fl-fl-float, dont' you?

Fine.

Hurry up.

Ok, don't worry.

Where is the wax?

There it is.

Yes.

What was that?

What is that?

Alright.

There you go.

Sh-sh-she's all ready, captain.

She?

You always call a b-boat, she.

She?

Thanks, Billy.

See you later.

Bye.

Be careful.

No!

No!

Bill's gonna kill me.

Hiya Georgie.

What a nice boat...

Do you want it back?

Yes please.

You look like a nice boy.

I bet you have a lot of friends.

Three,

but my brother is the bestest.

Where's he?

In bed... sick.

I bet I could cheer him up.

I'll give him a balloon.

Do you want a

balloon too Georgie?

I'm not supposed to take

stuff from strangers.

Oh well, I'm Pennywised,

dancing clown.

Pennywise yes meet Georgie.

Georgie meet Pennywise.

Now we are not strangers,

are we?

What are you doing in the sewer?

A storm blew me away.

Blew the whole circus away.

Can you smell the circus,

Georgie?

There are peanuts,

cotton candy...

Hot dogs...

annnnnnd...

Popcorn?

Popcorn!

Is that your favorite?

- Uh huh.

- Mine too!

Because they pop.

Pop, pop, pop.

Pop, pop, pop.

Pop!

I should get going now.

Without your boat?

You don't want to lose it Georgie.

Bill's gonna kill you.

Here.

Take it.

Take it, Georgie.

Help!

Billy!

Pull it, Mike.

Go on now, pull it.

Here, reload it.

You need to start takin' more

responsibility around here, Mike.

Your dad was younger

than you when...

I'm not my dad, okay?

Yeah.

Look at me, son.

Look at me!

There are two places you

can be in this world.

You can be here like us

or you can be there...

Like them.

If you waste your time

hemming and hawing,

then someone else is gonna

make that choice for you.

Except you wont know it until

you feel that bolt between your eyes.

There is a church full of Jews.

And Stan has to take

the super Jew-y test.

But how does it work?

They slice the tip of his dick off.

But then you'll have nothing left!

- It is true.

- Wait, you guys!

Hey, Stan, what happens at

the mitzvah anyways?

Ed says you slice the

tip of the d-d-d-dick off.

Yes, Rabbi's gonna

pull down your pants.

And he will tell the crowd:

"Where's the beef?".

At he bar mitzvah,

I read from the Torah...

and then I make a speech,

and suddenly I become a man.

There's more funner

ways to become a man.

"More fun ways", you mean.

Sh*t.

Do you think they'll

sign my yearbook?

"Dear Richie...

sorry for taking a hot, steaming

dump in your backpack last month.

"Have a good summer".

Are you in there by

yourself, Beaver-ly.

Or do you have half the guys in

the school with you, huh slut?

I know you're in there,

you little sh*t, I can smell you.

No wonder you don't

have any friends.

Which is it, Greta?

Am I a slut or a little sh*t.

Make up your mind.

You're trash.

We just wanted to remind you.

Such a loser.

At least now you'll smell better.

Oh Gross.

Let's go girls.

Have a nice summer,

Beaver-ly.

Pathetic.

The best feeling ever.

Yeah?

Try tickling your pickle

for the first time.

What do you guys

wanna do tomorrow?

I start my training.

- What training?

- Street Fighter.

Is that how you want to spend

your summer, stuck in an arcade.

Better than inside your mother.

What if we go the the quarry?

Guys, we can g-go to the barrens.

Right.

Betty Ripsom's mom.

Does she really expect to see

her coming out of the school?

I don't know.

As if Betty Ripsom's been hiding

in HomeEc for the last few weeks.

Do you think they'll actually find her?

Sure.

In a ditch. All decomposed, covered

in worms and maggots, smelling...

like Eddie's mom's underwear.

Shut up!

Gross.

She's not dead.

She m-m-m-missing.

Sorry Bill, she's missing.

You know the barrens

aren't that bad.

Who doesn't love splashing

around in shitty water.

Nice frisbee, flamer.

Give it back.

F***in' losers.

Loser.

You s-s-s-suck, Bowers.

Shut up, Bill.

Did you s-s-s-say

something, B-b-b-b-Billy.

You got a free ride this year

cuz of your little brother.

Ride's over, Denbrough.

This summer its gonna be a hurt-train,

for you and your f*ggot friends.

I wish he'd go missing.

He's probably the one doing it.

Will you let me go by?

Or is there a secret

password or something?

- Sorry.

- Sorry is not...

Password.

Henry and his goons are

over by the west entrance.

So you should be fine.

I wasn't...

Everyone knows he's

looking for you.

Whatchu listening to?

New Kids on the Block.

I don't even like them,

I was just.

Wait. You're the new kid, right?

Now I get it.

There's nothing to get.

I'm just messing with you.

I'm Beverly Marsh.

I know that because

we're in the same class.

Social Studies.

And you were...

I'm Ben. But almost

everyone calls me...

The new kid.

Well, Ben,

there are worse things to be called.

Let me sign this.

Stay cool,

Ben from Soc class.

Yeah.

You too, Beverly.

Hang tough,

new kid on the block.

"Please don't go girl."

That's the name of another

New Kids on the Block song.

He thrusts his fists

against the post.

He thrusts his fists against the...

Sh*t.

P-p-post.

Need some help?

I thought we agreed.

- Before you say anything...

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