Stan, we all have to go. Beverly was right. If we split up like last time,
that clown will kill us one by one. But if we stick together, all of us, we’ll win. I promise. Hey, Eddie, you got a quarter? I wouldn’t want to make a wish
in that fucking thing. Beverly? How are we supposed to get down there? All right. Come on. All right. Guys, guys. Help. – All right, buddy?
– Yeah, I’m okay. Step right up, Beverly. Step right up. Come change. Come float.
You’ll laugh. You’ll cry. You’ll cheer. You’ll die. Introducing Pennywise the Dancing Clown. I’m not afraid of you. You will be. Help! Help me!