IT: Welcome to Derry (2025) s01e03 Episode Script

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Step right up, folks!
Step right up and see our hall
of freaks and curiosities!
The Lee Twins, joined at birth
by a cruel trick of God!
Careful.
And the dog-faced boy,
more dog than boy.
The Skeleton Man,
more dead than alive.
Slorak, the Man-Ape,
more ape than man.
Come on. They're all here.
Step right up…
into a grotesquerie of horrors
beyond your darkest imaginings.
Step right up.
There you go.
Step right up.
Step right up.
Keep moving.
Hello, boy.
Come closer.
Don't be afraid. Come closer.
Come on. Come closer.
Yeah. That's right.
Now you see it!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
There you are.
For the love of Christ.
Don't be a damn sissy, Francis.
Your old man won you something.
Come on.
- Step right up.
- Thank you.
Come on.
God.
Damn fair cleaned me out.
Get us some water.
One please.
Come on now, hurry up.
It's five cents.
That's all I got.
That a slingshot?
Where's that damn slingshot?
Wait! Francis! No! Come back! Wait!
Francis! Come back!
What do you want?
Leave me alone!
Hello.
Run, come on!
Hurry.
He's getting closer!
Don't look back!
Look at the logjam.
Yippee!
Mrs. Bainbridge.
Pleasure to see you again.
I've upped Lilly's dosage
of chlorpromazine,
but if she has another episode,
we may want to discuss a more
restrictive treatment plan.
Where is she now?
Lilly forged quite the bond last summer
with the head of our housekeeping staff.
She wanted to say goodbye
before she left.
Fold and tuck.
It's going to be okay, dear.
You're a bright girl.
You'll figure it out.
Yeah, it's just…
It's my fault that her dad's in jail.
We don't even know each other that well.
And if I tell the truth
about what I really saw, then…
You'd probably wind up right back here.
What would you do if you were me?
My father used to say that life
is about the journey.
But I think it's more about
who you take that journey with.
And if this Ronnie means as much
to you as it sounds,
you're going to find a way
to make things right.
Somehow.
Listen.
If you tell me that
you've seen the impossible…
then I believe you.
Most people, well…
they only believe what they can see…
with their own eyes.
Easy, partner.
I come in peace.
What's the matter, not your brand?
I'm more of an Embassy Golds man.
Is that right? Embassy Golds.
Not too popular this side of the pond.
To think, I had you pegged
as a Pall Mall man,
a regular James Coburn.
Lee Marvin.
Pall Malls,
the commercials are Lee Marvin.
Well, you do know your movie stars, Hank.
Guess it comes with the territory, huh?
You know what I know,
what my… my territory is?
Liars.
I can sniff 'em out a mile away.
Where were you
the night of the murder, Hank?
I told you, I was home.
Then why do I have an eyewitness,
puts you on Jackson Street at 11:30?
Yeah, a witness called it in,
said she saw your picture in the papers.
Put two and two together with the man
she'd seen sneaking around
in the shadows that night.
- She wrote a sworn statement.
- Yeah, it don't make it true.
Well, she was pretty upset.
So, we went out there,
had a look around, and…
found this at the scene.
"Thou shalt not lie," Hank.
Do you know what they do
to kiddy-killers in Shawshank?
I didn't do nothing to those kids,
and I wasn't nowhere near that theater.
Then where were you, Hank?
And don't give me any more guff
about you being at home in bed.
Don't insult my intelligence.
All right.
We're gonna miss you around here, Hank.
At least we got the memories.
Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait. wait.
I… I didn't do this! I didn't do this!
Come back! Come back!
Can you imagine if your dad
turns out to be a psycho killer?
I mean, they must have evidence
if they arrested him, right?
This is America. You can't just
throw people in jail for nothing.
Are we talking about the same country?
She just doesn't seem
like the kind of person
that would've been raised by a killer.
That's all.
Hey.
Grabbed this from the nurse's office.
It should help get that off.
You're the last person I need help from.
You're lucky I don't whoop your ass
for what you did to my dad.
You just walk on out of here.
- Just go.
- I'll tell them, okay?
What I really saw.
- You will?
- I'll do anything to make it right.
It happened again at the grocery store.
I saw my dad.
They sent me back to Juniper Hill.
Now everyone thinks I'm still crazy or,
I don't know, even more crazy.
So even if I tell them the truth,
no one's gonna believe it.
People only believe what
they can see for themselves.
It won't matter what we tell them
unless we can show them proof.
How are we supposed to get proof?
You actually think this thing
is gonna stop
and pose for pictures?
What have we got to lose?
It's worth a shot.
To prove that I'm not crazy
and that your dad's not a killer.
Okay.
Say we try this
and we actually get something.
What are we gonna do?
Send it to Keene's to get developed?
We'd never get those pictures back.
And I don't know how
to develop a roll of film.
- Do you?
- No.
But there must be someone
we know who can.
We stripped that Caddy down to the bolts.
If there was anything hidden inside,
we'd have found it. It's clean.
Nothing but blood stains and bullet holes.
We even checked the area
around the dig site.
Must have dug up half an acre.
Still no luck.
Of course not.
What we're looking for
was buried in Derry 300 years
before the automobile was even invented.
But that car had to give off something
for Hallorann to be able to find it.
It's part of the 1935 cycle.
The Bradley Gang massacre.
Bunch of Dillinger wannabes.
Town went crazy and shot them to hell.
Eyewitness reports at the time
suggest sightings of the entity
in one of its forms.
Everything we've dug up so far
and we're no closer
to locating the target.
And we're running out of time.
Hallorann's psychic abilities
have been proven,
but there's only so much he can do
stuck on base pointing at maps.
We need to get him closer to the target.
Right on top of it if possible.
On top of it, sir?
Put him in the air.
Hallorann is the key
to this whole operation.
If something should happen to him…
We have Major Hanlon
to look after him now.
Well, with all due respect, sir,
how do we know Hallorann will do
any better out in the field?
Maybe he just needs
a little something extra to guide him.
Something that put its mark on that thing
a long time ago.
Ain't no way.
- Bullshit. Bullshit.
- Ain't no way.
There ain't no way. Ain't no way.
You ain't never made it
with Aretha Franklin.
Hand to God!
We met in Detroit. At a club.
Spent the night together. Shit,
she even wrote a song about me.
Yeah, "Won't Be Long."
Goddamn, man.
Fuck!
I thought you were supposed
to have special privileges.
So, what?
So, can't you get us a little upgrade?
Hallorann. It's time.
We want that upgrade.
Masters, son of a bitch.
I'd love to get him
and his buddies alone, let me tell you.
It's too bad,
because Masters and his pals
- shipped off yesterday, so it's done.
- Yeah, tell that to my right shoulder.
You gotta man up, Pauly.
- "Man up"?
- Yeah.
I was taking those two guys down
while you were still
under the bed looking
for your jaw. "Man up."
I don't remember you taking anyone down.
I remember you were getting tossed around
like a baby.
I'm a lover, not a fighter.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Then why are you
in the military? Why'd you join?
- I look so good in the uniform.
- Yeah?
- No, not the hair. Not the hair.
- Fuck you.
Touch that, you die. You know that.
- Major.
- Colonel.
Airman Hallorann, this is Major Hanlon,
Captain Russo. They'll be your crew
for today's surveillance flight.
How they hangin', fellas?
Sir, what exactly are we
gonna be surveilling this afternoon?
Your consoles.
Think of Hallorann here
as a human compass.
You go wherever he says to.
- Sounds good.
- Let's get you in the air.
- So, Hallorann.
- Yeah?
What's with the cigars?
No cigars in here.
Well, then what's in it?
You wouldn't understand.
You're… You're gonna need to turn east.
East. Now!
Roger that. East we go.
Why… Why are you stopping?
We have to get out of here.
We're okay now. Look.
It doesn't leave the woods.
What was that thing?
I don't know.
Stop, please.
Why can't it leave the woods?
Can you keep a secret?
I don't know what they think
they're doing out there.
Our ceremonial grounds
have always been off limits.
- If they want the land…
- They always want the land.
Then at least give us a fair price
so that we can fix things up
around the Marsh.
She's right.
We're, what, an hour outside of Derry?
We might as well be on different planets.
The tax money they got
to pave their streets.
The car they dug up?
This isn't about airing
long-standing grievances…
It was Al Bradley's.
From '35.
The massacre.
If you're going
to represent our interests…
We have to do something
now, Auntie.
- Before they get any closer…
- No.
And so do they.
You and your friends
are not to get involved.
Not in this.
You're needed.
Do you understand?
This is about you doing
what you were elected to do.
If anyone has any suggestions,
they should speak up now.
John, something has to be done. Now.
I've requested to meet,
asking for a special liaison
to the community.
We've heard nothing,
so what do you suggest?
Something stronger.
We start with a cease-and-desist letter.
- That's bullshit.
- Give them some time to respond,
and if we still hear nothing,
we file a formal complaint
through the federal government.
You know they'll just ignore it.
You want to stop them?
I don't.
Not until I find out
what it is they're actually
doing out there.
Hey, Hallorann, you all right back there?
Hallorann!
The hell's he doing?
You think I know
what's going on with him?
Hallorann!
"Human compass"? Look at this fucking guy.
Look like a human compass to you?
He's having a goddamn fit.
Jesus Christ.
Ground, this is USAF-KC135.
I got a buddy at Fort Bragg,
he was saying that they're doing, like,
mind control on goats or some shit.
Is that what this is?
Is this some goat shit, Lee?
There appears to be something wrong
with Hallorann. Unresponsive.
- Requesting permission to head back.
- That's a negative, Major Hanlon.
- Maintain present course.
- I'm advising again. Unresponsive.
Requesting permission to head back.
I'm advising that Airman Hallorann
is unresponsive!
Requesting permission to head back!
Hallorann!
Hey! Hallorann!
Who are you?
Grandma.
He's coming, Dickie.
Get out of here. Now!
Hallorann! Step back, Hallorann!
- Hallorann! Hallorann!
- No! No!
- Hey! Hey!
- You both in?
- How you holding up, soldier?
- I feel fine, sir.
So…
you saw it.
More like it saw me.
What was it like?
Cold.
You did good up there today.
If there's anything
we can do to make
your time here a little easier,
you let me know.
- Now that you mention it…
- That was quick.
Me and my pals on base, it's kind of hard
to find a place to blow off steam.
If you can see fit
to find us someplace that
maybe it don't rain in on our heads,
I know the boys would be grateful.
Understood. I'll see what I can do.
Sir.
It wasn't supposed to see us.
It wasn't supposed to know.
I got a feeling
we keep on like we're doing,
something bad is coming.
Maybe we oughta just let this thing be.
Rest up.
Here you go, gentlemen.
The trip was supposed
to be short,
but the launch was delayed
for over three hours
after Shepard climbed into the rocket.
So Shepard asked
if he could go outside and pee,
and they said no,
but they had to temporarily
turn off the electrical parts in his suit
so he could pee in his pants
without frying himself.
So, you're telling me the first human
that went to space went there
with pee in his pants?
Yeah.
It could have been worse.
Dude, stop!
You got it on your face.
Let me ask you this.
Who do you think has
the best ta-tas in the grade?
What?
Do they not call them ta-tas
where you're from?
- No, they do.
- Well, for me, it's Delores.
Even though Marge Truman
has the better face.
Ronnie Grogan?
What does she want with you?
- Can I what?
- Develop film.
I mean, the way you talked
about that stink bomb,
thought maybe you knew
what type of chemicals
you needed in a dark room.
Can't you just send it out
to a lab?
No. Can you help us or not?
Maybe, but why?
You wouldn't believe us if we told you.
Try me.
So, what do you think?
Why did I agree to this?
I can't help her.
Well, do you believe her?
I believe she believes it.
But when she asked me,
it's like my mind just went blank.
- Love will do that to you.
- Yeah.
- Wait, what?
- Ronnie. You're sweet on her.
- I know the signs.
- There are no signs.
Sure there are.
Love can make you do
some crazy things, pal.
Like climb a balcony or… or…
Or write a poem
on the inside of your shoe
so no one finds out about it.
Who writes poems on the inside
of their shoes?
Just someone.
Someone in love.
Okay, but I'm not in love with Ronnie.
Whatever you say, Romeo.
Let me know if you need any help.
You looking for anything special today?
Well, I don't know.
What do you have for a nickel?
- Francis Shaw.
- Has it really been 50 years?
Doesn't seem possible.
No, it doesn't.
It's the oddest thing.
Before I got here, I…
I didn't remember you at all.
- You really know how to flatter a gal.
- I mean, I didn't remember any of it.
- You. This town.
- You're not the first.
Derry's funny that way.
No matter how long you spend here,
the further away you get,
the more it all just seems to fade.
Some would say it's for the best.
I don't know.
It has its charms.
What do you remember?
Not much.
My father, life on the base,
but mostly I remember you.
It was one summer, Francis. We were 12.
I doubt you even remembered my name.
I didn't.
Not until this week.
You're in charge of the digs?
What are you doing out there, Francis?
Soil surveys.
We're trying to figure out
where to lay pipe
to bring in water from the Kenduskeag.
And our community is concerned
that your dig
will disturb sacred remains.
We can't allow unmarked burial grounds
to be destroyed.
Then let's work together.
You can show us exactly
what areas to stay away from.
I know it might not mean much
coming from a man in my position,
but you can trust me.
I'd like to believe that.
I will talk to the town council.
No promises.
I'll be in touch.
It's nice to see you, Rose.
You too.
What's the matter?
Why do you look so sad?
My dad got his redeployment orders.
We leave in the morning.
I was gonna wait
to give this back to you, but…
I think you should have it.
Something to remember me by.
You have to promise me something, okay?
Promise me you'll never
forget me, this summer,
us being friends.
Francis, you don't know this yet, but…
this place has a way
of making people forget,
even if they don't want to.
Holy smokes! This place
is the living end, man!
How do you even know about it?
It's my friends' place. Their hangout.
Or it was.
No way! I love these!
So, how do we get this picture?
Well, I guess we could either wait for it
to come after us again or…
I don't know, somehow draw it out?
What are all the ways this thing
has come after you so far?
Matty, my dad.
- Ronnie's mom.
- Yeah, but it's not them.
It's something pretending to be them,
to scare us.
The right question would be,
what in the hell is it?
- It's an orixá.
- What?
You know, an evil spirit.
Well, they're not all evil,
but this one sounds pretty bad.
How do you know?
Well, I don't know for sure,
but my tío was a babalao.
Back in Cuba, a Santería priest.
He told me whenever
someone welched on him,
you know,
didn't pay back money and stuff,
he'd conjure this orixá
and send it after them.
And the really mean ones
always took the form
of their dead ancestors.
You know, to really freak them out.
And he was able to just conjure them?
Yeah, but he had to go
to a cemetery, light candles.
It was a whole big thing.
Crazy, right?
Go! Go! Go!
No! Stupid wind!
Rich…
Did he ever tell you how?
Evening, ma'am.
- Thank you. Come on in.
- Yes, ma'am.
Major.
- Don't sell yourself short.
- You put some Spanish saffron in this?
Ain't much in the way of Cajun cuisine
in these parts, I'm afraid.
Things are certainly different here,
I'll give you that.
We're getting into
the swing of it, though.
Starting to feel like home.
You don't like it much
down here, do you, Mrs. Hanlon?
Oh, I like it fine.
You know, it's hard not to miss
the things you leave behind.
We don't need to get into all that.
I was a history teacher.
Colored school?
There another kind down there
that'd let me teach?
Fair enough.
We tried to find something
at a school up here,
but all they had was clerical work.
She's overqualified.
There were other things.
Meetings, marches.
- Please.
- The movement.
The Major is worried my activism
will reflect poorly
on him with his colleagues.
Hamper his ascent
up the military food chain.
I can see how that
could be a concern, ma'am.
It's hard enough being colored
in the service.
And you got any real ambition,
you gonna want
your personal life
to be cleaner than your uniform.
Well, I'm not surprised
y'all two flyboys stick together.
Excuse me,
I'm gonna get dessert started.
So, where's your son at tonight?
Will?
You'll meet him sometime.
But he's at a friend's house now.
This camera's boss.
Oh, man. I've never seen
one of these before.
Will.
What's with the face?
Nothing.
Hey, Ronnie.
Don't waste film.
We need every picture we can get.
- All right, sorry.
- Look okay?
- We did everything like you said.
- Yeah, great. A-plus.
Okay.
- Should we start?
- Yeah, sure.
Why not? Come on.
Hell of a meal, Major.
Your wife know her way around the kitchen.
I never told you we had a son.
Must have heard it from someone on base.
What happened up there?
I mean, closing your eyes
to look for something.
What is that?
My grandmama said it's like…
it's like seeing things
without seeing things.
Yeah, I know. It sounds crazy, right?
Place I grew up, everybody knew someone
who knew someone that was like that.
I've just never seen it for myself.
It's funny, just before,
you asked me about my son,
I felt something.
Yeah, somewhere in the back of my brain.
Can't describe it really,
other than it's the strangest
goddamn thing I've ever felt
in my whole life.
And I've only felt it one other time.
The night I was attacked…
you were there.
It wasn't you holding the pipe,
but I know what I felt.
Stay out of my head. We clear?
I will. I will.
You don't have to worry about that.
What is that supposed to mean?
I've seen what men think about
when they're facing death.
They think about their families.
They think about their regrets.
But you?
Gun to your head, finger on the trigger.
You were analyzing.
You were just…
collecting information.
It's like the part of your brain
that's supposed to be afraid,
it's not even there.
So, you are not
the kind of fella
I'm likely to fuck with, Major.
But you saved my life up in that bird.
So I sure wouldn't mind
having you with me in them trenches.
All right.
Who's ready for some dessert?
Mud cake's just about done.
- I would love some mud cake.
- All right.
Come on, Lee.
Rich, you're just repeating yourself.
What is that? What are you saying?
The Santa Maria?
The prayer for the dead?
Now we wait.
Feels like we should be facing away
from each other to see out, right?
Yeah, that's what my uncle said to do.
Yeah. Yeah, good idea.
Sorry.
Gotta take a whiz.
No. Wait, wait, I thought you said
we couldn't leave
the circle until it was done.
No, you can.
You just have to come back quickly.
My cousin told me.
You said your uncle did it.
Well, yeah, but I mostly heard
about it from my cousin, so…
You didn't hear it from him?
Well, not the whole thing.
- This is so messed up.
- Okay, we're leaving.
Hold on, guys,
he was just trying to help.
Making up all this mumbo jumbo?
Come on. Monsters, ghosts,
it's all mumbo jumbo.
So, you still don't believe me?
You think it's just my imagination?
I… I believe you believe it.
I'm sorry, okay? I… I didn't…
- Ro… Ron!
- Wait, Ronnie!
It's just hard making friends.
- You know?
- I know, man. I know.
You okay?
I don't want to talk about it.
Come on, Rich! We gotta catch up!
Are you seeing this?
Something's wrong, I think.
Hey, Ron, slow down. Ron, wait up.
Whoa!
What's happening?
Go, go, go!
We're almost there!
Tío?
No, tío!
What's happening?
This can't be real. This can't be real.
I got it! I got it!
Oranges and lemons
Say the bells of St. Clement's
Rich! Get the camera!
I see it!
I got it! I got it!
Flashlight.
Oh, shit!
Oh, shit! Whoa!
- Rich?
- Will, get the camera!
Oh my God, what the hell was that?
Where's Will?
Guys, guys! hey, guys, stop!
Where's Will?
He was just right behind me.
- Come on!
- Hurry!
- Come on! Oh my God!
- Hurry, get out of there!
Come on!
- I should have believed you.
- You're damn right!
Do you need help?
Shit, I think I just broke
both my femurs.
Okay, so first we're going
to set up three trays
and a water bath.
- Fill one tray with developer.
- Smells like Fizz-A-Lot.
- Can you drink these?
- No.
One with mixer
and the other with stop bath.
Rich, don't touch that.
Red light.
Timer.
And now we wait.
Holy shit.
I took that.
Guys, come on.
Here.
Teddy!
We did it.
- We actually did it.
- Oh my God.
Come on, next one.
Let's go. Wait, this way, right?
- No, other way.
- Okay. Here.
Susie!
Yes! Oh my gosh.
Yes.
- Ronnie.
- I'm coming.
It's the picture I took in the crypt.
What is that?
It's a clown.