Original subtitles

-♪ (EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ -(DISTORTED VOICES LAUGHING)

VOICES: (OVERLAPPING) Trouble! Trouble! Trouble!

Trouble! Trouble! Trouble! Trouble! Trouble!

(PROJECTOR HUMMING LOUDLY)

-♪ (MUSIC BUILDS, FADES) ♪ -(DISTORTED VOICES CHANTING)

-TOWNSPEOPLE: (REPEATING) Trouble! -Mothers of River City,

heed that warning before it's too late.

Watch for the tell-tale signs of corruption.

The minute your son leaves the house,

does he re-buckle his knickerbockers

below the knee?

Is there a nicotine stain on his index finger?

A dime-novel hidden in the corncrib?

Is he starting to memorize jokes from Captain Billy's Whiz Bang?

Are certain words

creeping into his conversation?

-(LIPS SUCKING) -ROBERT PRESTON: (AS HAROLD HILL) Words like...

like "swell"?

TOWNSPEOPLE: Trouble!

ROBERT: A-ha, and "so's your old man."

-TOWNSPEOPLE: Trouble! -ROBERT: If so, my friends...

-♪ ("YA GOT TROUBLE" PLAYING) ♪ -ROBERT: You got trouble...

-♪ Oh we got trouble ♪ -Shh!

♪ Right here in River City ♪

♪ With a capital T And that rhymes with P ♪

-♪ And that stands for "pool" ♪ -♪ That stands for "pool" ♪

-♪ We've surely got trouble ♪ -♪ We've surely got trouble ♪

-♪ Right here in River City ♪ -♪ Right here ♪

♪ Remember the Maine ♪

♪ Plymouth Rock And the Golden Rule ♪

♪ Our children's children Gonna have trouble... ♪

USHER: (WHISPERING) Psst. Kid, get over here.

Kid, get over here. Now.

-♪ (SINGING CONTINUES) ♪ -USHER: Get over here. Hey!

♪ Oh, yes we got trouble Trouble, trouble ♪

♪ Oh yes, we got trouble here We got big, big trouble ♪

-♪ With a T ♪ -♪ With a capital T... ♪

♪ (SONG FADES) ♪

(RUNNING FOOTSTEPS)

HANK GROGAN: Cal, what's going on?

CAL: It's the Clements boy again, Hank.

Third time this week I've caught him

sneaking in for a freebie.

Hmm. Leave him be. You ever see that boy's damn family?

Pity is not gonna keep the lights on, Hank.

Hmm.

Uh, Ronnie.

You, um, you see a boy running around here about your age?

(SMACKS LIPS) Yeah, Pops.

He went that way.

(DOOR OPENING, CLOSING)

♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Come on. Back to work.

Music Man, directed by?

-RONNIE GROGAN: Morton DaCosta. -HANK: Hmm. (CHUCKLES)

First film was?

Personal favorite of your nana's.

-RONNIE: Auntie Mame! -HANK: Ooh! That's my girl.

Hey!

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(CAR ENGINE RUMBLING)

(MATTY CLEMENTS PANTS)

Next time, I'm calling the police!

You hear me, kid?

I mean it!

-(TRACKS RATTLING) -♪ (MUSIC SWELLS, CONCLUDES) ♪

(LIPS SUCKING)

♪ (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(ENGINE RUMBLES)

(SUCKING)

-♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪ -(BRAKES SQUEALING)

(SIGHS)

♪ (SOFT JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING OVER CAR RADIO) ♪

You all right, young man?

-(TREMBLING) Yes. -Look at you, you poor thing.

Get in before you catch your death of cold.

Thank you.

(MATTY EXHALES SHAKILY)

Wrap yourself in this, dear. You must be freezing.

(SOFTLY) Thank you.

Now, you just tell us where home is,

and we'll get you back to your parents

safe and sound, okay?

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Anywhere but Derry.

Well, we're headed to Portland,

so you hitched the right ride. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(ENGINE RUMBLES)

RADIO ANNOUNCER: WNXE News Radio.

It's the top of the hour.

Here are tonight's top stories. Fresh reports tonight

out of Moscow of more underground nuclear tests.

Experts now warn the resulting radiation

poses a global risk with potential consequences

ranging from cancer to genetic mutations

resulting in highly

-unusual birth defects... -(BREATHES SHAKILY)

Dad, can we put something else on?

This stuff gives me the willies.

Willies? W-I-L--

Ray, not now.

-♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ -He's going through a phase. He spells everything.

-L-I-E-S. -That's right.

Why don't you show our new friend

what a good little speller you are?

Spell "bungalow."

B-U-N-G-A-L-O-W.

MOTHER: Spell "symphony."

RAY: S-Y-M-P-H-O-N-Y.

-MOTHER: Spell "fuchsia." -(FLY BUZZING)

-RAY: F-U-C-H-S-I-A. -(DAUGHTER SNIFFS)

FATHER: Now, that's a ten-dollar word.

(MOTHER CHUCKLES)

Spell "trouble."

T-R-U...

-T-R-O-A... -♪ (EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

-RAY: T-R-U... -Ugh!

-♪ (MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY) ♪ -T-R-O-U-B-L-E, you idiot!

-Be nice, Arlene. -I am nice!

(QUIETLY) When I wanna be.

There goes my little harlot.

Couldn't glue those legs together if you tried,

-I tell ya. -(PARENTS CHUCKLE)

-Reminds me of her mother. -(LAUGHS)

(FAMILY LAUGHING)

-(LAUGHTER FADES) -♪ (SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

I... I thought you said we were headed to Portland.

MOTHER: Spell "vasectomy," baby.

Can you use that in a sentence?

MOTHER: Your father got a vasectomy

right after he impregnated me again.

(PARENTS CHUCKLE)

V-A-S-E...

Can you pull over, please?

-RAY: ...C-T-O-M-Y. -♪ (MUSIC GROWS LOUDER) ♪

-Necrosis. -RAY: N-E-C-R-O-S-I-S.

"Kidnapping."

-(RAY SPELLING) -There's a gas station up ahead,

-and I have to pee. -"Maggots."

If we could just pull over, even for a second.

-...G-O-T-S. -MOTHER: "Cadaver."

-RAY: C-A-D-A-V-E-R. -"Strangulation."

No, no! Please, no!

-♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪ -(BREATHES SHAKILY)

-(DOOR RATTLING) -RAY: ...L-A-T-I-O-N.

-Let me out! -"Out." O-U-T!

-Let me out! -FAMILY: O-U-T! O-U-T!

-O-U-T! -(GRUNTS)

-FAMILY: O-U-T. -Let me out!

FAMILY: (CONTINUES CHANTING) O-U-T.

-O-U-T. O-U-T. -(TIRES SCREECH)

I'll handle the driving, son.

-RAY: O-U-- -(YELPS, GROANS)

-(WHIMPERS) -(GROANS, EXHALES)

FAMILY: (QUIETLY) O-U-T. O-U-T. O-U-T.

(STOMACH GURGLING)

Looks like somebody else wants to get... O-U-T.

-FAMILY: O-U-T! O-U-T! O-U-T! -♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

-(SCREAMS) -FAMILY: O-U-T! O-U-T!

-O-U-T! O-U-T! -(GRUNTS, SCREAMS)

-FAMILY: O-U-T! O-U-T! -(MOTHER SCREAMS, GRUNTS)

-FAMILY: O-U-T! O-U-T! -(SCREAMS)

FAMILY: O-U-T! O-U-T!

-♪ (DRAMATIC STING) ♪ -O-U-T!

FAMILY: O-U-T!

-(SCREAMS, GRUNTS) -(CRACKLING)

-(SCREAMS) -FAMILY: O-U-T! O-U-T! O-U-T!

-(FLESH TEARING, SQUELCHING) -FAMILY: O-U-T! O-U-T! O-U-T!

-FAMILY: O-U-T! O-U-T! -(SCREAMS)

(CRACKLING CONTINUES)

-(BLOOD GUSHING) -FAMILY: O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T!

-O-U-T! O-U-T! -(SCREAMS)

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(GUTTURAL COOING)

(BABY COOS, SNARLS)

-Aw. -(GROWLING CRY)

He's beautiful, dear.

Isn't he, though?

-(BABY SNARLS) -♪ (SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(GUTTURAL CRYING)

-(BABY COOS) -♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

-(BABY COOS) -MOTHER: Come here. (CHUCKLES)

-♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪ -(BABY SNARLS)

MOTHER: Come meet your family, sweetheart.

(CHUCKLES)

-(MUTANT BABY SCREECHES) -♪ (MUSIC SWELLS, FADES) ♪

♪ (RADIO CONTINUES PLAYING) ♪

(BREATHING HEAVILY, GASPING)

-(SQUELCHING) -(THUD)

(MUTANT BABY GROWLS)

(GASPS)

(MUTANT BABY SNARLING SOFTLY)

-(SCREECHES) -♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(FAMILY LAUGHING MANICALLY)

(MUTANT BABY SCREECHING)

(MATTY SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

(FAMILY CONTINUES LAUGHING)

(GRUNTS)

(MUTANT BABY SCREECHING)

-(CHILDREN GIGGLING) -(MUTANT BABY SCREECHING)

(FAMILY CONTINUES LAUGHING)

MOTHER: Look at my baby!

(FAMILY LAUGHING)

(LAUGHTER STOPS)

(SNARLS)

(TIRES SCREECH)

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

(LOUD SCREECHING)

-(GLASS CLINKING) -♪ (EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(DISTORTED WHISPERS)

(WHISPERS CONTINUE)

♪ (DISTORTED SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪

-♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪ -(AIRPLANE ENGINES RUMBLING)

-(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING) -♪ (GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Oh, shit!

-(ENGINES RUMBLING) -♪ (THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

-PAULY RUSSO: Derry, huh? -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

PAULY: I bet there's zero nightclubs in this town.

Probably not one decent Chinese restaurant.

Come on, Pauly. (SIGHS) We survived Korea.

Pretty sure we can survive this.

Yeah, speak for yourself.

Major Hanlon, Captain Russo.

I'm Colonel Fuller, General Shaw's XO.

He asked that I greet you airmen personally.

How was the flight up?

-Smooth. -A little bumpy.

(INDISTINCT ANNOUCEMENT OVER PA)

Excellent, gentlemen. This way, please.

♪ (DARING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

FULLER: Your skills and experience

will be put to good use here, Major.

DAFB is one of only six SAC bases in the entire country.

Now, it might seem somewhat remote,

but make no mistake.

As the northernmost continental United States Air Force base,

we are the tip of the spear.

Soviet airspace is a brisk seven-hour flight that way.

Straight over the Arctic Ocean and on till morning.

In other words, when the nuclear shit

hits the fan, we'll be the first call.

If. If the nuclear shit hits the fan.

I'm a bit of an optimist.

Yeah, I'm not.

♪ (DARING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

Uh, sir, what's that over there?

That's Special Projects.

Sounds, uh, sounds special.

I understand you're only living on base temporarily, Major.

Uh, yes, sir.

Renting a house in town, just waiting for everything

to get all set up. Should be finished by the time

my family gets here.

What, you don't want 'em to live near Uncle Pauly?

-(LEROY CHUCKLES) -Thought I was family, huh?

Eight years living on base, I just think my missus is ready

for a little taste of normal.

Well, if normal is what you're after,

you two are going to love Derry.

♪ ("DREAMER" BY JOYCE HARRIS PLAYING) ♪

(LIVELY CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)

♪ Dreamer, I'm just a dreamer ♪

-(SCHOOL BELL RINGING) -♪ Some say ♪

♪ I'm just wasting time ♪

-(LOCKERS SLAMMING SHUT) -♪ (SONG BECOMES MUFFLED) ♪

(SLAMMING CONTINUES)

-(GASPS) -(STUDENTS GASP, EXCLAIM)

(STUDENTS SNICKERING)

(STUDENTS LAUGHING, MURMURING)

Hey, Lills, you okay? (SIGHS) Jeez, I'm sorry.

It's a bunch of fucking cretins, that's what they are.

I'm fine.

Guess I'll just stink like pickle juice until dinner.

-Well, if you ask me... -(LOCKER DOOR SLAMS)

...you smell delicious.

MASCOT: Bert the Turtle says, "Duck and Cover!"

So, my aunt said we can come on any weekend we want this summer.

Oh, swell.

My cousin Ray said they have a bunch of parties

at the beach that are crazy.

They're supposed to be the ginchiest.

What? What are you looking at?

My eyes? (SIGHS)

These new glasses make them look huge, don't they?

That optometrist is a sadist.

No. No, Marge, your eyes are fine.

-Sincerely. -You have to promise me,

because I'm not going through the rest of the year

looking like some bug-eyed freak.

It's hard enough to get Joey Navinsky to notice me

-as it is. -PHIL: I mean, obviously,

we're not alone in the universe, right?

-(FOOT BANGS ON LOCKER) -Did...

Did Loony Lilly Bainbridge just check us out?

What?

I don't know. My point is,

what if the atomic age changed everything

and now we're a threat,

which is why visitors from the red planet

-are already here, secretly? -In Derry?

Maybe that's what's going on over that air base.

Maybe they've got one of these things, like, on ice

that they're experimenting with.

You've been sitting too close to the TV again, haven't you?

My dad says those cathode rays will shrink your balls, man.

I saw seven C-133's land there in less than 48 hours.

Big, fat Cargomasters. Why?

What are they carrying? Think about it.

You didn't study for the test at all, did you?

What's the point when World War III is imminent?

Duck and cover, Teds. Duck and cover.

(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)

RADIO DJ: So, to keep you groovy kids grooving,

here's Hasil Adkins with "Chicken Walk."

♪ ("CHICKEN WALK" BY HASIL ADKINS PLAYING OVER SPEAKER) ♪

(BUZZER BLARING IN DISTANCE)

AIRMAN 1: These are your men, Major.

LEROY HANLON: Thank you, airman.

Afternoon, airmen.

Fall in!

Masters!

-♪ (SONG STOPS) ♪ -AIRMAN 2: Look alive, men. Major on deck.

Ten-hut!

(DISTANT CHATTER)

O'DONNELL: Major Hanlon, we've been expecting you.

It's an honor, sir. I'm First Airman O'Donnell.

This is the rest of 70th Squadron's MX.

First Airman Colton, Allard and Donahue,

Staff Sergeant Ricciardi,

and Airman Second Class Masters, sir.

Airman Masters.

Now, I am your superior commissioned officer,

so I expect to be accorded the respect of said rank.

Do I make myself clear?

I'll get you next time, brother.

SHAW: Do we have a problem here?

O'DONNELL: Ten-hut!

No, sir, General Shaw.

Remind me, Colonel.

What's the penalty for a Code 89 violation?

FULLER: Court martial, sir.

So, I ask you once again, do we have a problem?

-Walk with me, Major. -Yes, sir.

I apologize.

Not quite the welcome wagon we intended.

Why don't you swing by my office tomorrow

around 1500 hours? Get properly acquainted.

Yes, sir. I'll be there.

♪ (EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

SHAW: Take me back to the Q, airman.

(JEEP DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(ENGINE REVS)

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

So, you're sucking up already, huh?

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

Why do they make brassieres so pointy?

I mean, boobs aren't that pointy.

Are we supposed to believe

that under a sweater is just two pointy cones?

Are pointy cones better?

Teds, Miss Johanssen is about to take her bra off.

Her boobs are gonna be out.

What are you doing?

Homework, do you mind?

Oh, here we go.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have lift-off.

Bet you five bucks those aren't pointy cones.

(CAT MEOWS)

(CAT MEOWING)

-(THUD) -(GROANS)

Damn it! Fucking Scotty did it again.

Right, so where were we?

So, what we've got is pretty good so far.

I was just thinking that, like, I know you're the story guy,

but when he comes to Earth...

-(TOY CHIRPS) -...it could just be, like,

killing people,

tearing guys' dicks off with his tentacles,

or slurping their brains out through a straw?

TEDDY URIS: Mm-hmm.

Or I could shove a grenade up your ass and blow you up.

What's wrong, Teddy?

Today was four months.

Four months to the day since... since Matty.

Oh.

Yeah, man. So messed up.

Anyway, uh, I'll keep working on the illustrations.

I'm trying to talk about Matty.

What's talking about it gonna do,

bring him back to life?

-♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ -They never even found a body.

Don't start this again.

That usually means he's a runaway.

He could have ran away.

-And why would he run away? -Gee, I don't know.

Maybe because he had just about no friends

in the whole wide world,

and the only ones he did have had to be paid

-to go to his birthday. -We weren't paid.

-Candy isn't money, Teddy. -Same thing.

His mom offered us that candy fair and square.

We were doing her a favor, a good deed.

We didn't even know it was his birthday.

Look, whatever happened to Matty

wasn't because we forgot his stupid birthday, okay?

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

-(TEDDY GRUNTS) -♪ (MUSIC STOPS) ♪

None of this is our fault!

And whether you accept it or not,

-Matty's dea... -(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

♪ (SOFT INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC BRIGHTENS) ♪

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

(FAUCET CREAKS)

Ow!

♪ (SOFT INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(RUMBLING WHOOSH)

LILLY BAINBRIDGE: Matty, where are we going?

MATTY: Trust me.

Just one more flight.

♪ (INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

MATTY: It's closed to the public.

Has been for years.

But Phil and Teddy tried sneaking in one day.

They found out the caretaker doesn't bother locking

the joint up anymore. You believe that?

-(FIGURINE THUDS) -MATTY: So...

we turned it into a sort of secret hangout.

LILLY: The view is beautiful up here.

(WIND WHISTLING)

-♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪ -(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

Aw, nuts. I always get rocket ship.

Um, I got turtle. Trade you?

Sure. Turtles are lucky.

MATTY: Hey, uh...

don't tell the guys I brought you here.

Phil and Teddy, I mean.

We're not supposed to bring guests

without checking in with each other first.

It's not because I'm Loony Lilly Bainbridge?

(HESITATES) You're not loony. Not to me.

What happened that day? With your dad.

(SIGHS)

S-- Sorry... Sorry, I shouldn't have...

My mom and I went to pick up my dad.

He worked at the jarring plant out on Willoughby.

-You know, pickles and stuff. -♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

LILLY: We were leaving the factory when I realized

I'd forgotten something inside.

This... This mood ring

I just bought at the five-and-dime.

It was just a cheap, stupid toy, but--

but he went back to get it.

(VOICE TREMBLING) And I don't know-- I don't know,

one of the machines jammed up.

It wasn't even his station, but-- but my dad...

he always wanted to help.

(SOBS)

They said he climbed into the gears.

-(ALARM ECHOING) -(MACHINERY RATTLING)

LILLY: I guess he thought he'd killed the power, but...

when the foreman realized it was on another station,

-it was too late. -(SHRIEKING SCREAMS ECHOING)

If I hadn't made him go back...

You couldn't have known.

It was just a terrible accident.

(FIREWORKS BURSTING)

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

(FIREWORKS WHISTLING)

♪ (CROWD SINGING "AULD LANG SYNE" IN DISTANCE) ♪

Happy New Year.

Thanks for letting me talk about it.

No one else does.

Not Marge. Or the Pattycakes.

You're not like those girls.

Starting to realize that.

For better or for worse, I guess.

For better.

♪ (TENDER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC TURNS SOMBER) ♪

I-- I-- I'm sorry. That... That was stupid.

No, it's okay.

It's just that we're friends.

MATTY: It-- It-- It's fine, really.

It is. I should head back anyway.

If my pop catches me out of bed at this hour, he'll...

(INHALES, SIGHS)

I didn't mean it like that.

I gotta go. (SIGHS)

Matty, wait!

(RUMBLING WHOOSH)

♪ (PENSIVE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

(WATER TRICKLING)

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

-(KNOCKING ON DOOR) -TERRI BAINBRIDGE: Lilly.

Don't forget to lay your clothes out for tomorrow morning.

Remember?

We're going to visit your father at the cemetery.

If it's all the same, I don't think I'm gonna go.

It's been a year.

You haven't visited his grave even once.

I know. I'm just...

not ready.

You're not the only person to have something awful

happen to them.

The sooner you realize that, the better.

Don't forget to take your medication.

(DOOR CREAKS, CLOSES)

(WATER TRICKLING)

(MUFFLED VOICE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(FAUCER SQUEAKING)

KID'S VOICE: (MUFFLED) Friends, the idle brain is the devil's playground.

-♪ (EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ -KID'S VOICE: Shameless music that'll grab your son

and your daughter with the arms of a jungle animal instinct.

Mass'steria!

(CLEARLY) Oh, we got trouble. Right here in River City.

Trouble! Trouble! Trouble! Trouble!

Trouble! Trouble! Trouble! Trouble! Trouble!

Matty, is that you?

Where are you?

(WATER GURGLING)

(VOICE TREMBLING) Matty, if it's you, if you can hear me,

just come home, all right? Just please come home.

MATTY: He won't let me!

-(SCREAMS) -♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

Matty Clements speaking to you through the pipes?

Just forget it.

And seeing as how you barely said one word to this kid

when he was alive, why is it that he's reaching out

to you from beyond the grave?

(LIVELY CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)

-Hi, Patty. (CHUCKLES) -Hi, Margie.

Just a sec.

-(WHISPERS) Come here. -LILLY: What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Making sure none of her friends hear you talking like this

because what you're saying is crazy.

And I don't mean to use that word.

-I don't-- -I know what I heard.

(EXHALES) Listen to me.

We've only got two more months till summer.

Let's just get through them without giving everyone

something new to whisper about you.

About me or about us?

(SCOFFS)

What's that supposed to mean?

(LOUD FART)

It wasn't me.

Are you worried about what people will think of me

or what Patty and all of them will think of you because of me?

Jesus, Lill, I'm trying to be your friend,

but sometimes you make it really hard.

♪ (PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

PHIL: That's my point, Teds.

There has to be a reason why men have nipples.

-Think about it. -♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

TEDDY: Maybe it's like when we used to have tails

and gills and we just evolved out of it.

PHIL: Or it's nature's way of telling us

that we're second in line to feed our babies

should anything happen to women.

Like aliens taking them back to their world.

When that day comes,

you and I are gonna be breastfeeding like crazy.

(TIRES SCREECH)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

What are you doing here?

And, uh, how much of that did you hear?

I need to talk to you guys.

(WHISPERING) Talk to us? About what?

About how they found her dad's body parts

in pickle jars all over Maine?

That's bullshit. It-- it never happened.

He swore he'd keep his mouth shut.

We only brought him here, like, one time.

One time? Weren't you guys best friends?

It's complicated.

Okay, so you're positive it was Matty, right?

It was his voice, I'm sure.

I don't know what it means. I just...

I thought if anyone would care,

if anyone would believe me, it'd be you guys.

Don't tell me you're buying into this cock-a-doodle story.

You mean cockamamie?

It's both of those things. Okay? This story's insane.

Look who it's coming from.

I know. It sounds impossible, but maybe it's just improbable.

Teddy, for this to be true, Matty would have to still be alive.

And he'd have to know where every single one

of Derry's pipes start and end.

And the exact time that Lilly was about to take a bath.

And how to aim his voice down a certain pipe

so he could stick his little finger up there

and wave hello to her.

Phil, you've explained one hundred ways

how aliens have come to Earth.

Tracking our smells, pretending to be dogs,

-probing our anus. -"Ani."

You've "proven" all of that to me,

yet you can't just believe

that Matty is trying to get in contact

with someone he actually knows?

So, you do believe me?

Look...

Lilly, I want to. I'm trying to.

There's plenty of unbelievable things out there

that people believe, and I'm sure some of them are true.

I'm just not so sure about this one.

I can't believe you gave her your soda.

♪ (INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Come on in, Major.

I wanted you to know that Masters

is gonna spend the week on latrine duty.

And a citation is going on his permanent flight record.

I won't stand for that kind of horseshit on my base.

To less horseshit.

(GLASSES CLINK)

(LEROY GULPS)

I understand you served under General Abbott in Korea.

As he tells it, you, Major,

are about the bravest, damn pilot he's ever met.

You flew a B-29 up MiG Alley into the teeth

of Soviet anti-aircraft fire at Sui-ho...

and made it back in one piece.

Almost one piece, sir.

And to be frank, I don't much like to talk about it.

Your injury?

Korea, sir.

And why is that?

(SIGHS) Because we didn't finish the job.

Well, that's why we transferred you up here, Major.

To test our new B-52, and if necessary,

fly it straight into the heart of the enemy.

Finish what you started.

-(GLASS THUDS) -Why the Air Force?

I was raised on a farm.

We had a family friend that would come twice a month

to dust the fields. So, my father,

he wanted me to tag along. And I...

I just took to it, you know?

-(BOTTLE CAP CLINKS) -How about you, sir?

My dad.

♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Army man.

Fought in every American conflict

from the Indian Wars to the Philippines...

‘til they shoved him behind a desk.

Only thing he loved more than his country was his family.

Told me the proudest moment of his life

was when I signed up to be a Doughboy.

I can only imagine your father felt the same way.

Oh, he was proud, all right.

(CHUCKLES) He used to always say there's nothing wrong

with this country that can't be fixed

by what's right with this country.

I aim to prove him right, sir.

(MATCH CRACKLES, FIZZES)

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

Mm. (SPEAKS YIDDISH)

(MRS. URIS RESPONDS IN YIDDISH)

(SAYING PRAYER IN YIDDISH)

ALL: Amen.

(SAYING PRAYER IN YIDDISH)

ALL: Amen.

My son, the bar mitzvah boy.

How's the haftarah studying coming?

Hmm, taste's good.

Something the matter, Theodore?

Can I ask you a weird question?

Sure.

Do you think somebody could kidnap a kid

and keep him underground?

(SPEAKS YIDDISH)

-Underground? -What is wrong with you?

Yeah, just keep him there, in the sewers for months

and months, hurting him or...

I don't know.

Have you ever heard of something like that?

Your grandparents escaped Buchenwald.

Their entire families murdered.

The skin of Jewish prisoners...

used for lampshades.

What?

RABBI URIS: Lampshades.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(SIGHS) We are Jews, Theodore.

We know better than anyone the real horrors of this world.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Reality is terrifying enough as it is.

Cut it out with the fantasy.

(COMIC BOOK FLUTTERS, THUDS)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(LIGHT BUZZING FAINTLY)

(LIGHT CLICKS)

(LIGHT BUZZES, CLICKS)

(LIGHT FIZZES, CLICKS)

♪ (DISCORDANT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(MUFFLED VOICES MUMBLING)

(SCREAMS)

(VOICES MOANING, MUMBLING)

(LIGHT FIZZING)

(VOICES CONTINUE MOANING, MUMBLING)

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

-(LIGHT FIZZING) -(BREATHES SHAKILY)

♪ (DISCORDANT MUSIC RESUMES) ♪

(VOICES CONTINUE MOANING, MUMBLING)

(TORTURED SCREAM)

(TEDDY SCREAMS)

-(SCREAM STOPS) -♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

(TEDDY BREATHING HEAVILY)

I can't believe we're related.

♪ (EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(SIGHS)

♪ (HAUNTING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

I'm next, right?

(RETCHES)

-So, now you believe me. -Listen, Lilly,

I've known this guy since first grade.

And I know when he's lying,

and he is not lying about this lampshade shit.

We have to tell someone.

-No one's gonna believe us. -What if we go to our parents?

If I tell anyone about all of this,

I'll wind up right back at Juniper Hill.

Maybe you guys will be in there with me.

I can't go to the loony bin, Teddy.

I couldn't make it through goddamn sleepaway camp.

(PANTS) Okay.

We don't tell anyone...

until we figure out what really happened to Matty.

(RETCHES, BREATHES HEAVILY)

And how do we do that?

I think I might know where to start.

♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

(READER CRANK RATTLING)

You see anything?

Teddy, did you know that there are more than

a hundred books in this library?

No way. More than a hundred?

SUSIE: And did you know that some of them have pictures

but most of them don't have pictures?

What is she doing here?

My folks couldn't find a sitter, okay?

SUSIE: And did you know that when you take out a book,

you have to sign your name? I can sign mine in cursive.

Miss Carmel says I have the best handwriting

in the class.

-Phil. -(SIGHS)

Hey, uh, Suze, I need a really good handwriter

to help me with finding a book.

It's called Bucket Full of Muffins.

I'll do it.

She'll never find it.

♪ (INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

LILLY: (GASPS) Wait, there it is.

They thought it could be a runaway initially,

but when he never turned up anywhere else,

they presumed homicide.

That means murder.

LILLY: They thought it could have been Matty's dad.

Could have been a drifter, but they never found anyone.

TEDDY: " According to police sources,

the boy was last seen the night of January 4th

at the Capitol Theater by the daughter

of a theater employee,

an unidentified 12-year-old girl."

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

Who's that?

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

-Matty Clements? -(BABY CRYING IN DISTANCE)

(SCOFFS) Jesus Christ, get the hell out of here!

-Get out! -(DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE)

What? What did we say?

Do you know how many times the police came round

about that boy? Trying to fix it on my pops?

Did your newspaper article mention anything about that?

I-- I really only skimmed, so...

Just leave!

Can we go get a shake now?

PHIL: See, I told you guys this was a bad idea,

chasing a song you heard in the fucking sewers.

♪ (UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

What did you say?

It was a song.

I heard Matty singing it a couple nights back.

From the drainpipe in my tub.

You heard him too?

I don't know if it was Matty, but I did hear voices...

in the basement of the Capitol, in the pipes.

Kids laughing, crying, calling my name.

(EERIE VOICES WHISPERING)

(BREATHES DEEPLY) What song was he singing?

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

-♪ (MUSIC CALMS) ♪ -(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

(LIGHT CLICKS)

(GRUNTS)

-(WIND WHISTLING) -(BLINDS RATTLE)

♪ (EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

(LEROY EXHALES)

(VOICE BREATHING HEAVILY)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(HEAVY BREATHING CONTINUES)

(BREATHING GROWS LOUDER)

♪ (HAUNTING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(GASPS, GRUNTS)

-(GRUNTING) -♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(GROANS)

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

INTRUDER 1: (MUFFLED) The new B-52. G-class.

They transferred you up here to fly it.

If you wanna walk out of here alive,

you're gonna give us the specs.

Speed, range, flight ceiling, payload, arms, everything.

-Understand? -(BREATHES HEAVILY)

I'd understand you better if you took off that mask.

INTRUDER 1: The specs. Now.

It's classified.

-(INTRUDER 2 GRUNTS) -(LEROY GROANS)

(GUN COCKS, ECHOES)

(HEARTBEAT THUMPING)

INTRUDER 1: This isn't a fucking game.

The specs, or I pull the trigger on the count of three.

One.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

-(THUMPING CONTINUES) -(INTRUDER 2 CHUCKLES)

INTRUDER 1: Two.

You're gonna have to pull that trigger.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

PAULY: Leroy! Yo, Lee, what's going on?

-Lee, open the door! -♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪

(INTRUDER 1 GROANS)

-(LEROY GRUNTS, GROANS) -(BANGING ON DOOR)

PAULY: Open the door! Yo, Lee, what's going on in there?

-Open the door! -(GRUNTS)

PAULY: Lee, open the fucking door!

-(GRUNTS) -(INTRUDER GROANS)

-(PAULY GRUNTS) -(LEROY GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

(THUD)

(PAULY GROANS)

PAULY: Get the fuck out of here!

-♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪ -Yeah, that's what I thought.

-(METAL ROD CLANGS) -(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

Saved your ass again.

-(PANTING) Fuck you, Pauly. -Who the fuck were those guys?

I don't know. (SPITS)

Oh, Jesus Christ.

(GROANS)

How's my hair?

It's still greasy.

-(LAUGHS) -(CHUCKLES)

♪ (INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

So, where the hell are we going?

RONNIE: You want me to tell you or you want me to show you?

PHIL: Tell. One hundred percent tell.

RONNIE: The song Matty was singing comes from the movie The Music Man.

We should have another print up in the storage room.

PHIL: And why do we wanna watch this stupid thing?

-(KEYS JINGLING) -I hate musicals.

Because maybe Matty was trying to tell us something.

(DOOR RATTLES)

(DOOR BANGS SHUT)

♪ (INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

SUZIE: Holy crap, it's dark in here.

PHIL: Guys, isn't-- isn't this breaking and entering?

TEDDY: We didn't break anything. It's just entering.

-Don't be such a baby. -LILLY: Guys, stop.

Let's just sit.

(FILM REEL RATTLING)

Just a second!

-Loading up The Music Man! -♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

(LILLY BREATHES SHAKILY, SNIFFLES)

Teds, is that you?

-SUSIE: Is he crying? -(HESITATES) What? No.

Shut up, you guys.

Lilly, are you okay?

Yeah. No, I'm fine. I'm just...

(INHALES SHARPLY)

...thinking about Matty and what happened,

and what I could have done different, and...

Well, he needed me.

♪ (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

And instead, I just sent him away.

Then he was gone.

(SOBS)

What we did was worse.

Maybe if we'd been there like we said we would

at his birthday, maybe... maybe things would be different.

It's nobody's fault, okay? (BREATHES DEEPLY)

Teds, it's not your fault.

Lilly, it isn't your fault either.

We're here now. That's what matters.

So just stop it, okay?

-(SOBS SHAKILY) -Are you crying?

What? No, I'm not crying.

-Nobody's crying. -(PROJECTOR WHIRRING)

ROBERT: ♪ ...with Sen-Sen One fine night ♪

♪ They leave the pool hall ♪

♪ Heading for the dance At the Arm'ry ♪

♪ Libertine men And scarlet women ♪

♪ And ragtime Shameless music... ♪

-(PROJECTOR RATTLING) -ROBERT: ♪ With the arms ♪

♪ Of a jungle animal instinct, mass'steria! ♪

♪ Friends, the idle brain Is the devil's playground ♪

-♪ Trouble ♪ -♪ Oh, we got trouble ♪

♪ Right here in River City ♪

♪ With a capital T And that rhymes with P ♪

-♪ And that stands for "pool" ♪ -♪ That stands for "pool" ♪

-♪ We've surely got trouble ♪ -♪ We've surely got trouble ♪

It's the song.

-That's the song I heard. -♪ Figure out a way ♪

♪ To keep the young ones Moral after school ♪

♪ Our children's children Gonna have trouble ♪

♪ Trouble, trouble, trouble ♪

♪ Mothers of River City ♪

♪ Heed that warning Before it's too late... ♪

(PROJECTOR RATTLING)

ROBERT: ♪ Creeping Into his conversation ♪

-♪ Words like ♪ -♪ Trouble, trouble, trouble ♪

-♪ Like "swell"? ♪ -♪ Trouble, trouble, trouble ♪

♪ A-ha, and "so's your old man"? ♪

♪ Trouble, trouble, trouble ♪

♪ If so my friends, You got trouble ♪

♪ Oh, we got trouble ♪

♪ Right here in River City ♪

♪ With a capital T And that rhymes with... ♪

-♪ (EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ -Matty?

-♪ We've surely got trouble ♪ -♪ We've surely got trouble... ♪

♪ (MUSIC TURNS OMINOUS) ♪

Wait, what? What's going on?

How is he in the goddamn movie?

What's happening? How is this possible?

-Can he see us? -PHIL: Matty!

-LILLY: Is he listening? -PHIL: Matty!

Matty, we're over here! Matty!

-LILLY: Matty! -TEDDY: Hey!

-Follow our voices! -PHIL: Matty! Wait.

-Yes! Come on, Matty! -Yes! Yes, Matty, that's it!

-TEDDY: Follow our voices! -We're right here! Keep going!

-Matty, yes! -(OVERLAPPING SHOUTING)

-PHIL: Yes, that's right! Yes! -(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Matty, come on!

Lilly? Teddy?

-Yeah, it's us! -Come on!

Matty, come on, we're gonna get you out!

No, you won't.

You're the reason I'm in here.

'Cause you lied.

-(BABY CRYING) -♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

'Cause you weren't there.

(WHISPERING) What's happening?

(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)

(VOICES ON SCREEN DISTORTING)

♪ (SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(DISTORTED VOICES SPEAKING ON SCREEN)

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

(BABY COOS, CRIES)

(MUTANT BABY GROWLING)

(ALL SCREAM)

(MUTANT BABY SCREECHING)

RONNIE: What the hell is that?

(SCREECHES)

-(GROWLING) -(LOUD THUD)

(ALL BREATHING SHAKILY)

(WARBLING HUM)

-Where did it go? -What the fuck is that thing?

PHIL: I told you weird shit was going on

over at that airbase!

They made a giant, fucking mutant baby!

♪ (INTENSE EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(SUSIE WHIMPERS)

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

♪ (MUSIC STOPS) ♪

(SCREECHES)

(ALL SCREAM)

(SNARLS, GROWLS)

(SCREAMS) Come on, Susie!

Go, go, go! Susie, come on! Run!

-(SCREECHES) -(ALL SCREAM)

-(SUSIE SCREAMS) -PHIL: Guys, come on!

-(MUTANT BABY GROWLS) -(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(HEARTBEAT THUMPING FAST)

-(MUTANT BABY SHRIEKS) -(TEDDY SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

(TEDDY SCREAMING)

(SCREAMS)

(TEDDY SCREAMS)

(FLESH TEARING, SQUELCHING)

(LILLY SCREAMS)

-(THUD) -(SCREAMS)

-♪ (MENACING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ -(BODY THUDDING)

(RONNIE SCREAMS)

(PHIL YELLS, SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

No! No!

(MUTANT SCREECHING)

Susie!

-(MUTANT HOWLS) -Lilly!

(WHIMPERING) Come on!

(SCREAMS)

(WHIMPERS) Here you go.

(GRUNTING)

Give me your hand.

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

-♪ (MUSIC SETTLES) ♪ -(LILLY GRUNTS)

(SHRIEKING GROWL)

-(SCREAMS) -(SNARLS, SCREECHES)

♪ (INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

-(BREATHES HEAVILY) -♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

-♪ (DRAMATIC STING) ♪ -♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(GASPS) Lilly! Lilly!

Lilly! (GRUNTS)

(PANTING) Lilly! What happened?

-(SOBBING) They're all gone. -No. (BREATHES SHAKILY)

(MUTANT SCREECHES)

(MUTANT SNARLING)

-(SCREECHES) -♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(BOTH SCREAM)

-(PANTS) -(SOBS, PANTS)

What do you mean they're all gone?

-(SOBS) What happened? -(SOBS, PANTS)

(WHIMPERS)

-(SHRIEKS) -♪ ("LOLITA YA YA" BY NELSON RIDDLE PLAYING) ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, ya, ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya, wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya! ♪

♪ Ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya! ♪

♪ Ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, ya, ya, ya! ♪

♪ (SONG CONCLUDES) ♪