My grandfather thinks this town is cursed. That all the bad things that happen in this town are because of one thing… an evil thing.
IT (2017) Dir. Andrés Muschietti
You know the other versions of the It 2017 script are pretty weird (Bill is Will, what???) but this would've been a really cute scene to have at the Quarry if they kept it. This is from the 2014 script btw ;)
andy muschietti after barely even including bill’s tongue twister (he thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts) in the movies even though it wouldve symbolized PERFECTLY what Bill was trying to DO THE WHOLE FUCKING MOVIE.
I feel like if the 1990s losers club met the 2017 one they'd actually kind of appalled by them like "wait you fucking left eddie in the sewers??? Eddie??? In the sewers??? What the fuck is wrong with you people?"
I hate this movie. I never wanna watch it again. I'm way too burnt out on it. It's not even that good. I've seen it way too many times. I hate it so much. It's scary and disgusting. I'm never watching it again.
Might be strange selection but I chose what I wanted. They might or might not kill you after that day. Just think about what you two would do, would they be entertaining company, which way you want to approach this.
16. What a time to be alive… or at least that’s what every adult says to teenagers. But for Beth her birthday was…. Lacking. To put it shortly.
not that she wasn’t showered in gifts and praised for being pretty or… beautiful or whatever guys said to try and get a lay with her. She just didn’t care about the necklaces or the dress's or the shoes. All she wanted was to smoke some weed by the quarry with her favourite loser.
~Sawyer~
Yet… no matter how much she looked she couldn’t find him. She got all pretty for him in the morning, just for him. She barely dressed up for a boy. Not even Patrick, unless it was HIS birthday. But here she was… sitting on the curb… feeling like a loser.
how funny is that? A member of the bowers gang. A loser.
she sighed as she got up and started walking home, groaning at the thought of whatever stupid surprise party the gang had planned for her. She was a few steps close to street when she heard the familiar rattle of a certain vehicle she was all to familiar with.