Stephen King's It1990

Richie:
I just flew in from L.A., and boy is my tail-section tired... We're hot tonight, it's great to be back here in Derry, breathing in that old Derry Air. Eddie, get all of their names, I want to put them on my Christmas mailer, no, Denbrough there, let's put him on my Norman Mailer. [puts Eddie in a head-lock] I love this guy, he's like the brother I never had. [turns Eddie face-up] Wait a minute! He IS the brother I never had!

Mike:
Beep beep, Richie. [on the telephone] Hello, Stan? ..Is this the Uris residence? I'm trying to get hold of Stan Uris-- [pause] Oh... Thank you. Thank you, very much. [hangs up] Stan is dead. He cut his wrists in the bathtub right after I phoned him.