He's in a place called Juniper Hill, a psychiatric facility for the criminally insane.
Before that, he spent twenty years in a psychiatric prison.
Here's why: the murders of everyone in 1958, including Victor Criss and Belch Huggins, was pinned on Henry.
Oh, and his father.
He says that he did actually kill his father, but Victor and Belch were only murders in that he led them into the tunnels, where they were killed by "things."
Now Henry is doing garden work in the psychiatric facility and hearing voices: the voices of his dead friends, the voices of the Losers—who all tell him how rich and successful they are now—and the voice of Pennywise.
He starts screaming and a guard clocks him.
Henry wakes up in the middle of the night.
Someone—or something—is calling his name.
As it turns out, it's Victor.
Victor tells him that it's time to escape, that it's necessary to go back to Derry and "pay them back."
He's very friendly and calm, but obviously dead: his neck has a massive scar from where he head was put back on. His eyes are watery and weird.
The apparition of Victor—who's clearly Pennywise in disguise—frightens another inmate by looking like that inmate's mother.
(This particular inmate ate his mother's brains. Yum.)
This inmate screams and the guard comes running. To him, Pennywise looks like a massive Doberman pinscher.
Kay, Beverly's good friend from Chicago, calls the police and hangs up before she really talks to anyone.
The reason? Tom, Beverly's psycho husband, has beaten her.
Her nose looks like a tomato, she thinks.
Tom came to her house and pretended to be a flower delivery service. When she opened the door, he smashed her face in. He thrashed her within an inch of her life and it wasn't until he threatened to slice up her face that she told him where Beverly went.
He also said if she called the cops, he'd dismember her.
So instead of calling the cops, she takes some prescription drugs and calls information in Derry.
She's going to warn Beverly that Tom's on his way.
She finds the hotel where Beverly is staying and leaves a message: Beverly should call her back.
Kay takes a Valium and lays down.
Creep supreme Tom Rogan gets to the Bangor Airport in record time.
He has a wallet filled with cash: he buys a (probably stolen) car from some teenager, and then swaps out the plates by stealing some in long-term parking.
On the way to Derry, he buys a carton of cigarettes.
His plan? To make Beverly eat every single one.
Audra Denbrough is coming to Derry as well.
She talked it out with the producer of the movie in England, the one that Bill had walked away from.
Freddie discouraged her from doing this, saying that walking away from a shoot would ruin her career…
…but she called British Airways and got the next flight to Bangor.
Audra lands in Bangor, rents a Datsun, signs an autograph, and starts driving to Derry.
Audra and Tom get rooms in motels that are right next door to each other.
Henry spent the day hiding in the bushes, and then is able to hitchhike to Derry at night.
Derry: The Third Interlude
Mike had done a bit of research into the fate of the Bradley Gang, killed in 1929.
If the fire at the Black Spot had been the crescendo of the violence in Derry during the It-fueled death rampage of 1929-1930, then the Bradley Gang incident was what started it.
Weird thing about this massacre: no one seems to have been in town that day. Like, the Sheriff wasn't even around.
So Mike talks to Mr. Keene, who ran the drug store.
He tells the story of the Bradley Gang, and underlines the fact that it's super weird that no one remembers the incident, and that so many people claim to have been away from home.
Especially because 20,000 people lived in Derry at that point.
Al Bradley and his brother George are mobsters from the Midwest who leave the middle of the country when things get too hot and go camp out in Maine.
There are ten people total in the gang: eight men and two women.
These women don't have the, um, best reputation.
Word is that they get "passed around."
The Gang wants to go hunting, but they don't have enough ammo.
So they go into Derry and place an order with the general store. It's an order for a lot of bullets.
The general store owner is a little weirded out, but wants to play things cool: he tells them he can fill part of the order then and part later—they'll have to come back.
The general store owner realizes who these guys are, but decides not to call the cops.
Instead, he tells every single person who comes into town that the Bradley Gang is around.
He even tells Mr. Keene.
The day that the Bradley Gang is slated to come back into town, basically every single man in Derry is armed to the teeth. They all have guns; they're all loaded up with ammo.
The whole town is armed…and waiting.
Mr. Keene looks happy as he talks about this. It's pretty unsettling.
When the Bradley Gang pulls onto the street, it's immediately clear that something's wrong.
The cars try to pull around to leave, but then the general store owner shouts "Put 'em up, Bradley. You're surrounded."
But even though Bradley moves to put his hands up, people start firing.
It's over in a few minutes, but Mr. Keene says it feels a lot longer.
There are fifty or sixty men, all firing at once.
One of the women tries to surrender, but gets shot to pieces. In fact, everyone gets shot to pieces.
It's a bloodbath; all the men in Derry are firing on two cars even after all the Bradley Gang members are killed.
The newspaper says that the FBI did it; that's a lie. The newspaper publisher was one of the people firing.
It's not that it was covered up, says Mr. Keene. It's that no one really cared. Sure, women were killed, but they were whores.
Mike asks Mr. Keene one more question: was there anyone there that he didn't recognize?
Mr. Keene says, "The clown, you mean? How did you find out about him, sonny?"
Mr. Keene saw the clown, dressed in farmer's overall, by the Bijou marquee. He was firing a Winchester, like Mr. Keene was firing.
But it gets weirder: some guy named Biff saw a clown in an apartment window, firing a Remington. Biff had been firing a Remington.
And Jimmy Gordon, later killed at Pearl Harbor, saw a clown over by the war memorial. He was firing a Springfield, like Jimmy.
No one wondered about the clown: they figured it was a guy from Derry that didn't want to be recognized.
One thing was weird, though, says Mr. Keene. Biff says the clown was leaning way, way out of the apartment window. That, in fact, he was floating.