All language subtitles for Its.a.Wonderful.Life.1946.720p.BluRay.x264.[YTS.MX]-English

I owe everything to George Bailey.

Help him, dear Father.

Joseph, Jesus and Mary,

help my friend Mr. Bailey.

Help my son George tonight.

He never thinks about himself, God.

That's why he's in trouble.

George is a good guy.

Give him a break, God.

I love him, dear Lord.

Watch over him tonight.

Please, God.

Something's the matter with Daddy.

Please bring Daddy back.

Please bring Daddy home.

Watch over him tonight.

Please bring Daddy back.

Hello, Joseph. Trouble?

Looks like we'll have
to send someone down.

A lot of people asking for help
for a man named George Bailey.

George Bailey?

Yes. Tonight's his crucial night.
You're right.

We'll have to send someone down
immediately. Whose turn is it?

That's why I came to see you, sir.

It's that clockmaker's turn again.

Oh, Clarence.
Hasn't got his wings yet, has he?

We've passed him up right along.

Because, you know, sir,
he's got the IQ of a rabbit.

Yes, but he's got
the faith of a child. Simple.

Joseph, send for Clarence.

You sent for me, sir?

Yes, Clarence.
A man down on Earth needs our help.

Splendid. Is he sick?

No, worse. He's discouraged.

At exactly 10:45 p.m. Earth time,

that man will be thinking seriously

of throwing away God's greatest gift.

Oh, dear, dear, his life?
Then I've only an hour to dress.

What are they wearing now?

You will spend that hour

getting acquainted with George Bailey.

Sir, if I should accomplish this mission,

I mean, might I perhaps win my wings?

I've been waiting
for over 200 years now, sir,

and people are beginning to talk.

What's that book you've got there?

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.

Clarence, you do a good job
with George Bailey

and you'll get your wings.

Oh, thank you, sir. Thank you.

Poor George. Sit down.

Sit down? What are we...

If you're going to help a man,

you want to know something about him,
don't you?

Well, naturally, of course. I...

Now, keep your eyes open.

See the town?

Where? I don't see a thing.

Oh, I forgot.
You haven't got your wings yet.

Now, look, I'll help you out.
Concentrate.

Begin to see something?

Why, yes. This is amazing.

If you ever get your wings,
you'll see all by yourself.

Oh, wonderful.

Yay! Yippee!

Okay, boys, let's go.

Hey, who's that?

That's your problem. George Bailey.

A boy?

That's him when he was 12
back in 1919.

Something happens here
you'll have to remember later on.

Come on, Marty.

Let's go, Marty!

Attaboy, Marty.

Hee-haw!

Let's go, Sam. Hee-haw, Sammy!

Here comes the scare-baby,
my kid brother Harry Bailey.

I'm not scared.

Come on, Harry.

Let's go, Harry!

Come on, Harry!

Come on, Harry!

- Come on, Harry!
- Come on, Harry!

Help, George, help!

Help!

Don't worry, Harry. I'm coming!

- Help!
- Hang on, Harry!

- Help.
- Make a chain, gang.

George saved his brother's life that day,

but he caught a bad cold
which infected his left ear.

Cost him his hearing in that ear.

It was weeks
before he was able to go back

to his after-school job
at old man Gower's drugstore.

Mr. Potter.

Who's that, a king?

That's Henry F. Potter,

the richest and meanest man
in the county.

- Hee-haw! Hee-haw!
- Hee-haw! Hee-haw!

Go to work, slave.

Don't worry, we'll take care of it.

Wish I had a million dollars.

Hot dog!

It's me, Mr. Gower. George Bailey.

You're late.

Yes, sir.

Hello, George.

Hello, Mary.

Hello, Violet.

Two cents' worth of shoelaces?

She was here first.

I'm still thinking.

Shoelaces?

Please, Georgie.

I like him.

You like every boy.

What's wrong with that?

Here you are.

Help me down?

Help you down?

Made up your mind yet?

I'll take chocolate.

- With coconuts?
- I don't like coconuts.

You don't like coconuts?

Say, brainless, don't you know
where coconuts come from?

Lookit here.

From Tahiti, the Fiji islands,
the Coral Sea.

A new magazine. I never saw it before.

Of course you never.
Only us explorers can get it.

I've been nominated for membership
in the National Geographic Society.

Is this the ear you can't hear on?

George Bailey,
I'll love you till the day I die.

I'm going out exploring someday.
You watch.

And I'm gonna have a couple of harems
and maybe three or four wives.

Wait and see.

- George. George!
- Yes, sir?

You're not paid to be a canary.

No, sir.

Mr. Gower, do you want something?
Anything?

No.

- Anything I can do back here?
- No.

I'll get them, sir.

Quick, take those capsules
over to Mrs. Blaine.

She's waiting for them.

Yes, sir.

They have the diphtheria there,
haven't they, sir?

Yeah.

Is it a charge, sir?

Yes, George.

Mr. Gower, I...

- Oh, get going.
- Yes, sir.

Avast there, Captain Cook.
Where you heading?

- I've got to see Pop, Uncle Billy.
- Some other time, George.

- It's important.
- There's a squall in there.

It's shaping up into a storm.

- Uncle Billy, telephone.
- Who is it?

- Bank examiner.
- Bank examiner?

I should have called him yesterday.

Switch it inside.

I'm not crying, Mr. Potter.

Well, you're begging.
That's a whole lot worse.

All I'm asking for is 30 days more.

- Pop.
- Just a minute, Son.

Just 30 short days.
I'll dig up that $5,000 somehow.

- Shove me up, shove me up.
- Pop.

- Just a minute.
- Have you put any real pressure

on these people of yours
to pay those mortgages?

Times are bad, Mr. Potter.
A lot of these people are out of work.

Well, then, foreclose.

I can't do that.
These families have children.

- Pop.
- They're not my children.

But they're somebody's children,
Mr. Potter.

Are you running a business
or a charity ward?

- Well, all right...
- Not with my money.

Mr. Potter, what makes you
such a hard-skulled character?

You have no family, no children.

You can't begin
to spend all the money you've got.

I suppose I should give it
to miserable failures

like you and that idiot brother of yours
to spend for me.

He's not a failure!

- You can't say that about my father.
- George, George. Quiet, George.

You're not.
You're the biggest man in town...

- Run along, run along.
...bigger than him,

- bigger than everybody.
- Gives you an idea of the Baileys.

Don't let him say that about you, Pop.

All right, Son. All right. Thanks.

I'll talk to you tonight.

What?

Why, that medicine should have
been there an hour ago.

It will be over in five minutes,
Mrs. Blaine.

Where's Mrs. Blaine's box of capsules?

I... You...

Didn't you hear what I said?

Yes, sir. I...

What kind of tricks
are you playing anyway?

Why didn't you deliver them right away?

Don't you know that boy's very sick?

You're hurting my sore ear.

You lazy loafer.

Mr. Gower,
you don't know what you're doing.

You put something wrong
in those capsules.

I know you're unhappy.

You got the telegram, and you're upset.

You put something bad
in those capsules.

It wasn't your fault, Mr. Gower.

Just look and see what you did.

The bottle you took the powder from,
it's poison.

I tell you, it's poison.

I know you feel bad.

- Oh!
- Don't hurt my sore ear again!

- Don't hurt my sore ear again.
- Oh, no, no. Oh, George, George.

Oh, Mr. Gower, I won't ever tell anyone.

I know how you're feeling.

I won't ever tell a soul.
Hope to die, I won't.

Oh, George. George.

An overnight bag.
Genuine English cowhide.

Combination lock.

- Fitted up with brushes, combs...
- Nope, nope, nope, nope.

Now, look, Joe. Now, look.

I want a big one.

What did you stop it for?

I want you to take a good look
at that face.

Who is it?

George Bailey.

Oh, you mean the kid that had his ears
slapped back by the druggist?

That's the kid.

It's a good face. I like it.

I like George Bailey.

Tell me,
did he ever tell anyone about the pills?

Not a soul.

Did he ever marry the girl?
Did he ever go exploring?

Well, wait and see.

Big, see? I don't want one for one night.

I want something for 1,001 nights

with plenty of room here for labels
from Italy and Baghdad, Samarkand.

Great big thing, about...

- I see. A flying carpet, huh?
- Yeah.

I don't suppose you'd like
this old secondhand job, would you?

Now you're talking.

Gee whiz, I could use that as a raft
in case the boat sunk.

- How much this cost?
- No charge.

That's my trick ear, Joe.
It sounded like you said "no charge."

That's right.

Well, what's my name doing on it?

A little present from old man Gower.
Came down and picked it out himself.

He did? What do you know about that?
My old boss. Isn't that nice?

What boat are you sailing on?

I'm working across on a cattle boat.

- A cattle boat?
- Okay, I like cows.

Hello, Mr. Gower. How are you?

Thanks ever so much for the baggage.
It's just exactly what I wanted.

Forget it.

- It's wonderful of you to think of me.
- Hope you enjoy it.

I wish I had a million dollars.

Hot dog!

Avast there, Captain Cook!

- You got your sea legs yet?
- Parlez-vous Fran�ais, mister?

Hey, send us some of those
picture postcards, will you, George?

Hey, George,
don't take any plug nickels.

Hey, George, your suitcase is leaking.

Hey, Ernie!

- Hi, Ernie. Hi, Bert.
- Hiya, George.

- George.
- Hey, I'm a rich tourist today.

How about driving me home in style?

- Hop in, Your Highness. Hop in.
- Yes, sir.

And for the carriage trade,
I put on my hat.

Good afternoon, Mr. Bailey.

Hello, Violet.

Hey, you look good.
That's some dress you got on there.

This old thing?

Why, I only wear it
when I don't care how I look.

- How would you like to take...
- Yes.

Want to come along, Bert?
We'll show you the town.

No, thanks.

I think I'll go home
and see what the wife's doing.

Family man.

George, Harry,
you're shaking the house down.

Stop it.

Let them alone.
I wish I was up there with them.

But Harry will tear his dinner suit.
George!

That's why all children should be girls.

Well, if they were all girls
there wouldn't be any... Oh, never mind.

George, Harry,
come down to dinner this minute.

Everything's getting cold, and you know
how long we've been waiting for you.

- Okay, Ma.
- Okay, Ma.

- Ta-da!
- Ta-da!

- We got a present for you, Pop.
- There you are.

Oh, you two idiots.

George, sit down and have dinner.

- Fine.
- I've eaten.

Well, aren't you gonna finish dressing
for your graduating party? Look at you!

I don't care. It's George's tux.

Annie, my sweet,
have you got those pies?

If you lay a hand on me,
I'll hit you with this broom!

Annie, I'm in love with you.
There's a moon out tonight.

Boy, oh boy, oh boy! My last meal
in the old Bailey boarding house.

Oh, my lands, my blood pressure.

Pop, can I have the car? I gotta
take over a lot of plates and things.

What plates?

Mom, I'm chairman
of the Eats Committee.

We only need a couple of dozen.

Oh, no, you don't, Harry.
Now, not my best Haviland, no.

Oh, let him have the plates, Mother.

Hope you have a good trip, George.
Uncle Billy and I are gonna miss you.

I'm gonna miss you, too, Pop.

What's the matter? You look tired.

I had another tussle with Potter today.

I thought when we put him
on the board of directors,

he'd ease up on us a little bit.

What's eating that old
money-grubbing buzzard anyway?

He's a sick man, frustrated,
sick in his mind.

Sick in his soul, if he has one.

He hates everybody
that has anything that he can't have.

He hates us mostly, I guess.

Gangway. Gangway.

- So long, Pop.
- So long.

- You got a match?
- Very funny, very funny.

Put those things in the car,

and I'll get your tie and studs ready
for you. Now, hurry up.

- Okay, Mom.
- Now, don't drop one of those.

You coming later, George?

What do you mean,
and be bored to death?

Couldn't want a better death.
Lots of pretty girls,

and we're gonna use
that new floor tonight, too.

- I hope it works.
- No gin tonight, Son.

Oh, Pop, just a little?

No, Son. Not one drop.

Boys and girls and music.

Why do they need gin?

Did I act like that
when I graduated from high school?

Pretty much.

You know, George, I wish
we could send Harry to college with you.

Your mother and I talked it over
half the night.

We have that all figured out.

You see, Harry will take my job
at the Building and Loan,

work there for four years, then he'll go.

Pretty young for that job.

Well, no younger than I was.

Well, you were born older, George.

How's that?

I said you were born older.

I suppose you've decided
what you want to do

when you get out of college.

Well, you know
what I've always talked about,

build things, design new buildings,
plan modern cities.

All that stuff I've been talking about.

Still after that first million
before you're 30?

I'll settle for half that in cash.

Of course, it's just a hope.

But you wouldn't consider coming back

to the Building and Loan, would you?

Well, I... I...

Annie, why don't you draw up a chair?

Then you'd be more comfortable,

and you could hear everything
that's going on.

I would if I thought
I'd hear anything worth listening to.

You would, eh?

I know it's soon to talk about it.

No, now, Pop, I couldn't.

I couldn't face being cooped up
for the rest of my life

in a shabby little office.

I'm sorry, Pop. I didn't mean that, but I...

It's this business of nickels and dimes

and spending all your life
trying to figure out

how to save three cents
on a length of pipe.

I'd go crazy. I want to do something big
and something important.

You know, George,
I feel that, in a small way,

we're doing something important,

satisfying a fundamental urge.

It's deep in the race for a man to want
his own roof and walls and fireplace.

And we're helping him get those things

in our shabby little office.

I know, Pop. I know that.

I wish I felt that...

I've been hoarding pennies
like a miser here in order to...

Most of my friends
have already finished college.

I just feel like if I didn't get away,
I'd bust.

Yes, yes, you're right, Son.

You see what I mean, don't you, Pop?

This town is no place for any man

unless he's willing to crawl to Potter.

Now, you've got talent, Son. I've seen it.

You get yourself an education
and get out of here.

Pop, you want a shock?

I think you're a great guy.

- Why, did you hear that, Annie?
- I heard it.

It's about time
one of you lunkheads said it.

It's about time
one of you lunkheads said it.

I'm gonna miss old Annie.

Pop, I think I'll get dressed
and go over to Harry's party.

Have a good time, Son.

Excuse me.

There you are.

George, hello.

You know my kid brother George.

- I'm gonna put him through college.
- Hello, George.

Hee-haw!

Sam Wainwright.

How are you? When did you get here?

This afternoon.
I thought I'd give the kids a treat.

Old college graduate now.

Yeah, old "Joe College" Wainwright
they call me.

Well, freshman, looks like
you're gonna make it after all, huh?

- Harry, you're the guy I want to see.
- Hello, Sam.

- Coach has heard all about you.
- He has?

Yeah, he's followed every game,
and his mouth's watering.

He wants me to find out
if you're gonna come along with us.

Well, I got to make some dough first.

Well, you better make it fast.
We need great ends like you.

Not broken-down old guys like this one.

Hee-haw!

George, welcome back.

Hello, Mr. Partridge, how are you?

Putting a pool under this floor was
a great idea.

Saved us another building.

Now, Harry, Sam, have a lot of fun.

There's lots of stuff here to eat
and drink. Lots of pretty girls around.

A third dance... A third...

- Hello, Violet.
- Hello. What am I bid?

George.

Marty! Well, it's old home week.

- Marty!
- Sam, Harry, how are you?

- Do me a favor, will you, George?
- What's that?

- You remember my kid sister Mary.
- Oh, yeah. Yeah.

"Mama wants you, Marty.
Mama wants you." Remember?

Dance with her, will you?

Oh, me? Well, I feel funny enough
already with all these kids.

Come on, be a sport.

Just dance with her one time, and you'll
give her the thrill of her life. Hey, Sis!

Don't be long, Marty.

I'm not being a wet nurse to a...

The next thing I knew,
some guy came up and tripped me.

That's the reason why I came in fourth.

If it hadn't been for that,
that race'd have been a cinch.

I tried to find out who it was later,
but I couldn't find out.

Nobody'd ever tell you whoever it was,
because they'd be scared.

'Cause they know
what kind of a guy I am.

You remember George. This is Mary.

Well, I'll be seeing you.

Well, well, well.

Now to get back to my story, see?

Hey, this is my dance.

Why don't you stop annoying people?

Well, I'm sorry. Hey!

- Well, hello.
- Hello.

You look at me as if you didn't know me.

Well, I don't.

You've passed me on the street
almost every day.

Me?

No. That was a little girl
named Mary Hatch. That wasn't you.

Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, yes!
The big Charleston contest!

The prize, a genuine loving cup.

Those not tapped by the judges
will remain on the floor.

Let's go!

I'm not very good at this.

Neither am I.

Okay. What can we lose?

Hey, you're wonderful.

What's the matter, Othello? Jealous?

Did you know there's a swimming pool
under this floor?

And did you know that button behind you
causes this floor to open up?

And did you further know
that George Bailey

is dancing right over that crack?

And I've got the key.

Stand back, everybody! Stand back!

They're cheering us. We must be good.

Get out of there!

What... Oh, well.

Buffalo gals
can't you come out tonight?

Can't you come out tonight?

Can't you come out tonight?

Buffalo gals, can't you come out tonight

And dance

By the light

Of the moon?

- Oh, hot dog. Just like an organ.
- Beautiful.

I told Harry I thought
I'd be bored to death.

You should have seen
the commotion in that locker room.

I had to knock down three people
to get this stuff we're wearing here.

Let me hold that old wet dress of yours.

Do I look as funny as you do?

I guess I'm not quite the football type.

You look wonderful!

You know, if it wasn't me talking,

I'd say you were
the prettiest girl in town.

Well, why don't you say it?

I don't know. Maybe I will say it.
How old are you anyway?

Eighteen.

Eighteen? Why, it was only last year
you were seventeen.

Too young or too old?

Oh, no, no. Just right. Your age fits you.

Yes, sir, you look a little older
without your clothes on.

I mean, without a dress you look older.

I mean younger. You look... You just...

I'm on the thing here.

Sir, my train, please.

A pox upon me for a clumsy lout.

Your caboose, milady.

You may kiss my hand.

Hey.

Hey, Mary.

As I was lumberin' down the street

Down the street, down the street

Okay, then. I'll throw a rock
at the old Granville house.

Oh, no, don't. I love that old house.

No, you see, you make a wish
and then try and break some glass.

And you got to be
a pretty good shot nowadays, too.

Oh, no, George, don't.
It's full of romance, that old place.

I'd like to live in it.

In that place?

I wouldn't live in it as a ghost.
Now, watch.

Right in the second floor, there. See?

What did you wish, George?

Not just one wish, a whole hatful.

Mary, I know what
I'm gonna do tomorrow

and the next day and next year
and the year after that.

I'm shaking the dust
of this crummy little town off my feet,

and I'm gonna see the world!

Italy, Greece, the Parthenon,
the Coliseum.

Then I'm coming back here and go
to college to see what they know.

And then I'm gonna build things.

I'm gonna build airfields.

I'm gonna build skyscrapers
100 stories high.

I'm gonna build bridges a mile long.

What, are you gonna throw a rock?

Hey, that's pretty good.

What did you wish, Mary?

Buffalo gals
can't you come out tonight?

Can't you come out tonight?

Can't you come out tonight?

Buffalo gals, can't you come out tonight

And

Dance by the light of the moon?

What did you wish
when you threw that rock?

- Oh, no.
- Come on, tell me.

If I told you, it might not come true.

What is it you want, Mary?

What do you want? You want the moon?

Just say the word, and I'll throw a lasso
around it and pull it down.

Hey, that's a pretty good idea.
I'll give you the moon, Mary.

I'll take it.

Then what?

Well, then you could swallow it,
and it would all dissolve, see?

And the moonbeams would shoot out
of your fingers and your toes

and the ends of your hair.

- Am I talking too much?
- Yes!

Why don't you kiss her
instead of talking her to death?

How's that?

Why don't you kiss her
instead of talking her to death?

You want me to kiss her, huh?

Youth is wasted on the wrong people.

Hey. Hey, hold on, hey, mister.
Come on back out here!

I'll show you some kissing that'll put
hair back on your head. What are you...

Mary?

Okay, I give up. Where are you?

Over here in the hydrangea bushes.

Here you are. Catch.

Wait a minute. What am I doing?

This is a very interesting situation.

Please give me my robe.

A man doesn't get in a situation
like this every day.

I'd like to have my robe.

Not in Bedford Falls, anyway.

- Ouch! Oh!
- Gesundheit.

- George Bailey!
- This requires a little thought here.

Give me my robe.

I've read about things like this,
but I've never...

Shame on you!
I'm gonna tell your mother on you.

My mother's way up on the corner there.

I'll call the police.

They're way downtown.
They'd be on my side, too.

Then I'm going to scream!

Maybe I could sell tickets.

Let's see. No, the point is

in order to get this robe... I've got it.

I'll make a deal with you, Mary.

George! George!

George, come on home! Quick!

- Your father's had a stroke.
- What?

- Mary, Mary, I'm sorry. I've got to go.
- Come on, George, let's hurry.

- Did you get a doctor?
- Yes.

Campbell's there now.

I think that's all
we'll need you for, George.

- I know you're anxious to make a train.
- I have a taxi waiting downstairs.

I want the board to know
that George gave up his trip to Europe

to help straighten things out here
these past few months.

Good luck to you at school, George.

- Good luck, George.
- Goodbye, George.

And now we come to the real purpose
of this meeting,

to appoint a successor
to our dear friend Peter Bailey.

Mr. Chairman,
I'd like to get to my real purpose.

- Wait just a minute now.
- Wait for what?

I claim this institution
is not necessary to this town.

Therefore, Mr. Chairman, I make
a motion to dissolve this institution

and turn its assets and liabilities
over to the receiver.

Potter, you dirty, contemptible...
I'll wring his neck.

George, did you hear
what that buzzard...

Mr. Chairman.

It's too soon after Peter Bailey's death

to talk about chloroforming
the Building and Loan.

Peter Bailey died three months ago.

I second Mr. Potter's motion.

Very well. In that case,

I'll ask the two executive officers
to withdraw. But before you go,

I'm sure the whole board wishes
to express its deep sorrow

- at the passing of Peter Bailey.
- Thank you very much.

It was his faith and devotion

that are responsible
for this organization.

I'll go further than that.

I'll say that to the public
Peter Bailey was the Building and Loan.

That's fine, Potter, coming from you,

considering that you probably
drove him to his grave.

Peter Bailey was not a businessman.

That's what killed him.

Oh, I don't mean any disrespect to him.
God rest his soul.

He was a man of high ideals, so-called.

But ideals without common sense
can ruin this town.

Now, you take this loan here
to Ernie Bishop,

you know,
that fellow that sits around all day

on his brains in his taxi, you know.

I happen to know
the bank turned down this loan.

But he comes here,

and we're building him
a house worth $5,000.

- Why?
- Well, I handled that, Mr. Potter.

You have all the papers there.
His salary, insurance.

I can personally vouch for his character.

- A friend of yours?
- Yes, sir.

You see, if you shoot pool
with some employee here,

you can come and borrow money.

What does that get us?

A discontented, lazy rabble

instead of a thrifty working class.

And all because
a few starry-eyed dreamers

like Peter Bailey stir them up
and fill their heads

with a lot of impossible ideas.

Now, I say...

Just a minute. Just a minute.
Now, hold on, Mr. Potter.

You're right when you say my father
was no businessman. I know that.

Why he ever started this cheap
penny-ante Building and Loan

I'll never know.

But neither you nor anybody else
can say anything against his character,

because his whole life was...

Why, in the 25 years since he
and Uncle Billy started this thing,

he never once thought of himself.
Isn't that right, Uncle Billy?

He didn't save enough money
to send Harry to school, let alone me.

But he did help a few people
get out of your slums, Mr. Potter.

And what's wrong with that?
Why, here, you're all businessmen here.

Don't it make them better citizens, and
doesn't it make them better customers?

You said that they...
What'd you say just a minute ago?

They had to wait and save their money

before they even thought
of a decent home.

Wait? Wait for what?

Until their children grow up
and leave them?

Until they're so old
and broken-down that they...

Do you know how long it takes
a working man to save $5,000?

Just remember this, Mr. Potter,
that this rabble you're talking about,

they do most of the working and paying
and living and dying in this community.

Well, is it too much to have them work
and pay and live and die

in a couple of decent rooms and a bath?

Anyway, my father didn't think so.

People were human beings to him,
but to you,

a warped, frustrated old man,
they're cattle.

Well, in my book, he died
a much richer man than you'll ever be.

I'm not interested in your book.

I'm talking about the Building and Loan.

I know very well
what you're talking about.

You're talking about something
you can't get your fingers on,

and it's galling you.
That's what you're talking about, I know.

Well, I've said too much. I...

You're the Board here.
You do what you want with this thing.

There's just one thing more, though.

This town needs
this measly one-horse institution

if only to have someplace where people
can come without crawling to Potter.

Come on, Uncle Billy.

Sentimental hogwash. I want my motion.

Boy, oh boy, that was telling him,
George, old boy.

You shut his big mouth.
You should have heard him.

What happened?
We heard a lot of yelling.

Well, we're being voted
out of business after 25 years.

- Easy come, easy go.
- Here it is. "Help wanted. Female."

You still want me
to hang around, George?

- Yeah, I'll be right down.
- Yeah, hey, you'll miss your train.

You're a week late for school already.
Go on.

- What's going on in there?
- Never mind. Don't worry about that.

They're putting us out of business.
So what? I can get another job.

- I'm only 55.
- 56.

Go on, go on.
Hey, look, you gave up your boat trip,

now you don't want to miss college,
too, do you?

George! George!
They voted Potter down.

They want to keep it going.

You did it, George. You did it.

They got one condition,
only one condition.

- What's that?
- And that's the best part of it.

They've appointed George here
as Executive Secretary

to take his father's place.

- Oh, no! But, Uncle Billy...
- You can keep him on. That's all right.

As Secretary,
you can hire anyone you like.

Dr. Campbell, now let's get
this thing straight. I'm leaving.

I'm leaving right now.
I'm going to school.

This is my last chance.
Uncle Billy here, he's your man.

But, George,
they'll vote with Potter otherwise.

- I know, I know, he didn't go.
- That's right.

Not only that, but he gave
his school money to his brother, Harry,

and sent him to college.

Harry became a football star.

Made second team all-American.

Yeah, but what happened to George?

George got four years older,
waiting for Harry to come back

and take over the Building and Loans.

There are plenty of jobs around
for somebody that likes to travel.

Look at this. Here.

Venezuela oil fields. "Wanted,
man with construction experience."

Here's the Yukon, right here.

"Wanted,
man with engineering experience."

There she blows.

You know what the three most exciting
sounds in the world are?

Breakfast is served.
Lunch is served. Dinner...

No, no, no, no! Anchor chains,
plane motors and train whistles.

- Peanut?
- There's the professor now.

Old Professor Phi Beta Kappa
all-American Baily.

Why, old George
"Geographic Explorer" Bailey.

What? No husky dogs? No sled?
Uncle Billy, you haven't changed a bit.

Nobody ever changes here,
you know that.

Oh, am I glad to see you.

- Say, where's Mother?
- She's home, cooking the fatted calf.

- Come on, let's go.
- Oh, wait! Wait, wait a minute.

George, Uncle Billy,
I want you to meet Ruth.

- Hello.
- How do you do?

- Ruth Dakin.
- Ruth Dakin Bailey, if you don't mind.

- Huh?
- Well, I wired you I had a surprise.

Here she is. Meet the wife.

Well, what do you know? A wife.

- Well, how do you do? Congratulations.
- How do you do?

What am I doing? Congratulations!

- Doggone it, Harry, you...
- They're married!

Why don't you tell somebody?

Come on, Mrs. Bailey,
I can't wait to see everybody's reaction.

- You're really married?
- Why, yes.

What's a pretty girl like you doing

marrying this two-headed brother
of mine?

Well, I'll tell you. It's purely mercenary.
My father offered him a job.

Oh, he got you and the job?
Well, Harry's cup runneth over.

George, about that job. Ruth spoke
out of turn. I never said I'd take it.

You've been holding the bag here
for four years, and,

well, I won't let you down, George.
I would like to...

Oh, wait a minute. I forgot the bags.
I'll be right back.

It was a surprise to me.

This is the new Mrs. Bailey,
my nephew's wife.

- How are you?
- Old, old friend of the Baileys.

Oh, really? What are their names?
Let's see...

Oh, of course,
I've heard him speak of you.

And I want to tell you,
we're gonna give the biggest party

this town ever saw.

Here, have some popcorn.

George, George, George.
That's all Harry ever talks about.

Ruth, this...

What about this job?

Well, my father owns a glass factory
in Buffalo.

He wants to get Harry started
in the research business.

- Well, is it a good job?
- Oh, yes, very.

Not much money,
but good future, you know.

- Yeah.
- Harry's a genius at research.

- My father just fell in love with him.
- And you did, too.

Hey, Joe.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.
I feel so good.

I could spit in Potter's eye.
I think I will. I think I will.

What did you say? Huh?

Maybe I'd better go home.

Where's my hat? Where's my...

- Oh, thank you, George. Which is mine?
- The middle one.

Oh, thank you, George.
Oh boy, oh boy. Now, look,

if you'll point me in the right direction...
Would you do that, George?

Right down here.

Old Building and Loan pal, huh?

Now you just turn this way
and then right straight down there.

Oh, that way, huh?

My wild Irish rose

I'm all right. I'm all right.

Hello, Ma.

That's for nothing.

- How do you like her?
- She's swell, isn't she?

Looks like
she can keep Harry on his toes.

Keep him out of Bedford Falls, anyway.

Did you know that Mary Hatch
is back from school?

Came back three days ago.

Nice girl, Mary.

Kind that'll help you
find the answers, George.

Stop that grunting.

Can you give me one good reason
why you shouldn't call on Mary?

Sure. Sam Wainwright.

- Hee-haw?
- Yes, Sam's crazy about Mary.

- Well, she's not crazy about him.
- Well, how do you know?

- What, did she discuss it with you?
- No.

- Well, then how do you know?
- Well, I've got eyes, haven't I?

Why, she lights up like a firefly
whenever you're around.

Besides,
Sam Wainwright's away in New York,

- and you're here in Bedford Falls.
- And all's fair in love and war.

I don't know about war.

Mother of mine, I can see right through
you right to your back-collar button.

Trying to get rid of me, huh?

Well, here's your hat.
What's your hurry?

All right, Mother,
old Building and Loan pal,

I think I'll go out and find a girl
and do a little passionate necking.

Oh, George.

Now, if you'll just point me
in the right direction...

This direction.

Good night, Mrs. Bailey.

- Excuse me.
- Now, wait a minute.

I think I got a date.

But stick around, fellows,
just in case, huh?

We'll wait for you, baby.

- Hello, Georgie Porgie!
- Hello Vi.

- What gives?
- Nothing.

Where are you going?

Oh, I'll probably end up
down at the library.

Georgie, don't you ever get tired
of just reading about things?

Yes.

- What are you doing tonight?
- Not a thing.

Are you game, Vi?
Let's make a night of it.

I'd love it, Georgie. What'll we do?

Let's go out in the fields
and take off our shoes

- and walk through the grass.
- Huh?

Then we can go up to the falls.
It's beautiful up there in the moonlight,

and there's a green pool up there,
and we can swim in it.

Then we can climb Mount Bedford
and smell the pines

and watch the sunrise
against the peaks,

and we'll stay up there the whole night,

and everybody'll be talking.
There'll be a terrific scandal.

Georgie, have you gone crazy?
Why, walk in the grass in my bare feet?

Why it's 10 miles up to Mount Bedford.

- Lf you think...
- Okay, just forget about the whole thing.

- What are you doing, picketing?
- Hello, Mary.

I just happened to be passing by here.

Yes, so I noticed.

- Have you made up your mind?
- How's that?

- Have you made up your mind?
- About what?

About coming in.

Your mother just phoned
and said you were on your way over

- to pay me a visit.
- My mother just called you?

Well, how did she know?

- Didn't you tell her?
- I didn't tell anybody.

I just went for a walk
and happened to be passing by here.

What do you...

Went for a walk. That's all.

- I'll be downstairs, Mother.
- All right, dear.

Well, are you coming in or aren't you?

Well, I'll come in for a minute.

But I...

I didn't tell anybody
I was coming over here, you know.

- When did you get back?
- Tuesday.

Where did you get that dress?

- Do you like it?
- It's all right.

I thought you would go back
to New York,

like Sam and Angie
and the rest of them.

I worked there a couple of vacations,
but I don't know.

I guess I was homesick.

Homesick? For Bedford Falls?

Yes, and my family and...

Everything.

Would you like to sit down?

All right, for a minute.

I still can't understand it, though.

You know, I didn't tell anybody
I was coming here.

Would you rather leave?

No. I don't want to be rude.

Well, then, sit down.

What's that?

Some joke, huh?

Well...

I see it still smells like pine needles
around here.

Thank you.

And dance by the

What's the matter?

Oh. Oh, yeah, yeah.

Well...

Nice about your brother Harry
and Ruth, isn't it?

Oh, yeah, yeah, that's all right.

Don't you like her?

Well, of course I like her.
She's a peach.

Oh, just marriage in general
you're not enthusiastic about, huh?

No. Marriage is all right
for Harry and Marty and Sam and you.

Mary! Mary!

Who's down there with you?

It's George Bailey, Mother.

George Bailey? What's he want?

I don't know.

What do you want?

Me? Not a thing.

I just came in to get warm.

He's making violent love to me, Mother.

You tell him to go right back home,
and don't you leave the house, either!

Sam Wainwright promised to call you
from New York tonight.

What's your mother mean?
You know, I didn't come here to...

- What did you come here for, then?
- I don't know. You tell me.

You're supposed to be the one
that has all the answers. You tell me.

- Why don't you go home?
- That's where I'm going.

I don't know why I came here
in the first place.

- Good night.
- Good night!

Mary! Mary! The telephone. It's Sam.

I'll get it.

Whatever were you doing
that you couldn't hear?

Mary, he's waiting.

Hello?

Forgot my hat.

Hee-haw! Hello, Sam, how are you?

I'm great.
Gee, it's good to hear your voice again.

Well, that's awfully sweet of you, Sam.

There's an old friend of yours here.
George Bailey.

You mean old mossback George?

Yes, old mossback George.

Hee-haw! Put him on.

Wait just a minute. I'll call him. George!

He doesn't want to speak to George,
you idiot.

He does so. He asked for him.

George, Sam wants to speak to you.

Hi, Sam.

Well, George Bailyoffski!
Hey, a fine pal you are.

What're you trying to do, steal my girl?

What do you mean?

Nobody's trying to steal anybody's girl.

Here... Here's Mary.

No, wait a minute. Wait a minute.
I want to talk to both of you.

Tell Mary to get on the extension.

- Mother's on the extension. We...
- I am not!

We can both hear. Come here.

We're listening, Sam.

Well, look, I have a big deal coming up
that's gonna make us all rich.

George, do you remember
that night in Martini's bar

when you told me you'd read someplace
about making plastics out of soybeans?

- Chili beans.
- Shut up, will you?

You remember, out of chili...
Out of soybeans.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Soybeans, yeah.

Well, listen, Dad snapped up the idea,

and he's gonna build
a factory outside of Rochester.

How do you like that?

Rochester? Well, why Rochester?

Well, why not?
Can you think of anything better?

Well, I don't know.
Just why not right here?

You remember that old tool
and machinery works?

You tell your father
he can get that for a song.

And all the labor he wants, too.

Half the town was thrown out of work
when they closed down.

That so? Well, I'll tell him.

Hey, that sounds great.

Oh, baby, I knew you'd come through.

Now here's the point, Mary.
Mary, you're in on this, too.

Now listen. Have you got any money?

Money? Yeah... Well, a little.

Well, now, listen.

I want you to put every cent you've got
into our stock, do you hear?

And, George, I may have a job for you,

that is unless you're still married
to that broken-down Building and Loan.

Well, this is the biggest thing
since radio,

and I'm letting you in
on the ground floor.

Oh, Mary. Mary?

I'm here.

Would you tell that guy

I'm giving him the chance
of a lifetime, do you hear?

The chance of a lifetime!

He says it's the chance of a lifetime.

Now you listen to me.

I don't want any plastics,
and I don't want any ground floors.

And I don't want to get married,
ever, to anyone.

You understand that?

I want to do what I want to do.

And you're... And you're...

- Oh, Mary, Mary.
- George, George, George.

Oh, Mary.

Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

Mary...

Here they come! Here they come!

Goodbye, George!

Goodbye!

First Harry, now George.

Annie, we're just two old maids now.

You speak for yourself, Miss B.

If either of you two
see a stranger around here, it's me.

Hey, look.
There's somebody driving this cab.

Bert the cop sent this over.

He said to float away
to Happyland on the bubbles.

Oh, look at this. Old Bert. Champagne!

By the way, where are you two going
on this here now honeymoon?

Where are we going? Look at this.

There's the kitty, Ernie.
Here, come on, count it, Mary.

I feel like a bootlegger's wife. Look.

You know what we're gonna do?
We're gonna shoot the works.

A whole week in New York.
A whole week in Bermuda.

The highest hotels,
the oldest champagne,

the richest caviar, the hottest music
and the prettiest wife.

That does it! Then what?

- Then what, honey?
- After that, who cares?

That does it, come here. Come here.

Don't look now,
but there's something funny

going on over there
at the bank, George.

I've never really seen one, but that's got
all the earmarks of being a run.

Hey, Ernie, if you got any money
in the bank, you better hurry.

George, let's not stop. Let's go!

Just a minute, dear.

- Please, let's not stop, George.
- I'll be back in a minute, Mary.

Well, hello, everybody.
Mrs. Thompson, how are you?

Charlie? What's the matter here,
can't you get in?

What is this, Uncle Billy? A holiday?

George.

Come on in, everybody.
That's right. Just come on in.

Look out, you.

Now, look, why don't you all sit down?

There are a lot of seats over there.

Just make yourselves at home.

George, can I see you a minute?

- Why didn't you call me?
- I just did, but they said you left.

This is a pickle, George.
This is a pickle.

All right, now, what happened?
How did it start?

How does a thing like this ever start?

- All I know is the bank called our loan.
- When?

About an hour ago.
I handed over all our cash.

- All of it?
- Every cent of it,

- and still it was less than we owe them.
- Holy mackerel!

And then I got scared, George,
and closed the doors.

I... I...

The whole town's gone crazy.

Yeah, hello?

George, it's Potter.

Hello?

George, there is a rumor around town
that you've closed your doors.

Is that true?

Oh, well, I'm very glad to hear that.

George, are you all right?
Do you need any police?

Police? What for?

Well, mobs get pretty ugly
sometimes, you know.

George, I'm going all out
to help in this crisis.

I've just guaranteed the bank
sufficient funds to meet their needs.

They'll close up for a week
and then reopen.

He just took over the bank.

I may lose a fortune,

but I'm willing
to guarantee your people, too.

Just tell them
to bring their shares over here,

and I will pay 50 cents on the dollar.

You never miss a trick, do you, Potter?

Well, you're gonna miss this one.

If you close your doors before 6:00 p.m.,
you will never reopen.

George, was it a nice wedding?

Gosh, I wanted to be there.

Yeah.

You can take this one off now.

Now, just remember that this thing
isn't as black as it appeared.

I have some news for you, folks.

I was just talking to old man Potter,

and he's guaranteed cash payments
at the bank.

The bank's gonna reopen next week.

But, George, I got my money here.

Did he guarantee this place?

Well, no, Charlie. I didn't even ask him.
We don't need Potter over here.

Then, I'll take mine now.

No, but you're...

You're thinking of this place all wrong,

as if I had the money back in a safe.
The money's not here.

Well, your money's in Joe's house.
That's right next to yours.

And in the Kennedy house
and Mrs. Macklin's house

and 100 others.

Why, you're lending them
the money to build,

and then, they're gonna pay it back
to you as best they can.

Now, what are you gonna do,
foreclose on them?

I got $242 in here,
and $242 isn't going to break anybody.

Okay, Tom. All right.

Here you are. You sign this.
You'll get your money in 60 days.

Sixty days?

Now, that's what you agreed to
when you bought your shares.

- Tom! Tom, did you get your money?
- No.

Well, I did.

Old man Potter'll pay 50 cents
on the dollar for every share you've got.

- Fifty cents on the dollar!
- Yes, cash!

Well, what do you say?

Now, Tom, you have to stick
to your original agreement.

Now, give us 60 days on this.

- Okay, Randall.
- Are you going to go to Potter's?

Better to get half than nothing.

Tom! Tom!

Randall! Now, Randall, wait! Wait.

Now, listen. Now, listen to me.
I beg of you not to do this thing.

If Potter gets a hold
of this Building and Loan,

there'll never be
another decent house built in this town.

He's already got charge of the bank.

He's got the bus line.
He got the department stores.

And now he's after us. Why?
Well, it's very simple.

Because we're cutting in
on his business, that's why.

And because he wants
to keep you living in his slums

and paying the kind of rent he decides.

Joe, you had one
of those Potter houses, didn't you?

Well, have you forgotten?

Have you forgotten what he charged you
for that broken-down shack?

Here, Ed, you know. You remember last
year when things weren't going so well

and you couldn't make your payments.

Well, you didn't lose your house,
did you?

You think Potter would've
let you keep it?

Can't you understand
what's happening here?

Don't you see what's happening?

Potter isn't selling.
Potter's buying, and why?

Because we're panicky and he's not.
That's why.

He's picking up some bargain.

Now we can get through
this thing all right.

We've got to stick together, though.

We've got to have faith in each other.

But my husband hasn't worked
in over a year, and I need money.

How am going to live
until the bank opens?

- I got doctor bills to pay.
- I need cash.

I can't feed my kids on faith.

How much do you need?

Hey! I got $2,000.

Here's $2,000.
This'll tide us over till the bank reopens.

- All right, Tom, how much do you need?
- $242.

Tom, just enough to tide you over
until the bank reopens.

I'll take $242.

- There you are.
- That'll close my account.

Your account's still here. That's a loan.

- Okay. All right, Ed?
- I got $300 here, George.

Now, Ed, what'll it take
till the bank opens? What do you need?

Well, I suppose $20.

$20. Now you're talking.
Thanks, Ed. That's fine.

All right, now, Mrs. Thompson,
how much do you want?

But it's your own money, George.

Never mind about that.
How much do you want?

- I can get along with $20, all right.
- $20, fine.

- And I'll sign the paper.
- You don't have to sign anything.

I know you. You pay it when you can.
That's okay.

- All right, Mrs. Davis?
- Could I have $17.50?

Bless your heart. Of course
you can have it. You got 50 cents?

- Seven...
- We're gonna make it, George.

...six...
- They'll never close us up today!

...five, four, three, two,

one, bingo!

We made it! Close the door, Eustace!
We made it.

Look, look, we're still in business.
We've still got 2 bucks left.

Look, let's have some of that.
Let's celebrate!

Get some glasses, Tilly.

- Well, a couple of financial wizards.
- Call us Rockefellers.

Get a tray for these two
great big important simoleons here.

We'll save them for seed. A toast.

A toast. A toast to Mama Dollar
and to Papa Dollar,

and if you want to keep this old
Building and Loan in business,

you better have a family real quick.

- I wish they were rabbits.
- I wish they were, too.

Okay, let's put them in the safe
and see what happens.

Close the door.

Folks, folks, wedding cigars.

Wedding. Holy mackerel, I'm married.

Where's Mary? Mary! Poor...

Look, I got a train to catch.
Well, the train's gone.

I wonder if Ernie's still here
with his taxicab.

George, there's a call for you.

Look, will you get my wife
on the phone?

She's probably over at her mother's.

Mrs. Bailey is on the phone.

I don't want Mrs. Bailey. I want my wife.

Mrs. Bailey! Oh, that's my wife.
Here, I'll take it in here.

Mary. Hello. Listen, dear, I'm sorry.

Huh? Come home? What home?

320 Sycamore? Well, what...
Whose home is that?

The Waldorf Hotel, huh?

Hey, this is the company's posters,
and the company won't like this.

How would you like
to get a ticket next week?

You got any romance in you?

- Sure, I had it, but I got rid of it.
- Liver pills.

Who wants to see liver pills
on their honeymoon?

What we want is romantic places,
beautiful places,

places George wants to go.

Hey, Bert. Here he comes.

Come on, we got to get this up.
He's coming.

- Who?
- The groom, idiot.

This is their honeymoon.
Come on. Get that ladder.

What are they, ducks?

- Get that ladder up here.
- All right, all right.

- Hurry up. Hurry up. Hurry up.
- I'm hurrying.

Hiya... Good evening, sir.

Welcome home, Mr. Bailey.

Well, I'll be...

Mary. Mary, where did you...

Oh, Mary.

Remember the night we broke
some windows in this old house?

This is what I wished for.

You're wonderful.

You're wonderful.

- Martini, you rented a new house?
- Rent?

- You hear what he say, Mr. Bailey?
- What's that?

I own the house.

Me, Giuseppe Martini,
I own my own house.

No more we live like a pigs
in this Potter's Field.

- Mary, Mary!
- Mary, come on, bring the baby.

I feel like a queen.

- I'll take the kids in the car.
- Oh, thank you, Mr. Bailey. Thank you.

All right, kids, here. Here, get in here.

Now, one at a time.
Get right up on the seat there.

- Sit down, there.
- Here, now, get the dog, now. That's it.

- Goat, too.
- Everybody!

All in!

Bye-bye! Bye-bye!

All in?

Mr. And Mrs. Martini, welcome home.

Good old George,
he's always making a speech.

Hee-haw!

- Sam Wainwright.
- Oh, who cares.

Bread. That this house
may never know hunger.

Salt. That life may always have flavor.

And wine. That joy and prosperity
may reign forever.

Enter the Martini castle.

Look, Mr. Potter,
it's no skin off my nose.

I'm just your little rent collector.

But you can't laugh off
this Bailey Park anymore.

Look at it.

Congressman Black is here
to see you, sir.

Oh, tell the Congressman to wait.
Go on.

Fifteen years ago, a half a dozen
houses stuck here and there.

There's the old cemetery, squirrels,
buttercups, daisies.

I used to hunt rabbits there myself.

Look at it today.

Dozens of the prettiest little homes
you ever saw,

90% owned by suckers
who used to pay rent to you.

Your Potter's Field, my dear
Mr. Employer, is becoming just that.

And are the local yokels making with
those David and Goliath wisecracks.

Oh, they are, are they?

Even though they know
the Baileys never made a dime out of it.

You know very well why.
The Baileys were all chumps.

Every one of these homes is worth

twice what it cost
the Building and Loan to build.

- Lf I were you, Mr. Potter...
- You are not me.

As I say, it's no skin off my nose,

but one of these days
this bright young man

is gonna be asking
George Bailey for a job.

The Bailey family has been
a boil on my neck long enough.

- Yes, sir?
- Come in here.

We just stopped in town
to take a look at the new factory,

and then we're gonna
drive on down to Florida.

Why don't you
have your friends join us?

Why, sure. Hey, why don't you kids
drive down with us, huh?

Oh, I'm afraid I couldn't get away, Sam.

Still got the nose
to the old grindstone, eh?

Jane, I offered to let George in
on the ground floor in plastics,

and he turned me down cold.

- Oh, now, don't rub it in.
- I'm not rubbing it in.

Well, I guess we better run along.

- Awfully happy to have met you, Mary.
- Nice meeting you, too.

- Goodbye. Glad to see you.
- Goodbye, George.

So long, George.
See you in the funny papers.

- So long, Mary.
- Bye, Sam. Have fun.

- Thanks for dropping around.
- Florida!

- Hee-haw!
- Hee-haw.

Thank you, sir.

- That's quite a cigar, Mr. Potter.
- You like it?

I'll send you a box.

Well, I...

I suppose I'll find out sooner or later,

but just what exactly
did you want to see me about?

George, now that's just what I like
so much about you.

George, I am an old man,
and most people hate me.

But I don't like them, either,
so that makes it all even.

You know just as well as I do

that I run practically everything
in this town

but the Bailey Building and Loan.

You know, also, that for a number of
years I've been trying to get control of it.

Or kill it. But I haven't been able to do it.

You have been stopping me.

In fact, you have beaten me, George,

and as anyone in this county
can tell you, that takes some doing.

Take during the Depression,
for instance.

You and I were the only ones
that kept our heads.

You saved the Building and Loan.
I saved all the rest.

Yes. Well, most people say
you stole all the rest.

The envious ones say that,
George, the suckers.

Now, I have stated my side very frankly.

Now let's look at your side.

Young man, 27-28, married,
making, say, $40 a week.

- $45.
- $45.

$45.

Out of which, after supporting
your mother and paying your bills,

you're able to keep, say, $10,
if you skimp.

A child or two comes along, and you
won't even be able to save the $10.

Now, if this young man of 28
was a common, ordinary yokel,

I'd say he was doing fine.

But George Bailey is not a common,
ordinary yokel.

He is an intelligent, smart,
ambitious young man,

who hates his job,
who hates the Building and Loan

almost as much as I do.

A young man who's been dying to get
out on his own ever since he was born.

A young man... The smartest one
of the crowd, mind you.

A young man who has to sit by

and watch his friends go places
because he's trapped.

Yes, sir,
trapped into frittering his life away,

playing nursemaid
to a lot of garlic eaters.

Do I paint a correct picture,
or do I exaggerate?

- Now, what's your point, Mr. Potter?
- My point?

- My point is I want to hire you.
- Hire me?

Yeah, I want you to manage my affairs,
run my properties.

George, I'll start you out
at $20,000 a year.

$20,000 a year?

You wouldn't mind living
in the nicest house in town,

buying your wife a lot of fine clothes,

a couple of business trips
to New York a year,

maybe once in a while Europe.

You wouldn't mind that,
would you, George?

Would I?

You're not talking to somebody else
around here, are you?

You know, this is me.
You remember me?

- George Bailey.
- George Bailey.

Yeah, George Bailey,
whose ship has just come in.

Provided he has enough brains
to climb aboard.

Holy mackerel.

Well, how about the Building and Loan?

Oh, confound it, man,
are you afraid of success?

I'm offering you a three-years contract
at $20,000 a year, starting today.

Is it a deal, or isn't it?

Well, Mr. Potter, I...

I know I ought to jump
at the chance but I... I just...

I wonder if it would be possible for you
to give me 24 hours to think it over?

Sure, sure, sure.

You go on home
and talk about it to your wife.

I'd like to do that.

Yeah. In the meantime,
I'll draw up the papers.

- All right, sir.
- Okay, George?

Okay, Mr. Potter.

No. No. No, no,
now wait a minute, here.

I don't need 24 hours.
I don't have to talk to anybody.

I know right now, and the answer is no.
No, doggone it!

You sit around here,
and you spin your little webs,

and you think the whole world
revolves around you and your money.

Well, it doesn't, Mr. Potter.

In the whole vast configuration of things,

I'd say you were nothing
but a scurvy little spider.

You...

And that goes for you, too!

And it goes for you, too!

You wouldn't mind living
in the nicest house in town,

buying your wife a lot of fine clothes,

going to New York on a business trip
a couple of times a year,

maybe Europe once in a while.

I know what I'm gonna do tomorrow

and the next day and next year
and the year after that.

I'm shaking the dust
of this crummy little town off my feet,

and I'm gonna see the world.

And then I'm gonna build things.
I'm gonna build air fields.

I'm gonna build skyscrapers
100 stories high.

I'm gonna build a bridge a mile long.

What is it you want, Mary?
What, you want the moon?

If you do, just say the word,
I'll throw a lasso around it

and pull her down for you.

Buffalo gal
Won't you come out tonight?

Won't you come out tonight?
Won't you come out tonight?

Buffalo gal
Won't you come out tonight

And

- Hi.
- Hi.

Mary Hatch,

why in the world
did you ever marry a guy like me?

To keep from being an old maid.

You could have
married Sam Wainwright

and anybody else in town.

I didn't want
to marry anybody else in town.

I want my baby to look like you.

You didn't even have a honeymoon.

I promised you...

- Your what?
- My baby.

Your... Your...

Mary, you on the nest?

- George Bailey lassoes stork.
- Lassoes a stork!

You mean you...
What is it, a boy or a girl?

Now, you've probably already guessed
that George never leaves Bedford Falls.

- No!
- Mary had her baby, a boy.

Then she had another one, a girl.

Day after day she worked away,

remaking the old Granville house
into a home.

Night after night,
George came back late from the office.

Potter was bearing down hard.

Then came a war.

Ma Bailey and Mrs. Hatch
joined the Red Cross and sewed.

Mary had two more babies
but still found time to run the USO.

Sam Wainwright made a fortune
in plastic hoods for planes.

Potter became head of the draft board.

One-A.

One-A.

One-A.

Gower and Uncle Billy sold war bonds.

Bert the cop was wounded
in North Africa, got the Silver Star.

Ernie the taxi driver
parachuted into France.

Marty helped capture
the Remagen Bridge.

Harry...

Harry Bailey topped them all.

A Navy flier, he shot down 15 planes,

two of them as they were about
to crash into a transport full of soldiers.

- Yes, but George.
- George?

Four-F on account of his ear,

George fought the battle
of Bedford Falls.

Now, hold on! Hold on! Hold on now!

Don't you know there's a war on?

Air raid warden.

Paper drives.

Scrap drives.

Rubber drives.

Like everybody else on VE Day,
he wept and prayed.

On VJ Day, he wept and prayed again.

Joseph, now show him
what happened today.

Yes, sir.

This morning, day before Christmas,
about 10:00 a.m.

Bedford Falls time...

Hey, Ernie. Look at that.

It's gonna snow again.

What do you mean, it's gonna snow?
Look at the headlines. The President...

I know, I know, George.
That's marvelous.

Commander Harry Bailey!

Mr. Gower, look at this,
the second page.

Now, look, this is for you.

- This is for you. That's for you.
- Okay.

- Right, thanks.
- See you again.

Be sure you spell the name right.

Extra! Read all about it!

George, George! It's Harry now
on long-distance from Washington.

Harry! What do you know about that!

He reversed the charges.
It's okay, isn't it?

Reversed the charges?
Of course it is for a hero.

Harry!

You old seven times
a son of a gun. Congratulations.

How's Mother standing it? She did?

What do you know?

Mother had lunch
with the President's wife.

Wait till Martha hears about this.

- What did they have to eat?
- What'd they have to eat?

Harry,

you should see what they're cooking up
in the town for you.

Oh, they are?

The Navy's gonna fly Mother home
this afternoon.

In a plane?

What? Uncle Billy?

- Has Uncle Billy come in yet?
- He stopped at the bank first.

He's not here right now, Harry.
But look, now, tell me about it.

- George. George, George.
- What?

- That man is here again.
- What man?

Bank examiner.

Harry, talk to Eustace for a minute,
will you?

I'll be right back.

Well, Harry.

- Good morning, sir.
- Carter, bank examiner.

- Mr. Carter, Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.

We're all excited around here.

My brother just got
the Congressional Medal of Honor.

- The President just decorated him.
- Well, I guess they do those things.

- Well, I trust you had a good year.
- Good year?

Well, between you and me,
Mr. Carter, we're broke.

Yeah, very funny.

Well, now,
come right in here, Mr. Carter.

Although I shouldn't wonder
when you okay reverse charges

on personal long-distance calls.

- George, shall we hang up?
- No, no.

He wants to talk to Uncle Billy.
You just hold on, there.

Now, if you'll cooperate,
I'd like to finish with you by tonight.

I want to spend Christmas
in Elmira with my family.

I don't blame you at all, Mr. Carter.

Just step right in here. We'll fix you up.

December 24.

$8,000.

- Merry Christmas, Mr. Potter.
- Merry Christmas.

Well, good morning, Mr. Potter.
What's the news?

Well, well, well, "Harry Bailey
wins Congressional Medal."

That couldn't be one of the Bailey boys.

You just can't keep those Baileys down,
now can you, Mr. Potter?

How does slacker George
feel about that?

Very jealous. Very jealous.

He only lost three buttons off his vest.

Of course,
slacker George would've gotten

two of these medals if he had gone.

- Bad ear.
- Yes.

After all, Potter, some people
like George had to stay at home.

Not every heel was
in Germany and Japan.

- Good morning, Mr. Bailey.
- Good morning, Horace.

- I guess you forgot something.
- Huh?

- You forgot something.
- What?

Well, aren't you going
to make a deposit?

Oh, sure, sure I am.

Well, then, it's usually customary
to bring the money with you.

Oh, shucks, I knew I had.

Oh, shucks, I knew I had.

How about that finger there?

Well, I...

Bailey.

Take me back there. Hurry up.

Come on, look sharp.

Take me back.

Just make yourself at home, Mr. Carter.
I got those books for you here.

Oh, hello, Vi.

George, can I see you for a second?

Why, of course you can.
Go on in the office there.

Uncle Billy, talk to Harry.
He's on the telephone.

Hurry up, Uncle Billy, hurry.
Long distance, Washington.

Hey, here's Harry on the phone.

You know, your nephew,
remember? Harry.

- Here he is.
- Hurry up.

Hello? Hello.
Yes, Harry, yes, everything's fine.

I ought to have my head examined.

$8,000. It's got to be somewhere.

Here you are.

Character?

If I had any character, I'd...

It takes a lot of character to leave
your hometown and start all over again.

No, George, don't.

Here now, you're broke, aren't you?

- I know, but...
- What do you want to do,

hock your furs and that hat?

You want to walk to New York?

You know, they charge
for meals and rent up there,

just the same as they do
in Bedford Falls.

- Yeah, sure.
- No, that's a loan, now.

That's my business, Building and Loan.

Besides, you'll get a job.
Good luck to you.

I'm glad I know you, George Bailey.

- Say hello to New York for me.
- Yeah, yeah, sure, I will.

Now, let's hear from you
once in a while.

- Merry Christmas, Vi.
- Merry Christmas, George.

- Mr. Bailey.
- Oh, Mr. Carter, I'm sorry.

I'll be right with you.
Uncle Billy in there?

Yeah, he's in his office.

What's going on?

The bank examiner's here.

- He's here?
- Yeah. He wants the accounts payable...

What's the matter with you?

Come here.

Eustace.

- Yeah?
- Come here a minute.

Did you see Uncle Billy
with any cash last night?

He had it on his desk counting it
before he closed up.

Now, look, did you buy anything?

- Nothing. Not even a stick of gum.
- All right, all right.

Now, we'll go over every step you took
since you left the house.

- Right. This way.
- Come on.

And did you put the envelope
in your pocket?

Yeah, maybe, maybe.

Maybe! I don't want any maybe.
We've got to find that money!

- I'm no good to you, George.
- Uncle Billy, look,

do you realize what's going
to happen if we don't find it?

Listen to me.

Do you have any secret hiding place
here in the house?

Someplace you would have...
Someplace you hide the money?

I've gone over the whole house,

even in rooms that have been locked
since I lost Laura.

Listen to me, listen to me! Think, think!

I can't think anymore, George.
I can't think anymore. It hurts.

Where's that money,
you silly, stupid old fool?

Where's that money?
Do you realize what this means?

It means bankruptcy and scandal
and prison!

That's what it means.

One of us is going to jail.
Well, it's not going to be me.

Hello, darling.

- Hello, Daddy.
- Hello, Daddy.

How do you like it?

- Bless you!
- Bless you!

Did you bring the wreath?

Yes, Daddy, did you bring
the Christmas wreath?

What wreath?

The Merry Christmas wreath
for the window.

No. I left it at the office.

- Is it snowing?
- Yeah, it just started.

- Where's your coat and hat?
- Left them at the office.

What's the matter?

Nothing's the matter.
Everything's all right.

Come on, Pete, you're a big boy.
You can help me get this star up.

Way up at the top. There. That's it.

All right, fill in that little bare spot
right there. Right there.

Isn't it wonderful about Harry?
We're famous, George.

Bet I had 50 calls today
about the parade, the banquet.

Your mother's so excited. She...

Must she keep playing that?

I have to practice it
for the party tonight, Daddy.

Mama said we could stay up
till midnight and sing Christmas carols.

Can you sing, Daddy?

Better hurry and shave.

- The families will be here soon.
- Families.

I don't want the families over here.

Come on out in the kitchen with me
while I finish dinner.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

- Have a hectic day?
- Oh, yeah.

Another big red-letter day
for the Baileys.

Daddy, the Browns next door
have a new car. You should see it.

Well, what's the matter with our car?
Isn't it good enough for you?

Yes, Daddy.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

- Excuse you for what?
- I burped.

All right, darling, you're excused.

Now, go on upstairs
and see if little Zuzu wants anything.

- Zuzu? What's the matter with Zuzu?
- Oh, she's just got a cold. She's in bed.

Caught it coming home from school.

They gave her a flower for a prize,
and she didn't want to crush it,

so she didn't button up her coat.

- What is it, a sore throat or what?
- It's just a cold.

- The doctor says it's nothing serious.
- The doctor?

- Was the doctor here?
- Yes, I called him right away.

He says it's nothing to worry about.

Is she running a temperature?
What is it?

Just a teensy one, 99.6.
She'll be all right.

Of course, it's this old house.

I don't know why
we don't all have pneumonia.

Drafty old barn.
Might as well be living in a refrigerator.

Why did we have
to live here in the first place

and stay around this measly,
crummy old town?

- George, what's wrong?
- Wrong! Everything's wrong.

You call this a happy family?
Why do we have to have all these kids?

- Dad, how do you spell "frankincense"?
- I don't know. Ask your mother.

- Where're you going?
- I'm going up to see Zuzu.

He told me to write a play for tomorrow.

F-r-a-n-k-i-n...

Hi, Daddy!

- Well, what happened to you?
- I won a flower.

Wait now.
Where do you think you're going?

I want to give my flower a drink.

All right, all right.
Now, give Daddy the flower.

I'll give it a drink.

Now, here.

Look, Daddy!

Paste it!

Yeah, all right, all right. Give it here.

Now, we'll paste this together here.

There. There it is. Good as new.

Now, give the flower a drink.

Now, will you do something for me?

- What?
- Will you try to get some sleep?

I'm not sleepy.
I want to look at my flower.

I know, I know, but you just go to sleep
and then you can dream about it,

and it'll be a whole garden.

It will?

- Telephone!
- Telephone!

I'll get it.

Hello?

Yes, this is Mrs. Bailey.

Oh, thank you, Mrs. Welch.
I'm sure she'll be all right.

The doctor said
that she ought to be out of bed

in time to have her Christmas dinner.

- Is that Zuzu's teacher?
- Yes.

Let me speak to her.

Hello. Hello, Mrs. Welch?

This is George Bailey. I'm Zuzu's father.

Say, what kind of a teacher
are you, anyway?

What do you mean
sending her home like that, half naked?

Do you realize she'll probably end up
with pneumonia on account of you?

- George!
- Is this the sort of thing we pay taxes for

to have teachers like you?

Stupid, silly, careless people who send
our kids home without any clothes on?

You know, maybe my kids
aren't the best-dressed kids.

And maybe they don't have
any decent clothes...

That stupid...

Hello, Mrs. Welch. I want to apologize...

Hello? Hello.

- She's hung up!
- I'll hang her up!

- Hey, you! I'll knock your block off!
- What is that?

Hello! Who's this?

Oh, Mr. Welch?

Okay, that's fine, Mr. Welch.

Give me a chance to tell you
what I really think of your wife.

George, stop it.

Will you get out and let me handle this?

Hello? Hello? What?

Oh, you will, huh?

Okay, Mr. Welch. Any time
you think you're man enough, you...

Hello! Any...

Dad, how do you spell "hallelujah"?

How should I know?
What do you think I am, a dictionary?

Tommy, stop that! Stop it!

Janie, haven't you learned
that silly tune yet?

You play it over and over again.
Now stop it! Stop it!

I'm sorry, Mary.

Janie, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean that. I...
You go on and practice.

Pete, I owe you an apology, too.

I'm sorry.

- What do you want to know?
- Nothing, Daddy.

What's the matter with everybody?

Janie, go on. I told you to practice.
Now, go on, play!

Oh, Daddy!

George, why must you
torture the children? Why don't you...

Mary...

Bedford 247, please.

- Is Daddy in trouble?
- Yes, Pete.

- Shall I pray for him?
- Yes, Janie, pray very hard.

- Me, too?
- You, too, Tommy.

Hello? Uncle Billy?

I'm in trouble, Mr. Potter.

I need help.

Through some sort of an accident,
my company's short in their accounts.

The bank examiner got there today.

I've got to raise $8,000 immediately.

Oh, that's what the reporters wanted
to talk to you about?

- The reporters?
- Yes.

They called me up
from your Building and Loan.

Oh, there's a man over there
from the D.A.'s office, too.

He's looking for you.

Please help me, Mr. Potter.
Help me, won't you, please?

Can't you see what it means
to my family?

I'll pay any sort of a bonus on the loan,
any interest,

if you still want the Building and Loan...

George, could it possibly be there's
a slight discrepancy in the books?

No, sir.
There's nothing wrong with the books.

I've just misplaced $8,000.
I can't find it anywhere.

- You misplaced $8,000?
- Yes, sir.

- Have you notified the police?
- No, sir. I didn't want the publicity.

- Harry's homecoming tomorrow...
- They're going to believe that one.

What've you been doing, George?

Playing the market
with the company's money?

No, sir. No, sir, I haven't.

Is it a woman, then?

You know, it's all over town that
you've been giving money to Violet Bick.

What?

Not that it makes any difference to me,
but why did you come to me?

Why don't you go to Sam Wainwright
and ask him for the money?

I can't get a hold of him. He's in Europe.

Well, what about all your other friends?

They don't have that kind of money,
Mr. Potter. You know that.

You're the only one in town
that can help me.

I've suddenly become quite important.

What kind of security
would I have, George?

- Have you got any stocks?
- No, sir.

Bonds? Real estate?
Collateral of any kind?

I have some life insurance,
a $15,000 policy.

- Yes. How much is your equity in it?
- Five hundred dollars.

Five hundred dollars?

And you ask me to lend you $8,000?

Look at you. You used to be so cocky.

You were going to go out
and conquer the world.

You once called me a warped,
frustrated old man.

What are you but a warped,
frustrated young man?

A miserable little clerk,

crawling in here
on your hands and knees

and begging for help.

No securities, no stocks, no bonds.

Nothing but a miserable
little $500 equity

in a life insurance policy.

You're worth more dead than alive.

Why don't you go to the riffraff
you love so much

and ask them to let you have $8,000?

You know why?

Because they'd run you
out of town on a rail.

But I tell you
what I'm going to do for you, George.

Since the state examiner is still here,

as a stockholder
of the Building and Loan,

I'm going to swear out
a warrant for your arrest.

Misappropriation of funds,
manipulation, malfeasance.

All right, George, go ahead.

You can't hide in a little town like this.

Yeah, Bill? This is Potter.

Merry Christmas! Glad you come!

How about some of that good spaghetti?

We got everything.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Dear Father in Heaven,

I'm not a praying man,

but if you're up there
and you can hear me,

show me the way.

I'm at the end of my rope. I...

Show me the way, O God.

Are you all right, George?
Want somebody to take you home?

Are you all right, George?
Want somebody to take you home?

Why you drink so much, my friend?

Please go home, Mr. Bailey.
This is Christmas Eve.

Bailey? Which Bailey?

This is Mr. George Bailey.

The next time you talk to my wife
like that, you'll get worse!

She cried for an hour!

It isn't enough she slaves teaching
your stupid kids how to read and write,

- and you have to bawl her out.
- You get out of here, Mr. Welch!

Now, wait, I want to pay for my drink.

Never mind the money!
You get out of here quick!

- All right!
- You hit my best friend! Get out!

- You all right, George?
- Who was that?

He gone. No worry. He name is Welch.

- He no come into my place no more.
- Oh, Welch.

That's what I get for praying.

The last time he come in here.
You hear that, Nick?

Yes, you bet.

Where's my insurance policy?
Oh, here it is.

Oh, no, please,
don't go this way, Mr. Bailey.

- I'm all right.
- No, no, you no feel so good.

- Sit down and rest.
- I'm all right.

Please no go away, please!

What do you think you're doing?

Now look what you did.
My great-grandfather planted this tree!

Hey, you! Hey, you!

Come back here, you drunken fool!
Get this car out of here!

Hey, what's the matter with you?
Look where you're going.

Help!

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Help!

Help! Help! Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

I didn't have time
to get some stylish underwear.

Wife gave me this
on my last birthday.

I passed away in it.

Oh, Tom Sawyer's drying out, too.

You should read the new book
Mark Twain's writing now.

How did you happen to fall in?

I didn't fall in.
I jumped in to save George.

You what? To save me?

Well, I did, didn't I?
You didn't go through with it, did you?

- Go through with what?
- Suicide.

It's against the law
to commit suicide around here.

Yeah, it's against the law
where I come from, too.

- Where do you come from?
- Heaven.

I had to act quickly.
That's why I jumped in.

I knew if I were drowning,
you'd try to save me.

You see, you did,
and that's how I saved you.

Very funny.

Your lip's bleeding, George.

Yeah, I got a bust in the jaw
in answer to a prayer a little bit ago.

Oh, no, no, no, George,
I'm the answer to your prayer.

That's why I was sent down here.

- How'd you know my name?
- Oh, I know all about you.

I've watched you grow up
from a little boy.

What are you,
a mind reader or something?

No.

- Well, who are you then?
- Clarence Oddbody, AS2.

Oddbody?

AS2? What's that, AS2?

Angel Second Class.

Cheerio, my good man.

Oh, brother.

Gee whiz.

I wonder what Martini
put in those drinks.

Hey, what's with you?
What did you say just a minute ago?

Why'd you want to save me?

That's what I was sent down for.
I'm your guardian angel.

I wouldn't be a bit surprised.

Ridiculous of you to think
of killing yourself for money, $8,000.

Yeah, now, just things like that...
How do you know that?

I told you. I'm your guardian angel.
I know everything about you.

Well, you look about
like the kind of an angel I'd get.

Sort of a fallen angel, aren't you?
What happened to your wings?

I haven't won my wings yet.
That's why I'm an Angel Second Class.

I don't know whether I'd like it very much

being seen around
with an angel without any wings.

Oh, I've got to earn them,
and you'll help me, won't you?

Sure, sure.

- How?
- By letting me help you.

Yes. Only one way you can help me.

You don't happen to have
8,000 bucks on you, do you?

Oh, no. No.
We don't use money in heaven.

Oh, yeah, that's right, I keep forgetting.

- Comes in pretty handy down here, bub.
- Oh, tut, tut, tut.

I found it out a little late.

I'm worth more dead than alive.

Now, look, you mustn't talk like that.
I won't get my wings with that attitude.

You just don't know all that you've done.
If it hadn't been for you...

Yeah, if it hadn't been for me,
everybody'd be a lot better off.

My wife and my kids and my friends.

I mean, look, little fellow, go off
and haunt somebody else, will you?

No, now, you don't understand.
I've got my job...

Oh, shut up, will you?

Oh, this isn't gonna be so easy.

Yeah, so you still think killing yourself
would make everyone feel happier, eh?

Well, I don't know. I guess you're right.

I suppose it would have been better
if I'd never been born at all.

- What'd you say?
- I said I wish I'd never been born.

Oh, you mustn't say things like that.

You... Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
That's an idea.

What do you think?

Yeah, that'll do it.

All right.

You've got your wish.
You've never been born.

You don't have
to make all that fuss about it!

What did you say?

You've never been born. You don't exist.
You haven't a care in the world.

No worries, no obligations,
no $8,000 to get,

no Potter looking for you
with the Sheriff.

- Say something else in that ear.
- Sure, you can hear out of it.

Well, that's the doggonedest thing.

I haven't heard anything out of that ear
since I was a kid.

Must have been that jump
in that cold water.

Your lip stopped bleeding, too, George.

What do you know about that?
What's happening?

It stopped snowing out here, didn't it?

What's happened here?

What I need
is a couple of good stiff drinks.

How about you, Angel?
You want a drink?

Come on,
soon as these clothes of ours are dry...

The clothes are dry.

What do you know about that?
Stove's hotter than I thought.

Now, come on, get your clothes on.
We'll stroll up to my car and get...

Oh, I'm sorry. I'll stroll. You fly.

I can't fly. I haven't got my wings.

You haven't got your wings.
Yeah, that's right.

What's the matter?

Well, this is where I left my car,
and it isn't here.

- You have no car.
- Well, I had a car, and it was right here.

I guess somebody moved it.

- Good evening.
- Oh, say, hey, where's my car?

- I beg your pardon?
- My car, my car.

I'm the fellow that owns the car
that ran into your tree.

- What tree?
- What do you mean, what tree?

This tree. Here, I ran into it.

Cut a big gash in the side of it there.

You must mean two other trees.
You had me worried.

One of the oldest trees in Pottersville.

Pottersville?

Why, you mean Bedford Falls.

I mean Pottersville.
Don't you think I know where I live?

What's the matter with you?

What's the matter with me?
Well, I guess I just...

Oh, I don't know.
Either I'm off my nut or he is or you are.

It isn't me.

Well, maybe I left the car
up at Martini's.

- Well, come on, Gabriel.
- Clarence.

Clarence. Clarence.

That's all right. Go on in.
Martini is a friend of mine.

There's a place to sit down. Sit down.

- Oh, hello, Nick. Hey, where's Martini?
- Want a martini?

No, no, Martini. Your boss.
Where is he?

Hey, look, I'm the boss.
You want a drink or don't you?

Okay, all right. Double bourbon,
will you, and quick, huh?

Okay.

- What's yours?
- I was just thinking.

It's been so long since I...

Look, mister, I'm standing here
waiting for you to make up your mind.

That's a good man.

I was just thinking

of a flaming rum punch.

No, it's not cold enough for that,
not nearly cold enough.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. I got it.

Mulled wine, heavy on the cinnamon
and light on the cloves.

Off with you, me lad, and be lively!

Hey, look, mister,
we serve hard drinks in here

for men who want to get drunk fast.

And we don't need any characters
around to give the joint atmosphere.

Is that clear, or do I have
to slip you my left for a convincer?

What's he talking about?

Nick, Nick,
just give him the same as mine.

- He's okay.
- Okay.

What's the matter with him?
I never saw Nick act like that before.

You'll see a lot of strange things
from now on.

Oh, yeah.

Hey, little fellow,
you worry me, you know.

- You got someplace to sleep?
- No.

You don't, huh?

- Well, you got any money?
- No.

No wonder you jumped in the river.

I jumped in the river to save you
so I could get my wings.

- Somebody's just made it.
- Made what?

Every time you hear a bell ring, it means
that some angel's just got his wings.

Look, I think maybe you
better not mention

getting your wings around here.

Why? Don't they believe in angels?

Yeah, they believe in them.

Oh, why should they be surprised
when they see one?

Oh, he never grew up. He's...

- How old are you anyway, Clarence?
- Two hundred and ninety-three,

next May.

That does it. Out, you two pixies!

Go through the door or out the window.

- Look, Nick, what's wrong?
- Now, that's another thing.

Where do you come off
calling me Nick?

Well, Nick, that's your name.

What's that got to do with it?
I don't know you from Adam's off ox.

Hey. Hey, you rummy, there.
Come here, come here.

Didn't I tell you never to come
panhandling around here, huh?

Mr. Gower.

Mr. Gower.

What... What did...

Mr. Gower, look, this is George Bailey.

- Don't you know me?
- No.

No.

Throw him out. Throw him out.

Mr. Gower! Hey, what is...

Hey, Nick. Nick.
Isn't that Mr. Gower, the druggist?

You know, that's another reason
for me not to like you.

That rum head spent 20 years in jail
for poisoning a kid.

If you know him,
you must be a jailbird yourself.

Would you show these gentlemen
to the door?

Sure. This way, gentlemen.

Stay out.

Get me! I'm giving out wings!

You see, George,
you were not there to stop Gower

from putting that poison
into the capsules.

What do you mean, I wasn't there?
I remember distinctly...

Hey, what's going on around here?

What...

Why, this ought to be Martini's place.

Look, who are you?

I told you, George.
I'm your guardian angel.

Yeah, yeah, I know. You told me that.

What else are you?
What, are you a hypnotist?

No. Of course not.

Well, then, why am I seeing
all these strange things here?

Don't you understand, George?
It's because you were not born.

- Well, if I wasn't born, who am I?
- You're nobody. You have no identity.

What do you mean, no identity?
My name's George Bailey.

There is no George Bailey.

You have no papers, no cards,
no driver's license,

no 4-F card, no insurance policy.

They're not there, either.

- What?
- Zuzu's petals.

You've been given a great gift, George,

a chance to see what the world
would be like without you.

Now, wait a minute here.
Wait a minute here.

This is some sort of a funny dream
I'm having.

So long, mister. I'm going home.

- Home? What home?
- Shut up! Cut it out!

You're crazy!
That's what I think. You're screwy.

You're driving me crazy, too.
I'm seeing things here.

I'm going home
and see my wife and family.

You understand that?
And I'm going home alone.

How am I doing, Joseph?

Thanks.

No, I didn't have a drink.

Hey, hey, where did
the Building and Loan move to?

Building and what?

The Bailey Building and Loan.
It was up there.

They went out of business years ago.

That sailor's a liar!

I know every big shot in this town!

I know Potter,
and I'll have you kicked off the beat.

Hey, Violet!

Hey, hey! Listen. That's Violet Bick.

- I know.
- I know that girl!

Take a walk. Beat it.

Hey, Ernie! Ernie.

Ernie, take me home.
I'm going off my nut.

Where do you live?

Now, doggone it, Ernie,
don't you start pulling that stuff.

You know where I live. 320 Sycamore.
Now hurry up.

- All right. 320 Sycamore?
- Yeah, yeah, hurry up. Zuzu's sick.

- Come on.
- All right. All right.

Come on, Ernie,
now straighten me out here.

Look, I've got some bad liquor
or something. Listen to me.

Now, you are Ernie Bishop,

and you live in Bailey Park
with your wife and kid?

- That's right, isn't it?
- You seen my wife?

Seen your wife?
I've been to your house 100 times.

Look, bud, what's the idea?
I live in a shack in Potter's Field,

my wife ran away three years ago
and took the kid,

and I ain't never seen you
before in my life, see?

Okay, well, just step on it.
Just get me home!

- Is this the place?
- Of course it's the place.

Well, this house ain't been lived in
for 20 years.

- What's up, Ernie?
- I don't know.

But we better keep our eye on this guy.
He's bats.

Mary. Mary!

Tommy! Pete! Janie! Zuzu!
Where are you?

They're not here, George.
You have no children.

Where are they?
What have you done with them?

All right, put up your hands.
No fast moves.

Come on out here, both of you.

- Bert! Thank heaven you're here.
- Back this.

Bert, what's happened to this house?
Where's Mary? Where's my kids?

- Watch him, Bert.
- Come on, come on.

Bert, Ernie.
What's the matter with you two guys?

You were here on my wedding night.

You, both of you,
stood out there on the porch

- and sung to us, don't you remember?
- Think I'd better be going.

Look, now, why don't you be a good kid,

and we'll take you in to a doctor?

- Everything's gonna be all right.
- Bert, no, listen to me.

Ernie, will you take me over
to my mother's house?

Bert, listen. It's that fellow here.
He says he's an angel.

- He's trying to hypnotize me.
- I hate to do this to you, bud, but...

Run, George! Run, George! Run!

- Joseph! Help! Help!
- Oh, shut up.

Oh, Joseph! Joseph!

Where'd he go? Where'd he go?
I had him right here.

Where'd he go? Where'd he go?
I had him right here.

I need a drink.

Well, which way did he go?
Help me find him.

Well?

Mother.

Mother? What do you want?

Mother, this is George.

I thought sure you'd remember me.

George who?

If you're looking for a room,
there's no vacancy.

Mother, listen. Please help me.
Something terrible's happened to me.

I don't know what it is.
Something's happened to everybody.

Please let me come in,
and keep me here until I get over it.

Get over what? I don't take in strangers

unless they're sent here
by somebody I know.

Well, I know everybody you know.
Your brother-in-law, Uncle Billy.

- You know him?
- Well, sure I do.

- When did you see him last?
- Today over at his house.

It's a lie.

He's been in the insane asylum
ever since he lost his business.

And if you ask me,
that's where you belong.

Strange, isn't it?

Each man's life
touches so many other lives.

And when he isn't around,
he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?

I've heard of things like this.

You got me in some kind of a spell
or something.

Well, I'm gonna get out of it.
I'll get out of it.

I know how, too. I...

The last man I talked to,

before all this stuff
started happening to me, was Martini.

You know where he lives?

Well, sure, I know where he lives.
He lives in Bailey Park.

- Are you sure this is Bailey Park?
- No, I'm not sure of anything anymore.

All I know is this should be Bailey Park.

- But where are the houses?
- You weren't here to build them.

Your brother Harry Bailey
broke through the ice

and was drowned at the age of nine.

That's a lie. Harry Bailey went to war.

He got the Congressional
Medal of Honor.

He saved the lives
of every man on that transport.

Every man on that transport died.

Harry wasn't there to save them,

because you weren't there
to save Harry.

You see, George?
You really had a wonderful life.

Don't you see what a mistake
it would be to throw it away?

- Clarence.
- Yes, George?

- Where's Mary?
- Oh, well, I can't...

I don't know how you know these things,
but tell me, where is she?

If you know where she is,
tell me where my wife is.

- I'm not supposed to tell.
- Please, Clarence, tell me where she is.

- You're not gonna like it, George.
- Where is she?

She's an old maid. She never married.

Where is Mary? Where is she?
Where is she?

She's just about to close up the library!

There must be some easier way
for me to get my wings.

Mary!

Mary!

Mary!

Mary! Mary!

Mary, it's George. Don't you know me?
What's happened to us?

I don't know you. Let me go!

Mary, please! Oh, don't do this to me.
Please, Mary, help me.

Where's our kids? I need you, Mary.

Help me, Mary!

Mary! Let me go!

Help! It's a wild man!

The wild man is chasing me.
Somebody stop him!

Tom! Ed! Charlie!

That's my wife!

- Mary!
- No, you don't.

Somebody call the police.

Somebody hit him on the head
with a bottle.

You need a straightjacket.

Clarence!

Get out of here!

Clarence!

- Clarence!
- Right, that's you!

Stand back!

Clarence!

Clarence!

Clarence! Clarence!

Help me, Clarence!

Get me back!

Get me back.
I don't care what happens to me.

Get me back to my wife and kids.

Help me, Clarence, please.

Please. I want to live again.
I want to live again.

I want to live again.
Please, God, let me live again.

Hey, George!

George!

You all right. Hey, what's the matter?

Now get out of here, Bert,
or I'll hit you again! Get out of here!

What the sam hill
are you yelling for, George?

You...

George? Bert, do you know me?

Know you? You kidding?

I've been looking all over town
trying to find you.

I saw your car piled into that tree
down there, and I thought maybe you...

Hey, your mouth's bleeding.
Are you sure you're all right?

What did...

My mouth's bleeding, Bert!
My mouth's...

Zuzu's petals. Zuzu... There they are!

Bert! What do you know about that?

- Merry Christmas!
- Well, Merry Christmas.

Mary! Mary!

Hello, Bedford Falls!

Merry Christmas!

- Merry Christmas, George!
- Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, George.

Merry Christmas, movie house!

Merry Christmas, emporium!

Merry Christmas,
you wonderful old Building and Loan!

Hey, Merry Christmas, Mr. Potter!

Happy New Year to you in jail!

Go on home. They're waiting for you.

Mary! Mary!

Mary!

Well, hello, Mr. Bank Examiner!
How are you?

- Mr. Bailey, there's a deficit.
- I know, $8,000.

George, I've got a little paper here.

I'll bet it's a warrant for my arrest.

Isn't it wonderful? I'm going to jail!

Merry Christmas! Reporters?
Where's Mary?

Mary! Oh, look at this wonderful,
old drafty house.

Mary! Mary!

Mary.

Have you seen my wife?

Merry Christmas, Daddy.

Kids! Pete!

Kids! Janie!

Janie! Tommy!

Let me look at you.
Oh, I could eat you up.

Where's your mother?

- She went looking for you.
- With Uncle Billy.

- Daddy!
- Zuzu!

Zuzu, my little gingersnap.
How do you feel?

- Fine! Not a smidge of temperature.
- Not a smidge of...

- Hallelujah!
- Hello.

- George! George, darling!
- Mary! Mary!

- George! George, darling!
- Mary! Mary!

George, darling. Where have you been?

- Oh, George, George, George.
- Mary.

Let me touch you.
Let me touch you. Are you real?

George, George.

You have no idea
what's happened to me.

You've no idea what happened...

Well, come on, George.
Come on downstairs, quick.

- They're on their way.
- All right.

Come on.

Come on in here now.

Now, you stand right over here
by the tree.

Right there, and don't move.
Don't move.

What's happening?
Who's gonna come?

I hear them coming now.

George, it's a miracle. It's a miracle.

- What's happening?
- What's happening?

- Who's gonna come, Daddy?
- Who, Daddy?

Come in, Uncle Billy.
Everybody, in here.

George.

Here's everything right here.

Isn't it wonderful? So many friends.
Mary did it, George! Mary did it!

She told some people
you were in trouble,

and they scattered all over town
collecting money.

Didn't ask any questions.

Just said,
"George in trouble? Then count me in."

- What is this...
- You never saw anything like it.

...another run on the bank?

Here you are, George. Merry Christmas.

Now, don't crowd. Don't push.
There we are.

The line forms on the right.

More coming, George.

Merry Christmas, and God bless you.

Merry Christmas.

- Oh, Mr. Martini!
- Merry Christmas.

Martini! Step right up here.

I busted the jukebox, too.

Oh, Mr. Gower!

I made the rounds
of my charge accounts.

I'm not gonna go, George.
I changed my mind.

Violet Bick.

Oh, Annie! Annie!

I've been saving this money
for a divorce,

if ever I get a husband.

Merry Christmas.

There you are, George.
I got the faculty all up and out of bed.

Here's something for you to play with.

I wouldn't have a roof over my head
if it wasn't for you, George.

Just a minute. Just a minute.
Quiet, everybody. Quiet, quiet.

Now, get this, it's from London.

"Mr. Gower cabled you need cash. Stop.

"My office instructed
to advance you up to $25,000. Stop.

"Hee-haw and Merry Christmas.
Sam Wainwright."

And Mr. Martini. How about some wine?

Hark the herald angels sing

Glory to the newborn king

Peace on earth and mercy mild

God and sinners reconciled

Joyful, all ye nations rise

Join the triumph of the skies

With angelic host proclaim

Christ is born in Bethlehem

Harry Bailey!

George, you old son of a gun.

Harry. Harry.

Looks like I got here too late.

Mary, I got him here from the airport
just as quick as I could.

The fool flew all the way up here
in a blizzard.

Harry, how about your banquet
in New York?

Oh, I left right in the middle of it
as soon as I got Mary's telegram.

Good idea, Ernie. A toast

to my big brother, George,
the richest man in town!

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance

Be forgot

And days of auld lang syne

Who's that?

That's a Christmas present
from a very dear friend of mine.

Look, Daddy!

Teacher says every time a bell rings,
an angel gets his wings.

That's right.

That's right.

Attaboy, Clarence.

Auld lang syne

For auld lang syne, my dear

For auld lang syne

We'll drink a cup of kindness yet

For auld lang syne

We'll drink a cup of kindness yet

For auld lang syne

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