It's a Wonderful Life quotes

View Quote George: Well, hello.
Mary: Hello. You look at me as if you didn't know me.
George: Well, I don't.
Mary: You've passed me on the street almost every day.
George: Me?
Mary: Uh-huh.
George: Uh-uh. That was a little girl named Mary Hatch. That wasn't you.

View Quote George: Well, you look about like the kind of angel I'd get. Sort of a fallen angel, aren't you? What happened to your wings?
Clarence: I haven't won my wings yet. That's why I'm an angel Second Class.
George: I don't know whether I like very much being seen around with an angel without any wings.
Clarence: Oh, I've got to earn them, and you'll help me, won't you?
George: Sure, sure.

View Quote George: What did you say?
Clarence: You've never been born. You don't exist. You haven't a care in the world. No worries –– no obligations –– no eight thousand dollars to get –– no Potter looking for you with the Sheriff.
George: Say something else in that ear.
Clarence: Sure. You can hear out of it.
George: 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 the cold water.
Clarence: Your lip's stopped bleeding, too, George.
George: What do you know about that... What's happened? It's stopped snowing out, hasn't it? What's happened here? Come on, soon as these clothes of ours are dry...
Clarence: Our clothes are dry.
George: What do you know about that? Stove's hotter than I thought. Now, come on, get your clothes on, and we'll stroll up to my car and get... Oh, I'm sorry. I'll stroll. You fly.
Clarence: I can't fly. I haven't got any wings.
George: You haven't got your wings. Yeah, that's right.

View Quote George: 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.
Mary: I'll take it. Then what?
George: Well, then you could swallow it, and it'd all dissolve, see? And the moonbeams'd shoot out of your fingers and your toes, and the ends of your hair... Am I talking too much?
Old Man: Yes! Why don't you kiss her instead of talking her to death?
George: How's that?
Old Man: Why don't you kiss her instead of talking her to death?
George: Want me to kiss her, huh?
Old Man: Ah, youth is wasted on the wrong people!

View Quote George: You know what the three most exciting sounds in the world are?
Billy: Uh-huh. Breakfast is served; lunch is served, dinner...
George: No, no, no, no! Anchor chains, plane motors, and train whistles.

View Quote George: You know, if it wasn't me talking, I'd say you were the prettiest girl in town.
Mary: Well, why don't you say it?
George: I don't know. Maybe I will say it. How old are you anyway?
Mary: Eighteen.
George: Eighteen! Why, it was only last year you were seventeen.
Mary: Too young or too old?
George: Oh, 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 just...
[George steps on the end of the belt on Mary's bathrobe]
George: Oh-oh...
Mary: Sir, my train, please.
George: A pox upon me for a clumsy lout. [throws the belt across her arm] Your...your caboose, my lady.
Mary: You may kiss my hand.
George: Ummmm [holding her hand, George moves in closer] Hey — hey, Mary.

View Quote Ma Bailey: Did you know that Mary Hatch is back from school?
George: Uh-huh.
Ma Bailey': Came back three days ago.
George: Hmmmm...
Ma Bailey: Nice girl, Mary.
George: Mmm Hmmmm....
Ma Bailey: Kind that will help you find the answers, George.
George: Hmmm...
Ma Bailey: Oh, stop that grunting.
George: Hmmm...
Ma Bailey: Can you give me one good reason why you shouldn't call on Mary?
George: Sure –– Sam Wainwright.
Ma Bailey: Hmmm?
George: Yes. Sam's crazy about Mary.
Ma Bailey: Well, she's not crazy about him.
George: Well, how do you know? Did she discuss it with you?
Ma Bailey: No.
George: Well then, how do you know?
Ma Bailey: Well, I've got eyes, haven't I? Why, she lights up like a firefly whenever you're around.
George: Oh...
Ma Bailey: And besides, Sam Wainwright's away in New York, and you're here in Bedford Falls.
George: And all's fair in love and war?
Ma Bailey: I don't know about war.
George: Mother, you know, I can see right through you –– right back to your back collar button... trying to get rid of me, huh?
Ma Bailey: Uh-huh.

View Quote Mary: Have you made up your mind?
George: How's that?
Mary: Have you made up your mind?
George: About what?
Mary: About coming in. Your mother just phoned and said you were on your way over to pay me a visit.
George: My mother just called you? Well, how did she know?
Mary: Didn't you tell her?
George: I didn't tell anybody. I just went for a walk and happened to be passing by... What do you... went for a walk, that's all.

View Quote Mary: It was nice about your brother Harry, and Ruth, wasn't it?
George: Oh... yeah, yeah. That's all right.
Mary: Don't you like her?
George: Well, of course I like her. She's a peach.
Mary: Oh, it's just marriage in general you're not enthusiastic about, huh?
George: No, marriage is all right for Harry, and Marty, and Sam and you.

View Quote Mary: What'd you wish, George?
George: Well, not just one wish. A whole hatful, Mary. I know what I'm gonna do tomorrow, and the next day, and the next year, and the year after that. I'm shakin' the dust of this crummy little town off my feet and I'm gonna see the world. Italy, Greece, the Parthenon, the Colosseum. Then, I'm comin' back here and go to college and see what they know... And then I'm gonna build things. I'm gonna build airfields, I'm gonna build skyscrapers a hundred stories high, I'm gonna build bridges a mile long...

View Quote Pop: I know it's soon to talk about it.
George: Oh, now Pop, I couldn't. I couldn't face being cooped up for the rest of my life in a shabby little office...Oh, I'm sorry Pop, I didn't mean that, but 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.
Pop: You know, George, I feel that in a small way we are 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.
George: I know, Dad. I wish I felt...But I've been hoarding pennies like a miser in order to...Most of my friends have already finished college. I just feel like if I don't get away, I'd bust.
Pop: Yes...yes...You're right son.
George: You see what I mean, don't you, Pop?
Pop: This town is no place for any man unless he's willing to crawl to Potter. You've got talent, son. I've seen it. You get yourself an education. Then get out of here.
George: Pop, you want a shock? I think you're a great guy. [to Annie, listening through the door] Oh, did you hear that, Annie?
Annie: I heard it. About time one of you lunkheads said it.

View Quote Pop: 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.
Potter: So I suppose I should give it to miserable failures like you and that idiot brother of yours to spend for me.
Young George: He's not a failure! You can't say that about my father!

View Quote Potter: [on the phone] 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? Doyou need any police?
George: Police? What for?
Potter: 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.
George: [to Uncle Billy] He just took over the bank.
Potter: 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 them fifty cents on thedollar.
George: Aw, you never miss a trick, do you, Potter? Well, you're going to miss this one.

View Quote Reineman: 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 any more. Look at it...Fifteen years ago, a half-dozen houses stuck here and there. There's the old cemetery, squirrels, buttercups, daisies. Used to hunt rabbits there myself. Look at it today. Dozens of the prettiest little homes you ever saw. Ninety percent 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!
Potter: Oh, they are, are they? Even though they know the Baileys haven't made a dime out of it.
Reineman: 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. If I were you, Mr. Potter...
Potter: Well, you are not me.
Reineman: As I say, it's no skin off my nose. But one of these days this bright young man is going to be asking George Bailey for a job.
Potter: The Bailey family has been a boil on my neck long enough.

View Quote Tommy: Excuse me!!
George: [impatiently] Excuse you for what?
Tommy: I burped.