Mr. Potter: [on the telephone] George, there is a rumor around town that you closed your doors. Is that true? [pause] Mr. Potter: Oh, well, I'm very glad to hear that. George, are you all right? Do you need any police? George Bailey: Police? What for...
George Bailey: You call this a happy family? Why do we have to have all these kids?
Nick: [slamming a bottle on the bar] That's it! Out you two pixies go... through the door, or out the window! George Bailey: Hold on, Nick! What's wrong? Nick: That's another thing. Where do you come off calling me Nick? George Bailey: Well... Nick, ...
Annie: Boys and girls and music. Why do they need gin?
Ma Bailey: First Harry, now George. Annie, we're just two old maids now. Annie: You speak for yourself, Miss B.
Bert: Liver pills? We need posters of beautiful places, romantic places. Places George wants to go!
Clarence: I'm Clarence Oddbody, AS2. George Bailey: Oddbody... Hey, what's an AS2? Clarence: Angel, Second Class. [the bridgekeeper, overhearing it, falls backwards in his chair completely spooked]
Mary: I feel like a bootlegger's wife!
Mickey: [Mickey walks up to a disheartened Freddie Othello, dumped by Mary Hatch] 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...
George Bailey: Rochester? Why Rochester?
Real Estate Salesman: Fifteen years ago, a half-dozen houses stuck here and there. There's the old cemetery, squirrels, buttercups, daisies. Dozens of the prettiest little homes you ever saw. Ninety per cent owned by suckers who used to pay rent to y...
Mary Hatch: [trapped naked in a bush] Shame on you! I'll tell your mother! George Bailey: [thoughtfully] My mother's way up on the corner there. Mary Hatch: I'll call the police. George Bailey: They're way downtown. Anyway, they'd be on my side. Mary...
George Bailey: [to Mary] You look older without your clothes on.
Ernie Bishop: [as George is trying to find Mary in the abandoned house] Watch this guy, Bert, he's bats!
Violet Bick: Good afternoon, Mr. Bailey. George Bailey: Hello, Violet. Hey, you look good, that's some dress you got on there. Violet Bick: This old thing? Why, I only wear it when I don't care how I look. Ernie Bishop: How would you like to take... ...
Violet Bick: [being dragged into a squad car by police] That sailor's a liar!
George Bailey: Well, just come back here, Mister. I'll give her a kiss that'll put hair back on your head!
George Bailey: [to a derelict Mr. Gower] Mr. Gower! This is George Bailey! Don't you know me? Mr. Emil Gower: No... No... Nick: [to his bouncers] Throw 'em out, throw 'em out! George Bailey: Mr. Gower! Hey, what is...? Hey, Nick! Nick! Isn't that Mr....
