It's A Wonderful Life

End of last part:

MARY: I didn't want to marry anybody else. I want my baby to look like you.

GEORGE: You didn't even have a honeymoon, and I promised you that you - you - you - you - you - you - you-- You what?

MARY: My baby.

GEORGE: (stunned) Your--? You mean-- Hey-- Mary-- Mary, you mean you're going to have a baby?

Act 2 - Part 2

JOSEPH: Well, Mary had her baby, Clarence. A boy.

CLARENCE: You don't say!

JOSEPH: Then, she had another one. A girl.

CLARENCE: Well, whaddya know?

JOSEPH: Night after night, George would come home late from the office. Things weren't good with the Building and Loan. Potter was really making life difficult for him. Then came the war (World War II). Mary had another baby by then.

CLARENCE: Ohhhhh...

JOSEPH: But she still had time to help out in volunteer activities to help the soldiers. And George's brother Harry became a real hero -- he shot down fifteen enemy airplanes!

CLARENCE: But George. What about George?

JOSEPH: Well, George couldn't go to war-- remember his bad ear? But he helped out as much as he could in the community.

CLARENCE: We're, uh, we're getting pretty close to today, aren't we sir?

JOSEPH: Yes, Clarence. You now know almost everything you have to know about George Bailey. Except what happened that makes him down there at this moment, wanting to die.

CLARENCE: Well, sir? Well?

JOSEPH: Well, today's the day before Christmas, er, Earth time. George is pretty excited...

GEORGE: Hey, Tilly! Eustace! Hey, look at the newspaper! "Commander Harry Bailey honored by the President"! That's my brother!

EUSTACE: Gosh, George! Gosh!

GEORGE: What do you think about that? Fifteen enemy planes! And the last one he got was just about to attack a transport ship carrying a lot of soldiers! You know what that means? He saved lives -- hundreds of lives! Hey-- Gee, where's Uncle Billy?

TILLY: He went to the bank, George.

GEORGE: Oh.

TILLY: He's depositing that eight thousand dollars.

GEORGE: Good, good, good. Who's that in his office there?

TILLY: It's that man again. the bank examiner.

GEORGE: Uh oh, oh, yeah. (to Carter, the bank examiner) Well, good afternoon, Mr. Carter! (to Tilly) Hey, uh, Tilly, get the Building and Loan records for Mr. Carter, will ya? (to Carter) You know, that's my brother's picture there, Mr. Carter, he shot down fifteen planes, and one of them was just about to...

[AT THE BANK - UNCLE BILLY SEES POTTER]

UNCLE BILLY: Well, well. Mr. Henry F. Potter come to the bank to deposit some more money, eh?

POTTER: Don't bother me, you old fool!

UNCLE BILLY: How'd ya like the news in the paper, Mr. Potter? You just can't keep those Bailey boys down, now, can you?

POTTER: Huh? Lemme see that newspaper!

UNCLE BILLY: Here. Take the paper. Sorry I can't stop and chat. I have to make a deposit. (to Horace, the bank teller) Eh, here ya are, Horace. Deposit slip. Bank book. And a very merry Christmas to you.

HORACE THE TELLER: You, too, Mr. Bailey. Say, you've forgotten something, haven't you?

UNCLE BILLY: Horace, I've forgotten things all my life.

HORACE THE TELLER: But, Mr. Bailey, where's the money?!

UNCLE BILLY: Wha - what's that?

HORACE THE TELLER: You want to make a deposit?

UNCLE BILLY: Well, certainly I want--!

HORACE THE TELLER: Well, you usually bring the money with you.

UNCLE BILLY: It's gone! Where did I put it? Where'd I put that money?!

JOSEPH: A terrible thing, Clarence, terrible. Uncle Billy couldn't find the money because the envelope with the eight thousand dollars was folded in that newspaper he gave to old man Potter.

UNCLE BILLY: (very worried and unhappy) I just don't know what happened to it, George, I just don't know!

GEORGE: Eight thousand dollars! Uncle Billy, the bank examiner's here and it's not our money, it belongs to the depositors.

UNCLE BILLY: George! What - what are we gonna do? We went back and followed every step I took, looking for the money. We can't stand here in the street!

GEORGE: Are you sure you didn't put that envelope in your coat pocket?

UNCLE BILLY: I - I - I think so... maybe... maybe... Oh, I'm no good to you, George. I'm no good!

GEORGE: (desperate) Now, listen to me! Now, listen to me! Think! Think, will you?! Now try and think!

UNCLE BILLY: (cries) I can't think any more! I can't--

GEORGE: (shouts) Where's that money, you old fool?! You know what this means? It means the end of the Building and Loan! It means prison! One of us is going to jail! Well, it's not gonna be me! Now, get out of my way, I'm going home!

MARY: George, dear, what's wrong? You haven't said a word since you came home!

GEORGE: With all that noise from the piano-- Does she have to just keep playing that same piece of music over and over and over again?

JANIE: I have to practice for the Christmas party, Daddy.

MARY: What is it, dear? Another bad day?

GEORGE: Yeah. Yeah, another bad day!

PETE: Dad, the Murphys got a brand new car! You should see it!

GEORGE: What's the matter with our car? Isn't it good enough for you?

PETE: I'm sorry, Dad. I only--

MARY: Run upstairs, Petey. See if Zuzu's all right.

PETE: Okay, Mom.

GEORGE: Now, what do you mean? "See if Zuzu's all right"? What do you mean?

MARY: Oh, she caught a little cold coming home from school. She didn't button up her coat.

GEORGE: Well, what is it? What do you - what do you mean "just a cold"?

MARY: George, the doctor said it was nothing serious.

GEORGE: The doctor? Was the doctor here?

MARY: Well, I thought he'd better look at her.

GEORGE: It's... it's this old house. I don't know why we don't all have pneumonia. Drafty old barn .... We might as well be living in a refrigerator. Why do we have to live here in the first place and stay around this measly, crummy old town?

MARY: (worried) George, what's wrong?

GEORGE: Wrong? Everything's wrong! You call this a happy family? Why do we have to have all these kids?

JANIE: Daddy, how do you spell "frankincense"?

GEORGE: (shouts) I don't know! Why... Ask your mother!

MARY: Where're you going?

GEORGE: Up to see Zuz!