Got up early on Christmas Eve and made these. Every time you share one, an angel gets its wings.

George Bailey: "I want a big one"

George Bailey to Mary Hatch: "You look older without your clothes on."

Mr. Potter looks over draft letters: "1A, 1A, 1A"

George Bailey to Mr. Potter: "There's nothing wrong with the books, I've just misplaced eight thousand dollars"

Mr. Potter: "Malfeasance!"

George Bailey to Clarence: "You don't use money in heaven? Well, it comes in real handy down here, bud"

Nick the bartender: "Get me, I'm givin' out wings!"

George Bailey: "Merry Christmas, Emporium!"