Mr. Potter: I’m foreclosing on you, George. Nothing personal, except I hated your father and it gives me a nasty thrill to close you down. George Bailey: Please, Mr. Potter, just a little more time. I’ll raise the money somehow. Mr. Potter: No, deadline’s tonight at midnight. I might move it earlier if I feel like it. George: That’s not fair! You can’t move the deadline around. Mr. Potter: I never said that. Who said I did? They’re so stupid. Really overrated. George: You’re not making any sense. Mr. Potter: I don’t need to make sense. I have all the…