In a movie filled with guardian angels, seeing what the future looks like and a world where no one has polio at the time, those don’t compare to the most outrageous storyline from the movie.

George Bailey had always had a thing for his wife, Mary, going back to high school and college times. In the movie, George and his then “friend” Mary share a phone call with Mary’s then boyfriend, Sam who is also George’s obnoxious pal, who for some reason will not stop yelling “HEEHAW”. In the middle of a business proposition from Sam over the phone, George and Mary start furiously making out with poor Sam left to listen to them necking. Savage move by the both of them.

Fine. A few years later it’s all good. George and Mary are together living life. Sam drives by one day as George is helping a local Italian bar owner christen his new home thanks to a loan from George’s building and loan office. So, he’s not a compete piece of garbage. Sam invites the two of them to Florida with him and his new girl. Sam appears to be balling out in life. No war or depression is stopping this guy, he’s crushing at life. They politely decline.

Here is where we get to the most absurd detail. George’s office is about to go under, they miss placed money and George is about to go to jail for cooking the books. So all the townspeople come and give George money to cover the loss, all is good blah blah blah. But then this happens. They get a telegram or some Morse Code from the phone. Telling them Sam is loaning George and his business 25k to stay afloat. Whaaaat!? This guy screws you over and moves in on your girlfriend, never calls to see how you’re doing, and you’re just willingly fronting him 25 G’s!? This was 1946, I don’t know the conversion rate to today but it feels like the cost of one of those Tesla trucks or something. Sam Wainwright, we need a spinoff story about your life, your wonderful life.