(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
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We serve hard drinks in here for men who want to get drunk fast, and we don't need any characters around to give the joint "atmosphere"
playing nursemaid to a lot of garlic eaters.
"And all's fair in love and war."
"Well, I don't know about war."
George, I am an old man and most people hate me. But I don't like them either, so that makes it all even.
I think I got a date. But, uh, stick around fellows, just in case.
I don't want Mrs Bailey I want my wife... Mrs Bailey? Oh, that's my wife.
I wouldn't live in it as a ghost.
Get me. I'm givin' out wings!
Every man on that transport died. Harry wasn't there to save them, because you weren't there to save Harry.
I wish they were rabbits.
Look, we're still in business! We've still got two bucks left!
Boys and girls and music. Why do they need gin?
"Uh-huh. Breakfast is served, lunch is served, dinner..."
"No, no, no, no! Anchor chains, plane motors, and train whistles."
She became an old maid. She never married...
Why don't you kiss her instead of talking her to death.
I didn't want to marry anybody else in town. I want my baby to look like you.
They're cheering us. We must be good.
He's making violent love to me, mother!
Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?
And wine... that joy and prosperity may reign forever.
"I like him."
"You like every boy."
"What's wrong with that?"
This old thing? Why, I only wear it when I don't care how I look.
Remember, no man is a failure who has friends
You look a little older without your clothes on
I'll give you the moon, Mary
But to you, a warped, frustrated old man, they're cattle. Well in my book, my father died a much richer man than you'll ever b
A toast to my big brother George: The richest man in town.
You call this a happy family? Why do we have to have all these kids?
Is this the ear you can't hear on?
[whispering in his bad ear]
George Bailey, I'll love you 'til the day I die.
