George
Well, you look about the kind of angel I'd get. Sort of a fallen angel, aren't you? What happened to your wings?
Clarence
I haven't won my wings, yet. That's why I'm called an Angel Second Class. I have to earn them. And you'll help me will you?
George
Sure, sure. How?
Clarence
By letting me help you.
George
I know one way you can help me. You don't happen to have 8,000 bucks on you?
Clarence
No, we don't use money in Heaven.
George
Well, it comes in real handy down here, bud!

