Speaker 1: Welcome to Dark Destinations, an ongoing investigation into the shadowy
Speaker 1: corners of the globe, where our haunted past meets our
Speaker 1: startling future.
Speaker 2: A dream is a wish your heart makes, so, sang
Speaker 2: Eileen Woods as Cinderella in the eponymous nineteen fifty film.
Speaker 2: That's not the only wishing you want. Disney Company encouraged
Speaker 2: in Pinocchio, we were told that when you wish upon
Speaker 2: a star, those dreams come true. Have you ever made
Speaker 2: a wish? Silly question, of course we all have, whether
Speaker 2: it be what the old Twilight Zone called a big,
Speaker 2: tall wish destined to change your entire world, or as
Speaker 2: casually as responding to a proposal with I wish. A
Speaker 2: wish can set ears in motion, propel a simple need
Speaker 2: into a welcome reality. Back in the nineteen twenties, a
Speaker 2: fellow named Auto Roweaer no doubt, wished for a loaf
Speaker 2: of bread that was already sliced. Thanks to that spark
Speaker 2: and his determination to see it through, an unsliced loaf
Speaker 2: is now the exception and not the rule. You can
Speaker 2: ritualize them tossing a coin and a fountain, whispering it
Speaker 2: into a well, we'll just shut your eyes and want
Speaker 2: with all your might, wishes for a long life, wishes
Speaker 2: for a different life, for true love, for a shot
Speaker 2: at glory. If you were to stop and ponder how
Speaker 2: often you make a wish, you'd be startled. There have
Speaker 2: been cautionary tales about them. Malevolent genies and cursed monkey
Speaker 2: paws come to mind, But we all know deep down
Speaker 2: we'd succeed where others fail, or would we? Greetings and
Speaker 2: welcome to you all. My name's Joseph Hooks. Fa them
Speaker 2: alone at Dark Destinations has tasked me with investigating a
Speaker 2: town that knows full well the measure of wishing both
Speaker 2: good and ill, and I've done so during a season
Speaker 2: that seems as if it were designed for wishes. Christmas.
Speaker 2: So join me if you wish, on our journey to
Speaker 2: a sleepy hamlet nestled near the Finger Lakes of upstate
Speaker 2: New York, Bedford Falls. Here on Genesee Street, downtown Bedford Falls,
Speaker 2: the light poles are already festooned with glittering, sparkling Christmas decorations.
Speaker 2: The trees that bi sanc Genesee, running in a row
Speaker 2: single file where a double yellow line would be in
Speaker 2: most main streets, have been each wrapped in hundreds of
Speaker 2: multi colored bobs. They're lit up now, even though by
Speaker 2: my watch it's only two in the afternoon. The sprawl
Speaker 2: and urban decay that have set in in most small
Speaker 2: town America is absent here. Sure, there's a Starbucks on
Speaker 2: the corner of Washington Street where an old department store
Speaker 2: used to reside, and the stoplights burn with LEDs instead
Speaker 2: of incandescent bulbs. But not much has changed here in
Speaker 2: the past century. Snap a picture anywhere in town and
Speaker 2: you could sell it as a postcard demonstrating how Americana
Speaker 2: and Christmas are meant to appear, and they do. Postcards
Speaker 2: of this winter Wonderland can be purchased at amatus price
Speaker 2: inside Gower's Pharmacy, an institution that's been in operation since
Speaker 2: the turn of the last century.
Speaker 1: My granddad used to work here. He swept up and
Speaker 1: ran errands. He even made phosphiths at the soda fountain,
Speaker 1: which you can see is still in operation. You should
Speaker 1: try the life Ricky. It's so good.
Speaker 2: That's Louise Bailey, though everyone calls her Lulu, discussing her
Speaker 2: grandfather George. We met inside Gower's Pharmacy, where I can
Speaker 2: safely concur that the limericky is delicious to discuss her
Speaker 2: grandfather's curious interaction some eighty years ago. Now, it was
Speaker 2: your grandfather that really brought the concept of wishing to reality.
Speaker 2: It started with him, correct.
Speaker 1: Let's say he popularized it.
Speaker 2: What were the circumstances I understand it happened on Christmas.
Speaker 1: Eve, that's right, Christmas Eve nineteen forty seven. My granddad
Speaker 1: was going through a rough patch. His family was getting bigger,
Speaker 1: there were some bad business deals, financial woe, and on
Speaker 1: that Christmas Eve there was from what I understand, a
Speaker 1: real possibility of arrest, if not imprisonment. He ended up
Speaker 1: on the old toll bridge intending to well, you know,
Speaker 1: there are conflicting accounts about what happened next, but the
Speaker 1: consensus is that he pulled a man who was drowning
Speaker 1: out of the canal. His name was Clarence the Drowning Man,
Speaker 1: and he was with my granddad when he made his wish.
Speaker 1: He wished had never been born, and his wish was granted.
Speaker 1: He got a vision of what the world would be
Speaker 1: like without him, and he said that it was so
Speaker 1: horrible that he begged to have his life back, which
Speaker 1: was also granted to him. A lot of people didn't
Speaker 1: believe him. Of course. My grandmother in particular thought he
Speaker 1: had just one too many bourbons over at Martini's and
Speaker 1: dreamt the whole thing. But my mother never had any
Speaker 1: doubt that he was telling the truth. George Bailey was
Speaker 1: too good a man to lie. Whatever anyone believes about
Speaker 1: the wish doesn't really matter. Now we know that wishes
Speaker 1: are real. It's the part about Clarence that people debate.
Speaker 1: Granddad said that Clarence was an angel sent from God,
Speaker 1: and I believe him seriously. Who'd make up a story
Speaker 1: about being visited by an angel and then name him Clarence.
Speaker 3: You must understand that human belief in angels is as
Speaker 3: ancient as his first concept of a world beyond his own.
Speaker 3: There simply isn't a type of religion that has flourished
Speaker 3: over the centuries that does not include them in one
Speaker 3: form or another.
Speaker 2: That's doctor Fritz Hagstrom, he spoke to me via telephone.
Speaker 2: He's Professor Emeritus of Divinity at Whittier College, a southern
Speaker 2: California secular institution of higher learning that can be found
Speaker 2: amusingly enough in a county literally named the angels.
Speaker 3: The modern conception of an angel, both physically and motivationally,
Speaker 3: is stitched together from all these religions. Islam provided them wings,
Speaker 3: Neo Aristotelian thought showed the breadth of their power. He
Speaker 3: break tradition gave us the notion of there being emissaries
Speaker 3: and warriors in God's service, with Michael as the leader
Speaker 3: of his army Gabriel as his embodiment of justice. Those
Speaker 3: are the only two I'd like to point out given
Speaker 3: names in the Old Testament, since an innumerable amount have
Speaker 3: been named, But in all my reading, I've yet to
Speaker 3: encounter an angel. Nclarence, that's a new one. As to
Speaker 3: the business of granting wishes, seems more the domain of
Speaker 3: the jin from the pre Islamic Arabian tradition, but it
Speaker 3: isn't without the realm of possibility. If you believe angels
Speaker 3: to be the personification of the will of the then
Speaker 3: they'd be imbued, barring certain limitations, of course, with any
Speaker 3: power imaginable. If God can create the world, a wish
Speaker 3: must be, if you'll pardon the colloquialism, small potatoes.
Speaker 2: And what might those limitations be?
Speaker 3: Too many to name in one sitting, though certainly the
Speaker 3: most inviolate would be angels cannot usurp the throne of God.
Speaker 3: Such a coups attempted, and as you know, they didn't
Speaker 3: farewell afterward.
Speaker 2: It's easy to forget that the devil the Brimstone coated
Speaker 2: Yang to God's yen. Not to mix and match Eastern
Speaker 2: and Western philosophies too terribly, was once an angel himself.
Speaker 2: Some believe he was the first and most beloved by God.
Speaker 2: When he, in a veritable legion of angels, bought to
Speaker 2: overthrow the Kingdom of Heaven, they were cast out of
Speaker 2: Paradise and into the depths of Hell. They've been labeled
Speaker 2: as beasts or brutes, the depraved, or demons ever since.
Speaker 2: But are they still not angels? Do they not still
Speaker 2: have the power they once wielded in celestial spaces. It's
Speaker 2: a question that loomed a large in my mind while
Speaker 2: choosing to stop in at Martini's Bedford Fall's oldest tavern.
Speaker 2: It's the watering hole where Lulu Bailey's grandfather imbibed more
Speaker 2: than a few spirits on that night back in nineteen
Speaker 2: forty seven. The site of the original bar was over
Speaker 2: on Bridge Road, not far from that fabled canal bridge.
Speaker 2: But a fire in nineteen sixty four proved devastating and
Speaker 2: they relocated to a more centralized spot on Washington and Genesee.
Speaker 2: It's there I met Elliott Parnell. He's retired now but
Speaker 2: spent the better part of his life as the floor
Speaker 2: supervisor at the Wainwright Plastics factory. He's a Bedford falls
Speaker 2: Man through and through, only ever having ventured as far
Speaker 2: as New York City, and as it turns out, the
Speaker 2: perfect man to shed light on what happened next.
Speaker 4: There were four of us poor that night. Poor darc
Speaker 4: Reynolds had his hands full. He was the most born
Speaker 4: on any Christmas night open until that point.
Speaker 2: And what year was this?
Speaker 4: The year? This was nineteen forty seven. I suppose every
Speaker 4: parent thinks their kid is a miracle, But for the
Speaker 4: four of us, we were told straight out, and no
Speaker 4: doubt about it. See that very night, when most of
Speaker 4: the town was home and warm and cozy, our parents
Speaker 4: were still at the hospital. In those days, it was
Speaker 4: a little bitty place, and the maternity ward was pretty
Speaker 4: well shared by everyone who.
Speaker 5: Was with child.
Speaker 4: Now, this is the way my ma tells it. She said.
Speaker 4: It was a little before midnight, and out of nowhere
Speaker 4: there was this sound like.
Speaker 5: A train hurtling by.
Speaker 4: Filled the entire room, just getting louder and louder, so
Speaker 4: loud that it hurt to see here se, So she
Speaker 4: shut her eyes tight, and when the sound went away,
Speaker 4: she opened them and saw an angel standing in the ward,
Speaker 4: white robes, wings, the whole bit. Now, I know that
Speaker 4: sounds loony, but if you knew my mother at all,
Speaker 4: you know she wasn't a woman given to flights of fancy.
Speaker 4: And she swore up and down that I was the
Speaker 4: easiest birth she had ever been through. I'm the youngest
Speaker 4: of five, so there wasn't any possibility of her memories
Speaker 4: clouded by morphine or the like. And besides, even if
Speaker 4: she was, there were seven other witnesses, and this angel
Speaker 4: tells them that tonight is special, that the Lord has
Speaker 4: made Christmas Eve a divine occasion here in bedfoot Fall,
Speaker 4: and starting that night, anyone born in town on the
Speaker 4: twenty fourth from now on were worthy of one wish,
Speaker 4: and whatever was given couldn't be given back. They took
Speaker 4: him pretty serious, I'd say, as far back as I
Speaker 4: can remember. They yell and holler. Anytime I started to
Speaker 4: say the words I wish hell on my birthdays, I'd
Speaker 4: be told to close my eyes and be thankful for
Speaker 4: what I had been given, blowing out the candles. It
Speaker 4: wasn't till I was seven that we were found out
Speaker 4: the truth of things, that the wishes were real. If
Speaker 4: the other three born that night had made a wish
Speaker 4: before me, they hadn't told anyone, So I suppose I
Speaker 4: was the first.
Speaker 2: What happened when you were seven?
Speaker 5: My dad was a miner.
Speaker 4: Most of those men used their headlamps strapped out in
Speaker 4: front of their tin cap, but my father hated those
Speaker 4: things with a passion. He'd take a stretch of cloth
Speaker 4: and tie that lamp to his forehead. Used to tie
Speaker 4: it so tired. My mother a joke, You tie that
Speaker 4: an it tied, and your head's liable to bust. My
Speaker 4: dad was a strong man, decent, mostly child of the Depression,
Speaker 4: and from what my mama told me, he had a
Speaker 4: hard go of it, growing up, harder than most nowadays.
Speaker 4: They'd put him in therapy and it would help, I'm sure,
Speaker 4: because as strong as he was in good deep down,
Speaker 4: he could be mean. And I'm not excusing him by
Speaker 4: telling you he had it hard. There's no excuse for
Speaker 4: a violent act against anyone, but especially not family. And
Speaker 4: one time he was beating on my older brother, Caspar,
Speaker 4: and I got so mad hollering for him to stop.
Speaker 5: He didn't stop. He paused and turned to me and
Speaker 5: told me I was next. Well, that's when I finally
Speaker 5: made my wish.
Speaker 4: I wished that his head wood burst, and before the
Speaker 4: wood burst was fully out my mouth, that's exactly what happened,
Speaker 4: just like a soap bubble.
Speaker 5: Never did get the stain off our bedroom wall.
Speaker 4: That was my one wish. Used it up. So now
Speaker 4: when my birthday comes, I can wish on my birthday candles,
Speaker 4: just like everyone else tried it once too. I never
Speaker 4: puped so hard in my life, which was too bad.
Speaker 5: That was a good looking cake.
Speaker 2: Officially, Silas Parnell Elliott's dad's cause of death is listed
Speaker 2: as decapitation on the coroner's report. It's neatly typed, followed
Speaker 2: by the date. In the notes sanctioned beneath a fountain
Speaker 2: pen has scrawled two words spontaneous combustion, followed by two
Speaker 2: question marks. I would have liked to talk to the
Speaker 2: other three children born on the same night as mister
Speaker 2: Parnell back in nineteen forty seven, but they've all passed away. Luckily,
Speaker 2: there have been plenty of children born on Christmas Eve
Speaker 2: in Bedford Falls in the years following, and while many
Speaker 2: flat out refused any in all contact, I exchanged emails
Speaker 2: with several and was able to talk by phone to
Speaker 2: many more, though both groups agreed I could share their
Speaker 2: stories under the condition I not record their voices or
Speaker 2: divulge their names. And most of their stories are actually
Speaker 2: quite sweet, happening when they were young enough that the
Speaker 2: most they could ever wish for was a new puppy
Speaker 2: or a video game, or a better home for their family.
Speaker 2: Selfless wishes as light as gossamer, seemingly without repercussion, no
Speaker 2: ec comic style twist, like the new home becomes reality
Speaker 2: thanks to a real relative dying at the same moment
Speaker 2: the wish was spoken, which is not to say there
Speaker 2: were no stories without menace. One respondent, who spent summers
Speaker 2: with his family on Van Cleef Lake told me he
Speaker 2: was racing his brother to a floating platform found thirty
Speaker 2: yards from shore. He thoughtlessly wished to be able to
Speaker 2: swim like a frog. His email ends, thank God for
Speaker 2: voice to text software. You've no idea how hard it
Speaker 2: is to type with tightly webbed fingers. Another told me
Speaker 2: of her experience near the end of her junior year
Speaker 2: in high school. It was early June, and she felt
Speaker 2: overwhelmed with the coursework and impending final exams, and wished
Speaker 2: to be anywhere but here, only to suddenly find herself
Speaker 2: at McMurdo Station in Antarctica, where an early winter had
Speaker 2: just set in, stranding her there till September. My parents
Speaker 2: were not pleased, she wrote, Only one agreed to speak
Speaker 2: on air, and enthusiastically at that we arranged to meet
Speaker 2: at Martini's, where I should note they make a terrible
Speaker 2: martini the following day. That night was a restless one
Speaker 2: in Bedford falls as troubling as the notion of people
Speaker 2: given the power to shape reality to their will might be,
Speaker 2: It's dwarfed by the far more sinister possibilities of its source.
Speaker 2: It seems entirely likely that George Bailey was visited by
Speaker 2: an angel of God. There have always been stories of
Speaker 2: angels bringing visions, but what about the one that appeared
Speaker 2: across town. Isn't it possible that, in the face of
Speaker 2: a divine emissary granting a wish here and on such
Speaker 2: a holy evening, that those fallen angels might not seize
Speaker 2: on that ability and use it for their own horrible,
Speaker 2: unholy purpose. Could saving one man's soul have damned everyone
Speaker 2: else in town. I'm back at Martini's and speaking to
Speaker 2: Rafael de Soto. Great name for radio coming up next,
Speaker 2: Rafael de Soto on WAAF AAF. You grew up in Boston, Seattle,
Speaker 2: but I went to school there me too.
Speaker 6: U mass Amhurst. It's funny how you mentioned radio. I
Speaker 6: took a communications course sophomore year. No kidding, yeah, went
Speaker 6: in for on air talent. Did maybe three shows in
Speaker 6: the school station before my professor quite rightly urged me
Speaker 6: toward the technical side of things. I had the drive,
Speaker 6: but not the talent.
Speaker 2: Oh, I'm sure you were fine. Now, Raphael, you were
Speaker 2: born on Christmas Eve nineteen ninety, that's correct. I was
Speaker 2: hoping you could share your experience with the wishing phenomenon
Speaker 2: here in Bedford Falls.
Speaker 6: Has anyone else spoken to you about this aside from
Speaker 6: the Bailey family. I mean, the great Christmas miracle from God?
Speaker 6: What a joke.
Speaker 2: Bells and wings, bells and wings.
Speaker 6: They didn't tell you that part. Shocking. Yeah, she always
Speaker 6: said a bell ringing is a sign that an angel
Speaker 6: has received their wings, not even joking.
Speaker 2: Well, I did speak to the Bailey family, but I
Speaker 2: also spoke with quite a few others. They wanted anonymity,
Speaker 2: but they did share their stories.
Speaker 6: Let me guess, boo, bet she talked to you.
Speaker 2: Oh she did, And like I said, they don't want
Speaker 2: their names released.
Speaker 6: Damn it. Sorry. See that's why you're the big time
Speaker 6: radio guy and I'm the third shift forklift operator at Wainwright.
Speaker 6: But if she talked to you, I think I can
Speaker 6: guess which others did too.
Speaker 2: Well, they've been very forthcoming.
Speaker 6: I'm sure, why wouldn't they be. Most of their stories
Speaker 6: a tailor made for the Hallmark.
Speaker 2: Channel, and your experience was less than wonderful.
Speaker 6: Experience experiences plural. Let me tell you, just being around
Speaker 6: the event when it happens can be traumatizing. Seeing something
Speaker 6: so bizarre happened right in front of your eyes can
Speaker 6: really do number on you. It's like they say in
Speaker 6: Apocalypse Now. It puts the WHAMMI on your head, makes
Speaker 6: you question reality, whether the outcome is awful or adorable,
Speaker 6: makes no difference. And there's another part of it. This
Speaker 6: is a little harder to describe. Every time it happens,
Speaker 6: and ask anyone in town, and if they don't agree,
Speaker 6: they're lying. Whenever it happens, everyone seems to feel a
Speaker 6: little dimmer inside, a little wearier, not just physically, but mentally, emotionally,
Speaker 6: maybe spiritually, if that's your thing. See, there really aren't
Speaker 6: many of I know that even one of us having
Speaker 6: this power is a major deal, But think about it.
Speaker 6: The odds of being born at all are crazily against you.
Speaker 6: Not to mention born here in Bedford falls, not to
Speaker 6: mention being born on Christmas Eve, those have to be
Speaker 6: astronomical odds. So there aren't many of us. We all
Speaker 6: tend to gravitate toward one another. And I'm not saying
Speaker 6: we're wearing matching jackets or anything. There's just a familiality
Speaker 6: that we feel with each other, especially given the way
Speaker 6: the rest of the town tends to treat us.
Speaker 2: And how's that gently but.
Speaker 6: A merciless kind of gentle smiling too much and treating
Speaker 6: you maybe a little too nicely. But it becomes obvious
Speaker 6: that it's an act pretty quickly, which is worse than
Speaker 6: the ones that are straight up avoid you. You know
Speaker 6: they're scared, but the others faking that they're not. After
Speaker 6: a while, it just grates on you. Anyway, Since we
Speaker 6: tend to be around each other, we also tend to
Speaker 6: be the witnesses to the events when they happen. I remember,
Speaker 6: Oh god, it's hard not to say their names, but
Speaker 6: I'll do my best. Okay. There were these two boys
Speaker 6: a couple years older than me. Twins. How's that for
Speaker 6: astronomical odds. As if twins aren't just naturally weird enough,
Speaker 6: these ones have on unnatural power. I was ten, so
Speaker 6: they were twelve. And you know how twelve is. You
Speaker 6: want to stand out from the crowd, assert your individuality,
Speaker 6: and these boys are trying to do it with a
Speaker 6: literal mirror image doing exactly the same. Well, one day
Speaker 6: they finally had it out. There was a group of
Speaker 6: us behind the high school football field and these two
Speaker 6: are rolling around on the ground, punching, kicking, screaming at
Speaker 6: each other. How they were sick of each other, sick
Speaker 6: of sharing everything. Then they were back in their feet
Speaker 6: and it happened.
Speaker 2: They wished yeah, not.
Speaker 6: At the same time, one wanted the other to be older,
Speaker 6: or old enough so they wouldn't be mistaken for each other,
Speaker 6: and once that happened, the now older one wanted the
Speaker 6: other to be younger. Next thing you know, they're back
Speaker 6: on the ground, both of them drooling, an infant laying
Speaker 6: next to a withered old man, and both with identical DNA.
Speaker 6: Their family moved away a couple months later, I don't
Speaker 6: know where, probably to a town where they wouldn't be
Speaker 6: questioned about a brand new baby and an elderly man
Speaker 6: that they introduced to people as Grandpa. Another time, there
Speaker 6: was a girl in my biology class just obsessed with unicorns,
Speaker 6: stickers on her locker, a thousand scribbled drawings on her notebooks.
Speaker 6: We were studying fauna, different classes of animals. She insisted
Speaker 6: on the existence of unicorns. Our teacher disagreed, and not
Speaker 6: very nicely, which is how Bedford Falls ended up with
Speaker 6: the world's only unicorn, racing down the halls of BF
Speaker 6: High School and onto New England Street and out in
Speaker 6: the forest. You see him every once in a while,
Speaker 6: people who didn't know the story would freak out when
Speaker 6: they saw him. Oh my god, it's a unicorn, an
Speaker 6: actual unicorn. I never had the heart to tell him
Speaker 6: that his name was Karl and his favorite band was
Speaker 6: run DMC. And those are just the ones I witnessed
Speaker 6: firsthand the event. I mean, heard the words, saw it happen.
Speaker 6: We all saw the after effects on a half a
Speaker 6: dozen others. A kid over at Potter Elementary School who
Speaker 6: wanted to fly. He must have floated over the town
Speaker 6: for three days before spring storm blew him to who
Speaker 6: knows where. Don't know if you noticed the new police
Speaker 6: station down the street. They built it about five years
Speaker 6: ago after the first one disappeared. One day it was there,
Speaker 6: and the next it and everyone who was in it
Speaker 6: was just gone.
Speaker 2: The way you talked about the Baileys, I suppose it's
Speaker 2: safe to assume that you don't subscribe to their belief
Speaker 2: in an angelic intervention, that a divine hand set these
Speaker 2: events in motion.
Speaker 6: Maybe to start and maybe for them. But what kind
Speaker 6: of divine being allows children to turn their parents inside out,
Speaker 6: or cause a blizzard in the middle of July, or
Speaker 6: saddles a human being with that kind of power. I'm
Speaker 6: not saying there hasn't been kindness because of it. But
Speaker 6: the bad is just so, and it keeps on rolling.
Speaker 6: You know, every year there's at least one or two
Speaker 6: new Christmas Eve recruits to this freak show.
Speaker 2: Why don't you leave.
Speaker 6: And go be the same boring drone doing the same
Speaker 6: boring thing, just in a new locale where I'm a
Speaker 6: stranger and I don't have ties to anything. Yeah? No, thanks?
Speaker 2: Is that it? Or is there something else keeping you?
Speaker 2: You haven't told us about your wish?
Speaker 6: No, but I also haven't done anything that would make
Speaker 6: me feel responsible enough to stay here. The fact is
Speaker 6: I never used mine.
Speaker 2: You're kidding, But that's incredible. What an opportunity, Raphael. If
Speaker 2: this whole thing was set in motion by demonic forces,
Speaker 2: if it's perpetuated endlessly just as a mockery of the
Speaker 2: divine and causes havoc on a regular basis, don't you
Speaker 2: see that you have the ability to end it? Wish
Speaker 2: the power away for good.
Speaker 6: That's possible. I've considered it.
Speaker 2: What are you waiting for?
Speaker 6: I said, it's possible, not probable. If this is an
Speaker 6: evil power that we've been given, then it might make
Speaker 6: everything worse. Give everyone in town the ability, regardless of
Speaker 6: birthday or where they'd been born, give it to everyone
Speaker 6: on earth. Can you imagine that? How long before all
Speaker 6: of existence disappeared? No, I can't risk that, but I
Speaker 6: do think you brought up another avenue. That's starting to
Speaker 6: sound very tempting. Leaving Bedford Falls.
Speaker 2: You don't need to wish for that, and you said
Speaker 2: you would rather.
Speaker 6: Not me me leaving town doesn't appeal. I'd just be
Speaker 6: the same loser I was here, but somewhere else. But
Speaker 6: given the opportunity to be someone else, preferably already established
Speaker 6: in a career I've always wanted. You must travel a lot,
Speaker 6: get to meet lots of interesting people.
Speaker 2: Oh please, don't.
Speaker 6: Not to mention renown. I looked you up after you
Speaker 6: contact me. You've got quite a career, lots of awards,
Speaker 6: lots of respect.
Speaker 2: No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Speaker 6: Very tempting. I wish I was you.
Speaker 2: Interesting. Well, So ends our investigation here in Bedford Falls.
Speaker 2: Thank you for tuning in. This has been Raphael Wait,
Speaker 2: Joseph Joseph Hooks, you're intrepid reporter. Wishing all of you
Speaker 2: a very merry Christmas. God bless us everyone.
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