In Independence Day, Will Smith has a superstitious tradition where he carries cigars in his pocket on every mission, but doesn’t light them up until the mission has been completed, or “the fat lady sings”. Before he and Goldblum fly to outer space to hack the aliens’ defense shields with a laptop, Smith is insistent on getting good-luck cigars.
However, on his previous mission, he followed this tradition and his entire squadron, all of their planes, and their military base were destroyed by the aliens, except for Will Smith. And he still considers the cigars to be good luck! Good luck for Will Smith himself, and no one else. Harry Connick, Jr. would think Will Smith was a real asshole had he not been shot down by flying saucer lasers hours earlier.
