Remy Marco, Prohibition beer baron, figures he'll do even better after repeal. Only trouble is, his beer tastes terrible. (He drinks no beer himself and nobody dares tell him). Four years later, when he's about bankrupt, he visits his summer home in Saratoga, complete with: 1) a dead-end-kid orphan; 2) his daughter's fiance...a state trooper!, 3) the bodies of four gangsters who planned to ambush Remy but had a shootout; 4) half a million in loot they hid in the house...just the amount Remy needs to get out of hock. The comic confusion mounts... Written by
Rod Crawford <email@example.com>
High finance teaches a racketeer new tactics !
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When Remy drinks from the glass of beer from which Whitewood drank, there is inexplicably more beer in the glass. See more
Come on in, honey, into the music room.
Music room? Up to now this has always been the slot machine room.
Well, that's all going to be changing now. We got to start putting on plenty of class. Oh, and by the way, have Mike take the spittoons out of the living room.
Version of Stop, You're Killing Me
Kinderszenen: Träumerei, Op.15
Music by Robert Schumann
Played when the Marcos check whether their charge is asleep See more