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 <firstname.lastname@example.org>
High finance teaches a racketeer new tactics !
Did You Know?
When Remy drinks from the glass of beer from which Whitewood drank, there is inexplicably more beer in the glass. See more
Sure, I'm legit. I'm in favor of law and order. But you don't have to have it right in your own house, do you?
My Melancholy Baby
Music by Ernie Burnett
Lyrics by George A. Norton
Sung by Harry Seymour
, who also played the piano See more