They’re young and in love, but unfortunately they’re also in the 1930s.
She’s a decent young lass whose dad lost it in the crash, and she really would like to go back to a life best described as “having money and not being required for work for it.”



He also lost everything in the crash, including his ability to choose appropriate neckwear:



Her husband also expected something better - “a ten-thousand-dollar-a-year job as an engineer,” to be exact - but he’s stuck working in a bank. She works in a bank, too. If only there was some way to get their hands on some money. But how? But where?

As the movie begins, they’ve already decided to rob the bank, hide the money, do the time and spend it when they get out. Brilliant; no one ever thought about that. So they rob it. Confess. Are grilled by Lionel Atwill. They descended into prison for a ten-year stint. Life’s hard, but both they’re in the movie prison, which is co-ed and gives them the time to see each other now and then. Finally, they’re out.

Note, if you will, the time on the movie.



That’s right. Including credits, the crime and incarceration took 18 minutes, and they don’t look any older when they get out. Now they have to recover the money - and they only have forty-five minutes!

Because the movie’s only an hour and three minutes long!

Lionel shows up from time to time to advise the crazy young mixed-up kids to turn over the money, and everything will be fine; he even threatens to lift them up by their chins if they don’t comply.



Actually, no; he’s a very kind man, trying to help the couple do the right thing. But they’re all about chasing the money, which was put in a music box, given to a relative, lost when he died, and located in another town. Will they find it? Or will they come to their senses, give the money back, and become the vacuum cleaner salesmen they're just pretending to be?

Oh, who cares.