Patricia Anne is shocked but not surprised, when her sister Mary Alice hits the bank president over the head with her umbrella. If they hadn't been born at home, Patricia Anne would swear they'd been mixed up somewhere. Flashy, flirtatious, and on the lookout for rich husband number four, Mary Alice is a foot taller and twice the body weight of her sinsible sister, "Mouse," who's satisfied to stick with her longtime mate, good old reliable Fred. And this time, "Sister's" crazy behavior has landed them both in the Birmingham jail.
It all starts when the sisters jump at the chance to get filthy rich by joining their good friend Mitzi Phizer in an investment club-kind of a Beardstown Ladies group-a bunch of amateurs pooling their money and making brilliant stock choices. Patricia Anne's conservative investment choice is a thriving chain of HMOs. Mary Alice is already loaded, but she's hot on the tail of the Viagra craze and sure the smart money is going on related products.
But before Mitzi's club idea gets off the ground, the sisters discover that Mitzi's supposedly faithful husband Arthur appears to be involved in a little hanky-panky with a woman of unknown origin. The next thing they know, Arthur is accused of killing her. It's a nasty image that doesn't fit kind, gentle Arthur any more than that of cheating husband-even if he did have a sizeable motive for murder...spelled MONEY.
Despite the distractions of consoling her distraught daughter-in-law who claims her marriage is over, and telling Mary Alice to bug off with her calls about amorous Cedric, an Englishman with a pencil-thin mustache and a last hame Sister can't remember, Patricia Anne is doing her darnedes to shore up her hapless neighbors, Mitzi and Arthur. But when there is a suspicious fire in the neighborhood and Arthur is shot in a place that won't allow hime to sit down at his own murder trial, Patricia Anne knows she has to stand up for the poor fellow-and check out ev
Patricia Anne is shocked but not surprised, when her sister Mary Alice hits the bank president over the head with her umbrella. If they hadn't been born at home, Patricia Anne would swear they'd been mixed up somewhere. Flashy, flirtatious, and on the lookout for rich husband number four, Mary Alice is a foot taller and twice the body weight of her sinsible sister, "Mouse," who's satisfied to stick with her longtime mate, good old reliable Fred. And this time, "Sister's" crazy behavior has landed them both in the Birmingham jail.
It all starts when the sisters jump at the chance to get filthy rich by joining their good friend Mitzi Phizer in an investment club-kind of a Beardstown Ladies group-a bunch of amateurs pooling their money and making brilliant stock choices. Patricia Anne's conservative investment choice is a thriving chain of HMOs. Mary Alice is already loaded, but she's hot on the tail of the Viagra craze and sure the smart money is going on related products.
But before Mitzi's club idea gets off the ground, the sisters discover that Mitzi's supposedly faithful husband Arthur appears to be involved in a little hanky-panky with a woman of unknown origin. The next thing they know, Arthur is accused of killing her. It's a nasty image that doesn't fit kind, gentle Arthur any more than that of cheating husband-even if he did have a sizeable motive for murder...spelled MONEY.
Despite the distractions of consoling her distraught daughter-in-law who claims her marriage is over, and telling Mary Alice to bug off with her calls about amorous Cedric, an Englishman with a pencil-thin mustache and a last hame Sister can't remember, Patricia Anne is doing her darnedes to shore up her hapless neighbors, Mitzi and Arthur. But when there is a suspicious fire in the neighborhood and Arthur is shot in a place that won't allow hime to sit down at his own murder trial, Patricia Anne knows she has to stand up for the poor fellow-and check out ev
