Based loosely on the St. Valentine's Day Massacre and the Jake Lingle murder case in Chicago, this fast-moving vehicle features Crawford, who came out of silent movies unscathed, and a very young Gable who was new to the MGM lot and just feeling his way around when he was sixth-billed here. Crawford and Bakewell have been spoiled terribly by their doting stockbroker father, Holden (no relation to the one you know about, whose name was William Beedle, Jr.), but when the stock market takes a nosedive, their lives are radically altered. Crawford has been having an affair with Vail and he'd like to make her an honest woman but she refuses, as honesty is not her best policy. Bakewell signs on with Gable, a local hooch-maker, but tells Crawford that he is going into the stock market as a customer's man. Crawford gets a job with a local newspaper. Gable arranges the murder of seven of his rivals and the whole town is certain he's the man behind the bloody assassinations but no one has a shred of evidence. Edwards (the same one who was a musical star as "Ukulele Ike" and who became famous for dubbing the voice of Jiminy Cricket in PINOCCHIO) is a reporter who gets the goods on Gable but Bakewell, under threat of death, must rub the scribe out before the news is spread. Crawford wants to know who killed Edwards so she changes her profession and goes undercover as an entertainer and joins the gang at Gable's club. Soon enough, Gable wiggles his ears at her and starts moving in. It's then that she finds out her brother was the trigger man on the Edwards snuff. Gable learns that Crawford isn't as jake as he thought she was and orders a ride for her. Bakewell can't bear the thought of losing his sister so a fight breaks out twixt him and Gable and both men are killed. Crawford escapes, gets the news of the Gable gang to the paper, and it's published. The crooks are gathered and then and only then does she agree to become housewifely to Vail. One scene had a bit of trouble clearing the censors; Crawford and some pals strip to their underwear to dive off a yacht. These days it would be totally nude and yawnable. In 1931, that was hot stuff.