Search For Misery

[Music] When Roland Stone escaped from the abominable snowman and returned home after 17 long months in the high Himalayas, Penelopey, his wife, felt at last she had grasped the elusive bluebird of happiness until that mysterious phone call to Roland. As we look in now, Penny is pleading with Roland. >> Don't go, Roland. Don't go. You just came. >> I know, my darling. I just came to tell you that I must go. >> Oh, but Roland, I need you. The quintuplets need you. >> Please, Penny. Baby, your tears are taking the crease out of my cuffs. Oh, Penny, I must be off. You know I must be off. Darling, no. [Music] >> God, these political. [Music] Unaware that his adoring wife had run into a stop sign, Rolling Stone continues his mysterious journey, while Penny is being looked after by her ever true blue loyal friend, Big Dia. >> But my babies, my five dear, sweet little babies. Relax, Penny. Big Dia will look after them. >> But will Big Dia be able to console pitiful Penelopey in her trying hours? Not of Penny's false and unfaithful friend. Kane Iver has anything to say about it. >> Hello, darling. Too bad about the quintuplets. Those dare little things. What about them? What about my babies? >> Social workers are taking your babies, darling. After all, with you in the hospital and your husband gallivanting around who knows where, somebody has to. Here. My baby. Nobody's going to take my baby. >> The old man in the wheelchair. Dia, what' I do to him? Don't worry, dear. My lawyer said that you have the right away. You won't let them take my babies, will you, Dia? Of course not, Penny. I have them hidden out at my summer place and the social workers will never find them there and I'll go to jail before I'll tell. >> As weeks slip by, Big Dia, true to her promise, continues to evade the social workers and sneak to her summer place with food and affection for Penny's quintuplets. [Music] Your mother will be out of the hospital soon, and when your father returns home, you can all be together again. Won't that be nice? [Music] ready to leave the hospital. >> Thanks to you, darling. Your friend Dileia is in jail. >> Big Dia in jail? When? >> 3 days ago, darling, for refusing to tell the welfare department where your babies are hidden away. >> My babies. My poor starving babies. And with no food. >> Hold it. Hold it, lady. You can't go up there, lady. There's a roaring forest fire up there. >> Baby, mother's coming. Keep cool. Save yourself. >> Even as Penelopey risks all to save her quintuplets. Other cruel forces are being marshaled against her. >> I am a social worker from the welfare department. This is a seizure warrant for those poor, mistreated babies. >> You'll be lucky if there's anything left to seize, lady. Look, my babies, my little babies are safe from harm. I'll take those babies. They'll be much happier in foster homes. >> They will not. >> They will. So, >> they will not. >> They will. So, stop it. But, but I thought you was in jail, Dia. They released me as soon as this news story broke. Honey, look. It's Rollins. He's a national hero. Fenny heroic meto pilot Roland Stone shot down over upper Mangolia while on a daring secret mission escaped with film vital to the nation's security. Thank you. Thank you friends. I deserve it. I know. Thank you anyway. >> And when Roland Stone returned home to a tremendous hero's welcome, his courageous wife was indeed back in shape. Gone the lonely days, the pain, the doubts, the fears. Will pitiful Penelopey be able to remain in this aura of bliss? Or does the shadowy figure lurking in the slum doorway bode ill to her future happiness? One never knows. Does one [Music]