Molly Brown
No need to frown when Molly Brown's in town! This foxy chick's packing more than most - it ain't easy being a private detective in New York City. When a Mafia don hires Molly to rescue his kidnapped daughter, Molly doesn't realise she's in for the case of a lifetime! R. 1971.
Evening, sugar. Can I help you?
Maybe you can, my man. Name's Molly Brown. Looking for Don Badoglio.
You a cop?
I'm a PI, and I'm expected...
<bzzt>
...These thugs are holding my daughter somewhere in Harlem.
Obviously, I can't send my guys in.
You need a sister to do it for you.
Exactly. $1000 now. Two grand when you rescue Isla.
<bzzt>
Freeze, fool!
*gunshots, yells*
Never send a man to do a sister's job...
<bzzt>
I found your daughter, Badoglio.
She's in London, studying music. Right where you sent her.
You wanted to use me to start some kind of race war in Harlem. You set me up!
Law of the streets, Molly. Shoot first.
<gunshot>
You just broke your own law, Badoglio...
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