The premise is that a former Mob moll finds herself, by cruel circumstance, to be the protector of an annoying boy who is targeted for death by yes, the Mob.
By the end of the film you have the impression that as her thoughts and feeling evolve she could actually adopt the boy. If she did, do you know how the little feller would be like this contagious virus I have acquired?
Give up?
Because he would be a floozy's son.
Get it?
Floozy's son = Flu season.
You do? Then why aren't you laughing?
What's that you say? Because it isn't funny?
OK, OK, didn't I say I am having a fever?
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