One Sunday night while watching television, Arlee comes up with a plan for financing his various needs. "I’ll rob a bank," he muses. So Monday morning at 9:30 Arlee walks up to the Marked Tree Community Bank, pitches a brick through the glass door and marches right inside. On his way in, Arlee stops and look straight into the bank’s surveillance camera. How convenient for the prosecution later on.

There’s not a soul in sight. Perhaps that’s because today is President’s Day and the banks are closed. Nevertheless, Arlee’s brick sets off the alarm.

Arlee looks everywhere, but all the money is stashed away for the holiday. In spite of this, Arlee doesn’t intend to leave empty handed. He picks up a clock radio from a loan officer’s desk and stuffs his pockets full of candy that’s usually offered to bank customers.

Arlee runs most of the way back to the trailer park where he lives. But as he runs he eats his newfound candy—throwing away the wrappers as he goes.

The Marked Tree police arrive at the crime scene a few minutes after the alarm sounds. A bank official confirms by telephone that all the money is locked up in the safe. Detective Ted spots a candy bowl on the counter at a teller station. "Yum, these are good," Detective Ted mutters as he pops one into his mouth.

Outside cops are stirring around trying to figure out the perpetrator’s direction of flight. That’s when Detective Ted spots a discarded candy wrapper on the ground. Further down the sidewalk there’s another...and yet another.

To make a long story short, Detective Ted and a cadre of police officers follow the yellow candy wrappers all the way to the Shadyside Trailer Park. The trail leads directly to the door of Arlee’s trailer.

Now Arlee is no student of criminal justice, but he does challenge police as they snap the cuffs on him: "I didn’t get any money. It’s not even a crime if a guy breaks into a bank when it’s closed for a holiday—is it?"