Not Exactly Stealin'

<p><span style=color: rgba(102 102 102 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>It's Stealing Time!</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(102 102 102 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>It's Charleston South Carolina in the '90s. The old ways are on life support living on stolen time.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(102 102 102 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Beautiful Dale Ralston has finally had enough of her cheating husband Collier a state senator rabid collector of Civil War manuscripts and general douchebag.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(102 102 102 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Collier is out of the house but what does Dale do with a collection that is entirely stolen?</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(102 102 102 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Everyone has the same idea: They should have it.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(102 102 102 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Collier's sister Rannie the meanest lawyer in Charleston sees it patching the spending tsunami of her rapacious mother and dingbat sister.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(102 102 102 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>A college boy wannabe hitman pitches it as business diversification to the Dixie Mafia.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(102 102 102 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>The sassy maid Tamzie sold a slave diary to Collier cheap and has wised up. She sees it as a trade-up ticket from her gangsta boyfriend to a college archivist.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(102 102 102 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>And there's a mysterious stranger in town nosing around who may be . . . well who knows?</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(102 102 102 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>The result is mayhem and malicious malarkey out the wazoo. Everyone's stealing something and someone's going to end up dead.</span></p><p></p>