McConey comes up to the big city for the weekend. When he and his friend Richie stumble across a perpetually suicidal bum, McConey takes it upon himself to intervene... It comes to light that this particular bum is trying to kill himself in order to be rid of a curse, laid upon him by a mysterious stone he is doomed to carry until somebody takes it from him. So McConey, not being the superstitious type, steps up to the mark. I mean really, who believes in curses these days, anyway...?
