Honeymoon in full swing. Little McGarry, a welterweight boxer who does not know himself in the ring, is blissful. He is ready to fulfill any desire of his young wife. And when she cooed: “Darling, I would eat a peach,” he gets up and follows the peaches. But the Italian at the corner of the peaches was not – not the season. Having refused oranges, the newlyweds go to the restaurant of their friend, but there he is offered only oranges. Unsuccessfully searching the whole of New York, the Kid goes to the police station and offers his boss to cover the gambling den of Denver Dick. In detail telling the police, where this guy settled, the Kid goes after them. However, he does not want a personal meeting, because he and Denver have old scores and he vowed to finish him off, mistakenly believing that it was the Kid who gave it...to him “legged” last time.
Police stormed the stash, where they found his master. Leaving the chase, Denver Dick collides with the Baby. The battle begins, and the Kid has to use all his art to cope with the opponent, which is much larger than his size. Only after that the Kid breaks into a room where, as he knew, the players used to reinforce themselves after the thrill of the card table. He manages to pull from the table a hiding from the raid waiter, who tells him that before the game was three dozen peaches, but it is possible that they are all already eaten by gentlemen. With great difficulty, the Kid manages to find among the remains of a luxurious meal a single peach, and he solemnly hands over his beloved cherished fruit. “Did I ask for a peach?” The bride said, “I would much rather have eaten an orange.”