William Russell is a clerk at a travel agency with a dull life. He dreams of adventure and travel, but his wife awon't let him. One day, a client reschedules a trip to Panama, and his boss trusts him with the combination to the vault, so he empties the vault and takes the ticket, intending to do something different. On the way he meets Adrienne Corri, who married a rich man and now regrets.

So they start to have a series of misadventures that in the hands of a differently slanted director and a score that didn't insist on wailing trumpets might have been a very amusing comedy, as they crash a car, get lost in the fog, pursued by the police, lose their possessions.... clearly these are among the most inept runaways imaginable, but director Peter Graham Scott makes them look idiotic without making me crack a smile. As a result, a bad time was had by all, the leads and me.