Getaway/Dawn

Two Romanticists seek-a-deed for American gem-insurance street-gossip heroics but contend with the 'force(s)' of pure wish-destroyers.

A 'fun' adaptation of the 'classic' remake of that 'jarring' American highway(s) film of outright/graphic misadventure-and-readings The Getaway (Roger Donaldson), which I hope you like (and thanks so much for reading), 

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AMLAN: You ready for this new life of escapism/road-heroics for the Homeland?
DAWN: I'm your girl, Satan; we're across Arizona for this 'blood-diamond' bishop-game.

Amlan/Dawn were 'the-thing' in this modern Homeland 'landscape' of self-invented heroics for pseudo-vigilantism and left-behind their work with overground legal consultancy and became freelance 'terrorists' or rather 'freedom-fighters' in an American-Southwest 'game' of blood-diamond proportion, perhaps 'drawing' an interest/rate from the modern Western social-media 'handshake' culture of 'working' citizenry-commentary (for the soul).

AMLAN: This silencer 'toy' and our acid has aided in multiple bank-gem swaps.

DAWN: We're the Bonnie-and-Clyde of Arizona now, eh?

AMLAN: As long as we maintain wit-hygiene, we'll reach this Goldfinger-dominion.

DAWN: Excellence; good (love you).

They kept their noses clean and were marked but not easily tracked by the evil Goldfinger, a blood-diamond 'cellist' of this Homeland of underground insurance-piracy threatening overground-commerce 'bridge' games to traffic-confidence by today's globe-investors, and Amlan/Dawn considered themselves 'steady Romanticists' of this constant fortune-handshake culture of Western readings (for danger/calm).

GOLDFINGER: Since our mod 'Bonnie-Clyde' tandem likens me to social-media 'examinations' for an insurance-highness (for Interpol-relation) in our Southwest, I'll lure them to my property, send my scourge-tracker (Fred) and see if they've got the 'sparkle(s)' for creations/inventions in our magazine-media culture of capitalism-race 'working' (for all).

FRED: "I'll track this nasty Romeo/Juliet for Goldfinger; Amlan shot me in the knee with that damned silencer-pistol of his after another 'successful' gem-swap 'operation' in Phoenix, but I warrant that ring on Dawn's finger is a sure-sign for my Resurrection to get their necks-to-rites (ha)."

That rascal Fred crawled to an ophthalmology office in Arizona where he encountered a 'vulnerable' doctor-couple (married) --- Estelle/David --- whom he took hostage and had them tend to his wound(s) and then 'seduced' Estelle to become his assassin-tracking 'sidekick' to pursue Amlan/Dawn and left-behind David, shocked and horrified (wow).

FRED: We're the bad-guys of the Southwest now, Estelle.

ESTELLE: This is the 'real' life I needed (really), Fred (thanx).

FRED: Keep posting your wry comments on social-media about glasses (ha).

Before Amlan/Dawn arrived at the Arizona-mansion of the evil Goldfinger, they'd been 'crossed' by the ruthless new 'couple' from Hell, Fred/Estelle, who sought to spray them both with acid, but Dawn shot Estelle and caused her to drop her acid on herself, and Amlan quickly wound his silencer to shoot Fred square-in-the-forehead (ha).

GOLDFINGER: So you're that 'famous' trader-gem couple I've been reading.

AMLAN: We're they, Goldfinger; me thinks you wagered we'd not make it!

DAWN: We've got some gem-rings for showcase, for photos of your gems.

GOLDFINGER: Seems you've 'obtained' road-access to an estate-wind.

AMLAN: Good (thanx).

GOLDFINGER: What're you offering me (here)?
AMLAN: A briefcase of rings in exchange for media-photos of your blood-diamonds.

DAWN: An 'insurance-game' expo for social-media inside your vaulted mansion!

GOLDFINGER: Alright; but I may've refused if you 'rascals' didn't get me drunk.

AMLAN: You know your absinthe was laced with Dawn's sedative, no?

GOLDFINGER: Damn; I'd propositioned Dawn to stay here with me (for photos).

Amlan/Dawn made-off with Goldfinger's stunning blood-diamond 'collection' from Hell and had Interpol-relations descend for a Southwest-examination concerning gem-motions/highway(s) insurance journal-writes, perhaps compelling the evil investor to flee for a more 'Euro' securities-chess operation (elsewhere). Meanwhile, Amlan took Dawn to a screening of that 'cool' blood-diamond film starring Leo DiCaprio (wow).

AMLAN: Would you've 'accepted' Goldfinger's proposition (for betrayal)?
DAWN: Nah...this movie-time should convince you (of that), scaredy-cat.

AMLAN: Thanx (I'm thinking).

So, our adventure ended in a happy-twist for Amlan/Dawn who gotaway with a case of hearts/treasures and would end up staying together/married and reflect on their 'secret' Arizona-highway reading as that timeless 'lens' for what made capitalism-race defenses (and deeds!) a 'social thing' of high 'wind' (for the Ego).

"Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest good of everyone" (John Maynard Keynes). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)