This Getaway's Crime

A 'vigilante' of a pitch-wage converts his lady to embark on a mansion-infiltration mark 'misadventure' tied with a dark diamond working (for the soul).

A 'dark' fanfiction of the remake of the gripping/graphic criminal-psyche 'underworld' Peckinpah classic The Getaway (Roger Donaldson), which (IMO) makes for 'incredible' view of the American culture-landscape of 'wrought' mutations (for the Ego), which I think you'll like (and thanks so much for reading!), 

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AMLAN SATAN: "No longer a cop, become a road-rascal, taking Ezzy on this 'journey' to a Phoenix-mansion of the blood-diamond baron (Ion) for a 'treasure-sportsman' gift exchange for a (hopeful) social media gem-insurance 'commentary' for interest concerning today's Homeland (American) whites (for all)."

EZZY: You want to make me your 'cliched' Maid-Marian on this road-exchange concerning a gem/treasure 'insurance' commentary ('crusade') that will (just) 'draw' for darkness and danger, despite our (albeit fragile) Romanticism-life of municipal art(s)?

Despite the 'wise' Ezzy's shortcomings, the lady-bird had 'consented' to this somewhat 'half-baked' Robin-Hood deed plan for an exchange with a blood-diamond baron in a Phoenix-route to find a social media insurance 'exposure' for better gem-traffic super-vision writing in the modern (post-9/11 era) Homeland, where Amlan Satan, ex-cop, hoped to find a new 'form' for wrought social-justice 'fantasy' after becoming (simply) jaded by a Windy-Case involving the targeting of prostitutes by a new Euro-mafia venture.

SATAN: We'll take this repainted/leased VW-car; it's our 'bat-mobile' (for the beasts).

This was some concoction of potion-and-passion for Satan/Ezzy, who'd become our special Homeland tale protagonist-hero 'duo' for this Phoenix-journey of blood-diamond intrigue/chess exchange tied with the 'dominion' of Baron Ion, a man who appreciated all forms for magazine-culture gem-treasure 'insurance' high-art(s), and he was promised (by Satan) there'd be a special 'sportsman-treasure' image/trophy for this gem-showcase hospitality 'event' for movie-humor (wow).

BARON ION: I remain 'unpersuaded' this 'duet' of Romanticism is somehow 'clean' and clear from police-relation, so I'm sending my 'associate' (the evil Fred) to meet them half-way before they get to me, and he's (currently) somewhere in SoCal 'mingling' with a science-couple (after some impairing injury) and apparently (claims) he's 'romancing' the wife who's a 'calculator' maiden.

The blood-diamond Ion had lived in a quaint residential area of the Homeland-Jersey traffic of Western diamond-motions, tied with some Sierra Leone 'business' and decided to transport to Phoenix (Southwest) for an 'enhanced' traffic-zone for 'improved' insurance-exploitation work veiled by social media exchanges in consumerism-life weight (for the Ego).

FRED: We 'waste' your nerd-doc hubby and you become my partner-in-crime.

SOPHIA: You want me to 'depart' from my (darling) husband (David)?

FRED: Sure...I know you're bored with Salk-Cali science-life of calculators.

SOPHIA: Alright!

Now, with the evil Fred and his new 'damsel' sidekick (Sophia) jaunting to meet Satan/Ezzy 'halfway' on that road between Chicago and Phoenix, our protagonist hero-duo had found a new 'face' for darkness/danger in this journey-trip to out-match the blood-diamond baron (Ion) in what'd become a special psyche-examination for all that's simply an American net-expression for the 'personality' behind capitalism-race wind (for the soul).

SOPHIA: I see that rascals at that Wingate, Fred.

FRED: You claim you're a saree-saleswoman; I'll target Amlan.

SOPHIA: What if they suspect (me)?
FRED: I'll 'doubt' that they'll think you un-movie (ha).

SOPHIA: Alright.

However, Satan did indeed 'ID' the darkened Sophia and Ezzy spotted the evil Fred lurking behind a parked-car, crouched, and holding a silencer-pistol. Amlan grabbed Sophia and held her in front of Fred's target-sightline while Ezzy revved up their getaway-VW (with their 'cool' replica-ring/fake for media en-route to Ion's watch-lair in Phoenix).

Some time later, we find our 'prince' converted to Catholicism and working on his 'great American' novel (Secrets of Success: Vigilante-Materialism) about the 'quality' of social-justice handshakes in capitalism-race myth-work (wow). He'd gotten-away with Ezzy after a 'success' with Ion in Phoenix and drew an insurance-gem exposure, after fleeing from the 'dark' clutch of Fred/Sophia, and it was all for a 'sportsman-daydream' concerning a Homeland (post-9/11 era) 'view' for what's (really) social-media working (for the soul).

SATAN: "Life's a knife...and then you net-post."

EZZY: What an 'integrity' to find this trophy alongside my hero-man.

AMLAN: Your egg-curry's more in demand than that past Hell, Ezzy.

EZZY: Good; let's forget it all...especially anything on the diner-table of sport(s).

AMLAN: Alright!

What proved to be Ion's undoing was that special sports-image 'treasure' card that Prince Satan (Amlan) brought to Phoenix in their getaway-VW, a college-athletics 'handshake' trophy featuring an iconic/representative basketball-wizard 'celeb' that'd be 'linked' to a social media 'expression' for what'd become a Homeland/American word for insurance...and municipalities (for the Ego).

EZZY: You know, Mr. Satan, if you'd not been a media-gentleman, I'd have refused this (entire) 'working' proposal.

SATAN: Alright.

"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)