Getaway's Ruler

A Story by Abishai100

A 'dashing' couple seeks a gem-misadventure in the Homeland and must contend with the 'brute' force of materialism.

A 'fun' adaptation of that 'cool' if troubling remake of that graphic Peckinpah classic about crime's underworld psyche of the American landscape, The Getaway (Roger Donaldson). Hope you like (and thanks so much for reading),

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AMLAN: Tired of this cop-meter life, Ezzy; this is the right move now.

EZZY: This sounds like the 'antithesis' of social-media culture sanity!

AMLAN: Trust me...we'll share some 'adaptation' on Facebook/etc.

EZZY: Damn; alright.

Amlan/Ezzy, our protagonist 'antihero' couple of Romanticism and adventure, set-out to a Santa-Fe destination in the modern Homeland, post-9/11 era, for a blood-diamond baron estate infiltration for insurance journals as a 'vigilantism' pairing, and Amlan 'swayed' his darling (Ezzy) with a 'cool' cross-country rental of a classic auto-mobile for a venture into that dark underworld of 'wrought' examinations of simply capitalism-race isolation (wow).

AMLAN: Here's the treasure-pieces, loaded with fakes, for swap(s).

EZZY: I get this gem-baron drunk while you make the jewelry-craft swap?

AMLAN: This'll be perfect for paradise-insurance heroics, my lady.

EZZY: I wonder what my (late) mom would make of this treasure-chess.

AMLAN: She'd say, "You fell for the 'right' mister, Ezzy."

This 'target' of Santa-Fe that Amlan/Ezzy 'marked' was none other than Goldfinger, who'd been compared to some 'serious' fatsos from American cinema by the criminal underground, and he'd awaited them after Amlan emailed him, claiming, "This insurance-wage for social/media commentary, bad-baron comes with a set of 'gift' diamond pieces (cufflinks) worth a fanzine/magazine (American) reaction."

So off they darted, our two adventurous hero-lovebirds, to Santa Fe's special 'niche' where this evil bloody-diamond baron lurked, that sinister Goldfinger, who was suspicious of Amlan's agenda and sent out his minion of assassinations (Fred) to intercept them to 'test' them for their mettle, to see if Amlan was more than just a 'poor' salesman (wow).

GOLDFINGER: Here I'll be, waiting like Shylock, for these 2 geese; might hike up this area's estate-value for social-media (or YouTube!).

FRED: "Yeah, I'll do it; I might post something online; generate copycats."

Amlan/Ezzy spotted the henchman Fred at a Courtyard (hotel) en-route to Santa-Fe, after Goldfinger 'dispatched' this 'soldier' of misfortune(s) and had to shoot him in the knees. He crawled to a nearby southwest vet-center where he was treated by a very handsome medical-couple (Danica/Scott). After the treatment, however, Fred bloody-murdered Scott and kidnapped Danica.

FRED: I wonder what social-media photos post for vet-appeal (ha).

DANICA: So, now I'm your 'little' accomplice, right?
FRED: Relax...my only agenda (now) is to make you (my) Catwoman!

DANICA: I can't believe I went from medicine...to the underworld, Fred.

FRED: Forget about it; you're a social-media 'face' of materialism (now).

Fred/Danica, our two 'challengers' for Amlan/Ezzy found the two at a roadside bakery where they'd been seeking to purchase some French-crullers for eat, just before they'd arrive at Goldfinger's estate. Danica threw a knife at Ezzy right before Amlan whipped out his silencer and shot the two evil 'elves' square in the chest...and sped-off with his darling (wow).

GOLDFINGER: You've arrived (how special/unique).

AMLAN: We've got that treasure-wager, for you, bad-baron!

EZZY: Who're the two Gargoyles-for-work (your order)?
GOLDFINGER: Hey, I needed to test you...I'm no small pea.

AMLAN: Indeed...this insurance-exchange is all 9/11 material (no?).

GOLDFINGER: Alright.

When Goldfinger posted in the media his 'thoughts' on gem-insurance journal-writes after the exchange of the pieces of diamonds/jewelry Amlan/Ezzy presented, he was en-route to becoming a 'target' for securities-conversations in the underground/overground (wow), and Amlan/Ezzy retired for a Brussels-sprout life, and Amlan would write a very nice cyber-comic about modern urban vigilantism yielding new forms of 'light' for social-justice daydreams by everyday-folks (of this darkening 'ruins' Homeland landscape).