Monaco's Wire

A Story by Abishai100

A reincarnated 'questionable' Lancelot (Camelot) finds guidance (once-more) for a 'vigilante' deed in Monaco's art-yuppie market tying insurance.

An adaptation of Purple Noon (Alain Delon) featuring iconic characterizations from Arthurian legends. Hope you like (and thanks for reading),

DISCLAIMER: This work of movie adaptation offers no ties to the referenced/original film and all images comprise a 'personal' expression (for 'open' criticism).

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Lancelot was reincarnated into the 21st-Century Earth as a wayward recent-grad (Mr. Amlan Satan) whose wild forays into the dark-side of the consciousness drew terrible outcomes for his friends and now he sought serious redemption and prayed and embraced his newfound Catholic faith and found himself consulted (in dream-sleep!) by the specter of the Camelot-era oracle-guide known as the Lady of the Lake who remembered counseling Lancelot in her own time, during his 'troubles' with social values and family-woes and hoped to 'reach-out' to this reincarnated 'prince-knight' (Mr. Amlan Satan) to see the 'weight' of his restoration/redemption conscious spirit (perhaps for a social media culture 'friendly' bond in the 21st-Century).

SATAN (Amlan): I've much talents and much regret as a Catholic prince.

LADY (of the Lake): That's why I consult you in this dream-sleep, man!

SATAN: You say I'm the 'complicated' sword-knight reincarnated (here)?

LADY: Believe (in) it, Mr. Satan, for it's your time for social-media IQ.

SATAN: Social media (culture)?
LADY: Yeah...you must journey to Monaco for an art-heist vigilantism.

SATAN: For whom, my Lady?
LADY: For an aristocracy art-insurance 'world' tied with gem-darkness.

SATAN: Blood-diamonds?

LADY: You know of it, Mr. Satan?
SATAN: Sure; eco-minerals capitalism mined by African warlords (now).

LADY: Good; it's a capitalism-race 'chess' stalemate for consumerism!

SATAN: Woe(s) for insurance 'matter' stretching the fare-rich Earth.

LADY: You're an educated/reincarnated Lancelot; I'll guide you, man.

SATAN: I guess this would be a 'nice' Selfie-culture image/materialism!

LADY: Good luck (I'll visit you again, good prince).

Well, the oracle-guide (Lady of the Lake) seemed to really have visited/moved Mr. Satan (Amlan) in his dream-sleep vision, persuading him his 'reincarnation(s)' stature as a complications-man of the 21st-Century Earth warranted a redemption-deed, with vigilantism-signature(s), for a blood-diamond art-market insurance corrupted Euro-handshake, requiring a special focus for capitalism-race 'chess' stalemates (for the 'bread' of Monaco's hospitality-direction).

LADY: You' 'connect' with the Monaco yuppie-couple (Teddy/Marge).

AMLAN (Satan): I feel psychotic with all my (own) regret-angst, Lady!

LADY: I know, but keep patience (and wit); Teddy/Marge are profiteers.

AMLAN: Blood-diamond market investors of the new-gen variety?

LADY: You must 'snatch' an art-sketch they borrowed from a gem-baron.

AMLAN: A blood-diamond tied art-investment creating insurance masks.

LADY: Darkness, for mysteries; eco-pollution; Teddy/Marge are naive!

AMLAN: I'll see if Marge requires an extraction from bad-courtship.

LADY: Well...be careful, for Teddy's gem-baron relationship is criminal.

AMLAN: Perhaps I myself feel too 'criminal' for art-IQ games, Lady.

LADY: Have faith (and wit); this is a social media 'image' for laurels.

The 'talented' Mr. Amlan Satan courted/greeted the yuppie-couple of Monaco (Teddy/Marge) who'd become blood-diamond market art-exchange 'investors' for a museum exhibition concerning a cyber-games 'avatar' (a warrior-princess charcoal-sketch of incredible 'street' value) and hoped to swap the original with a replica/copy while claiming he'd been a private-artist seeking private after-hours museum-time to make the replica-sketch while being watched by the lone guardsman (Leo).

MARGE: You're quite the art-gem musketeer, Mr. Amlan Satan!

AMLAN: Maybe I'm a Wolfen-soul of the Euro-handshake variety, Marge.

MARGE: I'm in love with Teddy (you know)!

AMLAN: How'd you know he's not 'chess-tied' with smugglers-road(s)?

MARGE: I trust him (I think); besides, you're an art-sailor (not settler).

AMLAN: Maybe I'm a vigilante with an eye(s) for materialism-games, ha.

MARGE: Well, me thinks you've found a 'media-photogenic' couple (IQ).

AMLAN: Doubtless (thanx).

The deed was acquired. While inside the museum, after-hours, our 'talented' reformed-prince (the reincarnated complicated sword-knight Lancelot), Mr. Amlan Satan), making his 'cool' freelance-art replica of the 'cool' cyber-media art-sketch of a fiction-world warrior-princess, got the lone-guardsman (Leo) drunk/unconscious (absinthe) and swapped the original charcoal with a copy he brought with him (hidden in the lining of his briefcase!) and left the unfinished copycat work he'd been making (with Leo watching) in Leo's pocket, with a treasure-insurance commentary note reading, "For Marge, who loved the idea of left-behind art(s) for insurance-chess and treasure-world 'complications' requiring 'James Bond' intuition, for Monaco's bread."