Rapture: A Legal Pronoun

Adaptation of a modern story/gem about inventions in challenges of ethics/legalese for pronunciations of man's charge.

The Devil's Advocate (Keanu Reeves) adaptation. Happy weekend all, 

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Wow, Mr. Amlan Satan had everything going for him, finding a special place for legal professional work, at a very nice (New York) firm post-graduation from the university in that fabled city of intrigue/complexity; and his darling NYU-schooled wife (Ezzy) had become his trophy for life, but someone was watching Mr. Amlan Satan, an Algerian-American Bostonian-Catholic who had Algerian, Slovak, and French mixed backgrounds in his family/heritage. It was the Devil eyeing this special rising American Dream 'diplomat' of cleats, Selfie-like.

AMLAN: Well, me thinks you've found good adjective for our Manhattan-pad.

EZZY: I've everything an (educated?) housewife would want, I guess, Mr. Satan.

AMLAN: Wow, who'd think my salary-offering's what was anticipated (for us)?

EZZY: We're officially aristocrats, Mr. Satan.

AMLAN: Wife, you're the jewel of the crown here and now (Facebook-like!).

EZZY: Cool.

The head of the NY-firm, Mr. John Milton, was not just an Earthling advocate/executive...but the Devil himself. He explained to Amlan he had a special vision of excellence and ascension for him. He had Amlan do a special steroids-case for a New York court case of media proportion which made a landmark case for getting a troubled athlete off the hook, but it was bad for social works with illegal substance uses, in all fairness (wow). This was Babylon, and Milton was about to reveal to Satan that he was, shockingly, his father-figure. Was this Facebook-like?

MILTON: I've so many names in this worldly world, Amlan my son.

AMLAN: I'm not your son...Ezzy guessed your ID...that you're the Devil.

MILTON: She was tired and dehydrated, my son...and you were busy, ok.

AMLAN: You sent that immoral cheerleader my way, and I was drunk.

MILTON: I had to show Ezzy her real American Dream guy, son!

AMLAN: She committed suicide (thanx).

MILTON: Are you my AntiChrist, Amlan Satan?
AMLAN: I'm asking you for a different wish...one of time-travel.

MILTON: What's it?
AMLAN: Let me go back in time and rescue Ezzy, and prove my conviction.

MILTON: A game.

AMLAN: If I lose, you keep my soul or something, like that Mermaid story.

MILTON: Wow...at least let me have your Baker Mayfield card (ha).

AMLAN: Super deal (for leviathan).

Amlan Satan was given a stranger 2nd-chance, by the powers of the Devil, adversary of our world (wow). He'd travel back in-time to rescue Ezzy and reverse the bad choices he'd made...and how he'd not become son of the Devil but a man of Rapture (or restoration!). This was Selfie-like; and the Devil had to see if Amlan would (or could!) perform such a task of the chandeliers. That was the secret of the 'examination' of the spirit...one of incomplete chance.

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)