The Salton Sea Page #14
GARCETTI:
Wrong.
He tosses the bundle of cash to Danny.
DANNY:
You mean you want me to roll on these guys?
Their silence is answer enough.
DANNY (cont'd)
No. No way. These guys catch a
whiff and I'm a f***ing bag of Bandini.
TANNER:
You've got no choice.
DANNY:
Whata you mean I've got no choice?
TANNER:
Well, if you'd rather do a stretch in
la casa grande ...
DANNY:
For that old possession charge?
Gimme a break.
TANNER:
No. You just handed us a new one. We
can go Federal on your ass right now:
ongoing criminal conspiracy. Intent
to buy and distribute $250,000 worth
of crank. What's the mandatory on
that, Al?
GARCETTI:
Dime, minimum.
MOVE OFF GARCETTI and over to a wall mounted heating vent. MOVE INTO
THE VENT, then ...
... OUT OF A VENT in another room.
BUBBA lurking in the shadows. Listening to the conversation through the
wall vent in the other room.
TANNER (O.S.)
And believe me, word will get out that
you're a pro rat.
GARCETTI (O.S.)
That's not good in prison. It's just
not good.
Bubba listens intently.
INT. CAR - NIGHT
Danny hunkered down in the back sea. Garcetti sniffing the air.
GARCETTI:
What's that smell?
DANNY:
That would be me.
GARCETTI:
What'd you do, piss your pants?
DANNY:
Hell, yes! What the hell do you expect
zapping Mr. Johnson with that crackler?
Garcetti looks back at Danny with a twisted smile.
GARCETTI:
Who'd have thought it? Danny
"Chickenshit" Flynne trying to go
DANNY:
Lay off, Garcetti. I'm not in the mood.
GARCETTI:
No. You've got me all wrong. I
mean, in you own pussified way, you
actually got some nuts in your little sack.
TANNER:
Bullshit. He's a liar.
DANNY:
News-flash, Tanner. I'm a f***ing rat.
TANNER:
You think you're so god damned smart,
don't you?
The dynamic has suddenly changed in the trio's relationship. Tanner is
now the bad cop.
TANNER (cont'd)
Well, you played the wrong mark this
time, a**hole.
EXT. RESIDENTIAL HOTEL - NIGHT
Danny approaching the building, we hear shots ...
... THE RED CAR from earlier, prowling the streets. Danny ducks into a
liquor store and watches from the window.
The red car cruises slowly past.
Danny squinting, trying to make out ...
... THE LICENSE PLATE NUMBER. A street light illuminates the tag
momentarily. A VANITY PLATE: IFORGIV.
Danny frowns, not sure that to make of it.
INT. COLETTE'S ROOM - NIGHT
Colette and Quincey lying in bed. THE LILTING SOUND of Danny's trumpet
wafting in the air.
Quincey is fast asleep. Colette lays there, eyes open, listening to
the coolly hypnotic strains of Miles Davis' "Generique."
INT. RESIDENTIAL HOTEL ROOM - SAME
Danny in his good clothes, sitting in front of the mirror, playing his
trumpet, staring at the photos of his wife.
INT. COLETTE'S ROOM - SAME
Colette now sitting on the floor of the adjoining wall with her arms
around her knees. She closes her eyes and leans her head against the
wall, soaking in the music.
INT. RESIDENTIAL HOTEL ROOM - SAME
Danny continues playing. He sneaks down a look at ...
... A GREETING CARD on the vanity in front of him. The word,
"CONGRATULATIONS" printed on the front.
THE FLASHBACK IMGERY appears on the wall behind him again. MOVE from
Danny to the image as we ...
CUT TO:
EXT. DIRT ROAD - THE HIGH DESERT (FLASHBACK)
The car jolting slowly back and forth over the bumpy road.
INT. CAR - SAME
Danny driving. Liz in the passenger seat looking pissed.
The Salton Sea can be seen far below in the distance shimmering under a
full moon.
AGAIN. REMEMBER, DANNY IS KNOWN AS TOM IN THIS SCENE.
LIZ:
Why didn't you just ask for
directions back there?
DANNY/TOM
Come on, where's your pioneer spirit?
LIZ:
You mean like the Donner Party?
DANNY/TOM
Hey, do you think you could eat me if
you had to? And if so, which part do
you think you would find the most
delicious?
LIZ:
Tom, quit f***ing around.
DANNY/TOM
Okay, okay.
(peering through the windshield)
There's a house up there. I'll go ask
for directions.
EXT. ROAD - SAME
A dilapidated house further up in the hills, lights glowing.
INT. CAR - SAME
Liz sees the run-down old house.
LIZ:
You think that's a good idea?
DANNY/TOM
What do you mean?
LIZ:
Look at that place. It's creepy.
Danny steers the car onto the narrow dirt approach to the house.
DANNY/TOM
First you want me to ask for
directions, then you don't. Which is it?
LIZ:
I wanted you to ask back there. You
know, before you got us lost.
DANNY/TOM
Just no pleasing you, is there?
LIZ:
Just admit you're wrong.
DANNY/TOM
We all know how much you like hearing
that. Okay, Liz, I was wrong.
There. You happy?
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