The Salton Sea Page #16

Still raining. Tanner negotiates the slow traffic.

Danny looking at a MUG SHOT OF POOH-BEAR.

Garcetti

Harlan Dale Monty a.k.a. Pooh-Bear.

Did five years manslaughter for

beating a pimp to death with an

electric wheelchair.

DANNY:

Excuse me?

GARCETTI:

Several possession charges, but nothing major.

DANNY:

Why doesn't Palmdale P.D. just raid the guy?

GARCETTI:

They have. But they never found a lab.

TANNER:

That's because he doesn't have one.

DANNY:

Whata you mean? He told me -

TANNER:

Guy scores dope and dollar from

ripping off other drug dealers. As

least that's what the word is.

DANNY:

What's to stop him from just ripping me off then?

TANNER:

That's probably what he would have

done if we hadn't found out about

your get-rich-quick scheme.

GARCETTI:

You're lucky, Flynne.

DANNY:

Funny, I don't feel lucky.

GARCETTI:

We're coordinating with Palmdale P.D..

We'll have your sorry ass covered.

DANNY:

What if he caps me before you can

make a move?

TANNER:

Golly, I hadn't thought of that.

GARCETTI:

Don't we always take good care of you?

Danny doesn't look reassured.

DANNY:

Speaking of which ... you run that license

plate for me?

GARCETTI:

You mean the menacing red car?

Garcetti and Tanner exchange a smile.

DANNY:

What? Is it bad?

TANNER:

I'm afraid so, Danny.

DANNY:

Who is it?

GARCETTI:

Brace yourself.

Danny's eyes dart back and forth between Garcetti and Tanner.

DANNY:

Come on! Who is it? Domingo's boys?

GARCETTI:

Worse. Much worse.

(beat)

A teacher.

Garcetti and Tanner break out laughing.

TANNER:

Car is registered to a Mrs. Nancy Plummer.

Danny reacts to the name, not listening to the rest of what Garcetti

and Tanner have to say.

GARCETTI:

She's 57 and she's been teaching

third grade for the last 33 years.

TANNER:

Now that's scary!

Danny lost in thought.

GARCETTI:

You're paranoid, Flynne. I think

that crank is finally starting to get

the best of you.

EXT. STREET - NIGHT

Danny waiting on the corner.

GARCETTI (V.O.)

When is the deal going down?

DANNY (V.O.)

I'm making the small buy tonight ...

if I don't get beaten to death with a

wheelchair or something. If

everyone is happy, we'll do the big

deal later in the week.

Jimmy's Vega sputters to a stop in front of Danny. Jimmy gets out and

hands Danny the keys.

ON THE BUMPTER, a hand-made sign. It reads: PULL ME OVER. I DARE YOU!

Danny sighs. Walks to the back, rips the sign off and gets in the car,

leaving Jimmy with the sign.

JIMMY:

You sure you don't want me to go with you?

Danny burns rubber.

EXT. POOH-BEAR'S COMPOUND - NIGHT

Danny being led towards a trailer by TWO OF POOH-BEAR'S MEN. LITTLE

BILL AND BIG BILL. Little Bill is big and Big Bill is little.

INT. HOUSE - SAME

Pooh-Bear sitting in a recliner, obscured by shadows when Danny and his

escorts enter.

A WIRE CAGE IN THE CORNER, SOMETHING MOVING AROUND INSIDE. It too is

obscured by shadows.

Pooh-Bear doesn't look up. He is preoccupied with something in his hand

which he is cleaning with a toothbrush.

DANNY:

Pooh-Bear, my man. What's up?

Pooh-Bear doesn't respond. Continues brushing.

LITTLE BILL:

He's blue.

BIG BILL:

Comin' down from a 10 day ride.

Danny closes his eyes. Not what he wanted to hear.

DANNY:

You want to do this some other time?

POOH-BEAR

(gloomy and tired)

Pull your pants down.

DANNY:

I'm sorry?

POOH-BEAR

Pull your motherfucking pants down.

Danny looks to the two Bills for help.

DANNY:

(laughing nervously)

Come on, guys ...

POOH-BEAR

Big Bill.

Big Bill pulls a 19th century double-barreled FLINTLOCK PISTOL from his

jacket and points it at Danny's head.

BIG BILL:

Argh, matie. I'm a pirate.

POOH-BEAR

Little Bill

Little Bill drops Danny's trousers. Danny about to object when he is

started into silence.

The saturnine Pooh-Bear raises his head, illuminating his face. He

isn't wearing his prosthetic nose. A GAPING HOLE WHERE HIS NOSE SHOULD

BE. He looks like some obscene human bat.

Pooh-Bear holds up the plastic nose he has been cleaning, inspecting it

under the light.

POOH-BEAR (cont'd)

Introduce him to Captain Steubing.

He pops his nose back into place, but it goes on crooked.

The Bills escort Danny over to the cage. There is A GIGANTIC CRAZED

WEASEL INSIDE.

The cage is divided by a large piece of Plexiglas.

POOH-BEAR (cont'd)

You'll have to excuse him, he ain't

ate for over a week.

The weasel is foaming at the mouth.

POOH-BEAR (cont'd)

That and the rabies. Don't make for

a happy weasel.

DANNY:

(trying to stay calm)

Pooh-Bear. come on, man. What is

this?

(off Pooh-Bear's silence)

It's me, Danny. I thought we had a deal.

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