The Salton Sea Page #5

He looks up at Jimmy and Danny, his eyes swimming with stupid, drug-

addled confusion.

BOBBY (cont'd)

Who the f*** are you?

JIMMY:

It's me ... Jimmy

Bobby squints.

BOBBY:

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy. Rhymes with Simmy.

JIMMY:

Yeah.

BOBBY:

What can I do for you?

JIMMY:

Um, coupla' eight balls oughta do us.

Danny and Jimmy notice something simultaneously.

There is something under the mattress - A HUGE BULGE.

BOBBY:

Don't pay her no mind.

A MUFFLED MOAN from under Bobby. She is between the mattress and the

box springs.

BOBBY (cont'd)

Shut the hell up, goddamit!

Bobby starts slapping the top of the mattress with his hand. New

MUFFLED SCREAMS from underneath.

BOBBY (cont'd)

I got no vocation skills! What the

f*** you want from me?

(keeps slapping)

I got no vocation skills!

JIMMY:

Hey man, take it easy.

Bobby immediately stops. Looks at Jimmy with incredulity.

BOBBY:

What?

JIMMY:

Come on. Ease off the girl.

Bobby springs from the bed, grabbing something as he rises.

Danny and Jimmy suddenly staring at a SPEARGUN which is loaded with two

stainless steel spears.

Bobby stands there alternately pointing the speargun at Jimmy, then

Danny.

BOBBY:

Did you bring the plastic men?

Bobby nods towards something behind Danny. Danny and Jimmy don't move

or speak.

BOBBY (cont'd)

Did you bring the plastic men?

(beat)

Did you bring the plastic men?

Bobby rubs his nose.

BOBBY:

Did ... you ... bring ... the ... plastic ... men?

DANNY:

Nah, we didn't bring 'em. That's

just your good crank talking, brother.

Bobby tilts his head.

DANNY (cont'd)

We were hoping to catch a few ourselves

if you'll hook us up.

BOBBY:

(calmer)

You bring the plastic men?

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