Embracing the Chaos: A Conversation with the Cast of 'The Salton Sea' Page #2

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Sometimes you see

the world so clearly...

...and you know just what to do...

...and just when to do it.

Just what you should have done

and when you should have done it.

L.A. Sheriff's Department.

May I direct your call?

C.I. number DJ6T5KF55.

- Who's your contact?

- Morgan and Garcetti.

- Hey.

- Yo. Got a hot one.

You go, my little tweeker friend.

I don't wanna have

this conversation in Crankville.

This the guy?

It speaks, yeah.

- Bobby, hobby, lobby.

- What?

Bobby Ocean.

Cut to the chase.

What's he holding?

He's a tweeker. Definitely

gets high on his own supply.

What the f*** is he holding?

Definitely a dealer.

- I am the Ocean.

- Couple pounds, maybe more.

Mossberg pump on the floor.

Cheap-ass MAC-12, fully loaded,

safety off. And some knives.

- Any company?

- Yeah, there's a Mrs. Ocean.

Probably won't give you trouble,

but could be a black belt.

She was occupied at the time.

Nice job, dog.

Let's take him down.

All right.

- And there was a kid.

- A kid?

- You sure?

- Yeah, I'm pretty sure.

Goddamn, you are

one observant tweeker.

Thank you.

Learned from the best.

And he likes to use the spear gun too,

so do be careful.

- I'm touched.

- F*** you, I'm worried about the kid.

Why didn't you do something?

Want me to do your paperwork?

Know why you didn't do anything?

Because you're a cocksucking,

lowlife tweeker. Shithead!

I never noticed your eyes were hazel.

This dude will do anything

to touch me.

Take him to Chippendales

or something.

Oh, my God. Bobby!

Why are you leaving me?

Bobby? Why?

You need some help?

I was living next to Miss Congeniality

and didn't even know it.

Hey.

You left some Chinese-looking

sh*t out here.

Thank you.

Sorry I was rude.

I'm just new around here.

Yeah. It's a dangerous neighborhood.

I live across the hall.

My name is Danny Parker.

Colette Vaughn. Thank you.

Danny. Okay.

My name is Tom Van Allen.

I'm a trumpet player.

My name is Tom Van Allen.

I play the trumpet.

My name is Tom Van Allen.

I'm a trumpet player.

That hurts my heart.

What a beautiful composition.

And the performance?

Tom Van Allen is nothing

short of dazzling...

...in his interpretation of Miles

Davis' haunting, moody piece.

- Thank you.

- And he has a hot ass...

...with hardly any hair on it.

- Again, I thank you.

- No, I was talking about Miles.

Don't!

What do you think of when you play?

I just think about what life would

be like without you.

Let's spend the night here.

- There are no motels here.

- No, no!

Right here on the beach.

Come on, let's do it.

I got us lost.

We should get going.

Okay, we'll stay.

We'll stay.

Trust the system.

I gave you this Bobby thing.

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