
Trainspotting Page #19
MAN:
Can you take this call?
Renton takes the telephone and reaches for a piece of paper
from which he reads.
RENTON:
Hello, yes, certainly. It's a
beautifully converted Victorian
town house. Ideally located in a
quiet road near to local shops and
transport.
Renton checks his watch.
EXT. THE A1 IN NORTH LONDON - DAY
Renton stands waiting beside this busy London road, outside
some very unfortunate housing, as the traffic streams past.
RENTON (V.O.)
Two bedrooms and a kitchen/diner.
Fully fitted in excellent decorative
order. Lots of storage space. All
mod cons. Three hundred and twenty
pounds per week.
A couple approach. Renton unlocks the door of a flat and
holds the door open while he ushers them in.
INT. LONDON FLAT - DAY
Renton shows the Couple round a typical London flat
nightmare. A poor conversion, poor decor, everything small
and ill-fitting. The windows rattle as the traffic roars
by.
RENTON (V.O.)
I settled in not too badly and I
kept myself to myself. Sometimes,
of course, I thought about the
guys, but mainly I didn't miss
them at all. After all, this was
boom town where any fool could
make cash from chaos and plenty
did. I quite enjoyed the sound of
it all. Profit, loss, margins,
takeovers, lending, letting,
subletting, subdividing, cheating,
scamming, fragmenting, breaking
away. There was no such thing as
society and even if there was, I
most certainly had nothing to do
with it. For the first time in my
adult life I was almost content.
INT. LONDON BEDSIT - NIGHT
Renton finishes eating a pot noodle. He puts it down and
picks up a letter. He lies back and reads. Intercut with:
INT. SCHOOLROOM - DAY
A class is in progress. A teacher lectures to a mixed class,
but Diane is not listening as she is writing.
EXT. SCHOOL - DAY
Diane is leaving the school when Sick Boy catches up with
her. They stop and then she walks away.
EXT. PARK - DAY
Diane walks along a concrete path. As she does so she has
to step over Spud, who lies asleep/unconscious beside the
remains of a carry out.
DIANE (V.O.)
Dear Mark, I'm glad you've found a
job and somewhere to live. School
is fine at the moment. I'm not
pregnant but thanks for asking.
Your friend Sick Boy asked me last
week if I would like to work for
him but I told him where to go. I
met Spud, who sends his regards,
or at least I think that's what he
said. No one has seen Tommy for
ages. And finally, Francis Begbie
has been on television a lot this
week. --
INT. LONDON BEDSIT - NIGHT
Renton turns the page.
DIANE (V.O.)
as he is wanted by the police in
connection with an armed robbery
in a jeweller's in Corstorphine.
Take care. Yours with love, Diane.
There is a buzz at the door. Renton re-examines the letter.
There is another buzz.
RENTON:
Oh no.
INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE BEDSIT - NIGHT
Renton opens the door to an unseen figure. It is Begbie.
INT. BEDSIT - NIGHT
Renton sits on the bed. Begbie stands over him, pointing a
gun at his head. He pulls the trigger. It clicks harmlessly.
BEGBIE:
Armed robbery? With a replica? How
can it be armed robbery? It's a
f***ing scandal.
He 'fires' the gun a few more times at his own head, then
chucks it to the floor.
And the haul. Look.
He digs a few rings out of his pocket and throws them to
Renton.
Solid silver, my arse. I took it to a fence -- it's trash,
pure trash. There's young couples investing all their hopes
in that stuff, and what are they getting?
RENTON:
It's a scandal, Franco.
BEGBIE:
Too right it is. Now look, have
you got anything to eat, 'cos I'm
f***ing Lee Marvin, by the way.
INT. BEDSIT - DAY
Begbie is sitting on the bed in his underwear, eating cereal
while watching television. A small carry-out is nearby.
Renton finishes dressing for work. He pauses at the open
door, looking back towards his guest.
RENTON (V.O.)
Begbie settled in in no time at
all.
Begbie opens a can of beer. Renton closes the door.
INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE BEDSIT - DAY
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