Trainspotting Page #2

RENTON (V.O.)

The only drawback, or at least the

principal drawback, is that you

have to endure all manner of c*nts

telling you that -

INT. PUB I - NIGHT

Begbie, smoking and drinking, speaks to camera.

BEGBIE:

No way would I poison my body with

that shite, all they f***ing

chemicals, no f***ing way.

INT. PUB I - NIGHT

Tommy sits beside Lizzy. He speaks to camera.

TOMMY:

It's a waste of your life, Rents,

poisoning your body with that shite.

INT. RENTON FAMILY HOME, LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Renton's father and mother sit at the table eating.

Renton is seated but not eating.

FATHER:

Every chance you've ever had, you've

blown it, stuffing your veins with

that filth.

INT. ELECTRICAL RETAILERS - DAY

Gav wears the corporate jacket.

GAV:

Get off that stuff, Rents and get

a job. It's not as bad as it looks.

While you're here, you don't fancy

buying a cooker, do you?

INT. SWANNEY'S FLAT - DAY

Sick Boy and Spud lie drugged up. Allison and Baby wait

while Swanney cooks up.

Renton is standing up.

RENTON:

From time to time, even I have

uttered the magic words.

SWANNEY:

Are you serious?

RENTON:

Yeah. No more. I'm finished with

that shite.

SWANNEY:

Well, it's up to you.

RENTON:

I'm going to get it right this

time. Going to get it set up and

get off it for good.

SWANNEY:

Sure, sure. I've heard it before.

RENTON:

The Sick Boy method.

THEY BOTH LOOK AT SICK BOY

SWANNEY:

Yeah, well, it surely worked for

him.

RENTON:

He's always been lacking in moral

fibre.

SWANNEY:

He knows a lot about Sean Connery.

RENTON:

That's hardly a substitute.

SWANNEY:

you'll need one more hit.

RENTON:

No, I don't think so.

SWANNEY:

To see you through the night that

lies ahead.

Freeze Frame on Swanney.

RENTON (V.O.)

We called him the mother superior

on account of the length of his

habit. He knew all about it. On

it, off it, he knew it all. Of

course I'd have another shot: after

all, I had work to do.

INT. RENTON'S FLAT ROOM - DAY

The door opens and Renton enters carrying shopping bags.

He empties them on to a mattress beside three buckets and

a television.

RENTON (V.O.)

Relinquishing junk. Stage One:

preparation. For this you will

need:
one room which you will not

leave; one mattress; tomato soup,

ten tins of; mushroom soup, eight

tins of, for consumption cold; ice

cream, vanilla, one large tub of;

Magnesia, Milk of, one bottle;

paracetamol; mouth wash; vitamins;

mineral water; Lucozade;

pornography; one bucket for urine,

one for feces, and one for vomitus;

one television; and one bottle of

Valium, which I have already

procured, from my mother, who is,

in her own domestic and socially

acceptable way, also a drug addict.

Renton swallows several Valium tablets. Voice-over

continues.

And now I'm ready. All I need is a final hit to soothe the

pain while the Valium takes effect.

INT. SWANNEY'S FLAT - DAY

Swanney, Sick Boy, Spud and Allison and Baby all lie inert

while the telephone rings.

INT. CALL BOX - DAY

Renton curses as he slams down the receiver. He dials again.

RENTON:

Mikey. It's Mark Renton. Can you

help me out?

INT. MIKEY'S FLAT - DAY

Renton holds two opium suppositories in the palm of his

hand.

RENTON (V.O.)

This was typical of Mikey Forrester.

(on screen)

What the f*** are these? Under

the normal run of things I would

have had nothing to do with the

c*nt, but this was not the normal

run of things.

MIKEY:

Opium suppositories. Ideal for

your purpose. Slow release, like.

Bring you down gradually. Custom

f***ing designed for your needs.

RENTON:

I want a f***ing hit.

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