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T2 Trainspotting Quotes

"Face your past. Choose your future."

R 2017 · 1h 57m
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Revitalizing Leith: A Vision for Change
Mark This is the renovation and conversion of an iconic ] building. We see it very much as being an artisanal bed-and-breakfast experience. A destination in its own right. Artworks by local artists on the walls. Locally sourced fresh food. Outreach programs to inspire children in school to think outside the box. To inspire in them a belief that... Yes, they can. There was a time when this port served thousands of ships around the globe. Now it can rise again. And we believe our business will occupy a central role, both physically and emotionally, at the heart of this new wave of regeneration in Leith.
[[w:Leith|Leith]
Simon Leith 2.1.
Mark Exactly.
Murphy We used to steal all this stuff. Fancy wallpaper. Sell on to the middle classes and that. Me and Mark used to steal all kinds of stuff, actually. Till we got caught. He got off. I got six months. Still, you find out what you're good at inside. Signatures... That's what I found out. Anyone's. If I seen it once, I can do it. So, when I got out, "Bye-bye, shoplifting. Hello, checkbook. Hello, check card. Up to ]. Signature, cash in hand. Up to Swanney's, pay off my debts, buy some ]. I was a portable fucking goldmine.
[[w:Western Union|Western Union; [w:Heroin|skag]
Veronika So, what happened?
Murphy Chip and PIN, debit cards, e-banking. Billionaires moving money at the touch of a button. There's no room for an honest artisan like me anymore.
Veronika So, what did you do?
Murphy ].
[[w:panhandling|Back on the pavement. Seven days a week]
Veronika I like your stories. I think you should write them down.
Murphy You think?
Veronika Yeah. Just write them the way you say them. They're funny. I would like to read them. Mark and Simon can help.
Murphy Tommy looks well. It's terrifying. He's gonna die. Sometime between the next few weeks and the next 15 years, Tommy will be no more. Chances are that I'll be exactly the same. Difference is we know this with Tommy. Tommy cannot get out.
[Voiceover reading from page]
Mark He cannot afford to heat his home, put himself in a bubble, live in the warm, eat good fresh food, keep his mind stimulate with new challenges. He will only live five or 10 or 15 years before he is crushed. Tommy will not survive winter in ].
[Reading aloud; [w:West Granton|West Granton]
Simon Well, I'm trying hard, Mark, but I'm not feeling anything. We were young. Bad things happened. It's over. Can we go home now?
Mark Two hours to the next train.
Simon Oh, for fuck's sake.
Mark Look, we're here as an act of memorial.
Simon Nostalgia. That's why you're here. You're a tourist in your own youth. Just cause you had a near-death experience, and now you're feeling all fuzzy and warm. What other moments will you be revisiting? Here's a good one. How about the time you sold Tommy his very first hit, leading him on to heroin addiction, HIV infection, and ultimately his death at the age of... What was it, 22, 23?
Mark Twenty-three.
Simon Twenty-three. How innocent was that?
Mark Aye, that's mine. How's yours?
Simon Don't know what you're talking about.
Mark She'd be a woman by now. Maybe kids of her own. ]. Because her father, someone who should have been looking after her, protecting his own infant, was too busy filling his own veins with heroin to check that she was breathing properly. How do you keep a lid on that one?
[[w:Infant mortality|But she never got that far, did she? Never got to lead her life]
Mark Well, that's that, then. Here we go.
Mark Fuck's sake.
Franco All right, doll.
Girl Thanks.
Franco Looking good, baby.
Girl Not bad yourself, daddy-o.
Franco Why, bring it over here.
Girl Really?
Girl I'm not wearing any knickers.
Franco For fuck's sake. Well, tell you what... Just away for a piss. Back in a moment. We'll see what's happening, okay?
Girl All right, then.
Franco Aye.
Impromptu Song Suggestion Amidst Tension
Security guard You not gonna give us a song?
Renton I can sing. I'll just... I'll just fucking make something up. You can play the piano.
Simon I can't play the fucking piano.
Renton You know those two chords. The fucking F and G march you used to play at school. Do that. Good evening. My mate and I would like to sing a song that we wrote.
[''Renton takes the stage and Simon takes the piano'']
Renton No. Is... Is that it? It was the year of 1690, on the 11th of July, or the first in Julian calendar. Wait, wait, wait. Give me something with a little bit of rhythm. Here we go. It was on the field of battle, of hope we were bereft, but by the time that it was over, there were no more Catholics left.
Renton We looked up to King William, on his chin a royal cleft, and by the time that it was over, there were no more Catholics left. Aye! Fucking right. His strategy was strong, his strategy was deft, by the time that it was over, there were no more Catholics left, the battle now victorious. We foiled his papist theft, when the time was over, there were no more Catholics left, aye!
Complicated Relationships and Personal Reflections
Veronika Simon and I do not sleep together.
Mark No? I had wondered.
Veronika Once, but... I'm his girlfriend, but it's business, really. Simon is not a good person. But I like him. More than he likes himself, I think.
Mark Right, but if you're not... If there's no physical aspect to your relationship, I mean, you don't want to be, like... You know, wasting your time.
Veronika What's "choose life"?
Mark What?
Veronika Choose life." Simon says it sometimes. He says, "Choose life, Veronika.
Veronika I like you, Mark.
Frustration Over Betrayal and Lost Opportunities
Simon "Sick Boy" Williamson And what does he think I am? A whore? He can just pay me off 4000 pounds, not even the interest? What am I supposed to do with that? Buy a fucking time machine? Live my life all over again? Maybe this time without being robbed by my best fucking friend!
[Veronika counting the money]
Questioning Perceptions of Identity and Worth
Francis Begbie What do they think I am eh? Do they think I am like one of these cunts in the ] that ]?
[[The Bible|bible; [W:bibilical longevity |live forever]
Identifying Marks and Anonymity in Video
Lawyer So, are you the woman in the video?
Veronika My face is not seen.
Lawyer Do you have any identifying marks? Tattoos on your buttocks?
Veronika Certainly not.
Lawyer On your ]?
[[w:Perineum|perineum; ''Veronika looks confused and Mark leans over to whisper'']
Mark It's the bit of skin between your ] and your ].
[[w:vagina|vagina; [w:anus|bumhole]
Viktoria That's disgusting.
Lawyer So you're not ]. May I ask, what is your relationship with the accused?
[[w:Vajazzle|vajazzled]
Veronika We are friends.
Lawyer Mark.
[''Mark walks back over'']
Lawyer She's too young for you.
[''Mark walks away unimpressed'']
Mark Here it is. "EU Small Business Development Loans. Zero-interest loans distributed regionally towards projects that stimulate regeneration of formerly industrial areas. Loans are available of up to 100,000. Applications should be made online, which may be followed by an invitation to present a business plan.
[''Reading off laptop'']
Simon Blah, blah, fucking blah.
Mark I'm trying to help you, Simon. We're blowing all that cashpoint money on lawyer's fees.
Simon You could've got someone cheaper.
Mark Well, I wouldn't have had to get anyone at all if you hadn't engaged in fucking blackmail. Is there anything left of your 4,000 I gave you?
Simon No, I've got expenses, just like everyone else.
Mark What, all of it? You snorted the whole fucking wad?
Simon It's called debt, Mark.
Mark The point is, we need cash now, not in six months time.
Simon And you realize what's at stake here? I promised to set up a sauna for Veronika. And if I don't get it up and running soon, she's gonna leave me.
Mark Fucking leave you anyway.
Simon No, it's not gonna happen.
Mark Is she actually even with you?
Simon She's my girlfriend.
Mark You've never ever been a normal junkie.
Simon I have fucked her, and I'll fuck her again.
Mark What? When she was working at the sauna?
Simon That's not fair. You know, since we're having this conversation, I can tell you that fully consensual, emotionally driven, not-for-profit sexual intercourse has been attained.
Mark Simon, you're a romantic.
Simon Veronika and I have had our rough patches. I'll be the first to admit that.
Mark Shall we submit this application?
Simon Do what you want, but I need someone on-site working. I need progress. Now.
A Keepsake to Preserve Memories
Tulloch What is this?
Sick Boy This is for you.
Tulloch What?
Sick Boy It's a recording. Keep sake, so the memory need never fade.
Tulloch Who are you?
Sick Boy I'm your blackmailer and your salvation. You cooperate with me, no one will ever see this video. Now my research suggests that he's the deputy head master of one of Edinburgh leading private schools. you earn near enough 70,000 pounds per annum. It's not in my interest to squeeze you too hard, but it is not in your interest to provoke me. So let's meet in the middle. 10% of your salary per annum paid monthly on a rolling indefinite basis.
Tulloch You disgusting shite! I will not stand for this!
Sick Boy Naturally, you'll have to lie to your wife. If you need inspiration, just imagine her reaction to that . Or how will this make interest of pupils at your elite private school. They might enjoy the interlude with the strap-on. I know I did.
[''Shows the pen drive'']
Sick Boy I am gonna text you the details of the bank account. I expect to see a 1000 pounds payment in there by the end of the week.
Confronting Addiction and the Path to Change
Spud I can feel again Mark, you know. I need to detox the system.
Renton Oh Spud, detox the system... What does it even mean? It doesn't mean anything. It's not getting it out of your body, that is the problem, it is getting it out of your mind! You are an addict!
Spud You think I haven't heard that a 100,000 times Mark? You go 12 steps ahead of me comrade.
Renton So be addicted. Be addicted to something else.
Spud Like running until I feel sick?
Renton Yes! Or something else. You've got to channel it! You've got to control it! People try all sorts. Some people do boxing.
Spud Boxing?
Renton Well, it's just an example. I don't... I don't mean you should...
Spud So what did you channel it into?
Renton Getting away.
Confronting Love and Political Realities
Veronika These are not goals. These are political statements. It's still there. I've been there myself several times. You know nothing. You understand nothing. You live in the past. Where I come from the past is something to forget but here it's all you talk about. You are clearly so in love with each other that I feel awkward in your company. Instead of looking at me you should get naked and fuck each other.
A Midnight Revelation of Excess and Deception
Mark And it's midnight. Start again.
Renton So, there's this room service guy, right? And he comes into the room, and there is ] lying on the bed with two ]. Three in a bed, ] and a little bit of Charlie, and there's banknotes. But they're lying on the banknotes.
[[w:George Best|Georgie Best; [w:Playboy Playmate|Playboy models; [w:champagne|champagne]
Veronika Lying on the money?
Mark Yes.
Veronika Why?
Mark I don't know. Because he has a lot of money. Or at least he had a lot of money at the time, anyway. The room service guy, he comes in, and he sees this scene that I just described to you, and he says, "George Best...
Simon Greatest footballer of all time.
Mark Exactly. "The greatest footballer of all time, I have to ask you, "'Where did it all go wrong?'" Where did it all go wrong? Where did it all go wrong? Where did it all go wrong, George Best?
Veronika Yeah, but... I think that the room service guy, you know... I think he makes a very good point. No?
Mark He played for ] in 1979 between stints for the ] and the ]. I went to see him play, apparently. My dad took me. He said, "You've got to see this. You've got to see this player. "Got to see this greatest footballer of all time." So it was a big game, it was a big crowd, and a big guy in front of me. I couldn't see a thing. Not a single thing. Not for 90 minutes. But I've got the program, so... I mean, I've always got that, you know?
[[w:Hibernian F.C.|Hibs; [w:Fort Lauderdale Strikers|Fort Lauderdale Strikers; [w:San Jose Earthquakes|San Jose Earthquakes]
Mark Thin. Thin. Nobody was fat back then.
Simon It's not just the football, is it?
Mark It's the end of austerity. There was no such thing even as a calorie till 1974.
Simon Welcome to the new age of ], ].
[[w:Civil Rights|civil rights; [w:space exploration|space exploration]
Mark You know what happened in 1974? The first ] in the UK.
[[w:List of countries with McDonald's restaurants|McDonald's]
Simon He's basically ] with ].
[[w:John Barry|John Barry; [w:football boots|football boots]
Mark See, look at that guy. He would be scrawny today.
Simon A great, swaggering, filthy piece of music.
Mark But then... That was totally normal till 1974. It's insurrection!
Simon That's the beauty of what he does.
Mark You know what happened in 1974? First McDonald's. ]. ].
[[w:South London|South London; [w:Woolich|Woolwich]
Simon Cheers. Up your ass.
Mark Placebo.
Simon There's a fucking...
Mark Do it. Let's do it. Fuck off.
Simon Yeah!
Mark Yeah!
A Family Conversation About Frank Jr.
Frank Junior. You coming, for fuck's sake?
June Frank.
Frank What? What is it now?
June The boy.
Frank What about him?
June See, Frank, please don't be angry. It's just, he's not really...
Frank Not really," what?
Frank Jr. Sorry, Dad.
Frank The fuck is that? You cannot go with me dressed like that.
Frank Jr. See, I don't really think, you know, I'm into it.
June He doesn't want to go, Frank.
Frank Doesn't want to go? Where else you gonna go?
Frank Jr. I was actually gonna go and meet some friends from the college. From the college, is it?
Frank Right. Well, that's a blow and no mistake, no two ways about that.
Frank Jr. Sorry, Dad.
Frank Some way to treat your old man.
June Please, Frank.
Frank You shut the fuck up! Hotel fucking management.
Frank You put him up to this.
Frank Jr. Dad, it's not like that.
Frank Shut the fuck up! "Dad." Maybe I'm not your dad. I see it now.
June No, Frank.
Frank Jr. Dad, leave it.
Frank Leave it"? I don't want to fucking leave it! What if I don't want to fucking leave it? What you gonna do about that, eh? Tell you what...
June No, Frank!
Frank Shut it. Come on. Stick one on then, you cunt. Take a fucking swipe at me. Do it. Do it! No, you cannot fucking do that. See, if you were my son, you'd have stabbed us there. I'd be lying, breathing my last through a hole in my chest. But you cannot fucking do that.
Secrets and Confessions Among Friends
Mark I didn't know.
Simon Okay, okay. I might've heard something. I'm sorry I didn't mention it.
Mark You might've heard something?
Simon All right, fuck it. I knew. I knew, and I could have served you up to him on a plate any time I wanted to.
Mark I bet you were fucking looking forward to it, too, weren't you?
Simon Yeah, yeah, I was. I was looking forward to it.
Mark I ought to fucking kill you.
Mark Fuck is this?
Doyle It's Mark and Simon, right? Do you know who I am? Good. So you know that I own a couple of saunas in the north of Edinburgh. In fact, you boys should know, I own all the saunas in Edinburgh. So your venture was never gonna happen, was it? I couldn't have you on my doorstep in competition for my members of staff, for my clientele. It was never gonna happen, Simon, was it?
Simons No, Mr. Doyle.
Doyle Right answer. I wouldn't let it happen. And it's not gonna happen, right? Thankfully for you two, I've done some due diligence on you, and what I hear is you're a couple of losers. Two absolute losers. How's that sound, Simon?
[''Scene of Doyle is showing their picture on his phone to sauna girls who nod in recognition'']
Simon Yeah, yeah, that's probably right enough.
Doyle Aye. "Probably right enough." Right answer. Take your clothes off. All of them. Fuck's sake.
Mark Probably right enough, Mr. Doyle.
Simon If you groveled a bit more, we might not be going home in the buff.
Mark At least I have my dignity.
Simon Is that what you're calling it?
Mark Are you ready?
Simon No.
Mark Come on.
Reconnecting After Two Decades Apart
Simon Hello Mark.
Mark Simon.
Simon So what you've been up to... for 20 years?
Mark I've been in ].
[[w:Amsterdam|Amsterdam]
Simon Nice.
Mark Alright.
Simon So what else? Married?
Mark Aye.
Simon Nice.
Mark Dutch woman.
Simon Kids?
Mark Two.
Simon Boys or girls?
Mark One of each.
Simon Wee mark ey? Raise a chip off the old block.
Mark James actually, and Lora. How about you?
Simon I have a son. He is in London with his fucking whore mother.
Mark See him?
Simon Pretty regular, currently once every ten years!
Mark Alright.
Sick Boy Job?
Mark Aye. I did an accounting course. I work for a small business. Stock management software for the retail sector.
Simon Very nice. Well, as you can see I run my old aunty's pub. Very few customers, then they don't spend much. Sometimes I... I wonder if it's worth opening. The great wave of gentrification is yet to engulf us. There we go, eh? My lotted life!
Mark I see.
Simon six...teen...thousand...pounds! You thieving fucking bastard!
[While beating mark]
Mark You missed the trick, that's what hurts isn't it? I had the brains and fucking balls to steal the money, and you didn't!
Struggles for Dignity in Difficult Situations
Mr. Wilson Give us your hands Frank, I am off for a dump.
Begbie Oh come on, give us a break.
Mr. Wilson That's the regulations Frank.
Begbie Where the fuck am I going to go. All these chips stuck to me. Give a man a bit of dignity for one sec.
Mr. Wilson All right. All right, Frank.
Begbie You're a good man Mr. Wilson. I respect you for that.
Begbie You fucking prick!
Unexpected Reunion Between Simon and Franco
Simon Hello, Franco.
Franco Simon.
Simon But you're not...
Franco I'm out.
Simon Out"?
Franco Aye. Fucking shut up.
Simon Yeah, sorry if I seemed a little shocked to see you, Frank. It's just... Well, I was gonna... I was gonna deal with this myself and then give you the good news, but... You're not gonna believe this. So, two days ago, I got a call from an old friend of mine. Gav Temperly. You remember him?
Franco Aye.
Simon Anyway. He's on business in Amsterdam. And he's in a café one morning, and he hears this voice beside him. A whiny, cunty voice.
Franco No.
Simon So he turns around, right? This is two fucking days ago. I'm just getting over it myself. There he is.
Franco Holy fucking moly.
Simon Hasn't changed in 20 years. Very same smug, little cunty grin across his ugly face.
Franco For fuck's sake!
Simon Aye, Renton. Mark fucking Renton. Living in Amsterdam all this time on our money.
Franco Cunt. Did Renton clock him?
Simon No. So Gav followed him. He went into an office block not far from the center of town. And Gav had to split then, but he's gonna go back. He's gonna hang out, he's gonna follow Renton home, and then...
Franco And we're gonna pay him a visit.
Simon Exactly.
Franco I need a passport.
Simon I can get you one. I'll take some weapons. Well, we can probably get weapons there, Franco.
Franco Aye. Probably. They've got that kind of stuff in Amsterdam, eh?
Simon Aye. Now, the important thing is for you to keep your head down. Low profile till the passport comes through, till I get the tickets. Cause this is an opportunity, Frank.
Franco Right.
Simon I'm gonna fucking tear him to pieces.
Franco You most definitely fucking will.
Simon Simon and I do not sleep together.
Franco No? I had wondered.
Simon Once, but...
The Burden of Choice in Life
Mark Renton Choose life." "Choose life" was ]. And we used to add things to it. So I might say, for example, choose... ] in ]. Choose ]. Choose ]. ] and ] ]. Choose an ] ] by a woman ], and stick it in the pocket of your jacket fresh from a ]. Choose ], ], ], ] and ]. Choose ]. Tell the world what you had for ] and ]. ], ]. Choose ] from your ] to ]. Human interaction reduced to nothing more than ]. Choose ten things you never knew about ] who'd had surgery. ]. Choose ], ], ], and an endless tide of depressing ]. Choose ]. Choose a zero-hour contract and a two-hour journey to work, and choose the same for your kids, only worse. And maybe tell yourself it's better that they never happened. And then sit back and smother the pain with ]. Choose unfulfilled promise and wishing you'd done it all differently. Choose never learning from your own mistakes. Choose watching history repeat itself. Choose the slow reconciliation towards what you can get rather than what you always hoped for. Settle for less and keep a brave face on it. Choose disappointment. And choose ]. And as they fall from view, a piece of you dies with them. Until you can see that one day in the future, piece by piece, they will all be gone. And there'll be nothing left of you to call alive or dead. Choose your ], Veronika. Choose life. Anyway, it amused us at the time.
[''Monologue that is a reference to the beginning of the first film, to Veronika in a restaurant''; [w:War on drugs|a well-meaning slogan from a 1980s antidrug campaign; [w:Lingerie|Designer lingerie; [w:On-again, off-again relationship|the vain hope of kicking some life back into a dead relationship; [w:handbag|handbags; [w:high-heeled shoe|high-heeled shoes; [w:Cashmere wool|Cashmere; [w:silk|silk; [materialism|to make yourself feel what passes for happy; [iPhone|iPhone; [w:Made in China (disambiguation)|made in China; [suicide|who jumped out of a window; [w:Sweatshop|South Asian firetrap; [Facebook|Facebook; [Twitter|Twitter; [w:Snapchat|Snapchat; [w:Instagram|Instagram; [w:troll (slang)|a thousand other ways to spew your bile across people you've never met; [w:user profile|updating your profile; [w:breakfast|breakfast; [w:indifference|hope that someone, somewhere cares; [w:cyberstalking|Choose looking up old flames; [Vanity|desperate to believe that you don't look as bad as they do; [w:Liveblogging|live-blogging; [masturbation|first wank; [death|your last breath; [Information|data; [Celebrity|celebrities; [w:Anti-abortion movements|Choose screaming about abortion; [w:Off-color humor|rape jokes; [w:Slut-shaming|slut shaming; [w:Revenge porn|revenge porn; [misogyny|misogyny; [w:9/11 conspiracy theories|9/11 never happened, and if it did, it was the Jews; [w:Crack cocaine|an unknown dose of an unknown drug made in somebody's fucking kitchen; [Grief|losing the ones you loved; [future]
Confrontation of Betrayal and Loss
Daniel "Spud" Murphy You ruined my life, and now you're ruining my fucking death too!
[Renton has just saved Spud from asphyxiating]
Confrontation About Recovery and Responsibility
Franco All right, Murphy?
Murphy Franco.
Franco Sit down, sit down. Now... So where is he? Don't say, "Who? Don't say, "I don't know." Just fucking tell me where he is. Still a junkie, Murphy?
Murphy No. I'm clean now, Frank.
Franco You? Clean? Fucking joke. What is all this shit anyway?!
[''Observing yellow pages taped to the wall'']
Murphy It's just, like, stories and that.
Franco Stories"? What are you writing stories for? Who's gonna read shit written by a cunt like you?
Murphy Just thought maybe my grandchildren, or...
Franco You got grandchildren?
Murphy No.
Franco What you writing fucking stories for them for?! They may not even like stories! You thought of that?!
Murphy No. That's a good point, Franco.
Franco The sweat was lashing off Sick Boy." Sick... Sick Boy? What, is it about him?!
Murphy It's about all of us, like.
Franco All of you?! About me?!
Murphy No, not about you.
Franco Fucking better not be. "Strolling Through the Meadows." Here, read it.
[''Hands page to Murphy'']
Murphy What?!
Franco Read it!
Murphy Strolling Through the Meadows. The pubs, like, dead busy. It's full o loco-locals and festival types. Cause the festival was going on, see, in the story. They're all having a little snort before heading off to the next show. Beg... Beg... I was definitely gonna cut this bit out, Frank.
Franco Well, fucking read it.
Murphy Begbie's pissed his jeans.
Franco I remember that night. Read on.
Murphy What?
Franco Read on. Read on.
Murphy The boy, likes, just wouldn't hand over the wallet, even when Begbie pulled the knife, like. The last words I heard the dude say was, You won't use that. Begbie went fucking crazy, got, like, that carried away with the bladework, you know. We nearly forgot the wallet, likes. Blood was flowing into the latrine, mixing with the piss.
Franco Blood. Mixing with the piss. It was an ugly sight, man. Murphy. You've got hidden talents, man.
Murphy Then it happens. All I did was put ] in front of Begbie. He takes one fucking gulp out o it. Then he throws the empty glass from his last pint straight over the balcony in a casual backhand motion. The glass crashes down on this girl's head, which splits open as she falls to her knees. Begbie's on his feet and we're racing down the stairs, and he shouts... That lady got glassed! And no cunt leaves here till I find out what cunt did it.
[[w:333 Premium Export Beer|a pint of Export; ''Franco rises up and passionately re-enacts the scene speaking in unison with Murphy'']
Franco That is lovely. What else have you got? What's this? What's this? London, London. Renton had never seen so much money. He stole the money. Took it from his friends.
Murphy What? No, that is just a story, that one. That is just a little story. Renton felt no sympathy for Begbie. No. Renton's real guilt was for Spud. He loved Spud. Spud had never hurt anybody. If there was one person whom Renton would try to compensate, it was Spud.
Franco Compensate"? I'm only gonna fucking ask you this once. How much money did he leave you?
Murphy £4,000. Left it in a locker.
Franco Well, you didn't fucking tell us that at the time.
Murphy I'm sorry, Franco.
Franco Don't fucking move.
Murphy I did steal the money, but they shouldn't have been surprised. I mean, we stole from all sorts of people. Shops, businesses, neighbors, family. Friends was just one more class of victim. In the morning, when you were gone with my money, I was furious, but also I thought,
Franco Course he's taken it. "Why wouldn't he?
Viktoria Daniel?
Murphy It's me. I'm not here.
Viktoria What do you mean, you're not here?
Murphy Go! Veronika, you cannot be here. Please. It's not safe for you, kitten-cat. You got to vamoose.
Viktoria What happened?
Murphy Tell Mark. Tell Simon. They need to run quick. The Beggar is on the loose. Please, Veronika, he'll be back at any minute.
Viktoria Who will be back?
[''Franco appears in doorway'']
Franco Well, well, well. Rescue. This your bird, Murphy?
Murphy Please, Franco, leave her alone. She has nothing to do with this.
[''Franco forces Veronika up against a wall with his face menacing hers'']
Franco Course she hasn't. What would she be doing with an ugly cunt like you? What's your name, doll?
Viktoria Veronika.
Franco Veronika. Well, that's lovely. And how do you know Mr. Murphy here?
Viktoria Simon.
Franco Simon? Good old Simon. And what about Simon's very best friend? You know him and all? You got a phone?
Viktoria A phone?
Franco Aye. A mobile phone. You know the kind of thing.
Viktoria Yes.
Franco Give it.
Viktoria But you have to let us go. Both of us.
Murphy Another?
Viktoria No, I'm fine.
Murphy Where are you going? You shouldn't be out in this neck of the woods, kitten-cat.
Viktoria I have a plan for us.
Murphy What?
Franco We went for a piss in the old ]. Me, Renton and Begbie. Place was empty, soon to be demolished. Some size o station this was. Used to be steam engines to all over from here. Choo-fucking-choo! An old drunkard, whom Begbie had been looking at, lurched up to us, wine bottle in his hand. What're you up to, lads, eh? Trainspotting? In Leith Central? He says, laughing. I noticed Begbie seemed strangely subdued and uncomfortable. They fucking turn it on for you. Fucking shit-bag! It was only then I realized the old wino was Begbie's father. First, there is an opportunity. And then, there's a betrayal. And that's how it ends.
[[w:Leith Central Station|Leith Central Station]