Trainspotting Quote
[ Telling Renton the truth about Begbie's story ]
Tommy : It was Wednesday morning. We were in the Volley, playing pool. That much is true. But, Begbie is playing absolutely fucking 'gash!' [ Cuts to pool hall ]
Tommy : He's got a hangover so bad, he can barely hold the cue, never mind pot a ball. And I'm doing my best to lose, you know trying to humour him like. But it's not doing any good. Every time I hit the ball, I seem to pot something. Every time Begbie goes near the table, he fucks it up. [ Tommy aims and hits the cue balls away from a cornered ball ]
Tommy : Oh, for fuck sake. [ the cue ball bounces around the table but ends up potting the ball he tried to miss ]
Tommy : So he's got the hump, right? But, finally I manage to set it up so that all he's gotta do is to pot the black, to savage a little bit of pride, and maybe not kick my head in, yeah? So he squares up... pressure shot... [ a man at the bar opens a pack of potato chips. The crunching sound putting Begbie off ]
Tommy : And it all goes wrong, big time! [ the same man, eats a potato chip. The even louder crunch noise causes Begbie to rip the table with his cue and knock the cue ball off the table and into Tommy's hand ]
Begbie : Fuck! [ Begbie travels over to the man, and cracks his cue over the man's back ]
Tommy : He picks on this stinky wee gage at the bar, accusing him of putting him off by looking at him. I mean the man hasn't glanced in that direction.
Tommy : It was Wednesday morning. We were in the Volley, playing pool. That much is true. But, Begbie is playing absolutely fucking 'gash!' [ Cuts to pool hall ]
Tommy : He's got a hangover so bad, he can barely hold the cue, never mind pot a ball. And I'm doing my best to lose, you know trying to humour him like. But it's not doing any good. Every time I hit the ball, I seem to pot something. Every time Begbie goes near the table, he fucks it up. [ Tommy aims and hits the cue balls away from a cornered ball ]
Tommy : Oh, for fuck sake. [ the cue ball bounces around the table but ends up potting the ball he tried to miss ]
Tommy : So he's got the hump, right? But, finally I manage to set it up so that all he's gotta do is to pot the black, to savage a little bit of pride, and maybe not kick my head in, yeah? So he squares up... pressure shot... [ a man at the bar opens a pack of potato chips. The crunching sound putting Begbie off ]
Tommy : And it all goes wrong, big time! [ the same man, eats a potato chip. The even louder crunch noise causes Begbie to rip the table with his cue and knock the cue ball off the table and into Tommy's hand ]
Begbie : Fuck! [ Begbie travels over to the man, and cracks his cue over the man's back ]
Tommy : He picks on this stinky wee gage at the bar, accusing him of putting him off by looking at him. I mean the man hasn't glanced in that direction.
Movie: Trainspotting
