Trainspotting Quotes
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : This was to be my final hit, but let's be clear about this. There's final hits and final hits. What kind was this to be?
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Francis (Franco) Begbie : That lassie got glassed, and no cunt leaves here till we find out what cunt did it.
Man : [ shouts ] Who the fuck are you?
Francis (Franco) Begbie : Yeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! [ kicks him in the crotch ]
Man : [ shouts ] Who the fuck are you?
Francis (Franco) Begbie : Yeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! [ kicks him in the crotch ]
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Sick Boy : Personality, I mean that's what counts, right? That's what keeps a relationship going through the years. Like heroin, I mean heroin's got a great fucking personality.
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Sick Boy : [ Sean Connery accent ] Do you shee the beasht? Have you got it in your shights?
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ aiming the pellet gun at a dog ] Clear enough, Missh Moneypenny! This should preshent no shignificant problemsh! [ shoots the dog which starts attacking its owner ]
Sick Boy : For a vegetarian, Rents, you're a fuckin' EVIL shot!
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ aiming the pellet gun at a dog ] Clear enough, Missh Moneypenny! This should preshent no shignificant problemsh! [ shoots the dog which starts attacking its owner ]
Sick Boy : For a vegetarian, Rents, you're a fuckin' EVIL shot!
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Tommy : How's it going with Gail?
Spud : No joy yet.
Tommy : How long is it?
Spud : Six weeks.
Tommy : Six weeks!
Spud : It's a nightmare. She told me she didn't want our relationship to start on a physical basis as that is how it would be principally defined from then on in.
Tommy : Where did she come up with that?
Spud : She read it in Cosmopolitan.
Tommy : Six weeks and no sex?
Spud : I've got balls like watermelons, I'm telling you.
Spud : No joy yet.
Tommy : How long is it?
Spud : Six weeks.
Tommy : Six weeks!
Spud : It's a nightmare. She told me she didn't want our relationship to start on a physical basis as that is how it would be principally defined from then on in.
Tommy : Where did she come up with that?
Spud : She read it in Cosmopolitan.
Tommy : Six weeks and no sex?
Spud : I've got balls like watermelons, I'm telling you.
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[ in ladies' room ]
Gail : I read it in Cosmopolitan.
Lizzie : It's an interesting theory.
Gail : Actually it's a nightmare. I've been desperate for a shag but watching him suffer was just too much fun!
Gail : I read it in Cosmopolitan.
Lizzie : It's an interesting theory.
Gail : Actually it's a nightmare. I've been desperate for a shag but watching him suffer was just too much fun!
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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ narrating ] This was typical of Mikey Forrester.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : What the fuck are these?
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ narrating ] In the normal run of things, I would have nothing to do with the cunt. But this was not the normal run of things.
Mikey Forrester : Opium suppositories. Ideal for your purposes. Slow release. Bring you down gradual. Custom fucking designed for your needs.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : I want a fucking hit!
Mikey Forrester : That's all I've got, matey, take it or leave it. [ Renton considers this and eventually takes the Opium suppositories and inserts them ]
Mikey Forrester : Aye, you feel better the now right?
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Oh, yeah, for all the good they've done me, I might as well have stuck them up my arse!
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : What the fuck are these?
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ narrating ] In the normal run of things, I would have nothing to do with the cunt. But this was not the normal run of things.
Mikey Forrester : Opium suppositories. Ideal for your purposes. Slow release. Bring you down gradual. Custom fucking designed for your needs.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : I want a fucking hit!
Mikey Forrester : That's all I've got, matey, take it or leave it. [ Renton considers this and eventually takes the Opium suppositories and inserts them ]
Mikey Forrester : Aye, you feel better the now right?
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Oh, yeah, for all the good they've done me, I might as well have stuck them up my arse!
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Francis (Franco) Begbie : It was fuckin' obvious that that cunt was gonnae fuck some cunt.
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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Heroin had robbed Renton of his sex drive, but now it returned with a vengeance. And as the impotence of those days faded into memory, grim desperation took hold of his sex-crazed mind. His post-junk libido, fuelled by alcohol and amphetamine, taunted him remorselessly with his own unsatisfied desire.
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Begbie : Armed robbery. With a replica. I mean, how the fuck can it be armed robbery with a fucking replica?
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Begbie : You sorry enough for being a fat fucking cunt?
Pub Heavy : Fuck you. If you can't hold a pint you shouldn't be in a pub. Fuck off.
Pub Heavy : Fuck you. If you can't hold a pint you shouldn't be in a pub. Fuck off.
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Begbie : Picture the scene: The other fuckin' week there, doin' the fuckin' Volley with Tommy, playing pool. I'm playing like Paul-Fuckin'-Newman by the way. Givin' the boy here the tannin' of a lifetime. So it comes to there, during the last shot, the deciding ball of the whole tournament. I'm on the black and he's sittin' in the corner looking all fuckin' biscuit-arsed. When this hard cunt comes in. Obviously fuckin' fancied himself, like. Starts staring at me. Lookin' at me, right fuckin' at me, as if to say, "Come ahead, square go." You ken me, I'm not the type of cunt that goes looking for fuckin' bother, like, but at the end of the day I'm the cunt with a pool cue and he can get the fat end in his puss any time he fucking wanted like. So I squares up, casual like. What does the hard cunt do? Or the so-called hard cunt? Shites it. Puts down his drink, turns, and gets the fuck out of there. And after that, well, the game was mine.
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Sick Boy : It's certainly a phenomenon in all walks of life.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : What do you mean?
Sick Boy : Well, at one time, you've got it, and then you lose it, and it's gone forever. All walks of life: George Best, for example. Had it, lost it. Or David Bowie, or Lou Reed...
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Some of his solo stuff's not bad.
Sick Boy : No, it's not bad, but it's not great either. And in your heart you kind of know that although it sounds all right, it's actually just shite.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : So who else?
Sick Boy : Charlie Nicholas, David Niven, Malcolm McLaren, Elvis Presley...
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : OK, OK, so what's the point you're trying to make?
Sick Boy : All I'm trying to do is help you understand that The Name of The Rose is merely a blip on an otherwise uninterrupted downward trajectory.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : What about The Untouchables?
Sick Boy : I don't rate that at all.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Despite the Academy Award?
Sick Boy : That means fuck all. Its a sympathy vote.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Right. So we all get old and then we can't hack it anymore. Is that it?
Sick Boy : Yeah.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : That's your theory?
Sick Boy : Yeah. Beautifully fucking illustrated.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : What do you mean?
Sick Boy : Well, at one time, you've got it, and then you lose it, and it's gone forever. All walks of life: George Best, for example. Had it, lost it. Or David Bowie, or Lou Reed...
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Some of his solo stuff's not bad.
Sick Boy : No, it's not bad, but it's not great either. And in your heart you kind of know that although it sounds all right, it's actually just shite.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : So who else?
Sick Boy : Charlie Nicholas, David Niven, Malcolm McLaren, Elvis Presley...
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : OK, OK, so what's the point you're trying to make?
Sick Boy : All I'm trying to do is help you understand that The Name of The Rose is merely a blip on an otherwise uninterrupted downward trajectory.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : What about The Untouchables?
Sick Boy : I don't rate that at all.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Despite the Academy Award?
Sick Boy : That means fuck all. Its a sympathy vote.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Right. So we all get old and then we can't hack it anymore. Is that it?
Sick Boy : Yeah.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : That's your theory?
Sick Boy : Yeah. Beautifully fucking illustrated.
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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : It seems, however, I really am the luckiest guy in the world. Several years of addiction right in the middle of an epidemic, surrounded by the living dead. But not me. I'm negative. It's official. And once the pain goes away, that's when the real battle starts. Depression, boredom... You feel so fucking low, you want to fucking top yourself.
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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ narrating ] Heroin makes you constipated. The heroin from my last hit was fading, and the suppositories had yet to melt. [ moans loudly, doubles over ]
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : I'm no longer constipated.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : I'm no longer constipated.
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Diane : [ Mark has spent the previous night having sex with Diane only to realize she was an underage schoolgirl ] Well, what's the matter, Mark?
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : It's you that's what's wrong!
Diane : Well at least us hold hands.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : No, we're not holding hands!
Diane : No? But you seemed a lot more happy to do more last night. There's nothing wrong with it.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Its illegal that's what's wrong with it! You know what they do to people like me in prison? They cut your balls off and flush them down the toilet.
Diane : Calm down; you're not going to prison.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : That's very easy for you to say Diane!
Diane : Can I see you again?
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ scoffs ] Certainly not!
Diane : If you don't see me again, I'll tell the police.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ turns around and stares at Diane blankly ]
Diane : I'll see you around then.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : It's you that's what's wrong!
Diane : Well at least us hold hands.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : No, we're not holding hands!
Diane : No? But you seemed a lot more happy to do more last night. There's nothing wrong with it.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Its illegal that's what's wrong with it! You know what they do to people like me in prison? They cut your balls off and flush them down the toilet.
Diane : Calm down; you're not going to prison.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : That's very easy for you to say Diane!
Diane : Can I see you again?
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ scoffs ] Certainly not!
Diane : If you don't see me again, I'll tell the police.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ turns around and stares at Diane blankly ]
Diane : I'll see you around then.
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Tommy : Useless motherfucker, that's what she called me. I told her, I'm sorry, but these things happen. Let's put it behind us.
Spud : That's fair enough.
Tommy : Yes, but then she finds out I've bought a ticket for Iggy Pop the same night.
Spud : Went ballistic?
Tommy : Big time. Absolutely fucking radge. 'It's me or Iggy Pop, time to decide.'
Spud : So what's it going to be?
Tommy : Well, I've paid for the ticket.
Spud : That's fair enough.
Tommy : Yes, but then she finds out I've bought a ticket for Iggy Pop the same night.
Spud : Went ballistic?
Tommy : Big time. Absolutely fucking radge. 'It's me or Iggy Pop, time to decide.'
Spud : So what's it going to be?
Tommy : Well, I've paid for the ticket.
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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : [ considering the heroin deal after Tommy's funeral ] Two kilos. What's that, about ten years? Mikey Forrester, Russian sailors, what the fuck are you boys on, eh?
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Gail, Lizzie : What are you two talking about?
Spud, Tommy : Football! What are you talking about?
Gail, Lizzie : Shopping!
Spud, Tommy : Football! What are you talking about?
Gail, Lizzie : Shopping!
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Sick Boy : Good chips!
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : ...I can't believe you did that...
Sick Boy : I got a good price for it! Rents I need the money!
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : IT WAS MY FUCKING TELLY!
Sick Boy : Well, Christ. If I knew you were going to get so humpty about it, I wouldn't have bothered!... Fucking rented anyway... [ pointing to Rent's fish ]
Sick Boy : You gonna eat that? [ takes fish anyways ]
Sick Boy : ...Have you got a passport?
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Why?
Sick Boy : I met this bloke, runs a hotel... brothel, LOADS of contacts. Does a nice side-line of punting British passports to foreigners... I could get you a good price...
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : And WHY would I want to sell my passport?
Sick Boy : ...It was just an idea...
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : ...I can't believe you did that...
Sick Boy : I got a good price for it! Rents I need the money!
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : IT WAS MY FUCKING TELLY!
Sick Boy : Well, Christ. If I knew you were going to get so humpty about it, I wouldn't have bothered!... Fucking rented anyway... [ pointing to Rent's fish ]
Sick Boy : You gonna eat that? [ takes fish anyways ]
Sick Boy : ...Have you got a passport?
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : Why?
Sick Boy : I met this bloke, runs a hotel... brothel, LOADS of contacts. Does a nice side-line of punting British passports to foreigners... I could get you a good price...
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : And WHY would I want to sell my passport?
Sick Boy : ...It was just an idea...
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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : You could always get the truth from Tommy. That was one of his major weaknesses. He never told lies, he never took drugs, and he never cheated on anyone.
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Sick Boy : Ursula Andress, the quintessential Bond girl. That's what everyone says. The embodiment of his superiority over us. Beautiful, exotic, highly sexual and totally unavaiable to anyone apart from him. Shite. Let's face it. She can shag one punter from Edinburgh, she'd shag the whole lot of us.
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[ 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.
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Soccer Announcer : [ Diane and Renton has just had sex while Tommy and Lizzie have put on a soccer tape, instead of a homemade sex tape ] He makes it across and he SCORES! What a penetrating goal that was!
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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : We took morphine, diamorphine, cyclizine, codeine, temazepam, nitrazepam, phenobarbitone, sodium amytal, dextropropo xyphene, methadone, nalbuphine, pethidine, pentazocine, buprenorphine, dextromoramide, chlormethiazole. The streets are a wash with drugs you can have for unhappiness and pain, and we took them all. Fuck it, we would of injected vitimin C if only they'd made it illegal.
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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : It wasn't just the baby that died that day. Something inside Sick Boy was lost and never returned. It seemed that he had no theory with which to explain a moment like this... nor did I. Our only response was to keep on going and 'fuck everything'. pile misery upon misery, heap it up on a spoon and dissolve it with a drop of bile, then squirt it into a stinking, puerile vein and do it all over again. Keep on going, getting up, going out, robbing, stealing, fucking people over. Propelling ourselves with longing towards the day that it would all go wrong, because no matter how much you stash, or how much you steal you never have enough. No matter how often you go out and rob and fuck people over, you always need to get up and do it all over again.
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Spud : [ singing ] Did you think I would leave you crying, when there's room on my horse for two? Climb up here, Tommy and don't be dying, I can go just as fast with two. When we grow up we'll both be soldiers And our horses will not be toys, and I wonder if we'll remember when we were two little boys.
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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton : 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.
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