Spud: First, there's an opportunity. Then... there's a betrayal.
Simon: [in the Highlands with Mark and Spud to remember Tommy] 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?
Renton: Two hours to the next train.
Simon: Oh for fuck's sake.
Renton: 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? Like you were the one who gave Tommy that bad gear?
Renton: How about your baby Dawn she'd be what twenty now?
Veronika: [to Renton and Simon, in Bulgarian] 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.
Renton: Aha.
Cheers.
Simon: Up your ass.
Renton: Placebo.
Veronika: [laughs]
Begbie: [Begbie drops Viagra in his bathroom stall]
Renton: [Renton laughs]
Renton: What's all this then? Planning a special event are we, sir?
Begbie: Give me the tablets, pal!
Renton: Remember not to exceed the stated dose.
Begbie: Give me the fucking tablets
or I'll come through there and pound your fucking head in!
Renton: Alright fucking calm down.
Renton: For fuck's sake.
Begbie: Cunt.
Renton: Prick!
Begbie: [Begbie and Renton realize who they're talking to]
Renton: [Renton slowly heads toward the stall
door]
Begbie: [Begbie slowly looks over the side of the stall] CUNT!
Spud: "We went for a piss in the old Leith Central Station. Me, Renton and Begbie. Place was empty, soon to be demolished. An old drunkard whom Begbie had been looking at, lurched up to us, wine bottle in his hand."
Begbie's Father: What're you up to, lads, eh? Trainspotting? In Leith Central?
Spud: "He says laughing. I noticed
Begbie seemed strangely subdued and uncomfortable. It was only then I realised. The old wino was Begbie's father."
Begbie: There's something I have to do tonight, and then I'm going away. One way or another, it'll be a long time before you see me again. So I just thought I'd come by. I just thought I'd come by and say good luck, son. That's all.
Frank Juror: Thanks, Dad.
Begbie: See, it's difficult for me, 'cause... We never had any of that when
I was a boy. Not, like, hotel...
Frank Juror: Management.
Begbie: Aye, hotel fucking management, all that shit. I never has any of that. Still... World changes, eh, June? Even if we don't. So... Look after yourself, son.
[pause]
Begbie: The old wino was my father. This fool is yours. You'll be a better man than either
of us.
Diane: So, are you the woman in the video?
Veronika: My face is not seen.
Diane: Do you have any identifying marks? Tattoos on your buttocks?
Veronika: Certainly not.
Diane: On your perineum?
[pause]
Renton: [softly] It's the bit of skin between your
vagina and your bumhole.
Veronika: That's disgusting.
Diane: So you're not vajazzled.
Simon: You know, since we're having this conversation, I can tell you that fully consentual, emotionally driven, not-for-profit sexual intercourse has been attained.
Renton: Simon, you're a romantic.
Renton: I did steal the money, but they shouldn't have been surprised. I mean, we stole from all sorts of people. Shops, businesses, neighbours, family. Friends was just one more class of victim.
Renton: What are you gonna do?
Veronika: I'm going to be the madame in Simon's bordello.
Renton: But really... What are you gonna do?
Veronika: I don't know. I should go home. But... To go home with nothing? No qualification, no career, not even bringing money.
Renton: What's at home?
Veronika: You know. Emotional attachment. That's all.