Renton: Choose life.Choose a job. Choose a career.Choose a family. Choose a fucking bigtelevision. Choose washing machines, cars,compact-disc players, And electrical tin openers.
[ tires screech ]
[ laughs ] Choose good health,low cholesterol, And dental insurance. Choose fixed-interestmortgage repayments. Choose a starter home.Choose your friends. Choose leisurewearand matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suiteon hire purchase In a range of fucking fabrics. Choose d.I.Y. And wonderingwho the fuck you areon a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couchwatching mind-numbing, Spirit-crushing game shows, Stuffing fucking junk foodinto your mouth.
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[ yelling indistinctly ]
Tommy, go! Renton: Choose rotting awayat the end of it all, Pissing your lastin a miserable home, Nothing more than anembarrassment to the selfish, Fucked-up brats that you'vespawned to replace yourself. Choose your future.Choose life. ś here comes johnny yen again ś ś with the liquor and drugs ś But why would I want to doa thing like that? ś he's gonna doanother striptease ś I chose not to choose life. I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasonswhen you've got heroin?