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LONDON PARTY. NIGHT To loud music, and strobing, fractured lights, surrounded by dry ice, Begbie dances near a tall Woman. Other people dance nearby. Begbie gives the thumbs-up to Renton, who sits on a stool at one side drinking from a bottle of beer. Renton looks around the club at the various men and women. RENTON (voice-over): Diane was right. The world is changing, music is changing, drugs are changing, even men and women are changing. One thousand years from now there’ll be no guys and no girls, just wankers. Sounds great to me. It’s just a pity nobody told Begbie. STREET. NIGHT A car sits in a street near the club, windows steamed up. CAR. NIGHT Begbie and the Woman kiss passionately. The woman undoes Begbie’s trousers. PARTY. NIGHT Renton’s gaze continues to wander around. RENTON (voice-over): You see, if you ask me, we’re heterosexual by default, not by decision. It’s just a question of who you fancy. CAR. NIGHT Begbie and the Woman continue their embrace as she unbuttons his shirt. RENTON
