A-15 UPPER LANDING OF STAIRCASE - (FROM BELOW)
Phyllis Dietrichson stands looking down. She is in her early
thirties. She holds a large bath-towel around her very
appetizing torso, down to about two inches above her knees.
She wears no stockings, no nothing. On her feet a pair of
high-heeled bedroom slippers with pom-poms. On her left ankle
a gold anklet.
scattered by a strike.
wheeling and thrusting a black gloved fist into the air.
Stitched above the breast pocket of his all-in-one is his
first name, "Jesus".
griphus: I'm sorry but the introduction of the Jesus in The Big Lebowski beats the Dude's ten to one.
For brevity it's hard to beat the introduction of William Holden's character in The Wild Bunch.
The opposition all wear an identical strip (Arsenal), whereas Renton and his friends wear an odd assortment of gear....
Sick Boy commits a sneaky foul and indignantly denies it.
Begbie commits an obvious foul and make no effort to deny it.
Spud, in goal, lets the ball in between his legs.
Tommy kicks the ball as hard as he can.
Renton's litany continues over the action:
RENTON (v.o): Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.
Renton is hit straight in the face by the ball. He lies back on the astroturf. Voice-over continues.
But who would want to do a thing like that?
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