No, man. True Love!

Sick Boy:

So what are you planning with your share, Spud?

Renton:

 Buy yourself that island in the sun?

Begbie:

For four fucking grand? One plam tree,
 a couple of rocks, and a sewage outflow.

Spud:

I don't know, maybe I'll buy something for my ma, 
and then buy some good speed, no bicarb like, 
then get a girl, take her out like, and treat her properly.


Begbie:

Shag her senseless.

Spud:

 No, man. True Love!