David Graham Scott was 23 when he and his wife Denise became heroin addicts. He was devoted to heroin like a convert to a new faith. It may sound weird but being a junkie gave him a sense of identity. He made experimental films about his needle fixation and the obsession with death increased his devotion to addictive drugs.
In 1988 after splitting up with Denise he moved to Glasgow where he thought he'll be able to put his heroin addiction behind him, but it wasn't that easy. He found medical help for his drug habits. A doctor supplied him with regular prescription for methadone linctus. This synthetic drug has been the government approved substitute for heroin since the '60s. He replaced an illegal drug addiction with a legal one.
From the mid '90s he worked as a projectionist and in his free time he started to make his own film about other heroin addicts in order to try to understand his own addiction. He was stabilized on methadone but still his friends were addicts. He met Dennis in 1990. He'd been a junkie in London back in the '60s. His son Chris was also a heroin addict. David spent most of his time with them on their tiny bed set.
One night and old pall DL turned up. He was fresh out of prison and he'd been starved for drugs for four months. He was desperate for a hit. Having injected heroin himself, David exactly knew what this craving was like, the need to escape reality. With his tolerance down, DL injected a cocktail of heroin and temazepam.
Junkies would do anything to make a little cash. DL was a comical character but he had a huge influence on the others. Soon he had them shoplifting with him. Bizarrely, heroin brought father and son closer together. Chris would often help his dad to shoot up at his neck since veins on his arms had collapsed.