"[Man #1] We've got a domestic violence report on 21st street, between sixth and central at the chelsea hotel." "Domestic violence at Chelsea Hotel." "[Man #2] We got a 911 report coming in." "Nearest unit, please respond." "D.v. Report." "Domestic violence, Chelsea Hotel." "[Radio chatter, indistinct]" "[Radio chatter continues]" "[Man] Who called 911?" "Did you call 911?" "Did you call 911?" "[Sighs]" "Get sal in here." "Keep the fuckin' press back, will you?" "[Woman crying] No!" "Let's go, kid." "Sid didn't do this." "He didn't do this." "She was nice." "She was." "You know the type." "She's a camp follower." "She was a camp follower." "She would go to bed with anyone, as long as they were part of a group." "Now, officer, please, we try to check everybody." "[Man] Sid and Nancy, they were heroin addicts?" "[Man #2] No, man, they didn't do any drugs." " [Man #3] we don't allow junkies in here, ever." " Yeah, man." "Listen, come here." "Listen, I'm on my way downtown." "You got a couple bucks?" "I don't have any money, all right?" "Come on, man." "I make it a policy." "I never..." "Hey, Sid." "There he is." "That's sid." "Hey, that's Sid Vicious!" "[All clamoring]" "Hey, what happened, Sid?" "[Clamoring continues] Why don't you smile for us, Sid?" "Send him away." "Yeah, smile." "Give us a big smile." "Why did you do it, kid?" "I thought the register said you were married." "Who was the chick, your groupie?" "No!" "Get out, Billy." "Goddamn it!" "He bit my hand!" "That fucker bit my goddamn hand!" "I said get out!" "What the hell you people think this is, a fuckin' mets game?" "Get out!" "Fine." "You made him mad, kid." "You're in big trouble." "I'll see you later, punk." "Big trouble." "[Coughing]" "Why you so tense, kid?" "Look, we just wanna know who the girl was." "Where did you meet her?" "Son?" "Son." "[Sniffles]" "I met her at Linda's." "Linda." "Who's Linda?" "[Man shouting] Linda!" "Lin!" "[Sid] Linda!" " Lindy!" "[Dog barking]" "[Continues barking] Go on." "Go on, Sidney." "Spray the beast." "[Whining]" "Come on." "That's a really good dog." "Boring!" "Linda!" "Boring." "[Whistles] Linda!" "Linda!" "Linda!" "Piss off, dog meat!" "Linda!" "Linda!" "Lin!" "Linda!" " [Whistles] Oi, linda!" " Linda!" "[Shouting continues]" "It's a real waste to smoke that shit." "Don't you have any needles?" "[Glass breaking]" "Great." "I wonder who that is." "Hey." "Naughty boys." "[Together] We're vacant we don't fucking care no." "No "fucking"." "Not "we don't fucking care."" "How many times do I have to tell you?" "I don't care." "[Laughing] Hey, linda, guess what." "What?" "You two got married?" "No, I'm the bass player... in the Osmonds!" " What happened to the other bloke?" " He washed his feet too much." "Sidney never washes his feet." "What's for tea?" "Baked beans or champagne." "Wonderful." "[Laughing]" "[Linda] You fucker." "Nancy, this is Sid and John." "[Burps]" "And they are... the Sex Pistols." "I love the Sex Pistols." "I have all your albums back in New York." "Oh, yeah?" "Well, where's that then?" "[Record scratching] Hi, Johnny ." "I'm Sid." "He's Johnny ." "So, playing a gig tonight?" ""Playing a gig tonight?" Yeah, we're playing a gig tonight." "So what?" "So I can come and check you out and see if you're as shit as people say." "[Sarcastic laughter]" "Fuckin' great we are." "The sex pistols." "Do yourself a favor." "Boring, Sidney." "Boring, boring." "Boring, boring, boring." "Exterminate." "Exterminate." "Boring, boring, boring." "Exterminate." "Exterminate!" "Exterminate!" "Exterminate!" "Exterminate!" "Exterminate!" "Exterminate!" "[Man] Lovely girls and different girls." "All nude all the time." "Step inside and have the time of your life." "Come on, sir." "Take your clothes off and have your dinkle tinkled." "Here we go." "Good evening, boys." "Would you like to step inside?" "These bints, they ain't foreign, is they?" "No, of course not, sir." "Every one an English rose." "They grow on you." "Oh, fuck." "The doorway to the seedy underbelly of London." "Step right up." "Is it fucking worth it?" "Yes, it is!" "Bind me, tie me chain me to the wall what a scumbag." "I wanna be a slave for you all come on." "Oh, bondage up yours oh, bondage no more oh, bondage up yours oh, bondage no more" "chain gang, chain smoke I consume you all chain gang, chain mail I don't care at all oh, bondage up yours [indistinct] Thanks for tellin' me." "Did you see me knock that hippie?" "Good, eh?" "Get up there and fulfill our contractual obligations, all right?" "Good god, what's this?" "A bass guitar." "Hey, sid." "There's dick dent." "Who's dick dent?" "He's just some wanking' journalist... who don't appreciate the Sex Pistols." "Go get him, Sidney." "Go!" "Hey, Sidney." "Come on when you're ready." " All right." " One, two... one, two, three, four." "I, I, I, I I'm not your steppin' stone" "I, I, I, I I'm not your steppin' stone where's the fuckin' bass?" "I try to make a mark in society you're using all the tricks that you used on me" "I know you got your baby in the magazines fuck it!" "The clothes you're wearing are causing a scene" "I, I, I, I I ain't your steppin' stone?" "Fat bastards!" "I, I, I, I I'm not your steppin' stone" "I, I, I, I I'm not your steppin' stone" "I, I, I, I I ain't your steppin' stone?" "Ah, stepping' stone" "[ends [shouting, cheering]" "[Sid] You know, I was so..." "I was so bored once... that I fucked a dog." "[John] Why, Sidney, how low can you get?" "I'm cold." "Is it in yet?" "No." "Well, maybe." "[Burping]" "[Farts]" "[Burping] [Farting]" "Evil." "[Burps] [Farts]" "[Woman] Shut the fuck up!" "[Man] shut up!" "Fuck off!" "Shut up." "Take me fuckin' eye out." "Queer." "I'm starving." "I'm so hungry." "I want a pizza." "[Sniffs]" "You smell like a fuckin' pizza." "Bollocks." "Shut up." "Nancy." "Fuckin' jesus christ." "You're not getting anything." "What?" "You heard." "Fucking americans." "That's all you ever think about... sex." "None of us fucks, see?" "Sex is ugly." "None of your free hippie love shit here." "You're insane." "Give me me blanket." "Fuck off!" "Linda." "Shit." "Fuckin' asshole." "Linda." "How vile." "Sex is boring." "Ugly hippie shit." "Fuckin' insane too." "Fuckin' insane." "[Hard rock on stereo]" "Get the darts, Paul." "Show me your hands." "Keep 'em where I can see 'em." "I'm watchin' you, you bastards." "Hey, Paul." "You fuck off!" "Fuck off!" "Steady on, boys." "Bastards!" "It's not funny." "You could stick me in the eye." "Put it in me brain." "I couldn't play the drums then." "You can't play the fucking drums anyway." "Bollocks." "And speaking of cunts who can't play." "Hello, girls." "Where'd you get your perms?" "You old Rod Stewart look-alike." "You fuckin' tick." "Any chance of running your mascara?" "I don't mean to be mundane or anything, but I either need the drugs or the money." "I'm broke." "I need it." "It's 50 quid." "Fuck you!" "[John laughing]" "Shit." "You get the fuck out!" "[Woman] Mr. Rotten, I'm so pleased... four more pints, sid." "What do you think of Northern Ireland?" "It's all right where it is." "[Sobbing]" "What's the matter?" "Are you all right?" "No!" "Why, do I look all right?" "That fucker in there ripped me off for 50 quid." "The fuckin' scumbag." "What, he stole it from your purse?" "Yeah, almost." "I mean, I gave it to him the first night I was here." "Fuck." "It's embarrassing." "Never trust a junkie." "Are they junkies, are they?" "Isn't everyone?" "You think you can get me some?" "Maybe." "That looks like it hurts." "It does!" "So does this." "You really want some?" "Yeah." "Give me all your money." "Here." "There." "Yeah, yeah, yeah, great." "I'll be back in an hour." "See you here." "At the pub." "[Thunderclap]" "Sid, you coming for a pint?" "Eh?" "Oi, you fuckin' wally, shut the door." "Fuck off, tosser." "No, I'm waitin' for this bird." "Fuckin' "a," man." "What's her name?" "Nancy." "Nancy?" "You mean that American bird, the junkie?" "[Thunderclap] What?" "She ain't a junkie." "That friend of Linda's." "Yeah, Nancy." "She's a junkie." "Fuckin' wanker." "Yeah, well, anyway, I'm waiting for her." "Come on, I'm buying." "You fucking tosser." "Come on." "What's the matter?" "[Shouting] [Thunderclap continues]" "That's one thing you can't say about me is I'm tight, you know." "I am wet." "Come on." "[Laughing]" "[Coughing]" "Fuckin' girl." "I want me money back, right?" "I'm thinkin' of starting' up this club." "Oh, yeah?" "What you gonna call it?" "Wally's gaff." "God, that's really good." "That must have taken you ages to think that up." "Well, it's got a certain ring of street cred about it." "Oh, let's all go to wally's gaff and have a lager." "Seven pounds, 49 pence." "Water... 12.50." "Where you gonna get all the money for this?" "Get a mortgage." "Rod Stewart at 2:00." "[Imitating machine guns]" "Oi, you wankers!" "Wanker!" "Go through that door." "Climb to the top of the stairs." "Don't speak to anyone." "Ask for Ashraf." "And don't let her keep you waiting." "Why do I have to go?" "I got a broken heel." "And don't get burned." "I hate to wait." " [Siren approaching] - [Horns honking]" " Get me out of here!" " What about that chick's gear?" "Jettison." "All right, rod?" "[Laughing]" "What's in this?" "Here, they're your mum's." "Who are these for?" "Motherfuckers, my clothes!" "Hey, you, where's my money?" "Shit!" "Goddamn!" "Look, I gave you some money the other day." "Help me." "Shit." "What about my money?" "Listen, I'm talking to you... shut up and help me!" "I tought to smash your face in." "All my fucking stuff is all wet!" "What about my drugs?" "Here." "Sorry about the mess." "It's these skinheads, see?" "We've seen them off, though." "You can't run drugs on the sidewalk, Johnny ." "What are you, an idiot?" "Sid." "Do you wanna use my gaff?" "What's a gaff?" "Me house." "Me apartment." "He's a club owner." "Where's the fish and chips?" "What fish and chips?" "The fish and chips that you promised to buy us." "Why don't we just go in?" "[Children shouting, cheering]" "No, see, he lets us in and then we do the drugs, and then he goes and gets the fish and chips." "But I wanna do some of the drugs." "Yeah, you will." "We'll save you some." "Cheers." "This is where the bouncers are gonna stand." "[Rock, unamplified]" "Wally." "Like, I was at Cbgb's at this audition, right?" "So this guy says, "can you sing like Debbie Harry?"" "It's a bad deal looking like an established star, let me tell you that." "I mean, I like debbie." "We're really good friends, actually." " You've done this before, right?" " Oh, yeah, yeah." "Good veins." "[Train passing]" "[Vomiting]" "[Coughing]" "Where you going?" "You know." "Know what?" "What?" "Don't you want me to?" "No." "[Electric guitar] Ow!" "Wally!" "We don't fucking care no, no "fucking." It's just, "we don't care."" "Ow." "Be careful." "Pizza time!" "Pizza, my favorite food." "So what are you waiting for, a playback?" "Oh, I like pizza." "How many tracks have you laid?" "None." "We ain't done no songs either." "Why not?" "Sid's still learning it." "Sid, what are you doing?" "I'm eating." "No, you can't have any pizza till you finish... at least one song." "Yes, I can." "No, I'm serious." "What?" "What are you doing here?" "You're in the studio." "These places cost, like, 50 grand a minute." "You could be really shining out." "But what?" "You're just "wonkin"' off." "Wankin'." "What happened toyou?" "Did you try and kiss your mother?" "None of your business." "John got beaten up by fascists." "Five minutes to last orders." "I'm gonna get pissed." "Fuck off." "[Nancy] Want some pizza, Johnny ?" ""Want some pizza, Johnny ?"" "He doesn't like to be called Johnny ." "He likes to be called john." "See ya, Johnny ." "Fuckin' cabbies, that's what we should be." "Make 200 quid a night being a cabbie." "Why don't you fuck off and be one then?" "'Cause it would take 18 months to learn." "You need a driving license too." "And a set of golf clubs." "See ya." "[Tape rewinding]" "[Sighs]" "I don't think Johnny likes me." "He doesn't like anyone." "He's a fool." "You like me, don't you?" "Yeah?" "Mm-hmm." "[Both chuckling]" "Kiss my toes." "You want me to?" "Yeah." "[Punk]" "God save the queen the fascist regime they make you a moron pizza time!" "[Yelling]" "[Burping] Hey, Johnny , I'm gonna have a tattoo on my head..." ""brain damage."" "Sidney, get ahold of that." "[Laughing] [Laughing]" "Funny sights, you fuckin'... why can't he puke over the side?" "That's why we have photographers." "We need an explosion." "Where are you going, Sidney?" "Oh, Malcy Walcy." "Give me some money." "Sidney, as a Sex Pistol, all your human needs are seen to... food, beer, designer wardrobe." "Why do you need money?" "Oh, I don't know." "Little things 'round the house." "What sort of little things?" "What are those bruises on your arms?" "I fell over." "Leave him alone." "Yes, leave me alone." "This man is violent!" "That's my boy." "Talk to our camera there, number two." "I give you complete full, free reign." "You dirty fucking bastard." "[Laughing]" "You dirty fucker." "Good heavens!" "What a fucking rotter." "What a naughty, naughty boy." "Is this your girlfriend, Sid?" "We both are." "You gonna give us any money for this?" "Fucking villain." "[Shouts]" "Think of a name for my baby." "Bastard." "Good, huh?" "[Chuckles]" "Sid, look." "Look!" "Hey, that's really cool." "Hey, where's the key?" "What key?" "Your mum says you're a nice boy." "Any comment?" "Nancy!" "Not my hair!" "Bloody hell!" "I am an antichrist" "I am an anarchist don't know what I want but I know how to get it" "I wanna destroy passerby 'cause I wanna be anarchy" "no dog's body [siren wailing] Anarchy for the uk it's coming sometime, maybe?" "I'll give the wrong time stop a traffic line your future dream is a shopping [music stops]" "I didn't know pigs could swim." "[Spits]" "[People clamoring]" "[Indistinct]" "[Continues]" "[Shouting]" "[Screaming]" "[Indistinct]" "[No audio]" "Mom, guess what." "We got married." "Me and Sid." "Sid Vicious, you remember, from the Sex Pistols." "Hello, mom." "Hello." "What?" "No." "You'll love him too." "[Chuckling] Yeah." "So... so, anyway, why don't you send us a wedding present for our honeymoon?" "No, we don't need any sheets." "Why don't you send us some money?" "Well, it's early there, right?" "So you could go to american express, like, right now before it closes... and send us $200, and then Sid could pick it up here tomorrow, like, first thing when they open." "Why not?" "I am so married." "I am!" "What do you mean?" "He loves me more than you do!" "Yes, I am!" "No!" "Shut up!" "Listen to me!" "If you don't send us the money right now, we're both gonna fucking die!" "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" "Fuck you!" "I fuckin' hate them!" "I fucking hate them!" "[Yells]" "Fucking motherfuckers!" "They wouldn't send us any money!" "They said we'd spend it on drugs!" "We would." "Myself my beautiful self no feelings no feelings no feelings for anybody else" "hello and good-bye and runaway sue follow me around like a pretty pot of glue" "I kick you in the head you've got nothing to say get out of my way 'cause I gotta get away you never realize I take the piss out of you you come up and see me and I beat you black and blue I'm bored!" "I could be standing over at lions and, like, pulling." "Punks don't go out pulling." "They go to fucking boring gigs like this." "That's what it's all about." "I ain't gonna be a punk no more." "What you gonna be then, clive, a skinhead?" "I'm gonna be a rude boy, like my dad." "There ain't no moonlight after midnight" "I see you silly people out looking for delight well, I'm so happy and feeling so fine" "I'm watching all the rubbish you're wasting my time" "I look around your house you've got nothing to steal" "I kick you in the brains when you get down and kneel and pray phoebe, how would you like to supervise our Sidney for a month or two?" "No way." "Go on." "You'd be a god influence on the boy." "Why not?" "Infectious hepatitis, loony girlfriend, drugs." "Boys will be boys." "It's time he went back to his mum's." "Your Daddy's gone away be back another day see his picture hangin' on your wall" "fuck." "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck it!" "What?" "What's the matter?" "Fuck it!" "I can't find it, my action man." "You mean G.I. Joe." "I had it in me hands five minutes ago." "I've had it since I was a kid." "It's very valuable." "I want to kill." "Wait, flying in, telly Savalas." "[Screaming] Oh, no." "Oh, no!" "He's drowning!" "We tried to save him, but it was too late." "[Gunshots on TV]" "I used to have a special hair barbie." "You mean Sindy, Nancy." "No, I mean barbie, Sidney." "I'll never look like barbie." "Barbie doesn't have bruises." "Sid, look at this." "I look disgusting." "Look, Nancy." "Why don't you do these dishes please, eh?" "What?" "What did you say to me?" "Oh, fuck it." "I'll do 'em meself." "Good." "What's the matter, sid?" "Did you do a little speed or something?" "Nope." "[Muttering] [Laughing]" "I was bored." "I'm bored now." "Where's the bloody soap?" "Up your ass." "[Blowing rasberry]" "Sh... oh, I better cover this up." "Somebody could see it." "Shit." "Christ." "[Vacuum whirring]" "My mum's gonna be home, so stop mucking about." "Oh, what's the difference?" "Yeah, but it's the least I can do... what, with her risking her life every day as a motorcycle messenger." "Oh, god, if you were earning half of what you were worth, you'd buy your mom a fucking army." "Well, why don't you shut your fucking mouth?" "If it weren't for me mum's kindness, we'd be on the fucking streets!" "Yeah?" "And if it weren't for your own stupidity, we'd be living in our own apartment in Paris, France." "Get off the fucking bed!" "No!" "Look at this shit!" "Can you believe this?" "[Whooping] Okay, look." "Stop it now." "Come on, we've both had fun now." "Take that off." "It's my mummy's." "Look, it will tear." "Oh, I thought it was yours." "Ow!" "Fuck you!" "Just piss off when the going gets tough?" "Fuck you!" "Insult me only fucking mother!" "Fuck you both." "You love her more than me!" "Yeah, I fucking do and all!" "You mama's boy, you asshole!" "You..." "[screams] [Laughing]" "Sid!" "Sid!" "What?" "Look at me!" "I look like fucking Stevie Nicks in hippie clothes." "No, you look nice." "You look nice. [Shouting]" "No, yuck!" "Ew!" "Help me!" "[Nancy screaming]" "[Sniffing]" "[Linda] hello, John." "What are you doing up so early in the afternoon?" "I've come to see my best mate." "He's in his boudoir." "Is he out of it?" "Hey, Linda." "You know you've got a man hangin' from your ceiling?" "Don't mind him." "He's one of my customers, Edward." "Just abuse him now and again, and he'll be as good as gold." "Don't hurt me, for god's sake." "Don't hurt me." "I'll do anything you want, but I implore you not to hurt me, please." " [Gasps] - [Laughing]" "Sidney, wakey, wakey." "Sid, wake up, dear." "Sidney, wake up." "Fuck off, John." "Oh, I'm sorry I kicked you, Sidney." "It was an accident." "[Nancy] Leave us alone." "Look, I've got two tickets for rock head at the rainbow." "It'll do you good to go and see him." "I hear he's cleaned up his act." "He don't do any drugs or drink... hardly." "And he's all the better for it." "I know rock head." "I bet you do." "Rock head's got the best drugs." "Let's go see rock head." "Hey, John, mate, make us a cup of tea." "[Laughing]" "You're funny." "[Laughing]" "I don't even want to be here." "[Pistols firing]" "[Whooping] [Yelling]" "Yes, madam." "The Sex Pistols for mr." "Head." "What a fuckin' palace." "I wish I lived here." "Mr. Head's room, please." "[Classical piano]" "[Nancy] Rock." "Rock, you big head." "Hi, uh..." "Peggy, ain't it?" "Nancy." "And this is Sid Vicious and Johnny ." "They're from the Sex Pistols." "Impress them with your drugs." "[Glass breaking]" "Drugs?" "Do we have any drugs, boys?" "Rock head does not do drugs." "Right." "Don't be so fucking stingy." "Pull out the drawer." "We'll have a bible reading." "Give me five pounds." "Fuck off." "Uh, look, you want some water?" "I got some with bubbles in it." "How about some room service, Mr. Head?" "Fuck off." "Uh, Jennifer, ring for the cart." "Fuck him, Sidney." "His drugs were garbage anyway." "They were not." "Lend us five pounds." "Hello, room service." "[Continues]" "[Pistol fires]" "So, it appears we are related." "[Burping] Eh?" "The press, they're calling me the big daddy of punk." "Your role model." "[Chuckling] Lovely couple." "Fuck you, rock head." "What the fuck are you doing here anyway?" "[Pistol fires]" "I'm gonna fucking puke." "[Burps]" "[Glass breaking]" "[Paul] For christ's sake, malcolm." "I know we're not great shakes, but the bass player has to keep the beat." "We have to turn his amp off half the time." "He'll be playing one thing, we'll be playing a-fucking-nother." "Lads, I sympathize." "But Sidney's more than a mere bass player." "He's a fabulous disaster." "He's a symbol, a metaphor." "[Ringing] He embodies the dementia of a nihilistic generation." "He's a fucking star." "[Continues ringing] [John] He's a fucking head case." "Shut up." "[Malcom] Phoebe!" "[John] You know, I've talked some shit." "[Malcom muttering]" "Yeah." "Sidney's not the problem." "The problem, as you are all aware..." "it's "spunkin."" "She wants you to book them a suite at..." "Uh, where?" "[Paul] I want a suite as well." "Rock Head's hotel." "They can't stay here much longer." "The police were around here yesterday." "Arrests were made, substances confiscated." "They've even been hanging out of the windows!" "What rubbish." "This is a respectable hotel, madam." "Lillie Langtry has stayed here." "[Punk] [Nancy] Baby!" "Hi!" "[Laughs]" "Sid." "Sid, we've got company." "We gotta go." "Let me up." "Whoa!" "Sid!" "Nancy!" "Sid!" "[Grunts]" "Stay where you are!" "Stay where you are." "I'm loaded." "[Both giggling]" "Are you all right, Nancy?" "Oh, yeah." "We're just having fun." "It's lurch." "You want a cup of tea?" "Get us a cup of tea!" "[Sid] More sugar, if you can." "We have no roof service." "You're dead." "Look, we ain't got time for tea." "He's got to practice." "He's got a tour coming up." "No." "No, I don't wanna go." "I wanna stay here and have really good screwing bye-byes." "Sid." "Sid." "Four words... no women on the tour." "That's five words." "No way, Malcolm." "No fucking way." "Yeah, right." "There's no way." "[Phoebe] Look, it's purely financial." "We can't afford... an entourage." "I'm not an entourage." "I know what you're feeling." "I know how important your relationship is." "But if you two wanna stay together, we'll just have to find another bass player." "Sid Vicious is the Sex Pistols." "Bollocks." "Oh, yeah, that's right." "You can't leave me behind." "Paul wouldn't stand for it." "We're the rhythm section." "Paul." "Look, it's only a month." "You can live that long without each other, can't you?" "[Chuckling] And if you do survive," "I have been talking to the record company." "They're going to buy you a little house." "Oh." "How lovely for you." "You think I'm an asshole, don't you?" "Yes, I do." "You really think you can buy Sid off of me?" "Fuck you." "Take him." "I only want what's best for Sidney." "I don't wanna go on your fucking tour anyhow." "I got my own stuff to do." "Paul." "[Burps]" "Paul." "[Sid coughing]" "[Moaning]" "Sid." "What are you doing?" "Sid." "What?" "Stay awake." "These are our last two hours together." "Stay awake." "What for?" "So I can talk to you, so we can fuck some more," "so we can be together." "[Sighs]" "Yeah, but wearetogether." "Come on, give me a break, eh?" "Oh." "You give me a break." "I'm the one that's getting left behind." "Kiss my toes." "Fuck off." "Fuck you." "Fuck this!" "Fuck this!" "Jesus!" "Sid, what are you doing?" "Christ." "What are you doing?" "Stop this." "Sid, come back." "I'm going to the airport." "No, come back." "I'm gonna be early for once, do you know what I mean?" "Sid, stop this." "I'm sorry." "Stop." "Fuckin'... come back." "What are you doing?" "Sid." "Sid, don't be a jerk." "Fuck it, sid." "Don't leave!" "Sid!" "What about the farewell drugs?" "Sid!" "[Sobs]" "Oi, how do you spell holiday?" "S-h-i-t." ""Dear mum, having a lovely..."" "you cunt." "I don't want a holiday in the sun" "I want to go to the new belsen" "I wanna see some history 'cause I got a reasonable economy now I got a reason now I got a reason now I got a reason and I'm still waiting now I got a reason now I got a reason" "[continues on radio] And I'm still waiting [man] It's a great tour, John." "Great tour." "Great country." "[John] Yeah, it's lovely." "It's a pity it's America." "Did you know that I was a bit of a songster myself?" " I'll bet you didn't know that, did you?" " No, I didn't." "And I've written one lately that you might like... 'cause it has a punky..." "A punky sort of feel, you know what I mean?" "I want a job I want a job" "I want a good job I want a job" "I want a job that pay I want a job" "I want a job I want a real job one that satisfies my artistic needs that's just the chorus." "What's it called again?" "It's called, "I want a job." Oh, lovely." "Hey, Sid." "I want a job I want a job" "I want a good job I want a job [Laughing]" "I want a job." "I want a job." "I want a real job." "one that satisfies my artistic needs hey, you like it?" "It's lovely." "You like it, Sid?" "Stupid cunt." "Sid?" "[Electric guitar]" "Drinks for all my Texas friends." "Don't you have any imported beers?" "I got no reason it's all too much you'll always find us" "out to lunch we're so get off!" "Get out of there, you asshole!" "Get out, you fucking bastard!" "I'll fucking kill you!" "You fucking... we're vacant don't ask us to attend 'cause we're not all there" "I don't pretend 'cause I don't care fuck off!" "[Yells]" "Hey, Sid." "He sure can't fight for shit." "Delighted." "You motherfucker." "[Weapon cocking]" "[Coughing]" "Sid, you all right?" "You all right?" "[Gunshot]" "[Ringing]" "Ow!" "You've been a naughty, naughty newsreader." "And now you're gonna have to pay." "Hello, Nancy." "It's sid." "Sid!" "Where are you?" "I'm in America." "Oh, god, I can't believe you called." "I thought you'd hate me forever." "I've really been going crazy for you." "I miss you so much." "I miss you too." "Yeah?" "Well, how's America?" "Fucking boring." "Listen, I'm sorry about the fight." "Me too." "I never wanna fight with you again." " I love you." " I love you too." "Yeah?" " Did you buy me any presents yet?" " Yeah, I bought you loads." "Oh, yeah?" "What?" "I bought you a six-pack and a bra in the same shop." "Listen, I wish you were here." "I wish I was there too." "I really do." "I love you." " I love you too." " I love you." "Nancy." "Look, I gotta go." "I can't really talk right now." "Linda's got a customer." "Listen..." "Nancy?" " Sidney, I gotta go." "We're working." " Nancy!" "I wish we could have a bang." "I wish we could too." " But I'm here and you're there." " Nancy!" "Yeah, I know I'm here, but I want it off with you." "Look, Sidney, what am I supposed to do, put it in a box and send it?" "Nancy!" "Look, you'll just have to have sex with somebody else." "Hello?" "What?" "Fuckin' hell!" "Fuck it!" "[Phone clangs]" "[Glass breaking] Fuck this place." "Body" "I'm not an animal I ain't no animal" "I ain't no animal I ain't an animal" "I ain't no animal mommy, mommy body" "right." "Who's gonna fuck me then?" "[Country]" "I've got two bullets and a gun one shot for him one for his woman" "before they make love in his car" "[John] Is this Johnny rotten?" "[Sid] No, I've only used him twice." "Yes, yes." "Very funny." "The naive wit of imbeciles has always enchanted me." "Why don't you shut up and fucking sing, you twat?" "Now, one last time, Sid." "Bollocks, you wanker." "Fucking play the song, will you?" "You get the feeling you're being cheated?" "[Audience shouting] No!" "One, two, three, four." "Too many problems oh, why am i here" "I don't need to be me 'cause you're all too clear and I can see there's something wrong with you [continues, indistinct] problem?" "Problem?" "Problem?" "The problem is you yeah, that's what they said." "On stage they were so terrible they only did five songs." "[Coughing]" ""Welcome Sex Pistols."" "Fools." "Are you coming to the party then?" "No, I don't think so." "I don't feel too good." "Fucking typical." "Hey, Sid." "All right." "[Woman] Rio is so lovely at this time of year." "Will you be staying for carnival?" "[John] Tell that fuckin' woman to shut up!" "Tell her yourself, you twerp!" "No, you shut up!" "[Arguing]" "Shut the fuck up, all of you!" "It's about time somebody came out into the open." " I wanna leave the band." " Yeah, I do as well." "Fine, fine." "The sidemen split." "Good-bye." "Yeah, well, why don't you take him with you, cunts?" " You're not leaving me with useless, are you?" " He's your friend, John." "Oh, thank you, Steve." "You fuck off!" "Fuck off." "[Sid] I wish we wasn't breaking up." "[Phoebe] Well, it's a bit late for that, isn't it?" "Malcolm's in London." "Paul and Steve are flying to Rio." " John's in New York." " Yeah, great." "What am I gonna do?" "Anything you like." "You're a free agent now." "I'm going... to see Nancy." "Yeah, we'll do that." "Master kung fu." "Well, try and get off of heroin, eh?" "Come on, promise." "Okay." "And cut down on the drinking as well." "All right, I promise." "Cross me heart and hope to die." "[Blues]" "Your double brandy, sir." "That evil, big-city doctor when he walked by I get the burn" "yeah, that evil big-city doctor he give me the burn" "[Mman on TV] Pop star Sid Vicious landed unexpectedly today at la guardia airport... and was rushed to a nearby hospital." "A spokesman for his record company said..." "Vicious was suffering from nervous exhaustion." "[Indistinct]" "[Screaming]" "A hippie!" "Sid, it's a french hippie." "[Sid's voice] Dear mum, guess where your Simon's turned up?" " Since you can't guess, I will tell you." " Personal life, man." "[Nancy's voice] Paris, in the spring." "Oh, and the Eiffel Tower!" "Sid's recording here, and he's brilliant." "We go shopping every day." "Sid bought me lots of underwear, and it's all French." "You'd love it here." "Lots of love, from Nancy and Sid." "Nancy!" "Sid!" "Sidney, long time no see." "Hugh Kares. [Coughing]" "We met at trumps." "You remember." "Huh?" "No, he doesn't." "Sid... this is my girlfriend, Nancy." "Hi, Nancy." "Let's go." "Let's take lunch, you know, go to... get yourself a chair and sit down, shut up." "Everything's crazy for me right now, but I've always got time for you, babe." "Oh!" "Ooh!" "Oh, Jesus Christ." "Get it out." "Get it out, Sidney." "That's all right." "That's all right." "Oh, dude!" "Get it all out." "Come on." "Oh, Jeez. [Sid coughing]" "When you're feeling better..." "he's feeling fine." "You're making him sick." "Sid, let's go." "When you're feeling better... fuck him." "We'll leave him with the check." "You're gonna make somebody a lot of money, Sidney!" "[Horn honking]" "[Orchestral ballad]" "And now the end is near and so I face the final curtain [laughs]" "You cunt" "I'm not a queer" "I'll state my case of which I'm certain" "I've lived a life that's full and each and every highway and more much more than this" "I did it my way [punk]" "Regrets" "I've had a few but then again too few to mention" "I did what I had to do" "I saw it through without exemption" "I planned each charted course each careful step along the highway and more much more than this" "I did it my way there were times" "I'm sure you knew when there was fuck?" "Fuck, fuck-all else to do but through it all when there was doubt" "I shot it up or kicked it out" "I faced 'em all and the world and did it my way" "[continues] I've loved and then a snide" "I've had my fill [grunts]" "My share of losing and now the tears subside" "I find it all so amusing to think [audience screaming]" "I killed a cat [gunfire continues] And may I say out in the driveway and no no, no, not me" "I did it my way" "it seems like all my friends are dead." "When I'm dead, will you be sad?" "I couldn't live without you." " You couldn't?" " No." "We better go together then." "How should we do it?" "We could... jump off a building." "Throw ourselves under a subway." "O.d." "If I asked you to kill me, would you?" "What..." "what would i do?" "I couldn't live without you." "You'd kill yourself too, then?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Shit." "I hate this fucking life." "[Crying]" "No, this is..." "this is just a rough patch." "Things will be much better when we get to America, I promise." "We're in America." "What?" "We've been here a week." "New York is in America, you fuck." "What?" "Couldn't be." "A week?" "Yeah." "What day is it?" "Oh, shit." "Is it tuesday or wednesday?" "We're supposed to be at grandma and grandpa's on wednesday." "Where's my fuckin' book?" "[Papers rustling]" "Shit." "God." "[Siren wailing]" "[Horns honking]" "[Sirens, horns continue]" "No!" "Look!" "There's the rollerama!" "Sid, I won a roller skating trophy there when I was six years old." "Nancy, don't fib." "Fuck you, grandma." " Oh, no!" " [Horns honking]" "[Sid laughing] This place is a fucking paradise." "You guys gotta come see us in New York when I get Sid some gigs." "Can't he cut his own meat?" "They really want him at Max's." "They're too fuckin' cheap." "They only wanna pay him three grand." "I mean, he's worth five at least." "Sid's a really big star in New York." "We both are." "[Chuckling] Yeah, yeah." "God, we barely have any time to ourselves." "We don't even have time to get to the methadone clinic." "We've only got enough for two days." "Grandma, can I borrow the car?" "I wanna teach Sid how to drive American." "Mom, how come Nancy gets to borrow grandma's car and I don't?" "She's the one who got fucked up and wrecked it." "Shut up." "What do you know, crater face?" "Fuckin' twerp." "Too bad about your brothers, Mary Jane." "Still taking idiot lessons?" "So, are you gonna make an honest woman out of our Nancy, Sid?" "Well, she's always been honest to me." "Grandpa, sir." "She's never lied to me." "But what are your, uh, intentions?" "Well, first off, we're gonna go down to the methadone clinic on monday, and then Nancy's gonna get me some gigs." "And then we're gonna go off and, like, live in Paris... and just sort of go out in a blaze of glory." "But don't worry." "You'll be proud of us." "So why don't we go down to the rec room?" "Fuck this and fuck that fuck it all, you fuckin' fuckin' brat" "I don't want a baby who looks like that she don't want a baby that looks like that fucking a fucking animal [coughing]" "Oh, that's..." "that's an old one." "So, what else should we do, huh?" "Oh, no more." "I'm tired." "I wanna go noddy-blinkums." "Whose bedroom are we sleeping' in?" "Actually, dear, you're not staying here." "We thought it would be more fun for you to stay downtown at the Sunshine Inn." "No." "What about French toast and blintzes?" "You don't want to come back here for breakfast." "Your bus leaves at 9: 17." "I thought we're staying another day." "Grandpa and I must have misunderstood." "See, we're, uh..." "we're going out of town tomorrow." "The whole family is going out of town." "I didn't know we were going anywhere." "[Grandma] be quiet." "That's all right." "Can we come?" "No, Nancy, you just can't." " Well, will you at least drive us to the motel?" " Of course." "And we'll give you money for a taxi for tomorrow morning." "You'll get to the bus in plenty of time." "Here." "Darling, it was lovely to see you." "Here." "Here, take it." "Sid." "What?" "I can't just leave him there." "[Sid's voice] These people, they're really lovely." "Best fuckin' food I ever ate. [Tv, indistinct]" "So why'd they throw us out?" "'Cause they know me." "[Kiss] [Sirens blaring]" "Can you move your foot?" "Know about the golden triangle?" "Yeah." "That's where the heroin comes from." "Heard about it when I was in the 'nam." "You heard of vietnam, right?" "Yup." "Yeah, uh-huh." "Yeah, and while us guys was fightin', dying'... and gettin' all fucked up, the CIA was flyin' the shit out of there and into here... with our planes." "You know who paid for that shit?" "We did." "That is, the government." "You know why?" "'Cause smack is the great controller." "Keeps the people stupid... when they could be smart." "What's he on about?" "Some bullshit politics." "You guys got no right to be strung out on that stuff." "You could be selling healthy anarchy." "But long as you're addicts, you'll be full of shit." "[Woman] Come on, Vito." "Don't be such a jerk." "I just don't know how many people want to see Vicious on his own." "Are you kidding?" "Sid Vicious is a major..." "he's not gonna be on his own." "He's gonna have a great fuckin' backup band behind him." "Yeah." "Yeah?" "Who? "Who?" Iggy, Dee Dee, Chrissie, Debbie." "Debbie harry singing backup." "It's true!" "Johnny Thunders, Joe Strummer..." "I love you, Nancy." "You're a fuckin' nutcase." "Stiv Bators, Jerry nolan." "I'm running a business here." "You really think he can pull this off?" "Yes!" "Can he play?" "He can!" "Shit, he practices all the time, right?" "Vito, come on, please." "Give us a gig." "You want me to fuck you?" "[Scoffs]" "No." "And you shouldn't offer." "It's not professional." "[Phone ringing]" "[Ringing continues]" "[Dial tone]" "All right." "I'll give you three grand for three gigs." "All right!" "Okay." "Deal." "Deal." "[Strumming guitars]" "Sid!" "Sid!" "Hey, Max." "Sid!" "Sid, guess what!" "Sid, i did it!" "I got you three gigs at Max's!" "At least three, maybe more!" "Are you excited?" "Yeah." "What?" "Sid?" "What?" "What's goin' on?" "We were just jamming, you know?" "And watching trigger." "What is..." "what is this?" "Sid!" "Did you give him this?" "Fuckin', come on." "No way." " Sid." "I just came here to jam, all right?" "Just be cool." "Don't tell me to be cool." "Sid!" "Sid, we had a deal." "We said we weren't gonna do any more smack until after the gig, you asshole, you fucking jerk!" "Shit!" "I can't fucking decide where to fucking throw you!" "We had a deal." "We said we weren't gonna do any smack till after the gig!" "And you don't even save me any, you fuckhead!" "Shit, you asshole, motherfucking jerk..." "Ow!" "Sid!" "[Grunts]" "[Sniffling]" "Sid, you're the fuckhead!" "Hey, what the fuck is going on?" "Oh, shit." "Is he all right?" "No, he's a fucking asshole junkie." "Fuckhead." "Don't kick him." "You're really gonnalove this place." "A lot of great artists stay here." "I want you to stay a long time." "Let's take him to my room." "It's a couple of my foreign exchange students." "Why don't we just get to the elevator?" "We'll take the elevator." "[Sid] This next number... is for all you sensitive people out there, all you young lovers." "Ein, zwei." "Ein, zwei, drei." "[Crowd cheering]" "Look a-here here she comes there comes that girl again?" "One of the cutest since I don't know when but she don't notice me when I pass she goes with all the guys from outta my class but that didn't stop me from a-thinkin' to myself she's sure fine-looking, man she's somethin' else" "look a-here across the street there's a car built just for me to own that car would be a luxury but right now I can't afford the gas a brand-new convertible is outta my class but that can't stop me from a-thinkin' to myself" "that car's fine-lookin', man that's somethin' else all right!" "Whoo!" "Look a-here just wait and see" "[Man] Hey, Nancy!" "What?" "You want a kitty?" "She is the girl we go ridin' around we're lookin' real good with the white top down" "I keep around a-creepin' and i'm thinkin' to myself whenever it comes through, ma wow, that's somethin' else ah-ooh!" "[Meows]" "He likes me." "Never thought I'd do this before but here I am a-knocking on her door the car's out front and it's all mine it was a '41 job not a '59" "I got that girl and i'm thinkin' to myself she's sure fine-lookin', man wow, she's somethin' else [crowd cheering]" "[Stops] [Applause, cheering]" "You like that one?" "You wanna hear "my way," assholes?" "I forgot it." "[Nancy] You were fucking great, Sid." "You were so fucking good." "[Sid] I don't know about that." "Most of the people there were screaming for John, throwing drugs and shit at me." "That's 'cause they love you." "They're your fans." "Yeah, we'd sound a lot better if we rehearsed." "[Nancy] Sid doesn't need to rehearse." "He's a natural." "[Sid] yeah a natural fuckup." "If you'd get it together, sid." "You gotta learn the words." "Words." "It's not words." "It's just those bridge and tunnel geeks don't appreciate his style." ""My way." Hey, Sid, don't go gettin' down on yourself." "If we just worked a little harder, you know." "What do you know?" "Hey, Nancy, be cool." "I'm just trying to help Sid out." "Everybody likes Sid." "Nobody likes the shit you do." "Nancy, be cool." "Don't worry about it." "People'll be into my stuff around '85, '86." "Yeah?" "Well, you're lucky to be in Sid's band." "You all are." "Nancy, be cool." "Fuck you!" "Shut the fuck up!" "Everything was fine." "It was going really well." "We don't fucking deserve this, asshole!" "I'll see you at rehearsal, gang." "Hey, Sid." "We saw your show at Max's." "All right." "What'd you think of it?" "You suck!" "Sid, those guys are full of shit." "What do they know?" "I know what's best for you." "That's why I'm your manager." ""Learn the fucking words." You don't need the fucking words." "He doesn't need words." "Just make 'em up like you did on "my way." Huh?" "I wish we had some more coke." "[Indistinct]" "Haunted by the ghost" "I want to be haunted by the ghost" "I want to be haunted by the ghost" "I want to be haunted by the ghost of your precious love of your precious love [meows]" "Sid." "Sid." "Hmm?" "I must have been dreaming." "I thought we had this little dog." "It was really little, and we loved it." "But then it got sick, and it was dead." "[Mumbles] Yeah, it was dead, and we loved it." "We didn't know whether to bury it in New York... or to keep it, so we ate it." "[Sighs]" "[Knock at door]" "[Man] Hey, Sid!" "Sid, get up, man." "We got a gig." "Come on, let's go." "You're seriously fuckin' up, man." "Come on, get up!" "[Knocking continues] Sid Vicious, get your ass up!" "Come on!" "Sid, get your ass up, man." "We got an important gig." "Let's go!" "Sid!" "Sid, get your ass up." "Come on!" "Vicious!" "Vicious!" "Vicious, let's go!" "[Sid singing, indistinct]" "[Continues]" "Now I'm gonna be face-to-face" "I lie right down in my favorite place" "now I wanna be a joke and now I wanna be a joke [fades, stops]" "[Man on TV] Is public image, Ltd." "A company or is it a band?" "They're all empty. [John on TV] It's not a band." "It's a company." "Just little paper squares." "Fuck." "Where are you going?" "To get some more." "How do you facilitate this communication, Johnny ?" "By whatever we think is relevant at the time." "And what is relevant to you right now?" "Not very much really, Snydie." "Gretchen, girl." "What?" "Hey." "It's under that building." "That building?" "[Children shouting] [Man] Yeah?" "Fuck you, you asshole!" "Where is it?" "The money!" "Give us the money!" "Where is the money?" "Give us the money!" "I want that money, kid." "I want it." "Oi." "Cut it out." "Let him go." "He owes us three bucks, man!" "I don't care." "Leave him alone." "Who the hell do you think you are?" "Sid Vicious." "[Nancy] Hey, that was good." "[Gunfire, horses neighing on TV]" "When was the last time we fucked?" "I can't remember." "You miss it?" "We can if you want to." "No." "Just give me a kiss." "[Shuddering]" "[Coughing continues]" "Fuck." "This is fucking bullshit." "[Coughs]" "[Chattering]" "Fuck you, man." "Ow!" "Bum." "Look at these guys, man." "Alex." "Hey, Nance." "What's going on?" "Excuse me, man." "This is Sid Vicious here." "[Muttering]" "Very nice." "What do we have?" "Put it in there." "Give me that." "Yeah." "It's none of my business, man, but I don't know why you hang with this chick." "Fuckin' junk hog, let's face it." "On top of that, she's always getting down on you, bitchin' at you, complaining." "Shit, man." "She's all right." "She don't mean it." "She ought to have more respect for you." "If I had a girlfriend, she'd show me some respect." "Believe it." "What are you talkin' about, respect?" "You don't know her." "She's gotten me these gigs at Max's." "We're both gettin' off the "h."" "Smart move." "Smart move." "Is it my turn?" "Yeah, maybe." "Don't get me wrong, Sid." "Nancy's great." "I love her." "You know what I'm saying." "[Sighs] Did I leave a lot of money around here?" "I left a fuckin' lot of money someplace." "I thought I might have left it here." "Mmm?" "Can I have a little bit of this for later?" "All right, Sid?" "Just that much." "Ow!" "[Mutters]" "[Siren wailing]" "Do you have any idea who has stayed here before you?" "Dylan Thomas." "Excuse me." "Watch the cat." "Thomas Wolfe." "Arthur Miller." "Tennessee Williams." "This is not a place where people set fire to their rooms." "I want shopping!" "The Chelsea Hotel is a landmark." "It's a historic part of the city of New York." "I want shopping!" "Do you know who has stayed here before?" "I want shopping!" "This is a historic landmark." "Shopping!" "I want shopping!" "Shopping!" "I'm putting you in room 100." "It's on the first floor." "You won't even have to wait for the elevator." "You'll like it." "Look at that." "The door's open. [Chuckling]" "Wait a second." "Wait a second." "Excuse me." "Where are you going with that lamp?" "This is our lamp." "You cannot move furniture from room to room." "I forget where the fixtures are." "This is our lamp." "We bought it." "Where's the tv?" "There's no tv?" "There's no tv!" "Would you do me a favor?" "Go up to your old room, take the television, bring it down." "He wants you to like this room." "Bob Dylan was born here." "I haven't got anything." "Just my wake-up shot." "Nobody's holding downtown." "Bowery said he'd meet us here." "Are you still buying off bowery?" "I heard he sold someone a paper and, like, died." "That's fucking bullshit." "Are you guys still fighting, Nance?" "He's real depressed." "Yeah." "Jimmy's real depressed too." "He broke three of my ribs." "[Shouts, indistinct]" "[Banging on window]" "We're being so stupid." "We should just leave 'em." "Yeah, sure." "Love kills." "See ya." "Hey, Sid." "Hey, man." "How are you doing?" "Got any beer for me?" "I got some tickets to see Bruce Springsteen." "Fuck your tickets for fucking Bruce Springsteen!" "Man!" "Fuck off and get me some smack." "Just for that, you ain't goin'!" "Sid." "Shit." "Sid." "Sid, look at these." "We need these." "But I don't have any money." "[Nancy] Sid, where did you put it?" "I can't remember." "You did it without me." "Oh, come on." "If I had only enough for one of us, I'd give it all to you." "Liar!" "Aah!" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Flopsy fucking thing!" "Fuck it!" "You hate me." "I don't." "I don't." "[Groans]" "Oh, god." "I wish I was fuckin' dead." "Oh, shut up, please." "Quit goin' on about it. [Sniffling]" "I've got more reasons to be depressed than you." "You're much better off than I am." "Why?" "At least youused to be something." "I've never been anything." "[Footsteps approaching]" "[Keys jingling]" "Is that bowery?" "No." "It's that Dwarf." "He's not a Dwarf, Sid." "He's a little boy." "What would you know?" "Little kids don't dress like that." "Oh, fuck you." "Oh, fuck you too!" "Sid." "[Crying]" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "I wish we had something to hit as well." "[Meowing] I wish we could get out of here." "Sid, Nance, pull up your pants!" "Yo!" "[Nancy] Bowery." "[Sid] What've you got?" "Not much." "You guys got any soda around here?" "[Nancy] Come on." "Don't fuck around." "We got the cash." "Everybody's got the cash, but nobody's holding." "I've been up and down this island twice today." "Been all the way to Brooklyn." "Hate that fuckin' town." "I've been reading this book." "Have you ever seen it?" "[Nancy] Aw, come on." "Just get us straight, you shithole!" "I'm sorry." "I can't hear you." "What is it you're saying?" "I said you were a fuckin' slime hole!" "Don't fuckin' talk to me, you stupid little slut!" "[Shouting]" "I don't need to hear your fucking crap!" "Give us what you've got or piss off!" "Hey, all right." "Easy, easy." "Fucking books!" "You wanna know what I got?" "Hold on." "Yeah." "Here we go." "Something for you." "You fucking toad!" "Don't get up." "I was just leaving." "Wait!" "Fuck you, Nancy!" "You people are rude!" "[Nancy] I'm sorry." "What's that?" "I'm sorry." "Better." "You two gotta watch your step, you know." "The buzz is out on you." "What's this?" "Tuinals?" "Yeah, what's this?" "Speed." "Sulfate?" "You want some of this?" "You want this?" "Yeah." "I never touch that stuff." "I'm too paranoid." "You guys are outside, man." "You shoot that stuff, it's gonna make you sick." "What about the dilaudid?" "Tried." "I couldn't get ahold of the guy." "You got a phone?" "I'll try again." "Yeah." "It's in the lobby." "The phone is in the lobby." "Right." "[Sighs]" "No promises." "But for my famous friends..." "I go the extra mile." "You guys aren't going anywhere, are you?" "[Chuckles]" "[Tv, indistinct]" "My eyes hurt." "The TV's so bright it hurts my eyes." "[Amplifier off]" "Oh, fuck it." "Just broke, sort of blinking at them, you know." "A dolly, I suppose." "It's something I can't remember." "Shut up." "Listen." "What?" "I can't hear nothing." "No." "Listen to me." "I don't want to." "Why not?" "I don't know." "I just don't." "What are you waiting for?" "Bowery?" "[Chuckles] Bowery doesn't fucking matter." "What does?" "You." "And?" "You." "[Sid] I'm just not going to, okay?" "[Nancy] You have to." "You promised." "Yeah, well, I changed me mind." "You can't!" "You can't change your mind." "We said we'd go out together." "You can't change your mind." "Of course I can." "I just did." "I did." "No!" "Blaze of glory!" "You promised!" "You promised!" "I'm getting out of this place." "I'm going back to England." "No!" "Why?" "'Cause I wanna get straight, you know?" "I'm sick and tired of all these fucking people that kiss ass!" "Fuck you!" "I want to get back with my friends and people who care." "Okay." "Okay." "Go on!" "Just leave me!" "You're always putting fucking words in my mouth!" "Friends?" "They don't even care about you!" "I am fucking leaving!" "I'm your best friend, Sid." "So you keep fucking telling me!" "And you'll never get straight." "You'll never get straight, Sid." "You say that every fucking day." "It's the same." "I can't get up tomorrow to the same thing." "I can't do it anymore." "Oh, god, please help me." "Please, you promised." "You're so full of shit." "You're so fuckin' blind!" "No, I'm not." "I'm not blind." "I see everything." "Where are you going?" "No!" "Going out for... no, it's 5:00 in the morning." "There's nothing out there!" "Get out of my fucking way!" "Fuck you, sid." "You're so stupid!" "Get out of the fucking way!" "You're so fucking weak!" "Help me!" "Please, you're so fucking weak and stupid." "Help me." "Help me." "Ow." "Fuck off!" "Fuck off!" "Fucking hell!" "Will you get off?" " You wanna fucking die?" " Yeah!" "Then fucking die!" "[Screams]" "Fuck you!" "[Grunts]" "[Sobbing]" "[Coughing]" "[Sobbing continues] [Coughing continues]" "Oh, shit." "[Panting]" "Oh, Sid." "Help me." "Oh, Sid." "I don't feel so good." "[Clattering]" "[Grunts]" "Sid." "Sid!" "[Whimpers]" "You guys awake?" "I got something here for you." "Check it out." "Oh, Sid, this is a serious fuckup, man." "Sid." "[No audio] I gotta take off." "It's a bad scene." "Whoa. [Departing footsteps]" "Who called 911?" "Did you call 911?" " Sid Vicious, can I have a picture?" " Fuck off!" "I'll smash your fucking cameras!" "[All clamoring]" "There he is!" "Why'd you do it?" "Get the punker!" "One word:" "Did you do it?" "Oh, god!" "[Gasping, grunting]" "[Panting, coughing]" "[Door opens]" "[Guard] Is that him?" "[Guard #2] Yeah, that's him." "Sid Vicious." "[Chuckles]" "[Officer] One candy bar." "One pack of cigarettes." "Look, kid, you're out on bail, right?" "One safety pin." "Why don't you give yourself a break?" "One stick of gum." "I know you think you're kinda tough, Ritchie." "There's a lot of guys out there a lot tougher." "One leather-studded arm band." "You can walk out that door, and you can stay out for good, sixty-seven cents." "Or you can turn around and walk back in here again." "Five hundred forty dollars cash." "Sign here, please." "It's all up to you, Ritchie." "I don't see any braces on your legs." "Oh, yeah." "One more thing." "Sure, kid." "What is it?" "Where can I get a pizza?" "[Inmate] Let me out, man!" "I didn't do anything!" "[Yelling]" "[Disco, faint]" "Same place, same time where we can all get together and ease up our minds oh, do a little dance make a little love get down tonight whoo get down tonight hey do a little dance make a little love" "get down tonight get down tonight, baby [continues]" "Yo, Sid, you want to dance with us?" "I don't dance with no little kids." "Why don't you stop bein' stuck up?" "Yeah, man." "Come on." "Stop bein' so stuck up." "[Continues]" "Yeah!" "Whoo!" "That's it!" "Yo, Sid, you don't even know her!" "What you doin'?" "You need some help with that?" "[Rock]" "Walking out of England thinking you were the king taking on this world" "on that bus that goes through Mexico where killer love finds a sweet Mexican girl" "but in Mississippi we rushed into the room [shouts]" "Down in dixie you were cryin' for dope" "down in Alabama they like home-cooked fare yeah" "so we're gonna strap you to the frying' chair yeah" "but I don't know what love is is there something else giving me the chills but if my hands are the color of blood then I can tell sure I can tell ya love kills love kills love kills love kills" "do you want to hear the sirens all sirens in the city drown out arguing" "we were Riker's Island on a population board they don't care about your fame but I don't know what love is is there something else giving me the chills but if my hands are the color of blood" "then I can tell ya sure I can tell ya love kills love kills love kills love kills love kills love kills [continues]" "On the rio grande people tie you to a tree ohh-oh-ohh ohh-oh-ohh and you can't call the lawyers 'cause the whorehouse is asleep ohh-oh-ohh ohh-oh-ohh people end up weak" "ohh-oh-ohh ohh-oh-ohh they'll throw you in a cell?" "Where you can barely breathe ohh-oh-ohh ohh-oh-ohh but I don't know what love is is there something else giving me the chills but if my hands are the color of blood then I can tell ya sure I can tell ya" "love kills love kills love kills love kills love kills love kills"