American: The Bill Hicks Story Page #6
there's no such thing as death,
life is only a dream,
and you're the imagination of yourselves.
Here's Tom with the weather.
Wow.
All the drinking and drugging too,
some of the club owners were concerned
about how erratic the shows would be.
Alcohol with Bill was definitely
like throwing gasoline onto a fire.
You know, it was kind of a tightrope, cos
you never knew what was gonna happen,
and usually, if there was
a lot of drinks being pounded down,
it was gonna go bad.
I mean he was always like an angry kid
but when he drank the alcohol
he was letting everybody have it.
And so we were like,
"Ooh, this is a new kind of comedy."
# Shout...
Bill was what we used to call
a short ball. He got drunk real quick.
What happened?
The main thing that I always
remember was him getting on stage
and people in the audience
sending him up drinks.
F*** it, I'll drink red wine if no one's
gonna offer me anything real. F*** you.
And people said I couldn't improvise.
he had all the adrenaline of the show
and he said, "I'm a bull,
I can't be brought down. "
Conflict.
Coke dealers
would be giving Bill free coke.
Can I get a shock of Jack up here?
How much can we get Bill
to take on stage? Let's all watch.
It was just like a red flag for club owners.
He was like suddenly
not on Letterman any more.
Just be careful going home tonight,
cos I'm driving right along with you f***ers.
I got there in the middle of the set
and nobody was laughing, really.
But he was laying down on his back
- screaming into the microphone.
- It was awful.
It was terrible. It wasn't a show any
more. It was a drunk on stage is what it was.
I'd taken a friend from work. "You're gonna
love him. He's my brother. He's hilarious. "
You know, to have a room clear,
I felt bad for him.
He called me the next day
and said, "Well, they fired me too.
"Seems to be the thing. Everybody fires me."
I'd go, "Yeah, it wasn't funny."
Bill didn't bring these problems
into the family.
Just the fact that now he drank
and now he smoked, well, so did I,
so how big of a deal was that?
You know, I don't know
what I would have said, had I said anything.
Maybe I should have, but I didn't.
But I knew there was something in there
during that time.
You can see it in his eyes.
That was after he got in that fight
and he broke his leg
and he was performing
and leaning on crutches.
I'd like this man to leave the room. If I could
have that, please. Thank you very much, sir.
Yeah, why don't you pull out the fact that
you're a mobile biped right in front of me?
Why don't you do a f***ing cartwheel
into your stall, sir?
Thank you, I'd like to do
my impression of Ironside now.
Next week we have Helen Keller...
No. I'm delirious. I'm delirious.
It's the heroin.
Seriously.
Aah!
Good evening.
Don't worry, there is no pain.
I just didn't want to spill my beer.
There are priorities even in the world of pain.
I wish that we had been
more worried about him, maybe.
But there was kind of a code that we had,
Kevin and Bill and I,
which was, "You were gonna do
what you were gonna do
"and I'm there for you
but I'm not gonna stop you. "
But it was kind of cool
because it was like we had faith in each other.
We tended to trust
that he knew what he was doing.
I got beaten up by a guy in a kilt!
Are you happy? You wanna see blood?
It suffered.
There were club owners that were willing to
forgive and forget, cos he was that good,
and there were other club owners
that... you know, it wasn't worth it.
It wasn't worth it.
When I saw him at my wedding,
he was clearly enmeshed in substance abuse.
You know, and he'd obviously been up
all night and he looked beaten.
My wife-to-be, and she'd never met Bill,
she didn't know anything about him,
thought he was wild, funny but wild,
could not be contained.
There were half a dozen of us
that were in a bad shape that way,
and we were drinking suicidally,
basically, that's where it was headed.
We were sitting up,
me and Bill, and he just started crying,
and he broke down and he said, "Man,
I've got a problem. My life is out of control. "
My big answer was,
"Well, just stop, then, Bill. Stop doing that."
And he straightened back up real quick
but it was the one thing
I always thought I let Bill down about.
And it was just from ignorance. I didn't know
how to handle it, didn't know what to do.
And when a Bill Hicks show became
more about, "How drunk can we get Bill"
instead of, "Let's see how far
Bill can take us with his ideas, "
that's when the party was over.
You know, realising,
"What the f*** am I doing?
"These people are not my friends, you know?
These people are trying to kill me. "
Led him down the path of knowing, "If I don't
make a drastic change, I'm gonna die. "
That was a moment of clarity for Bill.
That could have been
the wake-up call. I guess he just woke up.
He realised what he was working for
and this was in the way of it.
Bill quit drinking in February of '88,
I quit in April,
and we started going to meetings together
in downtown Houston.
Being the stupid alcoholic I am,
I'm going, "Good, good for him,
"he should go in there not thinking
about what a f***-up I was.
"You need to get sober and get clean.
Good job. "
Bill knew there was no way he was
gonna be able to sustain any kind of sobriety
surrounded by all these Houston comics.
He told me,
you have to get rid of the people,
that you can't be around the same
environment and expect to survive.
Bill realised that he had to jump ship
and as crazy as it sounds, moving to a big
city by yourself is the way to get sober,
and, um... Bill just disappeared to New York.
When you're dealing with drugs
and alcohol, willpower, it's the opposite,
it's when you admit that you don't have,
you're powerless.
a question that he was not gonna continue
even though the struggles
must have been mighty.
He was tapped on the shoulder
and this was what he was going to do
and it doesn't mean
and I'm sure that it had to have
been unbelievably challenging.
He told me that it was six months
before he could start being funny again.
That's when he went from being
just an above-average comedian
to being something spectacular.
- Let me hear you say yo!
- Yo!
- Say it! Yo!
- Yo!
- Well, all right.
- All right.
That's it, end of your part. Thank you.
Hope you don't mind if I smoke.
I know it's getting harder
to find a place to smoke these days.
I feel like I'm in high school
with the bathroom window cracked again.
I don't do drugs. I don't think
they tell us the truth about drugs, though.
They tell you marijuana smoking
makes you unmotivated. That's bullshit.
When I was high, I could do everything
I normally could do just as well.
I just realised it wasn't worth
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