Amy Page #3

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But you can't do that,

'cause you have

other responsibilities now.

You're becoming an artist

in the public eye.

So, all of a sudden,

you're gonna be...

I'm not saying you're gonna be

hounded by the press,

but you're gonna have

certain responsibilities

that are gonna come

onto your doorstep

that you may not

particularly welcome.

Okay, that's cool, but I think

the more people see of me,

the more they'll realize

that all I'm good for

is making tunes.

So leave me alone

and I'll do it.

I will do the music.

I just need time to do the

music. Know what I mean?

When she went to Camden,

it was very exciting,

'cause it was her first property

that she'd bought,

and we were all really happy.

She loved Camden.

She loved it up there.

But when she went to Camden,

things started changing.

We were the indie kids.

Gazelles, The Rakes,

Babyshambles.

Everyone was a Camden band.

Like, it was cool again.

In them days, it was

very much, like, basically,

if you were in a signed band...

you were a c*nt, because...

the best-looking

and the best-dressed

and the coolest people

were the ones

who were born to lose, really.

The Libertines, yeah.

I slept on them.

I came to the Libertines, like,

a year later than everyone else.

But I'm not being funny.

They made people proud

to be British.

That was London for

a real spell, you know?

I run a club called Trash

with my friend Errol.

Did the door there.

Blake would give out flyers

for Trash.

We wouldn't have met each other,

and a lot of people here

wouldn't have known each other

had it not been for Trash.

That's fair enough, innit?

It's the first place I learned

how to pull a bird.

He just loved girls,

you know?

He loved partying

and he loved... shagging.

Always in and out of bed.

We met in a pub,

in the Good Mixer in Camden.

I was at the bar

and she came in.

We just sort of started

playing pool,

then we went to another pub.

And then we went back

to Amy's house.

She was seeing somebody else

and I was seeing somebody else.

But I didn't think of it

as infidelity.

I just thought she was,

like, a young girl

and she was a bit naughty.

And I was the same.

Are you alright?

How you doing? You okay?

What's going on with you

at the moment?

'Cause obviously,

Frank was last year, um,

and we haven't really heard much

from you since then.

So when are we gonna hear

from you next?

What's the next single?

Uh, I can't think

of the next single.

I'm just gonna write

the next album at the minute.

- Uh...

- You having that kind

- of writer's block thing or...

- Yeah, man.

It's hard to write, because, uh,

you can write

a million things a day,

but it's hard to write

something that you're proud of.

So I'm just trying, you know,

I'm just trying.

I asked to see her.

She was late

and she came in with Nicky.

She was a character.

She always called me

Uncle Lucian.

And I really liked her.

And I had enough

of a relationship with her.

So there's no flattery,

it was, like, blunt. And I said,

"Enough, I need another album.

"Now go and write one.

This is horseshit.

"Frank was then, this is now.

They're all gonna forget you."

She didn't like it.

- Nick Shymansky.

- Yes.

Sit up a bit.

- Yes.

- How are you today, darling?

Very good, actually. Thanks.

- How about you?

- Really good.

In between all this,

she decided that she wanted me

to leave 19 with Simon Fuller

to go manage her.

She didn't like being connected

with Pop Idol

and the Spice Girls,

but I thought it would be

incredibly disloyal,

at this point, to walk away.

And Blake was

very quickly becoming

a bigger and bigger character

in all this.

She was with him the whole time

and didn't want

to go to places without him.

We spent the summer together.

She used to say

we're like twins.

And that was our relationship.

I'd like to sabotage myself

and I think Amy

liked to sabotage herself.

Maybe that was our nature.

I used to ask her

why was she promiscuous

and why she was more like a man

with sex.

It's indicative of somebody

that's had a traumatic event,

maybe sexually, themselves.

Sort of made sense to me

from the way she was.

She'd just say, "It's nothing."

"I weren't abused

when I was a kid.

Nothing like that."

Then she said

her dad leaving her mum

was what caused this,

and her

not really seeing her dad.

I understood.

I cut my wrists

when I was nine years old.

I don't know if I wanted

to necessarily die,

I just wanted my mum

to leave my stepdad.

Me and Amy were quite similar.

I fell in love with

someone who I would've died for.

We were in love

and we were together.

And that's like a real drug,

isn't it?

If my man was fighting

Some unholy war

I would be behind him

Straight shook up beside him

With strength he didn't know

It's you I'm fighting for

He can't lose

With me in tow

With me in tow

I refuse

To let him go

To let him go

At his side

And drunk on pride

We wait

For the blow

Ooh...

Oh, let's see

who's gonna be

behind the green door!

- Hi!

- Master of the house

is not in right now.

She is gone somewhere

for a minute to be somewhere.

And somewhere she having dinner,

so I'm having a cheeky cigarette

while she gone.

Don't tell her. Shh.

Cheeky, cheeky. Eh!

Mi scusi.

Tell me about this place.

Alright, while she's away,

I'll give you a tour

of the house. Okay, ready? Okay.

First I lead you

into the main room.

This is usually reserved

for entertaining guests,

but you can be my guest,

darling,

because no one's here today.

Okay, I lead you out

to the grand patio.

Please, please follow.

Don't mind me in my...

- Ah, where you go?

- Okay, darling,

this is the grand patio.

This is Cecil.

- Cecil live here.

- Cecil!

Then we have the bedroom.

It's very nice.

There are some cupboards.

- Ooh.

- See up here,

this is where I sleep

when the master come home.

- The toilet!

- Sometimes when I'm alone,

I have a shower

in all my clothes.

I find this is the only

true way to relax.

Also here, this is the hook

I hang from when I'm in trouble.

It's not very often.

I'm a good boy. I'm a good boy.

Okay, well, this is it.

Welcome to my humble abode.

Amy!

We are sitting...

in a little bar,

drinking cocktails.

There's my cocktail.

There's Amy's little cocktail.

I think it's got Rohypnol in it.

All of a sudden she went to me,

"Lauren, listen to this message.

This is a message from Blake."

I just said to her that I

didn't wanna leave my girlfriend

and we'd probably be better

as friends.

She was obsessing

over these text messages.

He wanted nothing to do with her

and she was obsessing over it.

All she wanted

was for him to wanna see her.

It got messy.

He went back to his girlfriend,

then she got her own back.

She slept with his friend.

The person that lived opposite

in the little court

had Juliette's number and

had called Juliette up to say,

"Amy's fallen over

and she's hurt her head,

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