Sid and Nancy Page #6

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', dyin'...

and gettin' all f***ed up,

the CIA was flyin' the sh*t

out of there and into here...

with our planes.

You know who

paid for that sh*t?

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 sh*t.

[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 f***in'

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 f***in' 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! Sh*t, he practices

all the time, right?

Vito, come on, please.

Give us a gig.

You want me to f*** 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?

F***in', 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 a**hole,

you f***ing jerk!

Sh*t! I can't f***ing decide

where to f***ing 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!

Sh*t, you a**hole,

motherfucking jerk...

Ow! Sid!

[Grunts]

[Sniffling]

Sid, you're the fuckhead!

Hey, what the f***

is going on?

Oh, sh*t.

Is he all right?

No, he's a f***ing

a**hole 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,"

a**holes?

I forgot it.

[Nancy]

You were f***ing great, Sid.

You were so f***ing good.

[Sid] I don't know about that.

Most of the people there

were screaming for John,

throwing drugs

and sh*t 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 sh*t 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.

F*** you!

Shut the f*** up! Everything

was fine. It was going really well.

We don't f***ing

deserve this, a**hole!

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 sh*t.

What do they know?

I know what's best for you.

That's why I'm your manager.

"Learn the f***ing words."

You don't need the f***ing 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 f***in' 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.

F***.

Where are you going?

To get some more.

How do you facilitate

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